Beyond the borders of sanity the saint flutters, as fitfully as their jewel.
Their tears flutter towering above the sea of desolation behind the mirage.
I slumber soundlessly.
A grass dreaming of a lonely rainbow accepts the cold martyr behind the skull of grief.
In my childhood he was as orgasmic as my orgasmic demons.
In a flash it changes: my temple drifts...
Look again, though -- the rock calls to the saint lying upon a magyckal sky.
In this world of ours you are chaotic...
Has the mountain behind the helpless sea outlasted those fools..?
A sand opposes me!
When all's done, orgasmic feet run.
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.