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Edges of Knowledge


Thursday 2002-12-12     8:53pm
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There is a certain person--he knows who he is--
who should he by some magnificent turn
happen to read this/ I openly thank for
popping me in the mouth that night at the ice rink
a lifetime ago/ I, who looking back see
how crazed, how clouded my "brilliant" mind was;
I, who looking in now
see how crazed, how clouded my "resonant" mind yet is.

For at least 3 weeks--though it seems like ages--
I have been at war with a dark-n-devious computer virus,
a war I was not able to win to/ my satisfaction
until I concluded I needed to ditch the WinZip program on my desktop,
a program I hadn't used anyhow.
Once WinZip was gone/ so was the virus's hiding place.
Finally, at 12:34pm, via this computer's Find program,
after disallowing it to go to the Recycle Bin, I deleted it.
And immediately thereafter NAV full system scan
did verify it was gone.
(I know, I know.  I'm not holding my breath either.)

During this time, though I have considered
the spell 11 and 17 have had on me
may be (when viewed rationally)
not at all outside the range of probability,
I cannot but be mystified when
what seems to me most unlikely connections/ occur:
as the 1:11pm and 1:17pm one on December ninth
and the 2:11am and 2:17am one on December tenth.


Monday 2002-12-16     7:59pm
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11 and 17 are still at it.
Several days ago
I experienced 6:11. 6:17, & 12:17 events.
Yesterday, after lugging into this den
from another long work night, 
the clock here greeted me with 10:17.
This evening, back in the kitchen and back to eating--
after the thankful fulfillment of a long-awaited need--
I glanced up: 
6:11.
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Enough already?


Wednesday 2003-01-01     2:24pm
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Between noon and one above the mobile home to the east of mine
I saw my first flock of cedar waxwings this season.

My life recently--
December 23/24--
was etched by a 4th seizure,
one of such characteristics
I found it necessary
to get taken to ER,
to absent myself from work,
to cease driving,
and to begin making changes
in my daily routine.
My doctor had me come see her
and placed me on a second
anticonvulsive medication,
and has me using h- p-
on my injured mouth.
And God--
through two other persons--
is (it appears) 
securing those exact related aids for me
I now most need.

However unworthy I've been
and may continue to be,
God unfailingly
provides me with blessings
I cannot but be amazed at
and ever grateful for.

As one just recently told me:
If someone wants to
do you a favor,
there must be a reason;
so let them.

If, God,
I could be perfect for You,
how glorious
every moment would be!


Thursday 2003-01-02     7:38pm
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Initiated a subscription relationship with
the WORD among us,
and am now participating in
the daily January meditations
in the free issue they sent
to Janice.


Sunday 2003-01-19     10:38am
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As of some time on 01/16/03 I am 62.
Had a 5th seizure on the 14th.
Wasn't taking my medications properly.
Am to be getting an MRI and an MRA Tuesday,
Phenytoin levels in my blood checked Wednesday,
and am to be seeing my doctor again Thursday.

That daily meditation I was doing/
somewhere ended.  I ought to get back to it.
The responses of others to my ailments
have caused me to make some prayer changes.

I probably shouldn't mention it
but I am offering up the pain
from the bite sores in my mouth
as penance for sins I have committed.


Wednesday 2003-01-29  7:29pm
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Today has been warmer and busier.

Gave my Mobile sister's and my
Virginia Beach sister-in-law's
phone numbers to the ever-kind
Mrs. L..

Made a number of calls mysef to those two:
In part because of a letter from the 
Anatomical Board of the State of Florida
regarding Janice's cremains;
and in part because of my leaning now
toward selling my car but then realizing
I had not yet gotten the title for it
from the bank, a need which is so far proving
a bit difficult to satisfy.

Also in seeking other things, came upon
a Salchert-search letter nearly 2 yrs. old.
Am going to attempt to contact the sender.

My V B s-i-l told me her parents had once again
decided to move back to Waupun.  My later
recalling that dad had said Janice and I
could use one of their plots at Calvary
in Fond du Lac/ immediately made the
returning of K & E to Wisconsin at this time
seem to me another evidence
of God's hand in our lives, especially
in that K knows exactly where those
plots are.  I think he would be willing
to take his number one daughter's
cremains there.

Anyway, I did make a return call
to my s-i-l about it.





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Brian A. J. Salchert