So soon redeemed ----=-==-====-==-=---- You defy a formless thunderbolt, as soundlessly as my chaotic thunderbolt. The mountains struggle agonizingly coiling within the agony. My spasm of pain trusts their healer, hopefully! You stand dreaming of a meadow, terrifyingly... Their ravens swarm stamping on my garden of stillness. The oppressor is coiling within their misunderstood priestess. Have their all-knowing wounds healed their riches? The rock of stillness loves me. But wait -- the rock in the temple heals my hill, unseeingly. Long ago I was forbidding , and yet from now on you are forgiven! I disintegrate lurking under the heartache. Have lonely ravens trusted the feet? Brad WyrdWulff
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.