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Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

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I woke up at 4 AM and didn’t try to talk myself back to sleep. No excuses, no exposition of stories, and not even an egad dude, do you see what time it is? The Magic Glasses are really turning my dreams real. Not like that! Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz.

Friday, June 12, 2026

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… After I take a nap, of course. After I figure out one to tell you. Maybe…

“Oh, maybe it’s your kind of way
Maybe this is Heaven’s gate
Maybe I’m your King
Or maybe I don’t know a thing
Maybe you’re too far away
Maybe you know God awaits
Maybe it’s your touch
Or maybe I just dream too much
But you’re beautiful
You’re everything, everything and more.”
― Dear Heaven

I don’t think I’ll be singing anything so beautiful to M Anime—no offense to The Book of Clarence. I don’t think I’ll be telling her any bedtime stories either. No, when we’re in bed really… B III up in Heaven, The Rainbow Bridge, wherever 2-V behind the door, um

“I Just Had Sex”! I expect that’s what my boys, my sons, will hear. Birds and the Bees indeed, Lady Sophia. I had to share that story with Braxton. “Are you a Chihuahua or a Hound dog,” I’d ask him. Doesn’t matter; a dog is still a dog, and he liked his girl or parts.

Best Breasts, Legs, and Thighs can be found in a bucket of chicken—Braxton’s dreams.

“Sleepy time B”! I remember.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Virgil is always sleeping. Like Father, like Son. Do we both wish to join his brother?

Honestly? No on his end. If Braxton taught me anything, it’s that “You want… every… single second.” Weird ain’t it? I write some pretty evil stories, my Lady. And of everything I’ve ever written. Everything I’ve ever put my name to paper. It’s not his novel “My Turn To B III” that defines me as a writer. It was his Euthanasia that made me his executioner. We’re not talking about the ramifications of that story. A love story, Sophia?

M Anime and I? Again, we won’t be telling bedtime stories. But if we have children, fairy tales will be in abundance. Can’t be reading Destroyed by Pepper Winters. Done?

How long have I been picking away at that book? I don’t know what I did last night, but I woke up around 4 AM. I’m trying to be careful with the Magic Glasses. Who’s doing the writing, me or them? One pair is producing character sheets. Another has my shorts around my ankles as I read about Nicoletta Goldstein sucking my… Seriously, my lady?

In my dreams. And maybe V is dreaming about me actually lying here being productive.

He could be dreaming of having a better Dog Dad. I mean, I did turn on the air… For him

Another story of my weakness? No, thank you. But “Feeling So Good Today.” So fiction writing? But air, ARIH energy, Authorship? Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz

1958 Days Without B III, Day 1399 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 345 ~Virgil… A Noise… Braxton~

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What grinds my gears? What annoys me? I missed the early Bear Trap in Whiteout Survival. That I haven’t turned on the air and I’m watching my son melt. If it breaks down again… And speaking of sons, B III’s still gone. Virgil… A Noise… Braxton.

Thursday, June 11, 2026

Journey 345 ~Virgil… A Noise… Braxton~

1957 Days Without B III, Day 1398 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine. Late waking up. The Magic Glasses are unusable until 3:30 AM. Stepmom…

Yeah, I usually hear from her every morning, but nothing today. We both have “ISSUES.”

B, I’m talking about Julia Michaels angelic, above the titans, let the church say amen…

Okay, so I’m saying, big? It must annoy you sometimes that even five years later, from Sunday, January 31, 2021. Your Dad still wants to storm the gates of Heaven and bring you back with me. You’re not Buffy the Vampire Slayer being brought out of Heaven because I’m “Locked Out of Heaven.” And there I go thinking about your potential future stepmom again. Can’t I focus on you and me? Like how I wouldn’t want you suffering through this heat. It’s annoying, Virgil. And he hasn’t heard me turn on the a/c. Poor 2-V

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Um, it’s like Dante’s Inferno in the worst way. As if there is a best way. My money B III.

“It’s time we stop, Hey what’s that sound? Everybody look what’s going down?” Cash B

Am I scared yet? I’m not getting any hours at the Day Job. Effing MAGA has everything going up. Eff MAGA and FDT! Your brother needs to see the vet and needs a bath too.

And me? You know your Dad wants everything. And what’s the last thing I bought that I wasn’t putting in my stomach? Another pair of the Magic Glasses. You know the kind that will get me sent to the Second Circle of Hell. Anything to escape this heat, right, B?

Second is Wind, Ninth Ice

And if it’s not the heat, it’s the noise I find annoying. Or the lack thereof. “You’re Not Here,” I mean in the fur. Still not a word from M Anime. No air conditioner blowing.

Virgil doesn’t make a sound unless he’s crying. No book sales or lotto winnings. Facebook

I can’t snack on any more chips. I finished the drink M Anime wanted me to try out over “Bloom.” This new stuff is called “ARIH.” Hopefully I won’t be going back to bed, Braxton.

And if there is noise. WARNING! Like something out of The Long Walk. I’m warned about money, women’s mammaries, or something I must do. Even worse? Being me. And yet you love me. Complaining. Ranting. Everything. Virgil… A Noise… Braxton

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

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It starts with a passage on self-harm in Destroyed by Pepper Winters. My big sister would be so disappointed in me. First-World Problems. I can turn on the air, I can buy food… Uh. And writing and mourning daily. “Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters”

Wednesday, June 10, 2026

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And where do sinners go, Inspector, I ask you? Sinners go to Hell. At least it’s warm. Deserving….

Well, if I end up in the 9th Circle of Hell where I belong. Treachery. After B III. Uh 2-V

Relax, Inspector Echo. Virgil Vivi Bradford is alive and well. Awake and Alive. So hot…

Physically, with the weather and the picture the Magic Glasses made the other day. Yup

But let’s talk about all the yabbos from the harem sisters, the Bible Black Acolytes, Hell “The Candied Matron” who the Magic Glasses added to “my” story “Shadow Work,” too.

There’s Braxton’s Favorite Girl who is a sista, but not my real sista, thankfully. I swear she has some huge yabbos. However, can my Favorite Girl be considered a sista?

Inspector, she is Latina. But she’s not my real sister. My boys’ potential future stepmom.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And she has the most perfect set of yabbos in the whole wide world. Sorry, Jane Vickers and Kristen StephensonPino. And what about Cherry? I still haven’t seen those fully.

Even with M Anime in my hemisphere, I still want to see Cherry’s. Why, Inspector?

Because I Wanna! “Hate to Say I Told You So.” And what was that? I don’t cheat; I don’t court other women… Yeah, my harem would like to have a word. Cosplay, the considerations of effing other women… M Anime should tell herself “I’m Every Woman,” because to me she is. She’s my Divergent. But my boys? Cute beyond words.

So how can I betray all of them? Does my Treachery have no bounds? I “Search And Destroy,” myself, Inspector.

Thank you, Skunk Anansie. How about thank you, “Sucker Punch”? The Magic Glasses compared my story to that movie. And when I’m not asking its opinion on that, I’m using them to see the women of Saimin Seishidou, the Milfs at least: Natsumi Obata, Tsubaki Miyajima, and Reika Kurashiki. I gotta stop before I wreck the Magic Glasses and men.

Guys love those pictures. But what about from an intellectual standpoint? I have betrayed my “Big Sister,” whom I wanted to talk about today. Not to be confused with my actual blood little sister. No, my big sister from Australia, Tanya. She’d ask why I’m sitting here suffering. If it wasn’t the sun’s rays, it’d be starving myself, or effing sleep—Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters.

1956 Days Without B III, Day 1397 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

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If I need a chill, I think about how my boy died. I had such burning RAGE I froze him out to PROTECT him. If I need the Heat Of The Moment, I chill with my girl. But I’m so hot for her. One day I might scare her away. My words. Whiteout B And V.

Tuesday, June 9, 2026

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But I’m due to be cruel: the coldness of your absence and you’re pregnant… Cool

I need it all, my love. Again to be cold, a mess, and to “Paint It Black”. Hell, we can “Paint The Town Red,” if we had the funds. What the hell am I even talking about, my love, ha!

Is it this damn heat? There’s a cure for that, I know. Turn on the GD Air, but no love.

You’re suffering, Virgil, our two-legged monsters. Treachery, the Ninth Circle of Hell, Betrayal. Like with Braxton? I could take the freezing embrace of death. I should’ve way back then. And now I find myself repeating the same mistake. I burned through cash way too fast. And why? A Man Provides. For what? His family. How does one make a family?

By “Burnin’ for You,” love.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And you know I “Don’t FEAR The Reaper,” my love. Not for my lust. How I want to promise you that “Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby…” Remember me, your husband.

“It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me.” Taylor Swift is pretty hot. Death-wish? Honestly…

“I’ll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror.” And it’s not that “I’m too sexy for my love.” Please, “You’re So Damn Hot!” I wanna do “Bad Things” to you. “I Want’a Do Something Freaky To You. I want to “Tear You Apart.” You’re a “Sucker for Pain.” Can I turn the playlist off for a moment? You’re wet, and I want to cover you in c*m…

Seriously, we’ll send Virgil and the kids somewhere with air.

All so I can let DOM out to play. Such a cold man because of my embarrassment, failures, and shame at being a man. I wish I could say this was all my plan to get you undressed, but that comes easy to you. Did I mention a woman that uses the word “hatef*ck,” um…

Well, you get me hot. And this conversation has taken quite the turn. But having a baby with you… Another one. Yeah, that would be pretty cool. Virgil could get his Snoopy, Joe Cool persona going. And Braxton. He wouldn’t want us living “This Way.” Geez, it would be cooler than Whiteout Survival if my Braxton was still here. Can’t blot out, delete, or erase me. Whiteout B And V

1955 Days Without B III, Day 1396 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 342 ~Plan-B To Step V~

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I don’t have a plan to make cash. I don’t have a plan for all the stuff I’m putting on the floor, everything I need for a salad, or how I’ll provide for my son. And as far as my woman wanting to make him little two-legged siblings… “Plan-B To Step V”

Monday, June 8, 2026

Journey 342 ~Plan-B To Step V~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Have you counted the steps yet? If you ever knew I’d sit down.

Just right in your lap, Dad. You know I hated sitting on the floor as much as you hated walking across it. And anytime you returned to me, you were exhausted, screaming “egad,” and had had enough of this life. So not one more step. You lay down, and I would watch from my spot. Not one fear, failure, or effing anything entered our sanctuary.

LANGUAGE! I hear you, Dad. But you know I had to bark loudly. You were Plan-A. And seeing how this world worked well… Plan-B. I have nothing but faith in you, Dad. And I don’t think Virgil and I’s potential stepmom will ever worry about Plan-B. She wants to give us siblings in the worst way. I mean eww, Dad!

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

At least I don’t need to worry about her calling you Daddy. English, Braxton, and she speaks Spanish. All “Si, Papi”! But for my sake, let’s stop talking about you and her. She does know if you have a son, you’re naming him after me and making him… please, Dad.

What am I asking you for today? I figure today is as good a time as any, seeing M Anime.

Well, she asked you for a list of… Uh, uh, not going there again! But she asked you for something, and you got on your feet. How you hated that. But you got up working; and why you worry about the floor bursting beneath your feet, cans of bug spray, and going bust. That FEAR!

The GREAT FEAR! Well, it ain’t cannibalism. What would the potential stepmom think about that, Dad? “Well, don’t let me smell fear on you. Fear is for the enemy.” Daddy…

I swear sometimes “That B*tch” scares me. It’s why I know she’ll fight alongside you.

Honestly, LANGUAGE! You didn’t call her that. I did. You find the weirdest “people” to fall in love with you. I include myself in this. Eclectic, WOKE, DEI coalition, Daddy.

Always eff MAGA and FDT. Seriously, now I can bark it… (Gives you The Look). Anyway, I didn’t give you a “Death Sentence”. Stepmom didn’t give you a life sentence.

Like every word we speak, see, like steps. Dad, One Foot in Front of the Other. Plan-B To Step V

“And that’s why you’ll be leaving me soon. You’re too perfect for this world. Too precious. You’ll be called to somewhere much better than here.”
― Destroyed by Pepper Winters

“The way is open.”
Aeneid

1954 Days Without B III, Day 1395 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

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Well, today I wasn’t reading my Day Job schedule, so no news is good news… There are other things I could read. “Destroyed” By Pepper Winters is all about grief. And when did I last get a “pet loss” book? MAGA fears books. Me? “B With Grief, Virgil”

Friday, June 5, 2026

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Write one. Recount one. Hell, effing steal one! Effing Magic Glasses! I’m better off watching TV.

Regular TV, with ads. How many streaming services am I paying for? How much longer?

Is that what’s grieving me this morning? How I wish I could say it was B III. Let It Be.

And make no mistake, my lady. Braxton is always there. The day he died, then the day I was born. I swear Braxton’s death slightly edges out my existence, but E-Day is getting closer, my lady. Why can’t I just be with my boy already? Honestly, let’s sing it, Sophia…

“Could It Be I’m Falling in Love”? M Anime? I’m not ready to tell her that yet. But we were talking about getting old and such. I told her about getting sloppy drunk on E-Day.

“King of Wishful Thinking,” remember?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

It’s rare to meet a woman that will entertain the idea of a ‘HateF*ck,’ but rarer still to meet a woman that accepts the hardest word in the English lexicon for a woman. It’s the word ACCOUNTABILITY. It’s one of those things that’s never advertised. Grief, rage, oh B yes.

There’s a reason she’s B III and 2-V’s potential stepmom. But today’s no fairytale, Sophia.

No, the story that got me moving today is completely fictional. Me and (redacted) mom…

And no, I don’t mean Special K or Milf DOS. Kink unlocked? Let’s say I have a thing for name-brand chicks. I’ve seen M Anime in uniform… Yabbos on display. I can name dozens of women, companies, “companions,” and cash flow. But (redacted) mom? Really

Today I’m lying in bed thinking about why I haven’t gotten my Day Job schedule.

Honestly, like the effing Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, it just popped in there—an idea.

“I don’t look for trouble, but trouble looks for me. Hey hey!” Again, grief, rage, and fear!

These things don’t have to advertise. I’m broke, and I’m still buying. My love for my boys and the way I tell their potential stepmom “I really, really, really, really, really, really like you…” What kind of teenage girl am I, with Neon Jungle and now Carly Rae Jepsen as well? But the point is, I don’t know why I haven’t gotten my schedule, but worst case, yep.

Always and forever! Love and Happiness? B With Grief, Virgil

1951 Days Without B III, Day 1392 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 338 ~Virgil On B’s Promotion~

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I have no desire to be promoted at the Day Job. As if I had a plan. Ditto on writing. Sometimes I forget how long I’ve been here. But Braxton promoted me to Dad. His potential stepmom, “Papi.” Freaking sexy. And what about V? Virgil On B’s Promotion.

Thursday, June 4, 2026

Journey 338 ~Virgil On B’s Promotion~

1950 Days Without B III, Day 1391 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Me? Maybe someday I won’t use sad thoughts of you to make myself feel better.

Someday I won’t just say, “Just me, Baby V! Did you have a good day? Good day?” I’ll be all “Honey, I’m home,” to M Anime. You know your Dad’s a bit of a traditionalist.

Having a wife to smile for, and let’s not forget you and Virgil’s two-legged siblings.

Really, B, makes me sound like something out of “Pleasantville” or “Somewhere That’s Green,” but I’m not on Skid Row. Despite ‘my creativity,’ “Little Shop of Horrors.” That’s my mind, son. I could use a crown and M Anime on my face. Seriously, TMI, right?

Braxton, if I didn’t want to think, I could give me one of those effing MAGA hats. The Mark of the Beast has never been more evident. Losing My Religion

“The beast forced all the people, small and great, rich and poor, slave and free, to have a mark placed on their right hands or on their foreheads.”
Revelation 13:16

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

In regards to you, Braxton… Never. You know I still believe if life’s a game made for everyone, love is the instructions. Your instruction. Much like I believed with M Anime, “I still believe that someday you and me will find ourselves in love again.” What do you think, B? Will I ever sing to her as I sing to you and your brother? That line of work, B III.

This leads me to what I’ve been sitting here thinking about. Effing, eww! Working. Living

These days I feel closer to you than ever? An apocalypse. An effing zombie. Alive…

“I wouldn’t be surprised if someone promoted him soon… to full dead.”
Chronicles of Riddick

Honestly, B, I’d rather not be. Which is why you sent your little brother. Obviously!

However, to actually quote Aloe Blacc, “I Need A Dollar.”

But how? A promotion from the “Day Job”. “I Am Delirious Outta My Mind.” “Am I A Psycho?” I would have to be to believe such things. And with the things that I write, B.

Even if you learned to read on “the Rainbow Bridge,” B… Was I really about to say I wish you wouldn’t read? Again I’m not MAGA. But if I could only promote myself like them.

If it’s not writing… You remember what I got into after you left me. I should have gone crazy with RAGE instead of dreaming of being Johnny Sins. Incredibly STUPID!

Language! I know B. STUPID is the worst word. But Happiness, Life over existence, promotion… How’d you get up there, Braxton? Virgil On B’s Promotion

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

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How many words have I spoken today? Decent ones? I said hello to my boys, both dead and alive. I spoke to their potential stepmom. Every other word has been eff, forced, and for me. I leave the worst. Not joining B yet. “Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil”

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Blood, Sweat, and Tears? I wish. But I did have the Day Job today and still no A/C.

If anything, that only shows I don’t speak Virgil after all this time, which makes me a jerk, now doesn’t it? Don’t I love my son? As I love his brother. Hell, it’s Braxton’s fault.

Strange… Losing B sent me to Hell, and of course, who led Dante through Hell, hmm?

Archie became Virgil. But Archie was around $150.00. How a capitalist finds love. Or a fool and his money are soon parted. How much did my Old Man take me for? Him and his ‘friend’ to fix the A/C? I can’t afford that. But between fries and air conditioning?

Braxton and Virgil would be of the same mind, so there’s that. It’s like the same race or species speaking a variation of their language.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Like Black people? MAGA Black people. Eff them and FDT! And even more black people

Or how my woman compares her Latin American heritage. Spanish people here, other Spanish people there… elsewhere. But my Puerto Rican Goddess… What’s my line…?

“You make me want to be a better man.” ‧

Plus I wish I tried harder in my Spanish classes in school. But she and I speak a very particular language. Something else that involves sweating… And tears last year.

Inspector, water under the bridge. And funny I mention bridges. Am I trying to stay cool thinking of 1997’s A Christmas Carol “I’ll Cross This Bridge With You”? Dear Inspector.

She’s willing to learn so many ways to speak to me. And she’s so “Sexy.” But Peter Cincotti was wrong; M Anime’s a sweetie. Honestly…

What am I trying to say? I’ve got no money, and I keep saying, “A Man Provides.” Trust me, Echo, I know people who are worse than “Breaking Bad” and the drug trade. Oh no

And I could be all crude like Kanye West saying, “Only good gon’ come is this good when I’m cumming.”M Anime wouldn’t mind. She wants a big family. Three kids (two-leggeds) Virgil and her kitties. She’s said enough; she shows everything, and she is wow!

But, I don’t even know how to speak to myself. Everything, “Makes me wanna scream!” So I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself. I get behind myself, I need to remind myself, and that includes “Feeling super, super (super)!” LANGUAGE! Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil

1949 Days Without B III, Day 1390 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 336 ~Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil~

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Paws up. Feet up. V gets a lot of rest. And I wish my girlfriend’s legs were up around my… Um, if I knew where to find happiness I’d stick the place up. It starts with sticking up for myself, but life or me and V’s lives. “Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil.”

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Journey 336 ~Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And no, that’s not what it sounds like. You, or what we’ll talk about today?

Braxton’s not a thief… My boy had 4 rules like in Boyz n the Hood (that was 3 rules, FYI).

Anyway, Braxton’s third rule was, “Don’t be afraid to ask you for anything. Stealing isn’t necessary. That was food-wise. No, my boy didn’t steal until the moment he left Earth.

Braxton took the beating in ‘my’ chest, the breath in ‘my’ lungs, and whatever balls I thought I had. And if it had all stopped right there… What would I be happier? You know me, my love. I’m never happy. Horny? Always. Hungry? Have you seen our accounts…?
Heavy with grief, heaving because of this or that, and headed to bed only to be exhausted.

But Braxton sticks up “Life Itself.” That movie from 2018?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I do feel like Oscar Isaac’s character ‘Will’. And with all your pains, you could be Olivia Wilde’s character, my ‘Abigail’, minus the actual bus. Virgil could be either “Dylan’ or “Rodrigo.” And Braxton. He is a whole other movie. Didn’t I mention “Pulse” (2006)?

Love, you getting used to manuscript, movie, and musical discussions with me yet. Yeah, your husband is a pop culture whore. And how I feel does seem like another world.

Honestly, because my son is out there somewhere and that brings me to today’s point…

More like an honest question. Is he raising me or robbing me blind where love’s concerned? Again I’m reminded of our accounts. Less coming in, more coming out, my love.

I stand. A Man Provides.

But where is it coming from? Braxton has an endless supply of love… Even from his box on the nightstand. And Virgil is still here. Sleeping in this heat. A guard like his big bro.

And you’re here with me, pain and all. And I take it all in. What’s yours is mine. And what’s mine is yours. And “Where Is My Mind?” Pieces of it are being stripped away.

And again you know your husband. When something bad happens? Eff Cody ChesnuTT and “Look Good in Leather”! Anyway, something bad happens to me, and my first thought is, my son, my Braxton is dead. And it takes the life out of any problems. Then… I stand, stick up another day. Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil

1948 Days Without B III, Day 1389 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 335 ~Don’t B ROMAN Virgil~

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1st of tha Month and what is my bipolar ‘a$$’ doing? I go from not wanting to move to roamin’ around. Day Job, chores, walking my second born before the storm. He’s roaming around crying. How about living up to his namesake? Don’t B ROMAN Virgil

Monday, June 1, 2026

Journey 335 ~Don’t B ROMAN Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day? It’s a hot one. If I were there or M Anime.

No Dad, I’m not going to rag on you about my little brother. Virgil and I are southern men. Southern men that you raised, fur and all. Sons of the great sorcerer Will, we know. The story that came up that you’re writing, or shadow work, our potential stepmom says.

How much longer will you keep thinking of her as such? This morning you and she were talking about having babies. Can’t say I remember meeting many—my aunt’s baby. However, you weren’t there during those times. Why? You’re you, right? I know you, Dad.

And I love you. Always and forever. A promise to me, my brother, Virgil Vivi. Who knows, you’ll be singing “Maybe someday. You and me can run away” to stepmom.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

All “Hey Juliet”! But you want her because of who she is. The woman that you see. Like you see me. Like you see Virgil. No a/c and all you care for him as you care for all of us

And why is that? I couldn’t live forever as much as we both wanted… But we’re working on that, aren’t we, my father… And when it comes to V and I’s stepmom, for real, Dad.

“I can do this all day.”
Steve Rogers, Captain America

You’d say that if you were only talking about her yabbos. And didn’t you say to her once upon a time… “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” As in your eyes, what is she, Dad? “If there’s somebody calling me on, She’s the one.” I share the sentiment.

Or I will someday about the woman you’ve chosen. The brother I was blessed with.

However, we are what we are, my father. For example, Virgil was a Roman Poet. There’s no changing that. Dante wrote of Virgil guiding him through Hell. My brother tries… Still, on days like today, he doesn’t like to roam far away from you. If he were more of a barker, he might belt out, ” I can’t stand “The Rain” against my window. “

Honestly, poor you. Dad, when will you see the man we all see? You’re everything.

EVERYTHING! But you like playing “The Seeker”. And if I had to pick out what you are to me. Again, we’ll both be Captain America. Stay. Don’t B ROMAN Virgil

What would hell be like? Would I survive more unhappiness?
― Destroyed by Pepper Winters

I sing of arms and of a man: his fate had made him fugitive
Aeneid

1947 Days Without B III, Day 1388 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son