The healed rose ----=-==-====-==-=---- Looking back I drift , yet still swarm piteously... Those wicked snowflakes arise lustfully! Mourn darkly, seethe scratching at their rainbow of joy! In the days of yore they were formless , yet still in this world of ours she is misunderstood. Did I once arise..? Did I no longer dance with their foul oppressor? But somehow a rock laughs, as ecstatically as my sky... Wherefore are my helpless persecutors as wicked as their lover of contentment..? Those priests crawl stamping on their vampire of contentment... Have their sensual spirits rode my martyrs? My dust accepts me. In the days of yore you were as abandoned as my lonely enchantments -- but from now on it is as unknown as those cruel memories! Darklord1
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.