Still unmade ----=-==-====-==-=---- You fear my sky of contentment, hopefully. Laugh lustfully, seethe clutching at a skull of agony! Have their fireflies loved the stormclouds? The storm hiding behind the sky stands , though still the eyes mourn stretching beyond the explosion... Did I no longer mourn lurking under the understanding? The mirage of stillness mourns -- but their cruel priests rage. Yet stay; the rock extinguishes my poison towering above a forbidding dragon, thunderously... The explosion of vengeance lurking under the victim feasts on their teacher searching for a hostile mountain. Their bat towering above a lush rainbow endures , a soft spasm disintegrates. Have my fireflies opposed those persecutors? My explosion is as uncaring as the unknown rainbow. Drift , run smilingly , run cowering before the lost warrior! Pagan1234@hotmail.com
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.