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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

Chronicle 362 ~How Fatherhood Should B~

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Father’s Day was over a week ago, but I’m time traveling… (19th). The hard part of my day is over… Texting my father. The hardest part? Missing my son. And between PetSmart and what I pay ladies, I ain’t sleeping with? “How Fatherhood Should B,” NOT

Tuesday, June 28, 2022

Chronicle 362 ~How Fatherhood Should B~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but without family? You know how I wrote Rule #13, “Power Is All That Matters.” Love?

Well, you know I could delve into my many playlists. “What is Love?” Or how about “Power of Love.” “What’s My Age Again?” Ok, I’ll stop. Don’t feel much like celebrating anyway. Father’s Day was like what, nine days ago. Or today counting time traveling? Hell! It could be. It could happen. And speaking of which, could I ever be the Daddy I once was. I will instead be the one who’s crying than our children. They don’t have to know. Tears are tears. I can only hope I’m the type of Daddy they want to spend time with. I don’t want to be a man that can expect some far-off text because it’s a holiday. Braxton could never say Happy Father’s Day to me.

But I would feel it. B was/is my firstborn, my son. And I was his Dad. Is this what fatherhood would be like? I didn’t know until it was. Only my rules; that Love Power. Would I be one to clean up after Braxton? A little different with two-legged children. Inevitable though. Like sharing music, movies, and a few manuscripts. Someday they’ll understand what B III meant to me. To be how I used to be. But always their Dad. And I didn’t know if I would be any good at it until Triple B showed me how. You would think it’s the other way around. My father got better at it when it came to my sister. Would I? Against All Odds, My Love.

Because that’s what fatherhood should be? B was never a Dad, but he was the best man I’ve ever known. And if we could have sons who loved as such. Daughters who accepted nothing less. For a time now, I’ve been thinking, if B comes back or there’s his sister? Either way, I’m getting the sign that I should be the man I was when it came to him, Love. Minus the indifference, wrath, and depression. The thing that killed B and then after, ok. I keep repeating myself, but you’ve heard me say that fatherhood is the epitome of manhood. And I am a Daddy, but I’m so much more as it comes to us. You’ll show me. But Braxton? How Fatherhood Should B

Gospel 362 ~Though Routine, War Never Changes~

513 Days Without B III

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Chronicle 355 ~To B A Friend~

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Truth, I don’t have any guy friends. I mean that outright know, see every day, etc., I’ll serve as an alibi when they start making their daughters’ boyfriends vanish. As far as my own kids… I was/am B’s father, but he was also my BFFF. To B A Friend.

Tuesday, June 21, 2022

Chronicle 355 ~To B A Friend~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but to buy a friend? I don’t have many friends. How many groomsmen did I have?

Triple B, of course, would have been my best man. What? He likes big heaps of food. Bigger Yabbos. And with the biggest mouth I’ve ever seen, he wouldn’t find a ring the least bit appetizing. Next to our family, he’s the only one to score 21 Blackjack scale-wise. Now how did that happen? Love at first sight? The only time you’ll hear me say that about a guy. Well, next to us having a boy as well. I could give you many examples of B being my friend. The one I always go to love, a million times over, him watching me sleep. But when did we become friends? Was it even my choice? Braxton had four people and ended up choosing me. What!

Now you baby girl could have any man on the planet. Hell! Any woman on earth too. So how and why did you choose me? Should I ask such a question with… um, my life? Love with everything, I should get back into the swing of things because I have no idea how I could do this again. Not that I would want to. I fall in love, we get married, and that’s that. Always and forever. I can’t say it was how I was raised, but it’s what I’ve always believed. So you’d never have to worry about me making friends with women, ha. Hell! Braxton was/is my only guy friend. I call Carolina his Aunt for a reason. Cherry, M Anime, pretty but…

Let me keep digging the hole I’m in, right. “Running Up That Hill,” as the song goes. Or as the kids are saying these days. I want our kids to see me as their father, friend, and favorite parent. Okay, that last one is asking too much. When it comes to my Olds… I’ll always love my momma, but we’re not friends. Are you seeing why B III’s so important? And to think I could go out and find such a friend again in this life. But I found you. And I’ll never take that for granted, my love. But haven’t I? I need to be a better friend, hmm. Be more like Braxton, who hated everybody? Like father, like son. To B A Friend.

Gospel 355 ~Adaptation… Compromise, Adapt Or Die~

506 Days Without B III

BLM Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will