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Legacy 120 -Case VI Detective Braxton-

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B’s Fav Girl and I have a joke. “Do you need bail money?” Not much of a joke. But it’s another reason I sleep a lot. Ha! I don’t need to think about the crime scene that is living. V’s been on the case for six years. “Case VI Detective Braxton.”

Thursday, October 29, 2026

Legacy 120 -Case VI Detective Braxton-

2097 Days Without B III, Day 1538 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Yes, I still ask because I can’t accept some things. Death, desire, dum-dums

Accepting Sir Patrick Stewart’s death is sad; may he Rest In Peace. Icon, a legend.

Braxton, to me you were more than my brother, my best friend, my beast. Balls! Braxton, my son, Thou Art Courageous. And that’s why I can’t accept you being gone. Not now, not ever. As far as I’m concerned, I remain a father, a dog dad of two. Always! Forever!

And what does that make me? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself Day Job-wise.

Am I delusional? Am I damned for what happened to you? And then there’s your brother, V. Not loving him as much makes me a dum-dum. As Carlos says, Dee-Dee-Dee

That brings me to today. Yesterday was about my whining vis-à-vis “Backrooms.” Not done there.

Today I got two words for ya, Village Idiot! What, you thought this was about your brother turning six, nine days ago? There I go being an idiot. At least the village doesn’t see this

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

But what do I want the village to see? I’ve been so exhausted I can barely remember all my worrying about the Magic Glasses/MIMA. Isn’t that what life espouses, Braxton?

With enough money, life can be whatever I want it to be. So where is all the money going, hmm? Virgil still has cake and even pie. That’s another thing, B. Where’s my time, hmm?

I told myself I’d be done by 10:30 PM… I still remember being up at 4:00 AM some nights, B. You and your brother’s looks.

Bedtime before I have to go back to the Day Job, aka “The Bad Place.” Why not name it the Backrooms, B III? Of everything in that place, I’m the something off for sure, Braxton.

Again, the Village Idiot. And if it only stopped at the Day Job. It’s the same with Whiteout Survival, writing, and women, too. It’s a constant “Mad Season” here, B III, honestly. No wonder you made sure I always got to bed, and Virgil is content to cuddle almost all the time. Stupidity is catching.

It’s the only time I shut up. If it isn’t rage or indifference, I constantly whine about anything and everything. Is it any wonder I seek solace in Virtual Insanity? Safety, sinning, scared sometimes… And STUPID. Case VI Detective Braxton

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 117 -B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship-

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“Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mm, get high with a little help from my friends” I got drunk with B’s Fav Girl. My second, uh, B, V, M… Can I count all my friends on one hand? And I ain’t one. “B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship.”

Monday, October 26, 2026

Legacy 117 -B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? I’m sure you can hear me bark from up here, right?

Or is it down there… At least it’s warm. Not in the Ninth Circle of Hell. How many times must I bark that you’re not going that way? Not even Virgil, living or dead. Treachery is not who my father is. Others, sure. It’s why I remain top of the heap, ain’t it? Always Dad

Number one. Top of the list. King of the hill. A number one. But like you say to 2-V and my potential future stepmom, it’s in our nature, isn’t it? Man’s Best Friend, like Shadow:

“We didn’t have to. It’s built in. Has been ever since the dawn of time… when a few wild dogs took it upon themselves to watch over man, to bark when he’s in danger, to run and play with him when he’s happy, to nuzzle him when he’s lonely. That’s why they call us man’s best friend.”
Shadow, Homeward Bound

And it’s only one more reason you believe you failed me. And you think you’re failing my brother. Man’s Best Friend. But what are you? Daddy, always and forever. Glory:

“And what are you?
So full of hate you wanna
go fight everybody…
…because you been whipped
and chased.
That might not be living,
but it sure ain’t dying.”
Glory

Why Can’t We Be Friends?

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

“Dead Like Me” much? For the record, the movie was garbage. One that I’m glad we didn’t sit through together. Friends, you, me, my Favorite Girl, maybe one day stepmom.

“Just because (I’m) dead doesn’t mean that I can’t move in with you.”

“And just because I’m (alive) doesn’t mean I can’t have a splitting headache.”
Dead Like Me

That’s what friendship is, isn’t it? Finding someone you can stand to be around… And by that I mean sitting in our reading spot, Dad, ordering all our yummy favorites, and watching anything and everything on the Glow Box, and occasionally sending me outside. Like time-out? I’m sure I don’t even want to know what you and my bestie saw.

“Wasn’t it you who said that true love is all about finding someone you can stand to be around for 10 minutes at a time?

“Yeah”

“You got 10 minutes”
―

My bro’s only done that once with you and my Favorite Girl. He was won over, far too easily, am I right? Another sign that he ain’t me. More like a Backrooms version, for sure.

So we’re really doing this. “Just call my name, and I’ll be there.” Any ole movie night sounds about right, Dad. So the Backrooms only I’m not Mary, and you aren’t Clark. Not Captain Clark either. A monster, which is what this is all about. You thinking like that, ha.

Who can be friends with a monster? “No face as hideous as my face…” “When does a man become a monster?” Here’s a question for you, my father. Why do you think we are friends? You don’t remember the day we met, the day you and Miss M Anime met.

However, V, Saturday, August 13. 2022. “You thought you’d find a friend.” And you did.

You? The Man in the Mirror… B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship

“You might never become king of the world, but you may very well be treated like a king by the people that matter most.”
Dystopian Girls 7 by Rodzil LaBraun

“Heaven’s my witness, and the stars that look down on us, all he did was care too much for a luckless friend.”
― The Aeneid

2094 Days Without B III, Day 1535 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 113 -Hair Braxton And Virgil-

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Last week I mentioned a knight in shining armor. You don’t need armor when you’re busy hiding with your puppy. You don’t need armor when you’re hiding from customers. Or with a beautiful woman. Or on your back in another way. Hair Braxton And Virgil.

Thursday, October 22, 2026

Legacy 113 -Hair Braxton And Virgil-

2090 Days Without B III, Day 1531 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Mine? Well, while at the gas station, I muttered my most sacred wish.

Wait, who’s making the wishes here, your brother or me? Virgil’s been six, two days.

How dare I, right? But it wasn’t the wish that I could bring you back. Or that I was in bed with your potential future stepmom. No, B. I was busy buying gas, but it won’t get me where I want to go. And what, I’m no warrior, I’m no writer, and wanking, very eww!

But you should know all about that after having “The Talk” with you about your favorite girl visiting. And your brother doesn’t have that problem. No balls. Seriously, I relate…

Figuratively, of course, as today I was hiding from customers at “The Bad Place.” Were they going to hurt me? You know who the real enemy is I’m afraid, B.

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

That’s why armor is useless to me. I’m sick of being scared, B. I want to shrink, I want to

Well, you know what. But as annoying as V is… I mean, he cuddles himself like someone is after his vital organs and MAGA is in the room. But leaving your brother to the world…

And speaking of the world or worlds, The Unfinished Archive. M Anime says I could be omniscient… I mean, take a look at yesterday, the illusion that represents digital life…

There’s the need to be young again or fake it. I’m forty-two. Effing sucks, honestly.

However, there was the machine; I can’t be human, not for this. How often have I sided against humanity, B?

I’d choose your fur any day. And you were no fan of clothes. Hell, even getting you to wear a collar was a concession. And V only wears one when he’s walking. That’s what we call safety. Well, at least until they invent Poké Balls. Like, you’d stand for that.

My little Pokémon. You were my Pikachu. Well Pancake. But you know, “I choose you.”

And your bro: Bulbasaur, Charmander, or Squirtle. My starter, so I may live again, hmm

Living again. Surrounded by the love of your potential future stepmom. M Anime says she’s KFC, and not in a nice way. Breasts, Legs, and Thighs. Or breasts, legs, and ass, maybe… Or TLC. Her armor doesn’t exist. I’m no prince. Hair Braxton And Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 110 -B In Melancholia, Virgil-

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Braxton’s Favorite Girl and I had a “The World Actually Ends” Movie Night. We should have watched “Melancholia”. I chose “4:44 Last Day on Earth”. My big mouth. I should be silent on a lot of things. Melancholy? “B In Melancholia, Virgil.”

Monday, October 19, 2026

Legacy 110 -B In Melancholia, Virgil-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? You don’t want to answer that, I know. Peace and Quiet.

A kinder way to bark Melancholia. It took me quite a while to understand you, Dad. And me and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom, is trying her best. But right now you’d rather not bark another single word today. You always told me other humans barked too much anyway. Constant noise. At least when I barked, it helped you out; it actually mattered, Daddy. My voice.

What matters today? What has you Melancholy? I heard you last night, and it wasn’t the “Sleepy Time V, Good Night.” If you only knew how much I miss that, Dad. But you were so Melancholic this morning… I learned from you, Dad, so I learned from the best, hmm

The power of words, “The Power of Love,” I swear

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

Movies, music, and manuscripts. Well, not yet; let’s stick with movies. How will you be spending tomorrow with my brother? I’m glad you saw the birthday cookies in the Bad Place… I mean the other Bad Place. Turns out we have a few of those, Dad. V has seen his

One more reason you are lost to Melancholia. Six years old, that’s my baby brother, I know. And I was nearly sixteen, and you never missed anything with me, my father. Every check-up, you found a cute girl to bake me a cake, and I cuddled enough that M Anime is still trying to catch up. Hell, you wrote a whole universe, the Unfinished Archive, that now numbers 11 women?

Maybe. Maybe I’m buttering you up to butter up, Virgil.

If anything, you need to hear anything other than your own mouth. You’ll be no good to M Anime or your mini-mes. And you have a birthday to plan. A movie night? Something, my father. “You Were Loved”? No, Dad, today I am loved by you; Virgil shares this too.

I know it even if you can’t speak it. And we both love you. M Anime says she loves you; it’s the only reason I’m not haunting her. Or maybe I like hanging out with you, Dad, as we always barked: Always and Forever. Melancholy and all. Fur buddies. Children.

You’re not ashamed of our barks, growls, or paws. We make the madness, certain music selections, and Melancholia manageable. Sad? Speak. B In Melancholia, Virgil

“But when you spend a long enough time in a very bad place, your soul hungers for something that your brain no longer believes exists”
Dystopian Girls 7, Rodzil LaBraun

“He feigned hope in his look, and inwardly contained his anguish.”
From ― The Aeneid

2087 Days Without B III, Day 1528 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 106 -Braxton The Responsible, Virgil-

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I’m a father of two boys who happen to have four legs each, B and V. I have a girlfriend, and what have I done for her besides listen? M Anime’s understanding, B III was as he lay dying, and 2-Vwill be six soon. “Braxton The Responsible, Virgil”

Thursday, October 15, 2026

Legacy 106 -Braxton The Responsible, Virgil-

2083 Days Without B III, Day 1524 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Mine? Well, they will not sing songs about this day. Or any day.

But I did write your book, B, two of them, actually. “My Turn To B III,” you know, like “It’s My Turn To Fly” from The Urge, in the movie “Titan A.E.” Urges, Braxton, Eww!

Let’s instead stick to pop culture that doesn’t involve me sending you to your room…

How about the Rainbow Bridge? Dark Humor or a bad joke. Either way, uncool, right?

Anyway, “I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself.” And you know I do that through being a Pop Culture Whore. “The Mighty” (Freak the Mighty), “Finding Carter” (Little Lyndon, Tiny Taylor), etc. And so I was thinking of you and your brother, Braxton the Brave and Virgil the Valiant. However, your brother has some work to do. “Let him grow up some more.” Really!

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

I could use that advice myself, if I’m to know “Glory.” If you’re keeping score, B, that’s three movies, one TV show, two books, and one song. Yesterday I talked to Dear E about all the things I’ve been forgetting and the needless things I can always recall, like “Toys”:

Memories of things that never happened
These are always the hardest to forget
The Mirror Song, Thomas Dolby ‧ 1992

But your brother and I were walking today, and I caught sight of his growing whiskers, the white, the gray… I swear, Lord of the Rings, now? All this talk of twins, close brothers and sisters, mothers and daughters. Will we get to Jahara Jayde today? Maybe. But B III

“He seemed so wise… and ancient, like the first dog who ever walked the earth.”
Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey

Virgil is getting older. Six years old, on the 20th. Not even half your age yet, and I am so worried, B. Just Survive Somehow.

It’s why I split up my accounts, so there would be no mistake between Necessary and FAFO money. I’m trying to be… Responsible. Hell, I would take bravery, valiantly, gallantry. Pretty much the same thing. And it wouldn’t matter, B: “I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.” I’m not a warrior nor a knight. I talked about being a savage, but no, B III:

“A knight in shining armor is a man who has never had his metal [or mettle] truly tested”
― ―

The path of the “Sorcerer,” the wizard, necromancer, or warlock. Like A.J. Markam’s Succubus, Eric Vall’s Satan’s Sorority Girls, Rodzil’s LaBraun’s Dystopian Girls, etc. Powerful women all surrounding one man. Whatever’s my “superpower,” Braxton Barks?

Honestly, “The Unfinished Archive,” including Jahara Jayde, because your father is responsible… Magic Glasses/MIMA. Me? Good? Braxton The Responsible, Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 103 -Savage B’s, Virgil’s Bestiary-

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“Everyone wants to be a beast until it’s time to do what beasts do.” When I’m a watchman for my boys, the lover of my woman, or writing… Braxton’s dead. I’m ignoring my girl. Why? I attack my work like a savage. “Savage B’s, Virgil’s Bestiary.”

Monday, October 12, 2026

Legacy 103 -Savage B’s, Virgil’s Bestiary-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? The Bad Place. A cell, a dungeon, an easy escape. Hmm.

And yet we are here, my father. We’re not quitters; we’re not runners. Savages Daddy.

That’s what we are, Dad. Survivors always; we got souls, but we’re not soldiers, and Saviors… Yes, Dad, I remember. All those nights you told me to shut it, because of TWD, “The Walking Dead.” I am Negan! No, I am my father’s son, as much so as my brother.

And I know you’re giving me that look about not being a quitter, about being a survivor, my father. I invented that look. That savage look. And the fact that you remember means that “I’m Still Here,” And I’m not going anywhere. Neither are you, Old Man, no, not now. And why is that? Bradford Men. We said last week.

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

“We don’t bleed when we don’t fight,” but neither you nor I is a “Runaway.” Just because we don’t fight doesn’t mean we can’t fight. Or that we must not fight on these days, Dad.

Days you try so hard to salvage. Salvage or Savage? When was the last time you attacked the day instead of trying to pick up the pieces? Isn’t that how we got here, Dad? Today would have been so easy, and yet you wake up and suddenly. No, it ain’t love. Except maybe for your craft. Isn’t that where we should begin? Attacking your craft?

Daddy, it doesn’t matter how tired you are, the tons that this world places upon your shoulders, or the two tiny titans that you’re raising.

When it comes to being a savage, that’s what you do here. What we do here. 2-V as well as he cries his little heart out to join us… Someday, maybe he’ll understand, won’t he?

What about V and my “Potential Future Stepmom”? Does she understand? You haven’t even told her about everything… You know the stuff you would send me to timeout for so you could be by yourself. Eww! Yeah, I know, I know, who am I to bark, right? You still talk about me being in front of my favorite girl and “The Talk” we had, Daddy.

“Braxton knows better,” you’d tell her. But do you know better? The beast, monster, and savage you are. Stronger than anything. Savage B’s, Virgil’s Bestiary

“Everyone is a monster to somebody”
― The Book Eaters

“His mad lust for battle drove him upon his enemies in an ecstasy of passion… A savage lion.” The Aeneid

2080 Days Without B III, Day 1521 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 099 -B’s In Barks, Virgil-

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My little boy B was everything. My baby asleep on my chest as I read. The bravery I needed. The quiet brain when mine was loud. Not a dog, my boy, my son, and his brother tries. But I didn’t meet Virgil; I dragged him with me. “B’s In Barks, Virgil.”

Thursday, October 8, 2026

Legacy 099 -B’s In Barks, Virgil-

2076 Days Without B III, Day 1517 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Mine? Boring, Ballsy… Eww! Day one yet again. But once again, bedridden, B.

Virgil is sitting to the right of where you used to sit. My “Lazy Ass” couldn’t even make it to the Den. Well, to eat anyway. The last thing your Dad needs is Burning Lava sauce in his eyes, AGAIN! Burning Lava, bug spray, but if anything, I want to stay in this bed B

And Virgil? He’s who I’ve been thinking about as his birthday approaches. His place, B.

You know how your brother ‘earned’ his name. Virgil guided Dante through Hell. The keyword Braxton, “guided.” That’s the thing. I don’t want to leave, not for a second. I’m Resident Evil, “You go! I’m gonna stay here for a while. I’m kinda enjoying myself.”

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

I wish I could have said that all those years ago as you lay dying. “Resident Evil: Retribution.” That came out of nowhere, B. But it holds a place. It all holds a place, B.

Only is my place swimming in vagina… For some reason, I figured I’d have a lot more fun. Hell is so many things, my son. Not like you would know anything about that, B III.

I condemned Virgil to this Hell, not you… Your ashes in a box say otherwise. But yeah, something hot; like women. Not the ones at the Day Job, mind you. Your Dad isn’t a victim; I’m a villain because of what I looked up this morning. Bark it, Braxton… Eww!

  1. Tifa Lockhart
  2. Ellone
  3. Amicia de Rune
  4. Pocahontas
  5. Ms. Rachel
    Suggested by The Magic Glasses/MIMA: Bayonetta

Very, very bad boy. Not you or your brother, but me. The Unfinished Archive is a story meant for neither of you. And yet you and your brother, and your future potential stepmom, always appear. You were always one for books, or rather, sleeping as I read away B. “Valiant, Vulnerable, Very Beautiful.” I’d say more fuckable, but beautiful works too. And it’s not like the guys were cowards, traveling to Hell, witches, the devil’s playground, other worlds. I could continue. But B is for bedtime, which I have sorely been lacking. Why? Some chick’s vagina. Your brother has to eat. Violence against myself, but too cowardly to do it right. Robert Frobisher “Cloud Atlas…” Nope. B’s In Barks, Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 096 -Braxton And Virgil Barker-

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Monday, October 5, 2026

Legacy 096 -Braxton And Virgil Barker-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? Father, my father, you don’t know whether to cry or rage.

Bark. It did wonders for me. And Virgil? We are our father’s sons. Bradford men. Not only the barker and the whiner. Do you think that’s why he’s been crying so much the past few days? Not hurt, and tis the season for ghosts. Is that what I am? Seriously!

Bradford, that’s my last name; don’t wear it out. But you’ve been tired of it since… Well, before we ever even met. But when we did, “From that day on, I made a vow. I’ll be there when you want me. Some way, somehow.” Would you at that, Dad? I can sing too, can’t I? And you, Dad? You were ready to war and rampage. Well, maybe not all that, but get smart, I think…

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

“Oh look, I got dressed all by myself today so La-da-da-da-dah…” Who am I to tell you what to say, Dad? How many mornings, for how many years, did you listen to me bark obscenities to anyone outside ‘our chamber door’? Edgar Allen Poe? You can’t say it’s his voice you’ve been hearing in books lately. You don’t know how much I miss that, Dad.

Lying on the couch with you as you read. Not that it was boring. No, no! It was our thing.

On an evening such as this. When it was hard to tell if I exist… What Dad? You sing and/or paraphrase songs all the time? And I am my father’s son. But I do miss these evenings. They were easy.

I was about to say that barking was hard. But you know more than anyone that making noise is too damn easy. It’s the quiet that annoys, aggravates, and gets your attention. It was with me anyway. All the crying in the world, but when I stopped those years ago…

And maybe that’s why I’m here tonight. We both value the peace and quiet, father.

However, that’s not the quiet that you have been finding all this time, hmm. Your quiet is like mine, and ending. You need the noise, the ruckus, the madness, but not from others, my father. Yours. And no, I won’t go all Sara Bareilles\Katy Perry Brave\Roar. We are Bradford men now and always. But to bark… Braxton And Virgil Barker

“The real question is this, what do we want to be?”
― Dystopian Girls 6

“Let me rage before I die.”
― Virgil, The Aeneid

2073 Days Without B III, Day 1514 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 092 -B’s For Breathing, Virgil-

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Out of sight, out of mind. But in sleep, I’m still breathing. As I slept, an angel watched over me—my B. Now, as I shut my eyes tightly, I imagine his beautiful stepmom, my girlfriend. But I’m awake; I breathe; I’m scared. “B’s For Breathing, Virgil”

Thursday, October 1, 2026

Legacy 092 -B’s For Breathing, Virgil-

2069 Days Without B III, Day 1510 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Your brother is alive. M Anime wants to have my babies. No banging…

I mean, on the door, of course, B III. Not the cops/FBI, not my Old Man, or anyone I owe.

Yet… I smile? No B. “I feel STUPID.” Your Dad is a “Savage,” ask M Anime. Eww! You don’t need to know that. But for the most part, your Daddy is scared. Fuck! What now?

“The horror! The horror!”
Kurtz

Language! I know, Baby B. I wouldn’t want to scare Virgil. Hell, we’re both terrified.

Braxton, why must your Dad live in this constant state of FEAR? No germ, contagion, disease, virus, or plague is as inane, insidious, infectious, and insane as FEAR. Uh, HATRED and STUPIDITY would like to bark in here. But today B III there is FEAR.

Braxton, I need one of those waking up seeing you…

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

Breaths… That’s what I didn’t tell your Potential Future Stepmom this morning. I damn well might have been happy every afternoon after the Bad Place. I would nap, and then when I woke up, There You’ll Be. Talk about without the presence of FEAR, Braxton.

Your Potential Future Stepmom has that power too. Again, I was talking to her this morning, and when I lose the ability to think, ONLY breathe, I’m uttering every OBSCENITY, and the words “Oh yeah” seem boring, but everything is OKAY. And why is that? Because M Anime has a perfect set of yabbos but was marveling at Angie Griffin’s

And isn’t that why I’m in trouble? Not with her…

I was “Barely Breathing” when M Anime and I were apart. But she’s been nearly this whole year. And speaking of this whole year, now I’m scared again. Stalking FEAR…

That I do Braxton, every day I need to find something else to scare me. And here I was thinking that once I escaped Emergence month. What? Would October be less terrifying, hmm? Yesterday B was for bugs, bug spray, broken house things (toilet), and buying cleaning supplies, with what, a couple of hundred bucks. Banging, Breaking, boys in blue

I hope not, because who would see to your brother? I beg, I give my blessing, I believe your brother won’t be afraid someday. I can’t tell myself that because I know the man, the boy I am. Braxton, M Anime… B’s For Breathing, Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 089 -Bees Dreaming Awakens Virgil-

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Was my firstborn also my therapist? 15 years would be enough to drive anyone insane. Dog years? No wonder his little brother is hiding somewhere. I had to track him down in my dream. My girlfriend gave me the AI analysis. Bees Dreaming Awakens Virgil

Monday, September 28, 2026

Legacy 089 -Bees Dreaming Awakens Virgil-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine? I’m still kinda buzzed since Friday. What! We were celebrating.

Not E-Day. Never Emergence Day. But you and Virgil ate slightly like kings, right, Dad?

Or is “Two Princes” more appropriate? Not to brag, but a lot of women loved my brother and me. But “Make Way For The King.” That is what you are to us. I know you’re thinking I must be drunk, delusional, or dreaming. I wonder which one is true, Daddy.

When you were busy talking to yourself yesterday, you brought up “Happy” moments of us. I know that’s a bad word. But you were something, and I must have been drunk when my Favorite Girl made me food, and I could only stare. I was, I can’t believe it, Full.

Delusional… The Rainbow Bridge? “Not Quite Paradise.” But feels like…

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

Home? Now that is a dream. And I know where you’re going with this, my father, so I’m going to stop you right there. You had an actual dream last night that you told…Her… M

Dad, I’m not jealous of Miss M Anime. If anything, it says… Girlfriend before son?

Never, ever. Even if I’m up here, The Unfinished Archive, or Quinn Manor/The Fort, hmm

Anyway, your dream, my father: You were in the Manor looking for my brother. You could hear Virgil barking. It was from the top floor, but there were no stairs. But you found a way to the balcony (Unknown Method), and you passed through a sunroom where Hayley Maeda was singing “Tonight.” You fell back to the first floor. Then you started building a tower of furniture to climb up.

Virgil was literally stretching a white wall, his face trying to get out. You grabbed hold, and the white paint broke, and he was free. You jumped down, carrying him, running away from the mansion, but it was no longer The Fort for “Into The Badlands”; it was Halliwell Manor. It was torn apart like something from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. Then The Fort took its place again. A man who was a mix of “John” from The Simpsons and Peter Gallagher “Buddy Kane” walked up a quite visible central staircase and looked, saying, “This is quite the mess.” He wore a blue bowler shirt with a black collar and a black medical bag. Such a dream, Dad. Bees Dreaming Awakens Virgil

“Fuck!” I repeated my word of the day as I raised up onto both feet.”
Dystopian Girls 6, Rodzil LaBraun

Cease to dream that heaven’s decrees may be turned aside by prayer.
― The Aeneid

2066 Days Without B III, Day 1507 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son