When I was young, I would write out math problems. Never solve them; just write them out. I would try to define science, but I didn’t know any formulas. And I read plenty now. Only I can’t answer any of life’s questions. “They’ll B Questions, Virgil”
Sunday, March 31, 2024
Tale 274 ~They’ll B Questions, Virgil~
To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And I have a question for you. Why are we talking? You have no answers. Advice? Actions?
Only a mind like yours can take watching The Ten Commandments. Then, turn it into Bumblebee from The Transformers. And then spend this morning asking. Do Dogs Have Knees? Is that a compliment? Somehow. To say your mind is quite unique or creative? Ha-Ha! NO!
It could be as simple as I doubt Braxton would have any answers for the backyard fence. But most of the time, his silence was all you needed. When B did cry… The Last Time.
And now you’re crying. Not sweating from some book? Do you think you’ll finish Golden Son this week? And you’re not spilling anything. Come on, man, it’s Easter Sunday, sheesh! Not that you’re religious or anything. Priests look at themselves. But you? Six Impossible Things:
- I WILL BE VIEWING Healing Hearts by Jameson Evan Salas
Completed - I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
Failed - I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
Failed - I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 005, No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
Failed (Day 002 No Fap) - I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
Failed - I WILL BE VALIANT Being The Man My Son Thinks I Am
Failed
The reason you didn’t let Braxton have a say this morning is that you rather like how he talks now. Nothing’s better than having him in your arms. Next comes books, beats, and benign memories.
There’s not much kindness in the brain you carry. You’re listening to zombie moans again. But it could always be worse. Remember, it is a holy holiday. Only last night while I was watching The Ten Commandments. I was cleaning out the phone, which included plenty of photos and videos of moaning. And then there were the holy rollers moaning.
But what do you do day and night? You will have all these questions. And when you can’t answer one of them, then what? They’ll become like Six Impossible Things:
- I WILL BE VIEWING To Be Determined, Uh, Golden Son
- I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
- I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
- I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 002, No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
- I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
- I WILL BE VALIANT Being The Man My Son Thinks I Am
I don’t have any advice to give you. And why pretend you’ll accomplish any of these things? You’ve already failed 6 and 5 by waking up and being broke. And with what the Day Job pays you. If only you accomplished 3? That would mean you have time for 2. You keep thinking about 4, so there’s little hope there. And number 1 should be Golden Son. But you won’t make any promises there. That’s everything. So, here’s a question.
How are you going to live this life before you?
How will Virgil Vivi live?
Because existence is always in question. And it’s not an answer either. You’re not Darrow.
He has so many questions, but there is always an answer. But with your existence/life? Sigh! They’ll B Questions, Virgil
1155 Days Without B III, Day 596 of Virgil’s Arrival
BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will