Fifteenth Collection of Seven Dailies

Another well recommended adventure, a small virtual world with a distinct feel. Which incidentally reminds of the strong smell of boiling turmeric paste.

It is good to appreciate this kind of creativity, to keep a sense of quiet oddity about you.


small, pixelated, black and white image of a surreal game


And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.
וַיַּ֤רְא אֱלֹהִים֙ אֶת־כָּל־אֲשֶׁ֣ר עָשָׂ֔ה וְהִנֵּה־ט֖וֹב מְאֹ֑ד

– Genesis 1:31a



Swift and Dim

Feather footed, swift and dim,
There are the Faery gentry, you see them.

They down the gutter go, their voices hid by melting snow.
On unto the dark, unto the night they hearken;
The light of the streets is a creek in a cave;
They came, their small brown hands in light to lave.

But silently down the fading street they wend their way:
Beneath the burning lantern light: for there is no day.

They pass the stable, where straw is sweet,
The Stable Dark they seek to find their meat.

Far below the window white with morning light, for there is no door,
Their whispering feet stray into silence, before the light lies on the floor.
Their sterny faces know the light; now clad they in faint mail,
Yet in the shadow they embark, as under the dock, while the water knocks,
They set their sail.

Now take you care, as when you walk and live,
For they will give you naught but woe, if naught but woe you give.

– Patrick Lauser, a poem from seven years ago

sideways view of clock tower at night, lit by yellow lamplight amid falling snow


One project that we did for my brother Josiah’s twentieth birthday: Party Cluedo (Clue).

This shared Dropbox folder has all the cards, instructions, backstories, and pieces to put together all the invitations you will need, in PDF and ODT file format which you can download.

The pictures were drawn by my brother Nathaniel, and a lot of us worked on the backstories.

I hope this comes in handy some festively mysterious day!

picture from a Cluedo game of a knife in decorative circle border


“Some days you think maybe you know everything.
Some days you think maybe you don’t know anything.
Some days you think you know a few things.
Some days you don’t even know how old you are.”

– A Poem by Charlie Brown by Charles Schulz

colored bokeh lights beyond a foggy, drippy window


“All blood is alike ancient.”

– Poor Richard’s Almanack by Benjamin Franklin

a baby's hand in his father's hand


A three minute audio drama of the passing of the spirit of Elijah to Elisha, the fiery chariot, the whirlwind, and the parting of Jordan.

It was made by me and my brother Nathaniel, and he drew the Picture for it. We used sound effects from mainly, a very good resource. This was a shorter project, but turned out better than we expected!


God be with you all!

— Patrick

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