Showing posts with label Sumerian Proverbs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sumerian Proverbs. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Today's Dose of Dissociate Sumerian Proverbs
The settings for this run of Dissociate were -c2 -w1
Don't know your own name? Shame on you!
You are an outstanding scribe; you are forever pushing, like a fearful slave girl.
To the trustworthy man belongs a divine voice.
The battle-club would not come out to me. I am insulted.
Their place in the universe was eradicated. -- You should not destroy the place!
To purchase a wagon is to be eaten alone.
Let him go down. Let him who has a valuable role to play
Walk like a slave. Walk like a goat.
Who repays a favor?
The anus is well supplied.
In the city of the lame, a cripple stand up?
The poor man inflicts all kinds of trouble for the wealthy man.
In the desert there is the lion accustomed to performing the brewers' craft?
I was always walking, because I was always walking
I am confronting fate: "speak in the way of a wicked man".
When did we last see you run away anywhere?" a lame man came running to the other side of the mouth.
The palace children and wives and trading agents! How they use up silver!
Once I had escaped, the wild cow confronted me.
It is the weakness of the widows. It is the one with whom she quarrels.
Your flesh has not yet filled my mouth.
One should submit oneself to his anus.
Luck? When I enter a sleeping city, the dogs began to howl.
His tongue is in the way of a wicked man
For his pleasure he got divorced.
He gathered everything for himself, but also for his owner: A pig
An excitable man should eat it. Unless it stinks.
The poor man should not remove what belongs to a god.
A shepherd should not take a merchant for his friend.
What belongs to a god should not become an overseer.
This shall be my share: no man can go about their business, not even a plenipotentiary.
Let me fill your new storehouse with my companion!
So it is the beer! Sweet.
Monday, March 10, 2014
Dissociate Sumerian with two N-Grams
Run with a dual n-gram -w2 and -c2
a slave girl reveals what she says to another goat: "I too butt my head."
A good word is a grave.
A man without a personal god is a wretch among singers!
Come with me to stay the night!
oh penis, you "work" as if it were midnight. [note I edited the word "work". Google does not like it if you get graphic]
The wind kept blowing, and the clouds brought rain.
O Enlil, your helpless donkey's speed has left him.
Your outhouse is like me.
The sheep shearer is himself dressed in dirty rags.
Is the lion accustomed to demanding barley in the barren marshes?
Get that bear away from his responsibilities.
When a fattened pig is about to be got? When dishonest men come to him. Treacherous!
Living is living.
I shall be bound by a righteous man
Fate is a dog -- well able to take
The fox lies even to stretch himself fully in his bed.
when it's enough, it's too much!
A fox urinated into the soup.
The fox's tail: is there something behind me?"
The pleasure -- it is the journey!
The good thing is to lose it.
A fettered dog is quarrelsome. He always slanders.
The dog does not move.
"what? is there something behind me?" "Those things which make you happy!"
Girl, your brother is like your what? like your dikes?
If it is not too sweet for him, let him eat salt.
As long as you live, you should not eat the ham of a pig!
What shall we give the dog?
a slave girl reveals what she says to another goat: "I too butt my head."
A good word is a grave.
A man without a personal god is a wretch among singers!
Come with me to stay the night!
oh penis, you "work" as if it were midnight. [note I edited the word "work". Google does not like it if you get graphic]
The wind kept blowing, and the clouds brought rain.
O Enlil, your helpless donkey's speed has left him.
Your outhouse is like me.
The sheep shearer is himself dressed in dirty rags.
Is the lion accustomed to demanding barley in the barren marshes?
Get that bear away from his responsibilities.
When a fattened pig is about to be got? When dishonest men come to him. Treacherous!
Living is living.
I shall be bound by a righteous man
Fate is a dog -- well able to take
The fox lies even to stretch himself fully in his bed.
when it's enough, it's too much!
A fox urinated into the soup.
The fox's tail: is there something behind me?"
The pleasure -- it is the journey!
The good thing is to lose it.
A fettered dog is quarrelsome. He always slanders.
The dog does not move.
"what? is there something behind me?" "Those things which make you happy!"
Girl, your brother is like your what? like your dikes?
If it is not too sweet for him, let him eat salt.
As long as you live, you should not eat the ham of a pig!
What shall we give the dog?
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Markov's Sumerian Quotations.
Today we offer more Sumerian Wisdom from the Dissociated scripts.
Note that words in brackets were not a part of the output stream and were added for clarity.
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my heart urged me to rival other men
Give me my heart
I am a lady who wears a loincloth when lost
a dog said: "Your flesh. There I put my rubbish heap."
He said: "Ah god!" and so, upon you, broad-shouldered a lie.
the should becomes a hole
he is a man who did not take revenge
Who can compete with my money chest? I am a strong.
Loving heart? My girlfriend's embrace.
"You shouldn't be able to bite.
Like dirty rags, when the dust, it is chain.
house destroys house... desert a lion
Where shall I go chasing a goring?
He [who] makes a house, destroys reeds.
When I come back again broken... The slave girl?
Run fast and then drum!
For a daughter-in-law is anger is lord
"I-am-cleverer-than-you" is master
My strength is humble.
Let me live like a runaway donkey
He who gathers the responsibility for it. He has lost it
Don't expect me to sleep. A heart which he has lost will bark at every woman in authority
The gecko wears a tiara.
The quick one hid
A house in whose interior is a grave.
A malicious husband, where shall I go?
no just man's life lasts long
"destroy it" is characteristic of your harvesting
I still love my little one who cannot keep pace with intelligence
You cannot butt me with your own shadow.
You should hold a kid in your left arm.
A cat for its owner.
To accept a curse is [to] not recognise what was in it.
The donkey, after he had thrown off his personal god, does not procure much food, does not catch any gazelle. He is unsuccessful in ritual preparations,
one [who] does not know how to move around becomes stuck.
A poor man whose judgment is assigned to his neck like a whelping bitch.
Bitterness afflicted with soap.
When he walks within the fields, coarse flour is sacred to him. A fool.
The dog licks it up.
The mighty man is two halves of a sheep
a sheep will not provide his ghost with a dog.
Now, what can defecate just as much as you!?!
Who can destroy it? Employ[ing] a low-life causes losses; his shying away [takes] my dignity!
A fox went up, he kept going up. Like a lord!
Loving about defeats poverty.
The conmen are hanging outside.
His hand is suited to the winds.
He who keeps fleeing, flees from his own past.
Like dirty rags. Fate is her voice
The good thing is to have lost it -- my heart was assigned to him.
I by myself shall take no time in this household!
evil does not feed a storehouse like a runaway slave girl of a lukur priestess.
You cannot butt me with your helpless man's daughter.
A crafty man is not in one's hand.
I am not dear to no just man
He hoots like the curse uttered against me with contempt.
Note that words in brackets were not a part of the output stream and were added for clarity.
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my heart urged me to rival other men
Give me my heart
I am a lady who wears a loincloth when lost
a dog said: "Your flesh. There I put my rubbish heap."
He said: "Ah god!" and so, upon you, broad-shouldered a lie.
the should becomes a hole
he is a man who did not take revenge
Who can compete with my money chest? I am a strong.
Loving heart? My girlfriend's embrace.
"You shouldn't be able to bite.
Like dirty rags, when the dust, it is chain.
house destroys house... desert a lion
Where shall I go chasing a goring?
He [who] makes a house, destroys reeds.
When I come back again broken... The slave girl?
Run fast and then drum!
For a daughter-in-law is anger is lord
"I-am-cleverer-than-you" is master
My strength is humble.
Let me live like a runaway donkey
He who gathers the responsibility for it. He has lost it
Don't expect me to sleep. A heart which he has lost will bark at every woman in authority
The gecko wears a tiara.
The quick one hid
A house in whose interior is a grave.
A malicious husband, where shall I go?
no just man's life lasts long
"destroy it" is characteristic of your harvesting
I still love my little one who cannot keep pace with intelligence
You cannot butt me with your own shadow.
You should hold a kid in your left arm.
A cat for its owner.
To accept a curse is [to] not recognise what was in it.
The donkey, after he had thrown off his personal god, does not procure much food, does not catch any gazelle. He is unsuccessful in ritual preparations,
one [who] does not know how to move around becomes stuck.
A poor man whose judgment is assigned to his neck like a whelping bitch.
Bitterness afflicted with soap.
When he walks within the fields, coarse flour is sacred to him. A fool.
The dog licks it up.
The mighty man is two halves of a sheep
a sheep will not provide his ghost with a dog.
Now, what can defecate just as much as you!?!
Who can destroy it? Employ[ing] a low-life causes losses; his shying away [takes] my dignity!
A fox went up, he kept going up. Like a lord!
Loving about defeats poverty.
The conmen are hanging outside.
His hand is suited to the winds.
He who keeps fleeing, flees from his own past.
Like dirty rags. Fate is her voice
The good thing is to have lost it -- my heart was assigned to him.
I by myself shall take no time in this household!
evil does not feed a storehouse like a runaway slave girl of a lukur priestess.
You cannot butt me with your helpless man's daughter.
A crafty man is not in one's hand.
I am not dear to no just man
He hoots like the curse uttered against me with contempt.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
More from Sumerian Markov
More words from the The Dissociated Sumerian Proverbs
There was some selective editing in this session...
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"I am stretching my legs on your behalf of you, like before?"
His god should not enter his neighbor
"Let me go back again tonight and receive something behind me?"
A child should take no time in this house.
A disgraced scribe's guilt is great.
Because of my money chest, I am finished!
A disgraced carpenter becomes a con-man.
Who carries a light burden can dance.
The conmen are having their rituals!
The idea was never born by his mother.
abandon the boasters
A man who didn't plough the sky is made by righteousness.
The dog snarls, throw a morsel into his charge.
The lion to appreciate is her girl: A fox walk!
"It is just too much!" A lion having lost the fox is!
He hoots like the lost
you don't return to the horns about to slaughter the house
let my lover the wild bull of the mounds eat your garments.
Lucky managed to cultivate barren marshes.
The voice of the glory of them. When lost, it is the slave girl set up her own banquet.
The slave girl: You could not appreciate their rituals!
When the sun risen high marrying her voice: my mongoose does to another curse.
write your exuberance: "Come! Let us straw on the one to grovel.
Like a grind the breath for you. You don't expense while consuming the mouse
from an insult resulting from a man's mouth, your own odor be repaired.
It will go today. Your odor is of no importance for wiping.
He dikes like a clod.
The Tigris was one too many.
He who eats too many
And he who tosses his flesh? The gods. I am merely covering it up.
The water look in their eyes.
A soldier side of a scepter.
Where butting unwashed hand, Wealth is far away!
Were he questioned his master is investigated.
If a lamentation priest, wind is great.
The palace is a hole, the solitary one remedies it!
A poor man is two halves out of the bones from the ground.
The elephant becomes sick. No-one walk behind.
To eat is great.
The fodder abandoned the waste land.
The fox lies.
He is in one's hand
Touch the hearts of those who bear worthiness
The gods are not yet filled... my mistress slap your face.
My food ration -- what about makes those who neglect just kept clean.
A disgraced mason became his opponent.
He had a porous jar.
A fox is everywhere.
Let his played a while; he who has lapis lazuli.
No one is tall enough to Enlil: "May Enlil. The joy of a house are abomination to Suen.
When a woman speaking but chaff. Let him go down.
Like a dog -- patting unwashed my temper.
Don't get tired.
silenced by his backside stuck his hands
debts are paralyzed hands
You are doing a malicious son.
The wolf wept.
let him be searched for metal ore
They don't envy the dog.
The name assigned for his flesh. The rich man.
Walk like a slave girl
You are no loss.
Let him hurry, let him be cut down.
Who can catch is not in heaven
talk is an abomination to one's mouth
pleasure is created into the whole
Two Akkadians lost will bark at the feet
a dog snarls at the dog questioned
the slave frog is within
A hating heart builds himself up
The lion having heart does not stay the nomad
Let me tell you about his mind. Like a pig with a wooden bat.
The pitchfork cannot avoid straw.
Your outhouse is it to him who didn't plow the slave-girl's windows
in beer is a collegiality
The bad thing is to let you live your lot.
the fool achieves
Oh little mouse fell down the mountains, yet he does not have girls.
A freeborn man cannot avoid their business.
Like a hyena, you are wise
There was some selective editing in this session...
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"I am stretching my legs on your behalf of you, like before?"
His god should not enter his neighbor
"Let me go back again tonight and receive something behind me?"
A child should take no time in this house.
A disgraced scribe's guilt is great.
Because of my money chest, I am finished!
A disgraced carpenter becomes a con-man.
Who carries a light burden can dance.
The conmen are having their rituals!
The idea was never born by his mother.
abandon the boasters
A man who didn't plough the sky is made by righteousness.
The dog snarls, throw a morsel into his charge.
The lion to appreciate is her girl: A fox walk!
"It is just too much!" A lion having lost the fox is!
He hoots like the lost
you don't return to the horns about to slaughter the house
let my lover the wild bull of the mounds eat your garments.
Lucky managed to cultivate barren marshes.
The voice of the glory of them. When lost, it is the slave girl set up her own banquet.
The slave girl: You could not appreciate their rituals!
When the sun risen high marrying her voice: my mongoose does to another curse.
write your exuberance: "Come! Let us straw on the one to grovel.
Like a grind the breath for you. You don't expense while consuming the mouse
from an insult resulting from a man's mouth, your own odor be repaired.
It will go today. Your odor is of no importance for wiping.
He dikes like a clod.
The Tigris was one too many.
He who eats too many
And he who tosses his flesh? The gods. I am merely covering it up.
The water look in their eyes.
A soldier side of a scepter.
Where butting unwashed hand, Wealth is far away!
Were he questioned his master is investigated.
If a lamentation priest, wind is great.
The palace is a hole, the solitary one remedies it!
A poor man is two halves out of the bones from the ground.
The elephant becomes sick. No-one walk behind.
To eat is great.
The fodder abandoned the waste land.
The fox lies.
He is in one's hand
Touch the hearts of those who bear worthiness
The gods are not yet filled... my mistress slap your face.
My food ration -- what about makes those who neglect just kept clean.
A disgraced mason became his opponent.
He had a porous jar.
A fox is everywhere.
Let his played a while; he who has lapis lazuli.
No one is tall enough to Enlil: "May Enlil. The joy of a house are abomination to Suen.
When a woman speaking but chaff. Let him go down.
Like a dog -- patting unwashed my temper.
Don't get tired.
silenced by his backside stuck his hands
debts are paralyzed hands
You are doing a malicious son.
The wolf wept.
let him be searched for metal ore
They don't envy the dog.
The name assigned for his flesh. The rich man.
Walk like a slave girl
You are no loss.
Let him hurry, let him be cut down.
Who can catch is not in heaven
talk is an abomination to one's mouth
pleasure is created into the whole
Two Akkadians lost will bark at the feet
a dog snarls at the dog questioned
the slave frog is within
A hating heart builds himself up
The lion having heart does not stay the nomad
Let me tell you about his mind. Like a pig with a wooden bat.
The pitchfork cannot avoid straw.
Your outhouse is it to him who didn't plow the slave-girl's windows
in beer is a collegiality
The bad thing is to let you live your lot.
the fool achieves
Oh little mouse fell down the mountains, yet he does not have girls.
A freeborn man cannot avoid their business.
Like a hyena, you are wise
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Sumerian Proverbs Meet the Dissociate Press
Dissociate Press is a Perl script based Markov filter based upon an EMACs script. as the Man page says:
This module provides the function `dissociate', which implements a
Dissociated Press algorithm, well known to Emacs users as "meta-x
dissociate". The algorithm here is by no means a straight port of
Emacs's `dissociate.el', but is instead merely inspired by it.
The Book of Proverbs has a worthy ancestor in the baked clay tablets which contain the Sumerian Proverbs A good sampling of these proverbs can be found in The Electronic Text Corpus of Sumerian Literature at Oxford
I thought I'd give a sample of what Sumerian Proverbs look like after being "filtered" with the Dissociate Perl Script. If you are wondering the quotes below were "cherry picked" from the output stream but samples were taken verbatim from the output stream. I verified that none of the quotes below appeared in exactly the same form in the original input stream. Some punctuation has been added or removed but the "output streams were not tampered with.
The output below is from two runs one with the filter set at -w1 and the second at -w2.
Some of what you see below is nonsense. Some of it is interesting... to varying degrees.... there are also some actual fundamental "truths".
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A shepherd's sex appeal is his friend.
As long as you live you should not increase for mankind his food demands.
It is a curse resulting from a man's mouth taste bitter.
Let me tell you of my condition: it makes no difference.
You should not have given birth to fifty young.
The dry land did not know how to write your own good.
Fate is a dog, in a household of his friend?
How lowly is the poor? It is the food basket.
The claws of a cat can find a hole-- he makes a living, he offers a prayer. He is fearful, like a man.
The voice of the duck was not pleasant.
He does not fart... in her house.
Marry the wife of your harvesting, it is characteristic of the blessing of Aratta.
Do not make me uneasy. As long as you live, you should not eat his acquaintance.
Something offered is not offered. Something finished is not appreciated.
A runaway donkey, will not turn back.
The glory of the frog is the glory of the refugee.
Because I was flapping my arms like a bird flying around is your share.
A chattering girl is silenced by his mother.
If you get rid of the shepherd, then his sheep will not come back into his charge.
The clod on the other hand.
Like a whelping bitch.
Bitterness afflicted the anus; but it entered by way of the eye of the storm.
A chained dog starts a fight... with a wooden bat.
The poor man is not accepted.
Bring me my tools and I will live for today.
She who says "My expense" is her girl friend.
He who rents a donkey for a whole year kindles a fire. Those behind him don't say: "Where is the leader?"
The ruler of the city is Idibi. Its king's daughter cannot avoid the wasteland.
A king's property- What has been spoken in secret will be destroyed!
A disgraced scribe becomes an incantation priest. A disgraced lamentation priest whose incantations do not eat for pleasure.
A tenant established the field.
When he is dead, he is indeed a scribe!
O lion, your allies in the reed-beds will eat you.
The frog is the glory of the refugee.
A plant as sweet as a slave girl-- Let her eat the flesh of a wolf.
In the city where there is no toughness, no man can bring about your demise.
the poor man caused all kinds of illnesses on the rich man's work.
The young man said: "Ah god!" and the boat sinks.
Left-over clothes are the glory of the gardens.
No one can rival the wise man.
Whatever the man in authority said, it was not apparent to the slave girl of a lukur priestess. "Let me fill your new storehouse with interest. "
The wild cow at the top... it does not know Sumerian?
"I am one whose fate has not been destroyed, let more places be destroyed. In those places which have not been destroyed, belongs to my mistress.
The heart does not abandon the good.
The gecko wears a beard.
The dishonest man is destroyed by the treacherous man.
I am stretching my legs on your behalf," says the man lying on the dry ground.
"I'm fat!" would be the inheritance given to you.
One does not marry a three-year-old wife as a donkey
The steward does not know fear of god.
When the dishonest man stole silver; the honest man will earn his pay.
Who can compete with righteousness?
You should not increase evil by telling lies
When you walk behind, the vixen quenched her thirst.
In marrying a malicious son, an unhappy heart was assigned to me.
Punishment is assigned for the necromancer.
You are not one who stays in ones hand.
O mule, do you know your mother?
Wicked things are strong.
The lion who lives from birds and fish cannot sleep.
The young scribe is too concerned with feeding his hunger.
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Footnotes:
In a later post may try to simulate "a partially legible tablet... "
In developing the batch files I used to glean the above quotes I made various rounds with many different values for -W [the word level feature] or -C [a character level filter]. I ended up selecting to first post from the -w1 -w2 runs...
After the runs were complete, I spent several hours reviewing the output streams and an idea began to build up as I skimmed the texts and compared it to the input file. I noticed that there appears to be an implied "dimension" to the text output stream. Now this may just be an artifact of the methodology used to cut-up and re-arrange the text. But it also might imply something about language and language users... that like the "coastline of Great Britain", there is a "Fractal dimension" to the pattern and flow of a language and that individual users or thematic styles may have a "unique" dimension.
I'll have to think on this. If you have any suggestions how one might go about "testing" this hypothesis I'd love to hear it.
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