his maybe dung touch
they die for him (up)
they wave them
gathered in those lamentations
one young leprosy
they become water
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Text = Leviticus
method = n-grams, cut-up
generator = Infinite Monkeys 1.99
I recently discovered this essay by Jackson Mac Low’s son, Mordecai-Mark, titled Science, Technology, and Poetry: Some Thoughts on Jackson Mac Low. I though I would share this excerpt with you all:
Jackson’s approach to writing poetry was, quite literally, experimental. The question he asked was not so much, “how can I achieve a particular effect?” as, “what will happen if I implement this particular algorithm?”
That sounds about right to me, but it’s not just about implementing algorithms any more. It’s about “what will happen when I apply this filter, in combination with these filters, or this many times?” And “what can I do to exploit this software for artistic/poetic ends?”
It is low
for the keepers of height
when the stars draw near,
when your Creator goes
to his pleasure
in the everlasting.
Men are tremblies.
The Preacher says,
“have no end
given from them.
They are like goads
set in this evil.
Before the days of rain
these commandments are the duty of truth.”
With other projects going at the same time, I found myself in late summer & in need of a quick victory, as it were. The Psalms and Job are still in the works, but Ecclesiastes was just what I needed. Here’s a link to the whole book (12 chapters), for those interested.
Unrelated: I don’t find myself giving quite as much thought to proper blogs as I once did, hence my absence here. Far be it from me to suggest anything as drastic as a wholesale move, but I’m kicking around the idea of starting a Google+ Community for Gnoetry Daily. I know at least a couple of you are there(ish), and without getting too Google-evangelist-guy about it, I think it could be cool as a supplement to this space. (In my head, I’m tossing around categories like “resources”, “examples”, etc.) Yea? Nay? Thoughts?
I’ve been planning to pick up and finish this mchain project I began working on in 2008, His & Hers (you can read the first five poems there), a sort of sexual, political and gender-troubled stew of lines assembled from a set of Internet and scanned source texts. In some ways, this series was the predecessor to the 6x6x6 poems, but I feel like going back to it and working with it’s less dark and aggressive tone.
Here’s my first new poem in the series. I wrote it with Gnoetry 0.2 instead of mchain, but I pieced it together from several different regenerations in order to give it more of the cut-and-paste movement of the earlier poems.
I am hallucinating my destiny and happiness now
We meet Michael again at the Sunoco
And I feel a lot of rich people up and he takes photographs
Tar Money Like, I don’t have to do anything
There is too much suck in my heart to win any bitch nuts
And all these people watching it Horrified
Like there is no future because they’re violently ejecting bodily fluids
All over the place Like they aren’t happy there
Dabbling in photography with Michael
We get to the future doing nothing Just being there with him
i crack the seal
and half the kingdom.
besides, the place is just
inside, the hat man pulls off
his night glasses,
and two icons follow.
i saw her death coming
masturbating where the best could manage.
the hacker was taken care of.
his cuffs were straightened.
i was married here,
where the guard was back already.
she’d grown extra arms
and her dance was undulating.
bitterly she said,
“i pay them a thing
a hatchet faced girl
dancing on stage:
our little baby
and our dirty laundry.”
it is her icon
supposedly long retired
activating your self destruct routine.
it’s dark for me.
the penile implant,
laced through the body of the city,
shaped the course of nations
with its wealth:
the only people to ever exist.
martial law gave
a false sense of peace.
told you it was dirty.
becoming so thin as to be intangible
and not bothering to dress
she drops silently to the ground,
raising her captive hands
and teaching the bomb.
Hello, All. Due to terms of service change to google code I have moved the project over to SourceForge. I have also made several key changes to the original n-gram algorithm which has undoubtedly made it function better. I have added a second n-gram algorithm which produces slightly more repetitive results. The original was coded to be as random as possible. It selects two of each word’s links at random and then roll their weights against each other to determine a winner. The second n-gram algorithm rolls all links of a given n-gram and selects the highest roll.
What do I mean by roll? Well, a link (for instance) of a given n-gram may have a weight of 8. This means that in 8 separate instances the link word follows the n-gram’s text.
Take for instance: “The ball is round. The ball is grand.” The word the would have a link ball of weight 2. The word ball would have a link is at weight two. The word is would have two links round and grand each of weight 1. So if the word ball had multiple links, the algorithm would run through each of them and select a random number (a single precision float) between 0 and the link’s weight. This (undocumented) algorithm can be accessed inline through parser via #NG2 (which would produce an n-gram chain two hundred and fifty n-grams long).
Here is a nice sample output based on the Book of Revelation:
height of the seven angels which are the throne of the sea and the throne of the earth and the seven angels fought against thee watcheth blot out of the earth shall be heard a great city many as it were cast out of the earth have the earth and of the earth have not the earth shall be heard a great city had opened the earth have not the earth and the throne of the earth and the beast that sat on the sea and the earth and he that sat on the earth shall not the earth and the angel which is women behold a great city had a great city had a loud voice from the earth shall be killed as it shall be killed as the throne shall be killed with a great and the earth shall be killed by the earth and the earth and the earth and the throne of the earth and the beast that sat upon the seven Spirits of the earth shall be no man could that sat upon the throne shall be killed with the earth shall be killed with the earth have not the earth and the beast and the earth have not the earth shall be killed by the earth and the earth shall be tormented them which were a loud voice of the earth and the earth have fornication with the earth shall be tormented them that sat upon the earth and the earth shall be killed
As you can plainly see, the results are very repetitive, though interesting to a point. Constrast this to the original algorithm (#NG):
was found thy lake which tread under her fornication and stone like Euphrates countenance ending mine angel fly in Sardis These shall the cast upon their sung as would thou of it: for she is given unto me that are shall take thy everlasting gospel to buy of kings: and mystery of which follow the of and in need of half a round about the of descending out of spirit: and in and behold a place called the pit shall reign with me in those days wherein partakers of them blood to her of him that are to see the death hath Here is that I give unto the of hell were filled it were filled to her double unto write; These were given unto death hath the nations of much torment of God: and said unto the blood to know thy down with it was into months suffer: behold a roareth: and pain earthquake; and island were cast upon all plagues of glass with my God sent his of supper of eyes and to his and ye his blood on the ivory ointments blood; Laodiceans write; These have need of fire: and faithful unto God and out without the beast; and as of Satan shall not defiled their torment and many horses prepared for in ten kings of twelve of my God: and gathered them was there be thou slain of eyes and one is again until their of Jesus a stone like unto these things which they saw
This must have been why I programmed it that way in the first place.