Stephen's Secure Blog #387
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 #387 "Gallery Alien Sports"
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There was a lot of buzz about what I said in the CNN show. Some of
that were pleas for me to stop the love broadcasts so I could live
longer. That might have been the cause of the rush on my store in New
York. I had to make a lot more stock. There were demands for art of our
Posintan competitions. I decided to have another gallery event. Before
that, Fox aired our Laser Tag competitions. A big ratings hit. Made Fox
VERY happy, which their president told us. Then Chad had an idea. Our
match against ourselves on pay per view. He did it sneaky, asking Fox
to arrange it, for a percentage of the take, and for airing it on their
main network a month later. They jumped at it like a fish to a hook set
up by a master baiter. Well, it did get a laugh when I said that to
Chad.
I called Len, and said, "We were double teamed. Extra people only
after approval. No more surprises, or I don't show. Got it?" He said
"Got it. Last minute request and decision. I apologize. A trip to that
planet? Seriously?" I said "Sure. There are problems to work out with
that, though. Normally, we would have to arrive by spaceship, because
the general population doesn't know I can port, and I don't want them
to know. But then, I don't want Earth people to know we have
spaceships. Governments would demand to have them, and they couldn't
understand how they work or operate them, worse than the Van ships. We
can't just show up on Posintan mysteriously. They have a VERY effective
government, and we are very noticeable and popular. I would have to set
it up with their government in secret. Then there are time zone
considerations. I think you would rather be there when there is
something good to see, live. Then there is obtaining permission to
record. Your equipment is very bulky and primitive by their standards,
and might not even be allowed. Also, unlike some other planets, I don't
have a house there."
He said "Can you bring any of them here to be interviewed?" I said
"Out of the question. I would NOT support causing them to violate their
beg?" I said "Perceptive." He laughed. I said "I kind of, sort of, a
little, er, own a planet. No intelligent life there in residence. I
built some things there. An er, entire city, actually. I could take you
there, and invite some of my offworld students to visit us." He shouted
would be a live hookup, just like it was in Tibet. Warmer, though. And
my house is MUCH bigger there." He said "When can we do that?" I said
"If we do the usual Saturday after love broadcast the next time, it
will be daytime there on the planet. There is going to be one problem,
though, with the public." He said "What is that?" I said "How will they
know it's really a different planet? No stars visible in the daytime,
and no unusual animals or plants in the city. In fact, the whole world
doesn't have large animals. That's one of the reasons why I chose it,
and that location for the city. Absolutely no danger to people, and
weather Southern California only wishes they had." He chuckled, and
said, "I see what you mean, but the aliens would make it real enough."
I said "Gravity is a little less than Earth. If you bring something to
measure it, that might offer some more proof, oh, and the color of the
sun, too." He said "I'll check on that, and get back to you." I said
"Won't exactly be a surprise." He laughed.
Len said "We are being pressured to ask you questions I don't think
you want to have asked. I told my bosses that we have to be careful
with you, or we could turn the whole world against us, and that right
now we have you exclusively for news, and that WOULD change if we
pushed too hard. You already have a good relationship with Fox now. I
told them you would disclose more and more as time goes by, at your own
pace, for your own good reasons." I said "Good, because that's true. I
don't like keeping secrets. I plan to reveal as much as I can which
won't hurt good things." He said "I said as much. Would you like to
meet with them?" I said "No. They are likely to do something I would
have to act on, against them, and then have to advance my relationship
with Fox. I like you and Don, as people, and as good and responsible
journalists. I would like what we are doing to keep going as it is as
much as possible. I can give you some hooks to use, though. Some people
have accused some politicians of bad things. Bring an accuser to the
show in person, and I'll tell you if they are lying. If you would like
my opinion on particular actions and policies of candidates or
officials, I might tell you. Just don't ask me to investigate crimes.
But off the record, I might feed some info to the FBI."
He said "Have you done that before?" I said "REALLY off the record?"
He said "Unfortunately, alright, yes." I said "I set up an office there
in my last life, for my group. It's still in use." He said "Wow! Should
I assume you've done that in other democratic countries as well?" I
said "Good assuming. But we don't investigate crimes they are involved
in, or interrogate criminals there. We provide psychological services
and employee evaluations. However, when any of my group encounters a
crime that we then get involved in, we coordinate with the relevant
agencies. They rarely object." He laughed, and said, "I'm not
surprised!" I said "Well, there were some er, learning situations." He
laughed some more, and said, "You scared the pants off them!" I said
"Close." More laughter. We said our goodbyes.
Rose and I greeted our gallery visitors at the door. There were no
incidents. When they were all in, I went to the stage, and Hawk rang
the chimes. I said "I see you've noticed our no bell surprise." Some
loud laughs and groans. I said "Well, it was chime for a change." More
groans. I said "Tough crowd." Hawk said, "Tenderize them?" I said "Hmm,
food for thought." He said "If you chews two." Louder groans, and then
some laughter. I said "Only two?" He said "Right. And left." More
groans. I said "Sounds like Chad raised the prices." Laughter. I said
"We have similar things that we've had before with less groans."
Chuckles. I said "This time, I've added things from my competitions
offplanet, and yes, now you know those aliens in my art are real, if
not particular persons, even though some of them I know are very
particular. Also, there are some things from my past lives. We will be
doing the love switching like last time, for those who want it, and
with a new option. Rose can replace or add her love to any object in
the love section. If she looks a little odd right now, it's probably
because she didn't know I was going to say that. I expect to have an
interesting time about that after the event." Laughter. Hawk was almost
hysterical with laughter. I said "Well, we know what my brother in law
thinks of that." Louder laughter. I said "Please spend all your money
to help Tibet, and to help in my marital relations. Nothing succeeds
like success!"
I went out to mingle with the people. Our usual special guests were
there. PBS said "Thank you for all you've done to help us with our
Tibet project. It's almost ready to score. Will you do it?" I said "If
you want me to." He said "Absolutely!" I said "Let me know when, and
I'll meet with the team." He said "Will you be doing another pledge
week?" I said "I don't think so. Childcare. Rose is the only one who
can do the er, feeding, so I do most of what happens at the other end.
Wouldn't have time for that while doing pledge duties." He said "I
understand." A woman said, "I'm a science fiction and fantasy writer.
I've never met anybody before who's actually lived that life!" I said
"Er, I have." She looked confused. I said "Other people have had alien
encounters, and right here on Earth." She said "But they weren't
heroes, worthy of having books about them." I said "History is long.
Some were real heroes, and VERY worthy of notoriety." She said "Oh.
Would you tell me who they were?" I said "Well, there are Betty and
Barney Hill." She said "It really happened?" I said "It did." She said
"Wow!" I said "Qualifies for that." She chuckled. She said "In history,
will you be telling us who they are, or be writing about them?" I said
"Yes. Some, I already have. Might be published someday." She said "Did
anything like that happen to you in a past life?" I said "If you're not
an investigative reporter, you might want to try that career." She
laughed, and felt complemented. She said "You haven't answered my
question." I said "I knew that before you did." She looked frustrated.
Paolo came to us and said to her, "You won't get more from him than
he wants to give. Lord knows, we've tried." She laughed, and nodded. I
did the introductions. I wandered off while they talked with each
other. The professor from Yale came up to me, and said, "The
excavations in the Northwest are going well, during better weather.
Tell me, will we ever find evidence of the er, event?" I said "Not
presently. You know there is a movie series in the works, after some
books about that?" She said "No I didn't. More of your preparing the
way?" I nodded. She said "I see. After they show, then." I said "There
isn't much. Could easily be overlooked." She said "Sure." We smiled at
each other. She said "And earlier? Anything of that?" I said "Actually,
more than a little. Accessibility and interpretation are problems.
Maybe insurmountable." She said "Will you?" I said "Will be a long
while for that. Decision might be left to others." She nodded, with a
little tear.
She said "As I suspected, your aliens here are real." I said "Too
smart for me." She laughed. One asked her why she laughed at the
complement. Probably because he couldn't figure out the rest of our
conversation. She said to him, "Because he's a hundred times smarter
than anybody in the galaxy." I said "Wait a minute. I don't think a
hundred." She said "Fifty?" I said "Sorry, but my intelligence isn't
something that can be measured, because it's so different, and managed
in so many ways." She said "Basically, at your least managed." I said
"In IQ, the number would be so large as to be meaningless. But I see
you need something. After me, the most intelligent person I know of has
an IQ of about 256. One of my students who I think might not have
realized it was that high. Our training improves it. Mine is about 24
times higher, now." We heard a big wow. I said "That was Hawk." The
professor laughed. The man said, "What do you DO with all that
intelligence?" I said "It's a big galaxy out there. I watch a lot of
it. Here in Earth, I manage the bombing reviews, and every cm of
Tibet's border. And I'm always making art, some of which requires a LOT
of calculation. And writing books and papers. And learning. And talking
too much." The professor laughed.
Sharon came up to us and said, "And he does the display illustrations
in the Smithsonian, and other museums." The professor said "Slight
hesitation there. Were you thinking lessor museums than your own?"
Sharon looked embarrassed, and said, "Well, yes." They both laughed. A
man came over and said, "Peabody, too." I said "Yes. Got a club going
here." Some chuckles. I wandered around some more, and they let me.
One came up to me, and said, "You don't look like much of a fighter."
I said with a smile, "Good." That really unsettled him. Hawk laughed
loudly. I explained, "Surprise is a valuable asset. Why give away to
your opponent what you can do, before you need to?" He nodded, and
said, "True. I apologize." I said "Accepted." He said "But why don't I
feel your Chi?" I said "Because if I let it loose, all here would be
affected by it." He said "It's that strong? Wow!" I said "Yes, that,
too." He smiled. He said "What style?" I smiled wider, and said, "All
of them." He looked really surprised. I said "Past lives, remember?" He
said "Oh!" I nodded. I said "Only you can hear this. If you would like
to see the effects of my Chi and a real fight on another planet I
haven't made public yet, and agree to have a command implanted so that
you can't discuss it with another until I do make it public, nod
twice." He lost no time in doing that. I said "Right front jacket
pocked has a Yin Yang stone pendant. It will only work for you. Put it
to your forehead to read it." He gave me his thanks, and wandered off.
I saw him read it, and his reaction, which made Hawk laugh again. It
was the fight on Tsuriss.
I wandered around some more. A woman came to me, and said, "Do you do
large sculptures?" I said with a grin, "Does a whole large Monastery
count? A Ruby Bridge? The rotating Wheel of Life?" She laughed, and
said, "I really sounded stupid! I suppose you do make them. Would you
be willing to do one on commission?" I said "I have in the past. My
first large actual sculpture in this life, after the Emerald Buddha in
DC, is in the central square of the planet that hosts the Galactic
Council. Very frustrating working with governments." She said "Wow!
Would you show me? Er, us?" I said "Ah! Generous." She laughed
embarrassedly. I said "It's too big to show it here full size. Here is
a large miniature of it." I extended my Ki, and caused people to move
away from us. Then I ported a one meter cube replica of my light
sculpture. The crowd noticed. I announced what it was. I said to the
woman, "Touch two sides at the same time." She did, and the light
turned on. I said "Again." It changed. I said "It will change every
time it's touched that way. The light you see is just light. The
lettering is the word 'welcome' in a lot of different languages,
including some from Earth, which lights up in the dark. The original
one in the square is a four meter cube. Against that wall, I'll put a
live image of it, reduced a little to fit. It looks really beautiful at
night, in my admittedly biased opinion." There were a lot of wows, and
nice comments.
She said "Why don't we have one of those on Earth?" I said "We really
should, to show them someday when we reach the stars, that we belong
there with them, because we have good things in common, but it can't
happen in America, or most other countries. The science of how it works
is unknown here, just like there. Governments here couldn't certify
it's harmless, and somebody is bound to sue me for it. I've done
similar things in Tibet, where they really appreciate my work." She
said "On the other world, they didn't object to not knowing how it
works?" I said "They haven't. They know it's harmless, and they are
rather proud to have it." Rose yelled out, "Proud to have the only
monument in the GC of the most famous and respected artist they know
of. And to have the exclusive rights to the miniatures their museum is
selling." I said "That was for three years. Expired now." She said
"Right. Other planets are asking for their own copies. I told them you
weren't interested." I said "Right. Thanks. Here's what the museum is
selling." I ported a little one to my hand, and turned it on. I said
"They have it in different price ranges and materials. Big seller.
Money goes to charity." Rose yelled out, "More reasons why they love
and respect him." I said "Rose, please." She made a rude noise, and
that caused a lot of laughter.
The woman said "Would you sell that miniature here to me?" I said "I
don't want to be the cause of your death." That shocked some, and
caused some others to nod in awareness, which she noticed. I said "If
said "What I make for outside of Tibet on Earth, won't have any unusual
science in it. I see your question. Putting love in an object is
something anybody can do. I just do it a faster and much stronger. Call
it intentional psychometry, that anybody can read. Back to your
original question; yes, I can make large sculptures, and have done it
on commission, but I don't know if I would have the time or inclination
to go through that tortuous approval process again. You know how I feel
now. Think about it, and contact me if you think we can work something
out." She said "Thank you. I will." I removed all the light block
things.
I went up to the stage, and announced the love exchange. We had some
takers, and some asked for Rose's love too, and alone. I liked that,
which she knew. One customer dropped her sculpture. I caught it with a
4th hand, and said to her, "Please hold out your hand, and I'll put it
back in it." She did, and almost dropped it again. I said "Would you
rather I ported it to your home, for you?" She said "Yes, please. Much
safer. Thank you!" I said "Whisper your address under your breath, and
I'll hear it. Well, privacy is good." She really appreciated that, and
did it, and I said, "On your kitchen counter." I announced, "I offer
this service to all who want it. That way you can drop my things in
private." Some laughter. I did that service for some.
At the close of the event, I said, "It has been the custom to have
something of a musical nature to end the event. The last time was very
different. This time I would like to do something else I have never
done before. Hawk and I will do a martial arts sequence to original
music. This is real, with no abilities but martial skill and training.
We will actually be hitting each other, but we won't be hurt. We could
never do that to anybody. That doesn't preclude thinking about it
occasionally, though." Some laughter. Hawk came out in one of our brown
Tibet school uniforms. We cleared the stage. We assumed our positions.
The music started when we did. We really did beat each other up, using
all kinds of spectacular techniques. We were back in position the
second the music ended. There was a lot of applause. Rose joined us,
and we bowed, and I said the usual blessing, and glowed, and we three
gave them our love, which they could feel came from all three of us. I
ported us to the back. Hawk returned to direct the shutdown. We didn't
invite any guests to stay later, to their disappointment.
Back home, Rose said to me, "Thank you. I was annoyed you didn't ask
me, but I think I would have said no if you had. I'm glad you didn't.
Giving such happiness is not something to miss. I'm very glad for you
that you can do so much of it." Hawk was looking at us, and then said,
"I see I didn't know nearly as much about you, Stephen, as I thought I
did. What it means to be you. Wow!" Rose and I nodded. He said
"Something else, too. The chicken and the egg conundrum. How much of
the creation of a Buddha, is caused by acting the part?" I said "How
much, would vary with the individual, but I'm sure it's there." He said
"But that no bell surprise, I didn't see coming!" We had to laugh.
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