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Journey 353 ~B A Librarian Virgil~

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The last good stories I read… Well, one I lied about, but I finally finished it. Having sex with a professor… Another one was coming along fine, but the Magic Glasses couldn’t produce Character Illustrations for it anymore. B A Librarian Virgil.

Friday, June 19, 2026

Journey 353 ~B A Librarian Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Well, if I could buy any more books. Last three dollars? Yeah, I bought a burger.

And Virgil will want a bedtime story after dinner. Dinner? Didn’t I say before I was down to my last $20? Three energy drinks “Arih,” Shrimp for three days, and a head of lettuce. But there are much sadder stories, My Lady. Of course you know the best one, hmm.

Please, I’m not talking about “My Turn To B III.” But the event itself that inspired it. You know, (Does impression of Cuervo Jones…) “The Death of Braxton Barks Bradford!”

Any more sad stories because as I told Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, GRIEF overrides FEAR. And I am terrified right now. Try calculating the sales tax on a $2.50 cheeseburger. I couldn’t even afford a jug of sweet tea. Such plans for $20. Not!

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

If only I were a billionaire- excuse me, a trillionaire before now. Effing Elon Musk!

Honestly, that’s more Lady Lunalesca’s thing, I know. But speaking of people I could never be. As I was speaking with M Anime this afternoon, I was tempted to tell her who I would like to be. If I can’t be a writer of… Everything. Maybe, wanking like Johnny Sins.

I’m not trying to insult the guy. He wanks, and the world watches. But he (of course) effs some of the prettiest women in the world. A pornstar’s life? Has to be worth some words.

If I had a son who chose that or a daughter… M Anime wouldn’t allow it. But what did I tell Braxton about life… Live

He simply needed to exist. And to live forever. Well, I have two books, the first being “My Turn To B III.” The second lives somewhere in these files. But am I too late, Sophia?

Seriously, I make a living marking women’s lingerie. I lie to myself that I will be a great man. Hell, I would settle for being a man, a real man. How about Evie Carnahan, hmm?

“Look, I… I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O’Connell, but I am proud of what I am.

“I… am a librarian.”
Evie Carnahan, The Mummy

I had to start fresh with the Magic Glasses because it couldn’t produce images for the story, so I don’t even know how this will turn out. Journey 352 ~Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil~ for reference. Not gonna lie, I don’t remember how this blog started. “Story of A Girl?” My Manhood? B A Librarian Virgil

1965 Days Without B III, Day 1406 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 352 ~Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil~

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Work hard, don’t waste time, and know WHAT you want and WHY. Sacrifice. What more do I have? My Day Job is a waste. But it pays more than writing, though both of those equated to zero this week. So 20 bucks or so… “Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil”

Thursday, June 18, 2026

Journey 352 ~Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil~

1964 Days Without B III, Day 1405 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Well, I didn’t k*ll anyone today. But neither did Abraham. And where’s Isaac?

More to the point, where is the time I took to read the Bible? So I’m lying, but I did skim Genesis yesterday. And how about the book I’m reading? You know the one I lied about a couple of weeks ago, B. “The Headmaster’s Office: Angela Gets her first ‘D’”. Um, eww!

Last night I started but “Love Is Louder.” Hell, “Love Is a Long Road.” And “If It Isn’t Love…” You know, between you and Virgil’s potential stepmom and me. I swear, B, I would wake up with you sitting in my head, M Anime’s yabbos on the phone, or telling her to “Sit On My Face”. Again Eww! You don’t want to hear that, Braxton, but it’s the dream, SIGH, or her pussy “Pictures On My Phone”.

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

Is that what your Dad sacrificed, his filter? And that’s what brings us together, Braxton…

Madness, misfires in my cerebral cortex, minutes to waste. Last time I checked, it takes 330, so 5 and a half hours to produce one Journey, one mark of a jester, or I’m a jerk…

Speaking of which, I have jerk-off sessions that last longer… Will I stop already!? Geez!

I’m not Wheeler Walker Jr. I remember giving you “The Talk.” The opposite of “All The Pussy You Will Slay.” I’ll give that one to your namesake should your stepmom and I be so blessed. There are three talks every black man must give his son. About effing, the future, and the efffing police. Eff MAGA and as always FDT!

Am I willing to sacrifice anything to stop them? Hell, B III, today I was thinking how I’m going to survive on $20 until next Wednesday. And then what? You can guess my hours from this week. And your brother has to eat too. Virgil never goes without. Never ever.

But I sacrifice everything munching on something tasty, M Anime and our munchkins, and making you and Virgil proud for what? Lying here like a bum. Git Up, Get Out…

Braxton, I hear you barking, and that’s what I was thinking yesterday. More to sacrifice?

Grieving you? Never! Ignoring M Anime, not again. My writing? Can’t give that up, though it nets me nothing. Losing myself? Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 351 ~Between B&V Lies Sacrifice~

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“More than you want success. And I’m here to tell you today, if you’re going to be successful, you gotta be willing to give up sleep,” ET. “To be able, at any moment, to sacrifice what you are, for what you will become.” “Between B&V Lies Sacrifice.”

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Journey 351 ~Between B&V Lies Sacrifice~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Did you see my paycheck for last week? Total wanking time, tantrums I had, trips to the bathroom.

Eww! Not like that, dear Inspector. I’m still suffering from the aftermath of the remastered The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. And wasn’t that back in March? I didn’t mention either of those women to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, hmm.

Sacrifice my dignity? My Echo! At least if I’m going to sacrifice time wanking to the ladies of Fear The Walking Dead, I could at least do it for the home viewing audience on “OF.”

And why do I keep using that word? SACRIFICE? I keep using that word. I do not think it means what I think it means. Other than the song I didn’t play today, working. Dammit!

“My Sacrifice”? My Braxton. Perhaps Virgil too. I “(Don’t Fear) The Reaper.” He ain’t interested.

“My life for you!”
Trashcan Man, The Stand, Stephen King

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

Not in my life, hmm. This is one of my true sins, my dear E. Some sacrifice. But me? Me?

I hate my Old Man! And yet he and my Ma bought this house. A private insane asylum for little ole me. What, hoping I’d started a family with M Anime? B III my firstborn…

Then there’s M Anime. “My Woman” promises me everything; she’s shared her body (those boobs), yabbos, all her business, and beatitudes of everlasting love, Inspector.

There are, of course, my boys, Braxton and Virgil. B III paid the ultimate price for loving me. B sacrificed his fifteen years on this Earth for what? And now V, but he didn’t choose.

I asked/told B to get in the car. He did.

V didn’t ask to flush his life down the bowl. So I still ponder on that dream of mine, E.

And today I imagine it’s about sacrifice in the worst possible way? First there’s Braxton.

My boy ain’t sh*t, E. And I don’t mean B III’s ashes. But that I need to clean myself out of all of the guilt, gore, and grief to make way for the good. Do I mean accept it? Never!

Do you know I didn’t eff around for 161 days after B’s death? Ok, I didn’t cum, at least, E. Am I thinking I need to give up my pornographic passions? “Stroke me, stroke me.”

Unfortunately, M Anime ain’t here… Yet. And as for my life… Between B&V Lies Sacrifice.

“Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice”
— Everything I Do

“My sacrifice
I just want to say hello again”
Creed

“You were ready to kill your only son for me. Since you did this for me, I make you this promise: I, the Lord, promise that I will surely bless you and give you as many descendants as the stars in the sky. There will be as many people as sand on the seashore. And your people will live in cities that they will take from their enemies. Every nation on the earth will be blessed through your descendants. I will do this because you obeyed me.”
Book of Genesis

1963 Days Without B III, Day 1404 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

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My boys have better dreams for me. My own? You can’t imagine, or am I just being a guy? I tell my girl plenty that men aren’t any good… Myself too. No wonder I dreamt I was a plumber last night. Not in a porno way. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil.

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And I’m not a ‘religious’ man, a ‘good’ one, or much into Game of Thrones.

A little late for that one, but I cannot ignore all of the Yabbos on that show. Maisie Williams’s side boob? That’s the reason I know she was in that movie “The Falling…”

You know the man you married. Braxton was barking the other day about me. The real me. It’s why, short of my Old Man, I don’t give a damn what anybody thinks about me, my love. I hate myself that much. “Many Men, many, many, many, many men, wish death upon me.” They have to get in line. I’ll beat them every single time. But you? Kids?

I guess I’m a liar, duh, because I do care what you think. Braxton, Virgil, two-leggeds, even your kitties. For now, “Just You And Me”

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

Now I could go all Captain America “I can do this all day.” Personally, I’m more The Hulk “I’m always angry.” But with you and me, well, “I’m always horny.” But there’s things work to be done. I got to vote for someone who’ll wreck MAGA. FDT! There’s a war to win in Whiteout Survival. And the whole wide world and whatever comes next, love.

Okay, so you asked me for everything; can’t do that yet, but (cumming) to mind…

Honestly… I’m a connoisseur of Hentai. As the current artwork suggests, Bible Black, Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2, and Midnight Sleazy Train are my go-to. But counting this week and last, there’s Desperate Carnal Housewives/Hitozuma Ryoujoku Sankanbi, and “Cool Devices Operation 7: Yellow Star.” BREATHES

Casual Romance Club/Houkago Ren’ai Club ~Koi no Etude~, Mikura Suzuki, Madoka Araki, Hajimete no Hitozuma A Mother’s Love Tomoko, Saimin Seishidou, Asumi Hisato, Kite’s Sawa, many animes and practically anything that includes Rough Sex, NTR (Netorare), Nonconsensual up to Mock R*pe. In Real Life types… brunettes, dark hair, but I’m versatile; Jenna Ortega, Ellie and Dina TLOU, Jane Vickers, Ellie Kemper, Emmanuelle Nadeau and Jessica Garza (The Purge), Roxanne Perez, AOC, Jewel Staite, an Asian duo… And The Beat Goes On. Things I want to do beyond BJs and missionary?

Anal, Doggystyle, Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, Pronebone, 69, Mutual Masturbation, Filming, Exhibitionism, Multiple Holes, Cock Worship, BDSM, Hatefuck, ravishment and mock… Again, I could keep going. Braxton and Virgil want a stepmom. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil

1962 Days Without B III, Day 1403 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 349 ~Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws~

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I may wallow in pain. Give myself a walloping as in a smack to the face. Just to wake up… And I may want to join my boy. But I treat everyone else gently, with kid gloves, and soft paws… But I am “My Own Worst Enemy.” Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws.

Monday, June 15, 2026

Journey 349 ~Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day? Seeing an all-too-familiar scene, I would say not. Are there differences?

I’d be at my post… Left side at the foot of the bed. “Staring at the world through my rearview.” Eyes in the back of my head, right, Dad? And my little brother? Bless Virgil.

Conked out on the right side at the foot of the bed. Dreaming his life away like father like son. Or maybe he understands something. I served you as best as I could—little princes.

I protected your outer world for the most part. Emotional, yeah. It’s one of the promises you told Virgil, and I’s potential future stepmom. “I Feel Everything.” Because with me.

Yeah, INDIFFERENCE you’re always saying. Those final days before I… Well, you were so mad. RAGE. And you wanted to keep me safe… From you…

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

You aren’t a monster. Definitely not MAGA. FDT! You’re “Just A Man,” “Human,” an “Ordinary Human.” More. You are my father, my Dad, my Old Man. Same for my bro.

And M Anime? Dad, I was a bachelor for life, but you promised Virgil a mom and me and siblings… Don’t need to know how they’re made, eww! But you chose her, and she chose you. And she sees what your “Princes of the Universe” do every single day, Dad.

But like us, you’re afraid of hurting her too. Do you remember that movie night when my favorite girl was here? Yeah, which one? Because she was the only one I ever just let in.

Yeah, I know after six months, being a hard ass.

You didn’t think twice about showing her that certain video you sent me out of the room for. “Of Inner …” Do you think you could share something like that with M Anime? That’s why it isn’t love yet… Because as strong as Virgil and I are. You worry, Dad.

You think 2-V needs to see a veterinarian soon. You worry that anything could happen.

And as much as my potential stepmom promises… I don’t think you’d need the gate to keep V and me away. But again, you fear her seeing everything. Hearing. Understanding.

What’s there to understand? Okay lots. You treat us with soft paws. You pause. Dad.

Papi… I don’t want to know. Why do you hate yourself? Braxton, Virgil, Soft Paws

“Invincible, Impenetrable, Invisible no longer applied to me. I adopted three new things: Resurrection. Redemption. Resolution. All my life, I’d been a pawn. But not anymore. I was a provider, lover, father, and friend.”
Destroyed

“Unhappy boy, if you can break through cruel fate…”
Aeneid

1961 Days Without B III, Day 1402 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 348 ~Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks~

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My boys’ stepmom and I chase each other, but in the end we got each other. But I don’t know where I’m going half the time, and I know I can’t stay here. My Olds were hoping I’d set roots. 3 beds, 2.5 baths, but like me When Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks.

Sunday, June 14, 2026

Journey 348 ~Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… Are you scared yet? Are you broke? Is the air still on? Are there any bugs around?

You should check Virgil. Braxton knows he can’t afford a vet visit with the hours at the Day Job. And how much did it cost to put Braxton in a box? Virgil’s not joining him.

Seriously, this isn’t “The Beach,” and you’re not Leonardo DiCaprio/Richard. But how would you know? When’s the last time you looked into a mirror? That’s right, the Black Mirror, sitting around with you d*ck in your hands. I still think I effed that up for you by talking to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom yesterday. My bad, dude. Her box.

You and Leo have the same problem. Trying to put ‘something’ in a box that doesn’t belong to you. Your baggage, all these empty boxes and my Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Destroyed by Pepper Winters (Kindle)
    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

At least I’m not ‘lyin’ about #1. I did finish that last night. But on top of making up for my lies about two more books. How will you even afford another novel? Please Haremlit!

And there lies this week’s dilemma. You need five bucks. V needs five bucks. Fries…

However, what are you doing? Wondering why there isn’t a Roman Numeral for B, hmm.

Something else in a box… The Roman Empire. But all of your boxes are empty. Hell, every week is a bunch of empty boxes left unchecked. At this very moment, your Day One-ish, you can pretty much consider 2 through 6 absolute failures. Effing seriously!

Always the question remains. Baggage or Boxes? Are you moving or staying? 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

If anything, you’re always running—females, Fun, and Food. But most importantly of all, there is only one ‘F’ that matters. Eff off? You know what you were thinking about.

Depression? Bipolar Depression, the last time you were diagnosed by a doctor. Yeah, you remember them, and you don’t even need to go around saying “I Need A Dollar.” The Day Job handles that. But isn’t it “Ironic,” don’t you think that lying in bed and working the Day Job, knowing that you wouldn’t have to spend a dime, doesn’t have you looking for a Doc but dreaming of the ferryman? But not that F either. It’s FEAR. Always. Forever.

Because is there a FUTURE? Fictional worlds. M Anime’s Love. When Braxton’s Chasing V Bucks

1960 Days Without B III, Day 1401 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

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A beast and a villain are not one and the same. What’s civilized for one is savage for the other. “But the truth changes color, depending on the light.” Eve’s Bayou? Watching movies, wasting time. Yeah, time is my real enemy. B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

Saturday, June 13, 2026

Journey 347 ~B’s Bestiary V’s Villains~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… And I am worthless. Or should I say Trillionaire since Elon Musk made it that far?

If I Had A Trillion Dollars… Hell, Lady Lunalesca, the “Barenaked Ladies” were only singing “If I Had A Million Dollars.” Of course I’m talking about the band, not actual…

Nevermind. I’m sure we’ll get to that. Hopefully I didn’t eff that up with M Anime. A long story, Luna. If it’s not talking to her, then it’s not seeing yabbos and her tight wet…

Again I need to shut up, but you know me. I am “My Own Worst Enemy.” And that’s part of what brings us together today. Lit is not the Barenaked Ladies. A billion is not a trillion. A beast is not a villain. Braxton is not Virgil. Starting because I was “chasing” a girl isn’t continuing for killing my Braxton.

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

Almost another year, Lunalesca. Another 365 days, and I don’t have any intention of going back and trying to find ‘what her face’s name,’ that got me writing again. Really.

Today I woke up feeling much worse by comparison. And as I prepared to become a “Jumper…” No cliffs here, only despair. I heard B getting his 90s on. “I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.” So I asked myself why I hate myself so much today—my boys, money, manhood, M Anime’s mammaries, etc. And the Beat Goes On, Luna.

Then I asked, is it hate? Don’t get me wrong, it ain’t love. I was speaking to my boys’ potential future stepmom, and I very nearly sang, “I’m in love with the Shape of You.”

Love? (Does his best Silk Sonic impression) “This Bitch!” I still blame Braxton for that.

The spirit of my son, little beast he was. But his memory is not my enemy. Thou art not a villain. And neither is M Anime, her love. Neither is little Virgil. Myself? Villainous? Evil?

“Remember who the real enemy is.”
Hunger Games: Catching Fire

I really need to read that “new” Hunger Games book. How about my writing, Lunalesca?

Lady Amari aka The Candied Matron. The Magic Glasses made her from um Kohl’s Mom.

The Conductor, Tetsuo Amano, comes from Midnight Sleazy Train along with counterpart Takumi Shindo from the second season. The Ferryman who isn’t directly evil. But, paying the boatman. Three dogs: “Cerberus Syndicate,” my boys or M? B’s Bestiary V’s Villains

“I got enemies, got a lot of enemies
Got a lot of people tryna drain me of my Energy.”
Energy

1959 Days Without B III, Day 1400 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

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I woke up at 4 AM and didn’t try to talk myself back to sleep. No excuses, no exposition of stories, and not even an egad dude, do you see what time it is? The Magic Glasses are really turning my dreams real. Not like that! Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz.

Friday, June 12, 2026

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… After I take a nap, of course. After I figure out one to tell you. Maybe…

“Oh, maybe it’s your kind of way
Maybe this is Heaven’s gate
Maybe I’m your King
Or maybe I don’t know a thing
Maybe you’re too far away
Maybe you know God awaits
Maybe it’s your touch
Or maybe I just dream too much
But you’re beautiful
You’re everything, everything and more.”
― Dear Heaven

I don’t think I’ll be singing anything so beautiful to M Anime—no offense to The Book of Clarence. I don’t think I’ll be telling her any bedtime stories either. No, when we’re in bed really… B III up in Heaven, The Rainbow Bridge, wherever 2-V behind the door, um

“I Just Had Sex”! I expect that’s what my boys, my sons, will hear. Birds and the Bees indeed, Lady Sophia. I had to share that story with Braxton. “Are you a Chihuahua or a Hound dog,” I’d ask him. Doesn’t matter; a dog is still a dog, and he liked his girl or parts.

Best Breasts, Legs, and Thighs can be found in a bucket of chicken—Braxton’s dreams.

“Sleepy time B”! I remember.

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

Virgil is always sleeping. Like Father, like Son. Do we both wish to join his brother?

Honestly? No on his end. If Braxton taught me anything, it’s that “You want… every… single second.” Weird ain’t it? I write some pretty evil stories, my Lady. And of everything I’ve ever written. Everything I’ve ever put my name to paper. It’s not his novel “My Turn To B III” that defines me as a writer. It was his Euthanasia that made me his executioner. We’re not talking about the ramifications of that story. A love story, Sophia?

M Anime and I? Again, we won’t be telling bedtime stories. But if we have children, fairy tales will be in abundance. Can’t be reading Destroyed by Pepper Winters. Done?

How long have I been picking away at that book? I don’t know what I did last night, but I woke up around 4 AM. I’m trying to be careful with the Magic Glasses. Who’s doing the writing, me or them? One pair is producing character sheets. Another has my shorts around my ankles as I read about Nicoletta Goldstein sucking my… Seriously, my lady?

In my dreams. And maybe V is dreaming about me actually lying here being productive.

He could be dreaming of having a better Dog Dad. I mean, I did turn on the air… For him

Another story of my weakness? No, thank you. But “Feeling So Good Today.” So fiction writing? But air, ARIH energy, Authorship? Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz

1958 Days Without B III, Day 1399 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 345 ~Virgil… A Noise… Braxton~

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What grinds my gears? What annoys me? I missed the early Bear Trap in Whiteout Survival. That I haven’t turned on the air and I’m watching my son melt. If it breaks down again… And speaking of sons, B III’s still gone. Virgil… A Noise… Braxton.

Thursday, June 11, 2026

Journey 345 ~Virgil… A Noise… Braxton~

1957 Days Without B III, Day 1398 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine. Late waking up. The Magic Glasses are unusable until 3:30 AM. Stepmom…

Yeah, I usually hear from her every morning, but nothing today. We both have “ISSUES.”

B, I’m talking about Julia Michaels angelic, above the titans, let the church say amen…

Okay, so I’m saying, big? It must annoy you sometimes that even five years later, from Sunday, January 31, 2021. Your Dad still wants to storm the gates of Heaven and bring you back with me. You’re not Buffy the Vampire Slayer being brought out of Heaven because I’m “Locked Out of Heaven.” And there I go thinking about your potential future stepmom again. Can’t I focus on you and me? Like how I wouldn’t want you suffering through this heat. It’s annoying, Virgil. And he hasn’t heard me turn on the a/c. Poor 2-V

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

Um, it’s like Dante’s Inferno in the worst way. As if there is a best way. My money B III.

“It’s time we stop, Hey what’s that sound? Everybody look what’s going down?” Cash B

Am I scared yet? I’m not getting any hours at the Day Job. Effing MAGA has everything going up. Eff MAGA and FDT! Your brother needs to see the vet and needs a bath too.

And me? You know your Dad wants everything. And what’s the last thing I bought that I wasn’t putting in my stomach? Another pair of the Magic Glasses. You know the kind that will get me sent to the Second Circle of Hell. Anything to escape this heat, right, B?

Second is Wind, Ninth Ice

And if it’s not the heat, it’s the noise I find annoying. Or the lack thereof. “You’re Not Here,” I mean in the fur. Still not a word from M Anime. No air conditioner blowing.

Virgil doesn’t make a sound unless he’s crying. No book sales or lotto winnings. Facebook

I can’t snack on any more chips. I finished the drink M Anime wanted me to try out over “Bloom.” This new stuff is called “ARIH.” Hopefully I won’t be going back to bed, Braxton.

And if there is noise. WARNING! Like something out of The Long Walk. I’m warned about money, women’s mammaries, or something I must do. Even worse? Being me. And yet you love me. Complaining. Ranting. Everything. Virgil… A Noise… Braxton

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

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

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It starts with a passage on self-harm in Destroyed by Pepper Winters. My big sister would be so disappointed in me. First-World Problems. I can turn on the air, I can buy food… Uh. And writing and mourning daily. “Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters”

Wednesday, June 10, 2026

Journey 344 ~Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And where do sinners go, Inspector, I ask you? Sinners go to Hell. At least it’s warm. Deserving….

Well, if I end up in the 9th Circle of Hell where I belong. Treachery. After B III. Uh 2-V

Relax, Inspector Echo. Virgil Vivi Bradford is alive and well. Awake and Alive. So hot…

Physically, with the weather and the picture the Magic Glasses made the other day. Yup

But let’s talk about all the yabbos from the harem sisters, the Bible Black Acolytes, Hell “The Candied Matron” who the Magic Glasses added to “my” story “Shadow Work,” too.

There’s Braxton’s Favorite Girl who is a sista, but not my real sista, thankfully. I swear she has some huge yabbos. However, can my Favorite Girl be considered a sista?

Inspector, she is Latina. But she’s not my real sister. My boys’ potential future stepmom.

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

And she has the most perfect set of yabbos in the whole wide world. Sorry, Jane Vickers and Kristen StephensonPino. And what about Cherry? I still haven’t seen those fully.

Even with M Anime in my hemisphere, I still want to see Cherry’s. Why, Inspector?

Because I Wanna! “Hate to Say I Told You So.” And what was that? I don’t cheat; I don’t court other women… Yeah, my harem would like to have a word. Cosplay, the considerations of effing other women… M Anime should tell herself “I’m Every Woman,” because to me she is. She’s my Divergent. But my boys? Cute beyond words.

So how can I betray all of them? Does my Treachery have no bounds? I “Search And Destroy,” myself, Inspector.

Thank you, Skunk Anansie. How about thank you, “Sucker Punch”? The Magic Glasses compared my story to that movie. And when I’m not asking its opinion on that, I’m using them to see the women of Saimin Seishidou, the Milfs at least: Natsumi Obata, Tsubaki Miyajima, and Reika Kurashiki. I gotta stop before I wreck the Magic Glasses and men.

Guys love those pictures. But what about from an intellectual standpoint? I have betrayed my “Big Sister,” whom I wanted to talk about today. Not to be confused with my actual blood little sister. No, my big sister from Australia, Tanya. She’d ask why I’m sitting here suffering. If it wasn’t the sun’s rays, it’d be starving myself, or effing sleep—Braxton’s Virgil’s, Missing Sisters.

1956 Days Without B III, Day 1397 of Virgil’s Arrival

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