swimmingly this post has not been
christophe
past few months. Only nik has maintained any degree of surreal in his
posts. Granted, I have a rather biased viewpoint since I know him
personally. Nevertheless, nik's undeniable genius has been the only
thing keeping this post alive.
collaborative poetry anyone?
ciao,
Christophe
Dale Houstman
"christophe" <pyrokle...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:e1fe8ee.01110...@posting.google.com...
> I have been watching this post become less and less surreal over the
> past few months. Only nik has maintained any degree of surreal in his
> posts. Granted, I have a rather biased viewpoint since I know him
> personally. Nevertheless, nik's undeniable genius has been the only
> thing keeping this post alive.
>
I could go into a discussion of your rather overt miscomprehension of what
precisely surrealism is (you seem to think it's all a matter of rather dumb
games with no point but self- promotion of your "creative energies") but -
frankly - I'm too tired to waste any time on you dense mofos anymore, so why
don't you just fuck off? If you're too lazy to simply do the slightest
reading of your own into the nature of surrealism, why should we waste our
time with you?
Nik, a genius? You're a maggot-filled pus tart covered with lizard shit. Nik
doesn't know surrealism from an anal boil. In other words, he seems to
confuse it with your head.
dmh
Nik Maack
Dale Houstman wrote:
> I could go into a discussion of your rather overt miscomprehension of what
> precisely surrealism is (you seem to think it's all a matter of rather dumb
> games with no point but self- promotion of your "creative energies") but -
> frankly - I'm too tired
Silly Christophe. Doesn't he realize that surrealism isn't about art,
fun, play, or any of that stuff? Surrealism is about really boring
political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening circles.
That and picking on Cythera.
> Nik, a genius? You're a maggot-filled pus tart covered with lizard shit.
Funny, I thought you said Cythera was a pus tart. Who isn't a pus tart?
Nik
Nik Maack
christophe wrote:
> collaborative poetry anyone?
Yes.
The incestuous angels
flew across the living room
pelting my loves ones
with purple wooden spoons.
Nik
Morpheal
> > Nik, a genius? You're a maggot-filled pus tart covered with lizard shit.
> Funny, I thought you said Cythera was a pus tart. Who isn't a pus tart?
> Nik
Seems they are preparing for military induction rather than art.
Considering the style and manner of their fragging. I suppose they
will all be corporals soon enough.... with moustaches....
M.
john adams
"cythera" <cyt...@my-deja.com> wrote in message news:fadef76.01110...@posting.google.com...
> Nik Maack <nikm...@sympatico.ca> wrote in message news:<3BE5E8E6...@sympatico.ca>...
> > Dale Houstman wrote:
> > > I could go into a discussion of your rather overt miscomprehension of what
> > > precisely surrealism is (you seem to think it's all a matter of rather dumb
> > > games with no point but self- promotion of your "creative energies") but -
> > > frankly - I'm too tired
> >
> > Silly Christophe. Doesn't he realize that surrealism isn't about art,
> > fun, play, or any of that stuff? Surrealism is about really boring
> > political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening circles.
>
> > That and picking on Cythera.
>
>
> Sometimes you can really be a sweet person.
>
> I'm not connecting to what that group writes about me,
Unfortunately this is true, and I think it is too soon to forget
that you've done your fair share of lobbing personal attacks
here, and stirring up the broth with your moody criticisms,
and misunderstandings. Maybe these latest comments
against you are a bit harsh, but who has been steadily at it,
yanking on the hornets nest for the last 2 months?
>and I don't even
> open most of the posts here. So I don't feel their "picking" -- and you
> needn't feel it for me.
>
> People who write the sort of "personalist" trash that I've seen here,
> and the others who go along with it, (a group of about 6 men total),
> have some problems.
How can you be sure there aren't others (men) here that also "go along
with it"? And how do you determine whether they are going along with
it or just don't care to pay much attention to the daily soap opera?
> It's too bad, but that's 6 or so men out of the *whole world.*
There is hope then - surely not ALL men are evil. Oh!
I know of about 12 or 13 here that are so sweet that when they
blink their eyelashes mop up the floor. And? I also know
about 20 (personally) who are women, here in this very newsgroup,
that emit firey daggers and smoke from their eyes without so much
as a single blink. And? while their mothers and sons bathe in frogs and
oily bagpipes. But? I should reiterate, these are only about 33 males
and females out of the whole, whole world (about one third).
john adams
"john adams" <johnqa...@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:1CBF7.16319
> > > Silly Christophe. Doesn't he realize that surrealism isn't about art,
> > > fun, play, or any of that stuff? Surrealism is about really boring
> > > political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening circles.
So when are "political arguments" not boring, only when their pertinence is
stripped bare? Shall we only speak of the daily goings in our *own* little world -
how much we make, what we shouldn't buy, our favorite show, and so on. Does it
have to be reduced to ok consumerism sucks, people suck, but there's nothing we can
do, shut up and make art? Art and play is more than fine to me, but *so are ideas*, and I
find this attitude rather limiting.
Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence
> I have been watching this post become less and less surreal over the
> past few months. Only nik has maintained any degree of surreal
[snip]
Yeah, here's something really surreal: "Surrealism is about really
boring political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening
circles. That and picking on Cythera." Talk about a genius for
"boring".
Dear Chris: Perhaps instead of whining, you'd best relax your
sphinter muscle a bit and let your head pop out into the fresh air and
daylight of this fabulous world where you'd begin to perceive the
surrealism swirling all about you.
It strikes many of us that it's pretty fucking surreal to watch the
German Green Party march off like a bunch of Nazis to slaughter a
bunch of hapless ragheads in Central Asia so that we can all swim in a
sea of benefits such as perhaps the stock price of Enron not zeroing
out later this year and some commie-fuck dictator of Turkmenistan
building yet another 30,000 square foot villa in Aspen. If this power
play isn't a fun work of collaborative art, then "Silly Christophe
doesn't realize that surrealism is about art, fun, play, or any of
that other Nikky stuff." Dali can't out draw the world.
>
> collaborative poetry anyone?
Yeah, here's some with another of Nikky's boring political references:
"red
and black
much like that of
flotsam tumbling down
the bloody face of Hitler
who, I'm told, shuffled off
some time ago."
Not bad Chris, you'll probably catch on if you just keep studying.
And "picking on Cythera" isn't just boring. It's also childish, mean,
dim-witted, and uninteresting.
>
> ciao,
Tony
Nik Maack
"Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence" wrote:
> Yeah, here's something really surreal: "Surrealism is about really
> boring political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening
> circles. That and picking on Cythera." Talk about a genius for
> "boring".
>
I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything. Well,
I'll try explaining the obvious.
Tony, perhaps you are unaware that the stuff you're quoting me having
said is sarcasm. That is, I was mocking the idea that some people here
behave as though boring political arguments and picking on Cythera is
the key to surrealism.
> And "picking on Cythera" isn't just boring. It's also childish, mean,
> dim-witted, and uninteresting.
Right. We're in agreement. Over and over again, I've raised the issue
-- why are many of you spending so much time attacking Cythera instead
of talking about surrealism? (Example: the perpetually negative Dale
calling her (and many others) "pus tarts".)
Answer: she's bad, she's hurting surrealism.
Hurting it so much we have to beat on her instead of exploring the
surreal? I think not. Be surreal in your way, let her be surreal in
her way. Easy enough?
> Yeah, here's some with another of Nikky's boring political references:
> "red
> and black
> much like that of
> flotsam tumbling down
> the bloody face of Hitler
> who, I'm told, shuffled off
> some time ago."
I didn't write that and you're making it sound like I did.
How sad that the "collaborative poetry" attempt so quickly turned into
this finger pointing. Darn it. So allow me to repeat (rewrite) myself:
Incestuous angels fly
across the living room
pelting their loved ones
with purple wooden spoons.
Nik
PS.
You poor, poor angels.
Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence
> "Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence" wrote:
> > Yeah, here's something really surreal: "Surrealism is about really
> > boring political arguments that go on and on forever, in ever widening
> > circles. That and picking on Cythera." Talk about a genius for
> > "boring".
>
> I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything. Well,
> I'll try explaining the obvious.
>
> Tony, perhaps you are unaware that the stuff you're quoting me having
> said is sarcasm. That is, I was mocking the idea that some people here
> behave as though boring political arguments and picking on Cythera is
> the key to surrealism.
I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything.
Well, I'll try explaining the obvious.
said is sarcasm. That is, I was mocking the idea that some people
key to surrealism. (Forgive my plagiarism; but surrealism strikes me
as a plagiognostic enterprise.)
[snip]
> > Yeah, here's some with another of Nikky's boring political references:
> > "red
> > and black
> > much like that of
> > flotsam tumbling down
> > the bloody face of Hitler
> > who, I'm told, shuffled off
> > some time ago."
>
> I didn't write that and you're making it sound like I did.
No, no; we are again playing on the beach.
(Nous jouont sur la plage, je pense.)
I am mocking you for whining about boring political content on
alt.surrealism whilst the a priori posted poem (of Chris, to whom you
were replying) contains this obviously political reference to the
Nazis, a pretty surreal party to say the least.)
It seems to me that you need to take time out, or at least share time,
for the present purpose of appreciating the incredible, and markedly
surreal, tragedy unwinding literally under our noses and before our
eyes. The real world has become every bit as surreal as the writings
of say: K. Oe, Nip the Buds/Shoot the Kids; James Jones, The Thin Red
Line; WmS, Titus Andronicus. And as surreal as the histories such as
T E Lawrence, Seven Pillars; or Laton McCartney, Friends in High
Places; or Thucydides, Wars. And Allen Ginsberg's HOWL. And
Picasso's Guernica.
Not since 1933 has a moron come to political power in a super-power by
questionable democratic means; and then stampeded the elected
officials by literally "burning the Reichstag" into granting him an
open-ended totalitarian franchise to make unlimited war upon the world
and simultaneously destroy all the rights of mankind, except for the
blessed right to pledge allegience, salute the flag, and goose-step
our collectivity of mortal asses into an untimely grave. Picasso had
to reconstruct Guernica from a newspaper article. Today, we all have
a front row seat via the multi-media web to one of the world's finest
atrocities, directed as a drama to save democracy, with a chorus of
capitalist junkies singing paeans to productivity, profits,
pork-barrel, and freedom from evil death and capital gains taxation
whilst Greenspan pushes on the string trying to herd the Dow-Jones
bull back into the bubble bath in the still lingering shadows of
Rockefellers' erections.
I submit to you, my friend, that this is as surreal as it gets.
AnGeL
Nikolaus Maack
> I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything.
> Well, I'll try explaining the obvious.
I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything.
[...]
Nik
Parry
> And "picking on Cythera" isn't just boring. It's also childish, mean,
> dim-witted, and uninteresting.
But also predictable, and conceivably even necessary. What you’re
dealing with here are the two ugliest masks in alt.surrealism’s Rogues’
Gallery: Cythera the asshole and her idiot cousin Nik. Their
insufferable presence has once again reduced the newsgroup to a
wasteland.
Nik’s protests against Dale’s abuse of Cythera are bullshit, just an
opportunity to attack Dale. Whenever these firefights occur he rushes to
insert himself and fan the flames. It’s an old routine and he’s an old
joke. Like a good troll, he used to inspire such attacks himself, but
now he has to piggyback on Cythera’s infamy. He thinks the group’s
“political” talk is boring because he’s a punk and a twit. He’d rather
pick his nose and hold it up as an example of “surrealism.” Nonsense
pours from him like fester from a plague. Babble along the lines of:
“Life (and communication) are meaningless... My stance: there is no
meaning, there is no truth... Let us make up truths as we go along...
Nothing is true, but everything is true as well... I enjoy gibberish.
Believing in gibberish, sleeping with gibberish, and, on occasion,
worshipping gibberish... Are any of us, in this newsgroup, attempting to
communicate? I try every once in a while. Then I get frustrated and
mimic the behavior I see around me -- wank, wank, wank, wank, SPLURT!
People should start jerking off in this newsgroup.” Then he’ll weakly
claim that he’s trying to make a serious point or, more recently, bemoan
that he’s misunderstood.
Cythera’s a squirt smarter than Nik, but also that much more
intellectually dishonest. Up to maybe a year ago she was somebody one
could almost converse with, but all that’s left is her paranoia and
natural mean-mindedness. As far as I know, the last thing she wrote
worth reading was “I’m history at alt.surrealism,” but unfortunately she
returned to reach for new lows. She has a hierarchical view of things --
placing herself in the top echelon, of course -- and imagines that there
is a power bloc in alt.surrealism determined to oppress her. So she acts
as if she’s playing usenet “Survivor,” even pathetically attempting to
put a wedge between Barrett and Dale, who know each other in real life
and surely see her as a dunderhead. She wants to win at the social
status game; consequently, she has a personality like breaking teeth.
She’s a bourgeois cupcake who fell right into line supporting the bogus
bombing now underway, currently offering no better reason than that she
doesn’t like the Taliban, her cretin brain unable to detect the ethical
holes in her thinking. All that really matters in her world are her
stupid feuds. Like Nik, her primary concern is to draw attention to
herself, pretty much regardless of the quality of that attention. These
two are a persistent rash and their story represents a fundamental
problem of usenet.
A third character, another of the handful of diehard a.s. users, who has
also been getting a drumming is Morpheal. He does hold some startling
vacuous attitudes -- for instance his Kiplingesque paternalism towards
plundered peoples, or his lofty moral stand against terrorism which
collapsed into an admission that he supports Israeli terrorism because
he likes Jews better than Arabs. But he nowhere near approaches the
standard of stupidity and obnoxiousness set by Cythera and Nik, and I
can't say that I find him unbearable.
-- Parry
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Dale Houstman
"Parry" <pa...@perfectOMITmail.com> wrote in message
news:3BE97D...@perfectOMITmail.com...
> Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence wrote:
> [snip]
> > And "picking on Cythera" isn't just boring. It's also childish, mean,
> > dim-witted, and uninteresting.
>
> But also predictable, and conceivably even necessary.
I don't know that it is necessary exactly, but it is amusing enough.
Cythera - in her usual hysterical narcissistic mode - seems to think
anyone's actually spending a lot of time shagging her filth mind-hole, but
really it's only a matter of a few minutes all and all, and then on to more
important matters.
>
>So she acts as if she's playing usenet "Survivor," even pathetically
attempting to
> put a wedge between Barrett and Dale, who know each other in real life
> and surely see her as a dunderhead.
She's worth a laugh or two any day of the week. But - oddly - her ploy
worked, and I had to stab Barrett in the back before he could turn his
mortar on my pile of rocks and dirt.
> She wants to win at the social
> status game; consequently, she has a personality like breaking teeth.
> She's a bourgeois cupcake...
Pus tart and bourgeois cupcake: delicious! I wonder if alice will make it to
this tea party?
> A third character, another of the handful of diehard a.s. users, who has
> also been getting a drumming is Morpheal. He does hold some startling
> vacuous attitudes -- for instance his Kiplingesque paternalism towards
> plundered peoples, or his lofty moral stand against terrorism which
> collapsed into an admission that he supports Israeli terrorism because
> he likes Jews better than Arabs. But he nowhere near approaches the
> standard of stupidity and obnoxiousness set by Cythera and Nik, and I
> can't say that I find him unbearable.
This is where we diverge: there is something even more creepy (to me) about
his superficial reflex responses than cythera's rather overt nationalistic
density, and Nik's very worn absurdist/burlesk routines. Morpheal's more
like a ghost of a ghoul of surrealism, and should be shot out of a cannon
over a field of spikes.
dmh
barrett john erickson
"Dale Houstman" <dm...@citilink.com> wrote in message
news:9scee...@enews4.newsguy.com...
> I had to stab Barrett in the back before he could turn his
> mortar on my pile of rocks and dirt.
MORTAR n., 1) a vessel of hard material having a bowl-shaped cavity, in
which drugs, etc. are reduced to powder with a pestle. [personally, i'd
worry more about the pestle if i were you.] 2) any of various mechanical
appliances in which substances are pounded or ground. [sounds rather S&M.]
3) a cannon very short in proportion to its bore, for throwing shells at
high angles. [i guess that runs counter to the "Big Cocks" theory
previously put forward.] 4) some similar contrivance, as for throwing
pyrotechnic bombs or a life line. ["pyrotechnic bombs _or_ a life line"?
sounds like a confusion nik might embrace as a surrealist act. kinda like
when our jets drop cluster bombs _or_ food packets both dressed in bright
yellow. a fun game for the ones doing the throwing.]
MORTAR n., 1) a material which binds stones or the like into a compact mass.
[which i suppose is the opposite of a catholic mass.] 2) a mixture as of
quicklime, cement, etc., sand, and water which hardens in the air and is
used for binding bricks, etc., together. [it's actually beginning to sound
kind of exciting.] 3) to plaster or fix with mortar. [a drunken quickie
lime bribe on a beach?]
MORTARBOARD n., 1 a board, commonly square, used by masons to hold mortar.
[but enough about me.] 2) a kind of academic cap with a close-fitting crown
surmounted by a stiff, flat, cloth-covered, square piece. [i'm against
academic caps... except the kind that cap academics, of course. the rest of
it sounds a bit gay.]
-- barrett
BLUE FEATHERS #3 is now available
(we may even finish #4 one of these days)
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"Everything tends to make us believe that there exists a
certain point of the mind at which life and death, the real and
the imagined, past and future, the communicable and the
incommunicable, high and low, cease to be perceived as
contradictions."
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Dale Houstman
"barrett john erickson" <bar...@magneticfields.org> wrote in message
news:3bea11db$0$79559$53a6...@news.tcinternet.net...
>
> "Dale Houstman" <dm...@citilink.com> wrote in message
> news:9scee...@enews4.newsguy.com...
>
> > I had to stab Barrett in the back before he could turn his
> > mortar on my pile of rocks and dirt.
>
>
> MORTAR n., 1) a vessel of hard material having a bowl-shaped cavity, in
> which drugs, etc. are reduced to powder with a pestle. [personally, i'd
> worry more about the pestle if i were you.]
Are we admitting to pestle envy?
>2) any of various mechanical
> appliances in which substances are pounded or ground. [sounds rather
S&M.]
Used to be able to buy these at the A&P.
> 3) a cannon very short in proportion to its bore, for throwing shells at
> high angles. [i guess that runs counter to the "Big Cocks" theory
> previously put forward.]
Well, it ain't the meat, it's the motion. But it's that "high angle" that
counts here. One likes to stand at attention when Queen America passes by in
her flag-strewn weeping chariot.
4) some similar contrivance, as for throwing
> pyrotechnic bombs or a life line. ["pyrotechnic bombs _or_ a life line"?
> sounds like a confusion nik might embrace as a surrealist act. kinda like
> when our jets drop cluster bombs _or_ food packets both dressed in bright
> yellow. a fun game for the ones doing the throwing.]
The sun's not yellow, it's chicken.
>
> MORTAR n., 1) a material which binds stones or the like into a compact
mass.
> [which i suppose is the opposite of a catholic mass.]
One day cythera will discover a catholic mass in her frontal lobe and
self-extract it with a putty knife.
> 2) a mixture as of
> quicklime, cement, etc., sand, and water which hardens in the air and is
> used for binding bricks, etc., together. [it's actually beginning to sound
> kind of exciting.]
Architecture is the social form of priapsis.
>3) to plaster or fix with mortar. [a drunken quickie
> lime bribe on a beach?]
I got plastered with Mortie the Fixer in Peru one day.
>
> MORTARBOARD n., 1 a board, commonly square, used by masons to hold mortar.
> [but enough about me.]
You're a Mason? That's a coincidence; I just joined the Illuminati last
month, and already I control half of East Timor.
>2) a kind of academic cap with a close-fitting crown
> surmounted by a stiff, flat, cloth-covered, square piece. [i'm against
> academic caps... except the kind that cap academics, of course. the rest
of
> it sounds a bit gay.]
You just don't like the idea of having a Sir mounted? I find the intriguing
part here to be the combination of "stiff" and "flat" so - conceivably - one
might "slip it in" a home mail slot and put something exciting in someone's
morning junk mail. As for "cloth-covered" - it is getting on winter, so a
little insulation would be nice, although wool would be preferable. I think
all graduates should wear a facsimile of the fur-covered cup and saucer. But
that will have to wait until I destroy you and take over your position as
King of the Mole-People.
dmh
christophe
> "red
> and black
> much like that of
> flotsam tumbling down
> the bloody face of Hitler
> who, I'm told, shuffled off
> some time ago."
> Not bad Chris, you'll probably catch on if you just keep studying.
I caught on a long time ago. Though I AM 17, I DO, in fact, see the
surreal all around.
the full poem was:
"I too love toes.
especially when allowed to ripen
into belligerent slime
which screams upon the moment
37 tones ofred
christophe
> > Yeah, here's some with another of Nikky's boring political references:
> > "red
> > and black
> > much like that of
> > flotsam tumbling down
> > the bloody face of Hitler
> > who, I'm told, shuffled off
> > some time ago."
>
> I didn't write that and you're making it sound like I did.
>
> Incestuous angels fly
> across the living room
> pelting their loved ones
> with purple wooden spoons.
the insestuous makings of
long tubers
involves a fanatical
obsession
with spoons
covered with the patina
of a flying
fuck
christophe
> I could go into a discussion of your rather overt miscomprehension of what
> precisely surrealism is (you seem to think it's all a matter of rather dumb
> games with no point but self- promotion of your "creative energies") but -
> frankly - I'm too tired to waste any time on you dense mofos anymore, so why
> don't you just fuck off? If you're too lazy to simply do the slightest
> reading of your own into the nature of surrealism, why should we waste our
> time with you?
>
This is a flaming pulse of misbegotten bullshit. Dale want's to be a
pompus ass but his miniscule fingers only allow him to be an idiot
prick. You fucking cretin!
Nik Maack
christophe wrote:
> I caught on a long time ago. Though I AM 17, I DO, in fact, see the
> surreal all around.
please please please
throw me more poetry.
it doesn't have to rhyme.
it doesn't have to make sense.
it doesn't have to use words.
it doesn't have to be good.
sour, sweet, sweaty,
ripe, rotten, royal
-- I don't care.
just share, share, share.
Nik
PS.
The cats are locked in the bedroom and are banging against the door for
release. They cannot be set free: the man has not yet come to
investigate our sinking toilet. (True story.)
Nik Maack
christophe wrote:
> the insestuous makings of
> long tubers
> involves a fanatical
> obsession
> with spoons
> covered with the patina
> of a flying
> fuck
insectuous potatoes,
wing-ed spuds,
breed and bleed in the swamp,
swim scurry in porridge
(thick spoonless porridge),
dance on rotting tree stumps,
and
love to be eaten.
Catch one.
They taste like
chocolate pretzels
dipped in
bitter marmalade.
Nik
Christophe
flew across the living room
pelting my loves ones
with purple wooden spoons
the insestuous makings of
insestuous children fly
madly about my
head
full of holes
as I look up to the stars
and burn the numbers
82 82 82 82 82 82 82
into my half-melted
fore
head
for I know
that
the wine which through
the eyes
we drink
flows nightly from the
moon
in torrents
-CHRISTOPHE
"Nik Maack" <nikm...@sympatico.ca> wrote in message
news:3BEAC3A4...@sympatico.ca...
Morpheal
> I am torn between explaining the obvious and not saying anything.
> [...]
>
> Nik
You must have become a victim of totalism.
It always does that to people. They can say nothing or they
can say only the most obvious and banal.
M.
Nikolaus Maack
Children fry,
electric chair education.
"Now you know,
now you know,"
chants the math teacher,
flicks the switch, off and on.
Not enough to be lethal --
hair stands on end,
teeth turn black,
sparks from fingertips.
As their foreheads go soft
the history teacher
stamps
"Good Citizen"
into the oily
moonlit flesh.
Nik
Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence
> > "red
> > and black
> > much like that of
> > flotsam tumbling down
> > the bloody face of Hitler
> > who, I'm told, shuffled off
> > some time ago."
> > Not bad Chris, you'll probably catch on if you just keep studying.
>
> I caught on a long time ago. Though I AM 17, I DO, in fact, see the
> surreal all around.
>
> the full poem was:
the virtues of reductive editing.]
Chris,
Here's some raw material, from a famous rather surreal director's
works, to work into a surrealist paean (or sonnet, if you please). I
was facinated by his choice of words; hence I extracted them into a
file and partially ordered them into a meter for effect. Have at it.
(identify the director & win the stuffed elephant)
last red govern a klan coworker cog
cancer goal ok work subtle yarn kick
crab like sky nut orange sand revert log
nebula trick sky a sly bunker tick
he sign hint then nigh is regard solvent
dove strangler grand elves rot by clarke it sunk
bleak cry knit us a clock work grave lord sent
a canker crook glow clarity be skunk
sly cia bunk trek a blink struck ye
art cube link sky strange love i turn black keys
a space odyssey o'clock work reagan
rickety lab sunk two thousand and one
ink creak subtly glad verse torn highest inn
solve dreg rant cure klan by skit the shining
Salaam,
AGL
[PS: and here's the wordy version]
> "I too love toes.
> especially when allowed to ripen
> into belligerent slime
> which screams upon the moment
> 37 tones of
Nikolaus Maack
crab scores, yes, fired bubble wool slick
fish stick sky, insane orange sand, perverted log
star sphere sky, bunker bumbler tick
Dr. Anthony G. Lawrence (lawre...@adelphia.net) writes:
Morpheal
> > last red govern a klan coworker cog
> > cancer goal ok work subtle yarn kick
> > crab like sky nut orange sand revert log
> > nebula trick sky a sly bunker tick
> > he sign hint then nigh is regard solvent
> > dove strangler grand elves rot by clarke it sunk
> > bleak cry knit us a clock work grave lord sent
> > a canker crook glow clarity be skunk
Now I really feel very ill.... That actually means something
to me. An encrypted message...with deep personal relevance.
Maybe the world ended
and they forgot to tell me,
and I am here
in this memory
of what remains,
as portions
of what seems to be
a mere memory
of the future,
and that is forgotten
and slowly distorted
so nothing will ever be
ever the same.
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Robert Morpheal