Christian Bok

16 Oct

Christian Bok is attempting to do something very adventurous in bringing poetry and microbiology

Previously scientists have used bacteria to store messages

In 2003 a group of scientist managed encoding the song “It’s a small world” into bacteria.

They even monitored the bacteria to see if the song mutated but it stayed the same even after 100 bacteria generations(which in some bacteria can be anything from 20minutes to 24 hours)

The intentions of the scientists is simply to find a new method of storing data. The scientist are mostly working with the bacteria “Deinococcus radiodurans”, a bacteria that has been tested as the most resilient form of bacteria known to human beings. With hopes of storing data a timeless action, to literally have data that would live forever(or a very very long time)

But what christian bok is trying to do is not only code a poem into bacteria but he also want it to reply.

Bok has actually carried out his experiment on the bacteria E. Coli and it received amazing reltus.

His poem which starts with “any style of life” got a reply of “the faery is rosy”.
He also intends to utilize the “Deinococcus radiodurans” bacteria initial testing is complete.

Its like talking to the bacteria.

I can’t help but envision a future where we can literally talk to a heart, or maybe ask whats wrong with it.

It seems to be a project that will take some time but the result should be worth the time.

 

Ron Silliman’s views on the project: http://ronsilliman.blogspot.ca/2011/05/deinococcus-radiodurans-future-of.html

Progress

16 Oct

Things figured out:

  • Must approve of comment before it gets seen
  • Figured out how to change appearance
  • Activated RSS Feed

Drunk Driving Public Service Announcement (Ad)

4 Oct

I got this in an e-mail

I guess it is a chain letter people send around

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead. 

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet..

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn’t see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
“The other guy is drunk,” Mom,
And now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mom….
I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon..

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn’t think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put “GOOD BOY ” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

This ad had a pattern almost every first and third line ending with “Mom”

Searching….

3 Oct

Its not that easy to find poem blogs

 

found lots of individual poem posts got to spend some time on this

EAC601YA.GESY.20123 – Creating Vision: Using Technology to Make Poetry

3 Oct

Blog created

Now I wonder how to find other blogs