Captian's Log On Two Kinds of Death 2 Jul 2025 The staccato scratch of the silent sweeper's bouncing broom—I was watching the man as he worked, pushing the eclectic debris into a pile—was like music. A soft sound, one of…
Captian's Log Reflections on These Little Gods 26 Dec 2020 On the road and caffeinated, sailing by the cloudy sea of heaven, I pause in wonder at the beauty of these passing, formless things. Here some are dark; others a…
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