Random numbers should not be generated by a method chosen at random.
quote by Donald Knuth (1981)
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Draanen
She wants to know more about this boy,
He wants to know more about this girl,
And like what is seen around us in the name of modern society!
But i am Draanen in the land of joy.
A random love,
A random poem,
A random story,
A random muse,
And like the joy of your heart!
But falling in love is part of us on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My lyrics are generated by various peculiar processes. Very random and similar to automatic writing.
Random Encounters
Random encounters…
Chance meetings
Life changers
Unexpected greetings
Interrupters of life
Uncaring guests
Random encounters
At their very best
Devices of change
Creators of strife
Random encounters are…
The spice of life
poem by David Whalen
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Spatula City
Announcer: theres just one place to go for all of your spatula needs
Random voice #1: spatula city
Random voice #2: spatula city
Announcer:
A giant warehouse of spatulas for every occasion. thousands to choose from in every shape, size, and color. and because we eliminate the middle man, we can sell all our spatulas factory direct t
. where do you go if you want to buy name brand spatulas at a fraction of retail cost?
Random voice: spatula city
Random voice: spatula city
Announcer:
And this weekend only, take advantage of our special liquidation sale. buy nine spatulas, get the tenth one for just one penny. dont forget, they make great christmas presents. and what better
O say I love you. than with the gift of a spatula?
Random voice: spatula city
Random voice: spatula city
Sy greenblum:
Hello, this is sy greenblum, president of spatula city. I liked their spatulas so much, I bought the company.
Announcer:
Spatula city - seven locations; were in the yellow pages under spatulas.
Neighbor: my, where did you get that lovely spatula?
Singers: spatula city: we sell apatulas, and thats all
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
quote by Walter Scott
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Either one or the other [analysis or synthesis] may be direct or indirect. The direct procedure is when the point of departure is known-direct synthesis in the elements of geometry. By combining at random simple truths with each other, more complicated ones are deduced from them. This is the method of discovery, the special method of inventions, contrary to popular opinion.
quote by Andre-Marie Ampere
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Even scientific knowledge, if there is anything to it, is not a random observation of random objects; for the critical objectivity of significant knowledge is attained as a practice only philosophically in inner action.
quote by Karl Jaspers
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The generation of random numbers is too important to be left to chance.
quote by Robert R. Coveyou
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The generation of random numbers is too important to be left to chance.
quote by Robert R. Coveyou
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Anyone who attempts to generate random numbers by deterministic means is, of course, living in a state of sin.
quote by John von Neumann
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Period Doubling Route to Chaos
It starts somewhere at x and moves to y,
Zigzagging like a random, fleeting z,
While in my heart it seems to multiply
And run away toward infinity.
It starts like some equation in a dream
That sums up all the things I feel in me-
This sky, this night, this moon-all somehow seem
To resonate in perfect symmetry.
This nightclub, where I come to spend my time
And contemplate the female form disrobed
Before the cheering throng of horny guys,
Where I still find a certain glimpse of hope-
A random spark that fuels my fantasy...
And when it's over, all the drunks return
To their dull and unfulfilling lives,
Yet in my mind and heart it twists and turns-
That random switch that's keeping me alive.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Random
it was pure random
when i married
you, i thought it
was not true
it was like i was
sleeping and then
i woke up and there
i found myself beside
you and the cameras
clicked and then
we were proclaimed
as married by the
clapping of their
hands and the
clinking of their
wine glasses
pure random
i thought it was
wrong
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Love Me Crazy
I found out something the other day,
I understand now, whats going on.
Your willing to figure out
Just what I am about.
My crazy antics, my random acts.
My solom vow, my dear, its that I'm crazy.
You love me crazy,
Just a little off the top,
Just a little bit
Of alot of random.
Nothing short of crazy,
Insane, like a phsyco.
Miricales happen,
And I'm just fine.
You love me like crazy, a little insane.
I figure your gonna find your courage somewhere.
Your finally gonna pick my up.
Take me out on a date, go to the movies,
Or a walk in the park or on a beach.
You love me crazy,
Just a little off the top,
Just a little bit
Of alot of random.
Nothing short of crazy,
Insane, like a phsyco.
Miricales happen,
And I'm just fine.
You better watch out,
I'll make you dance in the rain.
I like doing cartwheels
In the middle of a storm.
Swimming with the rolling thunder.
You love me crazy,
Just a little off the top,
Just a little bit
Of alot of random.
Nothing short of crazy,
Insane, like a phsyco.
Miricales happen,
And I'm just fine.
I like to sing in the shower,
Dance like a gypse in the middle of nowhere.
Spin on the green grass.
I talk to imaginary friends when I'm alone.
I have my own other realm,
I have many spirit family members,
And I love them all.
You love me crazy,
Just a little off the top,
Just a little bit
Of alot of random.
Nothing short of crazy,
Insane, like a phsyco.
Miricales happen,
And I'm just fine.
poem by Melanie Weeks
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Great Mind
Is it feasible
When I babble
That I fanned fair
Alphabets at random in the air
And they came to caper
And settled on paper
In the form of the Muse—
A poem to use?
When even for this work of a dot
There exists a mind of sort
Is it tangible
To say ‘tis a gamble
That the stars in ether
At a random chance did appear
The Universe, Galaxies and Cosmos
All formed on their own from a mass?
Can I thus pronounce
And the Great Mind denounce?
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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A Random Poem
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
This is a random poem
if you are reading it you are an idoit
poem by Yo Moma Johnson
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The visa lottery system poses a national security threat. Under the program, each successful applicant is chosen at random and given the status of permanent resident based on pure luck.
quote by Bob Goodlatte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Entanglement
A stream of photons hits a sheet of glass;
no reason some reflect while most go through.
A certain depth allows them all to pass;
the ones that go before must give a clue.
The photons harmonize, their gift is art.
They love to spread as waves and keep in touch.
Send two entangled photons far apart,
if one is read, the other knows as much.
Yet no communication goes between,
for nothing can exceed the speed of light.
And why do random photons trampoline
from glass, while random others last the flight?
Though Einstein thought that God does not throw dice,
seems Lucifer took contrary advice.
poem by Diane Hine
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Just A Random Poem
These words have no meaning to it
Yet we're typing it anyways
It's not about love, happiness, or sorrow
Yet it's about all those things
Love is not a game, but people still play
Happiness is all we want, but only few of us have it
Sorrow is in all of our hearts, but there is always someone out there to help us out
Like life these words have no meaning to it, yet it still does
Everyone is random in there own way, but thats okay
We see other peoples randomness, but we fail to see ours
But like everything, these words have no meaning,
Because this is Just A Random Poem
poem by Callum Tabone
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Random Time
I have been searching my eyes for half a day
this is a lonely place
The sounds dont break in the box
The're just sourrounding your voice,
Trascending random-time.
Yeah
People are driving to Solomon's Thief hole
from here they seem to have the same ambitions.
What do we have to do
to break the master plan?
Why do we ever have to cry alone
when thats not what I thought of life in heaven,
Oh well break the master plan,
Yes trascending random time
I have been searching my eyes for half a day
This is a lonely place
The sounds dont break in the box
The're just sourrounding your voice,
Trascending random-time.
Yeah....
Why do we ever have to cry alone
When thats not what I thought of life in heaven,
Oh well break the master plan,
Yeah trascending random time.
song performed by by Zoe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Endorsed Remorse
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And everytime I hear these excuses,
Made in the defense of these social misfits...
I've come to realize how quick some are,
To apply their comprehension...
For a call for all,
To forgive their embarrassments!
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And psychologists are called,
To calm a public fed on decadence.
With attention to examine...
Their lifestyles spent in ignorance,
But no one should pay at their own expense.
And with accepted intelligence,
The media gives them time to explain...
How certain people amongst them live...
Suffer from stress,
That makes them temporarily insane.
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And the business of depicting their enemies,
Continues with alerted threats.
Yet no one with this deluded mindset,
Is described as a terrorist.
With a face splashed over the news,
With a demeaning of their ethnic heritage...
Exclaimed to diminish and to disrespect.
But...
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And all need to empathize,
In reminded sympathy
With the giving to him...
Our endorsed remorse.
Especially in 'his' hour of need!
'Huh? '
He is not responsbile.
Our lack to befriend him...
Has resulted in his acts.
'And the others? '
What about the others?
They have the look,
We have decided as guilt.
They have that guilty presence...
They and the rest of their ilk.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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