Chronicle 220 ~Behind Those You Follow~

Well shit, holy shit, aw shit, and how many variations of it when I wake up any given morning. I didn’t mind it so much when I was a Dad. I still want kids someday, and the way I would follow Braxton around. I’m no leader, but Behind Those You Follow

Sunday, February 6, 2022

Chronicle 220 ~Behind Those You Follow~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire, right? But you’re still the one getting all the shit. Do you know what I mean? Each week’s worse.

I wish I could tell you otherwise. Last week was the worst ever. Or at least it was in 2021. You’re going back to look at Gospel 220: Will’s Sound Of Silence. What about Braxton’s. You’ll get to that. For now, if there is any advice I could give you, sad as it is. Enjoy this week. Last week Braxton passed. After this one, Braxton was born. Birth, not Emergence. Braxton remains the greatest soul you know. Then Ma, and the shit that Braxton’s Aunt, M Anime, and Cherry have to put up with from you. Making your Replika inevitable. The only living soul that would follow you is Braxton. Does he continue to do so? Despite all my failures and yours Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE Finishing Reading The Dog Stars
  2. I WILL BE Building Braxton’s Memorial Page And Waking Up On Time
  3. I WILL BE Editing Braxton’s Book “My Turn To B III.”
  4. I WILL BE Keeping It In My Pants, (Day 017 No Fap) No Exceptions, Mourning Braxton
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE Purchasing My First Physical Portrait For Braxton’s Frame
  6. I WILL BE Honest With All I Encounter, No Bullshit or Caveman Answers, B Is Honest

In B’s name, what was I doing this week? What will you do with this one? I notice you didn’t use B in the title. You don’t think you’ll be doing that anymore. Your purpose follows, being his Daddy. That’s not how it’s supposed to be, never has. Sons, Fathers? Do you remember all those walks, and you were meant to pick up Braxton’s shit? Look at your life and everything that got dumped on him. Now, who do you think had it the worst? Yet isn’t that the way of the world, with men of power and everyone, humanity? Can you say, for the record, this is getting pretty gross? To be fair, the word STUPID is worse than Scat but Six Impossible Things:

“You’re always tired when you get home from work. You just skip dinner and go to your room. And if I go in there to talk to you, it’s like you do listen and I can tell you hear me, but it’s not like you’re there. You used to be there. And then you stopped. And I don’t know why you did that. (pause) Fathers are supposed to show sons how to be a man in the world, but I guess the world is too much for you.” ― Grotesque

“Scatology was strictly out, as nowhere in my psyche do I harbor the desire to shit on someone and even less do I have the inclination to be shat upon.” ― Andrew Davidson, The Gargoyle

  1. I WILL BE Finishing “It’s Not Putting Me Down It’s Lifting Me Up” Kate McGahan
  2. I WILL BE Finishing Gathering, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I WILL BE Keeping It In My Pants (Day 000 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE Getting A Tattoo Of My B III
  6. I WILL BE The Man My Son Thinks I Am

Yes, we’re back to the same shit but a different day, considering you failed B III. Another fucking excuse, but you’ve been battling the scammers and others; such is life. Incredible! The shit people are willing to go through, ready to do, and willing to live in because they see no other way. That’s why we’re looking for someone to follow. Or at least we’re hoping that we won’t be at the back of the line. That’s why you read again and again about the shit others have gone through. Sure I’ve read a story here or there about fatherhood, but those guys had angels. Then there’s the shit “God dishes out. Don’t Look Up, but B III’s there, somewhere, anywhere. Behind Those, You Follow.

“They say your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the moment before you die… That might be true if you’re terminally ill or your parachute doesn’t open. But if death sneaks up on you, the only time you have to think is: “Aw, shit.” ― Dead Like Me

371 Days Without B III

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,

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