Q: What is this all about?

A: Its a simple tool for writing poetry or lyrics that may have little or no (intentional)
meaning but which somehow posess a lyrical beauty and cause the mind to throw out what I
like to call 'synthesis requests' as it tries to make sense of what it is being
presented with, initiating a creative process for the writer/editor. Generally speaking
you can use it as a tool for helping to get over writers block or an experimental tool
for creative writing.

You can enter words from the random list and the useful common words underneath
just by clicking them - you can also type manually (click in the text field first)
and the idea is to scan, click and type whatever pops into your head or what you as
'stream editor' think is right to build up your creation, explore ideas or gain
inspiration for other work. The random words can be quickly refreshed by hitting the
'Re-resonate' button without affecting what you have already written.

Typically, I work quickly, scanning the block of random words for words or combination of words,
filling in the gaps. This verse was all from clicked words except 'dreams' and 'the golden seams'
and took perhaps 20 seconds. The rapid nature of how I work is more to do with harnessing immediate
thought processes rather than getting a high throughput, though its nice to have lots of raw material
for further editing down the creative line. I think this sounds pretty and tugs the right artistic
strings:


fair myriad by moonstruck air,
foreknow all fever dreams,
momenta fiction vocalize,
repeal the golden seams.



This program is inspired by the lyrical style from the Beachboys "Pet sounds" album
by Brian Wilson and Van Dyke Parks, especially the song "Surfs up":


A diamond necklace played the pawn
Hand in hand some drummed along, oh
To a handsome man and baton
A blind class aristocracy
Back through the opera glass you see
The pit and the pendulum drawn
Columnated ruins domino
Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
Are you sleeping?

Hung velvet overtaken me
Dim chandelier awaken me
To a song dissolved in the dawn
The music hall a costly bow
The music all is lost for now
To a muted trumperter swan
Columnated ruins domino
Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
Are you sleeping, Brother John?

Dove nested towers the hour was
Strike the street quicksilver moon
Carriage across the fog
Two-Step to lamp lights cellar tune
The laughs come hard in Auld Lang Syne
The glass was raised, the fired rose
The fullness of the wine, the dim last toasting
While at port adieu or die
A choke of grief heart hardened I
Beyond belief a broken man too tough to cry

Surf's Up
Aboard a tidal wave
Come about hard and join
The young and often spring you gave
I heard the word
Wonderful thing
A children's song

Child, child, child, child, child
A child is the father of the man
Child, child, child, child, child
A child is the father of the man
A children's song
Have you listened as they played
Their song is love
And the children know the way
That's why the child is the father to the man
Child, child, child, child, child
Child, child, child, child, child
Na na na na na na na na
Child, child, child, child, child
That's why the child is the father to the man
Child, child, child, child, child



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