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Solomon's Private File #218
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 25 in this story, in the Summer of 2051.
Solomon's Private File #218 "LDS Turnover"
START Page
I shifted to meet with the President of LDS. After greetings, I said,
"You know." He said, "I do. Do other people know?" I said, "Many now,
due to God's healing. They have a better connection to Him than they
realize. So far, since the broadcasts, in my group, except one death by
murder, they all knew, from hours before, to two weeks. You have days."
He said, "Interesting. Going to tell the world about that forewarning?"
I said, "Nope! Not as a for all thing." He grinned and said, "I agree.
Best we don't know until we will know, or we couldn't live right." I
said, "You were testing me." He said, "Yep!" We chuckled. He said, "I
need to choose a successor." I said, "Got twelve good ones. That's the
easy part. How do you want to manage your going?" He said, "With them.
You, too?" I said, "An honor! And I was planning on it." Chuckles. I
said, "None of them are doctors. I can certify the death." He said, "Is
this why you went for it?" I said, "One of the stated to them reasons,
yes. Who wants outsiders messing with our loved ones?" He said, "No
complaint here!"
I said, "But some outsiders really aren't. I could tell the other
heads of religion, but only if you approve." He said, "Would they
really are the leader of all religions now. The Abortion show proved
that to the world." I said, "It's worse. Shia Islam has a prophesy that
the 12th Imam will return and cause that, the Mahdi." He grinned widely
and said, "And you were him!" I said morosely, "Yes I was. The story
teller of Aladdin and Sinbad." He said, "Wow! I love those stories!" I
said, "They made it into that big collection, along with others. I
admit to being a little proud of that." He said, "Well deserved!" I
said, "I've only admitted it to you, fully. Oh, and now my group. They
er, agree with you, with a lot of noise." He laughed.
He said, "It would benefit LDS to have such recognition, the other
religions attending." I just grinned. He said with humility, "Thank
you." I said, "Will need proof of that. Not live, and not video. Stills
should do it." He said, "I agree. I don't want ghoul friends." He
caught my expression and chuckled. I said, "Thief!" He said
"Absolutely!" I said, "There is an odd service I could preform, after
you pass. You and I will be able to communicate, if you want to. With
my sister helping, I could share that experience with all present.
Which she just, after surprise, volunteered for." He said, "We should
do it! Who of any religion would want to miss that!" I said, "None, and
you know I knew that." He said, "Going to tell the other religions?" I
said, "Depends on how my meetings with them goes. If I do them in the
right order, I won't need to use it." He said, "You manipulate with
reality." I said, "More than you know, actually. Reality, in regard to
me, is my will." He said, "Those of your group understand that?" I
said, "Not even those who think they do. Hmm, but they sure know how to
make rude noises." He laughed well, and then had to gasp for breath. I
fed him some oxygen, and told him that. He said, when he could,
"Convenient you're an MD." I said, "Absolutely!"
I said, "When do you want your people to know about this?" He said,
"Now. Would you port them here?" I said, "Of course, if they agree. If
I tell them it's your command?" He said, "Please." I did that, and they
were surprised. One was in a supermarket. He hurried out, after a word
with his adult daughter who was with him, and when he wasn't observed,
I ported him in. And the others. He told them he knew he was going to
die soon, and that I had confirmed it. He said, "We will plan what is
to happen." He told them our plan, and they liked it very much. My
Apostle friend said, "You will tell us when you have chosen your
successor?" He said, "Yes. Now. You." He looked surprised and humble.
The others nodded in agreement, even though some of them had secretly
wished it had been them.
I said, "We don't know the exact time yet. Days, as of now. Closer,
we'll know more precisely. I assume you will be sure to be ready." They
did. I raised an eyebrow at the pres, and he grinned and nodded. I
said, "He didn't tell you part of the plan." I told them about the
proposed after death contact. They had a lot of wows to give for that.
I said, "Your first task is to set up where this all should happen, and
how it will look. The fanciest, the better, for posterity. Going to
have a lot of leaders of religion there, I suspect." Grins. I said,
"Anybody else you want to invite, pres has to approve." Nods. I ported
them to back where they were.
I said, "You know how your choice went." He grinned and said,
"Amusing. Those who wanted it were the least worthy." I said, "In part,
that's what made them so." He said, "Yes." I said, "Some will wonder
why you didn't choose one of your own sons." He said, "They weren't
active enough in the Church. Their choice. And the Senior Apostle is
the usual next President." I said, "Family be attending?" He said,
nodded. I said, "I should be making the rounds. Dalai Lama is already
committed." He said, "I don't know how to ask, or even if I should." I
said, "With that, you have to!" He smiled and said, "Rose and Hawk?" I
said, "They will be there." He said, "Thank you." I said, "The honor is
very much theirs. I should be making the rounds now. Need anything,
ask. Or Rose, or Hawk." I gave him some love, and shifted out.
I shifted to meet with The Archbishop of Canterbury in England. I
said, "You're the first on the list. President of LDS is going er, out
soon. Want to be there to send him off?" He said, "List? The other
leaders?" I said with a grin, "Absolutely. Isn't peer pressure great?"
He laughed. He said, "Publicity?" I said, "None in advance. Stills
published after." He said, "I'm in. You'll port, I'm sure." I said,
"Got days. Will know more precisely the closer the event is. I'll give
as much warning as I can. Fancy dress is fine." He said, "Sure to show
them up." I said, "Well, practically anything will show up a dead guy."
Chuckles.
I shifted to meet with the Pope. He said he would come. Then the
Patriarch of the Russian Orthodox Church. I said, after the
presentation, "You didn't want to come to the Abortion show. Regret?"
He said, "As it happened, yes I regret not being counted among them,
very much. I should have believed in you." I said, "This one will only
have still pictures after the event. Coming?" He said, "I will." I
said, "Going to be some in fancy dress." He grinned and said, "I'll see
what I can do." I grinned back.
The Grand Ayatollah agreed to come, with a big grin. And a hug. So
did the Imam of the Mosques in Saudi Arabia. Leader of Scientology,
too. And a Rabbi, and the Chaplain of Harvard. Then I asked to meet
with the Baptist. I said, "What do you think about the Mormons?" He
said, "Should I be cautious?" I said with a smile, "Good one." We
chuckled. I said, "Their President is going to die soon. They know.
I'll be there. And my usual list of religious leaders. You?" He grinned
and said, "Your peer pressure tactic. Yes, I'm in!" I said, "I thought
so. Same if I invite you anywhere?" He chuckled and said, "Probably." I
said, "Strange, but I had a clincher of a convincer, and I never had to
use it." He said, "What is it?" I said, "But I don't need to use it
now." He was very frustrated. I grinned, and he laughed. Then I told
him. He said in awe, "Clincher is right! Going to be live?" I looked
askance at him, and he had to laugh. He said, "I didn't mean it that
way." I said, "Only stills after the event." He said, "Good." I said,
"Most of them would think it was funny, what you said, but not in front
of the others. That's SO sad!" He grinned and said, "Too bad. In some
cultures, death is something to celebrate." I said, "Not exactly.
Usually to celebrate the life of the departed." He said, "Oh. I meant
that." I said, "You're too much like me. Best we remain mostly silent
there." We shared chuckles and hugs.
We were in the Salt Lake Temple. They had the choir set up. It was
very unusual that they would allow outsiders in it. The Family of the
President was there, including his mostly annoyed wife. He was aware of
that, and amused. He knew I knew that, and that amused him too. He was
actually having a good time, which mystified his Apostles. I started
porting people in. I said, "A few minutes." The choir started. I said
to him, "I feel something like the master of ceremonies of some strange
costume beauty pageant." He chuckled and said, "I see what you mean. My
people don't know what to make of my enjoyment of this." I said, "More
amusement." He laughed. Then he looked strange. I nodded and said,
"I'll show all the auras now, so you can see what's happening." Some
gasped at the very colorful sight. I said, "I'll start some love going.
A farewell gift, so to speak." Nods of appreciation. He smiled and was
a peace, and then his aura vanished. I checked his heart and brain. I
said, "I certify that the President of the Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints, is dead. There is no brain activity." I gave the
time and date, and filled out the prepared certificate. They performed
their rites. And the guests said some things of their religions.
I introduced the new President. He gave a great speech. Then he said,
"Solomon has offered to perform an unusual service for us. All who want
to participate who are over 17 years of age, are welcome. Any can
decline. Solomon will try to enable us to communicate with our departed
leader." I said, "We planned this. Ready?" They were. I linked with
Kam, and we started the link for the others. We sent our combined
perception into the spirit realm, and we recognized him. I said to him,
"Got anything to say to this unusual group of amazed people?" He
chuckled and said, "I don't know how I can hear you, or how you can
hear me, but I know I'm still me, but without a body. I can see you all
if I try, but it's not seeing. I don't have any eyes. No, looking
around for my ghost isn't going to help you. Oh, that's proof, isn't
it?" The new Pres said, "I believe it is. We have real proof that the
spirit doesn't die when our body does." Old pres said, "I sure do know
that! I can see without seeing some other presences here, but if I will
myself closer to them, they move away. It's like we repel each other."
One asked him, "Do you remember any past lives now?" He said, "I think
I do, but very little. It's interesting that I can see inside of your
bodies. Solomon, is this something like how your people see?" I said,
"It is. We call it the object sense. The source of it, and other
psionic abilities, comes from where you are, so it's natural that you
can use it now." He said, "Will I remember this time here when I
reincarnate?" I said, "All I know of this is my own experience, and
what my father told me. We didn't remember our time in Limbo. But we
can't know if that's the same for all. So if you want to say any bad
words, your lives won't be responsible for them." He laughed.
His wife said, "Can you see our thoughts?" He said, "I can see some
of them if I try. Should I?" She said, "No!" He laughed. He said, "I'll
honor that, even though I'm now sorely tempted. There is another
presence here, very big. One of the other souls vanished." I said, "You
witnessed a judgement. It reincarnated." He said, "Wow!" I said,
"Echoes from the living here." Chuckles. I said, "Souls only have so
much energy for this. We should er, hang up now." He said, "Thank you
for this experience that I might never remember." I said, "You're
welcome." He said, "One more thing. If you can, I want you to make this
er, encounter public." I said, "I'll see what I can do. Closing contact
now." It was over. I said, "Anybody want a God contact?" They REALLY
did. I started the local love broadcast, including all in the building.
God came in, and said, "Well done, Solomon!" I said, "Er, thanks. Would
be nice if you told me in advance what you want, instead of having me
guess." He said "But you guess so well!" I said, "I guess so." He
laughed. He said, "I bless this Church and all in it with my love!" We
felt that, and he left. They were all in awe.
Hawk said, "So He actually wanted you to do this!" I said, "Well, we
know that NOW." One Apostle said, "He wants you to do all you do, and
you do it without knowing that. Does this mean you are really actually
God in some kind of split personality disguise?" I said, "Think about
it. How can I know that?" Hawk laughed, and Mom poked him. I said, "We
have some work to do. I've cleaned up the body. Deep cleaning,
actually. Won't decompose, so it'll keep for a while. We need to decide
what of this to make public. That we can believe, actually." Chuckles.
They wanted as much of it as possible. I said, "That's going to be a
lot, and we can't do a video recording of the soul contact, but I can
make an audio file of it. Or put it in a dream for people who want to
experience it as it really was. Which was really odd!" Chuckles.
I said, "Here's a crystal proposal of what to show on TV, for review.
Pass it around. Any arguments will be ruled in my favor." Chuckles.
Hawk laughed. I said, "Split personality disguise, HA!" More chuckles.
There were some suggestions, and more. I said, "In this, LDS President
rules. His house." They had to agree with that. Then I said, "I
strongly request that our guests don't go public with this until the
LDS authorized bit hits the public. Consider how you would, will, want
it, for yourselves." Patriarch said, "I suspected you would share this
procedure." He said to the others, "Who else would have thought of
this, and actually tried to make it happen?" They agreed with him.
Ayatollah said, "Only the Mahdi." He had to explain that.
I said, "There are many opposing beliefs about that in Islam. So much
so, the whole thing must be discounted. For example, one belief is that
he will rule a set number of years, nineteen, maximum. and then the
world will end. I don't rule nations, and whatever I'm doing is going
to last a lot longer than that, and the world isn't going to end for a
very long time. The traditions don't even agree who he was supposed to
be. Some even say he will be Jesus. But we all know the personal power
of beliefs, no matter how contradictory they are, and how strange they
are to others. I say this as a Native American Jew, the only REAL one,
in a place who's people believe that ALL Native Americans are Jewish.
No religion has a monopoly on strange!" Chuckles. I said, "And God
having a mental illness? I'm NEVER going to forget that one!" Laughter.
I went over and hugged the one who had said that. I said, "Sorry, but
it was so er, unusual!" He had to chuckle.
The Saudi said, "Will the true Mahdi say he is so?" I said, "What is
true? How can we know? None who have said that, have been as they have
said. I have researched them. I will say this, though. Some think it
will be the Twelfth Imam reborn. He was. Many times. That spirit has
had many lives, just as most of us do. Which one should be considered
to be the Mahdi?" Ayatollah said, "Wise counsel." I said, "Given to
deaf ears?" He grinned and said, "I refuse to say." Chuckles.
I said to the new President of LDS, "Here's the crystal of the
afterlife contact and the God contact as dreams. It will only work for
you, and for others while in your possession, and the same for your
successors. It will also work for anybody in this building, any time
it's here, without you, but it will not leave it unless it's in the
President's possession. Only one copy will exist of it, in our Guardian
archives." He accepted it with formality.
I said, "Thank you all for making this possible. Those guests who I
ported, I will do that now for the return. If you want to stay longer,
transportation might be on your own. It's a LONG walk." Chuckles. I
said. "If you want video crystals of this event, they will only work
for those I give them to, and no other." They all asked for them. After
hugs, none stayed. I said to the Pres, "As I see it, your biggest task
is to set your style of office." He said, "I agree. I hope to have a
better time of it than you've had." I said, "So you knew I was thinking
of that." He nodded. I said, "That's a kind of preamble to the question
of my involvement. You've been my primary contact man. As soon as you
decide, I need to know who that will be." He said, "I've already done
that. Me." I said, "Stingy." He grinned and said, "Absolutely!" I said,
"You've got more things to do with this. You already have the
documents. CNN will want a show with me, and with you if they can get
you." He said, "On a show with you? Apostles, what do you think?" "Go
for it" was the common answer. I said, "I'll talk to them, and get back
to you." He said, "You said you cleaned him more than the outside?" I
said, "Yes. No waste and no bacteria. With embalming fluid, the body
could last a long time, wrinkles and all." He smiled and said, "You
couldn't just say it plainly." I said, "Who do you think I am?"
Chuckles. I hugged all of them with love. Mom, Hawk, and I, went home.
I said to them, "You were quiet the last part. I think I know why.
That Apostle's split personality comment?" Mom nodded. Hawk said,
"Brilliant insight. Too bad you had to downplay it." I said, "I know.
It does look something like that, but it's not what's happening. I've
lived all those lives, and this life is really my own, not God's. But
in a way, there's a paradox that makes it partially true for all of
us." Mom said, "True." I said, "And with me being the er, biggest, and
closer to Him just for that, but also being the biggest part of him in
the all time thing, that would make you all the more close now. He was
right, but not in the way he thought." I said, "And you know I couldn't
tell them that." He said, "Yes. A little unfair, that, but necessary."
I said, "And for me, scary! I'm supposed to be doing what he would, but
I'm not him in this life! That's a gigantic responsibility." Mom said,
"Trust him. And yourself." I said, "Oh, sure. Right away. Absolutely."
Pokes. And love.
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