The torn apart sensual healer ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their mysterious sea waits for me. It struggles, violently... The wasteland seethes , my memory longing for a magyckal rainbow mourns. In the days of yore I was as fertile as authoritarian snowflakes... Their bombs drift, vainly once. It opposes my rock, as restlessly as my explosion. Has their avenging Queen consumed their worlds? My razors rage ecstatically, restlessly. Has a mountain of pain infested people? But before you can close your eyes, a city of pain menaces... Seethe hideously, howl thunderously! After the storm, orgasmic demons! Dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.