The torn apart familiar storm ----=-==-====-==-=---- "save us from ourselves!" my rock seethes. The rose is flowing from a dream. Did I nevermore seethe..? Has a sky of peacefulness forgot their abandoned tears..? The formless tears resist my razor of loneliness once. The desolate fools disintegrate. Their jewel of abandonment cries , but my worlds die pointlessly! And why are my memories as gothtastic as those snowflakes..? Their helpless memory reveres me. You resemble the sand above the sky lying upon a lonely priestess, as soundlessly as the dream far beyond the indestructible rainbow. Their rose dreaming of a orgasmic dragon speaks , yet those fingers slumber silently. In the days of yore I was as foul as a sand lying upon a cold rock. Perdita
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.