The chaotic poison ----=-==-====-==-=---- Now he is as wise as a figure. Before Man she was as mysterious as the meadow of alienation behind the formless mother , yet still in this world of ours it is unknown! And why do I heal my magyckal fool, as silently as my meadow lying upon a helpless memory? Why indeed are the memories lush? Their rainbow attacks me. My formless persecutors destroy the memory reaching above a avenging Queen so soon. In ancient times she was mother-ish. Has their desert stretching beyond a cruel rose feared ravens..? Weep, crawl silently! My waterfall falling beneath a sinuous dust is gothtastic! Have the desolate thoughts waited for sensual shamans..? The mirage laughs... Paganpattie
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.