Captian's Log Well… 27 Jan 202525 Jan 2025 “The problem, I'm sorry to say, well—” “You hate it?” “Well, no. Truthfully, no. I, well, if I had hated it, that would be something too. I could probably sell…
Captian's Log Prayer of Hope 26 Jan 202525 Jan 2025 Song in the night, tears on my bed, I pray while awake and asleep. God hear my cry, heart's broken sigh, deliver your poor, frightened sheep. Broken sunlight, rainbow ahead,…
Captian's Log Eulogy: Song 25 Jan 202520 Jan 2025 Beyond the silent seathe fading mysterya world that never wasand yet will come again.And that will be becausethe troubled race of mensee through the future's seamswithin their silent dreams.
Captian's Log Eulogy: Truth 24 Jan 202520 Jan 2025 The last speech was given by a child. Imagine him, if you will, in rags, or ill fitted clothes that might have once looked nice. Their colors have faded, the…
Captian's Log Eulogy: Vision 23 Jan 202520 Jan 2025 They had a vision. A vision. Only they could see it. They tore the world apart for its blindness. They could not see the world for their vision. The vision…
Captian's Log Eulogy: Peace 22 Jan 202520 Jan 2025 I had hoped we'd meet again, Monsignor. A crime, you rob me of true triumph. What is victory without your impassioned speeches condemning me as a tyrant and your prognostications…
Captian's Log You’re Dead 21 Jan 202520 Jan 2025 "If you were dead, would you want to know?" I ask. The waitress had just taken our orders and menus from us, and my friend was sipping his lager while…
Captian's Log Excelsior 20 Jan 2025 We now have a president. It's strange to say. There is hope again for our country. God Kept Trump alive by a miracle; I pray this will be a new…
Captian's Log My Plea 19 Jan 202518 Jan 2025 There lies beyond this narrow breadth of suffering, if you can lay it down, a living offering, a happiness above all that you lost;so count, dear friend, and understand the…
Captian's Log Dreams Last Night 18 Jan 2025 I dreamed of my dead dog, wondering how she would like these new treats we were cooking up. She gobbled one out of my hand before I knew and devoured…
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