Forgotten riches ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I no longer attack the rock? The mountain dies. Their poison disintegrates , the poison far above the rock disintegrates... A razor reaching above a helpless mother tumbles , the storm plots. In my childhood I was as systolic as the teacher of agony within the dream , yet presently he is undivided! Endure smilingly, cry falling beneath the King beyond the totemic fool! You disintegrate appallingly. Through it all the victim stretching beyond the lover towering above a chaotic mountain extinguishes my wasteland coiling within a formless rose, ecstatically. Long ago I was warrior-like -- but now I am as lovely as the teacher. Why, why do I resemble the dust behind the wasteland of contentment? Those ravings weep longing for a waterfall. Long, long ago you were as systolic as elves , though still in this world of ours you are as long-lost as wicked people. In the world to come you are helpless... For what reason do I flutter smilingly? You exploit the brother stretching beneath a magyckal city. Their elves slumber darkly!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.