Solomon's Private File #450
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 36 in this story, in the Spring of 2062.
Solomon's Private File #450 "New Doing Approvals"
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I said to Pope Paolo, "We should stop meeting like this. People are
"That we're planning something about world domination? What were you
really thinking?" He laughed. He said, "Proof you're still you?" I
said, "Who else would I be?" He said, "God?" I said, "I can have sex. A
lot. He can't. So, I'm obviously not Him." He said, "Has He ever had
sex?" I said, "He hasn't told me, but I do know as God, He can't.
Whether He might have been anything other then God, who could have had
sex, I haven't been told. With my past comments about this, and in
conversations with him, I think He would have told me something about
that, if it had happened. I think. I hope." He grinned, and said,
"Carefully said." I said, "Always, regarding Him. I don't want to do
anything wrong in that."
He said, "God said we have a purpose, that is to join him when we're
able. Does God have a purpose?" I said, "Do you mean in the sense we
have, that's external to Him?" He said, "I see a problem with that. IS
there something greater than God?" I said, "I did ask Him that. Oh wow,
do you look strange!" He had to laugh. I said, "Think about it. You're
asking me, so why shouldn't I ask him? Similar relationships." He said,
"Oh! I should have thought of that. I am to you, something like you are
to Him; a frustrated minor coconspirator in improving people." I said,
"Change minor to irreverent assistant." Grins. I said, "In answer to
your question, about my question, He said that was beyond my
understanding, due to the nature of my being. I have the sense that not
even my father can understand that." He said, "Do you think you ever
will understand?" I said, "I think I will understand all that God
knows, when I fully join with him at the end of time. Got a really long
wait."
He said, "The Saudi action fallout says you've already joined with
God, at least in part." I said, "Caused my people to think a lot about
personal butt kicking." He laughed, and said, "Why?" I said, "My
existence as just a spirit couldn't have happened any other way. No, I
don't want to watch you kick yourself!" He almost laughed. I said, "It
also explains how I can have an actual defined presence in the place
where souls are judged, as has been reported." He said, "Oh! I should
have thought of that, too." I said, "You can kick with both feet now.
Alternating." Grins. I said, "I'm still me, doing the same work, and
still poking foolish people all over. Even space explorers. Want to
hear one? I know, stupid question." He chuckled. I played the latest
FTL ship rescue. He said with a big grin, "I see what you mean. Very
unprepared, but wait for their brains to catch up?" I said, "I like to
be creative." He said, "What I like about that the most, is the last
comment he made. He hoped you were God."
I said, "Gratitude includes the continuance of the cause of it. Of
course he would want one who saved him to be God!" He said, "I do have
my own understanding of that, which doesn't include your modesty." I
growled, and he laughed. We hugged.
I asked to meet with the two in religious authority in Saudi Arabia.
I said, "You told! You should see yourselves. You look very funny."
They had to laugh. Imam said, "You knew it would be shared. I thought
to do it responsibly." I said, "With the massive storm that happened,
it went severely er, unnoticed." Mufti said, "As I expect happened to
my post. Could you have stopped all of that?" I said, "I didn't come
here for you to be intelligent. Hmm, that didn't sound quite right."
Laughter. I said, "Yes, I can control the entire internet directly, and
I do, sometimes, mostly in aid of it. Would have been a severe
breakdown if I hadn't controlled it when I posted the political money
files." Mufti said, "Your request for it to not be made public was so
you could refrain from authenticating it." I said, "Seems my comment of
the excessive use of intelligence wasn't effective." Grins. I said,
"Alright, yes. Better that people come to realize that in stages, after
discussion and debate. You knew that." Imam said, "I hoped I knew
that." Grins.
Imam said, "Did God know you would do it this way?" I said, "With his
Supreme intelligence, even if He didn't know the future, I would expect
He would know everything He should know. Said in another direction,
with what even the public knows about me, you, for example, they would
at least suspect it. I know I would have." Nods. I said, "I'm a
teacher, not a programmer." Imam said, "The true teacher's way, to lead
to understanding, more than memorization of untested facts." I said,
"Somebody taught you that?" He said, "Not in the schools I attended.
YOU did." I said, "I get blamed for a lot." Mufti said, "You should!
You have destroyed so many bad things, you should be severely blamed
for that." I said, "I see in one area, I have some competition. That of
making strange but wise statements. What is this world coming to!"
Chuckles.
Imam said, "You're a part of God like your father." I said, "Not like
him, but a part, yes. I could not exist as just a spirit any other way.
Yes, I've been this way for some time." He said, "You know as God
knows." I said, "Not exactly. Normally, I'm as I've been. When I need
to know something more, such as how to repair a dimension, I take that
knowledge from him, to the limit of what I can understand at that time.
In fact, I can only know about what he knows, that I can understand.
That's increasing, but slowly. While I'm a part of God, I can't be all
who He is, or know all He knows. I'm still me, the adult odd child who
loves too much, all people. And the appreciated by some, political
commentator, with a big toothy bite." Grins. We hugged.
George said, "Making more sense to us. Thanks." I said, "Oh, you're
still around." Lots of rude noises, but with love.
I shifted to a house in Nepal. Its occupant noticed the event, and
knew what it meant. He was ready for me when I entered. Flames
surrounded me. I walked through them, unharmed. Psionic force pushed
hard at me. I ignored it. Illusions of ferocious animals came at me. I
changed them to little mice that squeaked in chorus. They vanished. He
tried to attack my chakras. I ignored that, too. He tried to fry my
mind. I said in his mind, "Greetings. Good weather we're having. A
little hot around you, though. Why are you doing this?" He said, "You
will kill me!" I said, "I will do what I do. No power of man can change
that, but kill? No, I don't do that. I won't kill you, no matter how
you plead for me to. Why have you turned to the Dark?" He said, "They
would not give me a stone of power!"
I said, "You are in ignorance of that. No person can give you what
won't have you. Those stones choose who they accept. If you would try
to bond with one against its will, you would be damaged, or killed.
They do not accept Adepts of the Dark. You didn't turn to the Dark when
you were refused, you were refused because you were already of the
Dark. Why?" He said, "They advanced others, and not me." I said,
"Advancement comes from the individual. If you didn't advance as some
others did, it was only caused by you. You thought too much of
yourself, and didn't feel you needed to work hard. THAT is why you
didn't advance. There is a limit to how far one of the Dark can
advance, in parts of the skills you now have. What fate will you now
choose for yourself?"
He said, "You would take my powers. I would choose death over that."
I said, "I might have felt the same in your place, if I had not the
love of others to comfort me. If you would choose a clean death, you
must will it now, before I take that ability away from you." He
couldn't make himself do it. I said, "You have harmed others with your
powers. I cannot allow you to do that again." I removed his psionics.
He screamed and sobbed. I put a glowing spot high on a wall, and said
to him, "See that spot on the wall?" I made him look at it. I said, "If
you touch that, you will die painlessly. It's more than you deserve,
but I do feel for you." I wrapped him in my love, and that severely
surprised him. He became calm. I bowed and shifted out.
He thought for a while. He needed to move a chair into position, so
he could climb it to reach the spot. I said to him in Limbo, "Doesn't
hurt now." He smiled in his mind, and said, "I was a fool." I said,
"Don't expect me to disagree with that." He laughed. He said, "Thank
you for your mercy. I realize now that you honored me by doing it
yourself, and not one of your Corps." I said, "You were a Lama. I try
to do those actions involving religion, myself. It feels right that I
do it." He said, "I have to agree. It would have been demeaning to have
another defeat me." I said, "I did know that." Grins. He said, "Do you
know how my next life will be?" I said, "I wouldn't tell you if I knew.
You start a new life with no memories, as it should be, and you won't
remember this time here, even though it will affect you." He said,
"You're making me a better person, here! I understand! Thank you!" I
said, "You're the first to see that. Don't do that again." He laughed,
and I gave him my love.
Daren said to me, "You blocked me in Limbo! I didn't know that was
possible!" I said, "It was a private conversation. And it wasn't all of
Limbo, just where he was. One more thing. NOTHING happens there that
God doesn't approve of. He does allow us a lot, though. We shouldn't
abuse that trust. No, you still can't communicate with him. I know you
had to try. Please don't do that again. Things are very delicate there.
While it's true they won't remember their time there, in other
incarnations, ALL experiences affect the soul." He said, "Oh! I should
have suspected that! Hands off, unless necessary." I said, "For
counseled souls, yes, but in ordinary contacts, and when they need
help, we do. Just be careful, or you could affect their future lives in
unpredictable ways. And yes, you should have thought of that." Grins. I
shifted to him so we could hug. He said, "Why the spot so high?" I
said, "So he couldn't fool himself into touching it by accident. I
wanted him to know he wasn't fully the coward he thought he was." He
had some tears, and and said, "SO compassionate! I don't know how we
can live up to that, but we should try." I said, "Good idea." He
grinned, and poked me.
A man walked into our government approval office in the Bureau, and
stopped in surprise. He said, "Rose! I expected Solomon." She said,
"Got you beat. I was expecting him for nine months!" He had to laugh,
and hard, and sat down. She said, "I have two doctorates in psychology,
and I'm registered clergy as a Navajo Shaman, with the federal
government. And you know Sol, who knows all, is monitoring. Good
enough?" He grinned, and said, "It is. May I ask why?" She said, "You
know shrinks. Always testing people. He includes us in that, too. Er,
obviously." More grins. I told her his background was clean, and she
did a good job.
The next man that came in said right away, "Where's Solomon?" Mom
said, "He's not here. I'm doing the approvals today." He said, "I'll
come back when he's available." She said, "Won't work. If he's here
when you come back, he'll switch with me. Wouldn't you do that for YOUR
mother?" He said, "Oh!" She said, "I'm well qualified, and you know
he's watching. He can't stop, actually." He sat down. The interview
went well. I gave her the background. Mom said, "Any good psychologist
can do this job. Why do you think they want us to do it?" He said, "I
said, "Do you know what they are?" She said, "Of my generation, only
Stephen could see into the past. So I can't do that, but my monitors
can, and you know Sol is watching. He can't avoid that. You don't have
to tell me, but I do have to say in the report that there could be a
vetting issue. If they really want you, you know they're going to ask
hard."
He nodded, and said, "Have some with vetting issues made it?" She
said, "Sol says yes, both camps." He said, "I'll tell you. I'm a
recovering alcoholic. Sober for 26 years. Traffic accident. I, my wife,
and the woman in the other car, were severely injured. My license was
suspended for five years, the duration of my probation. Conviction was
vacated after that." She said, "But still on the record that the public
has access to. In my opinion, that shouldn't hold up a well qualified
applicant, but you know that's up to others. They might agree with me,
or not. No, I won't push it. We don't do that in this position. That
would be interfering in politics. Not the same as messing with
government." Grins. Mom said, "But I'll tell you this. We place people
who've learned from their mistakes, higher than people who haven't made
any, and who we do this for knows it." He said, "Unexpected. Good to
know. Thank you. Would it be alright if I mention that you're doing
this?" She grinned, and said, "We expect it. Sol's said others are
qualified. We're testing how that's accepted. Who he is, has been a
problem with some people. Tongue tied applicants. It's NOT easy getting
those knots out. Slippery." He laughed loudly.
Mom said, "Poor brother Hawk." Renewed laughter. She said, "When Hawk
takes his turn at this, maybe he'll have to make his own self laugh.
I'd like to see that." He said, "So would I!" Mom offered to hug him,
and after, he said, "Wow! More like Solomon than I thought." She said,
"As his mother, I like to think he's more like me." He said, "Oh. My
apologies." She grinned, "Think nothing of it. Happens a lot." He left.
I said in her mind, "I'm jealous. That was a great one!" She said,
"Thanks. I like this job. Thanks for that, too." I said, "Oh, no. We
thank YOU. At least your monitors do." She said, "I know what you mean.
We watched you for fun, too."
A woman came in. Mom knew right away that woman was unacceptable.
Applicant said, "You're here for Solomon?" Mom said, "Yes, for today.
I'm well qualified. Some people are in too much awe of him. We thought
we would try this for a while." After the usual questions, Mom said,
"This is a specific job interview, not a political approval. We can't
tell you the results, and you won't know why you're hired, or not. I
know it's frustrating. Think of it as character building." Grins. Mom
said, "Heaven knows, you sure do need it. Why you thought you could get
away with lying so often to me, I don't know, but you shouldn't be
doing it here or for the government. Sure they need to lie, but under
orders, not your kind of freelancing. It's not my decision about your
hiring, but don't wait by the phone." Without a word, the applicant
left. Mom's report drew a lot of good remarks from the selection
committee.
Mom did that for a week. It became known, and as a good thing. Then
Hawk did it for a week. He had less problems, and was well accepted,
and by the public as well. Then George did it. His different
personality easily won them over. Even the lone bad apple, couldn't
dislike him. I was asked to do a show about it. I sent George. Before
the show, Mario said to George, "You're new to me. I don't know how to
treat you." He said with a big grin, "Good. Oh, I'll help a little. I'm
a son of Stephen, so I have similar abilities to what Sol had, before
he could use multiple bodies, including time-diving and earthquake
prediction. I've done God contacts, mostly offworld. My office walls
are covered with doctorate diplomas. I was in Sol's first class of
personal students, and was inside the monster. I'm one of the
administrators of our school, and I manage the Corps assignments. I'm
married with children. That's all I'll tell you, that you can share.
Enough?" He said, "More than I expected. Thank you."
On air, he said some of those things. Then he said, "Solomon had an
office in the FBI building for government appointee approvals. There
are reports that Rose, Hawk, and you, George, have been doing the
interviews, instead of Solomon. Would you tell us why?" George said,
"Rose said it best. Who Sol is, has been a problem with some people.
Tongue tied applicants. It's NOT easy getting those knots out.
Slippery." Mario had to laugh. George said, "That's not nearly as loud
as Hawk was the first time." Renewed laughter. He said, "Sol's said
we're all qualified, so we're taking turns with those of us who are
known to the public, to see how it goes. It seems to be working. Our
reports are liked. The applicants who weren't complete asses, didn't
have any problems."
Mario said, "Not all applicants were of the highest caliber?" George
said, "You wouldn't want to fire those rounds. Duds." Mario laughed.
George said, "I think you've noticed something. We all have a sense of
humor, individualized, too." Mario said, "Why is that?" George said,
"We who can see the innermost thoughts of people, even though we really
don't want to, and don't, usually, who see all in the past at will, and
feel life and death all around us as if it's our own, and know the
absolute pain of it, who can speak with the dead, who know and work for
God, with His sense of humor, well, we HAVE to have a sense of humor,
or go crazy. We don't do crazy. So, there you have it." They went to
break. George said, "Not going as you planned?" Mario said, "Yes. Wow!"
Grins.
Back, Mario said, "Please tell us about your work as the school
administrator." George said, "No. Why bore people? Who doesn't know
what a school administrator does? I do the same things, but with one
extra thing. Recruiting. I find candidates, and ask them to come to the
school. Some parents take a little convincing. Kids, not at all." He
grinned, and said, "I'm not surprised. But why the parents?" George
said, "I know it's hard to believe, but some people still think we're
bad people. Devils. I don't even like pitchforks!" Mario tried not to
grin. George said, "And some parents wanted to take advantage of the
situation in ways that would harm their children. Our students need to
be clear of mind. Negative thoughts and feelings reduce their ability
to learn. Too much of that, we have to let them go. Parents need to
know, we don't take students for US, but for them, to help the children
to learn to be all they can be, for THEM. It doesn't profit US in any
way. We do it for love."
Mario said, "In fact, there are reports that you pay the parents and
students." George said, "There are charities that support us in that.
We don't want anything negative in students coming to our school, and
that includes home money issues. So, we fix that. It's all about
supporting the student." He said, "Do your students live at the
school?" George said, "Some students live at home and commute. Some
live with their parents in school supported housing. Some live in well
staffed dorms away from the school, and at the school. It's all
individualized, for what's best for the students. Most students want to
be with their classmates all the time, but it's important that they
also respect their parents' wishes. We've reached the limit of what I
will say about the school, and what I do there, but one more thing. We
all take turns teaching. We all love our students, and love teaching,
so it's for us, as much as it is for them, that we teach." Mario said,
"Thank you George, for being with us this evening." George said with a
grin, "You're welcome. It was interesting er, with you."
Off air, Mario said, "I see now it was." George said, "You were
expecting somebody of less er, force. We are, with Sol there to compare
us to. But alone, NOT at all. Think. After Sol, we are the most
intelligent, most educated, most powerful people in existence, by many
orders of magnitude." He said, "All dimensions?" George said, "Our
group? According to Sol, yes. And purposely so. We're not an accident.
God wanted us; he made it happen. Good work, I say." They felt the
touch of humor. George just grinned.
He ported to our big great room, and we mauled him with affection. So
did a lot of others who ported in to do that. Daren said to me, "You've
got more planned like this." Dead silence. We had to laugh. I said,
"Who I am, has been holding the rest of you back. You're not going to
have that luxury for long, and with the new disguises, you can even do
alien environments like they're your own, and with Adepts. You don't
need my body changing ability for some of that." Daren said, "With
Originators, too?" I said, "In the works. That's what we're for. I made
the redheads to help with that. Oops!"
Daren said, "In those dimensions you repaired? You changed them!"
Elise said, "So S Kid types were made to manage Originators, and you
convinced God to allow you to make some more." I said, "Don't do that."
Laughter. I said, "Originators were the cause of most of the
dimensional problems I've had to repair. They're becoming too arrogant,
and are disobeying God too often. I've developed an experiential method
of retraining, but it needs real time management by an S Kid. And we
need more teachers for more schools." Daren said, "Your super S Kid
abilities. Are any more going to have them?" I said, "Some abilities,
probably. Most you don't actually know about. Oh, I love that look!"
Laughter. Mom said, "Do you know who's going to be doing those
different things?" I said, "Oh, Mom!" Laughter. I said, "Tune in next
week for the next installment of the next stalling of people. Please
use our sponsors, the makers of the keep your intelligence to yourself
products. Thank you for your support." Chuckles and grins. We shared
our love.
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