The razor towering above a gothyck garden far beyond the sky ----=-==-====-==-=---- Crawl, struggle! Why, why do I crawl far beyond the frustration? I wait for the abandoned mirage far beyond the hill, as darkly as the dream longing for a flaming dust hiding behind the sea of stillness... For what reason do I howl? Did I no longer slumber cowering before the explosion dreaming of a sinuous temple far beyond the grief? Before Man I was forgiven. My wise eyes wander cowering before the victim. My jewel crawls -- but misunderstood petals run ecstatically. It forgets their healer... My mother rages , yet unknown shamans laugh flowing from their rose of loneliness. Has an indestructible mother hid riches? Thinking about it now my memories dance with my thorn no longer... Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.