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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 104 -Virgil And The B’s-

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Love should give me enough energy to wake up. But I really, really, REALLY missed having a Bloom this morning. And I haven’t seen any bugs in a minute. FEAR is a big motivator. And Braxton knows I don’t love that. “Virgil And The B’s”

Tuesday, October 13, 2026

Legacy 104 -Virgil And The B’s-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? Then how come I don’t say it? “Yo te quiero, Papi Y te deseo”. Honey?

I want you to know I hear you. I do. I will. However, marriages go in this day and age, you know. Love is more than a buzzword to me. Though, to paraphrase Virgil Hawkins, aka Static Shock (My son V’s name was inspired by a lot of things). Ok, the word LOVE does put a shock to my system. I forget how to speak English. I can’t eat… Well, you… Do I ever stop? And I can’t get enough of hearing that word; it’s like a song from Glee:

“’Cause I feel that when I’m with you, It’s alright, I know it’s right
And the songbirds are singing
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before”
Songbird, Glee Cast

And don’t get mad for the comparison, but Braxton showed me love until his last…

Breath… Beat of his heart… Belief in his eyes that I would bring him back. That’s what Dads do, hmm:

“He was the boy’s father. Father’s are supposed to protect their sons, not leave them alone.”
― A Different Alchemy

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

But what do husbands do? “Well, I’ll be sitting here. Working on this beer. Oh, baby, I love you, just leave me the fuck alone.” You know I don’t drink. No, I’m just tired today.

And so I’m sitting here humming “I Want A New Drug.” “But Your Love Is My Drug,” isn’t it? Oh, looks like I found my phone. Plus, I have a puppy sleeping on my lap, and you know the law. You can’t move for anything. And if Virgil were Braxton, it would not even be a question. Again, being sleepy turns me into a fucking meanie. And yesterday I was talking to Braxton about beast. But I’m not some superhero trying to keep my control.

I’m not a fucking drunk.

I’m “Just A Man.” And what is worse than a man? People are so vexed with what a woman is. The people MAGA has no respect for. Incubators. Broodmares for the state, the fear out of The Handmaid’s Tale. But you are my wife, and the things we do, hmm…

I’m surprised I don’t bother you about my Stuff And Thang more often. Bugging you.

That’s what I feel like sometimes. I want to say I’m a busy bee, but I’m more of a mosquito:

“If you think you’re too small to make a difference, try sleeping in a closed room with a mosquito.”
―

But I’m squished and squashed. It’s like I’m constantly bleeding out. “These wounds won’t seem to heal. This pain is just too real.” “Oh yes, there will be blood.” I write shit. But Honey, there’s you. Virgil And The B’s

2081 Days Without B III, Day 1522 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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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 097 -B’s Blindness Binds Virgil-

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The mind’s eye and my one-eyed monster have been plenty busy these past few days. But my own eyes; I can’t see nothing, or I see too damn much. But as usual, I only want to shut my eyes and sleep. And after? And after… B’s Blindness Binds Virgil

Tuesday, October 6, 2026

Legacy 097 -B’s Blindness Binds Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? “Can you hear? Can you read? Are you receiving the signal? Do you copy me?”

Wow, that’s saying a lot… Not me, Theresa Walker’s “I Don’t Wanna Die.” How I wish we could sit here and watch the movie “Dead Air.” Can I even see it? I just don’t know.

Didn’t somebody say, love is blind? And apparently deaf as well. And how about, Stupid

“I feel stupid,” because today I want to show gratitude. For Braxton? No matter where my boy may roam, he still sees his way HOME to me. In spirit, at least. And he loves me.

Honestly, it made me blind to how he aged. I didn’t see some old man. I saw my son, B.

So my blindness must have been going on for a while because I see Virgil cuddling closer and closer still.

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

He’ll be six in two weeks, October 20. Not even halfway to his brother’s age yet, and he’s already like a ghost. Do I see him yet? Do he and Braxton see each other? Sometimes…

Yeah, maybe I am blind. I think I see Braxton nudging him forward, but Braxton could be standing in the way, and that’s why he’s scared to come in. Braxton is all Gandalf the Grey: you shall not pass. For a while, I thought Braxton had become Gandalf the White in Virgil’s little body. Reincarnation? Necromancy? I am grateful that isn’t true, my love. Why, because of how I treat Virgil? The younger brother from “The Man Who Watched the World End” or the burned son from “A Different Alchemy”?

I am grateful for all these insights I’ve been seeing, even about you, my love, The Unfinished Archive. Since I haven’t been using the Magic Glasses/MIMA for ideas, I have sought my own counsel. The Man in the Mirror? Seriously! When it comes to you:

You are the Phoenix Queen, and every other sister is a part of you. Lily, your garden, and my mourning. Kyouko Sakai, your sex drive. Cassandra, your exuberant strength. Sophitia, your mature strength. Skye, your ties to the Earth and knowledge. Judy, your expertise, green thumb. 2B, wanting to be a better woman. Nico, your knives. Melina, your scars and faith. Sadly, my brain isn’t getting smart; my head’s been fucked up. “My eyes, my eyes. B’s Blindness Binds Virgil

2074 Days Without B III, Day 1515 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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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 090 -B Plays Portal Virgil-

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What Hell is this? What time? Which dimension? But it all tracks. A loving and loyal wife. Same for the family, furry and not. And the home? Monday, Fine. Today… A reenactment of the movie Starship Troopers. I prefer Succubus 8. B Plays Portal Virgil

Tuesday, September 29, 2026

Legacy 090 -B Plays Portal Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But do you know what I need to reread? Pet Loss? Some love story? Kinda

The instructions to the game “Portal”? How I miss the days when games came with actual instruction booklets. I love those. And players’ guides. Game Genie. To have time again.

But no. What I’m in the mood for today is Succubus 8 (Riddles And Revenge): A LitRPG Series by A.J. Markam. “Give Me One Reason to stay here,” you say… May I suggest “Portal 2”? Seriously, what is it about me and portals today? And in the spirit of full transparency, I’ve never played either Portal. And I’m trying to remember Succubus 8 as best I can. This is what happens when you don’t use a woman for audiobooks. Sheesh!

Anyway, I finally got to bed last night, and this morning everything has gone cattywampus.

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

Your lover, your best friend, your husband, father to our children, I damn sure try!

Honestly though, a plumber, an exterminator, a repair guy, an award-winning author, my love… This is where it is written, “you have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting.” Yes, I am guilty of saying that every day is worse than the last. But with you, our children, fur and skin, I can survive. Only today it’s like I stepped through a portal… Maybe only by a few days to show all my effing loserdom.

You don’t know how badly I want to go back right now. How far? It has nothing to do with you, my boys, our family. Just me. My E-Day wish.

Near the end of E-Day month. I wish the day never existed. Always and forever.

Honestly… I know, my love, I know. I tend to take things too far. But that’s because I want to be even farther away. Or is it further? Did I mention that my writing sucks?

Anyway, A.J. Markam’s protagonist “Ian” had powers over the “Hell Pont”; he could use portals to travel anywhere. Why do you think I chose magic in The Unfinished Archive? Necromancy, time travel, and, portals. And why yesterday was “FINE”.

Today: Ants, busted drawer, crazy toilet, and let’s not forget about the car. Loving you?

Going to see a movie, lying in bed prattling on about the Halliwell sisters. Beats Hell. B Plays Portal Virgil.

2067 Days Without B III, Day 1508 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

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