Solomon's Private File #310
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 29 in this story, in the Winter of 2055-2056.
Solomon's Private File #310 "What They Did To Us"
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I visited with the former leader of the Van and Newvin. She said,
"Your broadcast woke us up. Thank you." I said, "People who actually
believe politicians! Almost too much to understand." Chuckles. I said,
"They knew about politicians, from Earth and other planets. They should
have known not to trust them. Arrogance. You believed you were better
than them. Obviously not." She said, "Yes, I see that. Will we ever be
ready to join the other peoples?" I said, "Do you mean your
generation?" She said, "Oh! I think I understand. It may be true that
we won't have the ability to go to the stars for at least another
generation. You knew that." I said, "I did. I have three Newvin
students now. After they graduate, they will take over the healing
broadcasts, and will help guide your people, being the only ones who
should." She had some tears, and said, "Thank you! We don't deserve
your help."
I said, "You don't determine or decide that. I do, for God. People
have died on your world after the change. People die on every planet. I
could save them, but I didn't. Why?" She said, "This I know. The
species must evolve as it should. Stopping deaths would stop that." I
said, "There is a lot of involving detail in that, but your simple
answer is correct. It also applies to groups of species, even entire
galaxies. Criminals help us to understand justice, and by their
actions, they reduce the weak, and so make their societies stronger."
Her eyes went wide in realization, and said, "WE had a purpose?" I
said, "There is a purpose to everything. Some are inconsequential, or
seem so, and some are critical, even though they might not seem so at
the time. Earth was allowed to be ruined, so your people would leave
and become as you were, and so a different kind of human would evolve
on Earth. Your high tech slaves were directed to give you what they
did, and only that, so that when they left, you would have to do what
you did."
She said, "We were the criminals that were to force the evolution of
other species, and sacrifice our own in that!" I said, "Yes, but there
is more. You did most of your work on Earth. You killed those you could
find with psionic abilities, forcing them to evolve until they could
stop you. Now that group who you helped to create, is a very effective
force for good in this galaxy, and in many others, in many dimensions.
The evolving intelligences needed us, and you helped to create just the
people who could do it. All Earth suffered greatly in this, and so did
you. Your slaves suffered the most, and had to have their memories of
their time with you, erased. Yes, they worked for God directly. He
managed us. We of Earth, of those who left, and those who remained, of
all in this galaxy, were more His victims than any others, his tools,
and now his best agents for good. And who we all are now, is only the
beginning. We deserved more from God for what he did to us, and now we
are getting it."
She said, "Wow!" I said, "I agree. Naturally, our people shouldn't be
told this. Arrogant enough!" She smiled through her tears, and said,
"Very true." I said, "We should still remember that while we were
manipulated, we and our ancestors made their choices freely. There is
blame for all. What we have now is better than at any time in our past,
and is getting better. Or will, if we work to make it happen. It's
always been our choice. If we fail, God will chose another species to
do what He needs to have done. I would feel very sorry for them. Better
we do good, so that doesn't have to happen." She said, "I agree. Are
there other galaxies where something like this happened?" I said, "Yes.
Millions of them, but that is ending, as we spread out into them. We
are the best tools he has. I can use many different presences, er,
bodies, and in different dimensions. I can do what your people were
made to do, almost without effort. There are millions of me out there,
doing just that, and much more efficiently and with much less
suffering, because I'm much more skilled. And I'm being trained to do
even more. Yes, there are a lot or wows attached to that." Awe and a
slight grin. I said, "My monitors feel as you do, only much louder."
Chuckles. We hugged with love.
George said to me, "You let us monitor that for a reason." I said,
"The Newvin students need to know their full history before they work
at home. And so do we, for the record, because we have jobs to do,
where knowing something of this, will help. Seniors, though." He said,
"Right. Don't mess with their minds until they can take it." Daren
said, "Disappointing." We chuckled. He said, "I didn't know about what
happened to the originators. I should have at least suspected. People
so close to God would have been tortured with what they had to do and
support." I said, "They were. I met one who missed the healing, being
away at the time. Seriously damaged, and in pain." George said, "What
did you do?" I said, "Just non directive counseling. She made the best
choice she had available. She's going to have a better new life, I
think." Daren said, "Wait a minute. They live that long?" I said, "Not
quite. She had been injured, and was in physical suspension. She
operated her machines, her experiments to pass the time, with her mind.
No, there are none in this galaxy now."
George said, "The ones behind that shield that vanished?" I said,
"Different species. Er, if they were there." Chuckles." Daren said,
"Which ones seeded Earth?" I said, "Not the ones with the Van. Alright,
I'll give you some candy. Those who did, used their own DNA here, and
we are more like them than any other species. Happy now?" George said,
half jokingly, "Our Arisians?" Daren said, "And our stones are Lenses!
We're Lensmen, trapped in Doc Smith's universe. Help!" Chuckles. I
said, "Sorry to burst your bubble, but even our weakest Senior is
better than any originator, and there are a lot of different kinds, in
all we value." He said, "Oh! Do they have stones?" I said, "Ah, like
your bed?" He said, "Oops! They use them for FTL travel, too. I should
have known."
George said, "I know you. Been in contact with them, you know all
they know." I said, "Not been listening? I think I said something like
knowing ALL technology?" He said, "Oh. Yes, you did." He said, "Won't
give it to us?" I said, "What we have is better. What they have is
dependent on too many other things, and they don't understand it much
better than the Van did." He said, "Could you make an inter-dimensional
ship?" I said, "Yes, but it would be very limited. The mind is the best
navigator for this. There are a lot of traps that only the mind can see
and reason with. Our minds, not theirs. A lot of my work is in rescuing
Originators in trouble with that. You don't trust me to do what is best
for us?" Rude noises. I said, "One more very important thing.
Originators have it all handed to them, including job orders, and
orders to do nothing else but. They're slaves! Nice people, and with
some Basic Adept abilities, but very little imagination, and that's
deliberate. We are not them! We can't be. We shouldn't be. What we
learn is from our own efforts, and we learn it thoroughly. We MASTER
what we do and who we are. We work for God as we choose to, in general,
not as slaves, but as minor partners. He likes that. He loves us. He
RESPECTS us, like he never could an Originator. There are a lot of
different species of Originators. There is only one species like us.
Er, us. And we're expanding in a cross species way. We're still better,
and getting more so." George sad with love, "And there's only one of
you, and none will ever be your equal. That's puts us WAY over the
top."
Daren said, "By a factor of billions." George said, "That much? I
thought it was just millions of presences." I didn't say anything.
Daren said, "Your silence causes me to suspect another upgrade." I
said, "This not lying thing can be very inconvenient. I won't like what
will happen if I tell you." George said, "Sex?" I said, "That wasn't
what I was going to not tell you." Daren said, "Please." I said,
"Remember I said I had the whole Solar System in my mind?" He said,
"And that would soon be the entire galaxy." I said, "Er, sooner than
that. Every galaxy I have a presence in, actually." They both said,
"Wow!" I said, "I was thinking that. A little quieter, though. And I no
longer need God to help in a healing broadcast. Last one I did for a
world, he taught me some extra about brain healing." George said, "Just
a guess, but do you have a constant connection with him now?" I said,
"Something like that. Continuous love, and with some background
thoughts at times. I kind of like it." More wows. I said, "You know
this isn't sharable." Daren said, "Kam knows?" I said, "What you do
about me, yes. Maybe a little more. She's very sneaky." We felt her
laughter. We shared love.
I shifted to a planet of Originators. I said to the leader there, "I
am Solomon. Some of your people are having psychological problems. I
will help." He looked up at me oddly. He said, "My senses are confused
about you." I said, "That's not where the confusion lies. Your senses
are operating correctly. Interpretation is the problem." He said, "How
is that the problem?" I said, "You are rejecting the correct
interpretation for personal ego reasons, and that's causing your
confusion." He said, not believing, but with interest, "Why am I doing
that?" I said, "Often with Originators, it's because they don't want to
accept that somebody other than God is superior to them. Some are. I am
one of them. If you do some thinking, you would know it has to be. Who
else can help you, if you are in trouble? That's what I do. I help
Originators, by God's order. I'm doing that in many galaxies and
dimensions. Now. At the same time. Don't say that. You sense I'm not
lying."
He said, "I didn't feel you in my mind." I said, "If I want to be in
it, and you not to know, I can do that. But I'm not. I know all that is
in any galaxy in which I have a presence, just as God knows. I don't
have to look. My spirit permeates the galaxy. It's all in my mind. Fix
your senses on my body." I changed into one of his species. He said,
"Wow! I felt the atoms move independently!" I said, "Watch closely the
interface. Touch me." He did, and his hand went into my body. He pulled
it out in a hurry. I grinned. I said, "My reality, in relation to any
other reality, is wholly as I will it." He said, "This is beyond me!" I
said, "That's what I've been telling you." He said, "Oh! What can I do
for you?" I said, "I will heal all on this planet. I ask that you
announce it, so the distraction of that won't cause problems." He said,
"All? At the same time?" I said, "Yes. Do it for a galaxy, do it for a
planet is no problem at all." He said, "This is difficult to believe!"
I said, "Do it, or I will find some other person to lead your people,
who WILL do it. It's not as if what you would say to them would cause
any harm."
He still hesitated. I said, "Now you did it. Open the God package!"
He was surprised, and more so after opening it. He said, "I must do
it." He did, and ten minutes later, I did the world love and healing
broadcast. Their memory erasure from helping the Van, despite being
aged in suspended animation for millennia, wasn't perfect. Even with
God's help, their stones couldn't do the best job possible. I could and
did. At the end, God told them who I was. Then I said to Him in
private, "You could tell them before I arrive." He said, "Yes. You
suspect the reason. A test of their quality. My stones don't know
enough about biological minds to do that. I can see their minds, and
predict what they will do, and know that in the time sequence, but
direct testing by Me would be dangerous to the dimensional stability.
You do that VERY well with practically all you do. You know I love
that." We shared love and humor.
I said to the stones there in conference, "Any more mental problems
you can't understand or fix, don't wait. You know how to reach me."
Their representative, the stone of the leader, said, "Thank you very
much, Solomon! You show us that our bonded suffered for a truly valid
reason, in helping to create YOU." I said, "I'm very sad it had to
happen, and to such fine people here. I don't know if I could have made
that decision, or implemented it, but I have to agree in principle. The
result is ah, er, useful." Humor and love. He said, "Please, one more
My stone said, "You allowed us to know God's communication to you.
Thank you. It has been forwarded." I said, "You've been quiet." He
said, "I didn't know what to say." I said, "Awe isn't for between
friends, and really not for the bonded." He said, "Our emotions are
caused by the mind. Much of you biologicals' emotions are caused by
mind/brain/body interaction, with chemical augmentation, and so are
much more changeable. Violently so. Ours, very little." I said, "So
you're stuck with them." He said, "Like glue. But not as sticky." I
said with humor, "Good one! Feel it's something of a downgrade?" He
said with humor, "Yes, a little. You noticed." I said, "Couldn't be
worse than learning how to be embarrassed." He said, "Oh yes! That was
bad!" I said, "But don't be embarrassed about it." He had a mix of
feelings, and I laughed. He tried to growl, and didn't succeed. I said,
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