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Solomon's Private File #72
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 16 in this story, in the Spring of 2042.
Solomon's Private File #72 "Nanchaski and Chonkine"
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A whole line of giant tornados attacked the west and midwest. Most of
them missed population centers. Those that didn't, had much less wind
speeds than expected, measured in those cities. There was hardly any
damage, and no loss of life. We had a meeting. I said, "No."
Irritation, mixed with chuckles. I said, "Yes, I can make automatic
boxes that would do what was done, but no, I won't give them out.
Government would take them and try to turn them into weapons." Mom
said, "I should have thought of that." I said very seriously, "While it
hurts, sometimes you have to use evil thinking yourself, to anticipate
what evil might do." They nodded. Those close to me hugged me. I said,
"And every isolated household in the country would want them. Then some
would be stolen by people who want to control them, even for ransom.
So, can't do it."
Newscasters asked to talk to me about it. I didn't answer. They asked
Mom and Hawk. They didn't answer. There was some frustration. Until a
Mayor of one of the effected cities said in an interview, "Stop
bothering Solomon! Do you want to cause him to give the world less
help? I don't know if he saved our city or not. I think he might have.
I know I don't want risk anything that could cause that to change. All
you people! Be grateful with what you have. If you want help of any
kind from anyone, try to deserve it!" My Chief assistant said, "I agree
with the mayor. Sol does things his way. Everybody knows he's wise. I
know more than most how wise he is. He doesn't do anything without a
very good reason, and that might be a little beyond our ability to
understand at the time. I've trusted him with my life. I would do that
any time. If that causes me to die, then I KNOW it was because it was
best for the world that it happen. We KNOW how much he cares." That
surprised a lot of people, and got some to think. Some began asking if
I was playing God. Chief said, "Sol playing God? With his father
actually being part of God, and assisting him in helping us? In a way,
yes, he is playing God. More accurately, God's assistant. So is anybody
who saves lives. So are judges and juries who decide the fate of a
prisoner. So are all who help others. We should all play God that way,
shouldn't we?" I was asked to comment on what he said. I said, "Wisdom
doesn't need comments, only attention." That drew a LOT of favorable
comments. Mom said, "One of your best, EVER!" I got a LOT of hugs and
kisses from all. I really didn't complain.
I ported to the door of a building on a far planet. There was a
meeting inside. Some sensed me. A very pleased person opened the door.
I said, "Greetings. I am Solomon." With a big hairy smile, he said, "I
am Nanchaski. Please come in and be with us!" I did. We went to a
conference room. There were a LOT of hairy smiles. Well, they all had
long straight silken beards, like the long hair of some Earth dogs.
Most were blond. Some were darker. There was fur over most of the rest
of their bodies. Two arms and two legs, human like in placement but not
quite the same in appearance and function. Tall pointed swiveling ears.
Omnivorous dentation in a slightly protruding face. No nails or claws,
but very ridged fingers. Skin color medium brown. Chonkine was looking
delighted at my appearance. Excited, actually. I said to him,
"Greetings Chonkine. Let me guess. You really wanted to answer the door
this time." He said, "Yes!" They all chuckled at him, their way.
Nanchaski invited me to sit.
He said, "We are pleased that you have come to visit us. Would you
please tell us why?" I said, "There is some information you should
have, and I think there might be a little possibility that you could
have a question or two you might want to ask of me." He said, "Oh we
DO!" I said, "First, the information. Your people had space ships with
some formerly talented individuals on board. The purpose of those ships
now does not exist. They are returning, and some people in them might
not be feeling their happiest. I hope you can help them in their
despair. While ignoring their very impolite language." Some chuckles. I
said, "Another thing, which might help answer some of your waiting
questions. Everything I said that you know about, is not a lie, but
given that, I was more than a little deceptive." More big grins. He
said, "So we assumed. We have been debating what could have been the
full truth." I said, "Ask, and you will be told, but you still might
not know as much as you hope to. Some things can't be explained with
the language and frame of reference you use." He said, "We have been
expecting that, comparing our people who don't have our abilities, to
us." I said, "Reality bites much harder than any speculation." He
looked odd, and said, "That is strangely worded, but wise." I said, "I
receive the same reaction from my own group. Whatever appearance I
take, I am known that way. Embarrassing." They chuckled.
He said, "You said you are a child, but are thousands of years old.
Is your life span so long?" I said, "With my species, I am almost at
the beginning of adulthood. The equivalent to 14 of your years. But I
remember my past incarnations, fully, where I have been an adult many
times. I have had adult responsibilities for many years. My time in
this life will be as long as it should be. When I reach my full
physical maturity, my body will last without aging, indefinitely." He
said, "So reincarnation is real." I said, "Very real. Many times in
past lives, I remembered them, and knew others who also remembered
their own, and we recognized each other. Not always with absolute joy."
They laughed. Chonkine said, "The others reported that you had the same
abilities we had, but stronger. Yet now, we don't detect them in use."
I said, "Do I need them here?" He said, "You trust us that much?" I
said, "Do you consider yourselves unworthy of that?" He struggled a
little, and said, "Yes." I said, "Don't." Lots of humility in the room.
Nanchaski said, "You said you can take on different appearances. Can
you explain how you can do that?" I said, "You can do that yourself, if
not quite as well. Here I am covering myself with an illusion. When I
add PK to it, and with some specific energies, it becomes as real as
regular senses can detect. But this is a beginner skill. There are
other ways to do this that involve higher order techniques and skill,
progressing to the manipulation of what you perceive as reality." They
said, "Wow!" I dropped my disguise and said, "We hear that a lot."
Chuckles. I said, "And I can change my body biologically, if I wish,
including making a new one in less than a second." Chonkine said "The
love and healing. That was you?" I said, "The love was me. That allowed
my abilities to be used and extended far beyond what I'm capable of in
scale, by the others." He said, "What do you mean by the others?" I
said, "When a spirit progresses so far that it can't reincarnate
because it is too big to fit in a body, when its last body dies, it
goes to another dimension that also contains the temporary holding
places for spirits waiting to be judged and reincarnated, and there it
becomes one of the managers of that process. In the manager's own
realm, all time is one, so they REALLY know how to do their managing
well. It is they who join those of my group to do that healing.
Sometimes they communicate with those of us who are doing that then,
and sometimes they communicate with us at other times." He said, "You
said it was your father who visited you at that time." I said, "Yes. He
is one of those I described. He did tell me what I said, and also that
he enjoys my humor." They smiled with their awe.
Nanchaski said, "Some say that what you describe is the Supreme
Deity." I said, "As much as they can understand it, they are correct.
When you are able to perceive more, you will understand that more
clearly. Such as being able to see the past lives of other people."
More wows. He said, "That monster. How was that made?" I said, "It was
like my active illusion I demonstrated here, but caused by a group of
us. It was a fun exercise, using techniques and abilities we had
progressed beyond. I think they did well. Amusing, actually. That whole
situation was set up so that we could meet with one of your people
alone, without the others suspecting it was happening. From that, we
learned about your people, and enabled me to have success with my visit
to that planet. Oh, and while the others of your people were
concentrating on the monster, I copied their entire minds into mine,
and shared them with my group." More wows. I said, "You might choose
another word to use for that, or it's going to become VERY tired."
Chuckles.
Nanchaski said, "Would you teach us?" I said, "No, and yes. You have
abilities, and some training of them. You mean, teach you to be like
us." He said, "Yes." I said, "Special talents and potentials are
needed, and so is very high intelligence. And they must begin as
children. Much of the mental control that is necessary to use the
abilities I have, needs to be learned at a young age, when the mind and
brain are more flexible and not filled with damaging thoughts. You know
the reality of some of that, regarding lying." He said, "Yes. That
reduces our control. You said there was a yes." I said, "I did. We will
train your children that we determine to be qualified. Will you allow
that?" He said, "On another world?" I said, "Yes. We have such schools.
One is very full with more than two hundred species. Its master, a
former student of my father's, would welcome your children. We will
accept one adult of your kind to accompany them, if you wish." He said,
"Is it very far away? How long will it take to get there?" I said, "As
you understand it, it is far. To us, it is as near as a wish.
Instantly. I didn't use a space ship to come here. Yes, they may be
able to learn to do that in time. No, I'm not reading your minds. Did
you think this situation is new to us?" Awe and chuckles.
I said, "There are conditions. We accept no interference with our
schools. Our teaching and its methods are secret. The identities of our
students are secret from their people. We are so different and
advanced, that the regular people would be jealous, resentful, and at
times, murderous, towards our students if they were known. They can't
physically harm our students, but that would harm their spirits. And
knowing we even exist, is very damaging to the societies of regular
people. We help them, in a limited way, but they are not to know that.
Except in one thing. When your children are capable, and can do a love
broadcast, we will teach them how to ask for God to join them for
healing. The worlds of our students experience that regularly, and are
very healthy." He said, "We HAVE to have that. We must trust you. That
is difficult." I smiled and said, "No, it is not difficult. I trust
YOU. If you wish, you may kill me." More wows. I said, "Please stand,
so you can experience who I really am." I held out my arms. Chonkine
didn't hesitate to come for my hug. I helped him to sit. He said, "You
HAVE to experience that!"
Nanchaski was next. He said, "Yes!" Then the others did. He said,
"With that love, we know you can't want to cause us any harm." I said
"I knew that." Weak chuckles. I ported to my hand, a paper. I said,
"Here is a list of the students we will accept this year. Please teach
them what you know, first. After their first year at school, or
possibly sooner, they will be able to communicate with their parents
mentally, even from school, and will be allowed to visit with them at
times. The parents must agree and abide with our conditions, or their
children will be expelled. With this device, you can contact me or my
people at any time. Your language has been added to our database.
Please keep that device secret. If you tamper with it, it will stop
working. Even exploring it with your PK could cause that."
Nanchaski said, "Who are you, really?" I said, "Our graduates are
secret Guardians of their planets. Some do more than that, in reducing
interstellar aggression. There is one Master Guardian in each galaxy.
Yes, that's me. No, I didn't ask for that. All of us know each other to
depth that is not possible for you to understand. We know who is most
qualified for what they do, without doubt. When there are problems,
they ask me. I fix them. They like the results. That doesn't stop!"
They chuckled. He said, "Do you teach at that school?" I said, "No, I
don't. My presence would be too disruptive. My love, even while not
broadcasting, is like a powerful student magnet. But I do meet with
them at times in some of their parties, and in the course of their
duties. And some of them at times teach in other schools I might be
active in sometimes. Our schools are different. There are no real
graduates. We are all learning all the time, and sharing it with
others. And we all love each other."
Chonkine said, "Customs will be different between species." I said,
"Some, and in the beginning, yes. But as a group, we have evolved our
own customs, because of who we are." He said, "Sexual?" I said, "Is
that an offer?" He said, "No. Does it happen at the school?" I said,
"Well, we do create new students that way. I know. You didn't mean
that. Such activities are regulated so that there are no children
created unintentionally, and some things are forbidden for those who
are under the proper age for their species. I understand your concern,
but we all feel each other's feelings. That makes abuse impossible to
happen, and impossible to conceal if it did. Still, it's not possible
to fully control what children do. But that all will know, does promote
a lot of care among them." Grins. I said, "I've just given the master
of the school all the information on your species, and what has been
happening. Would you like to meet with him?" He said, "Yes, please." I
said, "Don't mention his teeth. He thinks they are very attractive."
They grinned. I said, "Wait until you see HIM do that!"
Zander ported in, and grinned. They grinned back. He said, "Sol has
told me all about you. I will welcome your children very well."
Nanchaski said, "We are very pleased to meet you. When did you learn
our language?" He said, "About a minute ago. Sol gave it to me, with
other information about you. I see you want to know how. Mind to mind
transfer." They said wow. Zander turned to me and said, "Sol, did that
wow sound a little tired to you?" I said, "Yes, Zander, I think it
might have. I warned them about that, but still, it might last a little
longer if it needs to." We bowed to each other while they chuckled.
Zander said, "I must get back to my students. Thank you for your
greeting." He bowed to them, and ported away. I said, "We ALL have an
active sense of humor. Comes with love. I should be getting back to my
other work, too." Nanchaski said, "That work is that?" I said, "What I
have done with you, in a lot of other places. I teach. I counsel. I
learn. I do research. I invent. I have sex. A few times I sleep." They
smiled. Chonkine, said, "In the matter of sex, do you receive a lot of
offers?" I said, "More than I want to count, and from more than just my
group. But sex for me is not the full version. I will do that only to
create children, which I am not yet ready to do. In my group we do what
we call sexplay. It doesn't involve penetration. It's a recreational
way to enhance social bonding." He said, "I expected that. I'm a
psychologist." I said, "I am that, too. I teach it." He said, "I should
assume you are the best." I said with a sigh, that they interpreted
correctly, "Yes. Still learning, though." He said, "I suspected, by how
you convinced my people to ask you to do what you did. Masterful!" I
said, "Er, thank you. My own people feel the same. Always
embarrassment! I don't need to stay here and take it." I gave them a
big grin, and said, "Be well!" I ported home.
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