Captian's Log Poem: Murdering Light 14 Jul 2021 Please Read:Murdering Light At the rite of the wanning moon, we were silent,held back by fear under the grotesque masks we wore.They say the death of light must always be…
Captian's Log A Helpful Guide to Syncretism 25 May 2021 Seeing as I have a theological degree, I figure I should now and again provide helpful definitions of some of the more intricate theological terms we use in the biz:…
Captian's Log Poem: The Forgotten One 27 Apr 2021 I have forgotten.These cobwebs clinging to me . . .. . . this dark sepulcher . . . I have forgottenwhy I have been locked away,why I remain dead. I…
Captian's Log Poem: The Situation 23 Apr 2021 Who wants to know can never see under the apple tree, for only in a child's eyes can we forego disguise. Who wants to rise above the earth, in heaven…
Captian's Log Re: Dracula; A Poem 17 Apr 2021 Don't trust aristocrats in crumbling keeps:Regard his appetite and where he sleeps.Although his manners are quite debonair,Cold-hearted love is all he has to share.Unless you want yourself to be a…
Captian's Log The Giants Will Walk Again 12 Apr 2021 I came across a fallen man whose height must have been as the sky. His remains were of iron, and the old writings were on his chest. What was written,…
Captian's Log Short Poem: The Light 26 Jan 2021 The hills roll on into the distant haze,where everything goes on and on for days.This road I'm on is heading for the sun,and whether dawn or eventide I run.This heavy…
Captian's Log Soliloquy: Heartless Stone 8 Nov 2020 There stands the heartless stone atilt behind a weedy veil. The statue's artful form, eroded by some hundred years, still holds the shape of man. The countenance is wholly lost;…
Captian's Log Poem:The Way and Truth of Life 1 Oct 2020 There's a path that all men have to walk,but the way is much harder than talk.I know most find it simpler to mock.In this world, ever lost, here we findthat…
Captian's Log Short: Larry 14 Sep 2020 Feeling sick tonight. Here is a short entry. "I heard a noise." The man's panicked voice whispers harshly. Moaning, I ask, "What?" "I heard something." "I didn't hear anything." "Well,"…
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