Solomon's Private File #332
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 30 in this story, in the Fall of 2056.
Solomon's Private File #332 "Originators And Decisions"
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I shifted to be in a big house on an otherwise uninhabited planet.
The resident of the house said to me, "You are not one of my
creations!" I said, "Correct. Neither are the other people here." He
said, "They are so! I made them myself." I said, "You did not. They
arrived here on this planet in their space ship. They have other homes,
with families and friends, which you are keeping them from." He said,
"Mine!" I said, "Why are they kept here?" He said, a little calmer,
"Because they fight well. I like to test them against each other." I
said, "That causes them to be injured." He said, "It wouldn't be fun if
that didn't happen. I heal them, and they can do it again." I said,
"They suffer. You can sense that." He said, "Yes, but that's part of
the game."
I said, "You don't let them see what you really look like. Why?" He
said, sullenly, "It would frighten them, and they wouldn't fight well."
I said, "They know about other intelligent species, and are not
frightened by such differences. Why do you think they would be
frightened by what YOU look like?" He said, "I won't tell you. Go
away!" I said, "You can heal them. Why don't you heal yourself?" He
shouted, "I don't need to be healed!" I said, "I can do it for you,
better than you can heal your guests." He said, "You can?" I said, "I
am unable to lie. Yes I can." He said, "I don't believe you." I said,
"I hear that a lot. That woman there is still injured." He said,
"Central nervous system malfunction. It can't be healed." I said to
her, "Would you allow me to heal you?" She said, "Oh yes, please!" He
said, "I forbid it!" I said, "Oh, so you DO believe I can heal her." He
said, "Er, no. You may try."
I healed her, and she could walk again, if jumping up and down would
serve as an indicator of that. He said, "You didn't do it! She wasn't
injured!" I said with a smile, "Contradicting yourself isn't a supreme
indicator of a rational mind. Want to restate that?" He said, "You can
really heal me?" I said, "Yes I can, but only if you agree to it." He
said in a quavering voice, "I am afraid." I said, "I know. It's a
natural thing to fear change, any change, even for the better. A strong
person is able to overcome that, when he needs to." I gave him some
love. He said, "Oh! Alright, I agree to it." I healed him. All of him,
including his minimal brain damage and psychiatric pathology.
He spent some time thinking things over, with his eyes closed, and
then tapped the control on his armband that turned off his disguise.
His prisoners were surprised. He was different from them, being larger,
and looking something like a tailless white pilot whale with arms and
legs. He reached into a drawer, and and put his metal headband on, that
had a Godstone on it. He said to me, "Thank you. I am Tromain." I said,
"I am Solomon. You know what you should be doing." He bowed, and then
turned to the prisoners, "I sincerely apologize to you all. I had
suffered some injuries, including brain damage, which has been healed.
I was insane. I think you don't need convincing to accept that." The
woman said, "I DO agree with that! I am Captain Ahaben. May we be
allowed to leave?" He said, "Yes you may." I said to her, "Your ship
has been made ready. What you see here will not be here in the future."
She said, "So you will remove it. Yes, I think I know something of who
you are. I can see your aura." I said, "I don't usually interfere. That
includes knowledge of me." She said, "I understand. Thank you." We
bowed. She lead her people to their space suits. They put them on, and
used the airlock to leave the house, and go to their ship.
I said to the Originator, "Very good mechs you have here." He said,
"A survey mission, to set up an observation post." I said, "It needs to
be moved now. You know some will come again." He hesitated, and then
said, "It will be done." I smiled, and said, "Stone talking again?" He
smiled, and said, "Amazing things!" I said, "They LOVE to embarrass
me!" He received a God package. It was small, so it didn't take him
long to open it. I said, "So, you have a new mission now." He said,
awe from him. I said, "You don't need to remove anything. I'll do it."
He said, "Thank you very much, Solomon!" I said, "No problem. We all
have our work to do. I like helping, though." Nods. I faded away. That
made him have more awe for me.
My stone said to me, "That was a strange action!" I said,
"Absolutely! He had regressed to his childhood, and was playing with
live sentient toys. But then, bonded people injuring themselves because
said, "Significantly less boring." He said, "Absolutely!" Shared humor.
I shifted to a space ship, one of many, that was on a planet. I said
to the Originator in charge, "This isn't the right planet, is it?" He
said, "Who are you? Is this your planet? How did you get in here?" I
said, "I am Solomon. This is not my planet. How I came to be here, you
wouldn't understand. You were directed to occupy the second planet of
this sun, not the third." He said, "How did you know that?" I said,
"Similar to how you know your orders, but I don't disobey them. Why did
you?" He said, "I don't have to tell you anything." I said, "You do.
What little you can sense of me, should have made you aware of that."
He thought for a minute, and then said, "My stone refuses to tell me
about you." I said, "That's because I asked it not to."
He was very surprised, and said, "You can talk to MY stone?" I just
looked at him. He said, "Oh. That planet is uncomfortably warm for us."
I said, "And that's why you should be there. THIS planet is what you
will work to change. In just being here, you are changing it in a
different way." He said, "Oh! I wasn't aware of that. We weren't told
the full reason for being in this system. But how can I believe you?" I
said, "You know I'm not lying. You also know I'm very much in advance
of you. Consider how I know to be here for this, and more, how I did
it, that you are unable to understand." He tried to.
He said, "You are an Originator?" I said, "No, I am not. Using the
business analogy, you're in the workforce. I'm an executive. I fix
problems with Originators. You disobeyed God. The longer you stay here,
the more you delay His plans. Do you wish to leave His service?" He
said, "Why hasn't He told us?" I said, "He likes the way I work.
Considers it useful testing of Originators." He said, "We are being
tested?" I said, "Everything you experience tests you. The test here,
is if you will admit your fault, and if you will correct it. There are
two outcomes. You follow God's commands, or you leave His service. If
that happens, you will lose all memory of your service, and all the
advanced tech. Your stones may remain bonded to you, or they may not.
That will be decided on an individual basis. God doesn't need to repeat
himself to you. Orders are just that, and you know what they are."
Stalling for time, he said, "You have done this before? Have any
Originators resigned?" I said, "Yes, and no. I prefer to not have my
first failure here." He said, "I must confer with my people." I said,
"Do it. Now." He started linking his mind to others. I helped him in
that, to make it happen faster, and he was very surprised. The
conference wasn't going well. I said to all, "I am Solomon, the Senior
Agent of God. You were ordered to occupy the second planet. Instead,
you are on the third. You did not trust in the wisdom of God, and have
disobeyed Him. You will move to the second, and begin work to change
this planet to achieve God's designs, or you will leave His service. If
you decide to leave, you will lose all memory of your service, and the
advanced technology you were given, and you may lose your bond with
your stones."
One said, "If we leave His service, will we be allowed to stay here?"
I said, "God would decide where you would go. Part of that decision
would be influenced by how many of you choose which of the two
resolutions to this problem. Consider that those who leave, will have
no memory of that decision, or that there even was one. That will also
cause sorrow in those who decide to continue to serve, forever losing
their friends and loved ones. If a small number of you choose to leave,
there could be too small a number to survive as a people, where they
are allowed to live out their lives. I will give you a day to think
about this and make your decision. I will return tomorrow." I left.
The next day, I started the world link, and said, "I am Solomon, the
Senior Agent of God. I have returned to hear your decision." The
majority wanted to stay on the planet, and leave their service. I made
a separate link to those who wanted to remain in the service, and said
to them, "The others aren't aware of this discussion. They will be
allowed to stay on this planet. If you don't wish to join them, there
is still valuable work for you to do in God's service." Most wanted to
join them. I removed them from that link. I said to those who remained,
"You wish to continue to work for God?" They did. I said, "All and any
work He will assign you to do?" They agreed to that. I said, "Those of
your people who leave His service will need help to survive and
prosper. They are NOT to know you exist, but you will help them, just
as you have done with other sentient peoples. You may live on this
planet, but not where they can find you. You may keep all the equipment
you need for this. The remainder can be kept on the second planet,
until they are able to discover it."
I said, "Do you agree to this assignment?" They did, with an
outpouring of love. The leader was among that group, and said, "I
regret that you have failed." I said, "This is God's desired plan for
your people." He said, "I don't understand!" I said, "I know that. The
test was the resolve of your people to do this. Only then could they
truly commit themselves to their new future. Only then, could we make
it happen, with assurance we were doing the right thing. Only then
could you still remain to help your people succeed, and truly want to.
God loves you. Always!" They cried.
I removed the memories of God's service from those who left, and
replaced them with primitive, to them, memories of lives lived on and
with the land, which I also prepared, with crops, the correct animals,
and homes, and all the other things necessary for them to live. I
showed their monitors what I was doing, and why. They were amazed, but
very attentive. I gave them more knowledge on how to take care of their
people. Then I helped them to decide where they would be living, and
built things for them there. Then I transported all they wanted there,
from where it had been, and the rest went to the other planet for
storage. They still had some shuttles they could use to travel between
planets, but I didn't tell them they never would. They would have no
real reason to.
After all that, and with proof the new town of those who left was
doing well, I met with the remaining Originators. I said, "When you
first came to this system, well, not what you expected." Big grins. I
said, "But you still have some doubts." The leader said, "With all you
have done, that we have no idea how you did it, very little doubts."
Chuckles. I said, "We'll fix those, too. Ready to talk to God?" There
were wows all over. I started the love broadcast, and God joined us,
and said, "Solomon, my Senior Agent for all time and spaces, you have
done well! You have followed my will as I would have, but did not tell
you. You have learned well! This was my plan. You made it work as no
other could. Those of you who remain in My service, now serve your own
kind, as I will it. You have my special love for being true to
yourselves." He flooded them with love, and left. The leader said to
me, after he recovered, "You didn't know?" I said, "It's complicated.
He doesn't tell me these things, so I can learn to think like him. That
pushes my advancement. The more of that, the more I can feel what
should be done, almost without thinking it. But, I hope you never know
how absolutely frustrating that is." Big grins. I hugged them with
love, and they were more in awe of me again. I faded away.
My stone said, "You told their stones not to communicate anything
about you. Part of the test?" I said, "Yes. There was something unusual
about this one. They were just told to move, and not why. That meant to
me, the resolution of the problem was something God wanted them to
decide for themselves. All else came from the available resolutions.
Just a test to remain in service to Him, didn't seem to be enough of a
reason to cause all that, and that planet didn't need anything but
sentient people on it, and they already were, then, and were VERY
compatible with it." He said, excitedly, "I see the reasoning! Your
complaint of mysterious ways is WELL founded." I said, "Oh, tell me
something I don't know all too well!" Shared humor.
He said, "You're going to monitor them." I said, "That's not much of
a guess. I do that for all of my work." He said, "Oh. They didn't keep
their stones." I said, "Or their special abilities. I made them
recessive again, back to where they were before your people modified
them." He said, "Oh! That's why their stones lost their bonds." I said,
"Having those special abilities without the memory of learning how to
they wouldn't be compatible with their current society. Someday they
will have them again, and the bonding will resume." He said, "Do you
know their future?" I said, "No. That's in the hands of their
Guardians. It will be interesting what they will do with that." He
said, "Very!"
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