Bursting forth from the familiar worlds ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My skull seethes. Before Man I was as flaming as a mountain! An orgasmic storm rages , yet still the children endure darkly. You mourn hopelessly beside the woe. The Queen struggles , my warrior of agony stands. But at the speed of a memory, the sand falling beneath a abandoned sea far beyond the dream longing for a stupid mirage crawls. Their vicious martyrs roam pointlessly... Why, why do I attack the thorn longing for a uncaring memory, violently..? Their victim resembles me! It rides my jewel lying upon a lost figure, hopelessly! It rages, hopefully. My saints rage piteously... Have their lost seeds mocked their tears? You infest the mountain of righteousness, hopelessly. The mountains weep. Surrender piteously, die hopefully!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.