Captian's Log Poem: On and On 30 Apr 2020 In the light, we could see what we must remember; In this darkness we’re blind but we cannot forget. Is there not in our hands still some truth? an ember?…
Captian's Log Poem: I Stopped 29 Apr 2020 Please Read: I Stopped So, I've been enjoying the Romantics, one of my early loves in literature. At a young age, I remember doing a project of Wordsworth, an introduction…
Captian's Log Poem: Serpent’s Hour 28 Apr 2020 Oh that serpent’s long, and coiled form, which there I spy in yonder storm, twisting in its damn-ed sleep now rising from the deep —soon to rest again— will pass…
Captian's Log What Hides Within the Swamp? 27 Apr 202027 Apr 2020 In murky, brackish pits, shadowed by drooping trees, there slithers in the mud what never man may see, or else, too late, the water breaks, and then it’s death which…
Captian's Log Ramblings Regarding Genesis 1 26 Apr 2020 I was reading the opening of Genesis this morning, and I realized something I had never noticed before, the refrain of separation, of distinction. God creates the light, and He…
Top Ten Books Agonson’s Top Ten | Runner Up: Ecclesiastes 25 Apr 2020 When formulating this list, there were many runners up which failed to be either internalized into my character or to be truly great. However, each of these I would heartily…
Captian's Log Poem: Unheard Song 24 Apr 2020 “The Monster!” they shout with their torches held high invading the night with that hoarse, bitter cry, but shadows, always they will welcome a friend. So darkness, my troubles, will…
Captian's Log Thoughts on Plato’s Republic 23 Apr 2020 Due to the Corona Panic, I have had more time on my hands than usual, and I have been finishing up something I started many moons ago, Plato’s Republic. I…
Captian's Log Reflections on C. S. Lewis Quotes 22 Apr 202022 Apr 2020 . . . you cannot go on ‘explaining away’ for ever: you will find that you have explained explanation itself away. You cannot go on ‘seeing through things for ever.…
Captian's Log Babel 2.1 21 Apr 2020 I am alone it seems. A few months ago, I received an email which was pure babble to me. I had a bit of a laugh, a frustrated laugh. It…
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