Solomon's Private File #383
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 32 in this story, in the Winter of 2058-2059.
Solomon's Private File #383 "The Devil He Did"
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What I said after the fusion show made quite a splash in the news.
The loudest were those who disagreed with me. The most confused, too.
Religious leaders were asked to comment. A few minor leaders who
opposed me, did it badly. The others, just didn't. Then the Pope
released a statement:
"Solomon released a conversation he had with one particular family,
at their request. It troubles me that many others have seen fit to
denigrate that, and seek to interfere in that family's life. I disagree
with that. They have no moral right to interfere in any family that is
not harming the people in it, or breaking any laws. Now to some of the
specifics of what was discussed in that conversation. Being unclothed
in the home, happens. It's can't be avoided, as Solomon so logically
expressed. Being without clothes in the home in itself can't be in any
way immoral, because of that. Some have said that could lead to immoral
acts. To you who believe that, I have to tell you something you show
you aren't aware of. EVERYTHING can and will lead to immoral acts, with
people who want to do them. They don't need any more reasons than they
can very well create for themselves to justify anything they want to
do. If you want your children to have a true moral conscience,
demonstrate yours to them in a good way, not how you show yourself now.
Just telling them, doesn't do it. If YOU don't have a good moral
conscience, come to our Churches, and we'll help you."
"Any of you who have ever been hugged by Stephen and his family, and
members of the Corps, KNOW God is in the hug. It is my opinion that God
is in EVERY good hug. That's right, no matter who does it, they're
expressing God's love for us, along with their own in the hug. I can
have absolutely NO objection to anything that causes an increase in
loving hugs for all humanity. When you're hugging, you're not fighting.
You're not killing. You're being good people. I have to love that.
Children have shared their beds since humanity began. They want to.
It's a natural part of being children. A majority of them in the world
do it. Some have to, because of poverty. I see no harm in allowing it
by choice, if boys and girls older than six years of age are separate.
Other issues that were discussed in that conversation have been
addressed by us before. People are going to ask if Solomon asked me to
say this. He didn't. I hope he's surprised. If that's possible. In
closing, I wish to extend my personal love and admiration to Dak, for
wisdom beyond that of most people of all ages, and his eloquence in
expressing it. Thank you, Dak, for being you."
That went off like fireworks all over. LDS president said much the
same, even praised the Pope. That also surprised people. I was asked a
lot to comment. I said, "I've been asked to comment on the recent
announcement by Pope Paulo. That is in one word that says it all. Wow!"
That caused some on air grins.
Dak and his family were invited to meet with the President of LDS. I
ported them, and shifted there. He said to Dak after hugs, "Pope beat
me to it. I could only agree with him. Right. Politics." Grins. He
said, "You aren't alone in this. My own grandchildren are doing the
same. Their parents looked very funny when they tried to tell me,
before we knew of you." Grins and chuckles. He said, "They said you
"I do!" I said to him, "Which kids wouldn't you want to visit?" He
looked thoughtful, and said, "Hmmm, can I get back to you next year?"
Laughter.
I said, "Something that hasn't been in the news about this. Summer
camp experiences have been like this for more than a hundred years. In
my cabin, we didn't use the beds for much. Just blankets on the floor,
under and over a lot of huddled and hugged bodies." He said, "Did you
know how much time that didn't take." He grinned, and his father
laughed. I said, "That was more of like a mechanical thing, like
brushing teeth, and something like a minor group fun activity. For us,
what was important was sharing our love and care for each other. It was
noticed that my cabin had the happiest campers. A lot of others wanted
to join us, not even knowing about the extras. We took the ones who
were picked on, or who felt isolated." Dak said, "You would." I said,
"We had that, too." I had to explain why the adults laughed. He
grinned.
I said, "And I was nude in public at camp, kind of by accident." Dak
said, "Please tell me about it!" I said, "Alright, if I can tell them,
too?" He said, "Oh. They're here, too. Sorry." Grins and chuckles. I
said, "Kids in a canoe tipped over out in the bay. One of three stayed
under. I swam out to them fast, and rescued him. Lost my trunks. Rescue
boat picked up the kids. I towed the canoe back myself. Lifeguard on
the beach gave me a towel, but not before everybody saw all of me. I
didn't care much if it didn't stay on." Grins. He said, "Did the girls
like what they saw?" I said, "Yes, actually. I told them I was too
young for that. Well, at eleven, I was. One thing about being naked as
a boy, that's convenient. Can count to twenty one." Adults laughed. I
Oh!" He laughed. Then he said, "You don't wear clothes at home!" I
said, "Been watching?" He laughed, and said, "No, but I know I'm
right." I said, "Can't you wait till you get home, to be intelligent?"
He laughed loudly. We hugged. The others grinned at him.
I said, "Hugging without clothes in the way, is good, but doing it
with a person who is covered with fur, is out of this world! Er,
literally. Here'e me as one of them." He said, "Wow!" I melted down to
one his size, and said, "Hug!" He did, and felt my fur, and said,
"Wow!" I said, "Don't wear that word out. You might need it later."
Giggles. I said, "Laughing in a hug, is fun, too. Now I'm a Hopcher. We
have to watch out for their tails." I poked him on the rear with it,
and he jumped, and laughed. I said, "When we have pool parties with
them, a lot of people jump. No complaints, though." Grins. I changed
back into my usual form. He said, "No swim suits." I said, "Right.
Stupid to put something on to get into the water. Only humans do that.
Nobody stupid in my group. With one exception. Men who want to do
diving, don't want to do that naked. Hitting the water at that speed,
without some protection, isn't much fun." Nods. He said, "You showed
your diving on TV." I said, "I did. Got a lot of extra marriage
requests from that." Chuckles.
I said, "I think I should leave you to do some talking about other
things. Let me know about more porting." I shifted out. I shifted to
meet with the Baptist leader. I said, "Noise from your people. Pope
shocked them?" He laughed, and said, "He sure did! We don't want to
admit it, and very much not to outsiders, but a lot of us do consider
the Pope as something like the leader of Christians, if not completely,
and you affirmed that, with your requirement that only the Vatican
could authorize the release of the life of Jesus." I said, "They claim
to be the First Christian Church. They aren't, as a real Church, with
an official standardized message and rituals. Greek Orthodox is,
followed by Coptic, while in Rome, they were still mostly a fractured
cult. Can't start much of a real Church, when you aren't able to meet
in the open, and have to meet in small groups in secret. Can't
standardize anything that way. Became a real Church under Constantine,
and the Greek version of it won out, then separated from the Greek by
being managed as a government, and changed to support that. Coptic is
actually the oldest existing Church, based on the age of the current
basic standards and rituals, and they know it." He said, "Are you going
to say that in public?" I said, "Not much point to that. Been known for
centuries. Why should you care, Johnny-come-latelies as you are?" He
grinned, and said, "So we're not exempt from your er, wit." I said,
"Well, who is?" Chuckles.
I said, "Social customs and religious views aren't based on logic and
reality, or even sanity. I am. You see what happens with that." He
said, "I do." I said, "Children know very well what's stupid. More,
actually, than they will ever be as an adult, after the imprint of
society succeeds in making even their views conform." He said, "Hmm,
insightful. Won't help, though." Grins. I said, "You know what to tell
your people. I work from logic and wisdom, with compassion. They oppose
me, they oppose those things, which is noticed. So, they might want to
be a little careful with that, if they want to be relevant to the
future. And respected. I say this because I care about them. I love
them. Their opposition to me, or anything I say and do, only helps me
by keeping the debate open and noticed. It sure doesn't help THEM. They
should remember who I speak for, who can call on Him to tell them that,
and the world, at any time. Life is change. Better to be on the good
side of that. Have the major leaders of Islam opposed me in that?" He
said, "Strangely silent." I said, "They REALLY want to make LOUD noises
about it. Do your people want to look less intelligent than they are?"
He said, "Oh! That hurts!" Chuckles.
I said, "I know you want your people to hear this, and in private.
How?" He said, "A crystal, and you port me all over." I said, "Alright,
but not at the same time." Grins. We did that, to not much change, as I
expected. Back in his office, I said to him, "Did you expect that would
make a difference?" He said, "I think I did." I said, "It won't. It
can't. When you don't have a standard enforced party line, each
congregation is run as an independent service business. Customers don't
like what they hear, they'll shop around for one they do like. That
leaves your Ministers at the mercy of the society, not the masters of
it, or their religion. I learned this in summer camp, when I visited
the different religious services. Pastor Smith told me that very
plainly, after I said I didn't agree with the devil existing, that
people didn't need to be tempted by anything other than their own
selfishness. He said if he didn't support their belief in it, they
wouldn't come to his church. This means your Ministers support what
their people want, over God and His will. All independent churches
exist for that, at least a little, actually." He said, "We should have
had this in the crystal." I said, "Would you have accepted it then?" He
said, "Oh. That wisdom thing again." Chuckles. I said, "Added. Use it
in the next round, someday." We hugged.
I met with the Lutheran leader. I said, "Your people haven't made
much noise about the last controversial issue." He said, "Can I say in
honesty, it was just caution?" I said, "Eh, no." Chuckles. He said,
"Yes, it was cowardice, I think." I said, "Something missing in the
Baptists." He grinned. I said, "Let's switch negative to positive.
You've got more wisdom." He said, "Thank you!" I told him the same
things I told the Baptist leader. He said, "Thank you for helping me to
understand that. I hadn't known that." I said, "Religious isolation can
encourage ignorance, and that can be a little dangerous in the world
environment, for any organized religion." He said, "So we're
discovering." I said, "If nothing else, 'know thine enemy' should have
motivated something." He said, "I'm still trying to hold onto the
wisdom compliment." Grins.
I said, "I'm constantly asked to do a show talking about religions,
the good and bad of them." He said, "You've resisted that, which still
surprises people, with how your father was about that, and how you are
about politicians." I said, "That resistance can't last forever. Sooner
or later, something's going to happen that will make it necessary for
me to get tough on some use of religion, in public." He said, "Have you
done it in private?" I said, "Oh yes I have! Crystal private to you."
He read it, and had a lot of interesting expressions. He said,
"Patty-cake!" I said, "Pope had similar reactions. I'm sorely tempted
to send an image of the devil to bedevil a preacher at the pulpit. Do
they make retroactive adult diapers?" He laughed. He said, "You did
something almost like that, with the preacher who said 'May God strike
me down.' You smashed his pulpit." I said, "I'm actually required to do
that. I wasn't at all reluctant." Grins.
I said, "People can't understand what it's like for me. I've got an
all powerful Boss who doesn't usually give me any details in his
instructions, who can correct me to the whole world. Nobody knows how
nervous I am, all the time. I don't even know when I do something
right, unless it's after a specific assigned mission, and for most of
them, that's rare. I know what he wants in general, and I do it. I can
also feel something of how he feels about me and what I do, constantly.
But I still have to make the choices I do, and without direction. And I
don't always agree with Him." He said, "In that world broadcast, and
the order to share the grace action." I said, "I never know when he's
going to correct me again, and I REALLY don't want to make that happen!
There are still people who lead worship to God, who don't accept what
he's said about me. I don't know how long I'm going to be allowed to
let that continue to happen." He said, "Wow! I didn't think about
that!"
I said, "Think of it this way, in perspective. There are whole
galaxies of people who accept me, and many on my own world, don't. That
he allows it at all, may be for ME, in my pleading. He's done something
like that before in an assignment." He said, "Wow! I don't know what
else to say." I said, "That's alright. Think about a guy in red,
terrorizing an errant preacher." He laughed. I said, "I think I might
to do it! Oops!" He said, "Your monitors?" I said, "They sure are
supportive!" He laughed. I said, "If it happens, I'll give you a
recording."
There was a gigantic revival meeting in a big glass church. The
preacher was ranting against the devil in people, that tempts them. I
made an image of a three meter tall naked and gonad-less red skinned
man with horns on his head, and a long barbed tail, carrying a trident,
appear on stage. I yelled, "Stop taking the name of the Devil in vain!
I can't put anything of me in anybody. Look! Nothing there." I pointed
to my empty groin. I slammed the sharp ends of the trident into the
floor of the stage, and it stuck there. Then I farted loudly, and
people smelled sulfur, which was like rotten eggs. I fanned the area
behind my butt, and said, "I sure don't want to do that in an
elevator!" I said to the people, "Everybody says when they do something
bad, 'The devil made me do it.' They're lying! They don't need me to
make them do anything bad. They do it because they want to. That free
will thing. I can't touch it. Don't blame ME for your bad. I'm sick of
that. I retired a long time ago. You want to blame somebody for what
you do, blame yourselves! But no, you don't want to do that. Yes there
is something like a devil in you, but you made it yourself. It's called
PRIDE. Get rid of that, you don't do bad. You want to use ME to
terrorize little children to obey you. That's SICK! I don't want to do
anything to children. They don't do anything bad, until you show it to
them. You don't want them to be bad, don't do anything bad they can
copy. But no, you're too selfish to stop."
I said, "You say I'm a God created fallen angle. That's STUPID! Would
He really create an enemy? You want to believe God is as stupid as you
are. Angles are creations that don't have free will, only people do.
Angles can't fall, no matter how clumsy they are. Got wings. You want
to know what I really am? I'm your imagination. Nothing more. I'm not
real, except in your delusions. You want me to go away, deny me. That's
right. Stop believing in me, and take responsibility for your own
thoughts and actions, and you'll be rid of me. Go ahead. I DARE you!
Give me up. Will me away. Stop believing in me. Make me leave. Well?
I'm waiting. What's the matter? Devil got your tongue? Oops!" Somebody
took out a gun and shot at me. I said, "Nope, that won't work. Told you
I wasn't real. You can't shoot something that isn't real, only deny it.
But you can kill other people with that. Don't blame ME for that. It's
your gun. I sure didn't pay for it. I don't have any money. Where would
I put it? Pockets? I don't have any pants! So you have a gun. It's for
killing. You must like killing a lot, to want to pay to be able to do
it. How many have you killed so far? Too proud to speak, eh? Right.
Your friends here would be jealous. Some say I'm the father of lies.
I'm not the father of anything. I'm not equipped! Try this brain
teaser. The sky is blue. So, If I lied when I said that, you're
color-blind. The problem is in who says what's a lie and what isn't.
I'm real to you because you lie to yourselves, and that's the worst way
of lying, that only you cause because you want to. It makes you feel
better. Better than you deserve, actually, and that's why you do it.
The true father of lies, is each of YOU!"
I said, "In case you haven't noticed, I'm still here. Want me to
leave, deny me. Oh preacher man, feeling a little unusual? Convincing
people I exist, backfire on you? That's what you get for manipulating
people you want to have power over. Who's REALLY the devil here? Want
me gone, tell them the truth. I don't exist. Oh but you won't. I'm a
myth, a fairy tale. Actually, I wouldn't mind having a furry tail.
Finally something good I can play with." My tail poked me, and I told
it, "Hey, stop that!" I said to the congregation, "Deny me, and I
leave. Alright, I'll make a deal with you. Half of you deny me, and
I'll leave. On three. One. Two. Two and a half. Oh, I couldn't resist
really. Oz isn't real either. Good story, though. There's no place like
home. I don't need red shoes. I've got red all over me. You almost did
it. Try again, and with feeling. One. Two. Three!" I said, "You're
doing it. I'm fading." I tried to lift the trident, but it was stuck in
the floor. I said, "Ah! You took my strength. A little help here?" One
brave man came up and yanked it loose, and gave it to me. I said,
"Thanks. See you later. Or not. It's been interesting." I vanished with
the trident.
There was a LOT of laughter at home. Hawk couldn't stop laughing, so
he said in the air, "What do you think that preacher is going to do
about it?" I said, "He's got choices. That's the point." Mom said, "Was
that for the camera?" I said, "Selected ones, yes." Hawk laughed
harder. Daren said, "That's bad. I like it!" Galya said, "You lied?" I
said, "It was play acting with an image. The character spoke, not me,
and in teaching mode, an illustration. That's permissible, for my er,
job, or I couldn't have done it. If that was actually me doing it." She
said, "Oh! But that's going to make them think it wasn't you." I
grinned, and said, "As intended. Let them wonder." George said,
"They're going to ask you." I said, "And I'm going to grin." Chuckles.
I said, "It said it wasn't real. That makes everything it said unreal.
Therefore, truth and lies don't apply to it." Dawn said, "That's
sneaky! Really good." We hugged.
Preacher left the stage, and it was announced that the services were
over for the day. Recording went on the internet right away. It was
also noticed that some who tried to record it, couldn't. The Devil
wasn't visible in the recording. They compared notes, and found out
that it was a random thing, because it didn't affect all of one camera
model. I was asked a lot. I said, "Stephen said it for us, as our
position on this issue. Here is how I would say it. The Devil, as a
being, doesn't exist. What is ascribed to the Devil, is caused by
natural events, and people who want to do bad things. People don't need
any help to be tempted to do anything. They're perfectly capable of
doing it all themselves, and they do, all too often. Blaming it on
something else is a way to avoid responsibility for their own willed
selfish actions. People who do that won't receive absolution, or
achieve God's Grace, or become enlightened, no matter what anybody says
to the contrary. Nobody makes your choices but YOU." That was well
received, even by many in religions, but it wasn't what the media
wanted.
Some asked if it was real. I said, "Whatever it was, said it wasn't
real. That being the case, means that all of what it said, wasn't real,
including that it wasn't real. So, the only thing that's real about it,
is determining what's real about it. If it was. Er, really."
Newscasters had fun with that one. So did we.
I said to the Lutheran, "Well, what do you think?" He said with a big
grin, "Different style than you're known for. That's got them confused.
And your last comment after, is absolutely priceless!" I said, "Thanks.
Hawk had to use external air vibrations to say something, for a long
time." He laughed. I said, "Right." He said, "Some think there were
lies in it, and so don't think you did it." I said, "Fiction, and
announced as such. Character was speaking. Real world lie concept
doesn't apply." He said, "Oh. That's true." I said, "Those who might
figure that out, might not want to point it at me." Grins. I said, "I
was there, though. You know nobody would have the blind courage to help
with the trident, and if he did have that, he would have stabbed the
Devil with it. I did the trident help. Had to end it somehow." He said,
"Oh. That's why they can't find that man." I said, "Convenient. One
issue that hasn't been mentioned. That trident was stuck in the floor.
Holes are still there." He said, "Oops! What if somebody does mention
it?" I said, "A little problem. It's real, and they can feel it, but
cameras can't see it." He laughed. I said, "Got Hawk." More laughter.
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