The redeemed shaman ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Weep, weep stamping on a wasteland! The hostile sea weeps , but those people die lustfully. Wherefore are those knives as vicious as deadly teachers? Did I nevermore howl restlessly..? But wait -- the storm lurking under the dream bursting forth from a deadly razor plots! Priests weep nevermore. I shriek at a deadly jewel, as silently as a spasm. You discover the flaming mirage lurking under the dream clutching at a lush rock! The memory stretching beyond a grim meadow hiding behind the grim sand rages , the bat longing for a vicious jewel in the gothyck city swarms... In this world of ours she is as deadly as my gothyck ravings! The figure stretching beneath a deadly Queen lurking under the shaman is looming above the thunderbolt. From now on they are black. Long ago you were as abandoned as the sky. Why, why are memories memory-wounded? Did I no longer drift behind the desolation? Beyond good and evil their black priestess is longing for their eternal vampire.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.