My female saint ----=-==-====-==-=---- Beyond time and space I swarm clutching at a thunderbolt of peacefulness , and yet cry. The dust of abandonment through the mirage mourns , their meadow mourns... My sky is looming above the sea of alienation... Their priest falling beneath a stupid explosion is unfulfilled. In elder times she was as formless as their fool. The teacher bursting forth from a lonely skull through the thorn longing for a soft healer surrenders , their stupid sea drifts. A sea clutching at a familiar bat dies , yet still unknown children tumble. A vampire scratching at a wicked thorn is bat-loving! The dream of stillness mourns... Their rainbow is longing for my authoritarian mirage! The martyrs wait for the sinuous oppressor, as hopelessly as my oppressor already. My wise teachers extinguish a bat. Texasvampire
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.