Log 190 ~Big Will Goes Home~

A woman gives me a word, and here I am moving mountains, she takes it back and I have a hard time getting out of bed but it wasn’t a promise or anything, a time of chaos and sickness and I have a big mouth or hands. Big Will Goes Home.

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Log 190 ~Big Will Goes Home~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and I don’t look a thing like Jesus. Also, I don’t sound anything like him, but I want my words to carry the same weight. Some time ago, I was saying that words like POWER and FEAR are huge. What about LOVE? I Love You; I Do, I Will, Forever and Always. I could tell you a million times over that I Love You, but I Like Far Cry 5 a lot. Remember I liked that show Finding Carter and somebody says on it that six “Reallys” plus a “Like” equals love? Carly Rae Jepsen has a song about it; okay, so I’m dropping my phone.

Well, I thought so anyway, “Can We Talk” for a minute? The first time we talked, I didn’t want to talk about the weather. I got sunshine; okay, I’m trying to stop singing. Do you think I should have stuck to my brief stint as a songwriter? Of course, you know the types of books I’m known for, baby girl. One friend of mine told me I should go back to writing poetry. It wasn’t my big sister, but she is a wise woman, so is my mom, and you too, my beautiful wife. Their words worth listening to, women who mean what they say. Well, maybe not when you were having our kids, as the song goes, I didn’t mean to call you that. How about crushing my hand? I’m a fantastic writer, but speaking? Yeah, the last time I gave you my left hand. I’m rambling; my point?

Okay, I don’t drink because I can’t stand anything taking control of my words. Same with some medications, I want to have the power of my speech. Let it not be fear of censorship, hurting feelings, not even the almighty dollar. Here I was about to say I don’t want to take anything back? The things I write in the name of a buck, the stuff I get people to say and do for that green. You know For The Love Of Money and all that baby doll. I ask you about your day continuously. What do you need or want? What if you’re going to take something back; I don’t mean material things. Tony Montana said he had his balls and his word. I give you my word but yours; Big Will Goes Home.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 061 ~Will To Learn Hmm~

Advertising, Branding, Photography, when I was in high school I did try to learn French “the language of love” for obvious reasons, in college it was journalism, which explains my research skills, hell my mom’s a banker. “Will To Learn Hmm”

Saturday, August 31, 2019

Log 061 ~Will To Learn Hmm~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Millionaire right now or tomorrow? At least I woke up like one. Checking the Stock Exchange and waking up to someone cute. Of course, I have yet to invest. That someone cute is seven pounds of fluff, four legs, and I love him like pancakes. I said that in one year I would be a millionaire. So the question becomes, why aren’t I? Can I blame PCH? Hell should I be blaming my temptations, there’s been a few. Whatever happened to Shailene Woodley?

Speaking of things I’m learning, it’s all about money. Did I believe I would find the likes of Pure Taboo, Fetish Network, Reality Kings, Brazzers as stocks? For a second there, yeah I kind of did. I’ve found a few shares here or there but nothing that speaks to me Lady Lu. Think outside the box as THEY say. I found a company that does condoms. Talk about a business that will always be needed. I still have my submissive closet, so maybe I’ll look for something in Spicy Lingerie or the like. I continue to see the “broken” which isn’t very polite to say such things. It took everything within me not to make an offer to a young woman only yesterday. What about this morning? Yeah, I’m all sorts of terrified that a polite hello or an inquiry might cost me a friend.

I read somewhere that women don’t decide where to eat because of Adam and Eve. At the moment I get where Eve is coming from ha. Last time she did something somewhat “innocent” humanity was screwed. My firstborn still flinches as though I may hurt him. Am I that much of a monster? Will I ever learn to be good? It would start by putting some money up for treats and such. I’m too busy trying to treat myself or be a man. It would be something like Manhood training in Roots. No, my father taught me to fear both God and Man. God doesn’t bother me but trusting another human being? One more reason I like the path of sex and submission. Pain, Passion, and Power Lady Lu. To relish one, share the other, and be trusted with all indeed.

I don’t trust myself not to check my phone for an hour for news. How could I think to give my word to have a million? Will To Learn Hmm.

I Will Have No Fear