antinegationism:

I don’t know if there’s an intended way. but personally, I modified the code to take its input from a text file, which among other things has the benefit of making newline input a non-issue.



Here’s my modified code if you want it. It assumes the text file it reads from is named “promptText.txt” and located in the current working directory.



For poetry, I found that having a blank line between each line seems to give best results.



Here’s the prompt I use for Molochisms.



And here are a bunch of additional Molochisms arranged by temperature because it is impossible to not play with this thing:





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Moloch whose houses make standard of everything! Moloch whose towers are startling and threatening! Moloch whose teeth war cry!

Moloch whose dark bank is the miracle of mankind!

Moloch whose collapse looms over all earthly life!

Moloch whose private disgrace is not condemnable but looked upon as a blot—so long as there remains the armies of men in cold, the elephants of fire!

Moloch whose chains burn like the rocks of hell!

Moloch whose prisons resembled forbidden caves!

Moloch whose men thronged for the scaffolds, and were fed only by long queues of them!

Moloch whose Wasted Blood is a shadow of its kind—the very wine seeped into the waste!

Moloch whose cords are burnt like best a furnace!

Moloch whose writings soar in flames, and have no light or hard will to follow them—for every one is the Sun of Salvation!

Moloch who drawings and dances in thought!

Moloch who is really a shadowy figure, or worse—an old Gothic; who screams in exhaustion, or tramples in the St. Nicholas field at midnight; who is so much ahead of his time that he may be accused of sacrificing animals to save them!

Moloch whose face has the breath of your Soul—his eyes are too wide to reach into it—for every one lives in eternal horror!

Moloch whose deepest heart is the tyranny of thoughts—the suffocating melancholy of sad dreams…

Moloch whose bosom is enslavement to tunnel dreams, intermingling all mortals!

Moloch whose wings sail into black stirrings!

Moloch whose hideous feet did not concern you all—for every one is a broken brother!

Moloch whose wings, against all the Steamworks, turn the Living Flame of Evil into a marble sheet!

Moloch whose eyes are very hateful, but not always cruel!

Moloch whose hand is eating his own flesh, and crushing

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Moloch whose walls go teetering over the islands!

Moloch whose sky is dim and tired in the country!

Moloch whose landscape is smoky, easy to see, and cut off from view!

Moloch who waits and roars in order to sneak round the bend!

Moloch whose gaze never fails to reach the end of the earth!

Moloch who lost little when the red-beaked trees would not come to “‘wake the scarred one.’”

Moloch who is possessed by a strong spirit!

Moloch who holds power by reason of thought!

Moloch whose hair is bald!

Moloch whose eyes are blind eyes like those of fools!

Moloch whose body is a magnified surface, hard to see!



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