Solomon's Private File #231
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 26 in this story, in the Spring of 2052.
Solomon's Private File #231 "World in Mind"
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Daren said, "I should have been doing something. From now on,
coordinating with George, I'll be assigning some of us to monitor you,
not for the monitoring, but to experience er, you." I said, "Expected.
I can help that along a little, but how you're going to explain it to
them, is YOUR problem." He said, "I shouldn't, but what is it?" I said,
"I can set up a separate presence for each one, in a managed time
operation. They can monitor in what is real time to them,
interactively, all to date, but will only take a few seconds real time.
In effect, something like an interactive dream. Instant experiential
learning. S Kids will take it faster than others." He stared at me. I
said, "You're trying to probe me again." He said, "Oh. My stone is
trying to laugh." I said with a grin, "Mine isn't."
I said, "Don't expect instant Awakening." George said, "Right. Didn't
happen to me." I said, "Depends on current personality, and other life
experiences." He said, "Got it." He and George set up a schedule for
who they wanted to do it and when. We did it. None of them became
enlightened, but all progressed significantly toward that goal. Daren
said, "I still don't understand how you can maintain different personal
time rates at the same, er, time. I can't even say it right!" I said,
"If that's exactly what I'm doing." He said, "It isn't?" I said,
"Sorry." He growled at me. I said, "Ivanna wasn't on your list. Age
discrimination?" He said, "Actually, yes. Add Percy?" I said,
"Together, now, yes. They'll make it." He said, "Oh!" We did that, and
I was right. And smothered in kisses from both, too. George was
watching, and he Awakened. Didn't stop him from demanding great sex
with me to celebrate. Fun is fun!
Kam said in my mind, "Instant Awakening! Wow!" I said, "You know it
wasn't like that." She said, "They don't know how carefully you managed
each one." I said, "Unable to know." She said, "And how am I able to
know?" I said, "There is some spillover of my advancements to you,
through our special connection, and you do some on your own, too. I
would be aware of that." She said, "I suspected. Can God use speech in
my broadcasts?" I said, "As of now, yes, if He wants to. Oh boy am I
nervous about that!" She laughed. She said, "Will what you used for
them work on my people in Tibet?" I said, "Sorry, no, not with how it
was used. Different culture. Can't even use you as the base instead of
me. Closer to their culture, but not enough. And they shouldn't know
that much about you." She said, "Yes. I should have thought of those
Governor of Florida wanted to meet with me. Mayor of Miami was with
her. She said to me, "Some interesting things have happened in Miami."
I said, "More interesting to some than to others, I think." We shared
grins. I said, "If we can discuss this without me admitting anything,
fine." She said, "You being a lawyer has taken some of the fun out of
this." I said, "We'll get by." She said, "We would like what is
happening in the Miami prison, that is unusual, to happen in all in our
state." I said, "Then it would become the usual. Er, for Florida." She
said, "It would." I said, "Usually so." I nodded vigorously. They
grinned.
I said, "I can do more, regarding information. If I would volunteer
request all the information you can share with us!" I said, "Those
memory cards. Files show all that are in prison unjustly, with
supporting research, including DNA. More, shows public employees that
have or are committing work related crimes. Now you have a choice. If
you accept this and don't do your best to make things right, I will go
public with that, and why. Or you can refuse to accept it, and I won't
say I offered it. Or my now noisy monitors." Mayor laughed. He said to
the Governor, "We don't get anything from Solomon for nothing. His
price is a moral one." I said, "That's not been said before. Very
good!" He was embarrassed. Governor said to me, "I remember both of
your Somalia actions. He's right. It's going to be hard work, but I
can't refuse. I request the files, and accept the condition. You'll be
watching?"
I said, "I know all that happens on Earth. Ha! My monitors are even
more shocked than you are. Please keep that to yourselves." She said,
might be thinking. All of my group graduates can see around us down to
the atomic level, out to a few kay, continuously, some, much further,
and then, anywhere else by intent. I've improved some more, recently,
so that for me, it includes the whole world. Simple!" She said, "Not at
mind. It eats too much. I'll live with it. Can still hug well, though."
We did, and I shifted out.
Daren said, "You can hold the whole world, active realtime, in your
mind?" I said, "Yep. And recording, too." He said, "And you're not
God?" I said, "Of course I'm not God! He can do that for all spaces and
time. BIG difference." He said, "God Junior, then." I said, "No. Bad
connotations, but reverse it to be Junior God, if you have to. Demigod,
in the deity dictionary. More accurately, Demigod in training. But none
of that is real. I'm just Sol, unique, like everybody else." He said,
"Sure. Right." I gave him a rude noise.
I shifted to the office of the president of a commercial space
enterprise. I said, "One of your technicians has made a mistake." He
saId, "Please tell me where." I said, "This fuel line connector is
cross threaded, here." I showed him the location in an image, and the
connection in cross section. I said, "It will fail in vacuum." He said,
"I see that! How did you discover this?" I said, "I'll tell you if you
agree to keep it a secret." He said, "Tough. I agree." I said, "I
didn't look. I don't have to. I have the whole world in my constant
yes! I've heard that. But only for this world. He can do it for all
time and spaces. BIG difference! Going to take care of the problem?" He
said, "I will! Thanks." We hugged.
Daren said, "You keep doing this, it's going to come out. You know
that." I said, "Oh, what else do I know?" More growling. I said, "But I
don't have to confirm it." He said, "Nasty." We chuckled.
There was a scene outside of a martial arts studio. The owner was
yelling at a young man, "You want to challenge me in my own dojo?" Mike
said, "I didn't challenge you! I just said that what I learned at a
dIfferent dojo was a little different, that's all!" He said, "We'll see
about that. We fight here and now!" Mike said, "I can't fight you! I'm
only a yellow belt! I just said about the difference to show you I want
to LEARN that here." He said, "You challenged me, you fight." I said
from the back of the gathering crowd, "You're a bully. You shouldn't be
teaching anybody. You're a shame to the art." He said, "Come over
here!" I did, looking like a normal 26 year old. With me was Althea,
named so for this action, an eleven year old S Kid.
He said, "You don't look all that tough." I said, "Thanks. I've never
wanted to look tough. You?" He looked confused. There was some
snickering in the crowd. He said, "You a martial artist?" I said, "Yes.
And I teach." He said, "Then we'll fight." I said, "Not me. If you want
a fight, meet my cousin Althea." He said, "Fight a little girl?" I
said, "Very good! You can understand simple concepts, and the
difference between genders and ages. I'm proud of you." Crowd loved it,
and he really didn't." He said, "I can't fight her!" I said, "Oh, I
didn't realize. It must be tough on you, being a coward." He yelled,
"I'm NOT a coward!" I said, "This man you were going to fight is a
yellow belt. He wouldn't stand a chance against you. That's why you
want to fight him. Al is a black belt, and you don't want to fight her.
We all know why. The comparison shows it. You're afraid." He said, "I'm
NOT afraid." I said, "And you're refusing to fight." He said, "I'll
fight YOU." I said, "No. Think about it. Would I let her fight you if
she wasn't good enough? And I'm her teacher. How does that make me? You
REALLY don't want to fight me. Al is eleven, and has been studying
martial arts seriously for about a year. Should be a good match for
you, and I'm not saying that to insult you. I can do more of that
later." Smiles and chuckles, but not at all from him.
Al said to me, "He looks tough. Maybe it's just looks." I said,
"Looks like it. Hmm, that didn't quite sound right. He sure can yell
really well." She said, "Yes. Noisy. He's good at blinking." I said,
"Make to move a step toward him, and see if he can hold his water?" She
said "Oh! Good idea!" She did that, and he backed up. Everybody looked
at his feet. I said, "Still dry. Good effort! If only he could fight
with his body instead of his foul mouth." She said, "I bet he puts that
mouth in very dirty places." The crowd laughed well. I said her, "Oh,
please save me!" Owner charged me with a cross step side kick aimed at
my face. I moved to the side, and Al gave him her own very high, for
her, side kick to his groin. He collapsed to the pavement, and grabbed
himself, groaning.
I said to her, "I hope he was looking to be seriously embarrassed in
front of a lot of people, because he did a very good job of causing
that." She said, "I agree. Finally something constructive he can do
well." I said, "Got a big word in there." She said, "Oh, sorry. He's
not that smart." She said to him, "Something useful." He moaned. She
said, "I think you need to work on your vocabulary. How good are you at
spelling?" He gasped, "Fuck off!" I roared at him, "YOU will NOT use
bad language in front of decent people, and NEVER in the presence of
children! Do you HEAR me!" They all stared at me in surprise. He rolled
away from me in obvious fear. I strode to him and lifted him up like he
weighed almost nothing, and shook him. I said, "You WILL apologize to
her!"
I positioned him in front of Al, and said, "Well?" He said, "I
apologize." I said, "Her name is Althea." He said to her, "Althea, I
sincerely apologize." I let him stand on his own, slightly bent over.
Al held out her hand in invitation to shake his. I nudged him, and he
did it. She said, "I'm sorry I had to kick you there. You were going to
HURT him." I said to him, "Her optimum target was your standing knee.
Be grateful she went for the tougher strike." He nodded, and said, "I
was wrong. You both are very good martial artists. Wow!" I nodded
toward the yellow belt. He said to him, "Sir, I apologize for being a
loud fool." The man said, "I accept." They bowed to each other.
I said to the owner, "High kick to a teacher of a black belt?" He
chuckled and said, "Stupid of me!" I said, "Prideful anger is
incompatible with good martial arts." He said, "I'm learning that. Hard
first lesson. Would you enter my dojo and demonstrate something?" I
said, "Sure." He said to the yellow belt, "I will understand, and not
take offense if you don't want to, but I offer free lessons for you for
a year." Yellow belt looked at me, and I nodded. He said, "Sensei, I
accept."
We went into the dojo, and so did most of the crowd. Some students
were there, and had been looking through the windows. I said to the
crowd, "Please, no shoes on the mat." Some nodded. I said, "You wanted
a demonstration. How about something different we use for training?" He
said, "Please." I took a hand striking pad from the wall, and without
shoes, Al and I moved to the center of the mat. I moved the pad all
over, fast, and she had to hit it with a different limb each time,
which I said while she was doing it. I said, "I'm signaling which limb
she's to use, with the fingers of my other hand. If you don't think
talk and do what you're doing, at the same time." I maid, "I didn't
mean me, I meant what she's doing." He said, "Sorry. That's even
harder!" I said, "That's the point. I can't spar with her for real. I'm
too big. This is the best simulation for real life striking." He said,
"What about blocking?" I said, "Got a padded staff?" He said, "I do."
He gave it to me. I said, "I need smaller sections. May I break it? I
can pay." He said, "Please! No payment!"
I stroked the ends of my fingers very fast against the padding where
I wanted to break it. The padding shredded. I did that in another
section as well, and all around the shaft in those places. Then with
the edge of my hand, I struck the exposed wood there, and broke it into
three pieces. I said to him, "Martial arts training tends to stifle
creativity. Those who can keep it, will go further than most who don't.
A wise teacher helps that." He bowed to me, which I returned. I held
one of the rods in each hand. I said, "This is from Escrima, an art of
the Philippines." I knelt on the mat, and nodded to Al. She came at me,
and I struck at her with the padded sticks in every place I could
target, and VERY fast. She blocked most of them, and I had to dodge
some of her return strikes. We stopped. We bowed. Some returned it. I
said, "With adults, we do this without padding on the sticks. I prefer
my students to know more than the art, but also how it can be used in
the real world, where there is no padding or referees." Owner said,
"Good point." I said, "And the most important skill of all, is knowing
how to avoid a fight. Because if you have to fight, you've already lost
something good." A lot of nods.
We walked off the mat. Owner said to all, "Our demonstration is over.
Thank you all very much, for being our guests. I know I'll never forget
this day, and what I've learned, as long as I live. I hope it's the
same for you. We have here a true master." More bows. Crowd left. A
brown belted teen took over the class, and we went into the office. He
said to me, after we were seated, "I couldn't recognize your style." I
said, "I know more than one, so it's all mixed up." He said, "Who are
you, really?" I said, "Are you sure you want to know?" He said, "I'm
beginning to suspect something. But I don't sense any Ki." I said,
"Wouldn't be fair. I'm holding it in." He said, "Solomon?" I said,
"Yes. Hawk wanted to do this one, but I wanted to have fun with Al. She
did VERY well!" She hugged me. I said, "She's not an Adept." He said,
"I know you're fair. Wow!" Al said, "We do hear that a lot. And from
US. My first mission, and it's with Sol! WOW!" He looked at her, and
said, "I think I understand a little what you mean. A supreme honor!" I
said, "And in revenge, you have to embarrass me." Al said, "Yep, now we
know it's him." We poked each other. She giggled
I said, "Disguises are sometimes necessary, but there's something the
public doesn't know about them. They kind of itch in the mind. No, Al
can't do it. I'm doing it for her. Here's a replacement staff. I only
used martial skill to break the other one." He said, "I don't think
most of them realized how great that skill was!" I said, "Want some
after filling the room, "I've left just a little pathway out. Please
don't tell on us." He said, "I understand. I wouldn't want the world to
know how bad I was, but they had cell cameras." I said, "Only saw our
disguises." He said, "Still going to go viral. You know that." I said,
"True. You're leading up to something." He said, "True you don't allow
edits of your actions?" I said, "You know I know what you want. Courage
problem again?" He laughed while Al was poking me. I said to her, "I
don't know where you got that mouth in dirty places comment, but you'd
better put it back!" They laughed.
He said, "I request that you put this action on TV. Important lessons
here. The world should have the benefit of them, too." I said, "Even
though it would severely embarrass you, which I can REALLY understand?"
He said, "Yes." I said, "Just an action show. I'm not going live about
it." He said, "It doesn't need more explanation." I said, "Want to
review it?" He said, "I would." I gave him the crystal." He said, "I
like it. Great angles!" I said, "Thanks. Learned from my father, after
the fact, for my Chinese movie. We'll port from here. They're going to
know, soon enough. Going to be mysterious, to play with them?" He
grinned. We stood. I hugged him, and we ported home, where we received
a lot of hugs and kisses.
We had been in California, in late afternoon. It was late evening in
Atlanta, when I shifted to see the overnight studio manager at CNN. He
said by way of greeting, "Gimme!" We grinned at each other. I gave him
the crystal. He said, "Different." I said, "I wasn't intending on
making it public. I don't usually do that when I'm using a disguise."
He said with a smile, "That comment was all hers?" I said, "It was.
Hard to keep from cracking up at that." He said, "Right. Great one.
Worked well. You obviously intended to goad him into rage, so you could
knock it down." I said, "Marine?" He said, "Proud to serve. You did
too, in past lives. You know how it is. I can see it." I said, "Yes.
Only another can see that we've seen real action." He said, "Willing to
host it?" I said, "No. Not this time. No comments on air. No hurry for
it, but to beat, oh. Already parts are getting a lot of hits." He
chuckled and said, "High entertainment value. A lot of good points. I
would join them, but for this." He was still holding the crystal. I
said, "I have to admit, not as depressing as some." More grins. We
hugged.
It played well, causing good comments. Public was disappointed Al,
really Allison, wasn't going on air. She didn't care. Still in awe and
wonder of being on a mission with me. That, and her special comment,
made her very popular with her peers. More love sure isn't going to
hurt!
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