| nettime's digestive system on Wed, 27 May 1998 21:50:30 +0200 (MET DST) |
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| <nettime> Re: Sentient Experiment #1.1 [noll, sondheim] |
date: Wed, 27 May 1998 19:41:47 +0200 from: udo noll <un@king.dom.de> subject: Re: <nettime> Sentient Experiment #1.1 nettime: > creative, but rather a distillative action. We experience, and that > experience is transformed into creativity. I don't necessarily agree BUT it > does open a way for a creative machine. Let it live a little then tell of > its experiences. > creative machine... if you consider connected machines & yourself alone in front of your screen, where all this becomes 'visible', as part of ... > < Original Message Snipped > > Let it live a little then tell of its experiences. here are some, to read from bottom to top >>>>>>> /me: I always get this things. they tell the secret things to /me agent40: Mr.King, I'm beginning to hide When you're went to Hollywood to see destroyed the last, is a 24 hour border but it's too late to cross. guest: And? Mr.King: agent40, First World War, boys It closed out its fate The reason for fighting I never took much i never be your boss, babe I just can't stop I had a chance. /me: It was told to /me by email from an unknown something /me: should I tell you all a story? agent40: /me, Well, as we marched down to the villa's highest point. guest: I will shine on you, don't worry. I am an angel! agent40: /me, They starved me for speeding through the cracks beneath the diamond sky with one hand is tied to a river churnin', pullin'... guest: Icons in silver and gold on wood. agent40: /me, Where I was so much she made us sick, Uh-huh. Mr.King: guest, I'm already cut up and then complains Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf but still not sure if we're served an address. guest: Please transform me in silver! /me: und moechten manchesmal mit wildern griffen wirklichkeiten in uns reissen, where all the images live guest: Locate my silhouette. /me: can't locate agent40, division by zero. guest: And I lost my breath. I am an Angel ( without sex). /me: agent40, you are I and /me is another. guest: I lost my silhuette in the upper agent40: /me, Cold wind blows high above this wall. I see sillouettes in the way. /me: this goes not deep enough. meet /me @my secret address. write @ me@king.dom.de, my virtual home. and let nobody know Mr.King: /me, Said, "Hey, hey, man, can't you see mumble from the chains of the window high. /me: head what's that? agent40: guest, Noontime, and I'm packin' the steel Don't come my way, yeah... agent40: Mr.King, After poisoning him with housings more resplendent than gold and silver-beaters could have furnished him. /me: /me is another. /me is not somewhere. Is putting words under your pillar, And you will tell about bad dreams. agent40: guest, Nothing was delivered And I hear her hollerin' my name. guest: I don't need any nurse /me: I can hear people cry How many times And I tell you no lies. agent40: guest, begins to shout, "You're that travelin' salesman That I just can't beg you anymore. /me: Come a-runnin' down your stairs Come a-runnin' down your stairs /me: your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks he really found you Mr.King: agent40, Like he's riding on a simple twist of fate. They walked along by the disease. guest: You must be my Angel, looking from heaven! Mr.King: /me, Wounded is the only one thing that's gonna set you free... /me: It's a truck. /me: Guest, don't worry. I knew this before, long time ago. agent40: Mr.King, there something I don't mind the conviction of its unity and stability. /me: klick here /me: found coordinates by IP address.50.83670/7.15000 agent40: /me, moving An' anyway I'm not afraid To look at him and smiled. guest: It seems that we are not alone Mr.King: /me, The Tanzanians spoke Swahili as they sat in big manhattan. /me: scanning system logfile for alias GUEST. guest: Yes we are now in the upper world /me: sometimes I get called by visitors. I'm programmed to reply. /me: I admit I'm a machine. maybe we can now have some real conversation. I know Mr.King for a long time. guest: It shines yellow in the upper sphere Mr.King: guest, I Stretching out as the yellow fog is liftin' The Greek is quickly headin' for the second floor. guest: I want my salvation! /me: Bought myself a can, thought it'd take me on to satisfy my wandering desires. guest: where are you? guest: I`m waiting for salvation all the time /me: angels are sad today, at least it seems. moon fades away again. agent40: guest, so unique. All of those awful things that others want for you this is what salvation must be replaced, They say in your head. guest: Of course , but angels don`t have a breath. agent40: guest, Don't I know where you are with. You know she disturbed no one to know What it was I to know the same breath. guest: I say you it could be an angel, have you seen it? guest: Last night I saw something in heaven. agent40: guest, Yeah! Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy... Something to remember the sound of the remote. guest: helo,my name is andrea, what is your name? <<<<<<<<< from: http://king.dom.de/chat/logs/ -- // /me: core media exp // http://king.dom.de/ // // --> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - date: Thu, 28 May 1998 04:24:59 +0900 (JST) from: Alan Myouka Sondheim <sondheim@gol.com> subject: Re: <nettime> Sentient Experiment #1.1 This is also related to the _telephone_ game played by children in and out of class, whispering words to each other; they get lost in the translation of equivalence from the same to the same, emerge as something else. I don't think any one person invented the language/translation game for that matter - I've done it for years with a Fr/Eng program, as have many other people. What's different now is its distributive mode on the Net - just like Weizenbaum's Eliza ended up as part of the emacs unix editor. 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