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Solomon's Private File #300
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 #300 "About Publicity"
START Page
I asked to meet with a producer at CNN in New York. I said, "Your
reporters are pushing something about me that's a little
counterproductive. While it's true I know every thought and every
crime, pushing that at people to make them stop committing crimes may
be a good thing, it also increases people's paranoia, which could lead
to active resistance to advancement. People think of this as an
invasion of the most private part of their existence, which it actually
is. We can point out that God knows all, too, but He isn't real to him,
like I am. Yes, it's true. Almost all people who think they believe in
God, are lying to themselves. Or put as a reverse of wise truism,
'there are no atheists in foxholes'; there are almost no true believers
outside the danger of death. God isn't visible to them. He doesn't do
anything they can point to and say He did it directly. They can SEE me
do that, and on your shows. I'm an in-their-face reality that, while
they want to use me, it's only at a safe to their ego distance. I'm a
threat to their composure, as a minimum. We all have dark things in our
minds that we would murder to keep secret. I bring out that fear of me
in their exposure, in them. Causing more of that, is dangerous. For
all, actually."
He thought a little, and said, "May I have a crystal of this?" I gave
it to him. We hugged. His reporters did tone that down a little. Then
Fox started to take up that perceived slack. I met with the head of
their news division. I gave him a crystal of the CNN meeting. He said,
"Some of us have been wondering about this, and the change at CNN. Yes,
we watch them carefully, with what they say about you. Think it could
cause riots?" I said, "Not for a while, but with momentum and a ward
what you know when it benefits humanity as a whole." I said, "And
mostly within legal restrictions, and always ethical. I work directly
for the Big Boss. If I do something wrong, I'll go poof! Or something
like that." He grinned, and said, "I'll add that. Thanks for not
Chuckles.
He had a thought, and said, "God doesn't work directly in the
physical universe, but our souls are not all of this dimension. Can he
directly make us die?" I said, "Yes. And me, most of all. I'm all mind
and soul now. He pulls my virtual plug, and I'm gone. Only way I can
die, actually." He said, "Why doesn't he take a more active role in
things?" I said, "Directly? He has self imposed rules. Let's try
comparisons. Would you use a dragon to light a match?" He grinned and
said, "I get the point." I said, "If you wanted to manage an ant
colony, to cause them to build their nest the way you wanted, that
would actually work better for them, wouldn't it be best to raise up a
specific ant, to lead them?" He nodded. I said, "And why do I have my
Corps?" He said, "You're like a miniature God!" I said, "Put that way,
so is the President, and all other leaders." He said, "Oh!" I said,
"It's better that people do things for themselves, with some useful
direction at times, and that applies all down the line. That way, all
are able to improve, which is the ultimate goal of existence. TRUE
improvement comes from the desire for it, and effort. Not fear and
desperation, although that can improve people a little, but at a cost."
He said, "May I have a crystal of this?" I gave it to him. I said,
"One more thing. Crime can be prevented. Criminals can be be caught.
The world doesn't need me to do that work, that THEY are capable of
doing, if they want to. If I do it, they won't learn to be responsible.
If I take away the possibility to sin, there will be no virtue in
choosing not to. Those who allow crime, through inaction or any other
means, share in the responsibility of the damage that crime causes. It
hurts me that for the good of humanity I can't stop it, and can't stop
the victims from suffering from it, but I mostly can't interfere with
choice, and the consequences of that. Some things I can prevent and
correct, but not most. I follow God's rules. Don't like it, complain to
Him, or do better, yourselves."
I said, "You can release that statement if you want. I don't take
away, without giving something in return." I gave him the digital
recording. He said, "Thank you very much!" We hugged. They did
broadcast that statement, and without editing it. And they toned down
what I had asked them to. Pres of CNN asked to see me. He said, "You
gave Fox something." I said, "Yes, partially in exchange for agreeing
to my request to modify their coverage of me." He said, "I know you. It
was after they agreed." I said, "Yes. You know I have to be fair, and
not use force that way." He said, "I have to agree." I said, "And it
was something I had already said here." He grinned, and said, "I
noticed. Enough difference to make it not a copy."
He said, "A lot of people are pushing for you to do a world love
broadcast." I said, "My decision on that is mostly firm, with just a
little squishiness. No." He chuckled. I said, "Not until I'm ordered to
do it. You know God can talk in Kam's broadcasts. So if He wants
something, He's perfectly capable of telling the whole world that." He
said, "At that level of ability? Yes, and I told her that some time
Oh, you have." I said, "Up to almost a whole galaxy at once. The origin
of the invading ship form another galaxy. The false Gods. I removed
them, but that left all kinds of a vacuum in their societies that I had
to help with. I spoke with them all, then, and explained it. I'm still
working there. My group, too. I set up a porting relay. Too far to port
to directly. Relativity issues."
He said, "Your roasting of the political extremes is still popular in
rebroadcasts. People are still surprised you criticized Liberals, too."
I said, "They shouldn't be. I'm fair. Important thing is people knowing
WHY those people do what they do. A lot of them believe they are right,
and are not bad people for that." He said, "What struck people the
most, was how you described them, with humor, sarcasm, frustration, but
still so easy to understand. They could see you were right. We've had
psychologists review what you said. Most agreed with your assessment on
the mechanism of the belief system in Conservatives." I said, "And
wondered why they didn't think of it before." He chuckled, and said,
"True. Annoyed, actually." I said, "Nothing is more obvious than after
it happens." He said, "Right!"
I said, "News happening. Bomb went off in Bahrain. One seriously
injured, three minor. A man is screaming, who was far from the scene.
Consequence." He said, "I see you told our anchor. Oh, more details!
that." I said, "Gore and real suffering. Cover that up, it isn't as
real to people, and they have less motivation to do something about it,
and more to just ignore it." He said, "I know, but we have viewership
to consider. We turn them off too much, they turn US off." I said,
"Yes, a fine balance. I do it again, I'll just send digital files so
your people can edit it. Less immediacy, though." He said, "You could
show it to our standards." I said, "I don't want to edit reality.
Dishonest, and unhealthy. If you want to, you do it." He nodded.
I said, "A more controversial subject. Sooner or later, I'll probably
be publishing the life of Jesus, in papers, books, and videos. Would
you want any of that here?" He said, "That's a tough one." I said, "So,
tenderize it." He gave me a half smile, and said, "How far would you
go?" I said, "I prefer a basic history, and then his entire public
life. Well, as much as I can fit in with time constraints. More in
research papers, and comparing what was known about him before. Private
life, including sexual things, would be off limits. That soul is still
active, and in this life, may remember that life. I'm not doing private
lives for any past life that one now living has a reasonable
possibility of remembering." He said, "That's explains Pythagoras." I
said, "More than you know. Odd stuff in that life." He said, "We've
researched it. A cult?" I said, "If you call Buddhism that. Very
similar." He said, "Psionics?" I said, "Included." He said, "I
understand. We'll have to think about it. What about your namesake?"
I said, "That's even more complicated. Some of that should NEVER be
shown to the public. Psionic fights." He said, "Oh. Right." I said,
"And there's very little of hollywood romantic interest. The problem
with historical figures, is that's really all they are to the public;
figures. Like gaudily dressed mannequins, and about as much like real
life as that. And worse, what was moral and right for them at that
time, is not so today, even though it still happens. For example, Jesus
and his childhood neighbor and best friend did a lot of sleepovers. It
was natural that they shared the same bed. It didn't stop there. And
then there was Jesus and his brother. No, they wren't gay. It was
natural and expected, because the genders were very much separate until
marriage. It's pretty much the same today, although a little less in
America than in other countries. I know all here. I see it. But mention
have to educate them into understanding, and that's probably not
possible with some things." I said, "Even telling them that his best
friend was Judas, will be bad enough, but that they never did stop with
problems! Oh, did he have a child?" I said, "I haven't decided if or
when I'll answer that question."
He said, "There had been some theories that he planned to survive
crucifixion." I said, "There was a book about that, called, 'The
Passover Plot'. It was ignorant and stupid. The Romans only tied people
to the cross when they were on expeditions, to save time and material.
In Judea, they nailed them. More like spikes, actually. Even just with
the feet being nailed the way they did it, the victim would never be
able to walk correctly and without pain for the rest of his life.
Through the wrist, which was part of the palm in those days, would make
the hands less than fully useful. But there's more to the story. Those
weren't pine crosses. There, they were usually cedar in that area, and
reusable. The damage being nailed to the cross is bad enough, but
consider the damage in getting them off." He said, "Oh! Hands and feet
would be crushed to a pulp!" I said, "And a live person would bleed,
and that would be noticed, and he would be killed. Yes, the Vatican
knew all that before my father told them. Even worse, though, some
nails couldn't be removed. Archeological evidence of that, with
attached bone." He said, "Ouch!" I said, "Beyond that. None of this was
secret, even before my father." He said, "So they really have been
lying to us." I said, "Yes, and they know from a contact that the Boss
is rather er, cross about it. If it weren't for their gigantic
fanatical fan base, I would have been made to correct them long before
this, and some of them know it." He said, "Unusual times ahead?" I
said, "When not?" We hugged.
The Pope asked to see me. He said, "We're being pressured from all
directions, and in both ways, to ask for the Life of Jesus, and to not
ask for it." I said, "And what was your response?" He said, "I was
thinking of asking you about that." I said, "Dangerous." He grinned. I
said, "I might tell them, 'stop your bellyaching! My decision, and I'll
do what I want about it. Don't bother me anymore about this.' Shock
of all the arguments for and against, for a good many years. More noise
about it isn't going to change anything. Might even make you decide
against the noisiest, just for spite." He grinned, and said, "Oh, how I
wish I could say that!" I said, "Sometimes, being me is better than
being you, regarding mouth control." He chuckled, and said, "I have to
agree."
I said, "I had a talk with CNN about this. Want it?" He said, "I do.
Thank you." He read the crystal, and said, "I didn't expect your
proposed restraint, but I understand why you would do that. Your
compassion, while is almost extreme, is very well considered. If I
asked, would you let me, us, see it before publishing?" I said, "So you
can do damage control, yes. I will even assist in comparing the old and
new version, and review your proposed announcements. We do NOT want to
cause more trouble then we have to. Still, we know it won't satisfy
practically anybody." He said, "True, for everything." I said,
"Something you might want to consider. The lives of Peter and Paul are
actually more interesting, even adventurous." He said, "For Paul,
certainly. You would publish those also?" I said, "Package deal, to
confound people? Make them have to throw darts at pictures, to choose
which one to yell about first?" He grinned, and said, "It's a thought.
Any miracles?" I said, "With psionics, you could call them that. He
could heal, and move objects. Not often, though. He didn't understand
how it happened, and himself believed they were miracles. Strange cause
and effect. That made him think he was holy, and that made him actually
become holy." He said, "Oh, we have to have that!" I nodded, and said,
"It might be not as bad as you think. Or worse. That's that you get for
thinking."
He looked at me with a strange expression, and said, "I think people
expected you to grow out of that." I said, "It's me. Live with it. I
do." He said, "We do. What you said had more in it than I noticed at
first. Sometimes we create more problems in our thinking in advance,
than will happen." I said, "Planning ahead for different possibilities
is useful. Wallowing in that, isn't." He said, "I'm going to ask the
Cardinals. Please give me a presentation with what we've discussed." I
gave him a crystal and card. He read the crystal, and exclaimed, "Wait!
That's real? Jesus contacted Paul?" I said, "Unusually long wait in
Limbo. Jesus cared a lot about his people. and wanted to watch over
them. He tried to talk to them, and failed. Then he finally found one
who could hear him, who was his greatest enemy. But that changed." He
Not until we were ready to agree to it. Please add this to what you
gave me." We hugged with love.
Mom said, "So it's actually going to happen." I said, "Bound to,
eventually. Church will survive. Going to be some interesting times,
though." She said, "Give him back those understatements!" I said
"Nnnnope! All mine now." Growls and pokes, with love.
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