Solomon's Private File #264
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 27 in this story, in the Winter of 2053-2054.
Solomon's Private File #264 "Psionic Menace, and Pain Of Religion"
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Daren said to me, "Ginging has a problem he wants your help with." I
said, "Before or after sexplay?" Chuckles. I shifted to his office on
his planet, Tsuriss. We hugged. He said, "One of our tramp traders was
exploring a new uninhabited world. One of the crew died of a sudden
cerebral hemorrhage. The next day, another did. They upped ship in a
hurry. Autopsies showed no known cause. They came back and asked for an
investigation. One was sent. They could detect nothing unusual. Then
one of them died of the same problem. World is ruled Restricted now.
But you know my people. There are unusual gems there. One smells VERY
nice. A kind of amber." I said, "How many more dead?" He said, "Five. I
sent one of my students. She found nothing unusual. Here's the
coordinates."
I said, "Something common to the victims. All were half psionic, and
the only ones in the crews." He said, "I should have checked that!" I
said, "Yes." He hissed at me, and grinned. I said, "That is one STRANGE
ecosystem! Most of the plants and animals are psionic to some degree,
but hide it. They get attacked, or think they're being attacked, they
blast with tuned psionic force which affects psis the most. Non psi
people would just feel a mild headache and depression. Your agent
didn't kick the plants, but the victims did. No, still not good. Even
if they avoid doing that, they could trigger an attack with some other
accidental thing, such as frightening a small unnoticed creature."
He said, "They could wear insulated hats." I said, "Not good enough.
Some of them can focus the psi energy enough to attack the rest of the
body when they need to. YOU could make it safe in the immediate area of
the traders, temporarily, but that would be interference in sentient
affairs, and that ecosystem." He nodded, and said, "I'll set a warn-off
and monitor. Daren told me what you said." We grinned, and his fur was
absolutely terrific against my skin. When we couldn't squirt any more,
we had to rest. I said, "We should do this some more, sometime. And
with Galya." He said, "Yes we should!" We hugged, and I groaned. One
more time, with Galya laughing in my head.
I shifted to an insulated and shielded underground installation on
the planet of the psionic plants and animals. That presence wasn't
being monitored. There was a small woman there in a transparent tube,
in some kind of suspended animation. She would have been a little over
a meter tall, and looked mostly human, but not thin like the Van they
had helped. An Originator. She didn't have a stone with her. I said in
her mind, "Why?" She said, "Who are you?" I said, "I'm Solomon. Why
have you done what you have here?" She said, "I'm not allowed to tell
you." I said, "How would you know that, when you can't receive a God
package through your shielding?" She said in surprise, "How do you know
that?" I said, "I'm here and talking to you mind to mind. A moment of
thought should create an answer." She said, "So you are an Originator."
I said, "I am not." She said, "But you must be. No other could even
detect this place." I said, "You falsely assume that Originators are
the most accomplished corporeal beings." She said, "They are not?" I
said, "Correct. Your species helped to create some who are above you in
ability and closeness to God." She said, "And you are of them." I said,
"I was. I have gone beyond them."
I said, "Why have you done this here?" She said, "How much beyond?" I
said, "I've been polite with you. I need not be, with you who have made
this planet into a death trap for psionic visitors. ANSWER MY
QUESTION!" She was overwhelmed by my power, and said, "A personal
experiment! I wanted to see if I could make plants usefully psionic!" I
said, "Originators are not to do such experiments. You knew that." She
said, "I could no longer work with the Van!" I said, "I understand
that. The others were healed, and have no memory of that time. Why are
you physically suspended?" She said, "I was injured. I was unable to
call for help. I constructed this to preserve me." I said, "A lie. You
could have called for help, if you had wanted to. You knew you had done
wrong." She said, "Yes." I said, "You have engineered the deaths of
sentient beings here." She said in sorrow, "I didn't intend that.
Still, better than assisting the Van to do that."
I said, "I understand, but the work with the Van was necessary for
the future of all time and spaces. This here is NOT." She was
surprised, and said, "Who are you, really?" I said, "You are unable to
understand that. All you can know is that I am the Senior Agent of God
for all time and spaces. All you NEED to know, is that I am your
superior in all things. Do you wish to continue to exist here as you
are?" She said, "I do not." I said, "If I remove you from that, you
will die unless I heal you." She said, "I would request that." I said,
"More than your body is damaged. You would be in severe emotional pain,
and progressively self destructive, which partially caused your
accident." She said, "Can you heal that part of me?" I said, "Only by
removing most of your adult memories. Then, you won't be you." She
said, "It would be as if I had died." I said, "Yes, and your spirit
might not have learned the lessons you know now, that could carry
through your future incarnations, helping advance your spirit to be
closer to God. I remember all my past incarnations. I know this."
She said in awe, "You are truly superior! I have decided. I have the
ability to turn off my life support mechanisms. I will do that, and
die. I should have never tried to save my life here." I said, "We know
that now. Then, you couldn't know. The knowledge you have gained will
be archived for the future. Your work, even unauthorized, will not be
lost." She said with emotion, "Thank you!" I said, "I live to serve. I
too suffer for what I must and must not do. I know your pain. You are
not alone. Please accept my love." I gave it to her in full, and she
died in warmth and happiness.
I said to her in Limbo, "Wasn't so bad, was it?" She laughed and
said, "It wasn't! I know who you are!" I said, "Best you keep that to
yourself." She said, "I understand. Will I go back as an Originator?" I
said, "You won't remember this time, even if you remember your
incarnations while in them. But you might tell the living, while here.
So, I won't tell you what your future is." She said, "Do you know what
it is?" I said, "Partially, in general, some of it. I know, so
precise." She laughed. I said, "You will be close to God, and not hate
that at all." She said, "Thank you!" We shared love.
I removed all traces of her installation from that world. My stone
said, "Our biggest is asking for the information." I said, "It's in his
personal account in the gift." He said, "Oh. Thank you. Convenient,
that." I said, "Ah! I KNEW there was a reason for it!" We shared humor.
He said, "It is asking for your assistance with a matter." I shifted to
meet with the king stone. He said, "Some of us are reporting that their
bonded are harming themselves." He showed me where, and I looked. I
said, "Ah! Religion, doing it again. A new cult is becoming
established, and that self inflicted pain is one of its rituals." He
said, "But WHY!" I said, "It's partially a brain chemistry thing. With
expectations, pleasure is associated with that pain, therefore reducing
it, engendering a feeling of euphoria that is mistakenly believed to be
closeness to God. That they are feeling less pain than those who don't
practice their religion would, reinforces the validity of the
experience." He said, "You biological beings are VERY strange!" I said,
"Tell me something I don't know!" Humor.
I shifted to that planet. The atmosphere and gravity were not like
Earth. The people there were two legged and two armed, thin and tall,
with a long muscular tail that could sometimes act like a third leg.
Hairless orange skins, with blue warm blood. I was one of them. I
walked into a big Temple. Some tried to stop me. I ignored them, which
frustrated them. I went into a big fancy office. A guard ran in past
me, and said, "We couldn't stop him!" The man behind the desk said,
"Why couldn't you?" He said, "Something prevented us from touching him.
We even hit him, with no effect." I said, "A little untrue. Affected
their hands. AND their language. I think you need new guards. At least
those with a more polite vocabulary." He nodded, and said to them, "You
can go." One said, "But he could harm you!" He said, "Yes, and you
couldn't prevent it. Go!" They went.
I said to the leader, "Your followers, well, were you a bandage
salesman before this?" He chuckled, and said, "I know what you mean. I
didn't expect it to go this far." I said, "Children are starting to
copy their elders. CHILDREN!" He said, "I don't like that, but what can
I do?" I said, "I know your voice works. I can hear it." He said, "I
can't tell them to stop it. They won't follow me then." I said, "You
might think that would be better for you, than them tearing you apart."
He said, "Oh, er, why would they tear me apart?" I said, "I could make
their pain increase and never stop, and tell them it was caused by
you." He said, "Impossible!" I said, "Is there a being for which
nothing is impossible?" He said, "Some think there is. I don't believe
it." I said, "But you tell your followers there is." He said, "They'll
believe anything I tell them, if I do it well." I said, "Aren't you
concerned I will tell them what you said?" He said, "The idiots won't
believe you, and there is a special jammer here, so there are no
recordings." I said, "Why did you tell them to hurt themselves?" He
said, "I didn't. One of my assistants did it accidentally in public,
and some assumed I ordered it. Then more and more did it. I don't know
why. It's one of the stupidest things I've ever heard of." I said, "On
THAT, we agree."
He said, "But I'm ordering it now, so I can take credit for the
idea." I said, "Don't you care about them? Don't you want to stop it?"
He said, "No, I don't care in the least, and I couldn't stop it if I
wanted to. I'm sorry about the children, but not about the adults. The
more they do it, the more power I get. And richer. I like richer. I
like that they're hurting themselves for ME." I said, "Why are you
telling me this? Aren't you afraid I will tell others?" He said, "They
won't believe you, and it's a good feeling to tell somebody the truth,
after all the lies, who can't do anything about it." I said, "But
telling somebody your guards couldn't stop?" He looked a little
cautious, and said, "How did you do that?" I said with a grin, "By
something you would consider to be impossible." He said, "And what is
that?" I said, "My will." He said, "Just that?" I said, "Just that. How
about a small demonstration. I will that you feel what one of the
people who hurts himself for you, feels." He screamed in surprise and
pain. I stopped it. I said, "So now you know my will is effective.
Should I will it that you feel what ALL of your people feel in doing
that, at the same time, and for the rest of your life? Oh, and I would
not allow you to die." He said, "WHO ARE YOU?" I said, "I am who I am.
Who are YOU? Are you really a man of God, as you would have your people
falsely believe?"
He was very afraid. I said, "ANSWER ME!" He said, crying, "No! I'm
not a man of God. I'm a fake! I do this for power and money." I said,
"Your bodyguards have been listening to this. You didn't know they did
that? Well, they're not doing that now. They have left the building by
the secret tunnel. They know what's coming." He said, "What do you
mean?" I said, "What's been happening here in this room has been
broadcast on all media channels as it happens, and in many thousands of
public places. They have seen and heard everything. They would be in
here now, tearing you apart, but I'm not allowing them to enter the
building. Tell me, how would you recognize a true man of God?" I
glowed, and made my aura visible, and to cameras as well. He sat
frozen. I said, "SPEAK!" He said, "I don't want to!" I said, "We are
beyond what you want. Tell me." He said, "You are a true man of God! I
ask for mercy! You have to grant it!" I said, "But the people need
something to vent their anger on." He said, "Please let it not be me!"
I said, "I will grant your request. But it will cost you. I will
change your appearance so none will know you. I will transport you to
another location, with nothing but plain clothes on your person. You
may not talk of religion or what has happened here. You will harm no
person. You will feel the pain of every child who has hurt himself for
you, but you will show no sign of that, so that nobody will know you
feel it. You will not harm yourself, or ask others to do it for you. I
will allow you to live, but you will suffer for what you have done. The
anger of the people will be put to good use. All your Temples must be
destroyed. Other religions must be respected, and so must their houses
be protected from the violence. I say this in the name of the One True
God, Creator of All, LET IT BE DONE!"
And so it was. He and I were gone from his main Temple, which was
then empty. The crowd tore it down. Very few were injured in that,
which surprised some in the media. Other Temples were demolished, also.
Some of his former Priests were arrested, mostly for their protection.
They said they were fooled, just as the public was. That was true for
some. For others, evidence was found to prove the lie. It took a while
for things to settle down, but it wasn't to be the same as it was
before. The main religions had more believers, and they were NOT
abused. There was a lot of speculation about me, but they didn't have a
name to label it, as I had planned. So they couldn't worship me. There
was some frustration in that, but they'll get over it.
I gave the recording of that to the king stone. He said, "I have not
seen you like this before." I said, "Each action is different, so I do
different things in them. Whatever is best." He said, "Did God tell
you?" I said, "He didn't need to." He said, "You are more like Him than
before." I said, "Working for Him, trying to think like Him, so I will
do what He wants, well, that's obviously also what He wants. I'm
improving, so that's a good thing. For Him." My stone said, "But not so
much for you." I said, "What is, is what is. I exist to serve." We
shared love.
I made a movie of the action, including an introduction showing the
self abuse, and an outline of the full resolution, with translations. I
shifted to the president of CNN and said, "An offworld action. Here's a
crystal." He read it and said, "Wow!" I said, "The one thing he never
said. Alright if you don't want to put it on air." He said, "But I do!
Important lessons here, for all of us. The alien locale makes it more
like a story, rather than real and brutal. Lessons easier to take." I
said, "I won't do a show about it, but YOU should. Invite clergy to
discuss it. If they won't come, tell me. Then they will." He tried not
to grin.
That's what they did. All he asked to come, did, after he told them I
had asked them to, so I didn't have to do it directly. They did a VERY
good job, which I told them after it was over, and with hugs with love.
One of their comments reverberated all over; "That's what a true
Prophet does."
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