Stephen's Secure Blog #385
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 Winter of year 10 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #385 "CNN About Matt and Bart"
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The January first love broadcast went as it usually did, including
healing. There is talk about an Oscar for two of the movies I scored,
for my music and other things. I have more respect from the Islamic
people. Nobody wanted to challenge me in person for what I said and did
that affected them. Disappointing, but not a big surprise. Sol is doing
fine, and is talking. We're not sure just what language he's using,
though. Srinoy is teaching academics in our universities in Tibet, and
in our school in DC. There have been no real complaints about how young
he is, because after they meet him, nobody can dream of doing anything
to hurt him or make him feel sad. Even before they see him in action in
martial arts class. He feels embarrassed about it. His friends think
it's funny. That doesn't help his embarrassment. We think that's funny,
too.
The after love broadcast CNN show was with Don. Before airtime, he
said, "Your last show without me. Something unusual happened." I said
"Absolutely! One time, instead of wow, he said amazing." He chuckled.
He said "Does this mean you don't want to talk about it?" I said
"You're getting sharp in your old age. Yes. You don't need my comments.
More, would be inappropriate. You have the show, and his comments. I
assume he wanted to talk with you about it, on a personal level which
you never had with him before." He said "I almost asked how you knew
that, but I remembered how intelligent and educated you are. People
forget that, because you're so engaging." I poked around my chest, and
said, "Because I'm not a stuffed shirt?" He chuckled.
I said "But I will make a general comment about it. Everybody I meet,
I usually try to help improve in some way, usually by using a er, handy
circumstance to work from. That's what Buddhas are for; helping people
to achieve greater enlightenment. It's in the job description. I can't
not be who I am." He nodded, and said, "I expected that. Thank you for
all you do." I said "You're welcome. Well, not for the bathroom stuff,
said "Always, and never. Even so, you have all the other time in your
life you can be serious if you want to, so don't complain to me about
the few rare minutes you have with me that you are encouraged to do the
second happiest exercise." He said "The first?" I said "Doesn't work
"Close." He laughed some more. So did Len.
On air, Don said, after introductory comments, "We have received
reports that some of the autistic are showing improvement." I said
"That's great! I suspect it will be a slow thing, because they will
have to learn to use the repaired parts of their brains again. I know
this on a more than theoretical level. Would you like me to explain?"
He said "Sure. Your explanations are always good." I said "I like good.
In my first love broadcast in which curing happened, my foster brother
from my past life was cured of Alzheimer's. He didn't recover his
ability to play the guitar. That ability wasn't in the repaired part of
his brain, which had contained some memories of trained movement,
inaccurately called muscle memory. I corrected that by doing something
I had never dared to do to a person before, and it would have killed
him if he hadn't loved me more than life itself." He said "Please
continue!"
I said "It's a private thing. I would have to ask his permission." He
said "Please do, if you are willing." I said "He permits it. I
explained what I proposed to him, and said that if he resisted, it
wouldn't work, and might in fact damage his brain and maybe kill him.
He wanted me to try. I pushed my mind into his brain, and took control
of it. He almost resisted by reflex, which is normal, but stopped
himself. I was in control of his body. I used his hands to play the
guitar in different styles, which was my first time, actually, on the
instrument I had just made, making sure the memory of that went into
the right place in his brain, and stayed there. Then I withdrew my mind
from his brain. He tried playing it himself, and we discovered it
worked, and he plays very well now. I tell you, it was really weird
being in control of two bodies at once, and experiencing the world with
two sets of senses. Yes, you can say it."
He said "Wow!" I nodded. He said "You can't do it for other people?"
I said "Correct. I can't do it without the significant possibly of
harming them because of their instinctive resistance to that procedure,
which in general is a very good thing." He said "I understand. But can
others do it?" I said "My advanced students probably could, but none
have ever tried. We don't harm people." He said with interest, "How do
you know they haven't tried?" I said "For people of our abilities, we
can't risk something happening to our brains which would make us be
unreliable or lose control. Therefore, we monitor each other, with a
light mental contact that looks specifically for things like that, but
doesn't otherwise invade privacy uninvited. Except with me, being the
most powerful. I accept that I have no privacy. At least two of my
students monitor me constantly."
He said "That doesn't bother you?" I said "On the contrary, I welcome
it. I sure don't want to harm anybody in any way, even by accident.
Would YOU trust yourself completely with the power you know I have?" He
among my students, we don't have much privacy, even without the
monitoring, we who can see anything we want to in the world, without
half trying. We do our best to avoid violating the privacy of
everybody, but we are too close to each other physically and mentally
to avoid that with ourselves. So, we live with it. It's not bad,
really. A family feeling. A comfort, for we who are so different, to be
always with people who understand and love us, no matter where we are
in the galaxy." He said "Wow! Sorry. I can't avoid saying that." I said
"A muzzle?" He laughed.
We went to commercial. He said "Can we have more attempts on your
life?" I said "Right here?" He looked startled, and said, "I didn't
mean it the way I just noticed it sounded." I said "Len and Hawk are
laughing." He nodded. I said "One. Then we'll see." Back on air, he
said, "In our last show together, you told us about some of the
attempts on your life. Would you tell us about some more?" I said "I
suppose I could. I have permission for this one. I toured some Buddhist
Monasteries in China, before I did the same in Tibet. In one Monastery,
well, suppose I show it to you?" He said "Please. We're set up for that
now. Against that wall." I projected it, saying, "I added subtitles."
At the end, he said, "That's amazing!" I said "Sure was! I was never
attacked before by somebody who didn't know why he did it." He said
"No, I mean freezing time. And that was the first time you tried it,
too." I said "A lot of the abilities I have, came to me that way. I do
what I should do, and if I don't know how, I find a way. Life
threatening emergences do provide some motivation." He said "I'm sure
they do!"
He said "How did your hug help him settle with his former life?" I
said "I don't know, exactly. I just thought it would, because during my
hug with love, aggression wasn't likely to happen, giving his two sets
of memories a chance to coexist for a few seconds, and learn from each
other. Whatever, it worked, and his psionic abilities became unblocked,
and he has progressed in enlightenment, and he remembers that past life
in full, which is unusual, even for an Adept. He is a good person, and
is highly respected by those who know him." He said "Your last comment
in that video, I like very much. 'What are enemies for?' 'To make
friends of.' That has some profound meanings." I said "Well, you don't
said, "I see. Trying to avoid embarrassment again. I apologize. Will
you tell us about another attempt on your life?"
I said "You know I like to be different. So, how about a combination
from my most previous life, where I was in a real martial arts fight,
with somebody who was trying to kill me." He said excitedly, "Oh wow!
Please!" I said "I and my students had been approached to do something
bad. We went along with it to check it out, and fix the real situation.
I was fifteen, and had recently recovered from a brain injury, and had
lost my Adept psionic powers. The boss of the company who wanted to
hire us, wanted me to fight to the death with his best man, as a test.
I have changed the faces, to protect their families. I expect there
might be some discussion about it, after. Here it goes."
I projected it, and received a wow at the end. He said "Weren't you
in danger?" I said "I wasn't in any danger. He was at about the level
of a third degree black belt. I was above the belt ranking system. I
could have smashed him through the wall, from across the room, with my
Ki. Or punched right through his body. And, if I had wanted to, I could
have moved faster than he could even see. Alright, I'll say what you're
going to ask me about. Yes, I was probably the best in the world at
that time. Satisfied?" He laughed, and said, "For now, yes." I said
"And before you ask, my goal was to improve him, and impress his boss.
it worked. We corrected the bad situation, and both of them became very
good and productive people." He said "I felt safe in assuming that." I
waggled my finger at him. He said "Sorry. Embarrassed you again." I
said "And did you think that by announcing it, you helped?" He said
"Let's go to commercial.
He said "Can we have another incident from that life?" I said "Hawk
is really pushing for something that happened before that. A series of
events which led to something that is related to what happened on the
field trip you and I took recently. Please try to restrain the
embarrassing reaction. It could be bigger." He said "I can't promise
telling us another incident from that life, during the break. Please
proceed." I said "I was fourteen. We had just moved to a new home. A
friend and I had witnessed a fight outside, in which a bully tried to
get another boy to fight him. That boy new Jujitsu. I expected him to
have to defend himself with something that would be against the social
fight customs of that time and place. He did, and got jumped from
behind by a bigger boy. I made my voice sound like a police officer,
and they all froze. My friend and I helped the boy into our home, and
we became friends. My other friend and I were out jogging some days
later, when the bully approached us. I changed the names and faces.
Here it is." I played it. He laughed. I said "My friend and I discussed
what had happened, and I said the bully won't change his ways, so I
didn't really help him then, but probably could later, because when the
bully was afraid, he would come to me for help, which I had planted in
his mind with what I had said to him. Oh, I should mention that no
psionics were involved with anything I did to him."
I said "Well, he did come to me, after dark one day. Here it is." I
showed all that happened, ending just after Bart and his father left. I
said "That was the first time I bent something like that steel rod. I
don't really know why I did it, and didn't know if I could, but it just
seemed like the right thing to do." He said "Wow! It worked, too. That
was impressive." I said "That's what my father said, who had witnessed
it without being seen. I told him the bending was just to get his
attention, and it wasn't a big deal." He said "That's not what I meant.
I meant you handling of the whole situation, and at such a young age."
I said "Strange, that was something like what my father said, too. Are
you related?" He laughed, and said, "I don't think so, but I would be
VERY proud to be!" I said "I wouldn't feel too sad about it, myself."
He looked embarrassed. He said "Let's go to commercial." After we were
off, I said "It's not fair! You get to escape that way, and I don't."
He said "Darn right!" We laughed.
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