Captian's Log Rough Draft: Hell of a Time 30 Jun 2025 How can the everlasting punishment of Hell be in accordance with Justice? The argument, as I imagine it, might follow these lines: Sins cannot merit eternal damnation because: α. Actions…
Captian's Log Again 15 Jun 202514 Jun 2025 "Again," came the voice from the darkness, and I tried again. "Again," he said when I fell. I rose and fell in the darkness. "Again." In the darkness, on my…
Captian's Log I Think So, Brain, but if We Covered Ourselves in Sackcloth and Ashes . . . 13 Jun 202513 Jun 2025 "Yes, but he's so bad at it." At least, that's how I remember the line going. It's been a hot minute since I watched a favorite childhood show, Invader Zim.…
Captian's Log So Small So Smaller Grow 3 May 20251 May 2025 Just as the little things, too little to be known, are what make up the whole of things, just so, no one can know. It can be felt, it can…
Captian's Log Myth and Allegory 1 May 202528 Apr 2025 No, allegory is allegory, and myth is myth. A myth can be an allegory, but a myth is not, in the totality, an allegory. The allegory, by its nature, has…
By an Idiot The GG 23 Apr 202519 Apr 2025 "It is a great skill," I declared to no one in particular, "to twist an argument on its head, and the present abundance of peace and tranquility, of which only…
Captian's Log Free thoughts on The Problem of Evil: 22 Apr 202519 Apr 2025 I owe the idea to a speech given by the late Nabeel Qureshi for which I have not the energy, or perhaps it is the interest, in finding again. To…
Captian's Log The Wonderland of Atheists 9 Apr 2025 What do we mean when we speak of God? I mean, when we use the word, what are we referencing? When the atheist says that he doesn't believe, in what…
Captian's Log Art’s Whispered Promise 9 Feb 20251 Feb 2025 It's as if, for a story to be a good story, it has to be eternal. Even things that seem almost terminally of their time can pass into the future…
Captian's Log A Koan of my Own 29 Jan 202525 Jan 2025 Unfortunately, the mirror is blocking your face, and if you could stop looking at yourself, you might find that elusive stranger walking about out in the world. You hold up…
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