Anybody know How to do chronological blog?

figuring out how to do it in chronological order. If anybody knows leave me a link. I tried this other guy's coding. but it didn't work.


See cybernoeticman.com for latest fiction posts while I figure this thing out.

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The sound of information. Music boxes. Trombones sliding. Telephone ring tones of the antique models. Crackles of information firecrackers crooned on the busy side streets.

Avatars of advertisement lurched themselves on the foot of a young man, as they transcended from the sidewalks up into 3 dimensional air.

The young man shook his right foot annoyingly, as the Company mascots fell down from into the flatland, leaving thin ashmarks on his trousers.

“My brand new shoes. >< Geez, I forgot to set up the filter.”

The man closed his eyes as if in a meditation trance. Layers of infographs suddenly shone on his forehead and faded away.

He then gestured a mudra and was about to talk into his hands. The man screamed into the void inside his hand, the passerbys paid no attention.

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The sides of buildings are sprinkled with bubbles of advertisement like the fur of dalmatian dots. Gross pairs of eyes stare onto the sorry shadowy alley with chuckles of pity.

As each advertisement avatars glide their eyeballs along the wires of data sewage pumps, slow cadences of steps are overlaid by a scurried prance of panicked rhythms.

Circles of infodisks emitted from the skulls of the prey escaping on flight. Data streams squeeze their ways from crevices of the cyberbrain screaming for help from the networked world beyond the alley.

By reflex, reflexes that would shock even the best of Databall sportsman, the man stood whispered a still wind, putting a bright shield to halt the connection.

The man had enlarged his autistic field, covering the whole alley, shutting down pores of data streams that are natural to any mega-city.

The woman then tried to use her natural voice, a primitive and analogue tool, to send signal for help. But the scream was muffled by a laser of crimson data jets—sound packets that resemble the background noise of the city, swallowing the delicious squeals whole.

Greeting from Cybernooetic Man

Hi Guys,

This is Sheekus, aka cybernoeticman. I will be writing and posting each day a few passages from my fictional work. Yes. It will be scifi. I want to redefine what it means to be postcyberpunk. The word is so nebulous and fuzzy, I think I should try to get a new brand.

Fiction posts will likely to be messy, tainted and plainly disorganized.
I want to experiment with Hypermedial Fiction.


see my aggregated main blog:
cybernoeticman.com

I am figuring out how to divide the work between blogs.