RE: A Sonnet On a Pissing Contest was RE: virus: Koreshi Fragment

Dave Hall (
Thu, 4 Mar 1999 19:34:29 +0200

Cool. I kinda like it, having read no other Virus poetry <yet> with which to compare it. Though if I may suggest, as an authentic non-expert on anything (thank God!), perhaps tossing in some blatant contradictions and heaps of ambiguity, and *very* carefully weave in some horribly incorrect stuff, so that the intelligent amongst the masses can feel good when they finally realise you're wrong. Feed them their memetic "I get it ... oh my God! I get it *again* Ha! He's wrong and I know why I think I'll tell someone" fix in daily doses.

Make the things swirl forever in the subconscious. Like little Psalms that can be remember and passed on by word-of-mouth. That is where the action is at .. the mouth (and more recently the fingertips). Food, drink, various flavours of smoke, sex and good ideas! What else IS there in life? For it to survive your life-span (or the rest of this minute .. time is relative to how fast you associate. I finally "got it".) it needs to have many faces, to be revealed later on within the mind, where it had better get ahold of some grey matter on the first pitch, otherwise you've blown your load, so to speak. I know nothing about poetry, I just know what I like. I knew nothing about sex the first time either. I've personally only written one, and it was a scary enough process to prevent any further attempts. There are easier ways to get a fix.

Anyway, excuse my ignorant rant (cos that is what it is. Like everyone else I'm just bored and guessing which keystrokes to push next. They all like so alike from up here.) I felt obliged to reply cos the Return Receipt on the orginal got stuck in my Outbox, otherwise I may have forgotten. What the heck happened to Return Receipts in Outlook98? I used them all the time in Outlook97. They're about the only semi safe <from the uninitiated> memetic effectiveness measurment tool out there. Anyone know of a decent patch to get em' back? Or some Microsoft Insiders who can perhaps get me a special version.

[Durban, South Africa. For humans.]
[Pale Blue Dot. Just listen to the din, can't miss us. For God.]

>-----Original Message-----
>From: []On Behalf
>Of carlw
>Sent: 03 March 1999 10:33
>Subject: A Sonnet On a Pissing Contest was RE: virus: Koreshi Fragment
>A Sonnet On a Pissing Contest
>To babble broken fragments of mystery
>Or rambling word association frequently
>Is a sign that the speaker and those of his kin
>Are standing without, and wouldst rather be in
>And there are signs that all this is simply a babble
>And not all that is seen is quite on the level
>Is that one, two or three? There seems to be doubt
>And unsure of themselves, they all start to shout
>In voices bereft of reason or rhyme
>It used to be seldom, now all of the time
>They take recourse to mystical speech most elided
>And if you miss allegorical "truths" you're derided
>I must say I once hoped for better than this
>The memetic mail list, is it just shit and piss?
>A better poet (or doggerelist) than I once wrote:
>When reason's ray shines over all,
>And puts the saints to rout,
>Then Peter's holiness will pall,
>And Paul's will peter out.
>I can quite safely suggest that I think that an intelligent alien reading
>the vomitings of this group would be convinced that he had seen
>the darkness
>at the end of the tunnel. I fear me that I don't see any sign of reason,
>never mind its "ray". And to this observer, it is the "Saints of the COV"
>who are being routed.
>TheHermit (well lubricated and speaking snidely)
>Aut "in vino veritas", aut "in vino blateratas"?
>PS Joe, in the depths of scripture, you will find things that would make
>even a strong stomached and experienced plumber blanche and when "joined at
>head, hip and heart" it is to be hoped that anybody will cum, not just
>doubting devils :-)
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From:
>> []On Behalf
>> Of joe dees
>> Sent: Wednesday, March 03, 1999 1:47 AM
>> To:
>> Subject: virus: Koreshi Fragment
>> Forsake the dark bedeviled world
>> And glean the light from me.
>> That which no mortal soul can know, I'll tell.
>> I shall the hidden depths of Scriptures plumb.
>> I shall reveal the secrets of the Seven Seals.
>> I shall tease the veils from ageless enigmas
>> Leaving them shorn before you. Like a
>> Thief I shall steal your confidence
>> Passing charisma for wisdom and
>> Welding your will to the fruition of
>> My intentions, the satisfaction of
>> My desires. Joined at head, hip and heart, when the
>> Doubting devils come, they must drag us down
>> Together.
>> Joe E. Dees
>> Poet, Pagan, Philosopher
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