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Solomon's Private File #15
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 12 in this story, in the Summer of 2038.
Solomon's Private File #15 "Meeting the Big Guy"
START Page
After a recording session with Chad, I said, "You know I'm being
pushed into being a leader." He said, "Yes. First double with Stephen.
I'm sorry it has to be that way, but we don't get to choose everything.
Anyway, you're the best for it, even without that." I said "Part of it
is responsibility. That's why I became a clergy. We should have one
here for clergy things after Dad goes. Kam has Buddhism. Didn't want to
duplicate. It's no wonder Judaism felt so right, being as I was the
first Solomon." He said, "Well!" I said, "Er, that wasn't a wow." We
kissed and hugged. He said, "Were you ever a Buddhist?" I said,
"Sometimes. Sometimes even when I was a Buddhist." He said "Oh, a
baddie?" I said "Nobody's perfect. VERY reformed now." He said
"Absolutely! Your Dad knows?" I said, "Yes. Did you know he was my son
once?" He said "Didn't. A good one?" I said "The best, of a whole
bunch. I er, had a lot of wives. Often." He laughed.
I said, "We need another medical doctor among us. Until we get one, I
want all you have on the subject. Just in case." He said thoughtfully,
"Logical. Reasonable. I could go at any time. Can you take it?" I said,
"I took all of Dad's engineering. Well, I was in a hurry to finish
setting up the production of my first invention." He grinned, and said,
"And a great invention it is. I wish I had thought of it." I said "We
all wish we had thought of things we don't think of when we think we
should have." He grinned wider and said, "I should have thought of
that, too." We poked each other and laughed. He gave it to me in a
push, including his internship. I said "Thanks." He said "Almost
unbelievable! Already useful?" I said "Sure. Want an explanation?" He
really did, and I told him what I told Dad, but in more detail. He
He said "Can you do all your Dad can do?" I said "I can't make
anybody pregnant." He laughed and poked me. I said, "In things
requiring intelligence and knowledge, mostly. In psionics, he's a
little better than me in some areas. In usual Senior Adept things, yes.
In making things, yes, but he's more creative, and can do much more at
once. I'll be working on that a lot. In math, not nearly as good. Yet.
Playing with time, none so far. Musically, far behind, and likely to
stay that way. Being a REALLY nice person, and enlightened, not even a
tiny fraction as good. Puns, better." He had to grin at that last one.
I said "So is Mom." He had to agree with that, and we both knew it. I
said, "I doubt I'll ever be as good as him in martial arts. I just
don't care about it that much." He nodded, and said, "I did, but I was
like a fierce wild animal in my youth." I made like I was moving away
from him in fear, and he laughed. I said, "In a lot of my lives, I had
to fight, sometimes with whole armies. When I was a good person, I did
it reluctantly." He knew what I wasn't saying, and nodded that he
understood why I might not like fighting now, even in practice. Then,
sometimes I enjoyed it way too much. And the hurting of people. He
hugged and kissed my tears away.
After a while, I said, "What do you think of Dad's stroking with
love?" He said, "Absolutely fantastic! Has he used it on you?" I said,
grinned and nodded. I said, "He was VERY surprised, when he was able to
be. Want my version?" He was speechless. I said, "If you don't say no
in three seconds, I'll start." He didn't, so I gave him the works. We
both squirted very well. When he could, he whispered, "Better than
his!" I said, "Because I tried er, harder?" He said, "Double wow!" I
said, "Good. Makes up for the missing wow. I think my PK is better than
his. Probably because I've been using it for years. More practice. No,
not for sexual things. Want to see a special trick with it?" He said,
"Sure." I said, "But first, I'll clean us up." He said "Oh, so you've
got that now." I said, "Very convenient. Here's a bowl of water. Using
nothing but PK, watch." An ice ball slowly formed in the water. He
said, "How did you do that?" I said "I made the molecular energy of a
volume of water, transfer to the surrounding water. It's warmer, and
there's a ball of ice in the middle of it, slowly melting now. Gave me
the idea for the invention." He said, "You could do this before you
became fully psionic?" I said, "Yes. I had the advantage in growing up
being aware of and accepting my limited psionics, and so could explore
and exercise them. You didn't. And when you could use the 4th, you had
something better, which took little of your own energy. It's the same
for practically all our students, but probably not for the ones raised
in Adept families."
He said, "You have to tell Pete!" I said, "Join me now?" He asked
Pete in contact, and we ported, after dressing, to his office. I told
him all about it. Then I said, "We should add this to the curriculum.
Exercising this way is good for development." He said, "Right. Set it
up." I said, "I think, next year, when some more Adept raised kids are
there to develop the training methods on. Can't know what's best until
we try it." He said, "Doctorate material, but secret." I said
"Alright."
Dad, Mom, Kam, and I ported To Sera Monastery in Tibet. It was the
4th of July, one of the days Dad broadcasts his love with the world. We
met the Regent, Rhamcha, in his office there. Then we ported to the
residence of the Dalai Lama. There wasn't one in it, which was why
there was a Regent, and he lived there. Kam isn't ready to be the Dalai
Lama officially, so she doesn't live there. We had a nice time talking.
Then we ate, and talked some more. Then it was almost time for Dad to
make the annual Tibetan Independence Day fireworks display. We ported
to near the jade pavilion outside Sera, next to the famous Road to
Sera. Dad made both of them, and a lot more in Tibet. At nine thirty
PM, Dad went to the Road, and grew to a giant, and threw up balls of
his energy high into the air. They exploded in the sky like real
fireworks. Very fancy fireworks. He played music from his mind,
coordinated with it. The large crowd down the hill love it. But that
wasn't all. Images of Dad were doing the same thing in every city in
Tibet. It was great!
At eleven PM, I joined Dad on the road, in 4th illusion disguise. He
started the love broadcast, and I joined him in connection and in
broadcasting my own love, using the 4th for extra energy. Our love went
all over the world, and we touched each person with it. Then God joined
us to do the usual healing. That was really awesome! Then somehow I
said to God, "Thank you very much for making me the son of such
wonderful parents. I was really bad before, but NEVER again. I love you
with all I have. More, when I get a little taller." He answered me with
humor, appreciation, and specific to me love. Then the broadcast
stopped, and I was in shock. When I could, I said "Wow!" almost
continuously. Dad had some wows for it, too. Our family ported to our
house in Jokhang Monastery.
Dad said to me, "He answered you!" I said, "I KNOW! Wow!" He said,
"He never did that in a broadcast before." I said in a hoarse whisper,
"He actually likes me. ME!" Dad and Mom, hugged me, while Kam was
looking at us in wonder. Dad said, "He loves you. He loves everybody,
but he has specific love for you. I love that." Mom said, "Absolutely!"
I cried my eyes out. I was thinking I didn't deserve it, for all the
bad things I had done in my other lives. Dad must have guessed that,
and said, "The past is gone to us. What our other lives did, isn't our
fault. Well, unless it was something nice." We grinned at each other.
Mom wiped my tears. I went to Kam and hugged her close, and said, "The
first time meeting God in the broadcast is something really special.
I'll be REALLY happy for you when you can do that." We hugged and
kissed some more.
I went to Dad, and said, "Which really good life was your most fun?"
He said "Judging by what we now think is the most fun, that would be
when I was Krishna. Great sex, VERY often." Mom said, "Stephen! Not in
front of the kids." Dad said, "Alright, kids, turn around." We all
laughed at the family joke.
Back at home in Window Rock, in bed with Ed, who was staying with us
for the summer, I told him what happened in Tibet. He had some wows to
offer for it. He said, "Are you ever going to talk about your other
lives?" I said, "I don't know. I don't want to. My parents don't want
to talk about their lives, either. It's not fun even thinking about
them. What really happened in the past is different from what we think
we know now. That makes some of my lives, like Dad's, very
controversial. And a lot of the time I wasn't a very nice person. Those
lives HURT!"
He kissed away my tears. Then he grabbed and played with my nuts. I
said, "That works!" He giggled. I turned on the link, limiting it to
just us, and he gasped. He said, "I have to know." He went down and
licked them, and I almost went wild with ticklish pleasure. A few
seconds later, we both squirted very hard. He said, "I didn't know you
could do that! We aren't supposed to learn it until we're older. Who
taught you?" I said, "I figured it out on my own. It's not hard. Well,
except for that." We laughed together, and hugged and kissed with love.
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