Dear Readers,
It's been a long time since I've updated either of these projects and it's time to formally move on from them. They had a good run. They saw my writing evolve into what it has now become and that is so far divorced from the initial conception of the project, that it seems more fitting to begin a new one than to continue with these.
The hiatus was more a result of coming to this conclusion than anything else, coupled with the depletion of energy directly following the IM3 generator. I mean, I actually wrote my own programming language for that project -which was fun, don't get me wrong, and necessary conceptually. But I needed a break, so I took it.
Anyway. I look forward to future projects and I hope you do too. So stay tuned.
Cheers,
JYNX
Computer poetry is warfare carried out by other means, a warfare against conventionality and language that has become automatized. Strange as it seems, our finite state automata have become the poet’s allies in this struggle, the long historical battle by which mankind pries into the surface of language to reveal its latent mysteries… R.W. Bailey, Computer Poems (1973)
Friday, February 12, 2016
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