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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.


Thursday, May 3, 2007


Autobio Hermit Stance Why am I persisting in placing my past and passing thoughts online only, especially since few are aware of my presence here &/ most of those few stay away? The main reason is--in spite of whatever-- I, in general, do honestly feel more comfortable here. I do not like having to slant my thoughts and the manner in which I present them toward the biases of some editor. Also, in most cases, I find the submission guidelines too restrictive. I am not oblivious to the lone- liness of being online, or/ of the difficulties of so being, or/ of the uncertainties. However, the immediacy it affords is an attraction hard to resist. I did manage to stop playing online games a few years back after Lycos sent me this message: "Thank you for letting us waste your time." Even so, I know I may still be wasting my time, but that is a risk I am willing to take. Definitely, revising-- a nearly constant activity for me--is magically easy in cyberspace. Further, it is easier to be (even for this non-techie) creative in new ways in cyberspace. For instance, I have a ribbon-like poem in this journal. It covers a span of six days, and each day's word ribbon has its own color. The reason I'm using the background color you see here is because that poem has a white ribbon day. Further still, a couple days ago I finally found an HTML ASCII table that contains the information I was seeking; and so today I accessed it to learn what codes would enable me to insert é in a French poet's name, and to insert ü in a German poet's name. The degree symbol was another special character I learned how to code from that table. I'm not big on aphorisms, but I've written a few. I made an entry for most of them. One is: When it comes to learning, the opportunities are everywhere. I've always done a lot of reading. These days I do most of my reading online. - This WWW/Internet we are inhabiting is T. de Chardin's noosphere, the fourth fold of the human brain (as I see it), the magic carpet of our evolution into ever / more fascinating realms. Through it, this sphere of knowledge, we aretranscending toward T. de Chardin's Omega Point; and we will arrive there so long as we cease making those missteps which militate against our continuance as a viable species. Mainly becausewe use fossil fuels, Michio Kaku informs us we are a Type zero civilization, and that advancing from it to a Type 1 (and there are yet higher types in his pantheon) civilization/ is fraught with dangers. Carl Sagan said that the hulls our intelligences reside in are among the weakest of those forms one could imagine might exist in the universe. Nonetheless, even as we are, we are deeply blessed, we are incredible; but it is exactly because we are so we must walk with care through each sacred now as we dream of zahv-trah and re/member dots gone. Brian A. J. Salchert

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