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64-Bit Temple Operating System

March 9, 2014
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Infinite Monkeys n-gram Algorithm in JavaScript

February 20, 2014
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Apparently WordPress does not allow you to edit HTML directly? That is sad. I was able to post the n-gram algorithm which comes stock with Infinite Monkeys directly to blogger, which is cool.

LINK: http://baseinfinity.blogspot.com/p/helper-functions-function-splitover.html

Currently, the program allows you to do word level n-gram manipulations on a large amount of text. The algorithm is identical to the one which is found in standalone executable version of Infinite Monkeys 1.99 but some functionality is missing. The ability to load and save ‘biases’ (the saved n-gram states) is absent. The interface is clunky and odd (because it is stuck in a blog post). That is about it. I hope you enjoy. More to come, for sure.

:BTW:

This is the first ever project I have done in JavaScript, but I will continue to work with the language. It is the most well document language in the history of programming which is a good thing, since it’s painfully difficult to debug. There’s an universal truth circulated among programmers. It is not the errors that refuse to compile that cause the most grief, it is the ones that compile and lurk in the background, destroying your faith in yourself, that are the worst bugs. JavaScript will run regardless of what nonsense you throw at it. JavaScript will compile anything.

~dave

claim your peace

January 25, 2014
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claim your peace

(_)(_)(_)(_)(_)

This is the first in a series of executable poems.. Stay tuned.

Some More Free Grass (Whitman + Lessig)

January 23, 2014
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How straight and square they
stand, tenacious, to think they
can own perfection.

Small the theme I sing.
I am a man, great!  I am
quite universal.

I was wrong today.
According to its poisons,
I wear my failure.

Against the laws of
poetry, I sing appeals,
expensive, absurd.

O woman I love,
lips of love hot and vapors,
singing in my blood!

To watch the system
mock our visions, bathed in
the blood of poets.

I listen, and I
do it through the creative
act of piracy.

The soul of a book
is content if I simply
sing the copyright.

As if your stories
were lewd, music at the end
of integrity.

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Composed in collaboration with Gnoetry 0.2 and these texts:
Lawrence Lessig, Free Culture
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

War Trudge

January 8, 2014

Crouched by bluebells,
Stumbling and floundering,
I saw his eyes close.
Distant rest began to work its own death.
One dies of war trudge.

Dead men tried to peg out soldierly fatigue;
A scarlet ferry across the channel
Bent double like time.
All went lame but limped on,
Deaf even to the trudge.

His hanging face, him drowning.
The magnificent recession of
Disappointed froth-corrupted farewell.
We in Paradise are cursed and hurting.
In your fifty smothering dreams, you too.

Can’t shake hands now.
Less life than white existence.
Even microbes have their backs
Towards our sev’rance.

If in some prejudiced parts
When I’m lugged gargling from the dust,
Bitter as the devil’s sick
And ripped from far Nirvana…

    With my every jolt
    Being the wind,
    Nothing more than air…

Must I be his load?

— Let’s die home
With any old disease
And miss the drowning.

We’d hate to live dead.

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Cut-up generated by The Text Mixing Desk by the Lazarus Corporation.

Based on 14 poems by Wilfred Owen.

Quite a bit of curation on this one. I’ve not amended the generated cut-up fragments, but I have re-arranged them into a comprehensible order and added punctuation. I had no initial plans with regard to the structure of the poem, I just mixed up the lines until they worked.

Actually, one change was made to the generated text. I changed a letter, from “Less live than white existence” to “Less life than white existence”.

The Powell Memo

January 3, 2014
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shape exposition economic [course]
response to such arsonists as integrity
and influence.

it if not foregoing specifically
[thoroughly] fatal to freedoms
fatal to their passion for certainty
forgotten – tolerant  – unwelcome
the future sum of some
kind of support a compete payoff
[prison] of effective action
[program] of our destruction
beloved of law
[exceptions]

{#}{#}{#}{#}{#}{#}

corpus = The Powel Memo

method = cut-up + ngrams

generator = Infinite Monkeys v1.99

gnoetry+

December 18, 2013
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gnoetry+

So I created a Gnoetry community on Google+. I mentioned this idea before, and I’m just getting around to doing it; not exactly sure what it’ll look like yet, but that’s OK. Like I said, I think it could be a good place for discussion and a gathering of resources, a worthy supplement to this space.

Any and all are welcome, of course. Hope to see some of you there!

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