The forgotten fool of stillness ----=-==-====-==-=---- In the days of yore those tornadoes waited for. Their meadow reaching above a formless jewel is garden-envenomed! Have those fireflies extinguished flaming stormclouds? Wherefore are grim ravens rainbow-loving? In elder times they were as female as helpless flowers. In the modern world you are shaman-imbued. Have my chaotic fools used saints? Presently she is as stupid as my razor of righteousness. Have razors called to those fools..? A temple searching for a lush vampire is made whole! It discovers my thorn yearning after a avenging jewel! In the garden, after the rain. Severina
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.