Free The Lost Blogs by Paul Davidson

a good subject?
    What should I write here? What words would you want to see? What words could I place here that would keep you coming back
     for more discourse? Do I have the courage or motivation to make such ideas a reality?
    What knowledge do the answers to those questions give you? Do you know less than you knew before you read them? Do you, indeed,
     know nothing about anything?
    What should I write here?
    Should I write something you want to read? Or, in fact, if I wrote something that you wanted to read, would you want to read
     it any longer? If I wrote something that you didn’t want to read, would you want to read it more?
    Are you still reading? Why are you still reading?
    If you are reading to learn more, why do you want to learn more? And if you want to learn more simply to be more learned,
     then why do you want to be more learned? Is this something that will give you virtue? Courage? What is virtue? What is courage?
    Why am I asking you these questions?
    Do you think I am asking you these questions to find the answers? Or am I asking these questions to find out what are not
     the answers? Do you want to know the answers? If you do, why do you feel the need to know everything? And if you feel as though
     knowing everything makes you complete, why do you feel the need to be complete?
    Should this entry be complete? Or should it simply end without w—
    Did you see what I did there? I pretended like I was going to end the post but I didn’t. How did that make you feel? Did you
     feel as though you were cheated? Did that make you mad? If so. why did that make you mad? And if it made you mad because you
     don’t like being cheated, why is that?
    You can give me your answers here .
    (There are 6,542 more questions available for you to answer here (Pt 1) and here (Pt 2).

From: http://www.edwardjohnsmith.com/shipslog/
    Subject: Retirement!
    It’s finally here—my last voyage as Captain of a vessel before I retire and leave the high seas behind. As you most likely
     are aware, I will be at the helm for the maiden voyage of the RMS
Titanic
—which will leave England on April 10 on its way to New York City.
    I am so excited!!! This is going to be so much fun!
    Yesterday evening, my friends and family gathered to see me off on this major milestone and wouldn’t you guess—they made up
     a simply embarrassing shirt for me to wear in my off-hours. An obvious joke, and referencing the time while I was captaining the
Germanic
in 1899 when my ship capsized due to ice accumulations—they handed me a shirt with what appears to be a huge iceberg on it.
     I tried it on and we laughed for hours at how obscure such a situation was! Once in a lifetime, I guess.
    Some of our family friends crafted a song that was simply inspired—it was called Edward “Full Speed Ahead” Smith and made
     fun of the time when I was in charge of the
Olympic
—when it was damaged during a collision with another ship named the HMS
Hawke
. It was lyrically humorous and sung to the tune of “Old McDonald”:
    Edward John Smith had a ship
,
    Uh oh, oh my God
.
    And on that ship, he had some people
,
    Uh oh, oh my God
.
    With a boom crash here, And a crash boom there
,
    Here a leak, there a leak, everywhere a wet leak!
    Edward John Smith crashed his ship
,
    Uh oh, oh my God!
    Haha—they are so funny. You can hear us singing the song here .
    As always, when the night ended, and all the jokes about my previous accidents were left behind as silly little memories—we
     all shared a moment and they wished me well. It was, to say the least, a wonderful evening before this monumental journey
     I am about to undertake.
    Fortunately, retirement will be here before I know it. I can’t wait!!

From: http://www.darwin.com/blog/
    Subject: The Mother-in-Law
    All God-fearing men find that there are some things more fearful than the wrath of the Almighty—which this poor soul found
     out two fortnights ago upon meeting for the first time my beloved’s