Stephen's Secure Blog #381
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's after
2018, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 19 in this story, in Fall of year 10 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #381 "CNN Pastorizing"
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Len and Don asked for a meeting. I ported in. Len said "One of the
people on the list has agreed to a meeting at his location." I said "I
will not allow anybody to be harmed there, not even him." Don looked
surprised, and said, "You think he might kill himself on camera as a
protest?" I said "I don't know, but I like to consider all
possibilities. I know this. He thinks he will have better control this
way. That raises the question; what kind of control would he have
there, that he can't have here?" They thought a little, and Len said,
"Violence, but you wouldn't allow that." I said "Oh but I would!" Len
laughed at Don's expression. I said to Don, "He gets it. I didn't mean
successful violence." He said "Oh. He could mess with our equipment." I
snapped my knees together, and looked down, and they laughed. I said
"He can try. I won't let it happen, but I might let him think it does.
Even if he denies us power, I will see that we get it my way, in a way
he doesn't notice." He said "You WANT him to do something!" I said "No,
I don't. I want him to be a nice and reasonable person. But if he
isn't, I DO plan to take the utmost advantage of it. One option is
Father Paolo. We could bring him, or I could offer to transport him to
us when we need him." Len said "That could be interesting. You would
tell him what to say?" I said "I would not, but I would let him see and
hear all that happened before his arrival."
I said "And this. A lie detector. It will glow red when it detects
somebody saying something he believes is not true. I may put it behind
him where he can't see it. Depends on the setting of the room. If I do,
we should have a camera placed where it can see his face and the
detector at the same time. Also, I will need to brief your camera team
on how their equipment might operate on my substitute power, and to
conceal that. And to make sure they know they will be in absolutely no
danger. We don't want them making a er, mess on the floor that they
don't need to." Some chuckles. I said "We will port to outside their
establishment a little before air time, and ask to be escorted to the
room. The cameras will be off, but you know it will be recorded,
anyway." They nodded. I said "I know some things about him that he
doesn't think I know, that he would NOT want made public. I might do
that, if he lies about it."
Don said "Do it, that scumbag!" I said "Don! I'm shocked." He said
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm supposed to be a
professional journalist." I said "I understand. Really I do. You are
NOT alone in that opinion, and worse. Still, comparing him to a scum
bag, is insulting to that kind of bag." He stared at me, and then
laughed loudly. So did Len. I said "You KNOW what Hawk is doing." They
laughed some more. I said "His real reason for having us there might
just be in the fact that he made us go there. Importance." They nodded.
I said "One more thing. You know from experience that contact with me
can improve people. If I work it right, he might become a better er,
bag. It's happened many times before." They nodded again.
We ported to the site a half hour before air time. An affiliate's
satellite truck was already there. We synced up our wireless connection
with them. I told them to keep their windows closed and doors locked,
and that if there were any violent things happening, I would let it
happen up to a point, but they would NOT be harmed in any way, and I
would replace any damaged equipment. They found that interesting, and a
little exciting. The building was a big Christian Church. We were led
inside to a meeting room. The crew set up the equipment. They arranged
the chairs and lighting, so that my subject would have his back to a
wall, and my back would be toward the door, which we would try to leave
open. I said so only Don and Len could hear, "I want him to feel like
he's in a position of defense and power, and that I'm vulnerable. He
doesn't know I see all around me, down to the individual atoms, out to
about ten kay." Their eyes went wide at that. I have them a tiny grin,
and they almost choked.
The Pastor came in with two of his people. BIG people. He was big,
too, with bulging muscles. He refused to shake hands, and sat. We sat.
His obvious bodyguards stayed standing. He was black, and so were his
people. He was a little disturbed that Don, who is black, was there as
the interviewer. And one of our cameramen. Don and Len noticed that,
and hid their amusement well. At the proper time, Len gave us the live
signal, and Don announced the show, and described what it was for. He
made the introductions of the Pastor and myself. I ported a lie
detector with a suction cup to the wall behind them, where one of the
cameras could see. I said to the Pastor, "Will you introduce your
friends?" He said "You don't need to know who they are." I said
"Interesting. Do you often tell other people what they need and don't
need?"
He looked confused, and then resolute in his silence. I said "I think
I will surprise you a little, and say you are correct. I don't need to
find out who they are. I already know their names, and yours. I know
the names of all the people in the world who are old enough to know
their themselves, when I give them my love." He said "I don't believe
that." I said "So, what evidence do you have that offers some proof
that you base your belief on?" He said "I don't have any. I just know."
I said "So you don't believe the love broadcasts happen?" He said "They
happen, but you aren't doing them." I said "Then who do you think is?"
He said "God is." I said "That's partially correct. I start it, and He
joins me for the healing. If you pay attention to that happening, you
can feel it." He said "No, it's only God."
I said "So, when I say I'm doing it, do you think I'm lying?" He said
"That's right. You lie." I said "Even though the Vatican says I do not
lie?" He said "I don't believe that." I said "Didn't you see the live
show, my first discussion on CNN, where the representative of the Pope
said that?" He looked startled. One of his people bent down and
whispered into his ear. I said "I heard that. He's right. I see you are
having to rethink some things. You wouldn't need to do that, if you had
tried to use some facts for your thinking, instead of just using what
you wanted to believe. That begs the question, why did you want to,
need to, believe things against me?" He ignored me. I said "I'll wait
till you're finished thinking. I understand what an effort that is."
That got his attention, and he yelled, "Are you trying to insult me?" I
said "No. If I were trying to insult you, you sure wouldn't need to ask
if I were. I referred to the well known fact that beliefs can be
strong, and when they are proved wrong, that can cause quite an effort
in the person who needs to change his thinking on that. But, what about
the reverse. YOU have insulted ME, in saying that I lied, for which you
had no evidence at all. Why is it alright for you to insult another,
and not alright for another to insult you? Is that how a Christian
should think and behave?" He ground his teeth, and remained silently
boiling. I said "Please answer my question."
I said "I see you won't. How about another. Why did you invite us
here?" He felt on firmer ground, and said, "You said things that are
wrong." I said "I understand that you feel that way, but that doesn't
answer my question. Why did you invite us here?" He said "To tell the
world that you're wrong!" I said "Why did you need me here for that?"
He didn't answer. I said "Was it to make you feel and look important?"
He said "No." Red flash. I said "I should tell you that I can detect
when people lie to me. Would you like to know how I do that?" He did
have some curiosity, and said, "Yes, I do."
I put another lie detector on the table where he could see it. I said
"I'm an expert in reading face and body language. I've studied that
subject through many lifetimes. I sense the emotions of people, which
many can, if they don't block it, and when they don't match what the
person says, I know they are lying. I can see a person's aura and life
energy flows. Lies cause disturbances in them that are quite obvious.
One more thing. I am unable to lie, and it's the same for all my
advanced students. Why should you believe me? Well, this thing I just
put on the desk is an advanced lie detector, and it's been on all this
time. It would have lit up if I had lied. We could leave it on, or turn
it off, if you wish." He said "How do I know it's working, or works at
all?" I said "Come on, you're not stupid! You know how to test it." He
tried to feel insulted, but failed. He said "Two plus two equals ten."
It glowed red. I said "Went to test it some more, or are you satisfied
it works?" He said "No. Turn it off." I picked it up, and flicked a
switch. I handed it to one of the crew, saying, "I don't have any
pockets."
I said "Why didn't you want to have the lie detector on?" He said "I
don't trust them. Not reliable." I said "Mine are. I do my best in all
I do. I don't make unreliable things. Now back to your answer. Did you
invite us here to make you feel and look important?" He said a very
reluctant "Yes." I said "Good! And for two reasons. Honesty is best for
all, and that your reason is valid. That's why almost everybody wants
to be on TV. Becoming more important in the eyes of the world, can make
your message more important, too, causing more people to pay attention
to it. That is the ONLY reason I let the public know about me. And that
was so I could have support for my task of freeing Tibet, and I
continue it keep that support going." He said "Your world love
broadcasts are part of that?" I said "Actually, no. The first time it
happened, I wasn't in control. I've been sharing my love for years, and
in other lives, too, but that first time for the whole world in
Thailand in a special ceremony, was different. That's when my skin and
hair color changed instantly, and I was given the task to free Tibet.
After that, whenever I felt the urge, I had to broadcast my love. To a
city, country, and sometimes to the world. Then I was ordered to to it
regularly, so God would do the healing in it, which was a BIG surprise
to me, I have to tell you!" He tried not to chuckle.
I said "But that's not why we're here. You disagree with some things
I've said in public. What are they?" He said "Homosexuality is wrong!"
I said "What's wrong about it?" He said "It's an abomination!" I said
"And why do you think that?" He said "It's in the Bible!" I said "A lot
of things are in the Bible. Do you believe all of them, including the
Ten Commandments?" He nodded and said, "I do!" I said "Which rules are
the most important? Most believe it's the Ten Commandments. Is that
what you believe?" He said "Yes, I do." I said "So do I, and I follow
them. Do you follow them?" He said "I do follow them." I said "Strange.
If the lie detector were on, it would be blinking. Part of you believes
that's the truth, and part of you knows it's a lie. That's not a
healthy state to be in." He said "But it's true!" I said "But you admit
And subsided. I said "You know what a lie is, and know that was one.
Worse, is that you didn't even need to lie. You did it for a trivial
reason, to avoid possible minor embarrassment. How more easily would
you lie about something much more important, partially convincing
yourself that it wasn't a lie?" He looked surprised and thoughtful. I
said "Consider, how much of your life is like that." He was more
surprised, but tried to hide that, and said, "But the issue is
homosexuality. It's wrong!"
I said "That was a mistake. You should have stayed on the path we
were on. Do you still want to go back to that topic?" He said "Yes.
That's what this is for." I said "If you must, then tell me why it's
wrong." He said "I already did. It's in the Bible! An abomination!" I
said "There are some discrepancies with that justification. You don't
obey even a stronger rule, so why would you obey that one? Do you?" He
said "I do." Red glow behind him. Don, jumped a little. I said "There
are other things that are listed as abominations, such as eating pork.
Do you obey that one?" He struggled a little. I said "And against
shellfish. Do you eat them? I, and other people, know you eat them, and
you've done it even in your Church. It would be foolish of you to deny
it." He said "Yes I have, but Jesus said it was alright." I said "No he
didn't. Paul did. So it's in the Bible two ways. Paul went against what
God said. Who is right?" He said "But Jesus was God!" I said "God is
perfect. Do you agree?" He said "I do." I said "He doesn't make
mistakes. He doesn't EVER need to change his mind. Yet you are saying
he did. Explain that!" He said "I CAN'T!"
I said "You obey some commandments, and disobey some others." I said
in a big voice. "WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO CHOSE WHAT TO OBEY AND WHAT
NOT TO OBEY OF WHAT YOU BELIEVE YOUR GOD HAS COMMANDED? BY WHO'S
AUTHORITY DO YOU MAKE IT YOUR MISSION TO CAUSE OTHER PEOPLE TO VIOLATE
THE BIBLE IN THE SAME WAY?" He looked stricken, and couldn't say
anything.
I said "There is no mention in the Bible that God is against
homosexuality." He said "Huh? But it's there!" I said "No. Not against
homosexuality, which is a sexual orientation. It's only against
homosexual ACTIONS. Some homosexuals are celibate, yet you would
condemn them equally with those who do commit those acts. I see you
never thought of that. You didn't have to go to such extremes to hide
who you are. Yes, I know. I feel emotions, remember? That includes
sexual attractions." He sobbed in anguish. I moved to hug him, and his
bodyguards tried to stop me. I ignored them behind my shield. They
couldn't touch us. I hugged the Pastor with all my love, glowing, and
he relaxed. I moved back to my chair.
I said "One of my biggest regrets is writing that in the Bible. Yes,
as Daniel, I wrote all that is in it, up to where the Book of Daniel
starts. The people who are in the Books of their name, didn't write
them, which was a common practice in those times. I wrote all that to
encourage my people to go back to the promised land after I helped free
them in Babylon and Persia. Those abominations were all about
cleanliness and health, and getting along with people, not about
religion, but it was written that way to make people obey them for
their own good. Well, we didn't know what caused diseases, then, but we
did notice that clean people got sick less often. God didn't write the
Bible. Men did, to rule other men. It's as simple as that. And it's
been deliberately constructed by the Romans to help them rule, and
mistranslated often, so it's a wonder that any of it is in any way
accurate. But Moses, and many others in the Old Testament, were real. I
should know, because as Daniel, I wrote about my past lives I saw in my
dreams. Some were more accurate than others. I remember them all now,
with total recall. I was commanded to free Tibet. That wasn't the first
time in my lives I was given a command to free a people, and had my
hair turn white, and my skin glow."
I said "Jesus was real. I knew him. Some of the best of what he said
has been lost, which I have given to people, in an odd roundabout way,
who have chosen to not make it public. Still, what is in the Bible
today shows how great he was. Follow his ideals, and you too can be
great in spirit and deed. Love your neighbor as yourself. Turn the
other cheek. Be charitable. Be good for yourself, and for others. And
you should really do something about your temper." He had to giggle.
Then he straightened himself up, and said, "I have an announcement to
make. I was against homosexuals and homosexuality because I was against
that in myself. I felt unbearable shame for what I was, and more, what
I did. Yes, I had sex with men. I have to admit it. Lying is wrong!" I
said "That took a LOT of courage to admit what you did. I'm VERY proud
of you, and I'm so proud to know you, I don't know how to say." He shed
some tears. I said "God made homosexuals the way they are. Does anybody
think he meant his own creations to be persecuted? Absolutely not! Not
for ANY human being!"
I said to the Pastor, "How do you feel now?" He said "I feel free!
Like a big weight was lifted from my shoulders!" I said "BIG
shoulders!" He laughed with real humor. I said "I actually thought
about humongous, but didn't say it because you might have thought I was
insulting you." He said "I might have, before. It's strange, but I feel
a peace I've never felt before. It's something like love." I said "When
you don't hate yourself, you can love a whole lot more." In a big
voice, I said, "I KNOW, FOR I AM LOVE." I stood and glowed, and wrapped
all on the church and surroundings in my love. Then I sat down and
said, "Er, sorry about that. I get a little carried away when I talk
about love. That went to the whole area." He said "Don't be sorry!" I
said like I was arrogant, "I'll decide what I want to be sorry about!"
Then I had to grin, and he laughed. I said "Joy and humor are closely
related to love." He said "I feel that. But about all this, who will
believe you and me?" I said "Turn around. On the wall behind you. That
little globe is a lie detector." He said "Wow!" I said "I really do
hear that a lot." He laughed. I said "You can keep it as my gift, or
destroy it, but it can't be turned off." He said "I don't know how to
thank you. For everything!" I said "Yes you do. Be real. Be good.
Love."
I said to Don, "Didn't we miss some commercial breaks?" He grinned
and said, "We sure did! Let's go to one now." I said with a sigh, "Now
I have to do your job, too?" He and the crew laughed. The Pastor said,
"I think I know why. They wanted to see you in action. Real action." I
said "As opposed to fake action?" He laughed, and said, "You know what
I mean." I said "Yes, I do, and I think you're right. Or they could
just have been frozen in horrified fascination." Don said "I think some
of that, too. Wow!" The Pastor and I grinned at each other. I said
"I'll tell you a little something. When I was young, in this life and
my last one, I wanted to be bisexual, so I could have more special
friends to choose from, than just being one way. Both times I was
severely disappointed to find out I was straight. Almost as
disappointed in this life to be white." He said "What!" I said "Until I
was changed, I was the whitest anybody could be who wasn't an albino.
More than in any of my past lives. Like some frightened ghost. I burned
almost instantly in the sun. I really disliked that! I was envious of
my dark skin friends. I'm much happier with the change. Still, could be
darker, though. Much more practical." Don said "You're really full of
surprises!" I said, wiggling my eyebrows, "It's been said I'm full of a
lot of things." They laughed. Don said "Your comment about not being
dark skinned went over live on air." I said "Doesn't matter. Truth is
truth." Don said "We're out of time. This has been very interesting."
The Pastor laughed. Don said "Thank you both for allowing us to be
present in this meeting." Len said "Off air."
I said "You know your life is going to change more than it already
has." He said "I know. I might lose my job, and be an outcast, but I
will be who I really am, and that's what matters the most." I said
"Here is a list of organizations who might help you in some ways. If
you need to contact them, tell them I said so. They might have er,
heard of me." They all laughed. I said "Notoriety can and should be
used for good. That's the only reason I allowed it to happen. I'm not
going to waste it." He nodded. I said "I think I should help them pack
up." I picked up some heavy equipment like it didn't weigh anything and
walked to the door. The Pastor said "Wow! You're strong!" I turned and
said, "I thought I was Stephen." He managed not to laugh, and said, "I
really mean it. I don't know if I could lift those things like that,
and I'm strong, myself. Just how strong are you?" I said "Wait a
minute, and I'll be back." I brought the loaned equipment to the
affiliate's truck, and ported a steel bar to me, and I went back
inside.
I said "Here, see of you and your er, big friends can bend this steel
bar." All three tried, and couldn't. I said "Don, do you think I can
bend it?" He said "Yes. I've seen you work out. Amazing!" Len and the
crew nodded. I took off my top and undershirt, and built up my muscles.
I took the bar and said, "This is strength of the body only. No special
abilities, which would be unfair." I held the bar out in front of me,
and with a great silent scream, building up my Ki, I poured it into my
arms and shoulders, and bent it almost in half. Then I gave it to the
astounded Pastor, saying, "Careful of the middle. It might be a little
hot from the bend." I shook my shoulders a little, and let my enlarged
muscles relax. They were all saying their wows. A camera man said, "Got
it." I nodded to him. I had turned so he could get a good angle.
I said "A strong and disciplined body can help create and maintain a
strong and disciplined mind. I work out at least two hours a day." I
ported my shirts back on, which almost caused some wows. One of the
Pastor's men whispered in his ear that he had seen what CNN had showed
of my fighting skills at Shaolin. I nodded agreement to that. That man
said to me, "How could you hear that?" I said "I hear in a lot of ways,
with special talents, but I try to avoid violating people's privacy. I
can't avoid that with my regular hearing, which is extra sensitive. It
runs in my family, and I can't turn it off. I hear extra high pitches,
too. I can hear a dog whistle, but they really can't cary a tune." They
laughed. I said "Came in handy, when I could hear what an alien had to
say, when nobody else could." I saw the Pastor was confused. I said
"Here is a card of my appearances on TV. Then you will know a little
more about me. More than you might want to." He grinned and said, "I
want to already."
I said to him, "Friend?" He said "Oh God, yes!" I said "I agree. It's
what God wants for all. I have to get on home. Len, call me when you
want transportation back. Maybe we should do this again some time.
Well, if any apposing person can scrape up the courage after this."
They laughed. I bowed, and ported home. Rose said "Well done!" Hawk
said, "Not like I think we expected, though." Chad said "I thought you
would have named his rent-boys." I said "I didn't want to embarrass
them. REALLY didn't, so I worked it the other way. Instead, he had a
pair o'doxies to play with." Some groans and pokes for the pun, but
with love.
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