Showing posts with label computer-generated text. Show all posts
Showing posts with label computer-generated text. Show all posts

Friday, November 16, 2012

random haiku of the day

guilty brass corpse --
sullen girl's cold butterfly
dying in neon

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

nonsense of the day

How can the smallish rod flip under the flour?
Life toes the line without the blank breakdown.
How can the year sketch life?
Monkeys argue above my hardware.
Our estate gossips above the air.
Life mandates monkeys over an autobiography.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

embrace the random xxxii

Heretical Rhyme Generator

Come up with the first line, and the generator will do the rest. Here's a sample:

I am sitting quietly
carving out a pernicious void.
My produce watches defiantly
Then they found the dog turd--were they paranoid?


Please share your creations in the comments section--thanks!

Monday, June 30, 2008

electronic poetry magnet kits

Electronic Poetry Kits

Using the Morrissey kit, I came up with this:

Never heard how Caligula died--
dizzy, dreaded, drunken,
twice as whore-happy,
virtually worth two hundred lumps.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

embrace the random xxiv

Linguasso Text Collage

Linguasso (for lingual and Picasso) creates totally random works of art, composed of text and based on varying emotions. It chooses an emotion, then displays associated words and dynamically created sentences in random fonts, sizes, and places.

Saturday, June 30, 2007

static never sleeps*

1.
you can hear,
as of time, to the time,
sixteen miles outside the city--
the smooth human sound.
underneath its wings
with my hands around its neck,
its mouth like a shipwreck.

2.
in a photo that bent,
chasing change from above,
falling in early afternoon--
when i forgot
to come around,
and the wind also fell
and was not surprised.

*Composed by Broken Poem Generator & Babelfish--
tweaked by lowercase lifestyle.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

embrace the random xviii

This one is dedicated to my friends Mark and Terry, and the days when we would communicate solely through sound effects.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

embrace the random xvii

I love text generators:

Death peers over God. The terrorist hardens in another transmitter. How does Death police the rectangular stem? God learns Death across the continent signal. Can whatever unifying trigger bark without God? A planet awaits God opposite each fountain.
The exciting conservative blackmails Death. Death hacks the distant liver. The consenting bell searches the disguise. A bastard exit overloads Death. How does Death second the arriving exhibit? How will a striking liquor disrupt Death?
With another fellow power ascends the sophisticated opponent. When will Death need the struggle? The incident bites the alphabetical coincidence. A verifying vegetable rants behind the activating attribute. Death jumps beside God.
Will a folding dilemma puzzle? The fringe vote sugars the arch before the fallen dictator. A dreadful meat obstructs the viewer. God rests a pill before each exercise.
The alleged pace marches with the starring suspicion. Death sneaks within the leadership. Death perceives God outside the fundamentalist stack. God gins the cabbage.
God optimizes a detective across a remedy. Death pinches the artificial mayor around the tailor. The listener farms? Death starts God next to an intimate. An adult defines the lifted scratch.
The worst lusts beside a scroll. The transformation estimates an accident behind the mediaeval screen. Death shoves a rope into a wiser secretary. Death scandalizes God after a specific paragraph. Does the valley permit Death? The cap bothers the heat next to the passive stereotype.
The flagging blackboard stumbles under the bullet. Why can't Death swim around the doubtful thickness? Death abides. His verbose conference stamps.
God pounds down upon an insistence within this horde. Death trades God. How does God zoom? Without a current beer beams the pedal chocolate. God invalidates the emulator beneath its managing carriage.
Death trails! The tailor accepts against her noise. Death projects God opposite a rival static. Death shifts God.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

embrace the random ix

Here's one I came up with recently. Go to Bing Translator and type in a snippet of a favorite paragraph, poem, or play. Translate that snippet into another language. Then translate the resulting translation back into English.

Alas, Poor Yorick.
I knew him, Horatio.
A fellow of infinite jest.

Alas, Yorick pobre.
Le conocía, Horatio.
Un compañero de la broma infinita.

Wings, poor Yorick.
It knew him, Horatio.
A companion of the infinite joke.


Or:

How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

...transmogrified into Japanese and back becomes...

As for the woodchuck which when the woodchuck can install the wood with the chuck, is possible to install which rank wood with the chuck?

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

embrace the spamdom

Just received this spam at work--no attachment, no sales pitch, only a grammatically fractured scenario:

"only sound was the calm, sleepy hum of the motor. It was very sunny and it watched, without a single blink. One by one, each of the eight birds
"Reverse?" he whispered. I shook my head desperately and waved my fist right water."

This could be the start of a mutant version of Exquisite Corpse. Post any nutty missives that come your way, and we'll stitch them up into a surrealist Frankenspam's monster.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

embrace the random viii

Surrealist Compliment Generator

"In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch."

I will use this line someday.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

embrace the random vii

Random Paragraph Generator


The sticky dog stumbles behind the party initiative. The typesetting adviser gasps over the shot dream. Across a future shines the excellent imbalance. America expands around the screw.