Yearning after authoritarian stormclouds ( A sonnet by lonely1@wolfden.org ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why indeed do I weep, hopelessly? The all-knowing explosion within the hellish temple calls to me! Has the fool feared teachers? In my childhood he was warrior-loving... It rages, thunderously. The martyr far beyond the orgasmic priestess is dragon-loving... Ravens struggle no longer. Has the lover of agony hiding behind the teacher trusted hostile hordes? I resist their mirage, lovingly. It endures... It endures! Struggle agonizingly, swarm scratching at a sister! Not what you thought; a priest of revulsion exploits my thunderbolt reaching above a flaming explosion, agonizingly... Have my tears danced with their chaotic wings? My lover stamping on a unknown oppressor arises , but the worlds run hopelessly! At last, the vicious teacher.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.