tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58428558458954210382024-02-07T03:43:53.249+00:00zwebleZany but serious introspective ideas on the human condition.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-46266538434365318762018-05-22T14:09:00.000+00:002018-05-22T14:09:44.678+00:00Cheese DipThe realization became less muddled; of multiple kinds of cheeses being prepared and organized and, finally combined into a cheese dip. Dreams quite often work that way for me, the end and meaning occur at the beginning, the pattern emerges afterward, with the knowledge dispersed once it is understood.<br />
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The sea of dark faces with blue eyes are spied next as the "Fremon;" praised the coming of the <b style="background-color: #a34111; border: 0px; color: #d5d4d4; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kwisatz Haderach. </b> The law of One Child being rescinded in the middle kingdom. The inability to reproduce of the "majority." Overpopulation in all other groups, the resentment, anger, and resistance, all made clear.<br />
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The legends of the planet of the Children. The search for a cure to the fertility issue. The matrix feels real while the experiment continues. The mist clears as the truth of the lies emerge from the cataclysm. Knowledge brings peace out of chaos.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-59775719530608268002018-05-13T12:12:00.001+00:002018-05-13T12:12:40.936+00:00Transformed<span style="font-size: x-large;">In dreams we see through others eyes and are transformed. #freeyourmind</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-55390808216607650652014-07-04T12:43:00.000+00:002014-07-04T12:43:45.864+00:00Living the DreamToday I dreamed a new dream, which reminds me to share the message:<br />
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<i>Dreams can change the world,</i><br />
<i>Taking action, gives birth to the dream,</i><br />
<i>Sharing the dream, gives it meaning,</i><br />
<i>Polishing the details, helps the dream find it's place,</i><br />
<i>Marketing the product, let's others know of it's existence</i><br />
<i>Persistence ensures long life for the product</i><br />
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We should remember to exercise our special talents, showcase them, and change the world for the better.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-43959304943972438962012-04-12T06:19:00.001+00:002012-04-12T06:19:57.689+00:00One thought to rule them all...Mind is the key<br />
Fear is the mind killer<br />
Control is freedom<br />
Freedom is victory<br />
Victory is life<br />
Life is a dream<br />
Dream is a journey<br />
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-70913168411410101542011-05-14T11:53:00.047+00:002011-05-14T12:21:35.946+00:00Fear is the only thingFrom an interesting dream, I have come to some startling conclusions. Fear drives most of our behaviors. We tend to overcompensate for our fears, which results in many of our actions being less than useful.<br />
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Fear of loss causes one to take from others<br />
Fear of love causes one to express hate<br />
Fear of poverty causes one to enact greed<br />
Fear of success causes one to accept failure<br />
Fear of impotentence causes one to overindulge in sex addictions<br />
Fear of being thought stupid causes one to always want be right, and often leads to arrogance<br />
Fear of sobriety causes one to drink heavily<br />
Fear of happiness causes one to choose sorrow<br />
Fear of the easy path causes one to choose the hard path<br />
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We should not be afraid of living. When choosing how we live we must always remember to let our actions be driven by something other than our basic instinct to fear the unknown. This lesson came to me in a dream in which I realized once again that God is within us all, in the form of loving compassion. Fear is the reason why.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-32832971467782825792011-03-05T08:41:00.003+00:002011-03-05T08:45:04.128+00:00Interstitial Hyper-connected DrivesSometimes I dream of a single word or phrase. Tonight it was the above titled concept. I've decided to track down these ideas insofar as I may at times have no clue of their origin. <br />
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In this case, I've had to figure out interstitial, hyper-connected drives. In such cases I am a fan of wikipedia. I think I look to at wikipedia more as a representation of collective human knowledge than accuracy. <br />
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I use cross referencing to then build confidence in my understanding. One hopes that all definitions do not necessarily lead back Wikipedia (ala, "All roads lead to Rome") otherwise we end up with circular references in which nothing means anything (or everything means all things). A quick scan of the Internet shows the following:<br />
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Interstitial: referring to the space between cells, atoms or molecules, or soil particles. Interstitial cells are those cells that exist in the connective tissues between other tissues and structures. of or relating to interstices, in web parlance - A webpage, usually carrying advertising, displayed before a content page; An interstitial discontinuity in a crystal; of, relating to, or situated in an interstice<br />
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Hyper-connectivity: Hyperconnectivity is a term invented by Canadian social scientists Anabel Quan-Haase and Barry Wellman, arising from their studies of person-to-person and person-to-machine communication in networked organizations and networked societies.[1] The term refers to the use of multiple means of communication, such as email, instant messaging, telephone, face-to-face contact and Web 2.0 information services.[2]<br />
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Being curious, I've checked and noted for the record, Hyperdrive is a name given to certain methods of traveling faster-than-light (FTL) in science fiction. Related concepts are jump drive and warp drive.<br />
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For completeness I've followed through on the final term.<br />
Drive: the act of applying force to propel something; <br />
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To be fair, I am always amazed at the insights that come from a restful mind. Tracking down nascent thoughts is more a specialty rather than a science. Depending on one's predilection, research results will vary.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-68209465271209544392011-03-04T12:55:00.000+00:002011-03-04T12:55:35.037+00:00WordsA recent dream found me recognizing the wonder of one's bond. Words have meaning. As I stalked the dreamscape I discovered new meaning for this plane of existence. Applying the lessons are the next challenge.<br />
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In a field on a day, in a place unknown, with chaotic disarray I found myself penniless. To one did I turn, who bespoke another, all three of us journeyed in search of cover. The chaos ran round and as I surveyed the town, torn asunder, athwart with silent chaos.<br />
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I spoke with my savior, or at least one who had the power to save me from this plight. She asked me for a guarantee and I held out the only thing I had. My word. <br />
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And then, I, awake from my dream, considered the importance of that thing given. The power of one's word and the ability to influence change. And thus, I learned another valuable lesson from stalking the dreamscape, which I happily share with you.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-72852181862613044912011-03-04T12:38:00.000+00:002011-03-04T12:38:55.965+00:00God helps those who help ...Just contemplated this on another plane of existence. We call it dreaming. In that reality I recognized that what we are searching for is the cause. The Why of it all.<br />
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A silent thunderbolt appeared as I recognized that God helps those who help others. It is then that I realized how wrong and easily confused we are. To have misinterpreted such an idea as God helps those who help themselves.<br />
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In truth one who helps themselves seek no other. While those who help others inevitably help themselves. For this is the cause of which Man has been searching.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-70807503575637324452011-02-21T17:22:00.000+00:002011-02-21T17:22:49.282+00:00Dreaming CausalityI dreamed that a relative was suffering. In pain and as I reach out, with impatience to strike her she transformed into an old man. Then the old man transformed into a child. I recognized with tears, my son, my son, and I held the baby.<br />
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On waking I could see the world anew. I began to sense that cause happens before the effect. Karma in all of it's mysteries seeks to pass on what we were to whom we must become.<br />
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Then I beheld a waking dream where I recognized that how we treat others can be the cause of their ill-mannered behavior. The case of whether the horse or the cart came first is irrelevant. To develop, we must put the history of causality in our rear view mirror. Instead we can define a new way forward precipitated by calculated causality.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-40339440453551769452010-01-20T13:40:00.000+00:002010-01-20T13:40:48.581+00:00Vivid DreamsCan location be the cause of vivid dreams?<br />
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I have noted that when I sleep on one side of the bed I will have vivid dreams. These are as clear and as powerful to me as everyday life. If I focus before leaving my dreamscape I can recall the events in some measure once I awaken. <br />
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Given this observation; I wonder whether vivid dreams happen relative to body condition or posture? Other possibilities include bed contours or external room conditions. Vivid dreams may be linked to environmental conditions.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-335016722836194432010-01-20T13:20:00.001+00:002011-03-04T13:41:02.427+00:00Kublai KhanI dreamed of Warrior kings and princes<br />
Long known to be dead and still<br />
In the afterlife did they practice their arts for hope of promotion<br />
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In my dream a general awaited Khan<br />
And a strange sight was this Khan for a Mongol<br />
He was of fair skin and blond hair<br />
His arm hair was brownish and resembled that of a lion<br />
Khan's eye seemed blueish gray<br />
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In spite of appearances Khan seemed to be a Mongol <br />
Upon seeing the impatience of his General <br />
The Khan said "this one is for you, keep him with you always"<br />
A gigantic Golden Eagle flew over to the shoulder of the prince<br />
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With a glow of renewed pride and hope<br />
The General smiled and said "we await your orders to lead us to victory once again"<br />
And so it began<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-68253855731992160472010-01-06T13:57:00.001+00:002010-01-06T13:57:50.447+00:00The early morning thought of the dayJudith Jamison in a recent PBS interview shared her thoughts on success. "Pray, Prepare and Proceed." That's advice worth having in my opinion. We are forced to contemplate the universe, to navigate our world and finally to to personal action.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-79192825450259561402010-01-04T17:49:00.000+00:002010-01-04T17:50:01.433+00:00Blog Upkeep (Tip)A recent development in Blogger (Google's blogging service @blogger.com) has made managing blogs fairly easy. <br><br>The ability to send updates via email has been around for some time. One can update a blogger account by creating a custom email account in blogger under Settings/Email & Mobile/Email Posting Address.<br><br>To link a blog to twitter one may use a free service like <a href="http://twItterfeed.com/">twItterfeed.com</a>. This service will forward posts to twitter, Facebook and others. One will need to add the blog address as <a href="http://myblog.com/rss.xml">myblog.com/rss.xml</a>.<br><br>To maximize effectiveness when dealing with multiple blogs one might consider using an email distribution list.<br><br>Happy Posting.<br><div apple-content-edited="true"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "><div><b><font color="navy"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; "><div><br></div></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></span></span><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"> </font></b></div><b><font color="navy"> </font></b></span></span></span></span></div><br><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-79896031271271752842010-01-04T16:38:00.001+00:002010-01-04T16:38:25.395+00:00Lost Treasure<div dir="ltr"><font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS">A number of professionals, business folk and general media outlets have focused on employee engagement. The idea of engagement is to empower employees so that they become fully involved with their work. The theory is that involved employees will find their work more meaningful and consequently will be happier and more productive.</font></div> <div dir="ltr"><font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"><font face="trebuchet ms"></font></font> </div> <div dir="ltr"><font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"><font face="trebuchet ms">One bit of advice for business managers and owners might be to leverage the benefits of employee engagement. I wondered this morning how much money and innovation might be accrued by following through on the ideas of employee engagement. I recalled as a younger man being employed by a business owner to simply examine technology and make recommendations on their usage in his business. That was the extent of my job and because of it I developed a intuitive sense about the possibility for employees to change the course of a business. </font></font></div> <div dir="ltr"><font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"><font face="trebuchet ms"></font></font> </div> <div dir="ltr"><font size="2" face="Trebuchet MS"><font face="trebuchet ms">When setting new years resolutions I would recommend that one include promotion of employee engagement together with serious consideration for implementing active employee suggestions. Don't waste the competitive advantages that exist in your organization. Businesses may have technology and streamlined processes but one must remember that people are your foundation and hold a wealth of lost treasure.</font></div> </font> <div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-38756502150788926752009-08-25T11:49:00.002+00:002009-08-25T11:57:01.766+00:00I dreamed the meaning of life, the universe and everything and it wasn't 42<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>This morning I dreamed about the meaning of our existence. The dream itself was unimportant. Its conclusion was that humanity exists for only a single reason. We exist to serve creation. The quintessential element of humanity is our ability to be creative and imagine. We therefore exist in this world to use that creativity and imagination to dream of the next world.<br />
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It's as simple as that.<br />
</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-60376908105868090592009-05-17T03:11:00.002+00:002009-05-17T03:14:21.390+00:00Caveats to blog management: What works well and what can be improved<span style="font-size:9;">Hi all,<br /><br />Just a quick follow up to my previous post on blog management. I note the following items regarding this new blog method:<br /><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">Embedded pictures (those images attached, pasted or dragged into your e-mail) do not display in the blog properly </span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">The subject becomes the topic header of the blog post </span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">The text of the blog editor on blogger shows large typeface however the blog posts according to the style of the blog </span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">This new technology makes it easy to multiply mistakes (one e-mail message can appear on multiple sites quickly) </span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">Inconsistent formatting of text occurs around pictures </span></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;">E-mail messages sent to the Blogger can be set for either draft mode or instant publishing<br /></span></span></span></li></ul><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGyyJ8vnIzIL6VmYe5yX9S2AVzyMTz-lyMk_gsCWmzVVaKfQdrdFY4psFQfuAZhypZkUU6V0HPT588FkoUyZsOGLLhaipUacmTP8uV7cumnjqwYKXWgAgVA_aVtP2_xtWoLu2c3x9_8o7/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 79px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGyyJ8vnIzIL6VmYe5yX9S2AVzyMTz-lyMk_gsCWmzVVaKfQdrdFY4psFQfuAZhypZkUU6V0HPT588FkoUyZsOGLLhaipUacmTP8uV7cumnjqwYKXWgAgVA_aVtP2_xtWoLu2c3x9_8o7/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336625616562942402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><br /><br />Well until next time, stay healthy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span> </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-23650029446995161622009-05-17T02:49:00.003+00:002009-05-17T03:03:44.392+00:00Blog Management: How to do it.<span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">Hi all,<br /><br />Well I’ve just discovered a new tool in my effort to stay current with my blogs. I am a user of the Google Blogspot web service (based at blogger.com). I recently opened my Dashboard to begin a new posting and noted that each site has an email icon next to a mobile phone icon.<br /><br />It appears that one can now create a secret email address that will allow one to send an email which results in a blog posting. Tada! End of problems regarding how to find time to stay current with blogging. An interesting note is that one can probably send one email to multiple recipients (blog sites) and see multiple posts. Double Tada!!<br /><br />Well light bulb just went off in my head. Everyone has time for an email. Everyone does. Since many folks no longer write letters this new technology allows folks to get a grip on their many blogs (sometimes simultaneously). Well this first post of the new blogging error is within the context of how to use the new technology.<br /><br />HOW TO SET UP EMAIL BLOGGING<br /><br /></span></span><br /><ol><li><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">Login to blogger and view your dashboard </span></span><br /></li><li><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">For each blog site click the email icon and add a secret word to create a unique email address </span></span><br /></li><li><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">On your phone / email program – create a new contact (I use @blog-name for my contacts so they are easy to find) </span></span><br /></li><li><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">For each contact set up the secret email address you created in step 2 </span></span><br /></li><li><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;">Create a message and send it to the contacts you have configured<br /></span></span></li></ol><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;"> The dashboard area should appear like this... </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZxHt9nywFOi7P0r2SXAdvgAA29OWD500H14ZGTdo3elLdY_E2jhIWGQR79IB5A3KKKtFIsf0cz-iJGJBQcONr59NZ_Ex-GL8aQNo8AvpfRh3eJh3U4weV3OrQuUinVePQrick5fwCUjw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZxHt9nywFOi7P0r2SXAdvgAA29OWD500H14ZGTdo3elLdY_E2jhIWGQR79IB5A3KKKtFIsf0cz-iJGJBQcONr59NZ_Ex-GL8aQNo8AvpfRh3eJh3U4weV3OrQuUinVePQrick5fwCUjw/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336619953085416722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"><span style="font-size:11;"> Feedbacks, comments, critiques are all welcome. <br /><br />Be well and happy blogging.<br />Tom C. 阿明 </span></span><span style="font-size:xx-small;"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,Verdana,Arial;"><span style="font-size:9;"> </span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-8192440693124243542009-04-10T10:05:00.004+00:002009-04-10T10:12:14.550+00:00MultiverseA man, nicely dressed, picks up a box of ice cream. The box has a handle, its squarish and has pink and white stripes. Through the door the man can see three younger men. They do not enter the store.<br />
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One of the young men outside the door mumbles something "...go in there and... I will hook you up later...." A few seconds later in come two much younger kids, they run up to the man with the ice cream. "Please...please...please..." the smaller kids grab onto the pants leg of the man. He desparately realizes the trap and tries to free himself.<br />
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He is held fast and thinks "time to make a break for it." These kids aren't even listening so with a mighty lunge he throws one kid off his leg and makes a dash for the door. As he heads out, the trap closes and the three young men at the door move in, all that he can see is them reaching into their pockets.<br />
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The man wonders why he isn't armed in such a dangerous world. He tries to dodge past the incoming sounds of bullets. I awaken with the feelings of being shot in the left arm and torso. I feel as though a part of me has died. I recognize that although a dream my mind has made manifest that somewhere this has happened and I ponder the veracity of the theory on the multiverse.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.zamandayolculuk.com/cetinbal/FJ/I1546multivers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="317" src="http://www.zamandayolculuk.com/cetinbal/FJ/I1546multivers.jpg" width="420" /></a>Perhaps what we see is not all that exists in this Universe of ours. For sight is limited to the near horizon but what lies beyond is still a mystery. The undiscovered country if you will. Are dreams simply dreams or are these simply the doorways to other realms. One might ask from what energy are dreams composed and how are they communicated?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0New York 11368, USA40.7506343 -73.847787440.7181233 -73.9061524 40.7831453 -73.7894224tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-84293498315990668412008-09-19T06:46:00.000+00:002008-09-20T03:15:55.940+00:00The monster in the mist<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>The monster was one in human form. He stayed inside his incredibly strong keep for years. No force could hold him really and the sense of wanting everything he saw was a weakness which made him shallow and vain. The problem was that although his cavern was covered in specially bound metal he could break free at any time. <br/><br/>He was a loud bushy mustached barrel chested amiable beast of a man. He adorned himself with long stemmed horned helmets and special designed armor from another time. He was immortal and he was bored.<br/><br/>When unleased upon the world he wasa whirlwind. A terrible storm which could not be bound. Most often he was allowed to blow himself out. The loneliness of complete destruction was the only thing which held him back from a complete wipeout of the population.<br/><br/>Somehow I became a guest of the monster. He pondered ceaselessly about the need to head outside and run destructively about. His goal? -to try new things; like many of us the monster wanted whatever he could not have.<br/><br/>It was for this reason that locked in his cavern he must remain. I understood this, he understood this and his other visitor did not. She was all mist and low on substance.<br/><br/>By dumbfounded circumstance I found myself in the company of a guffable monster whose mere prescence would cause walls to tremble. Once in motion the monster could not be stopped -buildings would crumble, ordance repelled and invincibly strong. <br/><br/>In talking to the beast it became clear to me that his envy was great but as long as his interest was kept at bay he would remain inside. Devoid of this barrier the beast would burst forth causing havoc and great destruction.He was both the immovable object and the irresistable force.<br/><br/><br/>The monsterous, Viking-like immortal would crave whatever was seen or any enticing thing that he heard. I therefore admonished the other guest not to provoke his interest. Like mist she could not be contained.<br/><br/>I really tried to hold back the beast, lest he be loosed upon the world. The knowledge of his great strength was obvious -the walls would tremble upon his spoken word. In his waypath was a pool of poisonous waters. Along the path -was a safe haven.<br/><br/>The monster could take many tongues and oneheard his speech in one's own langauge. He would try to provoke one to feed his hunger for vibrant concepts. The girl of mist could not be stopped. My hand fell onto the poisonous waters and the monster held the only cure.<br/><br/>A short shower later and the monster was loosed. Unable to contain himself he was content for the moment to retain his new guest. Not through force but skillful manipulatiion of ideas beyond her comprehension.<br/><br/>So did the girl of the mist, fade away. The monster stayed home. I returned to tell this tale.<br/><div class='blogger-post-footer'>The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-30916103354853217172008-08-07T10:51:00.000+00:002008-08-07T10:55:54.495+00:00Dreaming of Einstein<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>Today I dreamed of e=mc2 (and wondered if it was right) and e=s - 2n. Amazingly enough it all seemed so clear a few minutes ago. I'd overheard a discovery of the secret to event probability. <br/><p/><p><br/>While in the dream I was just an observer of this theorem I really felt ready to grasp this concept. And then I woke up - now that was frustrating. I wonder how many thoughts were undiscovered because one has awakened from a dream?<br/></p><p/><p><br/>Well perhaps I will dream again and if so I will write it down until we can capture the essence of the thing for which we are all searching.</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-27230903469687264702008-07-08T10:56:00.003+00:002008-07-08T11:05:14.409+00:00African SnakesI dreamed of living in Africa. My wife and I had traveled to Africa in this dream. We had gone through an African marriage ceremony.<br /><br />My wife was sorting some herbs, I noticed people going about their business. The priest was walking by as well. Although he was not dressed in his official robes.<br /><br />I noticed that my wife was separating a short dark green bed of leaves. For some reason I thought isn't that tat (a local carcinogen)? She explained it is the only medicinal herb around here.<br /><br />A picture of a snake made itself present. Not a real looking snake but a fake looking one. It's eyes were very large, emerald colored and elongated. The thought that came to mind is when you see these the best thing to do is jump and get out of the way. Jump and get out of their way.<br /><br />They don't normally attack but just give them their distance and get out of their way.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-58399036834299396102008-05-11T13:06:00.005+00:002008-05-11T13:25:59.878+00:00Software AcceleratorToday I dreamed that I was a backup driver. I was a natural talent at this in my dream. I worked with an important team of smart technicians. It was quite by accident and after many failures that the team discovered that I had a hidden talent - I instinctively knew when and how to manipulate the engine in order to achieve maximum velocity.<br /><br />The team worked from a console and I noticed that the current driver did not know when it was necessary to throttle back power as the course on the main board changed direction, speed and intensity. I am not sure when I realized that this was a system , an engine , to drive software rather than a vehicle. It must have been the day of the big test when the main driver and her supporting team were looking around trying to understand why the system was not working properly.<br /><br />I recalled images of the success of the team being brought into question in the press. The thought of this engine being given up as an idea that would not work. I flashed back to the team having this issue. I walked in and performed a repair under the console. Then I took notice of the main board where the team puzzled over the problem.<br /><br />It was I who noted that at a certain section of the course the intensity of the main engine needed to be reduced so that maximum power was maintained while the internal processes reorganized multiple threads. Following that I noticed that the race course of the engine changed direction by 90 degrees. I mentioned that power needed to be trimmed by two, three then four percent in order to navigate such a turn at the current speed. Otherwise accelerated particle thrust would result in dispersal of electrons and interruption of power flow.<br /><br />At this point I became aware that I was dreaming (actually I suspected it earlier). I made a conscious decision to continue dreaming so that I could record this information into my longer term/short term memory. It is natural of course without dedicated focus to lose one's dreams after waking. I pushed the urge to wake aside and reviewed the contents of the dream before leaving the dream scape.<br /><br />Which is how I discovered the Software Accelerator. Now recorded on the day of the dream by Tommie N. Carter, Jr.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-68023387562711911692008-04-06T12:50:00.003+00:002008-04-06T14:06:42.149+00:00Multiple dreams in one dayToday for the first time that I can recall -I had at least two distinct dreams that I can remember. On the periphery of my memory I seem to grasp that a third dream is there but currently this eludes me . Instead of losing all memory of the dreams, I find that I can still hear the Sutra in my head, I have retained much of the essence of the dream-space.<br /><br />Scene 1:<br />The Asians are in a beige car behind mine and as we reach the destination and they get out of their car we all start to feel and hear automatic gun fire. I look over my right shoulder and following the sounds of the bullets I train my eye upon the topmost floor of a building where I can see gun fire flashes coming from a window near the corner of the building. I order our men to take cover as I hug the wall and try to gauge the distance between the incoming fire and the impact of the bullets.<br /><br />We apparently were here to investigate this building diagonally across the street from where the gunfire is approaching. I interpret the gunfire as a way to distract us from our target. And as a warning to those we have come for -surely they are leaving out the back door after hearing this gunfire. I prepare to return fire when the Sutra interrupts this dream.<br /><br />Scene 2:<br />Unusual activity from a friend including some pictures of girls sitting within an inner tube with a ball in the middle is the component that I recall strongest. I also recall that the friend had previously made contact with me regarding a relationship problem. The Sutra brings me out of my reverie and forces my attention once again upon the being.<br /><br />Scene 3:<br />In a waking dream this time. I am listening to a very musical version of a Sutra. The strains of the musical chimes and other instruments which I cannot identify seem to make the experience reach one's higher self.<br /><br />When the chanting begins I do not understand the words but their intent seems clear. The words are both soothing and inviting one to reach beyond the limits of oneself. After listening to this music for some time I saw a waking vision of a monk sitting in a lotus or kneeling position.<br /><br />The amazing thing was that I could not see the monk's face -it was enclosed in shadow. I was able to see that the monk had on deep red robes covering an inner robe of gold (I could see the gold cloth coming from beneath the red robe around the shoulder area. The amazing thing is that this monk is now with me -whenever I hear this Sutra/music in my head I can visualize this apparition/being as distinctly as I can view other objects in the physical world.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-69235015260086534432008-03-15T10:25:00.005+00:002008-03-15T10:57:17.681+00:00FISHIn my dream today I walked a path and from afar I saw a goldfish leap high into the sky. It was a mighty leap, unusually so and I wondered why. I hurried to see what I could make of this situation and as I drew closer I realized that there were two fish in the air. The leap of the goldfish must have been tremendous I thought.<br /><br />For some reason what came to mind was the Salmon swimming up-river to the place where they had spawned. With that thought the scene became clearer as I approached. I realized that the goldfish had jumped out of a body of water and that further away -some distance in fact was another body of water (I couldn't say if it was the ocean or a river).<br /><br />What I saw when I came within close range was that a goldfish had indeed been captured in the jaws of a huge brown fish. Or the brown fish may have been captured by a huge goldfish. Please excuse the confusion on this point -I was busy being amazed at the mighty leap which was at this point simulating flight.<br /><br />It appeared that these two fish (one in the mouth of the other) were flying through the air. They flew around close to the height of head (or a little higher). It seemed rather strange to me and so I ducked for cover -I didn't want to interrupt this event.<br /><br />The flying fish seemed headed to the other body of water at first. Next the fish doing the amazing leap that simulated flight performed a semi-turn and seemed to be headed back to the first body of water (not sure if it would be called a lake, a stream or a pond).<br /><br />As I was now ducked down close to the ground I became aware of the startling colors in this environment. Blue sky, green grass, goldfish, brown fish and a dark body of water. I was at this point confronted with the fact that these fish were not going to make it to the body of water. I realized this as the fish flew around my head and appeared to aim directly for me.<br /><br />The dream came to a sudden end as the two fish headed straight towards my face. I dropped my head low to the ground to avoid collision and the two fish came to rest on the ground inches from my face. Breathing heavily the fish lay before me and I awoke thinking now I have two fish -what am I going to do with them?<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5842855845895421038.post-2227801708791844482007-12-12T11:21:00.000+00:002007-12-12T11:37:35.399+00:00Dreaming the impossible dreamThis morning I dreamt that the Earth when seen from afar casts a shadow-like aura. Our sun as a pinpoint of light creates this illusion. I dreamt of a newly formed medium-orange sun being formed between human hands. In my dream-scape I recognized that the lights in our sky might as well represent all those humans who ever were (so great are they in their numbers). <br /><br />My dream conceived this impossible idea, could humanity be the key to those dots in the sky? Are we capable of shaping the stars out of our own essence? I awoke with an incomprehensible understanding of the unknown mysteries of our universe. No matter how unrecognized the beings, dimensions, and substances in our environment we are all connected.<br /><br />Understanding this link becomes the next question, who knows, perhaps I or someone reading this will dream that impossible dream.<div class="blogger-post-footer">The web provides a freedom of information that one hopes can stimulate the human condition. Anything that pulls us away from the mind-numbing television cannot be all bad. Can it?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0