Captian's Log Getting Worse 21 Feb 202614 Feb 2026 Is it trauma when everyone is traumatized? I have been trying to understand The Turn of the Screw. Was it technically good? Yes. Frightening? Somewhat. But, I ask myself, what…
Captian's Log The Jungle 20 Feb 202614 Feb 2026 The tiger, bloody mouthed, drinks from the stream to cool his raging thirst. Already, flies are gathered there above the carcass, a buzzing cloud behind that tree. Soon, the smell…
Captian's Log Tomorrow Is Lent 17 Feb 2026 What a dearth I have fallen into. Exhaustion has robbed me of so much life. I hate working like this: Always too little rest, always leaning on that desperate energy…
Captian's Log The Dreams are Ended 15 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 I thought, just for a moment, that there was love. My fault; I forgot: What you were, what I was, that we're masks. Midnight came, and we ended with the…
Captian's Log Best to Pretend 13 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 Have you been dreaming? So softly, dreams come, visions broken in waking, shattered by a startling light. What violence the truth can bring. Best to close your eyes; keep them…
Captian's Log My Breast Your Grave 12 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 I try to find out where I broke my heart, which blow it was that did me in, but no pain or grief has slain my soul— I dwell upon…
Captian's Log Ran Round Its Years 8 Feb 202631 Jan 2026 He gazed at me with that irresistible grin, and I felt my heart break. "It's time," I said, watching the darkness growing in his eyes. The glass touchscreen felt like…
Captian's Log The Dreadful Thing 5 Feb 202631 Jan 2026 What avails you now that you have sold your soul? What more can I do? Can I undo what was done? Yes, yes I can. That is the dreadful thing.…
Captian's Log Hear the Call 1 Feb 202624 Jan 2026 So soft the sound which playsso light the tune I hearso strange the dream I dreamedso odd the vision here. I know I knew but what I knowI cannot now…
Captian's Log Deliver Us From Evil 25 Jan 202620 Jan 2026 What a horror haunted night I've spent. I speak of no nightmares nor bad dreams. I lay awake, hour upon hour passing, turning and tossing and begging God for relief.…
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