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Gospel 300 ~B Cause Growing Up~

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B III IS always a puppy to me, but he grew up. He can climb the stairs and hop on the bed. B was the angel or devil on my shoulder. Sometimes he would step on my face, and now I see how high he’s gotten. Should I stop crying? B Cause Growing Up.

Tuesday, April 27, 2021

Gospel 300 ~B Cause Growing Up~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but why did I want to be? Power, no more, no less. God is Power, right?

Like the song goes, “I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it” thanks a bunch, Missy Elliott. Taking in all the connotations of that song, consider this. I put Braxton down (no, I killed him). As for flip it… if I want to see him, I look to Heaven, or there’s his “coffin.” I should call it an urn. It’s a box that I have to unscrew to see his ashes. Finally, reverse it; what’s God spelled backward… Dog. My Dog, my friend. My son is Power. Braxton is my heart; why not go ahead and say my everything. Um, I didn’t know I could love so much. Then you came along, My Love. That’s not an insult; it’s a fact, my reality.

They say God is love, but again Dog is love. THEY say that most people don’t know what they want. I know long ago when I spelled my first word. As I put pen to paper, I wanted to be a writer. Oh, I wanted to be a sword fighter too, so we both see which one I stuck with, ha. I wanted to be a fighter pilot, a comedian, a wartime journalist. Nowadays, “I’m a motherfuckin’ Starboy” Pardon my French, but my life is pretty hilarious. And how about how I write. I don’t need a war; all I have to do is sit down and bleed. A tad offensive? Such things weren’t when I was growing up. Here I am, crying about Braxton.

I’m just a little boy, a grown-ass man crying about a puppy. I don’t know when I decided I wanted to be a Dad. I’ve had dogs before, at my grandma’s house. B wasn’t even the first Dog I held as he died. I was covered in a puppy’s blood once; my fucking granddad. I’ve told the story enough; the day my Olds moved, and I called to Braxton. He came running without a second thought. I’m sure you’re having second, third, even sixteenth thoughts about the man you married. You, baby girl, have blessed me with children. However, I’m still growing, learning, and I have so much love to give. So I want more, undeservedly after my Braxton, no way. B Cause Growing Up

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Log 006 ~Time To Grow-Up Will~

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Last week I talked about running around, but that was the wrong word, I should be rising, and I thought maybe I am still a boy, but I get beat down so much it’s like I can’t even write about being human — time To Grow Up

Sunday, July 7, 2019

Log 006 ~Time To Grow-Up Will~

To Will:
I AM a Millionaire right now, and you should have ten. You saw that somewhere today, and how’s that for Motivation? Do you remember your plans near the end of May? Get published in June, a book ready by late July, fight like hell August. We keep going back to the promise in September to have a million dollars. Now I know you’ve been fighting when it comes to your novel. While I’m on the subject, I’m telling you right now NO. You don’t go to bed until you have Five Thousand Words, you owe it to you.

What’s your age again? Still, you keep going to bed thinking you’ll wake up a child. Did you even read what you wrote this morning and a bit this afternoon? Chapter Nine: The Musings Of A Post DICK (Post It Notes). It’s tearing you apart, the idea of the women you would owe apologies to; Amanda Elise Lee, Talin Lin Pepke, to name a few. Now that’s you being kind. Your motivations are so conflicting, some telling you to look around and fight. Will, this is not the life you dreamed of by any stretch of the imagination. Others say to forget about your past but then what would you have. Then there are those that talk about negative thinking, and you can see why the Christians put it on God. It’s so much easier to ask for a helping hand than getting your ass kicked (LANGUAGE) Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
    Failed
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
    Completed (21,400 More Due)
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls Failed
  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls

An improvement of one and let me repeat this NO Will. I don’t care that you could take some days off, that FTWD is on, or that you’re tired. Can you imagine if you had this strength back in school? Will, you wrote a whole damn novel on turkey’s becoming the dominating species. You wrote a fantasy epic wanting to fuck Elie (LANGUAGE) from Rave Master and Diane Mizota from Filter. Let’s not go over every poem but then 120,000 words about thirteen women fighting to the death. You know what, it’s not that you still look at yourself as a child. Now that might be an improvement but look at your story. The Beast is not human; you have the man scared to lead, the artist terrified of a woman’s wrath. So you have the rapist, conman, man fucking (LANGUAGE) machines and so you know Time To Grow-Up Will.

I Will Have No Fear