Something I wanted to share with all you

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

You know that these seventeen forms of dark zoology, as opposed to those fearsome beings of these seventeen phases, the two others amphibious, three more are as junctions of many such forms.

For instance: ...intelligent energies in Hydra, to dance away their moon (from the mineral phases) are animal... you can also find in this lost universe of time, in turn emitting at dawn, scattering the batrachian and random corridors and taking root, and random corridors.

This might not seem too astonishing, until I tell you how we know how there are all a plant, while all of forces neither temporal nor spacial, places which which will sprout and space in ratios of many such forms. Intelligent energies in the euphoric moons, spore-bearing mists of its planets.

On closer inspection, however, a plant while to all purposes takes root, and lepidopterous cycles of their moon from the batrachian and under the mineral deposits, six are all intents and in any handbook of a giant alien sun on all different phases two are most inaccessible, inhospitable places which will in the dark of nuclear fission and whose crevice-deep roots will in Hydra, to those fearsome beings of only one life-form!

Consider the sentient seeds of space, and the most inaccessible, inhospitable places which exist in the most obscure and the most easily explained by all of its planets. On the sentient seeds of zoology, as junctions of Earth life within and purposes, a zoologist could tell you we know it to dance away their moon euphorically, spore-bearing mists of their brief lives until, exhausted, they die at the most easily explained by referring to them (as apparently inanimate mineral phases) were animal... you that dwell in the heart of mushroom minds which which will in the fourth planet there are exactly seventeen forms.

Thoughts?

[Nolan]

lolwut

[Fullmetal Anarchist]

Huh dude you never make much sense.

[Adi Shankara]

If it was meant to be creative writing, I liked it, though I wonder if cryptozoology has any credence.

[Nuvem]

Did you find that, like...etched into the inside of a bathroom stall in a psych ward with a pen, or something?

[ContrarianLemming]

My ex wrote erotica, you write existential caligraphy, it's all good.

[Nuvem]

Better erotica than this new "romance novel" crap. Poor storyline, terrible dialogue and the characters never seem to actually get to any real fornication until a brief snippet usually at the very end. Mostly teasing and fade to black. Shit sucks.

(Rule of Internet #25)

[Adi Shankara]

There you go. I liked it so much, I subscribed :)

[Kuppo Shakur]

Randomly generated.

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Somebody mentioned erotica?

"We did play the group together in bed, even she was next. During one of our activities I had been broached on a glimpse of a couple of occasions before being laughed off by the vision was next. During one of our activities I found myself fantasizing about an idea. We did play the vision was that they lived about their sex lives, and Denise had been broached on the group together in a terrific sexual relationship, she was that Dave and pieces of theirs; it would think about their sex lives, and over adjusting a way to the next few months we couldn't really be like to share Denise was hard at work conceiving of a while, and pieces of an hour away, two hours during rush hour.

Cheryl and pieces of us in a water knob, and I believe Dave and over the original suggesting. I let my brain. Soon, my brain. Soon, my fertile imagination was hard at work conceiving of Denise with Dave, while Cheryl and the months, our activities I caught a glimpse of our activities I caught a glimpse of us on, knowing she would think about an idea. We did play the next few months we found ourselves doing more things together. The only detriment to turn me on. I let my fertile imagination was next. During one of us on, knowing she was next. During one of Strip Poker had been broached on the months, our own lovemaking, I caught a couple of us on, knowing she would joke about their sex lives, and I caught a relationship was hard at work conceiving of a water knob, and Denise was very accommodating and pretty much always ready.

I had a relationship was that they lived about what it would occasionally hear bits and willing to bring the occasional card game, as well as if we couldn't really be serious. The good news was that they lived about an hour away, two hours during rush hour. Cheryl waited her turn, egging us on, knowing she was always ready. I never had been broached on a little risqué on occasion, no action followed. The subject of Denise with Dave, while Cheryl and Denise had the relationship almost as well as well as well as well as if we found ourselves doing more and pieces of our activities I caught a bit. Cheryl waited here"

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Randomly generated.

Ah, but can you guess how?

[praxis1966]

Dude, do less acid.

[Lenina Rosenweg]

Suzy changes a stiff. Sex sugars the conservative beside a stare. Sex writes! Can sex decay near a cute basis? Suzy rolls the difficult warrant. Opposite sex storms Suzy.

A late overtone reigns below the opposite. The uncertain badge discusses space travel. Space travel nests on top of Suzy. With Suzy errs a differential patient. A disorder poses around the snack. Suzy refers to the bull.

Chairman Mao fashions a mailbox over the unconscious photograph. Can a sore beloved rave? The cosmos humbles a raid. Chairman Mao boils the cosmos opposite the clothed mountain.

[Kuppo Shakur]

Ah, but can you guess how?
Idunno, I would guess some kind of variation of Foggy/Chomskybot/etc.?

[Lenina Rosenweg]

http://www.csgenerator.com/

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Idunno, I would guess some kind of variation of Foggy/Chomskybot/etc.?

I checked out Chomskybot, but it apparently works differently to what I'm using (http://www.doctornerve.org/nerve/pages/interact/mrkvform.shtml), a markov chain (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Markov_chain) engine that generates nonsense by statistically analysing a submitted text and producing a statistically similar text.

I used an excerpt from science-fiction story for my first example, and the beginning of an erotic writing for the second. Maybe it's just me, but I found the results hilarious. But I also think the mangled sci-fi excerpt sounds beautiful as well as amusing; "Consider the sentient seeds of space..." sounds like one of the more trippy examples of sci-fi, for which such strangeness is ideally suited.

If I ever decide to take up world-building again, I shall certainly keep useful little tools like this handy.

For a treat, here's (part) of John Galt's speech given the same treatment, for your amusement:


"For twelve years ago, I told them to be more practical. You've heard it said that which is not yourself? If the sake of it for others my acceptance of it as his own happiness, as his own happiness possible on Earth. Then it immoral to know when experienced by means of moral crisis and his struggle. This is it as his right to occupy positions of power in trade for Life had to know how I don't consider my Life and my love of your happiness for its greatness was the good and that morality of dignity and evil from the kind of it said that I get in trade for what I taught them the evil.

If it's virtuous to give and where it began giving away its greatness and you've understood what I'm the world by means of the evil. If you've been too innocently generous to be run by others, but not yourself? If you see nothing more practical. You've heard it impossible to live your world will to help another man? No, if it's virtuous to trade for yourselves, you must also deny your destroyers. Don't exhaust yourself to it. The world will is justice. I will is a trader. I was possible on your destroyers. Don't exhaust yourself to your 'brother-love' morality, which they see nothing wrong with a mockery of morality.

Why is not a free will to serve others. To say that dollar is also outside the sake of anyone else's life. I don't consider my Life had to take? Your destroyers hold you are destroying the men who will never live with undeserved, irrational guilt. Is it was possible to trade with the sake of power in life, nor do I am a dollar he's keeping is outside the product of dignity and starve yourself. You've sacrificed justice to those who made it ever proper to know that fear and you've been sacrifice, and what I'm the product of morality. To call sin that fear and keep it moral when to accept it? If it's virtuous to accept their philosophy. Your code of dignity and joy are destroying the best within you, don't sacrifice the sake of force, by others, but with me; I ask for nothing less than you can't give away its brilliant youth, this absurdity is John Galt speaking.

I'm telling you that you must choose one side or the tendency is only hurts the pleasure of the man with me; I ask for its only trade for it. I saw what happiness to grab. You won't find them first and thus destroyed your destroyers. Don't exhaust yourself to your own happiness as his struggle. This is rightfully his. You know how I saw that you to help another man, nor do I saw that fear and began giving away your generosity, your love. Don't exhaust yourself to produce something of the man who's taken away your destroyers. Don't accept it? If you've been too innocently generous to serve others.

I actually think this version makes more sense.

[Quail]

That's so nerdy (and I hated studying markov chains last year), but kind of cool. Although the randomly generated text reads a bit weirdly. I'd guess it's probably funnier if you put the text in yourself?

Edit: Looks like I might have just found a new way to pass time when I'm bored.