silence binds Eternity to the entropy of the deep. a circular plain elongating in infinite space. the planets themselves are circling a great drain. nerves dream. shooting out from the swirling hole. a powerful iron tongue moves like a wind over the deep. condensing rocks relax and go to sleep. against the unseen. on the other side of this world, is a mirror image of the next. circling no-space an altogether different drain.
shudder'd nerves stumble out of a deepening slumber. where the two mirrors collapse into a third. this dream begets a second nature. devouring salt floods on a second shoreline. these histories are scripts in the library of heaven. rolled ages fold and unroll into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrinking from definition.
there is no weather here. no seasons. caves on caves & a molten center. yearning to be contained in the cold deserts & empty seabeds. my laws create the sky. to encase the fire. I am the God of undifferentiated infancy.
trumpets sound & ORACLES shudder. contagion aesthetics physician podagra ergo. suffers under his body's visions. b(our)bon vespertine particles aspartame minimus coveting. long dark holes rejoice in comfort.
twelve instinct phases loop like clockwork. crux ascendancy. QUATRE mouthpiece. laws into Marrow. upon the surging shapes. starry wheels can discern the flames: a demon casting piled forms into a region of secrets. a second power on the mountains rifted intense indignation against his winged ghastly children wept. howling & cold in a shadow of life.
into the sulferous vapor of the Venusian atmosphere. the stench of compressed desires form a river that the heart wove. explodes into the unrestrained desire which was divided into 50 mind bound nerveless circles. trembling at the infinity of forms.
dark Urizen howls at the perturbing sun. heaven worms from under his surface. an age rolls over. another script unfolds.
the twelve negations beheld his phantasies of brass. a fountain of flesh&blood trembled. combining senses. a body arose from the empty space. sounding an unquenchable trumpet
voids for its eyes & twelve negations emerged from the fire. bending their intentions into the horn of trumpet. twelve more negations for every negation. & the pressure of the collapsing space folds into a molten point.
silence binds Eternity to a circular plain. infinite space. circling a out from the swirling hole. relax and go to sleep. in the unseen side of this world. a no-space. an altogether different drain.
nerves collapse into a dream. a second nature. on a second history. scripts into future dreams.
and the undivided roots that refuse their name. cut asunder. forms shrink from definition.
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)
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Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Urizen: Part IX: The Law [Final]
the product originated
in the element
of a vexed reduction.
a revolution of seven symphonies
each with seven symphonies
which revolved around them
unto infinity
the newtonianism
of seven gravities
collecting in a laugh
like an oscillating wave
or a heartbeat
which doubles and halves
like the radiance of a drop
of water.
the jaws of seven gods.
with three eyes
and two hearts
beat like sore red orbs
encased in names.
the spectre of an echoing
angle, arrangements
made against the same.
a factory originates in a landfill
the mouth of the devourer
then on into hell.
the law generates prisons
which encapsulate like nations
the world cracks like a map
time becomes a clock
every moment is numbered
the measure measures itself
and becomes is own projection
but
with an infinitessimal measure
everything becomes infinte
in the element
of a vexed reduction.
a revolution of seven symphonies
each with seven symphonies
which revolved around them
unto infinity
the newtonianism
of seven gravities
collecting in a laugh
like an oscillating wave
or a heartbeat
which doubles and halves
like the radiance of a drop
of water.
the jaws of seven gods.
with three eyes
and two hearts
beat like sore red orbs
encased in names.
the spectre of an echoing
angle, arrangements
made against the same.
a factory originates in a landfill
the mouth of the devourer
then on into hell.
the law generates prisons
which encapsulate like nations
the world cracks like a map
time becomes a clock
every moment is numbered
the measure measures itself
and becomes is own projection
but
with an infinitessimal measure
everything becomes infinte
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Urizen: Part VIII: Countdown
into its engine
its parts fall
one by one
parametric possibilities
until everything is reduced
to the ratio
and an endless process emereges
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f( f( f(n) ) ) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f( f( f(n) ) ) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
n=n
its parts fall
one by one
parametric possibilities
until everything is reduced
to the ratio
and an endless process emereges
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f( f( f(n) ) ) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f( f( f(n) ) ) ) = n
f( f( f(n) ) ) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
f( f(n) ) = n
f(n) = n
n=n
Monday, April 18, 2011
Urizen: Part VII: Lossy Compression
the line becomes
a circle becomes
the line
becomes
a circle
the zero divides
into the line
becomes a circle becomes
the line
becomes
a circle
becomes its
reflection
a circle becomes
the line
becomes
a circle
the zero divides
into the line
becomes a circle becomes
the line
becomes
a circle
becomes its
reflection
Labels:
computer generated poetry,
urizen,
william blake
Friday, April 15, 2011
Urizen: Part VI: The Counting Argument
the line becomes
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the line
becomes
a circle
the container penetrates
what
the zero divides
under the pressure
what is in what is not
becomes its
reflection.
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the line
becomes
a circle
the container penetrates
what
the zero divides
under the pressure
what is in what is not
becomes its
reflection.
Urizen: Part V: Period Doubling Bifurcation
the line becomes
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the container becomes
to capture
the antibody
bifurcation matrix
the one
penetrates
what
the zero divides
under the pressure
of the red/black binary tree
of life.
the sepia tone desert
becomes its
reflection.
what is in what is not
and then
the line
becomes
a circle
becomes a figure
eight
knot.
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the container becomes
to capture
the antibody
bifurcation matrix
the one
penetrates
what
the zero divides
under the pressure
of the red/black binary tree
of life.
the sepia tone desert
becomes its
reflection.
what is in what is not
and then
the line
becomes
a circle
becomes a figure
eight
knot.
Labels:
computer generated poetry,
urizen,
william blake
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Urizen: [Part IV: Compression Bilocations]
the line becomes
a circle becomes
the container becomes an antibody
a figure 8 knot
to capture
the frozen landscape
reflected
under the pressure
of the line
becomes
a circle
the sepia tone desert
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
and then the one
penetrates
the zero envelops
what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
a circle becomes
the container becomes an antibody
a figure 8 knot
to capture
the frozen landscape
reflected
under the pressure
of the line
becomes
a circle
the sepia tone desert
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
and then the one
penetrates
the zero envelops
what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
Labels:
computer generated poetry,
urizen,
william blake
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Urizen [Part III: Containment Strategies]
the line becomes
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the container becomes an antibody
changes to capture
the frozen landscape reflected
under the pressure
of negations
the sepia tone desert
the apple becomes a sausage
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
the line
becomes a circle
and then the one
penetrates
the center of
zero.
the zero envelops what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
the container becomes an antibody
changes to capture
the frozen landscape reflected
under the pressure
of negations
the sepia tone desert
the apple becomes a sausage
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
the line
becomes a circle
and then the one
penetrates
the center of
zero.
the zero envelops what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
Labels:
computer generated poetry,
urizen,
william blake
Monday, April 11, 2011
Urizen [Part II: Container Magick Defense Operation Alpha]
Urizen
Part II: Container Magick Defense Operation Alpha
the container, an antibody
sought for changes to capture
the frozen landscape reflected
in a prophet's regress
of a frantic innocence
mirroring a solemn experience
under the pressure,
a symphony imprisoned
in the ice mountains
of Svalbard
burning with negations
the sepia tone desert
rewritable storage cache
shift left then right
node pointer to pointer
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
the apple becomes a sausage
pluming from a tree of meat
the line becomes
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
when twisted
and then the the one
penetrates
the center of
zero.
and what the one penetrates
the zero divides
becoming a mere
negation.
there either is
or there is not
the zero envelops what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
the line
becomes a circle
Part II: Container Magick Defense Operation Alpha
the container, an antibody
sought for changes to capture
the frozen landscape reflected
in a prophet's regress
of a frantic innocence
mirroring a solemn experience
under the pressure,
a symphony imprisoned
in the ice mountains
of Svalbard
burning with negations
the sepia tone desert
rewritable storage cache
shift left then right
node pointer to pointer
bifurcation matrix
red/black binary tree
of life.
the apple becomes a sausage
pluming from a tree of meat
the line becomes
a circle becomes
a figure 8 knot
when twisted
and then the the one
penetrates
the center of
zero.
and what the one penetrates
the zero divides
becoming a mere
negation.
there either is
or there is not
the zero envelops what is in what is not
and becomes its
reflection.
the line
becomes a circle
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Urizen [Part 1: The Mechanism]
mechanisms can
mechanisms can flee
the wasted engine
can flee
the mechanisms
that can flee
the wasted engine
our senses have evolved
to divide.
(information into uniformity).
the tongue tasting the
tongue. auto mated approach.
optimal hybrid divide algorithm.
so indistinguishable.
it is no longer perceived.
technique&tool
“to divide is to hybridize.”
preprogrammed into the nervous system: i am lying constructs a high-performance hybrid algorithm. including matrix multiply into the macroScope. & typeSort. asymptotic abstraction: “the brain is a machine for analyzing differences & reducing them to recognizable patterns.“
all memory locations are equidistant. & instructions are introduced sequentially & in Order. to distinguish between similar & different abstract ideas. no two are alike/dissimilar.
reality&perception.
reality&deception. reality&conception,
reality&reception, reality&exception.
the precept&perceptual processing.
we have lost the distinction
between perceptual processing. & bisection.
the hOle is a cirOle. perpendicular lines passing through the CenteR.
the whOleness has been sliced by a knife. juicy&mutable.
a spongiForm tunnel. beyond opinion&circumstance. stuff.
antithesis of eYe.
light.
“& though light allows us to see. it is itself invisible. the candle that lights the way for others. consumes itself.”
mechanisms can flee
the wasted engine
can flee
the mechanisms
that can flee
the wasted engine
our senses have evolved
to divide.
(information into uniformity).
the tongue tasting the
tongue. auto mated approach.
optimal hybrid divide algorithm.
so indistinguishable.
it is no longer perceived.
technique&tool
“to divide is to hybridize.”
preprogrammed into the nervous system: i am lying constructs a high-performance hybrid algorithm. including matrix multiply into the macroScope. & typeSort. asymptotic abstraction: “the brain is a machine for analyzing differences & reducing them to recognizable patterns.“
all memory locations are equidistant. & instructions are introduced sequentially & in Order. to distinguish between similar & different abstract ideas. no two are alike/dissimilar.
reality&perception.
reality&deception. reality&conception,
reality&reception, reality&exception.
the precept&perceptual processing.
we have lost the distinction
between perceptual processing. & bisection.
the hOle is a cirOle. perpendicular lines passing through the CenteR.
the whOleness has been sliced by a knife. juicy&mutable.
a spongiForm tunnel. beyond opinion&circumstance. stuff.
antithesis of eYe.
light.
“& though light allows us to see. it is itself invisible. the candle that lights the way for others. consumes itself.”
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