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Tale 078 ~Virgil Gives Up B~

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400 days, and V’s still here. B was here for 15 years, and he never gave up. No. I gave up on him when I saw how hard he was fighting. I wish I had such fight in me. To do what? Making the world a better place? Giving Virgil a home? Virgil Gives Up B

Sunday, September 17, 2023

Tale 078 ~Virgil Gives Up B~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now… but you’re not. Want to know how I know besides the obvious? You, Help, Hide, And Hope.

Who are you, the freaking FBI? You know, with the whole Run, Hide, Or Fight script. I swear you could go on for days about not living in a sane country. But staying in bed… Well, that’s a luxury you don’t have. So you might as well live it up for the next forty-five minutes. Hmm… Yeah, help yourself to The Pic Phenomenon and another dirty book. You can keep spending the money you don’t have. It was not an issue when I was trying to save Braxton’s life. I failed. And for the past few days, you’ve been trying to think of things to make the freeloader… Virgil’s life a little better. A big payday? Uh, This is America! Help yourself… Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING A People’s History of the Vampire Uprising (OR) Any Other Title
    Completed “Initiation (Pessumae Christi),” Imogen Linn
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 044 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 051 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

I can’t hide from the fact that I don’t know what I’m doing. Neither will you. “Crime, it’s the way I fly to you,” as the song goes. And here you thought that breaking the law was supposed to make you smarter… It works that way in all the superhero flicks. But, “This ain’t no place for no hero to call home.” And you’re no hero. Never a Smooth Criminal. You’re bitcoin, temporary emails, one-time use debit cards. Hell! You’re starting to think criminals don’t want your business. And as far as being a big dog, a boss hog, yourself? No! You don’t take people’s money from ATMs. You make sure Virgil has food in Braxton’s bowl. Sigh. Buy him something. Do Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING A People’s History of the Vampire Uprising (OR) Any Other Title
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 051 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 Son Thinks I Am

This week, you will give up as I did the last one. Has Virgil given up? I hope not. Because as you are on your pop culture rant. Didn’t 2009’s “The Road” say something about dreaming of bad things? And it means you’re “existing” and fighting. My dreams sigh. No wonder you were up at a somewhat reasonable hour, 5:00 a.m. And again, what did you do with those two hours? You hoped you could look at some Yabbos and finish reading about a nun hooking up with five priests -as if that’d make you a little less dumb. Braxton knew there was no helping you. Virgil dreams of a place called home. Is that what Virgil howls to B about? Virgil Gives Up B

959 Days Without B III, Day 400 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Tale 071 ~Sins To B, Virgil~

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Is It a Crime to be blunt, brokenhearted, and a bit…? It’d be a sin to lie in bed all day and listen to Sade. Should have done that on E-Day. With this week, what “bad” things have I done already. E-Day. I was born; that’s enough. “Sins To B, Virgil”

Sunday, September 10, 2023

Tale 071 ~Sins To B, Virgil~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now… which means I can hurt people as I sleep. Huh! Something we have in common. You hurt.

Keeping in mind that spirit of “Eff the critic.” You woke up around 6:30 a.m., and aren’t you ashamed? Anyway, here you are already wishing that you didn’t. There’s so much to do. And even if you got back into that “Waking Up at 4:00 a.m. Every Day Will Change Your Life” mentality… Hell! What would you be doing with that kind of time, hmm? You’re looking at a whole other year now, days after E-Day. And what have you done that’s worth talking about? Last night, as I listened to a sleep meditation. And that’s another thing. To go from motivation to meditation. Either way, you’ll end up dead. Please! If you’re going to die anyway, do it expeditiously. But no. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Losing a Pet: Coping with the death of your beloved animal
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VERY “Lucky” Surviving This Thirty-Ninth E-Day, Welcome To Level 39
    Completed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 037 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 044 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

But as I was saying. Saturday, I’m lying there late for bed… Do you look healthy, wealthy, or wise? Anyway, besides my “pretend that we’re dead” shtick. I imagined it was Braxton lying beside me and not Virgil. The only reason he didn’t find himself on the foot of the bed. Now, ain’t that a sin? You were thirty-six when Braxton died —and being thirty-nine? Should we bring up the fact that you still watch cartoons? Oh! Not those kinds. I started talking to Dear Future Wife yesterday. I mentioned Himawari wa Yoru ni Saku. You’ll inevitably waste time on that and other things. You remember your crimes. The sins I planned on committing last week had me researching USDT. Not doing Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING A People’s History of the Vampire Uprising (OR) Any Other Title
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 044 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 Son Thinks I Am

You would be better served listing the sins you’ll commit this week. You’d win. Braxton? You’ll cry over him. You did that first thing. Your firstborn, you failed to save! Then there’s the lying, which you did right now. Before your sadness came… uh, boobs. There was a time when you did pay for one of those apps not to look at them, but then… And yes, you should save all your confessions for Inspector Echo, but sins are fast. Sometime today, you’ll either look up how to commit a crime or shell out dollars. Cryptocurrency, but what’s that make three? You’ll waste more time. Then, sleep too much. You might not say Virgil’s name all day. New week? Routinely wasted… Sins To B, Virgil

952 Days Without B III, Day 393 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Tale 064 ~Braxton and V Security~

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There is no safe place, only safer. But when B was here. That’s when I was safe. B at the corner of the bed, staring through the bedroom door. But he can’t protect me from the next two weeks. Better to focus on E-Day for now. “Braxton and V Security”

Sunday, September 3, 2023

Tale 064 ~Braxton and V Security~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now… and you, ha, and you. You’re a worrywart at best. And a dead man at worst. Thirty-nine.

Now, that is the truth. Who knows? You could get lucky, considering the Day Job. Accidents, people’s general animosity, your anxiety… Hell! You’ll take anything at this point. I mean, have you seen the schedule? If this week doesn’t end in… I don’t know. Hmm. Or rather, you don’t. It’s still pretty early. And at the same time, you should have been up before now. It’s not like your critic cares for words like “Security Guard.” Now, say that in Japanese and see what comes up. Anyway, you’ve been wasting time. And now V. A week like this and B wouldn’t understand what’s happening either. He’d just be eating better. That’s all E-Day meant to him. Not Emergence, Existence, Extinction. Like these Six Impossible Things.

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING When Pets Pass Away: A Helpful Guide to… by Emily McQuinn
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 030 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 037 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

They didn’t mean anything to me. And they won’t to you either. Except you will be changing number two for this week. You should alter number five since you have no money. But one, what have you been doing all this morning? Yeah, it hasn’t been to do anything with Braxton’s photo albums. Again, “Security Guard.” And two, with all these goals, at the end of the day, it always comes back to survival, existence, and breathing. Those days, Braxton would sit on the corner of the bed guarding the bedroom door. After a while, he would come back to check on me, then back to the door. I was his purpose. Today, you have Virgil and two bad weeks in coming. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Losing a Pet: Coping with the death of your beloved animal
  2. I WILL BE VERY “Lucky” Surviving This Thirty-Ninth E-Day, Welcome To Level 39
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 037 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 Son Thinks I Am

Your focus, though, should be on getting through this first week. What were you expecting, some sort of earth-shattering idea? I came up with nothing. Uh, don’t touch it? That was the focus of my time. Pretty much. Well, there was being broke, bald, and, of course, the backyard. And Braxton, always Braxton. The two worst days in existence. They both begin with B’s —Braxton’s Death and Your Birth that has become (sigh) E-Day. Virgil has been a bit cuddly, but here’s doing that for him, not you. But V is a child. As a parent, you’re supposed to be here for him, not vice versa. Only Braxton was a brother, a bruiser. He knew security was more than Japanese animation. Braxton and V Security

945 Days Without B III, Day 386 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Tale 057 ~Honey, B, Broke Virgil~

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I’m not a philosopher or a scientist. I’ve heard the world can end if a butterfly flaps its wings. Or if the bees die off. But if a panel falls off the fence, my best friend dies, or I get a year older. I swear, Honey, B, Broke Virgil.

Sunday, August 27, 2023

Tale 057 ~Honey, B, Broke Virgil~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now… This means what happened yesterday, always, and in a week, and some change shouldn’t bother you. But…

Braxton? Always and forever? I swear, he would have liked how much… “Pride,” ha. Nope! That’s the wrong word. What’s the only reason you’ll work in the backyard? Like I did; now say it with me. FEAR! Humiliations Galore, when it comes to the neighbors. Or when it comes to keeping V safe. He ain’t your son, but he is your responsibility. Ain’t that right? Responsibility? Your Olds would get a kick out of that, but you’ll get there today. Yesterday, what the Hell happened? What had you having nightmares and up at 4 a.m.? Well… I was working in the backyard and got the back gate cleared… But one of the wood panels fell off. Your existence… making things worse like Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Backyard Dungeon: A Reverse Portal Fantasy
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 023 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 030 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Yep, I almost crapped my pants… eww! And somehow, you’ve kept your pants… for now. A few Instagram models and some minutes spent on X/Twitter. To spend money on some girl. And today, you’ll have to get out of bed and buy Virgil some food. Yeah, that’s my fault. Too busy thinking about the funds you’ll need for E-Day. Well, future you anyway. And didn’t you say that’s coming soon enough? Unlike some “adult fun.” There’s always time for that. It’s like freaking drug addiction. The earth without the bees. Everything falls apart. Well, for you. It was one particular B —better Braxton than women. Or at least it’s been 30 days. And how many Yabbos have I seen? Better focus on Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING When Pets Pass Away: A Helpful Guide to… by Emily McQuinn
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 030 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 Son Thinks I Am

Only you won’t because of one word. Okay, four in particular… E-Day. Emergence, Existence, Extinction. My advice to you… Evolve. I’m sure your Olds would like that. But isn’t it far too late? You’ll be thirty-nine, as you know. One more week and some days. And again, how much will you need to “Celebrate?” If the Olds don’t call, perhaps. Braxton’s Aunt won’t text. It’s not like you’ll see M Anime’s Yabbos. Cherry won’t know. And paying for some Honey? What is this, the 90’s? It would have been much better if you hadn’t made it this far. You wouldn’t continue grieving for Braxton. And Virgil would be Safe and Sound elsewhere. Instead of with a lustful, lacking loser like you. Honey, B, Broke Virgil.

938 Days Without B III, Day 379 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Tale 050 ~Virgil Voices Concerns, Braxton~

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If Virgil talked… He’d be me. Be quiet and cry when he’s alone. And appreciate what’s on the screen. If a bit racist. I hate Braxton’s silence but like the song, “Funny when you’re dead, how people start listenin.'” “Virgil Voices Concerns, Braxton.”

Sunday, August 20, 2023

Tale 050 ~Virgil Voices Concerns, Braxton~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now… Hey! Are you even listening to me? No wonder you listened to that Meditation on loneliness. Anyway…

You need to start listening to V. And then what? As it says in The Road, “Even if you knew what to do, you wouldn’t know what to do.” A puking dog needs a veterinarian. Hell! That was a couple of weeks ago. But then again, Little B’s been gone for 931 days. And he was crying his heart out for a day, and then there wasn’t another sound. Meal? Nothing! That’s the telltale sign. Isn’t it? There’s a song that goes to the tune of “Nothing hurts like your mouth, mouth, mouth.” And that’s why Braxton isn’t speaking to me. Virgil is too afraid to. And then there’s the song you woke up to this morning, “Stop Crying Your Heart Out.” Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Satan’s Sorority Girls 2, Eric Vall
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 016 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 023 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

You’re thinking you need a bigger list. Hell! A bigger boat, considering you might need somewhere to exist come E-Day. Emergence, Existence, Extinction. Tomorrow? Please! Monday will be hard enough. And E-Day isn’t that soon, but it’s coming fast. Did you have to use words like hard, fast, and coming? Yeah, earlier today… You don’t want to listen to yourself, but learning to speak Japanese via Twitter isn’t helping anything. Ijirare Fukushuu Saimin, Seika Jogakuin Kounin Sao Ojisan, Himawari wa Yoru ni Saku. But aren’t you always saying, “This Is America.” Such languages. There’s also Riley Steele and Sydney Sweeney. It was a busy morning, if not very productive. And even the book you’re reading… Uh, “Backyard Dungeon: A Reverse Portal Fantasy.” Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Backyard Dungeon: A Reverse Portal Fantasy
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 023 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 Son Thinks I Am

Will you even finish it considering the possible “prejudice” Nictors? Anyway, your critic will go all in on your lack of a detailed train of thought. Or you’re all depressed. You’re a deviant. That’s your mind. And that’s the point here —your voice, words… thoughts. You’ll listen to everyone else this week but not yourself. It’s why you don’t fix your face as your Old Man would say. What’s the point? And that’s why V is just like you, ha-ha. He only cries when no one can see him, but they hear him… all the time. But what about you? Is that why Braxton is quiet? You need to hear the new guy. He’s in front of you, as am I. Virgil Voices Concerns, Braxton.

931 Days Without B III, Day 372 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Tale 043 ~Gotcha V, B’s Joking~

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Happy Gotcha Day… I wonder if V knows? And I’m sure a trip to the groomer was not in his plans today. I’m sure there are better ways to celebrate. Yeah, out of the frying pan and into the fire. It won’t be so bad. I’m not so bad. Gotcha V, B’s Joking

Sunday, August 13, 2023

Tale 043 ~Gotcha V, B’s Joking~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now. And then you wake up and see it was all a joke. Hate laughing, smiling, funny face.

For several reasons, but today is not about you… Or is it? First things first, today is Gotcha Day. One year ago, you chose to spend your life… well, his life spent with you. Archie. His name is Virgil Vivi Bradford now. He’s two years old, but again, one of those years was spent with you. If he could have made the choice… Life, um, existence can be one big joke sometimes. Often. And you don’t even have that Jim Kelly, AKA Williams, idea of defeat. “I’ll be too busy looking good.” No. You looked in the mirror this morning. Virgil, this is your… the hell if I know. But a year ago, you told yourself a joke, you know. “That’s Braxton!” Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Pawprints on the Heart: Healing From
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 009 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 016 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 Son Thinks I Am
    Failed

Hell! Braxton should have made the list. Then, you would have three out of six. Yesterday, I got four out of four regarding pornographic passions. Right? God knows I wasn’t writing. I worried, so… Konbini Shoujo Z, Alison Angel, “Maxine ASMR Let Me Draw You…” Yesterday was a joke to existence. And it’s enough to make you laugh, as if you might change things. You know. Listen to Michael Jackson’s “Man In The Mirror.” Change? Joking yet again. And it doesn’t seem right. No, not today. Like ever being happy, picturing this time last year, well? Aren’t you glad I made Virgil Vivi a folder? Seeing a file that isn’t all about Yabbos occasionally is nice. Memories for Gotcha Day. A few. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING To Be Determined (A book behind?)
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Albums
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 016 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 Son Thinks I Am

The last day you were a father… a daddy was Sunday, January 31, 2021, at approximately 3:46 PM. And on Saturday, August 13, 2022, you thought… “Braxton, I found him!” Reincarnation, 2:05 PM. You thought you were finding that “it’s not quite paradise. But it sure feels like home.” That’s how things were with Braxton. Existence is a bad joke. Braxton was how I handled the heckle —now, being here with Virgil. It’s not funny. Sunday again, don’t you laugh, smile, or make a funny face? It’s only one foot in front of the other. And then what? I’m sure I’ll be finding out with E-Day coming up. Or, M Anime kicking your butt. “It’s not so bad,” Braxton thought once. Gotcha V, B’s Joking

924 Days Without B III, Day 365 of Virgil’s Arrival

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Log 140 ~She Loves You Not Title~

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I’m a BOSS, well not yet, I’m an author, not that either, a family man, well does my dog count and the occasional call from my mother when I “mess up” and as far as anyone else? She Loves You Not Title, but what am I now

Monday, November 18, 2019

Log 140 ~She Loves You Not Title~

Hundred And Eleventh Rule

Madam Justice,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but that shouldn’t matter, right? You know I’m not a prince, I could see myself shouting I’m King Of The World though. Between you and me, I know I’ll never be president. One of my motivations says, work hard, play hard, stay humble. When I get married, I still plan on dancing to that song, Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd. Now with all this out there, today I’m Will, and I’m still learning how that’s enough, it has to be Madam Justice.

You know every Sunday I say I’m going to be a better father but am I? My dæmon is eating, he’s warm and comfy, and takes his meds. Okay, so my father would throw money at his family, does that make him the “man of the year?” When it comes to my mom, I don’t have a clue what she thinks about me these days. It could be that I’m not much of a man because of Rockford. Sooner or later, I’ll finally write down the whole story of Indiana Gone’s wedding, not tonight, though. Yeah, momma, look at me, my significant accomplishments this evening? I wrote 1,200 words for the novel, I got Alpha in TWD, and I didn’t get fired. Speaking of which do you remember some time ago, I told you or one of the girls about Chris Pratt and Passengers. SIGH as the song goes, that’s how you know you messed up, still being somewhat polite.

Am I explaining what this has to do with today’s rule, if anything, honestly? I can be a lot of things to a particular woman, but one I refuse to be is a clown. Strange that I still buy into that quote from Marilyn Monroe about making a woman laugh. Look, I’ll even go the whole gold digger route because you know I want my money. Still, I said I was leaving that girl alone, and bam there is today. Yes, excuse me for always assuming the worst of people, and the jury is still out. I only wish I could be sure about people, but I’m not even sure about my kid. Women love illusion, but if you recall when I was a kid, I wanted to be a comedian. Is a girl laughing at my truths or at the joke I may portray?

She Loves You Not Title.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 002 ~Do I Miss Ordinary~

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If the love given to me is ordinary I would instead value weird as everything, love isn’t meant to be ordinary, and if life in misery in ordinary than there is nothing worse, I want a different girl a strange type of woman. “Do I Miss Ordinary.”

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Episode 002 ~Do I Miss Ordinary~

Dear Future Wife,
Give Me One Reason to, and I would be lying if I said I have known ever fear and have found myself victorious because as much as I promise I’m Never Going Back Again I have days like today where I remember. Did I dare dream that once upon a time you were Just Another girl like the rest of them, you scared me like them, you could have been boring *gasp* and talk about twenty seconds of insane courage, my love.

Ordinary is sitting there watching them laughing at me, girls and maybe one day I’ll grow up and stop calling you all girls, I might not be a scared little boy. If anything I can’t call myself ordinary because you are Extraordinary. You deserve better from me. First I couldn’t look at ordinary anymore, but when it presented itself, with whispers and laughs, I wish I could say I didn’t waste my time, no if I couldn’t tell ordinary, to go to Hell how could I possibly be worthy of someone like you. I know I’m no prince to slay dragons though so many trials and tribulations and when I found you, so much for mediocre, or what was ordinary.

A girl is capable of making a man do the impossible, a good girl, even more, a woman, princess, queen, empress, goddess, shall I continue you made me capable of everything and anything. You made me let go of my hate today, as I said today I saw again who I was so long ago, even now I feel so pathetic and weak, and I didn’t know if my rage would consume me or my tears would drown me but being the person you are… The fact that I can never escape you and you don’t wish to be free from me, if it wasn’t my hate of them it was for myself, god my love for you transcends that of myself, but the fact remains I love myself, and that will never be ordinary.

I’m sure the dog misses his spot… he still gets bed space only a little less thankfully he is small, I miss the day like today where I could scream and yell at someone, I miss hate, I miss indifference, all ordinary and it shouldn’t be, it shouldn’t have been. Ordinary is me being a jester instead of a king; we can’t be ordinary; baby girl this is No Ordinary Love. Do I Miss Ordinary?

I Will Have No Fear

Lesson 360 ~A Fool For You~

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Name calling, I’m guilty as charged myself, but I will never be one to prescribe to the old rhyme of sticks and stones; my father had one particular name for me, and I refuse to feel that way, NEVER AGAIN. A Fool For You or someone probably

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Lesson 360 ~A Fool For You~

Dear Future Wife,
Can You Love Me Again, well if I can make you laugh, I can make you do anything? I’m willing to do almost anything. You heard me right I said almost because I’m not *sigh* stupid. Don’t get me wrong, I’m A Fool For You all men are for their women, we can be idiots, hell I swore I’d figure you out someday, and here I am continuing to wonder Are You Into Me and why.

I’m not a smart man… but I know what love is. ― Forrest Gump (1994)

In high school I took a class in French, the language of love and I never got anywhere with it, I had a hard time just speaking English to you, but I learned, I evolved because the first time I saw you well, my heart skipped a beat, I had to catch my breath and my footsteps… They say silence is golden, but I Can’t Help Falling In Love with you, the way you smiled, how your eyes lit up, the way you touched me, your words, almost every one of them, again almost. Only a fool thinks anyone is perfect and I never asked to be a wise man just your man, and if that makes me a fool, well you laughed right along with me, and that’s enough.

Even though I call myself Le Maquis de Joker I only wanted one person to laugh, maybe a few more with the kids, but I’m not good with dad jokes, neither was my father and that’s the reason I say almost. I Will Do Anything For Love, but I won’t do that, and I don’t mean making jokes. Before I even started talking to girls, I wanted to be a comedian because they made people laugh, and before you ask I still hate clowns but for the kids, for you… I won’t be a joke, I can’t, I won’t ever, I’m no genius, but I refuse to be stupid or even thought of as such, I will not be STUPID for you ever; I can take a joke, but I will never be a joke in my home NEVER AGAIN.

“Heh… C’mon, Leslie… can’t you take a joke?”

Leslie Zevo: “Oh yeah! I love jokes! I love all kinds of jokes. But you know what I don’t like? I don’t like people trying to kill me, hurting my family and my friends, and destroying the whole world as I know it. That just doesn’t sit well with me.” ― Toys

Call me whatever you want, your husband, lover, Will, you don’t even have to talk to me at all because you know there are days when there are no words but if there is one I will not stand for, that I refuse to feel it’s stupid, never but always love A Fool For You.

Matchbox Twenty ― Mad Season

I Will Have No Fear

Lesson 128 ~Love Is Worth Dying For~

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Even if I’m not worthy of it I can still do such a thing, which is possibly the worst thing that I can do, of course, I’m talking about love and I might as well start digging right now. Love Is Worth Dying For, how many women have left me breathless

Monday, November 6, 2017

Lesson 128 ~Love Is Worth Dying For~

Fifth Rule Madam Justice,
No Fear when love is all you need, talk about wanting a lie to become the truth if enough people believe it. Hate is easy enough to find, it starts from within but love, hell again I would like to believe love is everywhere but it’s in invisible, like air.

Love is also way more exhausting, I love my dog, so I have a day job, I love myself and so I write but also I hate plenty so both love and hate lead me to the same place. As you can already tell, I’m not the right person to talk about love, as a matter of fact, I doubt there is a right “person” at all, or if so I haven’t found her yet. I probably really would die if I ever did because while a person is supposed to love who you are, we want to be better.

If anything love is the ultimate fuck off to self because when you love it can’t be about you, everything you are becomes about someone else, you are indeed prepared to die but that someone that something has to be prepared to do the same, no even greater and so you rise as well. That’s something that “grinds my gears” as Peter Griffin would say, people who just love everything and whatever it is they love isn’t giving anything back to them to be sure. Is it strange that I consider Love a holy word, a magic word, a word not to be taken likely because when I love, I give all of myself and nobody ever taught me such a thing, and just to be clear I don’t even love myself, I’m still alive?

I’m still alive because of my hate, my wrath has no bounds, and nobody has ever wanted my love, because what could that possibly mean to them? The one thing on this Earth I truly love is incapable of ever saying the word and he doesn’t ever have to really.

So I will wait because I don’t know what else I can do don’t you “love” how I keep going back to songs; I can’t go looking for love… okay, I swear I’ll stop now with the music. I do believe though, just as much as I hate this next breath, I’d love to believe Love Is Worth Dying For.

I Will Have No Fear