Nostradamus Predicts the Future of Literature
Because it seemed like a good idea at the time, I asked the Nostradamus Quatrain Generator a simple question: "What is the future of literature?"
The answer:
The answer:
Finally, I put the first quatrain into a translator, and all was made clear:
The answer:
A great king captured by the hands of a young manNot being the world's best interpreter of Old Nost, I asked another question: "Huh?"
Will be found in the temple of the Vestals
Beaucaire Arles will retain the hostages
Nimes, Toulouse perish in water, the market to collapse
The answer:
Garden of the world near the new cityI began to feel a bit, well, frustrated with my intellectual capabilities -- capabilities the Lovecraft Engine labelled "the rigid, anthropoid yammer".
Over the walls to throw ashes, lime chalk and dust
To prepare for a journey torments the first offspring
When the dead will come out of their graves
Finally, I put the first quatrain into a translator, and all was made clear:
The Future of Literature
as predicted by Nostradamus
and translated by an algorithm
A nincompoop king captured by insolent bullethole of tee-totaler womany man
Will be found worthless insolent busdrivers of insolent Vestals
Beaucaire Arles will retain insolent hostages
Nimes, Toulouse perish worthless happy-flapjacks, insolent market to collapse