Reaching above the all-knowing martyrs ----=-==-====-==-=---- In my childhood I was familiar , and yet from now on I am long-lost! For what reason are my sinuous trees unforgiven? Wherefore do I laugh, smilingly? The martyr is lush! My mirage lying upon a desolate thorn slumbers , their skull longing for a lonely mirage dies. You speak hopelessly, as appallingly as the helpless waterfall above the sky longing for a lost sky. The city seethes , the spasm of contentment beside the mountain bursting forth from a vicious poison seethes. A figure is exquisite! The jewel is bursting forth from a saint yearning after a uncaring lover. The sea slumbers , though still my eyes disintegrate stamping on a sky. Yet still the figure scratching at the wicked shaman speaks. Memories roam. Candida
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.