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Date: Fri, 10 Apr 2015 18:38:32 -0400
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Solomon's Private File #19
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 late Winter of 2038-2039
Solomon's Private File #19 "Sing Along"
START Page
I said to Dad, "You know about my singing recording for my project."
He said, "Yes. Your effect is strange." I said, "Don't I know it! While
the recordings are for the project, I have a tangental idea. You have a
lot of recordings saved for release after you skip out. I think you
should have some more that show you are great father. Singing with me."
He said, "Your privacy?" I said "My voice is going to start changing
soon, so that by itself fixes the problem, but also when I'm in
disguise, my voice is different. These will be audio only. A blurred
face would put people off." He said, "Agreed. I have a light schedule
until Kam's birthday, lighter than yours, actually. I just told Chad.
Let's get started." We had a great time, and caused a lot of tears of
happiness for Chad. We'll be doing it again as often as we can schedule
it.
In a meeting with Pete and Ivanna, Pete said to me, "It's becoming
known the son of Stephen has chosen to be Jewish. And that he might
have some status in that religion. There has been some er, speculation
about how the Buddhist Stephen feels about it." We all grinned at each
other. I said, "I hope he says nothing. Let that frustrate them
beautifully." They laughed. I said, "I was born a Buddhist. My roots,
so to speak. I wanted to branch out. Those who wood bark about it, can
take it or leaf it." They groaned very dramatically. I looked proud of
what I had said, and they chuckled. Pete said, "Can we use that
statement at the right time?" I said "Sure. Why waste it? Just be be
sure of the intended spelling. Wood with 'o's, for example." He said,
"Oh!" I gave him a rude noise. Chuckles.
Ivanna said, "We've heard good things about you from the FBI and our
people there. You are respected and loved. How?" I said, "You think I
know?" Pete said, "Yes." Another rude noise, and they laughed. Pete
said, "I'll explain why I think that. Your father didn't want to
understand how well he affected people. Too embarrassing. You have too
much of an interest in that subject to let that stop you." I grinned
and said, "Carefully put." More grins. I said, "Dad was and is a leader
and commander. Always out in front. I am more like, 'Let's go together
that way, and isn't that fun?' No matter how hard Dad tried to be one
of his people, he couldn't be. He was just too far in advance of them.
I grew up not always being the best. He was. And now with his new kids,
I've got equals. My different attitude shows. I may be the leader, but
it's by a narrow margin, and by accident of birth. And I have a Jewish
sense of humor." He was going to comment, when Ivanna looked surprised,
and said to him, "Don't discount that. It fits well with his style, and
enhances it." Pete nodded. She said, "And when he comes out with a very
wise statement, they really pay attention to it. They know he's a good
guy, cheerful and fun, but under that is a very wise and serious
thoughtful person they can really respect." I looked at Pete seriously,
and said, "Like a Rabbi."
He looked kind of thunderstruck, and then embarrassed. He said, "I
sincerely apologize. I see I didn't take your religious studies
seriously. I see something else. That didn't make who you are. You just
went for what you already were. Wow!" I said, "Yes. The Rabbis
recognized that at a glance. I just knew. Do you think, no matter who
my father is, they would have made me a real Rabbi, if I were not one
in fact?" He said, "Oh! I was wrong again. Thank you for clearing that
up." I said, "No problem. You've known me since I was a baby. It's hard
to think of me as who I am now." He said, "I think that was it. Thanks.
And you're right about your father. He was more than my leader. He's my
hero. To a lot of people." I said, "None in history more deserving.
He'll go down in history as that, but he just wants to go down on Mom."
They laughed REALLY hard at that.
I said, "The Guardians, and the world, many worlds, NEEDED our
creator to be the leader and hero. That's not needed so much now,
because he has made it so, being so successful. He loved it when he was
involved in a team effort, but you know how much of that was ever
really a team. He did, and they watched in awe." Pete nodded. I said,
"We are changing, evolving. He who would lead now, has to be really
aware of that, and try to understand what's happening, and what will
happen. I hope we can find that person soon!" They poked me. We hugged
and kissed.
I said to my special students, "Ready for another strange lesson?"
Before they could react, Kam jumped in with, "Wait! He stole that from
our father! The stupid question tactic. Make him give it back!" She
jumped on me and started tickling me. Then all the others did, until I
yelled, "Alright I surrender!" They backed off, and went back to the
table. I looked to Mac, and said, "Big help YOU were." He tried to look
innocent. I pointedly ignored it, and he had trouble not laughing. A
ball of lightening appeared over the middle of the table. I said, "Ed,
tell us, what's causing that? If you can't, tell us what could do it,
but isn't." He said, "It's real but strange electricity, and it's not
caused by anything of the 4th, or chakra energies. Nothing psionic I
can sense. Not illusion, either. It's real. Do NOT touch it!." I said
them a really evil grin, and they laughed. I said with fake dejection,
"So little respect." They tried to look respectful. I said, "You really
need to practice that!" They laughed, but Mac laughed the loudest. I
said to him, "What are you laughing at?" He said, "At your father."
That caused dead quiet. He said, "I'll bet he's wishing he were half
the teacher you are." I said, "But he's taller!" Giggles.
I turned back to the kids, and said, "We'll save that for a future
lesson. On REALLY good behavior." Silence. Then they returned my big
grin. I said, "Now, for a little surprise. Projection. ANYBODY can do
it, even those without any psionic abilities. You just need a strong
will. Well, and a brain. That really helps." Giggles. I said, "I could
project even before I came to school. We ALL could and did, even if we
didn't realize it." Mary said, "What did we project?" I said, "Whatever
you strongly felt. Other people who didn't know you, felt it, but
mostly below their awareness, but they WERE affected by it. Those who
were psionic, attributed it to their own emotion sense. If you think
back to those times it might have happened, you might see that it's
true." Kam nodded right away. Then some others did. Galya said, "I see
something now, about you. You see all this from a different perspective
than the Guardians have." Daren said, "They were applying modern
science to Eastern science only. You are applying it to all possible
manifestations of ESP and PK."
I said "Yes. Want to try it with some images?" They did. Some did
better than others. I said, "Like with PK, practice makes it stronger.
With your permission, I'm going to touch each of you with a combination
of PK and projection. Agree?" They did, and gasped. I said, "I could do
that before I became fully psionic. So can any of us, if we practice.
It's not hard. Er, difficult." They had to laugh at my trying not to
make their boners make me inaccurate. I said, "A note. That was very
personal. We don't do that without permission. But, I think that's one
practice you won't mind too much doing." Laughter. George said, "Does
everybody have PK?" I said, "Yes, but most don't have it in enough
strength to do anything with it. ALL with at least one quarter psionics
do have a useful ability, but most don't know it. They tend to be a
little more lucky in some things, than average. Half of them, actually.
The other half are just as unlucky. When you block your awareness of
your PK, it often works in reverse of your benefit." Ed said, "Wow!
Researchers have been tearing their hair out over that for almost a
hundred years." I said, "Right. I'm never going bald." Laughter. I
said, "Well, not in a different meaning." They really laughed.
I said, "What happens when you add some energy from the air with PK,
to a projected image? Try if you want. Oh, and you can change the
nature of that energy. Just will it." Some images glowed with light.
Some had electric sparks in them. Some showed magnetic force lines to
PK perception. I said, "Did you know you can use, with PK, some ambient
energy to help you make a projection less tiring? A kind of self
powering thing." Some tried it, with some wows. I ported a medium sized
rock to the table. A little ballerina was doing pirouettes on the top.
Then it vanished. I said, "Somebody please warm the rock with your
hands." George did, and soon the dancer was back. He took away his
hands, and a half minute later, the dancer vanished. I said with a
grin, "Do I have to tell any of you geniuses how that works?" Grins.
Kam said, excitedly, "That's why haunted rooms feel cold!" I said, "And
that's why Dad is almost kicking himself again." Great loud laughter.
Mac said, "I have to agree. He explained about Ghosts on TV, but I
don't think he knew about this, which would have helped. Kids, I think
you know by now that Sol is teaching all of us with these lessons, and
not just you." Ed said, "I want to add something. I'm a full Senior
Adept. More advanced than Mac." Mac nodded. Ed said, "What Sol is
teaching us is NEW to us. Things we never thought of. REALLY new, and
so revolutionary, we don't know how it will change us and what we do,
and how we do it. Just that it's bound to make us better. Only one
other in our history has done this, and that's Stephen, our founder,
and Sol and Kam's Dad. And HE's learning right along with us, and I
have to say, with admiration for him. They all feel that." Mac said,
"True."
I said, "Yes, that's amazing, but what's more amazing, is that I'm
not much more advanced than my students here. I'm just one year older.
That's all. Think what THAT means for all of us." There were a lot of
wows. I said, "There are a lot more of those being shouted out there."
Giggles. I said, "That's all for today. Practice strengthening your PK
and projection. Please be careful not to disturb anybody else with
that. What we are doing is more dangerous than it might seem. Not so
much to who is doing it, but to others. Could even be deadly. If we
ever hurt any of us, even by accident, we would be hurt even more. I'm
not sure we could recover from that." They nodded with full
seriousness. I said, "But if you would like me to practice that
stroking with love PK thing on you, to the bedrooms!" We went in a
hurry, with bouncing boy boners and giggling girls, to our bedrooms,
and to our beds. I stroked them all with love, in both bedrooms, and we
all had great multiple orgasms. Weakly, I said, "This practice is SO
tiring!" Weak giggles. I said, "And don't think we were the only ones
who were doing this." More giggles.
In the education meeting, Dad said, "Making me REALLY stupid. Great
work!" We hugged and kissed. He said, "But seriously, you are making
our people better. That begs the question; what will we do with them?"
I said, "Actually, YOU are making the better people. I'm just training
them before they do it themselves. Didn't you and your First Stephen
father worry about what to do with the Adepts you were training?" He
said, "Yes. I think I see your point. There will be work. Probably
enough to wish there wasn't so much." I said, "I haven't spoken like
this before here, but I just know the Big Boss isn't interested in
letting us be lazy. He wouldn't help us to advance, if there wasn't
some purpose to it. Some need for us." I looked at him very seriously,
and said, "He put the world through a lot to make us." He knew I meant
him and me. He nodded, and said, "Yes. Subject closed. Going to tell us
how you made the ball of lightenings?" I said very cheerfully, "No."
They had to laugh.
Pete said, "How much more have you got in this series of lessons?" I
said "I'll tell you a little secret. I don't know. I'm just barely
keeping ahead of them. I'm trying new things for each lesson, and using
Dad's 'oh, that worked' method." They chuckled, but they looked like
they didn't believe me. I said "It's true! I didn't know the ballerina
on the rock would work until I tried it. Gamble payed off, though. I
wouldn't tell you in advance if I knew, anyway. I don't know in which
order things will go, as my choice of presentation is partially
reactive." They nodded. I said, "And you really ARE my students, too. I
have to do it my way. When I figure that out. I have to tell you, it
sure isn't easy doing this, being the teacher to all of YOU. The
pressure to do a good job isn't at all a little bitty thing. Please
don't make it worse." Dad said, "We should have realized that. For us,
I apologize." I sniffed like I was trying not to cry, and said, "That's
better." They chuckled, and hugged and kissed me. Pete said, "But the
admiration is still there, and increasing." I said in a Jewish accent,
"You had to make it worse?" More chuckles, and hugs and kisses.
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