Solomon's Private File #180
These stories about Stephen and Solomon take place starting in
1950's. Stephen wrote about his life in letters to a penpal, and then
in a secure blog, in case he lost his memory again, in the master
computer in his school for gifted students, which he started attending
in 2016 in a new incarnation, until his death. Now his son Solomon is
attending the same school, and is writing in his own secure blog for
his future incarnations.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Solomon is 22 in this story, in the Fall of 2048.
Solomon's Private File #180 "Exposure?"
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I said to George, "One of our students' parents is going to expose
us." I showed him which one. He said, "You had a watch on all the
parents?" I said, "It's not that simple. Word wide detector web about
thoughts of exposing us, and other things we would need to know about."
He said, "Give!" I did. He said, "In place, with backups. I should have
thought of that. Very embarrassing." I said, "I thought of telling you,
but wasn't sure you could handle it. Forgive?" He said, "Of course. I
might not have, a year ago. Even now, your parameters are a stretch.
And so fine-tuned!"
I asked to meet with the parents. In their home, I said, "Part of the
service we provide to our students and their families, is protection
from attack, similar to what we do for loudmouth politicians. If only
we could protect the public from THEM." They laughed. I said, "If you
go public that your son is our student, he will be expelled, and you
would lose that protection when you would need it the most." He said,
"I can't believe that." I said, "So, you believe I can lie?" He was
torn by that. I said, "I'll help you a little with that. We would
protect our students with our lives. And if necessary, at the expense
of other lives. If one of us kills, he would die, too, but we would do
it. Wouldn't you sacrifice yourself for your child?" He gulped and
said, "You would kill us to stop us?" I said, "If we are exposed, there
are people who will try to kill us. Some of our younger students are
unable to port or defend themselves. If we have to kill to protect
them, who, in obvious logic, would be the optimum target, reducing the
number of subsequent necessary deaths?"
They looked sick. I said, "There is another option. If the exposure
is successful, the public will know who our students are, and where the
school is, and where our homes are. They would never leave us alone,
constantly demanding all kinds of things from us, those who don't want
infamous notoriety by killing us. We would have to leave the Earth, to
have to use the school on the planet my father set up for this
eventuality. And all our help here would end, and WE WOULD TELL THE
WORLD WHO CAUSED THAT, AND WHERE YOU ARE AT ALL TIMES. We wouldn't need
to kill you. People will be killing each other for the right to kill
YOU." He said, "You would?" I said, "Actually, we wouldn't need to. You
will do it first, in exposing yourself and us. We wouldn't have to do a
thing. You couldn't escape. Nobody will give you shelter. Lose the
healing broadcasts? BIG problems for you."
I said, "But let's take this from a different point, for a while. Why
do you want to expose us?" He said, "You're famous! We want our son to
be famous, too!" I said, "And why do you want that for him?" He didn't
answer. I said, "At least you didn't try to lie." He looked ashamed,
and his wife looked at him in dawning awareness. She hit him. I said,
"Ordinarily I would have prevented that violence, but you deserved it,
and more. Say it, or I will say it in a way you REALLY don't want to
hear." He sighed, and said, "I wanted to be famous. To use him." I
said, "You can't. You try it, and you will be one of the most infamous
villains in all history. Is that the kind of fame you want?" He said,
"But you're famous!" I said, "It's a tool I use to get things done. We
can't help people mysteriously, or they will panic. My parents made me
a public person, and I have to live with that curse all my life. Yes,
it's a curse! I can't tell people where I live, or even have a public
internet address or phone number. Do you know how many thousands of
postal letters the post office receives for me, in their dead letter
file? And how many are death threats? I can't walk the streets like a
normal person, unless I use a disguise. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS
HURT'S ME? I am the most powerful living person in all the universes,
and I can't live the way I want to, like anybody else can, because I'm
famous. Do you REALLY wish this for your son?" They politely ignored my
tears.
He said, "A lot of death threats?" I said, "Thousands. FBI has an
office for that, now." She said, "I would expect a lot of marriage
proposals." I said with a groan, "Even more!" She grinned. I said, "No,
you don't know! They often include pictures that leave nothing to the
imagination." I said to the man, "No, I'm not going to give them to
you." He looked embarrassed, and his wife poked him. I nodded to her,
and she looked smug. I said to him, "No, I didn't read your mind, but I
do sense feelings, and well, I'm a man, too." He said, "Do you look at
them?" I said, "Not intentionally, but I can read an entire library in
a second, so when I look at the dead letter bin, I can't avoid it. You
want to know why I look. CHILDREN write to me. Some, in desperation.
You should KNOW I couldn't ignore them. Most I help in ways the public
doesn't know about, or they would be hounded constantly by the press.
Even a man I told off in public in England, had that problem." She
said, "I remember that, and then you defended him." I said, "I caused
his problem, so it was my responsibility to fix it. I taught him how to
deal with the press."
They nodded. I said, "Do you still intend to go public?" He said,
"No. I didn't realize all the trouble it would cause." I said,
"Actually, you didn't want to realize. No, don't argue. You could have
known. You aren't stupid." He looked strange. I grinned and said, "I
have to like doing that." He laughed. He said to his confused wife,
"Called a back handed complement. I didn't want to use my intelligence
that I had." She said, "Oh." I said, "There is still a little
something. Two things, actually. Do you want your son to know all
this?" He looked horrified. He said, "Is there any way to prevent it?"
I said, "There are ways, but the best way I will NOT do. I could remove
your memories of this, and of your desire to expose him." He said, "But
could he read our minds?" I said, "He could develop that ability, but
it's not like people think. When I was little and I wasn't in control
of it, I told my father that hearing people's private thoughts was like
they were throwing up, and forcing me to eat it. Right, he wasn't all
that happy with how I described it, and told me so. We DON"T do that
without a VERY good reason. Now you know why. But he will sense you
have something to hide. You can't help thinking and feeling it. I can
fix that. Interested?" They were.
I said, "I can lay a command on you that would keep you from thinking
those things when you are in communication with him, or in his
presence, which will be inactive all other times. Unless you create
another desire to cause exposure while he could detect it. You would be
conscious during the whole process, and I will tell you the words
before I make them er, permanent. For both of you." She said, "I want
"I agree. There is something else. Now that I've thought about it, and
almost did it, it will always be a part of me. What if I let it slip in
public?" I said, "You mean when you might have had a leeeetle too many
beers?" He said, "Er, yes." I said, "I'm very proud of you that you
would bring that up before I did. That's what a REAL man does." He was
proud and embarrassed, and his wife was proud of him. They hugged. I
said, "I could do that, too. You might be surprised at how many people
ask for that for various things. Want to know a little secret of us?
Oh, I know. A stupid question." Grins. I said, "We use crystals to
learn some things. The first one we use for Adept training, my father
made with compulsions to not act unjustly, and other ethical things,
and he was the first to use it. After a little more training, we can
override them, but we like the reminder they provide. And none of us
have ever tried. So, we do this to ourselves, too. And we monitor each
other." They agreed to my proposals, and I did them.
I said, "Now I'll tell you some extra things. I have the ability to
make you think and do anything I want you to, but I can't have the will
to do it. You would never have known. Now you know more about me that
you might not have believed before." They nodded. I said, "Actually,
it's worse. I have to hold my power in, or it would happen
automatically. Have you seen my father's fight on the world of the cat
"Oh! People moved out of his way and bowed to him, automatically!" I
said, "Yes. I'm much stronger." He said, "Your duel. You said if you
let your Ki go, he wouldn't even want to fight you." I said, "Same
thing, yes." She said, "So you hold it in. Uncomfortable?" I said,
"Yes, actually." She said, "You suffer so we can have free will?" I
said, "Er, exactly." They said, "Wow!" I said, "One last thing, and
it's about suffering. Here. What I said and did to you, hurt me. I
would rather not have to go through this again with other parents. I
would like your permission to use a recording of this, for others,
removing all indications of identity." They looked at each other and
nodded. He said, "We want you to do this. More if it's needed. You can
send us to them if it will help." I said, "Wow! Yes, I can say that,
too. You are good people. I'm proud to know you." I stood, and so did
they, and I hugged them with love.
I ported to George's office and gave him the crystal. I said, "Got
two versions. One is the meeting. The other is the same, but makes the
compulsions active. Both best used as a dream, so they can have the
feelings." He said, "Oh. I wouldn't have thought of the dream. More
effective. You made them good people." I said, "Not exactly. I helped
them to act like they already were, but didn't know it. I can still
sense your wow." He chuckled, and said, "I don't think I'll ever know
what enlightenment really is." I said, "You will." He said, "Oh! All
the S Kids?" I said, "After 500 years of being us? Can't avoid it." He
said, "Could be. What about you? Live longer?" I said, "Who knows? Not
up to me. I follow orders. Did you realize that you're trying to read
laughed.
I ported to Tibet. I walked into an office at Sera Monastery. I said,
"Buddha Rhamcha." He looked surprised. I grinned and said, "I wanted to
be the first to say that. I think I am. Oh, here they come." Kam and
Srinoy ported in. They said the same greetings, with low bows. We were
all grins, but him. I said, "Yes, it's true. We felt it. I was watching
for it, so I could arrive first." We all hugged him with love in turn,
and he had tears of humility flowing down his face. Srinoy said to me,
"Greedy pig!" I said, "Absolutely!" We remembered that was what he had
said to my father in this office, as a child the first time he was
there. Chuckles. The four other Sera Abbots came into the office, and
greeted him as a Buddha, too. But they were surprised to see my aura,
so much bigger than before.
said, "A Buddha would, thereby proving who you are. Thank you." Even
Kam didn't know what we were talking about. I wiggled my eyebrows at
her, and she sighed, suppressing a giggle. We all had a nice
conversation, when it was over, Kam said to me in shielded contact, "My
room!" We ported there, and shielded the room. She said, "Give!" I
said, "Sorry, no. Not this time. Words would create the wrong thoughts.
It's one of those things that when you CAN know, you will. He was going
to say something, and then realized what I just said." She said,
slowly, "A Buddha sees more of reality than others. He saw more of you
that way." I said, "Not exactly more of reality. And it's not seeing.
There aren't accurate shareable concepts for those who are not so. But
yes, he saw more of me than others can, and knew he shouldn't try to
describe it, for which I thanked him." She said, "But I'm a super
genius. I can deduce what he can't, even though he can perceive what I
can't." I said, "Yes, more than our siblings. Best you keep it to
yourself. For me, and for others." She said with love, "I understand,
and I will. But I'll be thinking a lot of wows." We grinned at each
other, and hugged and kissed with love.
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