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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.


Saturday, November 24, 2007


Venturings Homily To Russia: Land of decorous onion domes and broken French, tundras taigas taigas / steppes steppes steppes, scything dissent / hammering the good truths home, deep with the beauties of earth / shallow . . . of power, your harsh infected triumvirates of 55 years/ have so enslaved themselves to a way, they have willed them- selves eternity and the adoration due a god. Nothing escapes them. They have organized to save. But their hands are far too heavy. And humanity, inherently weak, has toppled in blood in their wake. Russia, mightiest land where Occident and Orient meet, I give to you a mountain spring--for your renewal. To America: Land of tall thin buildings and tortuous activity, valleys mountains deserts plains, striping dissent / starring the good truths home, deep with paraded beauties / shallow, your bright and clouded presidents have carved for you a twisted trail and left you out of focus. You are stumbling into holes. And humanity, though desiring to be strong, is quickly going mad. America, grabber of wealth and planter of compassion, I give to you a noonday sun-- for your revision. To China, Japan, West Germany, and each other nation: There is no turning here we cannot overlook; no turning we can afford to. But man is what he is, a creature of longing and of fear / a creature of polarities / an envisioner of perfection / a fragile leviathan, and he cannot come to terms with his condition or the dilemmas of the universe without pain. Brain heart guts / flesh and transcendence, each of you must balance the elements, and contemplate the natural and contemplate the made, and somehow with the fact of constant change discover how to achieve the most autonomy for every living man and simultaneously the most control over the entire radiant human race. I give to you a krinkled leaf and these considered words--for your awareness. To everyone: Your stubborn soldierings of your ideologies are destroying you. This wondrous marble quakes. The flowers stand straight from fear. Your blitzing and bombing does no good. Look in the ancient glass. Inhabited by that fiercest devil, Unquestioned Pride, crouched like a cornered beast, you are driving a nail through the heart of this world. You are emptying your home. (original date of composition uncertain, but probably in 1972 or 1973) - Brian A. J. Salchert

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