Captian's Log Born Blind 3 Nov 20242 Nov 2024 The devil's cunning, don't you know,and takes you where you would not go.Reason falls before his lies;makes ill seem good unto the eyes.So wisemen fall and simple rise;the blindman sees…
Captian's Log Please Read: Brother 9 Oct 2024 Please Read: BrotherI'm pleased to announce that my short story, Brother, is now live on the Futurist Letters. I'd really appreciate it if you'd go read it and share it…
Captian's Log Genesis 1 Sep 202431 Aug 2024 A serpent's kiss and gentle grinhas led us into sin,and how we miss our garden homeas we in deserts roam. Behind my walls in city grandI have escaped God's hand,yet…
Captian's Log Tears of God 10 Jan 20247 Jan 2024 How gentle is the river now,how slow and calm he seems,and yet 'twas just an hour sincethe banks were full of screams. An hour since a life he tookdown to…
Captian's Log I Saw 14 Dec 2023 I saw, all in a moment, not what was, but in a sense, what ought to be. I should, if I were more sensible—perhaps I should have wept or laughed,…
Captian's Log The Hierarchy of Heaven 4 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 I'm a fan of Michael Jones' ministry, Inspiring Philosophy. I want to say that out front. On my second day of blogging, I linked to one of his videos. That…
Captian's Log Quack Quack 21 May 202320 May 2023 There is an old saying that if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it's a duck. Imagine, if you would, that…
Captian's Log Black and White and Red All Over 20 Mar 20232 Apr 2024 The sky had been an oppressive white. The day, a suffocating overcast, was only the latest in a long series as cold winter wearied under spring's amorous entreaties. Eventually, even…
Captian's Log Semantics in Babel 30 Aug 2022 One of the pieces of evidence I might proffer as to why we live in Babel is that semantics is a derogatory term, is treated as a fallacy, so that…
Captian's Log Musings on the Cross of Christ 3 Aug 2022 I thank God for the cross. This instrument of torture is one of the greatest comforts to me. Every day I consider Christ's crucifixion. In the wilderness, Israel looked up…
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