Infinte Monkeys v1.80

Hi all. I wanted to plug the newest version of Infinite Monkeys. This release features some of the neatest conveniences you’ll ever find in an n-gram generator.

Firstly, because Infinite Monkeys is a standalone local executable, you can now load and save ‘biases.’ The biases are saved n-gram states. For instance, I have a new book I’ve been working on which utilizes the Language of Eden. The LoE is basically composed of the following texts: all my work, Ezekiel, Isaiah, Hosea, Zechariah, The Book of Daniel, and of course, Revelation. Since it is a major inconvenience to have to ‘re-eat’ all of these texts every time you load up the program, I made it so that you can save the n-gram data and reload it whenever. You can also add to the corpus later and if you want to.

One minor glitch with this may be that if you do not specify the “.txt” extension, IM may not be able to find the file. You can always go back and rename it though, something to be on the lookout for.

Also, I have added a rather clumsy BiasMaster which allows you to cycle through n-gram data, and edit it from within a rather crappy and none too elegant GUI. I’m an in the midst of thinking of a smarter way to accomplish this. Please bare with me.

One last thing. I have updated the manual to include all the info you need to get started with n-grams. Another neat feature: n-grams can be called from within scripts. For example:

#NG[250]

…would produce 250 words worth of n-gram garble.

Thanks and enjoy, and if you feel so inclined, feedback is appreciated. One issue is load times on files which will cause windows to appear to be ‘NOT RESPONDING’. If you wait long enough, I assure, windows will respond. Apologies.

Until I switch to GTK,

JYNX

code.google.com/p/infinitemonkeys/downloads/list

Leviticus chapter ten

I’m not gonna lie: Leviticus is a big-time slog. Here’s chapter ten. Next week: Numbers.

Woohoo!

i. charNG

near the
  Tent
    for
 their
  strong drink wine or sons
and Yahweh:
   go loose,
        from before Yahweh, which
 they
shall
be
   you.
don’t let the
sons of Yahweh
   make atonement of
Israel. Bewail! they
are not brothers.

ii. eDiastic

daughters
camp beside Ithamar
before sons

be given sanctuary
offered neither
congregation

Funkhouser Digital Poetry Book

Attention people of Gnoetry Daily! Our patron saint Chris Funkhouser has published a new book on digital poetics called New Directions in Digital Poetry. If you check out the “preview” link on the publisher’s page for the book you can see the full text, which will apparently be available until the end of February.

Gnoetry Daily is mentioned in the book, as a footnote on page 306!

Check out the preview while it’s around, and if you got a spare $35 kicking around, pick up the book!

Hosea Intentions

he has lost himself. the shadow of an eclipsed man. value no less fundamental. than the truths he does not reveal. and the ruins of his fallen world falls into the power of a devil. knowing nothing of the details. he holds that violence is transcendence. a flying head cut off at the neck.

the ego is an invalid seeking a painless suicide.

(&&[-]&&)(&&[-]&&)

Lines cribbed from Simone de Beauvoir + the language of eden + n-gram generation + Fearful Symmetry (Northrop Frye)

Imago

Sat Jan 21 15:10:24 2012

A more explicit knowledge of alarm.
In its formation.  To assist the act,
the conversation of the world, the word
repressed.  The dream.  The figures, which remain

unrealized.  The living.  I observe
in April, they betray the knowledge of
the dream, the bottom of the bees, a worm.
In dream formation.  Many other dreams

in its expression, as a mould.  The word.
Her grub, the current of grandeur.  The word.
The first in one organic whole, a king,
a worm.  The tiny creature is decayed.

Texts:
Jean Henri Fabre, The Glow-Worm and Other Beetles
Sigmund Freud, Dream Psychology
Longinus, On the Sublime
Mississippi Sheiks, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Blind Willie McTell, Blues Lyrics

Gateway

Desolate farmland.
Moonlight off the edge of the water.
Welcome to the gateway.
Strangers in gloves,
barefoot on a bed of flowers.
The sword of Aurora,
at the bottom of a paper cup.
We in black ash,
his eyes, their country.
Fall into the valley,
wake up in the air.
Your language shall melt diamonds,
the cherry trees a dream.
You always sing of the richness of the river.

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I’ve toyed around with translation software and the homophonic translations  the Oulipo people have written about and never felt  satisfied with my results. I thought I’d give it another shot, thinking that perhaps I didn’t work with these techniques long enough to develop any facility with them. Anyway, this is a poem called Halcion run through Google translation  multiple times, and translated back to English after every translation. I saved the English translations and used what I wanted from them. I stripped out what I didn’t want, and changed the order of lines and phrases but didn’t add anything.

Leviticus chapter one & with[in] Exodus chapbook

So I finally got around to uploading with[in] Exodus to the chapbooks page. Go check it out, and check out some of the other awesomeness while you’re there!

Also, I’ve started working my way through Leviticus, and it’s… going. Here’s chapter one, just because it’s Thursday.

i. charNG

flay
 the legs, sons,
   on the
burnt offering and its innards
called to Yahweh. offer young pigeons
   from the
priests, for
    him
   from
him.

ii. eDiastic

divide : drained : burnt
cut the goats : turtledoves
offer them

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Source: Leviticus chapter one (WEB)
Generators: charNG and eDiastic

Gog Magog Gag

bury the fourth angel

next to the sixteenth angel

adorn their carcasses in ointment

set them ablaze

inhale

Media failures shall proudly

fart Magog angels

Gog on God

tumult arises from untempered envelopment

goats serve

lambs

the mythologies

of slaves

the Ramah Gog dictate

names the parent techniques

of a spectral flesh

overseeing the abstractions

of Beth-arbel

& platter techniques

of parent vultures

vomiting chains

fatlings fall in Ur

Zuzims in Haran

skeletons in[VOLUNTARY] Nimrod

can calculate the Return of its VoicE

from the shadow it’s anticipation casts

on any amount captivity

a savior’s sympathy supposes

Shinab effigies

whatsoever sacrifice

contains your darkest wind

Ghost Hamathite coffins

Bela Medes cage of FEAR

but what noose lifts

all green blossoms

from a patient’s pity

(eager and adamant)

from the righteous circus

that keepeth the brother

who murdered my other

*)(**)(**)(**)(**)(**)(**)(*

corpus = language of eden

method = ngrams

a thousand victories

O! I need the world out difference. Tis
True indeed beated and truth proves thievish
Man, kill the phone in the thanks, and keep an
After-loss: for love is a thousand victories.

Maniacs put in a hundred courses of
Truth heavily from heaven: wretched in
Sequent eatin wish I may not paid uh,
My chest, I’ll forfeit, to endure death I.

 
Jan 17 2012, interactive bigram generation with jGnoetry, source texts: 80% Shakespeare the Sonnets, 20% Notorious BIG lyrics to Ready to Die and Life after Death.

I think bigrams are indeed too heavy to author with, makes it too hard to write a quick poem. Uh… no disrespect, Biggie…

Sun Jan 15 10:28:58 2012

Remember that the censor, has exposed
the whole abdomen.  Others are between
the presentations of perusal.  They
contain the explanation of a wish.

In touch, the larva of the human mind,
control the psychic life.  In vain.  A good
example of the other hand, the way
along the language of the cork.  The more

were, for her to conceive a child, the way
in, and the water by the wedge, in good
condition, has aroused in us.  The dry
descriptions of the mother from her own?

Texts:
Mississippi Sheiks, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Blind Willie McTell, Blues Lyrics
Sigmund Freud, Dream Psychology
Longinus, On the Sublime
Jean Henri Fabre, The Glow-Worm and Other Beetles