DL's Media/Reviews

• The Last Stitch – “I cannot lift my head. My heart is so heavy it's pulling my entire body down. Jacob, oh Jacob my dear friend. You took ill on a winter’s night and by cold sunrise you had gone. How could The Lord take someone so young? The surgeon took you below. The priest performed last rights just seconds before the almighty came for you. You are in heaven now and I hope heaven is as blue as the pacific and the sands are as white as the light cast by Yahweh himself. I only know that you did not come to totter nor hypocrisy but I fear you died in vein. Jacob my friend, I can feel it. You are with God, your brother Isaiah and your Mother. Maybe my Father is shaking his head at you now the way he used to when we were just boys. Those days seemed to last forever and ever. I tried turning the hands on the clock back but nothing happened. I prayed for The Lord to take my soul, but nothing happened. You must be dead though, you have to be. The last stitch, it has gone through your nose. If you were still alive you would have jumped or punched someone in the face, but you didn't. You just stayed still. You are no longer alive and inside I am dead. My heart is empty. Goodbye my friend. I’ll miss you.”

​

•  She Is Missing Me – “There is no way to write home when onboard a ship. I think about my Mother a lot, being alone without my Father there to yell at.”

​

•  The Might Of The Ocean - Oh the might of the ocean. Oh the might of the ocean! Wow for the earth and for the sea. Wow for those that do not know the ropes that be and wow to thee that hath no faith in me.

​

• The Last Stitch Part II - Down you go, swallowed by the sea. Down you go, my regards to heaven for me. Down you go. The creatures they may feed. Down you go, another planted seed.

​

• Dreams Of Egypt – “I loved Egypt. The smells, the sights and sounds, however, recently I have been having nightmares. I dream that we are in the dead of night, still on the Nile, but something seems to quiet. I feel something from those dark waters will jump out and destroy us. Without warning, a wave of frigates creeps up on us and prepares to open fire. My nightmare ends about here. I wake up in a sweat. I do not know why I have such dreams. Egypt is vibrant, beautiful and will always have a place in my heart. We are sailing home. I should not be worried.”

​

• Home At Dawn - We think we have a nights sailing ahead until we can see home. The rush of tasting that sweet air again fills me with joy, sadness and a longing I have never had before. I long for this more than wanting to see my Father alive again, even Jacob. This journey has put priorities in a different order. Perhaps I will feel different when I stand on the soil of my birth again. A week ago we ran alongside a clipper from England. The crew on board told us news of improvements to sanitation and health. Apparently a lot of common illnesses have subsided and crawled into the night forever. There are rumors that since I have been away, an amazing invention has just started pushing its way into mainstream travel and industry. Steam Power! The harnessing of boiling water creating pressure which gives us a new kind of energy. It is apparently going to take over the world. Ships will no longer have sails, horses will reside to just farmers and hunters. There is an inventor, Robert Lewis Stephenson. He has designed a concept of travel called a locomotive. We will apparently travel in coaches using rails and pulled by horses of iron. I sailed from the old world into the new. I was one of the last who took this journey. I was never a prisoner of war nor prisoner of the sea. I am one who knows how it feels to be truly free.