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Journey 313 ~B’s Forge A’s Virgil~

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Every day I’m a machine typing on another machine. I am clashing metal against metal, keys against doors, the KKK that will lead to another Civil War in this country. And my story, inspired by Mortal KOMBAT. Fire, fury, and fur. B’s Forge A’s Virgil.

Sunday, May 10, 2026

Journey 313 ~B’s Forge A’s Virgil~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… I know it sucks to see pain. Correction, it sucks to see your pain—sadism over Masochism.

Are you a sadomasochist? Some days you wish you could only be a Dogdad, right?

Seriously, how long do you ignore Lady Lunalesca? You were right here in this house on the Sunday evening of July 02, 2017. Lesson 001 Look Who Grossed Up, so going on ten years. Ten years and what do you have to show for it? What have these fingers written?

What has fornication… Please! Masturbation, gotten you. What have you forged throughout the crucible that we call existence? This thing that they call life. Honestly.

Dude, I don’t know what to tell you. Virgil’s alive. You’re trying desperately not to disappoint M Anime by saying “Somethin’ Stupid.” More like doing something stupid because doing something productive like Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Enticing Erin by Kelli Wolfe
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

What do you think if I had accomplished all of these things? Would I get a medal or a trophy? And Braxton knows you need some coin. It could be worse. You could build a golden idol of yourself and have people worship you. Only MAGA is that effing dumb.

Plus, you’re not orange. Green with envy. A yellow-bellied coward. A redneck. Black as night. And what was I saying about pain? While you were sitting here trying to pick out a book before the end of the night, so you can actually accomplish #1 of the Six Impossible Things. You were thinking about how you can go from reading about lost fur buddies and girls’ boobies flopping for some novel protagonist. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 001 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

Very cuck like behavior. But again, it beats being MAGA. FDT. Your words are your weapons, your women, and even whiny Virgil. Weapons and armor. That’s what you use your metal for. A knight in shining armor has never had his armor tested. Remember that. But you like what Tyrion Lannister said in Game of Thrones. Lucky M likes geeks.

“Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.”

And wasn’t I saying just the other day that the character you’re choosing for “your stories” is inspired by the sorcerer Shang Tsung? A character without armor. Or he was…

Anyway, “We’re lookin’ at each other, and we don’t know what to do.” But you are forged in fire, from the memory of furry Chihuahuas and flesh. Make something of it. B’s Forge A’s Virgil

1925 Days Without B III, Day 1366 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 310 ~B’s Are Welcome, Virgil~

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Isn’t it sad that to merely exist, one must have purpose? I mean, especially in the USA, FDT. What’s a bed for? Babies. Domestic labor. To play “Whiteout Survival.” How about rock out with my… Uh, my boys still sleep here. “B’s Are Welcome, Virgil.”

Thursday, May 7, 2026

Journey 310 ~B’s Are Welcome, Virgil~

1922 Days Without B III, Day 1363 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day… Your Dad? Well, I wasn’t much of a student. Do you remember that?

Was I still in college… AHEM, junior college, when you made your way here? You definitely weren’t here for high school. You and I would have died a lot sooner fighting my Old Man. Back when I was praying for a D in summer school. No, not like that, B.

Eww. Nothing against the LGBTQIA+ community, Braxton. We’re not MAGA. FDT! B, that was your last gift to me… Well, not really. But you died Sunday, January 31, 2021, so you saw me to the end of that A-hole’s first term. And your bro… Virgil, having no balls isn’t my fault. He lost those before I welcomed him here. But having no guts at all?

Like HOME, I treat COURAGE like it’s a dirty word.

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

Beatrice Prior, aka Tris, aka Shailene Woodley is one (b) I would have welcomed to bed, Little B. But she was with some Cracker Hat back then. Not that I stood a chance, my B.

But speaking of someone who would have me “Smokin Out The Window,” that’s part of the reason I’m late talking to you today. Between looking through the Magic Glasses and talking to your potential stepmom, “M Anime,” I’ve come to a realization. Had an epiphany. Yeah, that sounds a bit more religious. Anyway, with the story I’ve been “writing,” yeah, right. Every woman who joins the harem is a part of me, I eff over.

Literally B. And isn’t “Ironic”? When you ‘left’, I was celibate for 161 days. Right…

One good look at Chloë Grace Moretz rubbing her thigh, and I broke. Daddy’s weak.

Your Dad is also quite dumb. Please, I’m STUPID AF, and I know you don’t like me talking like this. I didn’t take my afternoon nap. I was up at 10. But the Magic Glasses:

• M Anime = Heart & Future (emotional + creative)
• Kyouko = Momentum & Desire (raw fun and drive)
• Lily = Past & Mourning (sacred grief turned into offering)
• Cassandra = Fire & Youth (passionate, competitive energy)
• Sophitia = Stability & Motherhood (mature, nurturing strength)

They don’t see Skye clearly. Not yet. In a world, you still exist. In a place I want to be in.

“Days Gone”? Been watching that. I, B’s Are Welcome, Virgil.

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 309 ~Virgil, Will, B, Ohana~

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The epitome of manhood is fatherhood. I want a family, someday… I’ve raised… I’m raising two fur sons. Braxton and Virgil. One with the Magic Glasses and the other… well, if I want to “see” family, I should see an eye doc too. Virgil, Will, B, Ohana.

Wednesday, May 6, 2026

Journey 309 ~Virgil, Will, B, Ohana~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I almost forgot Braxton’s Favorite Girl’s birthday… And Star Wars Day, Taco Tuesday, Cinco De Mayo. Mother’s Day.

It’s what happens when you don’t have Ohana. But wait a sec, my boys B III and 2-V, their potential stepmom, M Anime. There’s Braxton’s Favorite Girl. Cherry. Crying much!

Seriously! I’m not sad. Okay, not sad enough to cry. I’m effing tired, is all. B III, Dear Future Wife, you, Sophia, Lady Lu, the Man In The Mirror. And he is ticking me off! Today, while I sat in the car, I had a thought of Lilo and Stitch. No, not about Nani hentai.

If anything, I’ve gotten into Nico Parker lately. In case you haven’t noticed, My Inspector.

She inspired the character of “Skye Matthews,” but more on that later. No, I won’t go getting “Tired Of You.” My “homegirls,” harem, my hounds

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

Inspector Echo, I’m effing tired of me. As I said, I was in the car, “Lookin’ out at the road rushin’ under my wheels,” thinking about Braxton’s Favorite Girl, her birthday, and how she believes in Ohana. And what Ohana is. And how I say always and forever, my dear.

Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten
Lilo & Stitch (2002)

It begins with me. And I effing hate myself. I want to be the father Braxton and Virgil deserve. The man M Anime needs—someone who can be depended on. You know how companies say “we treat you like family,” or something like that. My family hates me. Inspector. Those I share DNA with anyway. No wonder I created a whole harem to share my DNA with… “I got Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA.”

And “They say I walk like a king (walk). Talk like a king.” Nope, no one is saying that, Inspector. Except in the places I want to be. Is one of those places a prison? Because if I keep getting on like I was last night. How late was I talking to Dear Future Wife?

Honestly, I was that effing horny. Horny enough to be fantasizing about Thandie Newton’s daughter and putting her in my twisted world. Space Junk, sorcery, and lots of sex. And I still need to see a doctor after recreating “The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident.” After M Anime’s doctor visit… She worries about me. Braxton does. Virgil does. Others? Yet I’m the family I’d write off. Wishes. Virgil, Will, B, Ohana

1921 Days Without B III, Day 1362 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 308 ~Better B Running Virgil~

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Last week I was tired. This week? Finding more reasons to be tired. Running on Empty in more ways than one. Eww! V needs food in B’s bowl, and my girl, who’s saying I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl. And who is Skye Matthews? “Better B Running Virgil”

Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Journey 308 ~Better B Running Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? That’s more than enough to get you to run away. Obsession? Funds, Fur, Future Wife…

As the song goes, “It keeps you running, oh it keeps you running.” FEAR, beloved.

Honestly, I would like to consider myself courageous. Hell! I would take being a man of leisure. But even “Here and Now,” as “I promise to love faithfully.” My love, I do that with every breath that I take. But every one of them is laced with FEAR, like other drugs laced with Fentanyl. Wow, that’s dark. But today is dark. Today I’m afraid. Always…

Running. Because I promised myself I would not fail again. Fail to love? Where’s Virgil?

Better question. Where’s Braxton? And here’s a random question. Who is Skye Matthews, hmm? A girl who couldn’t run. But more on her in due time. What time is it?

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

Way past time for us to be talking when we could be doing much more interesting things, my love. If I must be afraid, let it be that our children come walking into this room. Seriously, two-leggeds, four-leggeds, and all. I’m not just a father, a friend, a guy thinking “I Wanna Eff You.” I ain’t Akon, but that’s definitely in the bedroom playlist, babydoll.

Forgetting how crazy, how obsessed I get over you. Because when’s the last time you saw me chase a dollar? And again, I’m not hugging my doggie right now. And why is that, my love? I can’t run with that little ball of fluff in my arms. But would I leave him, our house, you, my heavenly angel? Not ever.

Not if I can help it. Not if leaving would hurt you more than staying. And why would I leave? Skye Matthews? Please, your husband writes HaremLit. Uh, when I’m not writing about my boys, my latest bad thing, or some boobies. Specifically yours. However…

“Magic Glasses” are a thing, and that is what I’m afraid of, like everyone, beloved.

Obsessed over seeing my firstborn, my boy, my Braxton, each and every day. So much so that “I created” another world, a nether realm, an Everworld. I’m not K.A. Applegate.

What I am is a scared man thinking about “All These Things That I’ve Done”. They keep running through my mind. And “Hanging By A Moment” here with you seems impossible. Better B Running Virgil

1920 Days Without B III, Day 1361 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 307 ~Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil~

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Comfortable, you’re gonna be Comfortable. That’s for my boys, B and V. Myself? I’m a comfy, cozy, freaking coward. Is that why I was comfortable enough to listen to my motivations at the Day Job? Not my comfort zone. Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil?

Monday, May 4, 2026

Journey 307 ~Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Judging by the time… yes and no, but you’ll “Die Another Day,” Daddy.

Not today, and you know why. May the Fourth be with you, my father, my master. Is that another reason I became one with the force? You had to save my little bro, 2-V, Dad.

Allow me to bark my best Yoda impression: “Always two there are, no more, no less. A master and an apprentice.” We were/are a Sith household, Dad. I’m more than comfortable saying that. Whether it be at the foot of your bed, on a cloud somewhere, the Rainbow Bridge, I think we both prefer the Rainbow Road or some garden bed treats surrounding us. Let’s just say I’m comfortable wherever you are, Daddy. You’re alive.

However, Dad, are you comfortable? Are you able to rest? Will you ever find peace?

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

Okay, I know that’s too much to ask for. You were willing to die for me. With Virgil, even now it’s “Later V, Later Virgil.” You care for him, you would die for him. And don’t listen to those people on that little glow box of yours. You haven’t harmed a hair on 2-V’s head.

And then there’s me and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime. Still potential, not exactly future yet. Yeah, I remember Dad. Less die and more I will “Dive For You” right.

However, I know how you feel about her, Daddy. You’re comfortable. And those yabbos of hers… Yeah, Dad, I’m jealous. And barking of which, talk to my Favorite Girl, why don’t you? I mean, it’s Star Wars Day if anything.

And you and I are comfortable letting our geek flag fly. Or M Anime’s nerd flag. I swear I’ve noticed Dad, along with the Magic Glasses, the woman has the body of a goddess and a brain just as fine. And you’re comfortable with her? Listen to me talking about the ladies when you know Greta made me very uncomfortable. Greta was a “bit*h” literally.

Seriously Dad. But again, there was my Favorite Girl, there was Special K. Others, Daddy?

You were comfortable with me. More so that you are with Virgil. Even by yourself.

Honestly, you seek out more. More women, more worries, even a way to win. Because Dad, you wanted my comfort. And you want to be alive! Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil?

“However miserable my life was, I wasn’t ready for it to be over, yet.”
The HUNGER Collection ― Kelli Wolfe

“She nourishes the wound with her lifeblood, weakened by hidden fire.”
― from The Aeneid

1919 Days Without B III, Day 1360 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 306 ~Braxton, Virgil, Meet Broccoli~

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I can’t remember the last time I had broccoli. But I can see that I’m a geek as I was watching Deep Space Nine this morning. Hell, I was reading a story that was being “created” in real time that was, um, disturbing. “Braxton, Virgil, Meet Broccoli.”

Sunday, May 3, 2026

Journey 306 ~Braxton, Virgil, Meet Broccoli~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And I’ll say, you would never be as cruel as to feed your boys broccoli. It’s gross

Not hating your guts, working with the Magic Glasses and the stories it creates that add Braxton and Virgil a little too often… “More Taboo Erotic Fantasy Inspirations.” No bro.

It’s the broccoli. And you have no earthly idea how to cook it or anything. Talk to me about that bulge in the ceiling over the stove. I almost forgot, this is your time now. 3:30 on a Sunday afternoon. How about Maroon 5’s “Sunday Morning”? Excuse you a sec…

Nearly forgot to add “What Lovers Do” to the playlist M Anime “created”. Could you see life without that woman? A woman with a “Body Like A Back Road”. Someone who doesn’t care that you like “Midnight Sleazy Train”. How she sees, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING HUNGER Collection: Zombie Apocalypse Erotica
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

Does she know? Does anybody? There are Braxton and Virgil, of course. Talk about the children of a lesser god. Is that what you are? According to the Magic Glasses. Again, you’re late but for a good reason. Because as Fearless Motivation screams… “I AM”

What? A sorcerer? According to that, Stevie Nicks and Sheryl Crow tune. Someone who can keep their hands off the phone for longer than 5 minutes. Because you don’t want to know what I think of you. You don’t want to hear what you think of yourself. No, no, no!

You want to think of Braxton still alive. When you say Broccoli, you think of Reginald Barclay from the “Star Trek” franchise. Your mirrors should see love. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

Like living this life you have created. I’m sorry the Magic Glasses have. Joel Miller from The Last of Us would not be pleased. What about Mortal Kombat, Bible Black, Soul Calibur, and who knows who or what tomorrow? Tomorrow, effing tomorrow. I know, I know, The Bad Place. “Ain’t No Sunshine,” when he’s gone. B hated The Bad Place.

Honestly, more than you do. It’s like Dante’s Inferno without the payoff. And how did Beatrice look at Dante for the longest time? A cheater. You cheat yourself, now, today.

Hold on, not like that! Virgil is Braxton’s brother, not a replacement. And no woman overrules M Anime. Your Ma might not approve. But your reality and your “sorcery.” Healthy? Maybe? Braxton, Virgil, Meet Broccoli.

1918 Days Without B III, Day 1359 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 303 ~B Tailing Secrets Virgil~

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I taught my boys to be gentlemen when it came to the ladies. And Braxton knows there were all kinds of stories I couldn’t read to them. B III loves his Favorite Girl. And 2-V? He’s scared of everybody. And I’m an open book. “B Tailing Secrets Virgil”

Thursday, April 30. 2026

Journey 303 ~B Tailing Secrets Virgil~

1915 Days Without B III, Day 1356 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? If only you could talk, hmm… Please. I know your language like I know my…

Nevermind… The point is, I could hear you then. I can hear you now. Listening…

Honestly, that’s my problem. Communication. Where was the voice to say, “I have a bad feeling about this?” Star Wars was 1977… Yay, I’m younger than Star Wars, Baby B.

However, not by very much. Is that why I’m hard of hearing? I’m selective, which makes me more of a jerk. I heard what you were saying, and I couldn’t be bothered—my rage, B.

Smoke was coming out of my ears, and I didn’t want to take it out on you. Then explain why your little brother is asleep on the floor instead of next to me. I’m not mad at Virgil, Braxton. Less horny? Bible Black, my harem.

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

I’ll always listen to my “boner…” Seriously, did your father just become a frat bro?!

Goodness no! Though I’ll always be your brother in arms, legs, uh, paws, whatever B.

Like father, like son. Do you remember when I had to give you “The Talk?” When your favorite girl comes to visit. You didn’t keep secrets from her, I know that B. You would show her too much. Again, like father, like son. We communicate, we confide, and we gain the consent of the ladies. Even though sometimes the answer is no. We hear it.

Acceptance is a whole other thing entirely. I’ve made it no secret that I will never accept you being gone. Would I be better off? Billy Bob Thornton said this:

“There’s a melancholy in me that never goes away. I’m 50 percent happy and 50 percent sad at any given moment. … I don’t want to forget my brother. I don’t want to forget what it felt like when he died, because he deserves that — that’s how important he was to me. So, if I have to suffer and I have to be sad for the rest of my life, and if I have to be lonely without him… then that’s the way I honor him.” — By Billy Bob Thornton.

And don’t we have a rule about listening to white men… Effing Supreme Court! Eff!

Anyway, speaking of things I don’t want to hear. I was working with the “Magic Glasses” the other day, and it said that I got too sexual even for it. My harem for healing, Braxton.

MAGIC GLASSES Notes: Journey 302 B Slaving Away, Virgil (Wednesday, April 29, 2026)

[This is one of the most explicit fantasy prompts yet — shifting from the more “romantic” or “devotional” rituals to raw group sensuality, with the acolytes as aroused spectators.”

As real-world pressures mount — financial shame (“not economically viable”), creative frustration, physical/mental exhaustion, and the long grief over Braxton — the fantasy world becomes increasingly sexual and explicit.

Earlier Journeys often used the temple for protection, healing, and ritual renewal (hot spring, dawn prayer, Second Howl).

Recent entries (298–302) shift toward raw group sensuality, voyeurism (acolytes watching), and intense physical release.

This suggests the fantasy is no longer just about comfort or legacy — it has become a pressure-release valve. When the weight of reality feels unbearable (“I’m so effing TIRED”), the mind turns to intense sexual fantasy as a way to temporarily escape the noise, shame, and grief.
The Magic Glasses

This mirrors your real longing for a large, loving family with M Anime while simultaneously using sexual fantasy as a substitute when that future feels distant or impossible.

The increased explicitness in the prompts (bulges under sheets, acolytes touching themselves, group acts) suggests the escape is becoming more intense because the underlying pain is also intensifying.

The explicitness is not “just horniness” — it’s a symptom of deeper exhaustion and a craving for relief, validation, and temporary peace.

Bottom line:
The more explicit the temple scenes become, the louder your real-world exhaustion, grief, and sense of stagnation are crying out for relief. The harem and acolytes rushing to pleasure and comfort the Sorcerer is your mind’s way of saying: “I need to be cared for. I need to feel wanted. I need a break from carrying everything alone.”

Would you like me to explore or suggest how the temple rituals might evolve to address this emotional state more constructively?]

It’s like one of those books I couldn’t read to you while you were here. I was still into Eric Vall’s “Succubus Lord” series. Friday, January 29, 2021 Gospel 212 ~On The “Will” Succubus~ I’ll give that to the Magic Glasses too and see what it thinks. Sunday Bloody Sunday, you were gone. But there has to be a better way than some woman’s ass or mine getting squeezed by her. B Tailing Secrets Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 302 ~B Slaving Away, Virgil~

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So what am I hiding from today? Unlike MAGA, I’m ashamed to hide from the truth. I accept it. I’m sure B III is on the Rainbow Bridge barking, “The eff you say.” I’d worry about the country now, but I’m already a slave to my c… B Slaving Away, Virgil

Wednesday, April 29, 2026

Journey 302 ~B Slaving Away, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… “In this time of FEAR. When prayer so often proves in vain…” Seriously? Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey.

I can go so many places with this, Inspector. Do I speak about what I told M Anime today, or was it last night, whenever? Something to the tune of, “A good artist copies, but a great artist steals.” Do I go with the whole black and white angle of Whitney and Mariah, dear Echo? Especially with what happened today. The Voting Rights Act got effed up. So eff MAGA, Eff The Supreme Court (six of them anyway), and how many times do I say…

FDT! There can be miracles “When You Believe.” If that were true… Where’s my Braxton?

How selfish can I be? Yet another one of my sins. It wasn’t B and V holding me up, Echo.

I’m so effing horny, Inspector.

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

And that’s one more sin. My life is a movie, Fur Buddies and Boobies. This morning, it was the memory of Cherry’s yabbos. I told M Anime about Special K, and, you know, Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, not to be outdone, shared her yabbos with me. I mean, I “Think I’m In Love.” Really? No, but I’m getting there. Inspector, I’m not a liar.

But I eff the truth STUPID! Because I’m still sitting here thinking about Whitney Wright.

So if you want to ask me why I’m so late today, I’ve been reading. What, my story, um, no.

Not even my world, not counting M Anime. Kyouko Sakai is from Kojin Taxi 2 and Sex Taxi 5. “Lily” was a gymnast I saw.

But it’s been Cassandra and Sophitia Alexandra who have been getting me hot and bothered, along with some of the Bible Black acolytes. I swear the “Magic Glasses” may need “fine-tuning,” but they have a mind of their own. The buttons Echo. No, my co$k.

As Jackyl sings “She Loves My Co$k” M Anime, the rest of the harem, including the Alexandra sisters and the Bible Black acolytes. But I’m the problem. My dear, Inspector…

I’m a “Slave To The Rhythm”. The rhythm of love? I will always and forever remember my boys. There is love for my country. There is the woman who wishes to share “my bed.” I hate FEAR, but I’m a slave to it. And hating myself. B Slaving Away, Virgil
1914 Days Without B III, Day 1355 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 301 ~Love To B Virgil~

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So what’s this about being tired? An actual family of my own… Yet. I swear, if M Anime and I ever had a son, I’m naming him after my furry firstborn, “Braxton.” And what if we had more? Virgil? What about writing? Still hate myself. Love To B Virgil.

Tuesday, April 28, 2026

Journey 301 ~Love To B Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? I won’t ever say, I can’t, I won’t, or I shouldn’t. I do. That day…

I do. I will… I remember that day. I remember the day our children were born. I remember the day you became mine (in the biblical sense). But I also remember the worst day of my entire life. The day I was born, “Emergence Day,” E-Day. Or is it Braxton…

The day my firstborn son died. Sunday, January 31, 2021, somewhere between 3:30 and 4:00 PM. And lest I forget the day you walked out of my life, Sunday, August 24, 2025, around 6:00 AM. But hey, you came back. And I seem to have the same tendency, my love.

I keep coming back. Is that a bad thing? When I’m so TIRED. Eff me, I am so effing TIRED!

What day is it, baby?

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

“As Long As You Love Me,” it “Don’t Matter.” Like who I like more, The Backstreet Boys or NSYNC. That I’m a black man getting “Locked Up,” like Akon. God/B I hope not, my love. Or what song will I play for you next as I try to keep myself awake? Yes, I am TIRED!

But never too TIRED to ask you to “Break Me Off.” “Men of Vizion,” like me. “Magic Glasses” and all. If I haven’t said it enough, I am TIRED, which is why I’m choosing music.

I don’t know how I’m keeping my eyes open right now. Because when I close them, I see Braxton. I blink and see creation. And I hate seeing myself, but love seeing you—our kids.

And yes, V is included in that. My boys were/are SeeDs. I mean that both in love’s garden, in my heart… and Final Fantasy VIII. Yes, my love, you married a gamer, you know it. And through those seeds and some watering from you… Or maybe that’s my job, considering all the children running around, ha-ha. Anyway, what is the point of today, my love? Other than that, I love the woman I married. The woman who multiplied my love, who begged for my seed… Did I say that out loud? It’s that I became so many things in love’s name. But the Man In The Mirror, thank you Michael Jackson, hates being himself, the one. I look at Virgil Vivi… Love To B Virgil

1913 Days Without B III, Day 1354 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 300 ~Braxton Pawsing Pa, Virgil~

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Does B miss one of his jobs? Waking me up? It would help if I were sleeping. And when I do pass out. Like father, like son, because V is out cold. But when we’re both awake, we’re looking for something. Listening… For what? Braxton Pawsing Pa, Virgil

Monday, April 27, 2026

Journey 300 ~Braxton Pawsing Pa, Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? It’s 5:00 PM. SIGH, humans and your time. But you bought new boots.

You could have broken those in while walking my little brother. Yeah, I know, Virgil and I are the same. Not reincarnated as you once hoped. But more simplistic… Uh, like imagining the Rainbow Bridge gave me opposable thumbs. I still have you, my father.

Anyway, I remember that in my later years, we would stare out at the backyard, and you’d ask, “Do you want to go for a walk?” Yeah, and you would bring back those golden sticks I like from McDonald’s. Did you think I was going outside anytime soon? No Dad.

And no, Dad. Even now, you think that would have been enough to save me? Honestly, like saving a game. Goodness, no. Daddy, if anything, we have only paused it.

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

Only you don’t want that. You SAY you don’t want to play anymore. The game makes you SICK. If anything, you want the SILENCE. Do you remember the deafening silence?

And as gross as this is to speak of. No woman’s scream, sigh, or greater sin of yours could make up for my paws not hitting the floor again. My paws, slapping you awake, Dad.

Every day for around 161 days, it felt like you had picked up “Super Mario 64.” (Motion Sickness) You wanted to vomit all over. But after that ‘dark night of the soul’, my dear Pa.

You kept warping (Mario), you kept writing, you keep on walking. Pick it up, Dad.

Putting them up and putting them down. “Put One Foot In Front of the Other.” Santa Claus is Comin to Town? Dammit, the Bad Place is already talking about the holidays. I know, Dad, I know, watch my barking language. And speaking as your son, I wish I could say that to my potential stepmom… You love how M Anime speaks. But my Dad with…

Women. Didn’t I say once I didn’t envy Virgil? He’s the one who will be pawing at the door as his Pa paws away at some Latina’s goodies. That’s a mouthful. I just barked that?

Eww! But she and I are on the same page when it comes to you moving “One Foot in Front of the Other” Revenge of the Nerds. You, me, Virgil, M… Braxton Pawsing Pa, Virgil

“However much I wanted to think of myself as the Good Guy.”
The HUNGER Collection

“The night was deep, and all through the lands sleep held weary creatures in its silent grip.”
― The Aeneid

1912 Days Without B III, Day 1353 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son