Captian's Log Food for a Fallen God Thought 28 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 Tell me something, monsieur,Tell me something, my friend,Tell me, then, what you have done to your soul? What have you traded or bought, what was worth the light that was…
Captian's Log Windmill 26 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 My weary arms refused to lift themselves again and hung dangling at my sides. He seemed to be faring little better. A river of blood came from his nose, and…
Captian's Log The Matrix of What’s Not 25 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 Neither the future nor the past is any indication of the matrix of what's not, this precious shadow of the now. So many things, so much more than we can…
Captian's Log “I’m Increasing Your Medication” 24 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 "Even a worm will turn, mon ami." "Ah yes, but a worm is an animal." "And what are you, you enlightened son of a dog?" "I don't think . . . if you're just…
Captian's Log Dreams Upon the Sea 23 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 Upon the sea of dream I, a castaway, clinging to driftwood, watched the rising sun. I did not think I'd live to see again that light. Every last tear shed…
Captian's Log Night’s Traveler 22 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 The burning flame along the road, the faces of weary men, and I must travel on. My yellow lantern's glow shows hardly the next step, but the next step is…
Captian's Log A Different Choice 21 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 Take my hand, if you can.And though I doubt, I'm reaching outbecause I see what you can be;we all can live if you forgive. I admit I am aboveThat fact…
Captian's Log The Dying Noise 19 Sep 202517 Sep 2025 What is true today, this moment? Where is the dead voice of the truth? Nobody hears, if we shout loud enough, and we are shouting. No silence, no thought. No…
Captian's Log Rest Is in the Grave 17 Sep 202513 Sep 2025 How weary you are. How time has torn at you. Still, I look in your eyes, there is some life there, light like stars. You will keep fighting, I think,…
Captian's Log Between the Heavens and the Seas 16 Sep 202513 Sep 2025 Stop. I long to stop. To rest. To be stopped. Is there not a… I am, am I? Then why can't I, through all my tears and prayers, stop what…
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