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Self-Referential Poetry, Edition 2016

(elkement. Last changed: 2016-10-25. Created: 2016-10-24. Tags: Google, Flarf, Poem, Poetry, Self-Referential, Web, Weird, Writing. German Version.)

Time to poetry-size articles on this website again! As usual, I google for this site - using site:elkement.subversiv.at/en - and take one continuous, unedited snippet from each of the linked pages. Search results must be processed in the order Google shows them, and they must not be re-arranged later.

 

the Existence of the Matrix AKA Corporate World

I had literally been asked
Who will take care of my dear website in 200 years?

run off to the restrooms at a party
As all stressed managers and other pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago

Algorithms loom large
look more like a placeholder

I am trying to learn the terminology
Off-the-wall geek humor versus existential philosophical questions

But I was penalized for all this.
Don't think about it too long!

While I gravitated against quantum theory
what I had had in mind but never did
not igniting my entrepreneurial spirits yet

back-to-the-roots stuff will be migrated
I want to challenge my own ideas
in a pang of cheeky self-assurance

a grown-up physicist's biggest ethical dilemma
what I never wanted to know
one more telltale sign of the Siren Server (© Jaron Lanier) resisting subversion by poetry

Global corporations have their brand names tested for potentially unwanted connotations
Especially if they are appealing to your vanity

The proof by contradiction
Our village has changed its zip code
to enter a more detached state of mind

You can turn into your own cliché
I'll pontificate about anything nonetheless.
So after all - it was all worth it.

Each phrase becomes a line in this 'poem'
it is no good rationalizing too much

a small-talk question, innocent and harmless.
Physics or Engineering?

I suck at keeping to my own agenda
Do we need a new attempt?
books trigger some random thougths of mine

you don't know how the story will unfold

Self-Poetry, catalyzed by Google

(elkement. Created: 2015-11-13. Tags: Google, Poetry, Flarf, Weird, Web, Art, Poem. German Version.)

Same rules as for search term poetry or spam poetry:

  • Search your own site or profile on Google, using: site:elkement.subversiv.at/en/.
  • Open each page in the order Google dictates.
  • Pick one phrase from this (your own) post or article. Don't think about it too long! Editing is not permitted.
  • Each phrase becomes a line in this 'poem'. Re-ordering or re-considering previous lines is not allowed.

I play

reconnected with my roots
just reassembling weird snippets
since the turn of the millenium I have been experimenting

Alas, I stick with
Responsive Design

Which also contains the expected meta-musings
a world taken right out of a gothic movie

We are now going to challenge this, and we will ask Google
I'll pontificate about anything nonetheless
This is done deliberately

I can hardly see a problem at all
pathetic attempts of mine
It turned to a second 'branch' of
a Perpetuum Mobile

Off-the-wall geek humor versus existential philosophical questions
You be the judge on lightness and darkness.

We are flabbergasted
Instead of a 'Bio'
The subscriber may not be happy with that

I rather pick and add what I stumbled upon
created from cookies
as sort of a mental exercise

allusions to the mystical without knowing about
in the glorious era of THE GREAT dotcom HYPE

my post adolescent postmodern gloomy stanzas
boiling down knowledge to the essential information
somewhen in 2003

new counterparts
a combination of my eternal laziness and lack of motivation
I got involved in some serious discussions

No human being on this planet registered the historical event.
I've built
my inner clock

spontaneous outburst of my creativity
the structure is always work in progress
in contrast to standard mantras of modern 'information and knowledge worker society'

We are using the Babylonian system of numbers
in sunny Pannonian Plain
Or could we be subversive all the time?

Processing My Poetry and Merging Google's Poetic Talents with Mine

(elkement. Created: 2014-09-27. Tags: Subversive, Nostalgia, Google, Art, Poetry, Weird. German Version.)

On the German version of this page you do indeed find my original poetry, written in 1998. In order to allow English readers a glimpse into my post adolescent postmodern gloomy stanzas I resort to Google Translate. This is done deliberately to add that flavor of Search Term Poetry or Spam Poetry.

Words
By the Subversive Element

words
preformed
in the depths of consciousness
blister
on the surface
overdraw my picture of the world
with thousands of multicolored drops

words
rich like tentacles
in my reality
and tug at unwavering.
Burning streams of lava
apparent safety
Streams of water
wet the parched land
my reason

words
dig their tunnels
through my mind
let my soul
go on swaying bridges
about locations of past struggles
past monuments
for heroics
whose meaning I have forgotten

words
flow into my reality
here and now
and satisfy themselves
echoed by
in a world
which has changed
in this moment

This is even worse than the German version. But with more help from Google I know we can do better.

I am running this now through Google Translate again and translate it - using one result as an input for the next round:
>> to Spanish >> to Italian >> to French >> to Zulu >> to Nepalese >> to Korean >> to Finnish >> and back to German

The result (shown on the German page) is quite remarkable - to me this sounds like a Zen koan.

Now I am ready to translate it back to English - and this is what I call poetry!

Text
By the Subversive Element and Google

text
Preformed
deep knowledge of the
GO
surface
Search in my view of the world
Thousands of colorful drops

text
Subscribe to the rich
In fact, my
Hold on tight and pull.
burn the floor
apparently safety
current
short dry
My September

text
shaft tunnel
my heart
My soul
swivel the foot
In the past, a state of war
Monuments of the past
competition
The meaning is forgotten

text
my real
now here
And to ensure
echo
March
change
2 hours

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