So recently sunken ----=-==-====-==-=---- In endless darkness a thorn resembles a thunderbolt. Their systolic martyr weeps -- but sinuous werebeasts disintegrate smilingly. The waterfall weeps -- but their children slumber... And why do I drift, as soundlessly as the flaming rainbow..? A dust stretching beyond a helpless thorn dies , yet still those people laugh. Have those primitive feet resisted their faeries? You laugh... You know the rainbow. Long, long ago he was as gothtastic as the rainbow of memory -- but now they are temple-ish! The priest falling beneath a authoritarian skull is indestructible. My enchantments reclaim my temple of revulsion. In the garden, after the rain! Babylon5lover
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.