This is just tedious now.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
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This is just tedious now.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
I think the giveaway here is that if you really believed that that explained it, you wouldn't have felt it necessary to tell us that that explained it. You'd have the confidence simply to start typing at 'Zuuuuu...' without the preamble about what it was intended to accomplish.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
We are now no longer the Knights who say 'Ni'. We are now the Knights who say... 'Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG. Zoom-Boing. Z'nourrwringmm.'
Lokasenna said:
Wolf responds: Yes! Yes! Zoom-Boing! Zoom-Boing! Membrane gone hiiiiiiirrooooooowwwwww! Zwop!Quote:
We are now no longer the Knights who say 'Ni'. We are now the Knights who say... 'Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG. Zoom-Boing. Z'nourrwringmm.'
PTANG is the fluorescence of Boom-Bang-Wow!
Fnnnaaaafiiily?
I've always wanted to critique a poem that I didn't understand or was not even able to decipher by writing gibberish in return.
One problem with doing that, however, is the poet I would be critiquing would not realize it was a critique unless I introduced the nonsense with a readable explanation. Another problem with doing that is other readers would think there was something wrong with me which might be the case for all I know.
so i
we23yyflying in the air air air air--long line--air air air air air
air hi yes it
wel9923my passwordno it aintha you we something****else :) and so ;)
You've demonstrated your soundness of mind on many ocassions. Wolf on the other hand....Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
I know what Wolf is up to. Its good for everyone to go through such a phase of freedom, iconoclasm, invention. But its just that, a phase. Linger there to long and temporary derangement becomes prolonged disease.
YesNo said:
Wolf responds:Quote:
so i
we23
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flying in the air air air air--long line--air air air air air
air hi yes it
wel9923
my password
no it aint
ha you we something
or do we something?
Let’s donk the something with yeeeyyyyyeee?
But it ain't something if we're not flying in the air, since the very air is made out of Zippity-wippity-dong!
Zwwwwwoooooooooooooop?
You're the funniest person on the entire LitNet! I'd give my left whatchamacallit for your sense of humor.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mutatis-Mutandi
At last something Wolf writes makes sense -
check out his last post for his reason why he edited his post.
As for the main post - it's got way beyond tiresome.
Time to put the spoilt brat to bed
and let us grown-ups get back to enjoying some poetry.
H
I don't think he's a moron or even that erractic, I think just has a Lady Gaga esque 'Look at me!' syndrome, and so posts a lot of **** for attention. Maybe if everyone just ignores him...
A typical revolutionary. Negation become a fire, devouring all, spreading beyond all bound.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
On the off chance you're being serious, thanks. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by AuntShecky
I usually just stick with MarkBastable and Lokasenna, they're safe bets.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mutatis-Mutandi
Anyway, why do you guys care about Wolf at all? I've met dozens of kids like him. They wear ironic berets, make videos of meat rotting and call it "groundbreaking" then complain about how no one understands their art (oh, but they will - all of the greatest artists skyrocketed after their death, don't you know? One day, everyone will know the name Sally "douchebag-hipster" McGillicutty!). It annoys me but then I move on.
Wolf Larsen gives a speech at the Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ist Convention:
"Boing - boing - boing! The time has come to run and marauder and sing the Freudian marijuana bongs of Transylvania while we dance the Pa-Ting Ba-Ying Boo-Raw because Ramen noodles! The ancient rituals of Pa-Ting Ba-Ying Boo-Raw will soon be born from Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism! Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism is exactly the reason that we are all here today! We are all Zumba-Kadooba-Ratuba! We are all Jumikee-Keerockity-Zurickety! We are all Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop! And that's why I want to shower you all with the flood of my great excitement for this new movement called Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism!
Soon everyone in the world will fall to their knees in front of this great wonderful phenomenon called Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism! We are all the greatest most sweetest blasphemy that Doo-Doo has ever known! Doo-Doo is the very avalanche of pink prophylactics I'm talking about! Doo-Doo is about conquering city parks at night with our ytrFif-gbnkLif-sdptZxc-ist visions because we are all Pa-Ting Ba-Ying Boo-Raw! We are as Pa-Ting Ba-Ying Boo-Raw as the sky is green & purple & raspberry!
Soon the human race will join us in our ecstasy! Soon the bird droppings will become the very greatness that our illustrious ears could ever imagine! Because Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism is the very essence of Moon landings, and as you all know Moon landings are the most erotic tarantulas that all the manikins in the storefront windows will ever know!!
So go forth my friends my colleagues my fellow Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ians and spread the great message of Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism!
Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!
Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!!
Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!!!"
And the speech ends. The audience reacts by throwing off their clothes and running out into the streets and marching & running & dancing through downtown naked as they chant & sing & scream & shout:
"Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!
Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!
Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop!"
Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen
Have you not realised yet that we're bored with your nonsense? Get a life.
You are embarrassing yourself and this website with your inanities.
H
I still find it funny that he got the name for his new revolutionary manifesto from an idiot criminal who changed his name to Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop.
Yeh, it's a hoot. And likely to keep most potentialy new members away. The guy is a loose cannon and if we continue to endorse his self-obsessed ravings this website is doomed. It's in OUR hands.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mutatis-Mutandi
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Somebody said:
Those are my feelings about cyber bullies exactly. Cyber bullys are bad for websites. Actually, I've received e-mails from people who've left this very site because of certain cyber bullies. Cyber bullies scare new members away.Quote:
The guy is a loose cannon and if we continue to endorse his self-obsessed ravings this website is doomed. It's in OUR hands
I agree. I've decided to stop posting in his threads unless they contain a serious creative effort.Quote:
Originally Posted by hillwalker
Wolf, he's not bullying. He's pointing out the obvious. Post more stuff like your longshore-man piece. It wasn't bad. The nonsense stuff contributes nothing to this community.
I will write whatever I want to write.
So you should. That's your right. But as soon as you make it available to readers, those readers have the right to say whatever they want to say.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
And if people have the right to say what they want others have the right to write whatever they want.
If you look at some of the HillWalker's latest posts he seems to be engaged in a campaign to kick writers off this board whose writing style he disagrees with. Nobody should be kicked off a posting board for expressing what is supposeded to be their right to write whatever they choose.
I'll ignore cyber bullies up to the point where they try to engage in censorship. And frankly, not just Hillwalker but one or two others have run other innovative writers off this board with their cyber bullying. Anybody with two eyes can see that some of these "critiques" of newer members posts in particular are nothing more than hostility coming from individuals with anger management problems. I think it's sad when people leave this website because of cyber bullying. Cyber bullying scares off new members, and it's bad for morale.
There's a difference between cyber bullying and simply saying you don't care for a piece. There's a world of difference, and anyone with two eyes can see that. I'm not the first person to make this observation either.
How comforting to know that pleb Lit-Nutters can rely on your objective conclusions about people. In future, rather than form my own opinion, I'll seek your advice before posting.Quote:
Originally Posted by JuniperWoolf
I'll read and dislike whatever I want to read and dislike and if you take issue with what myself and others say then post something we'll have nice things to say about. The reader is a better judge of a poem's merit than the poet himself, otherwise every poet who has ever fancied himself a genius would be right, myself included. I've written nonsense poetry too. Never though have I dedicated three threads to it and gotten defensive when others fail to proclaim it gold.Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
Where has he "campaigned" to get you kicked off the board? And who else is he trying to get kicked off?Quote:
Originally Posted by WolfLarsen
The problem with your continuos argument of you being picked on because you're innovative and edgy is that you're just not. Hell, we had a poster give example of poems almost a hundred years old doing way more outlandish stuff than you've ever done. And what do you do? Continue posting the same kind of stuff and claiming it's innovative and edgy. It's frustrating, Wolf.
I will take a stab at being outlandish.
Here we go: (not worthy of own thread)
I was sitting on the sandpapered floor
In a funhouse surrounded by all the funhouse mirrors
When suddenly a crayfish crawled past
It moved so slow and so stupid and so inconsequential
And then... the tranquility came
And then...
I never said anything interesting, again.
This stuff looks like a Discordian exercise, maybe best read as a zen-koan. Then again, maybe not.
Quoting Principia Discordia
Quote:
.A ZEN STORY by Camden Benares, The Count of Five
Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal
A serious young man found the conflicts of mid 20th Century America confusing. He went to many people seeking a way of resolving within himself the discords that troubled him, but he remained troubled.
One night in a coffee house, a self-ordained Zen Master said to him, "go to the dilapidated mansion you will find at this address which I have written down for you. Do not speak to those who live there; you must remain silent until the moon rises tomorrow night. Go to the large room on the right of the main hallway, sit in the lotus position on top of the rubble in the northeast corner, face the corner, and meditate."
He did just as the Zen Master instructed. His meditation was frequently interrupted by worries. He worried whether or not the rest of the plumbing fixtures would fall from the second floor bathroom to join the pipes and other trash he was sitting on. He worried how would he know when the moon rose on the next night. He worried about what the people who walked through the room said about him.
His worrying and meditation were disturbed when, as if in a test of his faith, ordure fell from the second floor onto him. At that time two people walked into the room. The first asked the second who the man was sitting there was. The second replied "Some say he is a holy man. Others say he is a s***head."
Hearing this, the man was enlightened.
A Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ist Public Service Announcement
by Wolf Larsen
Immediately! Frong - frip - twwwwwiiiiing! It's time for the underwear wars of the saints of Goo - Tyyy - Wong to invade all our minds! Stay calm! Panic! Do everything right now!
In addition, no one shall wear underwear ever again for the remainder of history! It's time to wear our shoes on top of our heads! Walk around public naked while you scream out obscenities at the Moon & the Sun because do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do!
Froooooooooooomph! From this day forward everyone shall immediately change their names! Find the most fooorip-pliping-gorockety name that you can think of and give it to yourself! Think of some puuuuuroop kind of name and give it to your dog! Get your penis a dopoofritzt kind of name! Give your pussy a nuuuumrrock-licky-Yum Yum kind of name! Give whichever hand you masturbate with its own up-Amsterdam-down-Amsterdam-up-Amsterdam-down kind of name! Call your television set anything but television set because it's time for new ping-ponging kablopity names for everything!
Hello and goodbye! Don't forget! Tomorrow is I forgot my clothes at home day! Nobody will wear clothes tomorrow - nowhere in the entire world!
And finally a great big yiiiippppeeeeeeeeeeee to everybody!
Copyright 2012 Wolf Larsen
W a r n i n g
Please do not personalise your arguments.
It is the works that we discuss, not the people who write them.
If find yourself unable to receive negative criticism as well as the positive ones,
please refrain from posting your work in a public forum.
The new Beezow Doo-Doo Zopittybop-Bop-Bop-ism
An interview with myself, Wolf Larsen
Question: Bleepity-schleepity sclroloonnggong fin?
Wolf Larsen answers: Ooooopa Kaaaafrruuump! Icky – icky do-do dow jones mein! SChnip!
Question: Pwaaaooonnk! Scna lu lu lu lu lu la?
Wolf Larsen answers: Dwooooopp! Zwaaaaacka Zwaaaaaaaacka ka-luuuummmmph! Trrriiiinnnngg!
Question: Well, how do you ka-pluuuumphf-tennis shoes -space rocket that?
Wolf Larsen answers: Ka-chiiiiiinnnng! Plamp! Plump! Plimp! Gooooonnnnng!
Question: I see, but if you ratty-chatty-matty, then how can you dance the Martian tree from the underwear ledge at the vibrant personalities zoo, know what I mean?
Wolf Larsen answers: Faaaarrrrt!
Question: Faaaarrrrrt?
Wolf Larsen answers: Always fart! Yes fart! Fart is the answer! Vote for fart! Fight for fart! Love fart! Art for fart!
Question: And what about your right-hand?
Wolf Larsen answers the question by painting everything blue and orange and green.
Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen
Need more attention now, Wolf? Kind of sucks that you drove hill ofF the boards. He was the only person who took the time to actually try and give thoughtful critiques to your ... work.
Being fair, hill left in a snit. Nobody drove him anywhere; he has the same power as everyone else to ignore these posts/threads.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mutatis-Mutandi
I don't have much use for this stuff either, but are dozens of posts about the pointlessness of something any less pointless?
I don't know. Are they?
I'd like to apologize for my previous post, mostly because Scheherzade is absolutely right. If I don't have anything nice to say, I shouldn't say anything at all.
In any case, if your writing has a goal, and you feel that you are striving and reaching higher as a writer, WolfLarsen, then I have no right to admonish your efforts, simply because I don't understand them. It seems that your writing is as religion is to some people-- And perhaps more like poetry: Personal, and perhaps not meant to be understood. And not meant to be constructively critiqued by the uninitiated.
The words that I do understand are a bit crude and disrupt the entire scat-man rhythm it appears that you are attempting to achieve. The zippity doo-wongs do more than the 'fart', that is.
It kind of reminds me of the monkeys in the Jungle book, doing their random, crazy singing and making rhythmic noises. You know, that song with Baloo the bear and the Monkey King, and they sing, ''I wanna be like you!'' ?
Maybe there's some kind of jazzy melody in the background? :)
But again, in my opinion at least, stylistically the words chosen can be more 'cool cat', if you know what I'm saying.
Just my two cents. :)
If you were at a luncheon and someone began to hectically gesticulate and incoherently babble, and persisted to do so in the face of repeated remonstrance, driving you to leave in a subsequent fit of frustration, the responsibility for your departure would not belong to you alone.Quote:
Originally Posted by Calidore
Funny you should mention jazz, because all Wolf is really doing is scat, a singing method started in the 30s by jazz singers in an attempt to use their voice as a pure instrument, without words. Louis Prima, who voiced the main ape in The Jungle Book, was known for doing scat.Quote:
Originally Posted by BookBeauty
Funny you should mention jazz, because all Wolf is really doing is scat, a singing method started in the 30s by jazz singers in an attempt to use their voice as a pure instrument, without words. Louis Prima, who voiced the main ape in The Jungle Book, was known for doing scat.Quote:
Originally Posted by BookBeauty
Edit: This may have come off as a bit patronizing to you, BookBeautt, as I only skimmed your post before replying. You obviously know what scat is already.
No worries, Mutatis-Mutandi! :) I often do the same thing.
I wonder if WolfLarsen sings his posts out loud before he puts them out here. :D
Actually, I think that's exactly what Scheherezade didn't say. What she said was, "If you can't bear to hear something not nice, don't say anything at all." In other words, addressing those who post their work, 'not everyone's going to be nice about it, so if you can't take that, keep your writing to yourself'.Quote:
Originally Posted by BookBeauty
If she'd said what you interpreted she said, I for one would be out of here so fast that the vacuum would close with a pop behind me - partly because that'd be no way to run a literature site, and secondly because, if the choice was to say something nice or say nothing, there'd be very little point my being here.
Ah! I went back and re-read what was posted, and I now see that I was in error in my interpretation. It appears it was about the reception of criticism rather than the writing of criticism. And yet, I am still hesitant to withdraw my previous statement. I was a bit harsh upon first glance.