Solomon's Private File #147
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 20 in this story, in the Winter of 2046-2047.
Solomon's Private File #147 "Other Dimension War"
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Daren said, "Rangnorik told me the star association you visited has
been attacked by another group, and some are asking for you." I looked.
Two worlds were almost completely destroyed. I said, "Two worlds gone.
Got any other info?" He said, "Not yet. He's still looking." I said,
"Attackers are being pushed out of their own area by another group.
Send an S Kid to explore that one, while I visit the one that's asking.
One each as backup, minimum. Inform the whole group, and coordinate."
He said, "Right. Got it." I ported to the office of the ambulatory
cactus looking politician on the main world of the star association I
had visited before. He was a alone. I said, "I was informed that you
were asking for me." He said, "Yes. Thank you. We are being attacked by
another group." I said, "I looked before I came here. True. What you
don't know, is on the other side of them, they are being attacked, too.
Complicates things. I've got associates looking at them now. So, what
do you actually want of me?" He said, "I expected you to say that. Can
you stop them?" I said, "I can, but I can't stop, at the moment, their
need or desire to do it, which is the only way to fully resolve this.
Power doesn't change societies in these large situations, and actually
makes it worse. Your people shouldn't come to depend on me for solving
their problems, or they won't evolve."
He said, "More of what I expected, which my people didn't believe
when I told them. Didn't want to believe." I said, "You know I knew
that." He grinned and said, "Yes. What will you do?" I said, "To start,
I'm going to visit the admiral of the attacking fleet. He's going to be
a little annoyed with me." He grinned even wider, which didn't look
very nice to me. Different spines for different people. I said, "And
surprised. He's in FTL drive, and will not believe I'm there." He said,
"Your teleporting is unusual enough, but to a ship in star drive, is
even more impossible." I said, "So we thought, until it was tried. We
have a common saying for that kind of situation, 'Oh, that worked.'" He
laughed. I said, "Now, on to the mission." I made a ship to equal the
invaders' capability and more, and asked Connor to man it for me. He
was really grateful to be working with me.
I said to him, "After the excess of your greeting, the actual mission
meeting is going to be almost nothing." He laughed. We entered the
drive space of the other ships, but not so they could detect us. I sent
an image of me into the bridge of the lead ship. I copied the senior
staff members' minds into my own. None were psionic. The First Officer
said in surprise, "What are you doing here?" I said in his language,
"At the moment, I'm standing and talking to you. I think that's rather
obvious." He said, "Yes, but how?" I said, "You wouldn't understand.
Your use of material things to travel, shows me that." He gulped
loudly. He said in a communicator, "All systems on alert! Security, and
Captain and Admiral to the Bridge!" Those two came running. FO told
them what had happened, while security people came in and pointed
weapons at me.
I said, "I suggest you do not discharge your weapons in here, or some
of your people could be injured." The Admiral said, "And you would
not?" I said, "That is correct. Even if all of me were here, I would
not be injured by anything you could do." He said in disbelief, "Only
part of you are here?" I said, "Yes. I have many duties in many
places." He said, "I don't understand." I said, "I know that." He
looked frustrated. He said, "Why are you here?" I said, "I am here,
because asking you questions if I were not here, would be something
less than productive. Why are you attacking planets and people in this
space?" He said, "Are you of this star association?" I said, "I am not.
Please answer my question." He said, "What association are you from?" I
said, "That would have no meaning to you. Please answer my questions,
or I will compel you, which could cause lasting effects." He gulped and
then ordered his people to shoot me. I sent all the energy that was
directed at me, elsewhere, and then ported the guns away as individual
atoms, and filled storerooms on the ships with solid blocks of their of
basic materials. I said, "There are consequences for disobeying me.
There are now no mobile weapons on this ship, and all the other ships
of your fleet." There were some odd messages coming in.
He said to me, "You didn't tell me there were images of what is
happening here, in the other ships." I said, "They should know of the
decisions you are going to make here, that could cause them some
unpleasantness." He said, "What kind of unpleasantness?" I said, "You
will not believe unless you experience them. I suggest you avoid that
by answering my questions." He gulped, and said, "Would that
incapacitate me?" I said, "Feeling all the pain and suffering you
caused on the worlds you attacked, all at once, most definitely. I
would have to limit that, or you would die in less than a second.
Please call for your next in command, so I may proceed. Perhaps I
should tell you that I am unable to lie. Oh, and you should warn your
people to cover their hearing senses. Loud screams are expected." He
almost fainted from fear.
He said, "We need new worlds to occupy." I said, "You have made two
worlds mostly uninhabitable. This does not agree with your stated
objective. Are you mentally ill?" He said, "No. They resisted." I said,
"If you were in their place, would you have resisted?" He said, "Yes."
I said, "So you destroyed them for doing what you would do? Please
explain how that is the result of rational thought." He said, "If they
had not resisted, they would not have been destroyed." I said, "That is
not an answer. Why did you not think they would resist?" He was unable
to answer that. Then he said, "When the other planets discover that,
they may be more likely to not resist." I said, "That is unlikely but
possible, but how can they know what happened, when there is nobody
from those worlds to tell them?" He said, "We would tell them." I said,
"Would they believe you?" He said, "No, but some ships that went there,
would report back what happened." I said, "They might, but that would
take much time which you would not wait for, and still, what they would
report would not include who did it." He thought that over.
I said, "If you tell them you want their planets, where would they
then go?" He said, "We would let them stay and work for us." I said,
"They might believe that, but they would know there wouldn't be room
enough for all. They would expect that many of them would have to die,
and the rest to be enslaved. Isn't that what the other planets told you
they expected?" He said, "That is true. They did." I said, "So the same
conditions exist for all the planets you would want to take over. In
logical extrapolation, you should expect that they will all fight to
resist, preferring to die in the hope of stopping you, than all what
you want to happen to them, to succeed. Do you have the intelligence to
understand that?" He started to become angry. I said, "I suggest you be
careful with your reaction. I sense that others here are very aware of
the truths I have expressed to you, and are wondering why you didn't
know this." He worked to control his temper.
He said, "I must follow my orders." I said, "Even if that causes the
destruction of what you were sent to acquire? You know you will suffer
for that when you return." He thought some more, which was obviously a
severe strain. I said, "Which would benefit you and your people more on
your return, many dead planets, or planets still alive and available
for the use of another tactic to win them in the future? And while you
are here, and not defending your own planets, they are being destroyed
by another star association." He said, "That is classified
information." I said, "It seems not so much, now. I think your people
are concerned about this, more than you find comfortable, and you have
no portable weapons with which to defend yourself." He was thinking
that too, with a lot of fear and misery.
He said to me, "Please wait." He started the sequence of orders that
would result in their return. Then he said to me, "We are returning." I
said, "Had you had even a small thought to ask the people here to help
you in your fight against the others?" He said, "Would they have?" I
said, "If you had made clear that after you were conquered, they could
be next, it could have happened. Now, they won't, and you caused that."
He nodded in dejection. He said, "We were stupid." I said, "Now that is
something I can agree with." He looked at me strangely. Then he said,
"Would you help us?" I said, "You have killed billions of people. Do
you deserve my help?" He said, "I do not, but my people are innocent in
this." I said, "Would you give your life in order to secure my help?"
He said without hesitation, "Yes I would. I think most here would."
They agreed.
I said, "That is not necessary. I will see what help is required, and
do what is needed. But first, I will help the survivors of your
actions, and repair their worlds." He said, "You can do that?" I said,
"I won't know how much I can do, until after I have done it. They are
more damaged than other worlds I have repaired, but that will not bring
back the dead." He said, "How do I know you can do any of that?" I
said, "Do you still have personal weapons? Would you like me to destroy
some of your ships in wasteful demonstration? The person who commanded
you to go on this mission has been shown an image of this as well as
your other ships. Do you have any idea what is involved in doing that
in real time at such a distance, and from this changed space, and
during while that is dynamically changing, as you are stepping down to
sublight speed?" He looked really surprised. I said, "Here is her
message to you." I projected it. He was ordered to return as fast as
possible. He said, "This is much beyond my ability to understand. And
that includes your forbearance. I realize now that you could have
destroyed our entire fleet, instantly." I said, "That is true, but I am
NOT you."
He took that like a slap in the face. He said, "I deserved that." I
said, "One more thing before I go. I felt the death and suffering of
those planets, even across dimensions. ALL of the suffering. Don't
cause any more, or I would share it with you." He said, "Thank you." I
said, "I now leave." I stopped my image, but still watched. He said,
"Images in the other ships gone?" They were. He said, "If that wasn't
God, it was his agent, I'm sure. We need to work for his mercy." They
agreed.
Conner took the ship out of FTL drive. I ported to my contact in that
association. I said to him, "They are turning back. You may tell your
people that I convinced them that they were needed at home." He said,
"Did you?" I said, "Yes. I'm unable to lie, and I do not approve of
others lying. I will share with you what happened, with the promise
that you won't share that with another." He said, "I agree." I said.
"You put this recording crystal to wherever you keep your brain, to
read the contents in an instant. It's set to only work for you." He
read it and said, "Wow! Almost only with just words!" I said, "Of my
group, my specialty." He said, "Psychology. Fantastically difficult
across species. Wow!" I said, "I get that a lot." He laughed. I said,
"I go now to help those harmed worlds. Please send assistance to them."
He said, "I will work on that. Thank you for all you have done." I
said, "I exist to serve. Farewell."
Conner and I were in orbit around the first of the two damaged
worlds. I said to all on the planet, "Greetings. I am Solomon. Please
stop what you are doing. I'm going to heal all of your injuries. I know
that is difficult to believe, but you will feel my love first, to
prepare you. I begin." I did, and they were healed. I said, "In and
near your major surviving population centers I have put emergency
living and support constructions, and some instruments of communication
and transportation. I will be repairing some of your damage. A lot will
happen at once, so please be prepared." I time dived and scanned a lot
of things before they were damaged. Then back in the present, I removed
the dead to out of the way places, and began the repairs in speed time,
including repairing the environment. It took hours in real time, and
months in my personal time, with breaks for food and rest, and most of
their planet's infrastructure was repaired and operational. Then I said
to them all, "I have done as much as I am able to at this time. The
people who did this to you are not going to do any more of this. The
government of your star association has been informed of your needs,
and if they are anywhere useful, they will be sending some help. Well,
we all know politicians, unfortunately. I go now to repair the other
planet they damaged. Please be well."
It was much the same with the other planet. Then we were back home.
Conner was looking at me in awe. I said, "Strange expression. Learn
anything useful?" He said, "I don't know, it was all so amazing?" I
said, "Questions?" He said, "No, not any I could understand the answer
to. You did what was right, that would work. I don't know how you
thought of that." I said, "I didn't think. I just did. When you are in
a similar situation, and you need to fix it, you will do the same. Need
and responsibility brings out the best in us. Remember, you are a lot
like me. You are ABLE. A little shorter, though." He giggled a little
with his tears, while he was hugging and kissing me.
In a full meeting, after the presentation, Mom said to me, "That much
time stretching was a strain on your health. I can sense it." I said,
"True. All will be repaired in a few more hours. So, what do we know
about the other attackers?" I received a push. I said, "Well, that's
different. Who wants to work this one?" Dead silence. I gave them a
loud rude noise. Chuckles, and hugs and kisses with love.
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