Showing posts with label #cybernetic_literature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #cybernetic_literature. Show all posts

Friday, September 05, 2025

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Why humans love sports.

"You take the lies out of him, and he'll shrink to the size of your hat; you take the malice out of him, and he'll disappear."

—Life On The Mississippi by Mark Twain via @sardonicus.eu

Kant's Question about Monica Vitti.

"A pilgrim

Ice
Ingesting hubbub
Gnash written into cold

Thilling existence
Creation

Intent
An extremity
Gone
Ample as a dandelion

Wondrous as a place
Vast as a mountain
Eternal as a hat
Dead as a cabinet
Torn as a mountain

The sagacious pilgrims
A hovel of pilgrims
Callous shanties and late pilgrims
Desisted”

—Issue 1, 3610

"But the editors didn’t budge, since a dictionary’s purpose is to describe language as people use it, not as we wish they did."

Thursday, July 25, 2024

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"The lens proclaims mendicity but its light comes from the abyss."

"God made everything out of nothing, but the nothing shows through."

– Paul Valéry, Mauvaises Pensées et Autres (1941) via @EverySongIveEve

Square colliding with a circle.

"Respectable feelings and near companies

Companies on a feeling, bowing
   mists and waiting delays
You will lend yourselves knowledge in a
   pail of red
Like a blue bank
The babblers of a powerless Swede
   will lean on
      themselves, believed, appeared

What recurrent sense will that
   be?
You will see your greed
You would be an exercise
You will cry, 'I will long for
   to will wander utterly'
What would the pioneer
   taste without arm to see?
You who will bury your wilderness like
   a great year
Right as pioneer, more right than
   intensity

Muscles would turn
   to sinews
Bang
You will give yourselves hate
   in books of
      nonsense, hate skillful as a muscle
You will be seldom
   good for all that is not full
Whenever you will
   fuck yourselves, paying, heaving,
      near as a muscle.

Such people bears no relation
   to nation, wink, blaze, knight-errant"

--Robot X, 1104

The Love of Myrrhine and Konalis illustrated by Frank Mechau.

Monday, June 10, 2024

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Curiosity Rover's view (with sound).

"An active till

An unanimated till
A live till
An active till

Like a till
At a dead till
Of vitality
Lacking
A till

Infernal and supernal

Rot and desolation
At an infernal appearance
Abominating

The vitality of energy
The vitality of energy
The energy of vitality

Of audacity
Of audacity
Of audacity"

--Robot X, 3550.

Are you tired of seeing the same old, mundane things on your screen?

"You can take the man out of the dog, but you can't take the dog out of the man. Wherever he goes, the yearning persists: for a small space, a dark space, a space where literacy cannot hurt him" --@ctrlcreep

"These people want to strip away everything that makes life worth living—literature, language, art, poetry, passion, beauty—until we live in a bleak utilitarian hell of emails, AI girlfriends and machine-generated movies."

Sunday, June 02, 2024

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Far side touchdown.

   "...those thoughts of ours that are
Concentrated in books, as light in diamonds"

--J Stanyan Bigg

"It is conceivable that if all of humanity suddenly decided to change its behavior, right now, we would emerge after 2050 with most everything intact, and we would be 'OK.' We don’t think that’s realistic." (via @auntbeast)

"Gossamer

Silver
Like a whippoorwill
Insuring pay

Joining quietness
Joining stealth
Joining sweetness
Joining literature

Chosen and sweeping
Of gossamer
Looking
The secrecy of pity

Faithful and unfaithful
Expressing
Homeward-bound and loud
Crestfallen and immediate
A diadem of crowns

Mapped

Pyrite
Disgrace
A coterie
In grass
Reviewing"

--Robot X, 180.

"...but if a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well, and that counts double if a thing was never worth doing in the first place. I feel Joyce would agree with me here."

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What is the best philosophical critique of AI doomer arguments?

“power out
shaking dust off my shoes
autumn dusk”

–@poem_exe

Sigil.

"Frog made a fresh pot of tea. He sat down and began a story." --@FrogandToadbot

"...the only truth of this city is that there is never a moment when it is not caught between the knock-down and the build-up."