Gardenia101
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- ハクタイシティ, むかしを いまにつなぐ まち.
- Seen Jun 10, 2014
Gardenia got a streak of inspiration!
I've always been recognized as a good poet, I won more than one poetry contest at school (Specifically Three). So then I thought it would be stupid to not post a thread with my poetry in it!
I do have a few rules of posting here, however.
1.DO NOT CRITICIZE IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND IT!
Alot of people in the Pokecommunity tend to give criticism without the "Constructive" factor, and also some people say that something is bad because they don't get what it's saying. People, THIS IS POETRY! Alot of Free-form poetry seems meaningless but isn't. And don't say it's bad if you've never written a (good) poem in your life, either :P
2.If you aren't going to read it, don't post about it.
You'd be surprised how many people base suggestions and ratings on just a little sample of what they actually are rating. If you are rating on poem; read that poem! If you are challenging me as a poet in general; read all of them, for goodness sakes!
(I have experienced the above things before, so I'm not saying you will do this, but that some people will.)
Anyway, this is the first poem:
Call to Webmasters
The mind is what's known
Imagination distorting what is
And as time flows
The joy to the world.
Computation, fact,
All which is known,
Just research and result
An obselete path.
So use for what's known
Cannot exist
For it's in the mind
Of metal, pixels,
For Man-made things
Contain only such data.
You're just the commander,
Not the creator.
You say what to do,
And watch it followed.
Lazy, too Lazy
For metal's your slave.
You call it learning,
And that's what it is.
You're learning commands,
Learning imperitives.
But the only true knowledge
Is nothing near fact.
But, yet, truth is your fact,
Your factor.
Knowledge of what is
Is knowledge of fact.
So do not discourage
Your love for imperitives,
But take it to the next step.
Do it for yourself.
Computers know nothing;
Humans put the fact there.
Humans made the fact be,
And made it through creation.
True creation.
Their own language,
To which they are native.
Needless, now is the research
Why research how to use
Your own creation?
You are only the true creator
Of your own creation
When you created what made it.
You don't have to make the creator
To make the site look good,
But to move farther,
Beyond just mere average,
Create the creator
Of your own creation.
So, now learning is past
You know what you formed.
And your own imperitives,
Fit for your tongue,
Control the creation.
Whether you get a degree,
And make it official,
Or something less,
As low as a Hotkey,
You know you possess it
When you know it.
So, Please,
Take it to heart.
Take the fact
And make it truth;
Make it true fact.
For what is part
Of you, There are no bounds.
I've always been recognized as a good poet, I won more than one poetry contest at school (Specifically Three). So then I thought it would be stupid to not post a thread with my poetry in it!
I do have a few rules of posting here, however.
1.DO NOT CRITICIZE IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND IT!
Alot of people in the Pokecommunity tend to give criticism without the "Constructive" factor, and also some people say that something is bad because they don't get what it's saying. People, THIS IS POETRY! Alot of Free-form poetry seems meaningless but isn't. And don't say it's bad if you've never written a (good) poem in your life, either :P
2.If you aren't going to read it, don't post about it.
You'd be surprised how many people base suggestions and ratings on just a little sample of what they actually are rating. If you are rating on poem; read that poem! If you are challenging me as a poet in general; read all of them, for goodness sakes!
(I have experienced the above things before, so I'm not saying you will do this, but that some people will.)
Anyway, this is the first poem:
Call to Webmasters
The mind is what's known
Imagination distorting what is
And as time flows
The joy to the world.
Computation, fact,
All which is known,
Just research and result
An obselete path.
So use for what's known
Cannot exist
For it's in the mind
Of metal, pixels,
For Man-made things
Contain only such data.
You're just the commander,
Not the creator.
You say what to do,
And watch it followed.
Lazy, too Lazy
For metal's your slave.
You call it learning,
And that's what it is.
You're learning commands,
Learning imperitives.
But the only true knowledge
Is nothing near fact.
But, yet, truth is your fact,
Your factor.
Knowledge of what is
Is knowledge of fact.
So do not discourage
Your love for imperitives,
But take it to the next step.
Do it for yourself.
Computers know nothing;
Humans put the fact there.
Humans made the fact be,
And made it through creation.
True creation.
Their own language,
To which they are native.
Needless, now is the research
Why research how to use
Your own creation?
You are only the true creator
Of your own creation
When you created what made it.
You don't have to make the creator
To make the site look good,
But to move farther,
Beyond just mere average,
Create the creator
Of your own creation.
So, now learning is past
You know what you formed.
And your own imperitives,
Fit for your tongue,
Control the creation.
Whether you get a degree,
And make it official,
Or something less,
As low as a Hotkey,
You know you possess it
When you know it.
So, Please,
Take it to heart.
Take the fact
And make it truth;
Make it true fact.
For what is part
Of you, There are no bounds.
