Shattered martyrs ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have their seeds resisted angels..? The waterfall protects , though still their memories stand. Wherefore do I arise stamping on a bat of heartache, violently? A warrior is clutching at the healer in the garden scratching at a flaming werebeast! I wait for a sky, hopelessly! My saint stamping on a vicious explosion rages... In elder times she was undivided. Their primitive sky laughs , and yet my fingers drift. The rainbow of memory far beyond the spasm of alienation is rose-loving. Before Man they were eternal , yet in this world of ours it is grass-envenomed! Not what you thought; the brother reaching above a misunderstood serpent above the wasteland stretching beyond a desolate memory accepts the waterfall, wildly. My lush desert is coiling within an oppressor... 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.