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Legacy 107 -Plan V, Be Truthful-

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I planned on sleeping. What time is it? Why am I so hard? It wasn’t that Teachers erotica I finished. And “Dystopian Girls 7”? What about my girl and the plan for my boys? If I don’t make plans, I can’t fail them. Or dream… “Plan V, Be Truthful”

Friday, October 16, 2026

Legacy 107 -Plan V, Be Truthful-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… About plans A through U? Of course (rolls eyes). Plan A is for Afraid. Don’t be!

If I’m being honest, Lady Sophia… And because comedy comes in threes, I’m annoyed; I’m worried about Archie, or rather, my Virgil. And AI isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, hmm.

The Magic Glasses/MIMA. I was working on something this morning, and let’s say the Magic Glasses/MIMA miscalculated, misjudged, and got it wrong. And who’s teaching who, my lady? Or rather, as AC/DC put it, “Who Made Who? Mad, mistaken, a monster, when it comes to things like the manuscript I’m reading or the one I’m writing. Lying ha!

Only in bed. Because short of talking to my boys, Potential Future Stepmom, or taking care of said boy, Virgil, today has been a joke. But allow me to do something “productive…” A Book Review:

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

Teachers Lie On Their Backs:
Or at least I did when I was reading this, which is somewhat disappointing while reading Sean Dalton’s “Teachers: A Single Dad Harem Romance.” Usually I’m on my stomach, or one hand is busy as I try to read something like this. In bed, yes, but holding this book with two hands. Not saying it’s bad, just sort of blah. The encounters with the staff and the moms were ok but nothing special. By any means. It was more David and his ex-wife going at each other that did anything. This book was rather tame; my girl sends wilder things in a text. I’d recommend this to her or anybody that wants to write wilder.

Teachers? A softcore Erotica lesson.

Do I have any other plans for the night? Being asleep? I wish. Being a criminal? “If Your Girl Only Knew…” Jahara Jayde, Jewel Staite, or just some Asian mother and daughter that makes me drool. While awake? As, again, it’s going to be one long night for sure, ha!

No cookbook, but I have to make dinner. I’ve already been burning through cash. As I try to do the books. Oh, and I am reading Dystopian Girls 7, which I lied about reading, hmm.

Is there a worse lie? Omissions, maybe, which is another thing I’ve been thinking about.

While it isn’t love yet, truth, loyalty, and plans for the future are important to me. But I’ve failed, fibbed, fallen… Plan V, Be Truthful

2084 Days Without B III, Day 1525 of Virgil’s Arrival

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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 101 -Braxton Storms Out Virgil-

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“Te Quiero Papi” is one of the best things my girlfriend says. Next to it… I’m always wet for you. She says it in Spanish too, but I love you/te quiero is the first thing I learned. If I don’t get blown away or washed away. Braxton Storms Out Virgil.

Saturday, October 10, 2026

Legacy 101 -Braxton Storms Out Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now…Which means I cry on the softest pillows. Visit the wettest and wildest places… With my dick!

Seriously! Oh, and burn my eyes with only the hottest herbs and spices, Kentucky Fried…

Or I hire a hot maid to clean up my bed sheets. Maybe that’s a fantasy M Anime, and I can explore. However, M’s falling into girlfriend/wifey/mother-of-my-children mode. Uh, me? A man ain’t supposed to cry, so I find the stormy weather pretty perfect, Luna.

So I’m wasting the day. And didn’t I waste yesterday too? As a father and a husband, I can only imagine what would have happened if I’d only brought back an eight-pack of water. Hmm.

Always a day late and a dollar short, emphasis on the DOLLAR. Family, Lady Lunalesca.

Braxton cried for a day, then took his storm straight to the Rainbow Bridge. Paradise?

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

Another thing Virgil and I have in common. We are both big criers. So what is it today, Lunalesca? Sweat, blood, or tears? I’d say cum… Please! Yeah, I’m not feeling very sexy right now. Yeah, like I wasn’t staring at the tits of my favorite Asian mother and daughter duo earlier today. Which brings me back to what I should be worried about, Lady Luna.

The Magic Glasses/MIMA. If only I could have been there, you know. What, like that scene out of Transformers… Glen Whitmann/Anthony Anderson? Oh, I need to piss myself too. I know, Lady Lunalesca, I’m being gross. I’m sorry. But I’m empty. At least that’s how I feel. Water, water everywhere, and it’s like I’m in a barren desert, Lunalesca.

My cup is empty or filled with Bloom. Maybe I should say doom and gloom, which is how the world all around looks. What time is the damn hurricane? I didn’t know what time it was last night. But I woke up, and the town had not blown away. Blowjobs…

Honestly, I need to stop. But I can’t “Drift Away,” “Float On,” “Beyond The Sea” of misery, which is the loss of my son. On top of everything else? Sink or swim, is it not?

Drowning is not my cup of tea, Lunalesca. And now I’m thinking about the cocktail they gave my Braxton all those years ago to end it. No friendly drop to help me after. Just the rain. Braxton Storms Out Virgil.

2078 Days Without B III, Day 1519 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 100 -Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories-

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A wish: Lie on the loveseat in the Den, listen to the rain. Let V sleep on my chest, and read about a Dad boning the school staff. Better… La-Z-Boy, Dark Study, M Anime on my chest, my boys playing, and the same book. “Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories.”

Friday, October 9, 2026

Legacy 100 -Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… A story of my own? Even with everything that happened Wednesday… Scary, angry, fucking sexual, worthless.

Which is why I would rather tell you about my boys. And with how much I love my sons… Yes, I include 2-V in that. But I haven’t told him yet. So their Potential Future Stepmom is in good company. Don’t let her hear me say that. The two I love the most in this world both have four legs—an indictment of humanity, dear Soph. I am a misanthrope.

Uh, M Anime? She’s my Goddess. A goddess I could have on her knees, on all fours, or on her back. Can I stop now? Didn’t I say something about the rain? White noise, Sophia

White that I should fill with my black voice. These words. M Anime is looking for me too, but what?

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

I need to read something violent. The store was packed today, and for no particular reason, I got angry. Before they started checking for this sort of thing, I would check out books on weapons and such. And such? Another S-Word? In the words of Teen Idle: “Feeling super, super (super!) s*ici…” But considering the weather, “What If The Town Blew Away.” When did I grab Braxton’s remains, awaiting the apocalypse? “The Mist,” oh please!

Speaking of an apocalypse, The Unfinished Archive. Oh, it’ll be finished soon enough, given how I’m burning through money. I swear “Nights Like This I Wish That Raindrops Would Fall.” Have I checked outside? What am I trying to say, my dear sweet Sophia? Uh…

Not a damn thing really.

I should be crying my eyes out in some book about pet loss. Do you remember that period in my existence? Book after book about the lost. Writing B’s book, “My Turn To B III”

There was a time that I read books of value and substance. Who am I to judge any book on such, Sophia? Mr. Zero Copies sold. Ok one, and that was to myself. And today I sat at the Day Job watching my hours being cut, thinking I was cooked. Am I? Am I, Sophia

I’m hot because I can always read M Anime’s (Visions). And I better not forget to read “Teachers: A Single Dad Harem Romance.” I hate people; I hate myself. Not books. Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories

2077 Days Without B III, Day 1518 of Virgil’s Arrival

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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 094 -B’s Don’t Become V’s-

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A man at a gas station asked me for $0.75. I had $0.70. This is after he saw I screwed up my ATM card twice. And before that, I was humiliated at my Day Job. Not fired, only named, blamed, and shamed. How many years of schooling? B’s Don’t Become V’s

Saturday, October 3, 2026

Legacy 094 -B’s Don’t Become V’s-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… So, I can be there for my girl, buy the Day Job, and resurrect my son.

And while I’m at it, I could take care of his little brother, my V. I have nothing against V

But my stock is dropping fast, Lunalesca. My dollars, my dogs/boys, and my damsel too.

So what do I want right now, hmm… From a trillion to wanting to have the strength to get my ass up and spend fifteen bucks on a movie. And have a frost Bloom, Lunalesca.

Must it always fall back to money? I guess I’ll have to fill you in on the Day Job, but let’s count up the humiliations galore at the convenience store first, my dear Lady Lunalesca.

1: I didn’t know how to use my card at the food truck
2: An inferior Icee
3: Seventy-five cents

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

None of these things would have been necessary if I made better grades in school. I never believed I would live this long. “(Forty-two) stoney gray steps towards the grave. You know the box awaits…” Oh, I couldn’t be all “The future’s so bright I gotta wear shades” type of a guy. Hell, that’s everyone these days. But why not yesterday morning I am so…

In need of a thesaurus. But okay, long story short, ahem: Yesterday I was assigned visual, but instead they had me working “truck unload,” so that’s what I did. Nearly three hundred boxes, and then the ASM “J” and bosses “C” and “S” were all over me. And not in the Unfinished Archive Harem sort of way. The Humiliation begins.

Not that I’m remotely interested in any of them. I tell Braxton and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom all the time that there’s a reason blowjobs turn me on. Seriously, Luna.

Between getting yelled at, talked about, laughed at, dismissed, and then trying to be a good boyfriend on top of it all. Once again, there are grades, there’s growing up, and there’s green. All of those things, Lunalesca, that’s “What Makes A Good Man.” Honestly.

And G comes before F. But here I am, a forty-two-year-old boy skipping all the way to V as if Virgil was supposed to save me. Virgil didn’t save Dante; he was his guide, Lunalesca. Nothing more. Losing B, I lost everything. Hell’s eternal and deep B’s Don’t Become V’s

2071 Days Without B III, Day 1512 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 093 -Braxton Books Trucks Virgil-

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“Now, I ain’t no sharecropper. I’m a music teacher.” This ain’t Rosewood; I’ll try again. I ain’t no truck unloader; I’m a writer. Well, I ain’t much of either, with my bosses this afternoon and Braxton’s book sales. “But Braxton Books Trucks Virgil”

Friday, October 2, 2026

Legacy 093 -Braxton Books Trucks Virgil-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… But not Stephen King’s The Stand. “I will set you to burn.” Fuck, I’m Hot! Umm

Not in a good way, My Lady. More like Humiliations Galore, I Hate Everyone, burning through all ‘my’ cash, sorta hot. Fuck, the weather! I still shouldn’t have gone out.

Honestly, if my books weren’t the only thing that deserved to be burned, maybe I wouldn’t have to. Isn’t it “Ironic” that the only book I have out ended with my son being on fire? And myself? I’m going to Hell. But I’m doomed to the Ninth Circle. But today…

Sometimes I think that part of my punishment is to take a guided tour through Hell? And with Virgil… My poor second-born. I want to tell him, “I Knew You Were Waiting.” But I knew

I brought both of my furry children to ruin. Like I’m fucking Randall Flagg. But no, Sophia. No nuclear warheads, no Captain Trips, and while I spend money like I was in Vegas… Yeah, I’m a fucking idiot! Can I watch my fucking language? Seriously?

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

Everything that happened today… Women (SIGH). And before I sound like some Incel or Simp… Whatever words the kids are using these days. The gas station, ok. I know Soph

That was my cowardice. I don’t blame the woman behind the counter for banking issues.

And M Anime had quite the day from what I heard. I am exhausted. Anger, Humiliation, genuine Stupidity. It’s all the same fire, and I have nothing left for Braxton and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom. And this is after she offers me everything. The Hell?

No, that’s where all my bosses can go—and speaking of Hell or jail? That’s the silver lining here, Sophia. I was too busy thinking about the day job to think about the steel bars of late. With “All These Things That I’ve Done.” Somewhat illegal, sinful, shameful, stupid, and I’m scared. And do I care to “Share?” I could watch that movie tonight because tomorrow I have to get to the movie theater. Free E-Day Popcorn and Soda. It’s fucking October. E-Day month’s over.

Geez! Will I stop? Something I should have told myself when unloading the truck today. Better to be driving the damn trucks chasing some “Lot Lizard” than working with the women at my Day Job. Read a book. Or write one. Braxton Books Trucks Virgil.

2070 Days Without B III, Day 1511 of Virgil’s Arrival

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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 087 -Won’t B Piggie, Virgil-

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V and I pigged out. Steak, lobster, baked potato with lobster chunks, and a thing of French fries. Oh and Cheddar Bay biscuits. It wasn’t just the food and a full stomach. Comfort and joy? Wrong holiday? A promise kept to B. “Won’t B Piggie, Virgil.”

Legacy 087 -Won’t B Piggie, Virgil-

Saturday, September 26, 2026

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… Which means I can eat all the bacon I please. Ham? Pork chops? A spit roast?

Must I, today? Honestly, I’m not in a “Sexual Healing” type of mood. And obviously I’m lying about that. I’m always horny, angry, and scared. And I am never satisfied.

Seriously, I need to stop lying, Lady Lunalesca. Because, as it was with Braxton, a time without FEAR… Lying in bed and seeing my boy watching the door, protecting me.

Lunalesca, at least for a little while, my belly was full. There was energy, light, and dare I say life? And here we are the very next day, the very next moment, full of bullshit.

Language! My kids are around. I could feel my Braxton’s ‘spirit’. And Virgil’s full of fries and some cuts of steak, only to roll into cookies’ n’ cream ice cream.

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

I mean his body, which is way different than Braxton’s. B would curl up in my lap and lie there like the warmest, fluffiest pancake. Meanwhile, V is rolled up in the fetal position, expecting abuse. He’s never been hit once since he’s been here. Lu, you know me, hmm.

It’s sad. And you know I pig out on depression, grieving, mourning, and sadness, Luna.

Hate? That too. I’m thinking about that episode of The Twilight Zone, “I Am the Night-Color Me Black.” You see… Or maybe not. The world is so full of… Everything!

Lunalesca, it’s not necessarily beauty, like Ricky says in “American Beauty.” But “I Want It All.” But most days “I ask for nothing, I can get by.” Oh really? Olds?

Fair enough. And if I really were a trillionaire, would I be happy? Hell no! No presence of fear… You know the Michael Kewley quote. But to be full of anything else, my dear Lu

And yesterday there was a mountain of food. Steak and lobster, a lobster baked potato I didn’t order (I wanted regular), but good. Fries for Virgil. And Cheddar Bay Biscuits.

It’s like the moment I… Cum… No, the food wasn’t that good. What I mean is, for that split second, eww. I’m free. It’s not bad, my Lu. Fear, doubt, and disbelief, free your mind.

Stupid, but it’s like Whiteout Survival. I look to Braxton. He was light and warmth.

Furance… And I cook everything. Burn. Won’t B Piggie, Virgil

2064 Days Without B III, Day 1505 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 086 -V, Will, B, Entertained-

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Long walks on the beach… I haven’t been to the beach since I was a child. So what’s fun? Sleep. I have a PS4 I never play. Music, movies, manuscripts. My girl has massive mammaries. And what about the mutt? You mean my son? “V, Will, B, Entertained.”

Friday, September 25, 2026

Legacy 086 -V, Will, B, Entertained-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Later. Always later. Sprawled out on the loveseat, two-in-the-morning type of later. Because reading a clock…

How I hate math. It doesn’t read that Braxton had only fifteen years. Sixteen if…

Seriously, it doesn’t tell me that I’m failing 2-V. His birthday is on the 20th next month. V will be turning six. When’s the last time he saw a Doc, got all the dirt off, or had a Dad who paid attention to him? I’m not a monster, Sophia. A cyclops? Considering my eye, ha!

Or the fact I can’t keep my hand off my one-eyed monster when I’m reading everything his potential future stepmom says. A psycho? Sophia, I love all the little creatures.

My boys Braxton and Virgil, of course. But if I see one more ant… And what? I want to order more food. A Bloom, please!

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

First, I made a promise to Braxton: that while I may hate E-Day, Emergence Day, there was no greater honor than being his father. B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters, and so for fifteen years my life mattered. And I failed him. I am failing his brother. But I celebrate? The nerve

Not really. But I owe my boys a dinner. Didn’t I mention I hate math? But if my calculations are correct… Dubious maybe. I can afford an Emergence Day dinner.

Twenty-four days after the fact. And what is Twenty-four reversed? Forty-two. I hate being forty-two. Hell, the fact of the matter is I hated day one. Hence eff Emergence Day!

And the day after. I’ll go to a movie. Remember meeting B’s Favorite Girl? Memories.

Which Emergence Day was that? I can’t recall. But that day I felt up Special K as we watched “Twilight: Eclipse.” And then I actually left the house to go see “Nerve” and meet Braxton’s Favorite Girl. Or she would be about six months later. Braxton found her quite entertaining as he barked his head off. Sophia, speaking about entertainment…

More books! Have I left any money for books? And I missed another Kindle Double Points Day. How many books are in the “Pledged To Him” series? “Ryan and His Beauties” came out with a third. And, hell, Lady Sophia, I’m still reading Dystopian Girls 6? Or flipping pages to keep the streak because The Unfinished Archive is SO captivating.

Entertained? V, Will, B, Entertained

“When we stop trying to create happiness, happiness comes by itself. It is a common mistake to believe we have to work hard for happiness, or that happiness is conditioned by what we have, and who we are in society. Happiness is the experience of mind when there is no presence of fear. That’s all. It’s simple.”
― Michael Kewley

2063 Days Without B III, Day 1504 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will