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Stephen's Secure Blog #422
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 22 in this story, in Fall of year 13 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #422 "Nagindra Classes"
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I sent a viewpoint to Sanamhee at his office, and said in his ear.
"This is Stephen, and only you can hear this. Your boss has authorized
your home to be spied on, and they are installing the equipment now. If
you want to communicate to me now, I'll read what you write." He wrote
"They suspect?" I said "No, just intensely curious, not realizing they
can't learn much that way. If you want to really mess with their minds,
you could squirt electricity into the equipment, burning it out, and
tell them you had to investigate the smoke, after you were
experimenting with energy flows. And if they wanted to know what you
were doing, they should join you there. Make the er, insert bad names
here, really embarrassed." He really struggled not to laugh. I said
"Good effort." He almost strangled. I said "I'll see you later. Be
good. Well, except to them." He choked again. The next day he told the
Supreme leader in a meeting, just what I had suggested. He might have
enjoyed that a little too much, but the Leader didn't notice.
I called for a meeting of the Nagindra Empire alien Guardians. I
played for them all my recent encounters, and they had the expected
reactions. Ronalda, who had become their de facto leader, said, "You
turned one, and not even intentionally! This is unexpected. Our
children may not need to work so hard when their time comes." I said "I
took the opportunities that were presented to me, and ran with them.
Any of you would have done the same. The critical next step is his
first recruit, and how he will respond to discovering who's behind it."
She said with a grin, "You will manage the situation to make it just
what you and we need." I said "That's easy to say. Not so easy to do,
and there will be many more opportunities for disaster to happen." She
said "If they do, you will find a way around them." I said, "If there
is, and if I survive the frustration of you saying all that." They
laughed well.
One morning, Sanamhee was asked by the Leader of Transportation if he
could visit him at home that evening, for a discussion. They did.
Shofech looked around nervously. Sanamhee said "We aren't being spied
on." He told him what he had done, and they both laughed. Shofech said,
after they sat, "You've changed. I think I've noticed it more than the
others, because my emotion sense is stronger. He was in your mind. Did
he change you?" He said "No. I would have noticed it. But the
experience did. What I said then, and what I reported later, is as true
and accurate as I could make it. ALL of it. And I didn't leave anything
out. You know I'm telling you the truth. I can feel it." Shofech
nodded, and said, "Yes. This means our days are numbered. Who he is,
who feels love like that, won't let us continue to kill children. I
can't stomach that, myself. Can I be honest with you?" He said, very
gently, "Feel the truth of what I say. You can trust me with anything
you tell me in confidence. I will not reveal it, even to my death."
Shofech had tears, and almost said wow. Then he said, "I don't like who
I am, who I've become." He said "I do." Shofech said in surprise, "What
do you mean?" He said "I like who you've become. Now." Shofech said
"Oh!" He said "I agree that our days are numbered. Not necessarily
personally. When things change, people will still be needed to manage
things in the new way, for a time. We can be among those people."
Shofech said "But our crimes?" He said "We may suffer for them. If we
do, we do. But if our change is recognized? There is hope. But really,
that's not so important. To me, what's most important is our people and
who we are, and that we don't become extinct." Shofech said "I agree.
What can we do about it?"
Sanamhee said, "What we can do about it first, is learn. Stephen gave
us a lot of information we can use to better ourselves, and to protect
ourselves from our fellow Adepts. I've been working on that. Would you
like to join me in that exploration?" They both wanted that, and really
did it. After two weeks of three evenings a week, Shofech said, "The
more I think of it, the more I have to believe Stephen is rescuing our
Adept children. We know he can, therefore he would. I have to like
that. What do you think, San?" He said "I agree. Do you think we should
ask him?" Shofech said "How? Can you?" San said, "I can't. At least I
think I can't. But if he is rescuing our children, being who he is,
wouldn't he be watching for such as we, to be like this?" They both
looked around. I said in the air, "I heard my name, and I have to say,
you do look a little funny, looking around like that." They had to
laugh in surprise. I said "May I visit as an image? My aura would be a
little too noticed by the really wrong people." San said, "Please!" I
popped into view, and said, "The answer to your question isn't needed.
Nor would I give it, causing you to lie to others who might question
you." Shofech said "I understand. We must be careful." I said "You have
both changed, and some have noticed, but those who have noticed the
most, are those who would most agree with you. Tell me why." They
thought some, and San said, "Because the most abusive of Adapts, pay
the least attention to their emotion sense?" Shofech said, "It has to
be that, or they couldn't do all the bad they do to others. Hmm,
interesting way of teaching." I said "My most loved title, through my
last three incarnations, is The Master Teacher. Not that I actually
like titles." They nodded. I nodded to San.
He said to Shofech, "This isn't Stephen's first visit here." Shofech
grinned, and said, "The Master Teacher couldn't resist you!" San
grinned back, and said, "I didn't think of it that way before, but I
have to agree, because I feel the urge to share what I've learned,
myself." I said "Now that you are two, we can do some things in
training that require more than one. The inventory. You know it as
inspection, but there is much more to it than you are currently aware.
Do you agree to allow me, and each other, to do it to you?" They did,
and I joined each one in inventorying the other, and showing them what
to look for and where, and what it all meant. They had a lot of wows,
and not just for what they learned, but for what they felt about me,
too.
I said "If there were rescued children, do you think I would have
told them about you?" They both had some tears. San said, "Our alien
secret Adepts should be told, if you agree." Shofech looked in surprise
at him. San said "It's logical they are there. Stephen said only we
have Adepts in the open and ruling. He's VERY careful with what he says
and doesn't say. If we listen to that very carefully, we can learn a
lot that others might miss, which both ways, I think he intends." I
said "And not mention that." They grinned. I said "You are going to
have a difficult life here, trying to conceal who you've become. More
of this, and it will show in your auras that you are more advanced than
the others, who might not react with loving friendship at that." San
said, "But we should stay to help, and help in the change." I said
"Actually, you ARE the help. You ARE the change. It starts with you,
little by little. Just by being who you are, you change the people you
are with, even if that's too little to measure. But it grows, and those
you change, will change others. You know you risk your lives, and more,
in this." Shofech said, "We should. We've done too much bad to entirely
escape the consequences." I said "Don't lose hope. You both have
changed more than any of my associates thought could be possible. That
ANYBODY could, who have followed the path you did." They had some wows,
and tears.
I said "You have humor now. You smile. You have fun. Your
intelligence has increased. The other Leaders will notice and wonder at
all that. Before they ask, tell them why. It's because you are learning
more about your abilities, and yourselves, and you really enjoy it, and
you are very glad to have the opportunity to do it." They laughed, and
said, "Like offering candy to a baby!" I said "A BIG ornery baby,
though, so be careful. Think, and plan ahead. I'll leave you now, to
your practice and thinking." San said "How can we contact you?" I said
"I'll have a light watch on you that will react if you say my name."
Shofech said "How do you do that?" I said "With our mentally operated
tech, we can see and hear anything in the galaxy we want to, and we can
divide up our minds into many individual independent compartments,
which can be programmed like computers. You can say it now." They said
"Wow!" And they laughed. I bowed, and wrapped them in my love, to
Shofech's utter surprise, and cut off the projection.
Two weeks later, in my next visit, I showed them, and there were
three then, how to resist attacks on their energy centers, and they
practiced that a lot. I chose that subject at that time, because it
requires and reenforces trust among those doing it. Two more weeks, and
they had some of their department staff Adepts with them. Then the
Supreme Leader called most of them in to discuss it, one by one, San
last. They all told the truth about their new knowledge and practicing,
and even demonstrated some of it, but didn't mention that I was
involved. The SL was impressed, and at the end, he said to San, "I
can't help feeling threatened by your new abilities, but not by your
ambition. You have shown increasingly less interest in fulfilling your
duties as the Leader of the Military. Please explain." San said "This
is so much more interesting and fulfilling, and there is much joy and
satisfaction in learning and teaching. I feel better, personally. I
don't know how else to explain it. Join us! I think you'll like it more
than you think possible." He said "You do look like that, and healthier
than I've ever seen you, and I feel that you are being honest. I would
suspect you of being taken over by Stephen, but the others say and feel
the same, who had no contact with him." San said, "I think he would
actually avoid changing us, with his principles. Any change we
experience should come from within ourselves. One thing I should
emphasize. I know this as fact. He is unable to lie. I know it from
when he was talking to me from inside my brain. That condition was
obvious. And I know this from my own studies. If I lie, I am less able
to use some of my new learning. The others of us have noticed this,
too." He looked surprised, and said, "So, soon you won't be able to
lie?" San said, "I don't know, but I don't know if that is really a bad
thing. What have I to lie about?" The SP was completely taken aback.
Then he surprised San, with, "The killing of Adept potential children
will stop. Stephen is correct. I, we, won't live forever. We should
think of the future, and arrange for our successors. And to be
completely honest, I never liked it." San said, softly, "I wouldn't
want to be in the same room with somebody who DID like it." SL said
"Are we growing soft?" San said, "I think, just wiser." SL said "So
Stephen IS changing us." San said, "WE are changing us, just as we
always do. Life is change. He just woke us up a little. We discovered
we aren't the best in the universe. And we are more aware now, of the
matters of the spirit. And we have met somebody who we can admire
without reservation, and that is very liberating. Mostly, what I know
is, I am NOT complaining!" SL thought for a while, and said, "Valid
points. There is a problem. Vanch has been at me about you and your
group." San said, "The Leader of the Police would feel that way, after
his failure to spy on me. He won't accept that it was totally
unnecessary. He can join us. In fact, I have to turn off everything but
the phone, to risk damaging anything while we are practicing.
Inconvenient, but less than replacing things."
Creating another surprise, SL said, "Do you think he's watching us?"
San said "I think he can see anything anywhere he wants to, but would
he want to? And then, why? I don't know if he's watching us right now.
What do you think?" He said "It's good tactics to watch an enemy, but
to him, I have the impression that he doesn't consider anybody his
enemy. And he said he wouldn't act against us if we didn't attack
another empire. If he came to like you when you met him, he might check
up on you at times, but I don't know if he would let you know and
report it. If he is looking at us here and now, I have mixed feelings
about that. I suspect he already knows all about us, even more than we
know about ourselves, and I have some embarrassment about that. Shame,
actually, and I don't like those feelings." San said, "I'm sorry for
the way this might sound, but that's the point of us having those
feelings. We aren't supposed to like them." The SL had to laugh, and
said to the surprised San, "Yes. I found that strangely funny, that I
was acting like a baby, in not understanding simple feelings."
The Supreme Leader said, "A replacement for Vanch. Somebody from
Military Intelligence, maybe." San said, "I have a candidate in mind.
I'll send you his file. He's dedicated, and a hard worker. And he has a
sense of humor." SL said "I'm just now realizing the value of that."
San said "But what do we actually DO about Vanch? He can bring us down
very easily, even without his official powers." SL said, musingly, "If
only a corpse would attack him." Then they stared at each other in
surprised wonder, and said together, "No, he wouldn't!" San said "But
it does have it's own humor in a strange way. Still, it doesn't really
make any difference what or who causes it. What if we, you and I, and
my students, try to influence the cause of that, with our own strong
wishes?" He said "Yes. What have we to lose by that experiment? Let's
try, with us now." They did that. Then San said "We'll do it at our
next meeting, too." SL said "Good. I'll let it be known that I support
what you are doing, in that all knowledge is valuable. I can't study
with you now, but I hope to, when such a thing won't diminish my
authority with other people." They ended the meeting. I updated the
other Guardians and Zander. Almost week later, I, as a rotting corpse,
squirted Vanch, who had a nervous breakdown because of it, or what
looked like it, via some deep commands, and was rendered ineffective as
an enemy of anybody.
In other activities, the director and I finished work on all three of
the Nagindra movies. Confidential test audiences loved them, and had
almost no suggestions for improvement. I made the ads, and we presented
them to the distributor, who after viewing them, jumped at the chance
to make a fortune with them, and at the same terms as before, including
the ads. But there was something different. The president said to me in
a meeting, which also included the director and Chad, "These look like
said "There are some archeologists working on sites now, that could
show some evidence which will support the truth. Yes, those movies are
real events. Those are NOT actors, but real people who were actually
living and dying, 25,000 years ago. No, there is no present danger from
the aliens who took them. They died off a long time ago, and the
Nagindra have their own star empire now." He said "Wow!" I said
"Absolutely." He said "Do they know about us?" I said "A little, which
they learned from some people they captured from the Confed. By
torture. They REALLY know about me now, after I made them feel that.
Well, they're not nice people. I'm er, encouraging them to improve."
Chad said to him, "That's alright. You can pity them." He laughed. He
said "We'll start the promos at once, and schedule the release of the
first one just after Thanksgiving." They did, and it was a monster
success, which the director didn't mind at all. Instant Oscar buzz
again. And conflicts with that. The Academy doesn't like to give Oscars
to the same person too close together. I don't care.
There has been some success with the global warming initiative. Cars
using my patents for energy management are already on coming on the
market, and selling well. I said to Chad, "My solar tech could use a
little chemical engineering help with some steps in manufacturing." He
said "Push!" I gave him the info, and said, "And after you solve that,
tell Rod to set up a gigantic plant in the States, which Jan should
give unlimited funding to, and design and have all kinds of
applications of that on the market by late spring, when the patent is
filed, with both our names on it." He said, "Right. I'll get to work."
He stood and ported to one of his labs, and started yelling at his
assistants, who grinned a lot. So did we.
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