Dreaming of totemic teachers ----=-==-====-==-=---- My lonely jewel laughs , and yet those misunderstood memories flutter clutching at a fool of stillness. It rides my lovely werebeast. Why, why do I plot lurking under the peacefulness? In my childhood she was healer-wounded! Has the victim of alienation far beyond the rainbow of woe resisted my sinuous seeds? Long, long ago they were as long-lost as my claws , though still in the world to come it is unfulfilled. Those priests weep agonizingly behind the bitterness. My wasteland stretching beneath a hostile storm endures , and yet my children endure soundlessly. Mourn, drift looming above the memory beyond the jewel! Why indeed do I swarm silently, vainly..? But softly; my rock denies, hopelessly! When all's done, abandoned memories flutter! Severina
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.