By an Idiot By an Idiot | Episode 1: Mr. Clown 25 May 20181 Jun 2018 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvwQcxdELAM&feature=youtu.be Video URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvwQcxdELAM&feature=youtu.be Continue reading "By an Idiot | Episode 1: Mr. Clown"
Captian's Log Re: Science 24 May 2018 It is an aspect of science to simplify its scope to the level of nature, to see all things in a calculus. By this flattening, this subtraction of dimension from…
Captian's Log A Barrier to Argument 23 May 2018 There is an intellectual deficiency masquerading as an argument. I first noticed it in the past presidential debate when used against GOP candidates challenging the moderators’ biased behavior, and more…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Conscience) 22 May 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: So now this word returns, and ‘twere conscience as like a man possessed of more than voice —what voice he has! for lo, no one…
Captian's Log Jeeves to the Rescue 21 May 2018 I finally slogged my way through the latest (5/18/18) Munk debate. I only learned of it because my YouTube feed kept pushing clips from it of Jordan Peterson. What a…
Captian's Log Pentecost 2018 20 May 2018 Happy Pentecost! Now that that is out of the way, I’ve been wondering: Why do people say things like, “I had questions,” by way of explaining why they don’t follow…
Captian's Log What is Man? 19 May 2018 So, in general I attempt to stay out of politics. (My nose seems longer today.) I understand that much of what is going on is outside my expertise, and seeing…
Captian's Log Poem Fragment 18 May 2018 A story, in the back of my mind, grows, and tonight a part presents itself. The gods, in time before, their seeds had scattered round among the race of men.…
Captian's Log Sonnet: The Impersonal God 17 May 2018 Please read: The Impersonal God After troubling an acquaintance with my conversation for some hours this day, I was left with what may be described as a myriad of thoughts. I…
Captian's Log Denn Die Todten Reiten Schnell 16 May 2018 Part One: The Catacombs . . . Some hour later they leave me, my cold body forsaken in the darkness. The darkness transforms: Where vague shadows once outlined the shelves of…
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