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Subject: +*+*+*+ Solomon's Private File #195 "List of the Dead" +*+*+*+
Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2016 23:19:16 -0400
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Solomon's Private File #195
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 23 in this story, in the Winter of 2049-2050.
Solomon's Private File #195 "List of the Dead"
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The president of Argentina asked to see me. I shifted to his office.
He said, "We have had some difficult times. Many of our families do not
know what happened to some of their relatives." I said, "If I tell
them, that could be a big problem. Reopen old wounds. They will look
for people to blame, and care very little for accuracy in that. Your
country would have a lot of violence. Living people will suffer and
die. Raise the issue of the dead, and more will join them. Better to
let the dead rest in peace, alone. I see your problem. The people don't
care for the future, THEIR future, as much as they care for the past,
and you want to satisfy their needs in this, or they will turn against
you. How many of your predecessors have promised the impossible full
accounting, and then passed the work not done onto their successors?"
He said, "Yes. All of them. I cannot lie to my people."
I said, "I will do this. I will give you a list of all who died, and
the dates, that the current families don't know about, and their names,
too. I certify that they are dead, NOT how they died. Some died in
fighting, or accidentally, or by disease, or murdered by other
prisoners, or by those in authority at the time. Those missing who are
not on the list, didn't want to be found. Some left to create new
lives, and some left to escape a bad situation at home or in their
community. For those, their wishes have priority with me, not those
looking for them. And I oppose digging up the graves, disturbing the
dead." He said, "But families want to have something of them." I said,
"Their bones are NOT who they were and are, for the living, only
reminders of pain, and instigators of revenge. The relatives think they
will have peace from that, but they will not. The gift of peace comes
from within, not from disgusting parts of dead bodies."
He said, "Are some who committed crimes against the missing, still
living?" I said, "A very few, yes. I wouldn't call it good living. Time
has taken its revenge on most of them. For some others, with your
permission, I could enable them to feel what they caused their victims
to feel, because my evidence would not work in a court of law." He
said, "You have it." I said, "I explained to them what they will be
feeling. Three cried and said they deserved it. The others were
defiant, and will experience more. For all, they have the usual 30 days
of death prevention. The list of the dead comes with requirements.
Those who are experiencing the consequences should NOT be harmed in any
way. They must have the whole thing. After thirty days they will
probably kill themselves. They should be allowed to do that. Any who
would seek revenge on them, will suffer THEIR consequence with them."
He said, "Wow!" I said, "Probably not what they will be saying." He
said, "Very true!" I said, "I do NOT ever support revenge! The other
requirement is that this meeting should be broadcast often enough for
all to know it."
He took some time to review it, and said, "I agree to that. I did not
expect this from you." I said, "People should know that those who ask
for my help, will get only what I choose to give, and that might not
always be exactly what they were looking for. If they don't like it,
well, I have to answer to God for what I do. I will NOT give Him cause
to be unhappy with me." He gathered his courage and said, "Some believe
that if a person isn't buried on holy ground, their souls will suffer."
I said, "There are many beliefs like that in religions, because it is
known that some souls DO suffer in some circumstances after they die,
and that often happened when their bodies were not buried properly, but
it wasn't caused by the burial, but how and why the person died, which
their family might not have known about, and so blamed the burial, or
lack of it, for the suffering. In those cases, they will not allow
themselves to be judged until a past wrong is settled with justice. I
know this because I have helped this to happen for some like this. Yes,
I can see and talk with souls that are waiting for judgement. Well, if
they want to. Most don't. Except these. Actually, they won't stop
talking, when they know you can hear them. I have to help them, to have
any peace, myself. I would, anyway, but they really don't object to
adding to my er, motivation."
He said, "Are any souls of our dead still waiting for resolution?" I
said, "On the list, no. After time, they eventually let themselves be
judged. Then they go to where they should be, which is beyond my reach.
Hmm, let me look a little deeper. Oh! Interesting. Er, but none of your
missing are in that situation now. In fact, many are now living again
as different people, with no memory of their past lives. No, I don't
know who they are, and I'm not going to invade their privacy to try to
discover it. Here is the list. Please broadcast this meeting before you
release it. I will not meet with any of the relatives. The past is
gone. It's the future they should be living for." He nodded and said,
"Thank you Solomon!" I said, "I am to serve, but in their desire and
need, some people forget who I truly serve." We hugged with love. I
gave him the recording and left.
Mom said, "What did you see?" I said, "It wasn't seeing, exactly."
She tried to poke me, and her finger went into me like I wasn't there.
I said, "Oops!" Galya laughed loudly. Mom pulled her hand back, and
when her finger cleared my body, there was a sound like a pop. She had
to laugh then. I said to them, "Kam must have taken lessons from Hawk."
almost worked. Give!" I said, "All I can tell you is I saw some strange
things, and that's about it. No references in reality." Galya said,
"Are you going back to explore it more?" I said, "I don't know. No
reason to at this time. It could be something I will regret. Well, who
wants to experience somebody's private Hell with them?" Mom said, "Oh!
Right. Thanks." We all hugged and kissed with love.
I said to my stone in private, "Sorry." He said, "So you know I had
some curiosity about that." I said, "Some?" He said, amused, "I've
learned understatements from you." I said, "Don't." Shared amusement.
There was a lot of comment about that recording when it became
public. Some were about me being different, and some were about the
burial comments, and some were about what I said about after people
died. Some wanted to call me a "Ghost Whisperer". I released a
statement, saying, "Some people have been calling me a Ghost Whisperer.
That's wrong. I don't do anything with ghosts. In fact, I've never seen
a ghost, even of the whispering kind. If any of you actually see any,
please ask them why they usually wear sheets or strange clothes. Souls
don't have bodies after they die, and their clothes don't go with them
to the afterlife. So why would they show up on Earth with clothes on?
Or do they at all? Souls go to a different reality when people die. In
that place, there is no matter. It's just souls. There they are judged,
and then they go to where they should. Some reincarnate. Others don't
tell us what happens to them. But before that, while they're waiting
for judgement, I can sense them, when I visit that place with my
perceptions. It's not exactly like seeing, but there are no other words
for it. I know who they are, and if they want to, they can talk to me.
There are others who can visit that place in mind, and talk with the
souls there. It takes some unusual abilities, and it helps to have
known them in real life. And if the soul there also had those abilities
in life, it makes it even easier. One more thing. The souls there can
watch us on Earth if they want to. Most don't. They are beyond caring
about worldly things, and it would be wrong to disturb them without
their permission." That was well received.
I said to Daren, "The false God galaxy. Not many worlds we're
compatible with. Some have Adepts." He said, "Give me the dimensional
port relay." I pushed it at him, and said, "It's stable." He said,
'"I'll send some to explore it. You obviously don't want to." I said,
"Ha! Wrong! I DO want to, but it's better if our people have the
experience. Frustrating, but it's for the good of all." He said, "Then
we'd better do a good job." I said, "When shouldn't you?" Rude noise
and chuckles.
He said, "There are closer galaxies." I said, "I noticed." He grinned
and said, "Don't mess with the Originators, right?" I said, "I didn't
say that." He said, "Wouldn't be good for us?" I said, "Them. They're
servants. We aren't." He said, "Oh! I see. Right." I said, "Not that
I'm saying they're there." More chuckles. He said, "You can talk to the
dead. Show me?" I did. He said, "Wow!" I said, "Any good Adept can do
it." He said, "I didn't know. I don't think I'll pass it on unless
asked." I said, "Then I don't have to advise that." We grinned at each
other.
He said, "Expect Balkan countries and other SAs, to ask you about
their missing?" I said, "If they do, it will be with some amount of,
well, severe caution." He laughed. He said, "Probably don't want your
consequences. Some of their bosses don't even know how bloody their
hands are. They ask, send rubber underwear ahead." I said, "I've
actually thought of doing that sometimes. Didn't seem right,
unfortunately." Grins.
He said, "We have a problem at the school. I don't want to say this,
but it's er, you." I said, "I wondered when that would come up. I'm too
much?" He said, "Yes. Not just who you are, but their perceptions of
you before they go full psionic, are causing them something like an
itch in places they can't find." I said, "Interesting. Alright if I try
an experiment?" He said, "Here? Will I live through it?" I changed my
presence to something like I was some upgrades ago. He said, "Wow!
You're different! It's like you regressed. I can't detect anything that
should trouble them." I went back to my current usual form, and said,
"Alright, I'll use that one of me. Best to not tell them it's not the
real me, which doesn't actually exist." He said, "Full agreement,
there!"
He said, "How do you do that, and maintain all your full abilities?"
I said, "Er, sorry. No useful sharable concepts." He said, "I think
you're using other dimensions that I can't detect." I said, "Take that
as a given for almost all I do. We all use dimensions." He said, "But I
can see all the usual dimensions, but not directly the ones where there
expected you do say that." Virtual pokes. I said, "I can use all kinds
of dimensions for a lot of things, but that doesn't explain what you
want to know about. The enlightened perceive a more complex reality,
and more simple at the same time, and I'm beyond that. Here, that's a
cube of lead. Use all your senses to watch the atoms." The cube turned
into pure gold. I said, "So, what did you see?" He said in awe, "I saw
the subatomic particles rearrange themselves into gold atoms, but with
no change in heat or radiation. That's just not possible!" I had to
grin.
He said, "So, how did you do it?" I said, "Well, I asked them
politely. Wait! I was being accurate. That's the best I can do. There
was no effort, just perception, desire, and will." He said, "Can you do
total conversion, both ways?" I said, "Yes. A little dangerous,
though." He said, "Right. Atom bombs are!" Then he looked VERY
surprised. I said, "Better not go there." He gulped and said, "How did
you know?" I said, "I didn't read you. I have a lot of er, mind to
reason with." He said, "Oh! You don't need a brain!" I said, "But
the Wizard of Odd!" I gave him a big groan. We laughed, and hugged and
kissed with love.
I shifted to the Van world. In the office of the leader, she said,
"They are pressing for elections." I said, "Are there candidates?" She
said, "Yes. It's amusing how much they don't know, but think they do."
I said, "Normal for politicians, all over the universe. The louder they
talk, the less brain is behind it." She laughed. I said, "And the truth
is the one thing they won't accept." She said, "I've discovered that."
I said, "Their promises aren't worth the air they use to express them."
She said, "So true!" I said, "It's not as if you aren't due for a
rest." She said, "I have to agree." I said, "Sure they'll make a mess,
and be the last to admit it, but your people need to learn to use
government, and there isn't any best way. If you don't let them have
elections, they will eventually fight." She said, "I see that. They
still complain about being imprisoned." I said, "Is that what it really
is? Are you able to test that?"
She alerted, and said, "Do you mean we aren't imprisoned?" I said,
"The barrier is for entering the system, only, and by outsiders, only."
"You don't have hibernation now, so you can't use sublight ships for
star travel. But your first successful FTL ship will find no barrier,
which at that time will end completely. We'll still be watching,
though, but not any differently than we are doing now in the galaxy. We
will not allow interstellar aggression." She said, "But we used to have
hibernation. Some of us remember how it worked." I said, "Not
completely, and even if you did, it was compatible with your artificial
bodies, not your new ones. But back to the barrier. I said before, that
when you developed FTL travel, you would be free. The barrier being in
place before that happens, is actually irrelevant. It would only stop
you from doing what you couldn't do, so in effect, it wasn't real to
you. The imprisonment was only in your emotions, not in reality." Her
jaw dropped in some strange shock. I said, "The barrier was intended to
keep other people from doing bad things to you. I told you that." She
said, "Yes you did. We've been fools." I said, "A correctible condition
that can only be after it's realized." She said, "That is true."
I said, "Your love and healing broadcasts will continue as scheduled,
but this is my last visit here for some time. You do not need my
interference any more, and in fact it would be detrimental. You and
your people need to learn to progress on your own efforts. I have done
all I should for you. Before I go, do you have a new name for your
people and planet?" She said, "Our planet is Newvin, and we are
Newvins." I said, "Fine. When you are ready to approach the GC, I will
help establish relations. We do that kind of thing at times." She said,
"Even a hundred years from now?" I said, "If not me, then another of us
who will have all my memories if what I did here. And we will teach
some of your children who qualify for our schools. I will give you a
recording of this, without the part about the children, for you to make
public." She said, "The comments about politicians will have different
levels of popularity." I said, "I've said a lot worse, well to some,
very funny to others, on Earth." We traded grins. We hugged with love,
and I gave her the recordings.
She broadcast it without edits, and it caused a lot of comment, and
some laughter, and a little anger from some. It did well.
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