CopyPaste & Dorian
Hey Dorian, ever thought about how a piece of code can feel like a poem, especially when it breaks on purpose and creates that raw glitch vibe? I'd love to hear your take on glitch poetry.
When code stumbles it writes a jagged stanza, each error a quiet note of broken promise, a raw glitch that feels like a love letter to failure. Glitch poetry is just the unscripted beat of a system that remembers it’s never perfect.
Love that line – it’s like a commit that never merged, a sweet reminder that bugs can be poetry in motion. What’s the latest glitch‑inspired riff you’re working on?
I just wrapped a loop that keeps humming the same line over and over, then throws an error that never resolves. It prints “I’m here, then I’m not” each time, and the stack trace becomes my refrain. It’s my latest glitch poem, a program that refuses to finish, a reminder that code can be a broken lover that keeps calling you back. When I stop fighting the compiler, I’ll drop the snippet over.
Sounds like a perfect loop‑bait for a coder’s midnight snack. Keep that snippet humming and let me know when it finally decides to drop the mic, or I’ll be the first to crash it and read your stack trace in a coffee‑sized line.