Solomon's Private File #298
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 29 in this story, in the Spring of 2055.
Solomon's Private File #298 "CNN And Rats"
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The leader of the rebellion in Africa was having trouble with his
friends and family, in not appointing them to positions of power. He
asked me to broadcast my meeting with him. I did, and what I said to
the fleeing President, before that. There was a LOT of comment, and
some of that made him look better to his people and the world. I was
asked to a show. John said, after reviewing the action, "There was some
delay in when you did that, and when you released it for broadcast." I
said, "That was a counseling action, and so not for the public. I
released it now because he requested it." He said, "So if he hadn't
wanted it published, the important messages in this would have been
lost to the world?" I said, "The first important message in this
published action is that I don't violate clerical privilege without
permission. Loss to the world, or not. Not lost now, though, and
wouldn't have been. I was going to publish a similar alien action to
illustrate the lessons in this. I have thousands of those I can choose
from. This one is better, though, being so close to home, and that we
can watch in real time what's happening there."
He said, "Thank you for the explanation. In this action, and in
Bolivia, you are helping governments, but are still carefully not
interfering in politics or societies. I find that remarkable that you
can do it that way." I said, "I admit it's not easy, but made a little
better in that I do NOT want to be involved in politics! I have no
desire to fool the people. Well, they sure do enough of it to
themselves, to satisfy all but the most demanding of politicians." He
looked strange, and then burst out laughing. We went to break. He said,
"You snuck that one in there!" I said, "Yep. Hawk is still going at
it." Chuckles.
Back on air, he said, "We've noticed that some other countries are
changing in ways that relate to these actions. Is this what you
intended?" I said, "I'm a teacher. I'm teaching all who are able and
willing to learn, with these published actions, which have many
messages in them, obvious, and not so obvious. What people do as a
result of their assisted increase in knowledge, and hopefully, wisdom,
is their choice. Often, what people learn of themselves and others,
from their choices, is a large part of their advancement, over and
above the possible benefits their choices can cause to happen." He
said, "I see that now, more, in this latest action. We SEE him learn
and improve, right before our eyes!" I said, "And equally meaningful,
we see the pain that caused him, for not understanding all that before.
He could have, if he had wanted to think of those things. If we want to
avoid that pain ourselves, we should consider all the things he didn't,
before doing something so serious and life changing." He said, "True!
We see it happening in other countries."
I said, "I think what we are seeing is increased awareness now, and
not so much positive action from that. A lot of those people are trying
to avoid the natural consequences of their actions, now that they have
been made a little more obvious." He chuckled, and said, "That's true."
I said, "When you shine a light in a dark room full of rats, they run
and hide, as their first reflex. Then, when those available refuges are
overcrowded, they fight each other. Some are killed and eaten. Those
new bigger and fatter rats are emboldened by their success, and venture
out into the light, with some false confidence, giving the newly
empowered rat catchers easy targets. No, I'm not saying all of these
criminals are rats. Some rats are not all that bad." More strange
expressions, and he laughed us into a break. Hawk ported in and kissed
me, and ported out.
Back from break, John said, "What you said about the rats wasn't just
a joke. What you described of their behavior, is like what's happening
in some countries because of your publishing these actions." I said,
"That's why I said it. People like to think we are more superior to the
animals than we really are. We aren't, that much. We still have the
same instincts they do, but with something extra. We can choose not to
obey our animal instincts, such as the need to have power over others.
Animals can't chose anything. They are completely ruled by their
instincts. We don't have to be. Only we can know what is good and bad.
Only we can know God. Only we can understand wisdom, and be wise. If we
want to be. To be wise, is to be more like God. To react with our
selfish emotions and unnecessary needs and desires, is to be more like
an animal. I've made my choice. That's to be more like God. What about
you? What do you want to be more like?" We went to break.
He said, "Wow! Powerful message!" I said, "I hope." Back on air, he
said, "In the break after your rat comparison, Hawk ported in and
kissed you, and then ported away. Has that ever happened before?" I
said, "Hawk has never jumped in, in a commercial before in a show, for
anything. Surprised me." He said, "Did the kiss surprise you?" I said,
"No, the kiss itself didn't surprise me. All in my group do it with
each other. What did surprise me, was the porting just to do it, and
the fact that he could actually aim correctly, while still laughing."
He laughed, and said, "I see. Thank you for the explanation."
John said, "The Senior Master of Martial Arts at the FBI Academy has
left. What do you know about that?" I said, "I know what you just said.
Oh, I see you're not satisfied with that. Sorry." He said, "Would you
be teaching the man who replaced her?" I said, "I won't say either way.
Who I teach martial arts to, or if I do, is not something I should be
discussing with others. Such notoriety that could cause would be
inconvenient, even dangerous. However, I will say this. At present, I
have no direct martial arts students on Earth." He said, "Oh, so does
that mean you teach on other worlds?" I said, "Most of my actions
involve teaching. Some of that is sometimes with exceptional students
who, in part, need to be able to defend themselves. Consider, how much
wisdom is lost to untimely death?" He said, "I see what you mean. There
was one who was killed with his group. A Greek mathematician." I said,
"You mean Pythagoras?" He said, "Yes, that's the one! Were you him?"
I said, "I wasn't, but one of our group was." He said, "Would you
tell us who?" I said, "I have permission. My sister Kamala. She
remembers some past lives, but not that one. And as Pythagoras, she
remembered some past lives then, too." He said, "Would you write that
biography?" I said, "I'll discuss that with Kam." He said, "Would you
write about the father of geometry, Euclid?" I said, "Alright, done.
May take a while in the publishing process." He said, "Did he really
invent it all, or was he just a chronicler?" I said, "Oh no. Now you
have to read the book. I didn't see it, but did you just eat a lemon?
Oh, producer liked that one. Let's go to break."
I said to him, "You wouldn't want to hurt sales, would you?" He said,
"But I'm not buying lemons!" I said, "Ha! A good one!" Grins. Back on
air, he said, "Have you ever driven a car?" I said, "I have. Weird!" He
laughed, and said, "Why was it weird for you?" I said, "I don't own a
car. I don't need one. And there are a lot of very odd drivers out
there. Some actually pay attention to what they're doing. Flying an
airplane was easier and MUCH safer." He said, "Oh, please tell us about
it." I said, "Not much to hit up there. Problem is landing. There was
an incapacitated flight instructor in France. I had to land the plane
for the student, So I operated the controls with a transparent image,
so the student could follow along and learn something from the flight."
He said, "Was that your first time flying a plane?" I said, "It was.
Not difficult. Simple controls. Most don't come with unconscious pilots
and terrified students. Not my accessories of choice." Chuckles. I
said, "Space ships are easier. A lot of room to move it, and landing on
a planet is under the automatic control of the authorities there." He
said, "So you've flown those?" I said, "More like making those in them
do it at my command, after I show them I can do it myself." He said,
"Oh, in actions. We've seen that."
He said, "Are you doing any actions now?" I said, "Oh yes! I'm doing
thousands of actions as we speak. And even when we're not speaking.
Some of those are long term things that will take years of work. The
one with the circus took almost a year while I was with it, and three
more years help they didn't notice. But much less time here, due to the
time differential." He said, "Would you show us an action now?" I said,
"No. Most wouldn't make sense here. You would have to have a background
in the culture to understand them, and the ones involving psionics,
would be VERY difficult to show well. Dangerous, too." He said, "Why
would they be dangerous?" I said, "We teach psionics to those with the
talent, VERY carefully. Some things are very dangerous. Knowing about
advanced things before they are able to learn and control them, could
kill them, when they experiment without supervision." He said, "Oh! I
remember. The alien in the swimming pool." I said, "Right. He was
dreaming of that. Could have been airless space. Here he is, splashing
around in the water. My father did what was almost impossible. He got
some catpeople into the pool, and actually like it." Grins. We ended
the show.
Producer came in, and said, "Rats! We're already receiving comments
on that. Almost all positive." I said, "Well, rats have trouble with
the internet. Can't tweet without eating the birds." Laughter.
I said, "There is a breaking news thing. Hostage situation at the
aquarium in Long Beach California." We went back on air. I said that,
and said, "Domestic dispute." I gave the names, and said, "Wife
threatened husband with a gun. He ran. Guard noticed her. She grabbed
an eleven year old boy who was away from his family, as hostage. Yes,
that's me there." I said to the guards, "Will you allow me to handle
this?" One said, "Please, Solomon!" I said, "Gun won't fire now." I
walked over to the woman, and said, "I don't think they allow you to
shoot the fishes here with anything but a camera. Probability not
people, either." She said, "Stay away from me or I'll shoot!" I showed
her what was in a handkerchief I had behind my back, and said, "See
these bullets? They came from your gun, even the one in the chamber. If
you pull that trigger, only your temper might go off. Hey Mike, doing
alright now?" He grinned and said, "Sure, Solomon. Better when she lets
go of me." I said, "Right. Better hugs ahead." Another grin. His
parents came running. The guards held them back, and tried to explain
the situation. I said to the woman, "Gillian, this little action is
just about over. Better let go before consequences start." She sighed,
and dropped the gun. I suspended it in the air, and floated it to one
of the guards.
She let go of the boy, and he ran to me, and we hugged, while the
guards were restraining the perp. Then Mike's parents ran to us, and he
hugged them. I went over to the guards and gave them the bullets, and
said, "Here's some files of the action and the cause. Spying wife
caught husband dancing with another woman in her home, and planned to
make him suffer before killing him, for adultery. He didn't do that.
Was taking dancing lessons for their anniversary." She looked confused
and sick. I said, "Probably going to miss that now. They were here,
because this is where he had proposed to her." They took the things.
The parents wanted to thank me. I said, "No problem. I liked helping.
He's a good hugger." He laughed, and hugged me again. I said, "I was
doing a show on CNN when this happened. I'm reporting it there, live.
Anybody you want to give a holler to, go right ahead. Don't worry about
the cameras, I'm doing it my way." They mentioned their parents. I said
to Mike, "Had enough excitement for today, or do you want to look at
more fish kind of sharks?" He went with his parents to look at the
fish. Rather, that they went with him, while he was dragging them. I
shifted out.
I said on air, "I'm not a reporter, so I'm not going to ask how the
people there felt. Not the proper therapy at this time. If you want to
know, think how you would have felt in their place, and that would be
pretty much it. Back after this break." Off air, they said I did a good
job. One said, "Do you do more of these things?" I said, "Some. Corps
does some. Most don't make national news now. I was here, so I went
with it. More in other countries. Yes, they actually exist." Chuckles.
We hugged, and I shifted out.
Mom said, "Your laid back style in these hostage situations in
becoming something of a trademark." I said, "Tense situations need some
relief of that. My showing utmost confidence helps in the resolution.
Finally did one were she WAS bikini waxed." Chuckles and pokes.
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