Captian's Log Caught in your Light 30 Sep 2024 O God, through this misery, be glorified.Through my pain, lead me nearer your throne.I am nothing, of no account.Dust swept up by a breeze.Soon, I fall back to earth. O…
Captian's Log Through Death 29 Sep 202428 Sep 2024 The shambling shapes are pressing nearand through their moans I seem to heara voice that is to me so dear.Thus swells in me a deeper fear. My love, my darling,…
Captian's Log The Placid Island of the Fourth Estate 28 Sep 2024 The thing was crawling down the street, its slimy trail, glistening on the cobblestones, shone brightly under the lamplight. It was one of the first to crawl out of the…
Captian's Log Forty-Two 27 Sep 2024 I have been thinking a lot about the number forty-two. There can be a whole heap of wisdom stored up in just a little bit of foolishness. Forty-two is the…
Captian's Log New Moon 26 Sep 2024 Bright star in the night,bright star, my delight,cannot you speak of the moon,your mistress moon adorned in gloom? Dust's son, tired earth,whom death called at birth,why ask of the moon,of…
Captian's Log Education’s Cost 25 Sep 2024 It's raining tonight. A soft sound, gentle, at my window. But the dreams are far, far away. Instead, there are the drums, mixing with the rain, drums perpetual still beating…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Second Chances 24 Sep 2024 Hey readers, I'm sick. Missed work and all that. Can barely form a sentence before falling back into a sort of listless dream. Here's something I wrote a while back.…
Captian's Log Lovesick and Alone 23 Sep 2024 He softly strummed the alien chords, filling the night with an eerie sound that was almost disharmony. I could not deny, though, that even here there was music, and so…
Captian's Log Escape 22 Sep 202421 Sep 2024 The scanty dancers seemed unconcerned with the looming clouds. There was music in the desert, and the heat had fled, though they were still sweating. Sweet and tender was evening…
Captian's Log Funeral for the Sun 21 Sep 2024 Sunset and rain, a silent walk, my reflection in the wet street. Cold, but I'm warm. The air is cold, but clean. The light is fading, and the streetlamps o'er…
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