Captian's Log Poem: On Passing a Homeless Madman Sitting on the Curb 12 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 Please Read: On passing a Homeless Madman Sitting on the Curb https://taletold.wordpress.com/poems-2/on-passing-a-homeless-madman-sitting-on-the-curb/
Captian's Log 90° From Reality 11 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 What monsters lurk in the worlds beyond our perception, what red devils can compare to the things that I have not seen—no, I have not seen them, not the whole,…
Captian's Log Complications 10 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 There can be complications with turning yourself into a moose, the loss of opposable thumbs and ability to speak among them. The antlers were a plus; but you can't type…
Captian's Log If Sci-Fi 9 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 He leaned toward Sheila, and she leaned toward him. Their eyes closed as their lips puckered. He could feel the warmth of her skin as they drew closer. Then, the…
Captian's Log If Thriller 8 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 He leaned toward Sheila, and she leaned toward him. Their eyes closed as their lips puckered. He could feel the warmth of her skin as they drew closer. Then, the…
Captian's Log If Romance 7 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 He leaned toward Sheila, and she leaned toward him. Their eyes closed as their lips puckered. He could feel the warmth of her skin as they drew closer. Then, the…
Captian's Log If Horror 6 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 He leaned toward Sheila, and she leaned toward him. Their eyes closed as their lips puckered. He could feel the warmth of her skin as they drew closer. Then, the…
Captian's Log Consumed 5 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 "What is it in men that we fall in love with gold, with this cold, glittering stone? I could feel it drawing me, seducing me… "What a strange pattern we…
Captian's Log The Hierarchy of Heaven 4 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 I'm a fan of Michael Jones' ministry, Inspiring Philosophy. I want to say that out front. On my second day of blogging, I linked to one of his videos. That…
Captian's Log Through the Desert 3 Jun 202330 May 2023 The zombie followed me through the desert, over the dunes and sands. Through the cold night when heaven glittered with uncountable stars and on and after me, relentless, through harsh…
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