Don’t panic – I have left the lofty heights of political analysis for now! But thanks again for all the fish, commenters, as I had ventured out of my geeky comfort zone quite a bit!
But now I am back: to down-to-earth, hands-on, ready-to-use …
The categories and tags for this blog are quite a mess – and I know it. Not even regular excessive re-tagging and re-categorizing did help.
In particular, I have no overall category for those experimental genres of art I am indulging in frequently. I tagged it with Search Term Poetry and Spam Poetry of course, but the category is – for whatever reasons
Since I do not want to turn my the categories upside down I try to align the content with the categories. I am in need of trivia.
An extraordinary spam commenter does help me out:
There is a new sort of spam, consisting of a full blog post of mine dumped to the comment section in its entirety. This provides me with a unique opportunity:
I am able to dissect and scramble my own post in order to create the most non-original spam poetry ever.
I probably might have discarded this idea of self-plagiarism, but the particular post picked by the spammer was just too good …
… with ‘good’ referring to the level of self-reference, not necessarily to the quality of the content. I expect you to click on the link though: I had published it before my meteoric rise to fame as a search term poet. So this is like stumbling upon an hitherto undiscovered Picasso in your attic!
Rules are as follows – as usual I am inventing them as I go:
- All phrases need to be taken copied 1:1 from the post linked above.
- Phrases need to appear in the post in the reverse order as they are quoted in the poem. Thus I force myself to work from the bottom to the top (This is not about work ethics in corporations, I just refer to scrolling a text)
google it and end up disappointed
I will not tell you
those most trivial everyday clichés
describing trashy everyday stuff meticulously
explain the zeitgeist
in my hacker’s cave
the only woman who calls herself a nerd
many years ago
Probably it is worse than that
there are other intelligent lifeforms on this planet
it would be worth mentioning
that there are discussion groups
I once thought it singular to be
the true phenomenon or the illusion
right now millions of people write about
Every utmost obscure and bizarre topic
everything has already been told
in order to test
Your Life Being Cliché
This poem leaves me with the weird impression that my post either 1) works backwards also (How scary – do I find satanic messages as well?) or 2) there is no content anyway.
There is no spoon!
It is not the spoon that bends – it is only yourself