Ok, the best thing to do would be forward this on its anniversary, but I got 
bored and started looking at archives, and had a big log over this.

----- Original Message ----- 
From: derek Lane 
To: talk2 
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:38 AM
Subject: Re: The Talk2 List translations, year 3


True.
Now the chalange is for someone to take the same steps but with a different 
translation program.
Google is what I shall stick too, as that has been the way this bit has seemed 
to work.
However, sence you have been the first to respond, I shall now do the following:
original text:
DJTT is very cool and strange on my computer.
>From english to french and back again:
DJTT is very fresh and strange on my computer. 
  From english to spanish and back again:
  DJTT is very fresh and strange in my computer. 
  From english to Italian and back again: 
  DJTT is much disowned coolness and in my calculating. 

  from english to german and back again:
  DJTT is much expropriated coolness and in my computation. 


  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Tor Tollhag 
  To: talk2 
  Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:21 AM
  Subject: Re: The Talk2 List translations, year 3


  That is really messed up.
  The funniest thing I think is "the died women of the deadlocks", whoever they 
may be.
    ----- Original Message ----- 
    From: derek Lane 
    To: talk2 
    Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 4:15 PM
    Subject: The Talk2 List translations, year 3


    Ok people, this has been talk2's most borring summer, and thus, a bit that 
I started 2 years ago, which is still funny to this day in such times as these!
    props to google, of course.

    original text.
    written by Andre Louis

    braille needles that go up and down and as your hands go sideways, the 
needles are so sharp they stab you time and time again, and all you can do 
about it
    is wish, just wish they would stop.  The pain of the poison from the tips 
of each individual group of 8 dots is beginning to take it's toal on your 
system,
    and all you want to do is just shut down.
    Shut down and feel nothing more.  Ever again.  Nothing...
    And the world reclaims you like it should, the way it did before you were 
even thought of, and you are powerless to stop it, and you still continue to try
    and read the passage of the book, over and over again like a stuck record, 
because you know nothing else.  You've always known this is how it would end.
     Death by dots, death by you're own hand, literally.
    Each time you skim the line with your fingers more of the poison seaps into 
you and you get weaker and weaker still and yet you read until the last.
    Then, finally, you are gone.  Death or what you think is death, has 
reclaimed you, but it really isn't that at all.
    This is the same dream or rather, nightmare you have been having for months 
now, and you've no idea where it came from or why it continues to haunt you
    night after night, but it does, and what are you going to do about it?

    ***from german to english and back again:
    Braille needles, which go off on and and are during your hands laterally to 
go, the needles thus sharp, which they erstechen you time indicator time again, 
and everything you over it to do can is desire, fair desire, which they would 
stop.  The pain of the poison of the points of each individual group of 8 
points begin to take it are toal on your system, and everything, which you 
would like to do, is closed straight.  Nothing more close and believe.  At all 
again.  Nothing.  And you like the world recuperation it should, the way, which 
did it, before you were thought even on and you powerless are, it to stop and 
you still continue to try and read the passage of the book, over and over again 
like a clung recording, because you do not know anything otherwise.  You always 
knew that this is, as it would terminate.   Death by points, death by you are 
to possess hand literally.  Every time you slide the line with your fingers 
more that poison seaps into you and you weaker and weaker silence and receive 
nevertheless, reads you to last.  Then you are finally gone.  Death or which 
you think, death, has you is back-demanded, but it really at all is not.  Come 
of, did this is the same dream or rather, nightmare, which you had for months 
now, and you do not have an idea, which he or why he continues, you to frequent 
night after night, but he, and which you will do over it?

    ***from Italian to english and back again:
    Braille needles, than is extinguished over and and is during your hands 
laterally to go, of the needles the sharp therefore, than erstechen you time of 
the time pointer still and all over it to make can is desire, just desire, that 
they would arrest.  The pain of the poison of the points of every specific 
group of 8 points begins to take it is toal on your system and all, that you 
have intentional to make, straight it is closed.  Nothing finer and believes.  
At all still.  Nothing.  And appreciate the recovery that would have, the sense 
of the world, than it has made, before that there are even thinks to you over 
and powerless you are, it in order to arrest itself and still continued to try 
and to read the passage of the book, repeatedly still like a joined recording, 
because you do not know on the contrary null.  You have always known that this 
is, poichè would finish.   The dead women from the points, died from you are to 
possess the hand literally.  Every time that fairies to slide the line with 
yours more barrette that they poison seaps you and in Hush more weak person and 
more weak person you and receive however, them law to the last one.  Then at 
last you have gone.  Died or that thoughts, the dead women, have them 
behind-are demanded, but really at all it is not.  Come of, this is the same 
dream or rather, incubus, than hour you have had for the months and not to have 
an idea, than or because it continues, you to attend the night after the night, 
but he and that you will make over it?

    ***From english to spanish and back again:
    Needles of Braille, that excessive extinguished and and is during your 
hands laterally to go, of the needles the sharp therefore, that still you time 
of the indicator of the time and throughout to do can is desire, right desire, 
that it would arrest.  The pain the poison of the points of each specific group 
of 8 points begins to take it is toal in your system and everything, of which 
that you must intentional to do, rectum he is closed.  Nothing else fine and it 
creates.  In still all.  Nothing.  And to appreciate the recovery that it would 
have, the sense of the world, that he has done, before there is even thinks 
excessive you and impotent you are, stops to arrest himself and still continued 
trying and reading the passage of the book, in several occasions still like a 
united recording, because you do not know in the lack of opposite information.  
You have known whenever he is this, poichè you would finish.   The died women 
of the deadlocks, of you must have the hand literally.  Whenever that fairies 
to slip the line with yours more barrette than poison seaps you and in one more 
a weaker person of silence and one more a weaker person you and they receive 
them nevertheless, they law the last one.  Then in the last you have gone.  
Died or that is demanded the thoughts, the died women, has them behind, but 
really in all it is not.   Come from, this one is he himself dream or 
something, incubus, that hour that you have been them days old and not to have 
an idea, that or because it continues, you to take care of the night after the 
night, but he and that one you will do on him? 

    ***and finally, english to french and back again:
    The needles of Braille, this extinct excessive and and is during your hands 
laterally with going, of the needles the sharp thus, that always you period of 
the indicator of time and making everywhere can is desire, the desire of 
right-hand side, that it would stop.  The pain that the poison of the points of 
each specific group of 8 points starts to take it is toal in your system and 
all, of which that must intentional make you, rectum it is closed.  Nothing 
differently fine and it create.  In still all.  Nothing.  And to appreciate the 
re-establishment which it would have, the direction of the world, which it 
made, before there is even thinks that excessive you and impotent you are, of 
the stops to stop and the test always always continued and to read passage of 
the book, in several occasions like a linked recording, because you do not know 
in the lack of opposite information.  You knew all the times that it is this, 
poichè which you would finish.   The dead women of the dead ends, of you must 
have the hand literally.  All times that the this fairies to slip the line with 
yours more bar than of the seaps of poison you and in more a weaker person of 
silence and more one person weaker you and they receive them nevertheless, they 
last law.  Then the end you entered.  Died or that is required the thoughts, 
women died, A behind, but really in all it is not.   Come from, this one is him 
itself dreams or something, the burden, which hour that you were they days and 
not to have an idea, that or because it continues, you to take care of the 
night after the night, but him and that one which you will make on him?
    (note, what's with the question mark?  Ah well, that's how it came out...)

Reply via email to