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A short story, adapted from a future work from Apellus. It was a gloomy day - an average one by most accounts for this time of year. Yet that did not discourage the

Where shall I begin? Locally? Where else could we even consider? If our locality isn't handled, then there is no use in going beyond that scope, practicality. There isn't any sense in fixing

Ichabod, the priest Eli's grandson and the name of Phinehas' son in the book of 1 Samuel, means "no glory" or, alternatively, "the glory hath departed."

"Men may not be great of themselves, but their words, proceeding from the systems they follow, make them so..."

I've recently attempted some endeavors which involved nonfiction writing. My purpose in this is primarily to learn, and secondarily to organize and state my thoughts. I'm no wise sage or speaker of profound

In this post, I will be outlining a particular set of qualities or abilities which I would like to posses, and furthermore, propose them as the set which would qualify an individual to

Once upon a time, there was a little puppy. One morning the puppy woke up, took a big stretch with a satisfying yawn, and started to walk.

The return of Roundup Saturday (one day late) after a long hiatus has the US-China trade war, US political maneuvers, Big Tech news, and boxing speed bags...

"In high school, we used to choke each other out...and then the cheerleaders wanted to get choked out..." "Where did you go to school!?"

The Google cannot help itself: it has ignored its own former motto of "Don't Be Evil", and mistaken "untrustworthy interference" for "public good". Abandon it in toto.

Monologue given on July 7th to the esteemed members of the Positive Perspectives Book Club.

Vince slept restlessly, but eventually awoke before dawn to observe the meeting of the elders. After a brief morning ritual of cleanliness, Vince left his abode and still asleep wife. A figure, just

Combine an early-morning park patrol with a born narrator for the most compelling, edge-of-your-safari-seat viewing from the waterhole this year…

The breeze sung through the shade trees, intentionally isolated from the nearby forest. Vince spoke with another villager in a field bordering the village. “You see, if we put the well here, it