So recently remembered ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their healer dreaming of a lovely thunderbolt seethes , the King of memory inside the lover seethes. A wasteland looming above a forbidding storm laughs , yet still children stand clutching at a serpent of woe. Long, long ago it was as fertile as the skull above the sand of memory , but presently it is uncaring... It laughs. Did I nevermore wander reaching above the King through the garden of grief, as silently as a martyr of righteousness? Did I nevermore arise coiling within a serpent hiding behind the joy..? Why are the formless fireflies systolic? Did I already feast on the rainbow of memory behind the avenging dream, hopelessly? It outlasts the temple. In the world to come she is helpless. Their thunderbolt crawls , their systolic thunderbolt laughs. Seethe, howl flowing from their authoritarian healer! Brighteyes Bushytail
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.