Captian's Log Just Evil 9 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 Staring into his face, I ask, "Where did I go wrong?" He pulls at the chains binding him, growling and frothing. Then, as I stare into his eyes, I finally…
Captian's Log Arguing About Porn 5 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 Porn is, by its nature, an abuse of sex, a technological simulacrum of what should be a deep connection with another human being, a dance of heaven and earth turned…
Captian's Log The Right to Commit Murder 4 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 When the ghosts of the silenced speak,when the shadow of the aborted rise over uswill we find our way out of that darkness? Who will save us when we call?If…
Captian's Log Suicide of Freedom 1 Nov 202529 Oct 2025 Saw this meme and flipped my lid. And my continuing problems with Libertarian philosophy are: 1. No accounting for the history behind things 2. No accounting for anthropology 3. No concept of…
Captian's Log With Fire 30 Oct 202528 Oct 2025 She shivered, stepping away from the dance. Goosebumps covered her otherwise naked flesh. It had not been what she thought. She felt so—what was the word?—empty. "You sold your soul,"…
Captian's Log Into the Pot 26 Oct 202525 Oct 2025 At her cauldron, swiftly stirring,cackling while oft referringto each item on the pageor quickly glancing at the cagewhere the tears have long been wept;no hope, only sad doom expectthose infants…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Death 25 Oct 202524 Oct 2025 The love nest was dark but smelled of passion. Her perfume filled his nose as he stepped through the door. "Honey," he said, kicking off his shoes. There was no…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Love 24 Oct 2025 Unlocking the door, she undid the latch. Sighing, the young woman grabbed her shopping bags and shouldered her way in. It was a little dance she did coming home alone,…
Captian's Log Canvas White 23 Oct 202522 Oct 2025 The hammer falls, and the stake enters the soft flesh. Blood is flying from the wound. Again, the hammer, the stake drives deeper still, and the blood rushes out. I…
Captian's Log Canvas White 22 Oct 2025 Would I not cling to life as desperately? Does every crime he commit drag him deeper into Hell and every sunset spring him from a darker pit? Can I condemn…
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