Solomon's Private File #174
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 22 in this story, in the Spring of 2048.
Solomon's Private File #174 "Future of Psis"
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The Nigerians wasted no time in making the recordings of the meetings
as public as they could, which caused a lot of comment. Chief among
them were the personal things; my revelation regarding The Prophet's
daughter, and my being called by God, "Solomon the Twice Wise."
Scholars commented on my history remarks, and verified more than the
public expected. Then it was noticed that there was less violence in
Nigeria. I was asked to comment on that. I released a statement,
addressing that issue with, "True reason and faith, science and
religion, are apposed to violence, the destroyer of both." That earned
a lot of praise for wisdom. It never ends!
I ported with Kam to our student in Peru. She had been there before,
and so had I, but not together. We were really noticed. A boy ran away
down the mountain to tell others. I said in the air to him, "I am
Solomon. If you keep running so fast down the mountain, you may fall
and injure yourself. I would feel very badly to be responsible for your
pain." He stopped, and apologized. I said, "Be well. Now I go and talk
with Juan." I told him what I had just done. He said, "Thank you." Kam
said, "He keeps surprising us with the little things he does for people
that we wouldn't have thought of to do. He actually watches for these
things!" I said to her, "So you discovered that." She said, "I know you
more, and we are more alike, being raised together by our er, unusual
parents. And I knew you and our parents in my last incarnation." I
said, "True advantages. You live separated from us. I think that's
caused our people to discount your abilities and other attributes, and
because you don't push them on people like I have to. And we share a
bond that's like no other. Oh, that's caused a lot of comments!" We
grinned at each other. I said to Juan, "Mindtalk isn't always the best
thing in the world when you are desiring a quiet time." He chuckled.
Juan said, "The new books are a great help. The language crystals,
even more!" I said, "We like that. Selfish of us." He said,
"Absolutely!" Kam poked me. We practiced with Juan some more, and gave
him another psionics crystal. Then we reviewed his math studies. Kam
said, "You are progressing very well!" I said to her, "One should
expect a teacher to be able to learn well." She said, "True. And it's
not as if he has an active social life to interfere with it." I said,
just the thing, and it's time zone compatible." She said to him, who
was fascinated by our byplay, "Would you like to visit with our Uncle
Hawk, and Galagos the artist?" He said in wonder, "Yes, I would! Thank
you! But I should let my people know." He went outside and did that.
Back inside, I said, "They live in the studio in New York." She said,
"They're putting on clothes. They don't usually wear any at home." He
nodded and said, "Just as you." I said, "Why try to hide what is not
hidden from us?"
We ported there, and had a good time. Juan was very impressed by the
art. And by the hugs. When we ported back, practically the whole
village was there, waiting. I said to them, "Did you think we would not
return?" The headman said, "Some did fear that, so we are here to help
reduce that fear." I said, "Juan is our friend. We went to see our
uncle in New York, and the artist he lives with. A social visit. I see
that something still troubles you. Would you like to come in to discuss
it in comfort?" He nodded and we went inside the school house, which is
also Juan's home. I said, "You want to know why we are Juan's friend."
He said, "I do. Is it because he has abilities that you have?" I said,
"That is one reason in part. No, he is not able to do most of what we
can do, just as that is like most of our group. We two are among the
most skilled of us. What he can do, he shouldn't, without more
training, and even that will be very little. He started very late in
life, and will not learn all he could learn, that can take so long. And
one other thing. Some of your people would have some fear of him." He
said, "That is true." I said, "The other reason we are friends, is
personal. My sister and I are very respected. Almost worshiped. We
don't like that. Or being separated from people that way. Here, we can
be fellow teachers, and equals in that, something that is precious to
us. We are here in friendship for US, as much as it is for him. We are
lonely, and I think Juan is a little, too. Here and now, that is made
less so." Juan nodded.
The headman said, "I understand!" I said, "We are all people first,
before we are anything else in the eyes of others. We are all equal in
love." I stood and they both followed. I offered to hug, and he
accepted. Then Kam offered, and after he recovered from that, I said,
"And all your people?" He nodded, too overcome for words. We all went
outside, and he said, "They offer us their personal love. I have
accepted it, and it is good beyond words." We hugged them all in turn,
and Juan and the headman helped them away. After that, I said to the
Headman, "I don't know how you are going to explain all this to your
people. I don't envy your task." He grinned and said, "I have yet to
know, myself."
Bureau Academy did another Senior Master Martial Artist group
promotion. It went well. A man walked into my office. I said, "I sense
some deception." He grinned and said, "Right. I'm not here for
approval. I'm from Homeland. Some of us suspect that there is something
bad going on, that we want to ask you to investigate." I squeaked,
"Me?" And then again in a more manly voice. He laughed. He said,
"Identity. Open but tight held secret. I said, "Details?" He said,
"Mind, please." I read it. I said, "Hmm, somebody needs a spanking." He
laughed. I said, "Not going public. Embarrass both sides." He said,
"Not going to say who?" I said, "Nope. I'll take care of it. Foreign
power is going to have a little less of it soon. You and your friends
were pretty sharp. Yes, you can share that with them. Good you came to
me. This time." He grinned and said, "I understand." We stood and shook
hands, and he left.
At the right time, I said in the ear of the Israeli Chief of Foreign
Intelligence, "I am Solomon. We need to talk. Some of your people were
a little sloppy. Best time?" He said, "Secret?"I said, "Yes, if
knowledge doesn't spread upward." Hs said, "I understand. Five
minutes?" I said, "Fine. See you then. Surveillance will be blocked."
He grinned. I ported in. We shook hands and sat. I said, "A mid level
employee of American Homeland Security came to me secretly as a job
approval applicant. He and some friends had noticed some things that
were too vague to report to their superiors, suspecting psionics, and
asked me to investigate. I don't usually interfere in spying, unless
I'm asked to investigate something it does. Then I can't ignore it. I
didn't tell them what I found out, just that I would correct it.
Friends spying on each other isn't helpful to either of them if
exposed." He said, "I have to agree. I'll recall them." I said, "I'll
inform them of that, before you will. Nice shock." He grinned. I said,
"They need it. Arrogance is all too easy to have for the extra
talented." He said, "You must know these things. Thank you." We stood
and shook hands, and I ported away.
I said in the ears of the spies, "I am Solomon. You were detected. I
was asked to investigate. I've spoken with your chief about this. I
will show you that meeting, when WE meet in person, together. When
would be most convenient for that? I can port you. If you speak, all in
your group will hear it." They settled on a time that was about an hour
latter, and porting was desired. At that time, I ported them all to a
room in the Navajo convention center. I told them that. I said, "Your
hats limit your abilities, not mine." They grinned embarrassingly. I
said, "If you want to keep being uncomfortable, that's your problem."
They removed them. I said, "Personally, I don't know how you can stand
it." One said, "Tight. Partial blindness. It's tough."
I showed them the meeting. They regarded me differently then. One
said, "Bad for you that you can't have favorites." I said, "True. And I
can't lie. So we have to do this. Sad, but you are a liability in
spying, now. In the past when psionics was disbelieved, it was a good
thing for spies. Now, it's known and watched for. A psi can't hide that
fact from another psi, except with a hat, which makes it too obvious. A
real problem for undercover work. A lot of companies and organizations
are hiring psis, not as spies, but to identify them. CIA isn't using
psionic spies. Want to know why?" They did. I said, "Those at the level
of my students have what they call iron ethics, and won't work as
spies. They have found that those with less abilities and ethics just
can't be trusted. Power easily corrupts." They nodded. I said, "That's
how it is in America and most of the world. For you, it's a little
different. But that doesn't mean much in international work. You WILL
be discovered, and more easily as things progress. I'm sorry, but there
isn't much use for your abilities in the world as it now is, and in the
foreseeable future, except possibly as an aid in counseling."
One said, "You care." I said, "I do. There is another greater problem
that what you do can cause. Fear. Resentment. Hatred. Then forced
identification. Then pogroms. You KNOW this, more than any others.
Think. If I were not in public as I am, with who I am, it would already
have started." They were shocked, and some were in tears. I said, "Keep
a BIG secret?" One said, "With my life!" The others nodded. I said,
"There are psionic detectors. FBI has them. I only allow them to be
used JUST by the FBI, and ONLY where there is good suspicion that a
psionic crime was committed. And my group watches all of that. Other
people have tried to invent such detectors that can be used by non
psis. Nobody knows this outside of my group, but they haven't
succeeded, because we have blocked them. Now you know why." Even more
shock. I said, "You KNOW how the world is. Don't let it happen." They
all had tears. I hugged them all, and ported them back.
At home, Mom said, "Wow!" Ivanna ported in and said, "I should have
known!" I said to her, very seriously, "Yes, you should have. But we
are good and loving people. It's very difficult for us to think like
that. But am I wrong?" Galya said, "Now that you've opened our eyes, we
know the obvious. NOT wrong!" I said, "Worse, we can't go public with
it, because that will actually cause it." We all hugged with love, and
some tears.
Daren said in my mind, securely, "I've convened an S Kid meeting. You
know something more." I said, "You've already guessed it. Why I can't
see my death." He said, "You're going to be our only front man, with
Kam, even if another becomes the leader, after Rose and Hawk are gone."
I said, "More accurately, condemned to be such. I didn't know in the
beginning, but it's obvious now. I won't be allowed to die for a very
long time." A lot of sadness rolled over me. Elise, said, "Do you know
how you will handle it?" I said, "I think so, but don't expect me to
tell you. I might change my mind." George said, "Understood." Kam said,
"And me?" I said, "You already know. You can feel it." She said, "Yes.
My last life. I will be enlightened before I die." I said, "Could be a
long time, with a 500 hundred year lifespan." She said, "I will seem to
die after a hundred or so, and then work out-system. One person in this
role too long will hold the system back. Ha! You didn't think I knew
that." I said with humor, "I confess." Chuckles. She said, "But you, as
Prophet, can and should stay." Sue said, "And eventually be worshiped."
Seth said, "Can't be avoided." I said, "True. But a little different
than you might think. I er, hope." Chuckles, and a lot of love.
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