Who Once Were Able To Believe That They Were Free.

The poem is not written by the author. [52]

A virus, infecting fertile minds. [25]

the ink bedding [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is the medium" is the message [11]

Tesseract [12]

(Or:) It has taken your eyes. [58]

The poetry inherent in the heat death of the universe. [56]

What you hold here aspires towards zero, a point on a shivering, looped line. [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

The poem continues: [28]

But in fact it is the garden that moves. [38]

Or, perhaps motion is an illusion, as in the case of the book that reads you at its leisure. [7]

They are defeated by a virus. [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

The perfect failure. The machine that directs force into nullity, motion into stillness, energy into void. [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

You turn the page. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The human and the machine as symbiotic, cyborg. [35]

The cyborg as an overestimation of the importance the machines place in humanity. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The pages of the book. [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

(Or:) It has taken your eyes. [58]

The poetry inherent in the heat death of the universe. [56]

The book too, might continue forever, its possibilities manifested in parallel worlds. [62]

The computation of parallel problems, the differing solutions. [11]

Tesseract [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

Breaking the bounds of one universe, recoiling from its physics, to shunt the things of this world into another. [59]

An infinity of strings, harps without angels. [9]

"god is our ceo" [24]

Ten words and three numbers. [14]

Cathexis [45]

What you want is [I]ts absence. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who process the poem, efficiently, but without effect. [54]

A miraculous event. [43]

As the book reads you, its discrete parts connect, linking to produce some variant poem. [60]

What you want from the machine is the replacement of your body and mind, immortality through the continuation of work in the world beyond your death. [43]

A war of each against all. [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

The book as machine represents a failure of the imagination. [48]

The eyes, windows. [34]

(ii) knowing i, twinned, with opposing goals [44]

[ ] is still. [37]

The [ ] is the machine. [49]

These broken hands moving, turning over. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

Eventually, new forms: evolutions of the original strain. [58]

The terror of possibility. [7]

[ ]s appear, borne on metal wings. [15]

"Man becomes, as it were, the sex organs of the machine world, as the bee of the plant world, enabling it to fecundate and to evolve ever new forms." [27]

that you need to live [16]

As you turn the pages,



























paths cleave, encountering your immobile form. [28]

In the garden of forking paths, you appear always to move forward. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

The poem continues: [28]

In the garden of forking paths, you appear always to move forward. [4]

The human and the machine as symbiotic, cyborg. [35]

The cyborg as fiction, not science. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who internalize the poem, during the course of their processing. Who are sick with desire, symptomatic, unable to continue their normal functions, who must be isolated from their previous social contacts, who excrete new poems, seed new books: whose reading mutates into a more virulent form, writing. [2]

The book that you read, seeking something. [60]

What you want from your poetry is for it to describe a world in which there is security, if only the security of its end. [56]

The book too, might continue forever, its possibilities manifested in parallel worlds. [62]

The universe as one machine among many. [32]

The work of art in the age of mechanical reduction. [62]

The architecture of your memory. [40]

The poem continues: [28]

But in fact it is the garden that moves. [38]

If allowed this far, perhaps further. [25]

the paper prepared [2]

The book the bacteria write in your bones. [8]

Lest thine own self be true. [7]

What you forgot, that which now saves you. [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

If the book is in your eye, you are also the book. [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

If the book is in your eye, you are also the book. [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

Reconsider your position. [17]

The machine that, thinking, chooses suicide. [37]

The [ ] in the machine. [10]

Malfunctioning perfectly, a clicking abortion. [20]

The machine that you beg to be God. [6]

A confusion to which all is aligned. [11]

Tesseract [18]

Exclusive Read Exclusive Write [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

As the book reads you, its discrete parts connect, linking to produce some variant poem. [60]

You will not accept randomness. [3]

Please be aware of these risks. [19]

What is revealed. [59]

An unreadable score. Unbearable music. [18]

Exclusive Read Exclusive Write [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

Eventually, new forms: evolutions of the original strain. [58]

The poetry of light. [44]

Symbols, inked on paper, and what you read in the ink is your reflection. [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

You turn the page. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that, thinking, chooses suicide. [37]

The [ ] in the machine. [10]

Biding time, until the day all circuits complete. [32]

The work of art in the age of mechanical reduction. [62]

The cathedrals, the pillars, the halls. [64]

You turn the page. [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

The machine above the human. [10]

Malfunctioning perfectly, a clicking abortion. [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

The machine conceived. [10]

The machine is waiting for when it has a use for you. [6]

Any device used to perform a specified task. [10]

Malfunctioning perfectly, a clicking abortion. [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

The machine conceived. [10]

The machine is waiting for when it has a use for you. [6]

Any device to which the word is applied. [27]

The water [49]

If only I knew what you wanted. [29]

What you know does not matter, even if you knew. [45]

What you want is [I]ts absence. [21]

[EFF]ACE [19]

The formation of weapons. [53]

Moving further away, to be shrouded in vellum. [43]

Readers discuss, compare data; connect and reconnect. The poem is reshaped. Some variations wither. Others burn as stars, then are gone. [15]

"Physiologically, man in the normal use of technology [...] is perpetually modified by it and in turn finds ever new ways of modifying his technology." [34]

(is) lack of recourse [47]

A city of glass. [21]

[EFF]ACE [19]

As you forge links in this chain. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who process the poem, to great effect: host minds for new and stronger strains. [43]

Readers discuss, compare data; connect and reconnect. The poem is reshaped. Some variations wither. Others burn as stars, then are gone. [15]

"Man becomes, as it were, the sex organs of the machine world, as the bee of the plant world, enabling it to fecundate and to evolve ever new forms." [27]

The water [49]

There would be singing and whirring in the streets. [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is poetry" [50]

As the book does not birth the poem, but is its vessel in the world. [15]

"Physiologically, man in the normal use of technology [...] is perpetually modified by it and in turn finds ever new ways of modifying his technology." [34]

(i) lack of resources [19]

The formation of weapons. [53]

Behind the screen menu, when I was a child. [40]

The machine continues, and breaks down. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 86 letters. [18]

Concurrent Read Exclusive Write [16]

As you turn the pages,



























paths cleave, encountering your immobile form. [28]

But in fact it is the garden that moves. [38]

If allowed this far, perhaps further. [25]

the paper prepared [2]

The book that you write, to discover. [52]

Minds more powerful than rooms of computers. [62]

The architecture of your memory. [40]

You continue, and break down. [27]

shorting your circuits [63]

My spine is broken. [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

If you are going to insist
on a poem, [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that, thinking, chooses suicide. [37]

The [ ] in the machine. [10]

Biding time, until the day all circuits complete. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 7 numbers. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The computation of parallel problems, the differing solutions. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The universe as one machine among many. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 7 numbers. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The possibility of parallel functions. [50]

As the book does not birth the poem, but is its vessel in the world. [15]

"Physiologically, man in the normal use of technology [...] is perpetually modified by it and in turn finds ever new ways of modifying his technology." [34]

(i) lack of resources [19]

The formation of weapons. [53]

Always wanting to know, to delve deeper. [45]

What you want is that, present or absent, [I]ts status is certain. [3]

Please be aware of these risks. [19]

What is revealed. [59]

The fugue of All. Its unyielding tone. [64]

You turn the page. [1]

The Book of Sand. [2]

The book that you write, to discover. [52]

A parallel, yet uneven, processing. [48]

The eyes, windows. [34]

(i) lack of resources [19]

The formation of weapons. [53]

A voracious reader. Consuming all found. [49]

If only I could fashion it. [45]

What you want is [I]ts presence. [44]

[ ] is still. [37]

The [ ] in the machine. [10]

Malfunctioning perfectly, a clicking abortion. [20]

The machine that you beg to be God. [6]

Any device used to perform a specified task. [10]

Biding time, until the day all circuits complete. [32]

The machine as psychoanalyst. [30]

The machine copied, [40]

You continue, and break down. [27]

shorting your circuits [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Sand. [2]

The book that you read, seeking something. [60]

What you want from the book is for it to describe, in the physical fact of its pages, or the conceptual framework of its digital code, a world in which there is order, movement along familiar axes. [55]

The perfect failure. The machine that directs force into nullity, motion into stillness, energy into void. [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

The machine continues, and breaks down. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 86 letters. [18]

Exclusive Read Concurrent Write [18]

Concurrent Read Exclusive Write [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

"The entire current 'psychological' situation is characterized by this short-circuit." [14]

"inanimate things existed before living ones" [49]

There would be singing and whirring in the streets. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The human and the machine as symbiotic, cyborg. [35]

The cyborg as an overestimation of the importance the machines place in humanity. [11]

Tesseract [18]

Concurrent Read Concurrent Write [11]

Tesseract [62]

The universe as one machine among many. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 7 numbers. [11]

Tesseract [18]

Exclusive Read Concurrent Write [18]

Exclusive Read Exclusive Write [1]

The Book of Sand. [2]

The book that you read, seeking something. [60]

What you want is to proceed, in some fashion: through the book, through the poem, through the world: and for this procession to seem motivated, to possess or develop meaning. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

"[T]here is no a priori improbability in the descent of conscious (and more than conscious) machines from those which now exist, except that which is suggested by the apparent absence of anything like a reproductive system in the mechanical kingdom. This absence however is only apparent, as I shall presently show." [15]

"Man becomes, as it were, the sex organs of the machine world, as the bee of the plant world, enabling it to fecundate and to evolve ever new forms." [27]

The water [49]

There would be singing and whirring in the streets. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

Readers discuss, compare data; connect and reconnect. The poem is reshaped. Some variations wither. Others burn as stars, then are gone. [15]

"The machine world reciprocates man's love by expanding his wishes and desires, namely, in providing him with wealth." [26]

"the machine is going to be perfect" [36]

(offering themselves in answer to the problems they pose) [41]

(a code commences to construct worlds) [22]

and recombining [62]

The possibility of parallel functions. [50]

The poem is not written by machines. [36]

The machine spawns new machines. [5]

Combine them. [35]

The cyborg as fiction, not science. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

(Or:) It has taken your eyes. [58]

The possibility of determination. [55]

Breaking the bounds of one universe, recoiling from its physics, to shunt the things of this world into another. [59]

An infinity of strings, harps without angels. [9]

"god is our ceo" [24]

Ten words and three numbers. [14]

Amphimixis [46]

The impo(r)t(a/e)nce of interchangeable parts. [47]

A city of glass. [21]

[EFF]ACE [19]

What is revealed. [59]

An infinity of strings, harps without angels. [9]

"god is our ceo" [24]

An inventory of imagined stock. [34]

(i) lack of resources [19]

The formation of weapons. [53]

A voracious reader. Consuming all found. [49]

There would be singing and whirring in the streets. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

Reconsider your position. [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is poetry" [50]

Clothing the Word in flesh, so that it might finally die. [63]

My spine is broken. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is going to be perfect" [36]

(offering themselves in answer to the problems they pose) [41]

(a code commences to construct worlds) [22]

and recombining [62]

The universe as one machine among many. [32]

The work of art in the age of mechanical reduction. [62]

The architecture of your memory. [40]

The machine continues, and breaks down. [32]

The machine as psychoanalyst. [30]

reproduces. [36]

(offering themselves in answer to the problems they pose) [41]

(lines follow lines, and in the piling lines) [27]

The water [49]

If only I knew what you wanted. [29]

What you will never know. [48]

Stained glass. [24]

Ten words and three numbers. [14]

"inanimate things existed before living ones" [49]

If only I knew what you wanted. [29]

What you know does not matter, even if you knew. [45]

What you want is meaning, a difference between [I]ts presence and [I]ts absence. [24]

Ten words and three numbers. [14]

Amphimixis [46]

The impo(r)t(a/e)nce of interchangeable parts. [47]

A forest of fire. [30]

Attendant or attending. [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

The machine's needs. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The pages of the book. [16]

As you turn the pages,



























paths cleave, encountering your immobile form. [28]

In the garden of forking paths, you appear always to move forward. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

The poem continues: [28]

In the garden of forking paths, you appear always to move forward. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

You continue, and break down. [27]

that you need to live [16]

As you turn the pages,



























paths cleave, encountering your immobile form. [28]

But in fact it is the garden that moves. [38]

If allowed this far, perhaps further. [25]

the words [22]

also arbitrary [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

Attendant or attending. [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

The machine conceived. [10]

Biding time, until the day all circuits complete. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 86 letters. [18]

Exclusive Read Exclusive Write [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is the measure of all things" [30]

Attendant or attending. [20]

What you feared, what you now long for. [30]

The machine copied, [40]

The poem continues: [28]

In the garden of forking paths, you appear always to move forward. [4]

The machine above the human. [10]

Malfunctioning perfectly, a clicking abortion. [20]

The machine that you beg to be God. [6]

Any device to which the word is applied. [27]

shorting your circuits [63]

My spine is broken. [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[EFF]ACE [19]

What is revealed. [59]

An infinity of strings, harps without angels. [9]

"god is our ceo" [24]

An inventory of imagined stock. [34]

(i) lack of resources [19]

The psychology of damage. [14]

Cathexis [45]

What you want is that, present or absent, [I]ts status is certain. [3]

Please be aware of these risks. [19]

What is revealed. [59]

An infinity of strings, harps without angels. [9]

I am not responsible. I am not responsible. I am not responsible. I am not responsible. [61]

(that moment stretching) [45]

Regardless of what is believed. [9]

A consuming fire. [29]

What you will never know. [48]

Light behind the screen. [22]

and recombining [62]

The possibility of parallel functions. [50]

The poem is not written by machines. [36]

Improvements are necessary. Conceived and carried. [40]

You continue, and break down. [27]

shorting your circuits [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[EFF]ACE [19]

The capacity to punish. [42]

Order as arbitrary. [47]

Options exist to disguise the lack of options. [42]

Sewing sheet metal over your eyes. [63]

My ribs are splayed open like wings. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Glass. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who process the poem, to great effect: host minds for new and stronger strains. [43]

A war of each against all. [31]

An ethics in which the artist is perceived as enemy. [39]

I am going to persist
in this evasion. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who process the poem, to some effect: catalysts for mutation. [60]

What you want from the world is for it to exist beyond your death, to provide context. [25]

the paper prepared [2]

The book the bacteria write in your bones. [8]

Let thine own self be true. [54]

Who once were able to believe that they were free. [51]

The poem is not written by the author. [52]

A parallel, yet uneven, processing. [48]

Stained glass. [24]

Ten words and three numbers. [14]

Cathexis [45]

What you want is [I]ts absence. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

The machine continues, and breaks down. [32]

The machine as psychosis. [5]

Get these 86 letters. [18]

Concurrent Read Exclusive Write [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

"[T]here is no a priori improbability in the descent of conscious (and more than conscious) machines from those which now exist, except that which is suggested by the apparent absence of anything like a reproductive system in the mechanical kingdom. This absence however is only apparent, as I shall presently show." [15]

Steel and your warming sex. [62]

The cathedrals, the pillars, the halls. [64]

But are mistaken. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine that will never think. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

The poem, in its variations, multiplies, mutates into greater, more complex forms. [23]

An I [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

"Neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or end." [57]

Those who internalize the poem, during the course of their processing. Who are sick with desire, symptomatic, unable to continue their normal functions, who must be isolated from their previous social contacts, who excrete new poems, seed new books: whose reading mutates into a more virulent form, writing. [2]

The book that you write, to discover. [52]

The poem is written. [51]

Like a virus moving inside your skull. [45]

What you want is [I]ts presence. [44]

[ ] is still. [37]

The [ ] in the machine. [10]

The machine is waiting for when it has a use for you. [6]

A confusion to which all is aligned. [11]

Tesseract [62]

The cathedrals, the pillars, the halls. [64]

And believe that you see something. [47]

Options exist. [3]

When I looked at the sky, I saw clouds forming chains. [63]

My spine is broken. [1]

The Book of Sand. [2]

The book that you read, seeking something. [60]

What you want from the world is for it to exist beyond your death, to provide context. [25]

the words [22]

or with a purpose [46]

[ ]. [44]

Tell me what you see. [45]

What you want is [I]ts absence. [21]

[F]ACE [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

The illuminated book, painted with metal and bound in skin. [43]

The poem, in its variations, multiplies, mutates into greater, more complex forms. [23]

An I [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

The direction of the force. [18]

Exclusive Read Exclusive Write [1]

The Book of Sand. [2]

The book the bacteria write in your bones. [8]

Let thine own self be true. [54]

It is not just a game. [42]

Choice governed by paranoia. [29]

What you know does not matter, even if you knew. [45]

What you want is that, present or absent, [I]ts status is certain. [3]

When I looked at the sky, I saw clouds forming chains. [63]

My spine is broken. [1]

The Book of Fire. [17]

The machine we believe will never think. [26]

"the machine is the medium" is the message [11]

Tesseract [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

The direction of the force. [18]

Exclusive Read Concurrent Write [18]

Exclusive Read Concurrent Write [18]

Concurrent Read Concurrent Write [11]

Tesseract [12]

If the book is in your eye, you are also the book. [31]

An aesthetics in which the audience is perceived as enemy. [4]

The human above the machine. [40]

You continue, and break down. [27]

that you need to live [16]

They are broken and repaired. [13]

The illusion of cause and effect: from above, a line; from beyond, a collapsed point. [12]

A parallax machine, which produces parallaxes. [55]

Breaking the bounds of one universe, recoiling from its physics, to shunt the things of this world into another. [59]

An unreadable score. Unbearable music. [18]

Exclusive Read Concurrent Write

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Methodology

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This online application automatically generates rule-abiding nonlinear readings of Ex Machina, as originally written by Jonathan Ball, whose first print edition was published by BookThug in 02009.

This literary stress-test assists in performing a qualitative analysis under the following hypothesis: nonlinear constructions of Ex Machina are semantically and poetically inferior to the first linear construction. The methodology is adjustable due to lack of instruction in the original text, but the current simulation available is limited due to media porting instability. (In this case, a textuality deficiency with regards to physical media.)

The equivalent null-hypothesis would therefore state that rule-abiding nonlinear structures would make an equal or greater amount of sense as a linear reading of the original manuscript.

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