Wednesday, April 22, 2026

Journey 295 ~More Than B, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Which one of the Seven Deadly Sins this week? How many of the Nine Circles of Hell, Inspector?

It doesn’t matter because I want more. So, greed? A lust for power. A glutton for punishment. The pride I feel for living in such sloth. Wrath will come soon enough. And because there must always be a song, “Hey Jealousy,” or envy. Whatever, Virgil got to go for a walk today while I listened to Succubus Lord. You remember the Circle of Sin, right?

Anytime I start to think of all these sins I wish to commit with all of those beautiful ladies, I always return to my original sin. What, being born? I failed at dying… C-section right?

Being born, sure enough. But I mean the death of my son, my B III. And then I sit here.

Inspector Echo, I’m a bum.

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

Because you know what bothers me besides existing as a “starving artist”? Oh, that’s cute.

What I meant to say was I’m a crappy writer. Anyway, for the past few days I’ve been thinking about my “harem.” Yeah, I let the “Magic Glasses handle the writing. Do I have any ideas of my own? Other than stealing from other people? (Pulls out heist list) AHEM:

1. Mortal Kombat
2. Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5
3. Bible Black
4. Resident Evil
5. Soul Calibur 2
6. Billy Haley and His Comets, Thirteen Women (and Only One Man in Town)
   And More…

“A good artist creates. A great artist steals.”
Pablo Picasso

Do you remember that idea I had about the twelve disciples and playing Jesus? What!?

That orange ass-hat in the White House did. FDT always!

Well, I said I would have seven girls and five guys… Each guy gets a girl, and I get two.

And then there’s the idea of thirteen being unlucky, the song “Thirteen Women” and all. So the harem between me and the “Magic Glasses…” Like Julia Michaels, I got “Issues”.

01: M Anime
02: Kyouko Sakai
03: Blonde Gymnast “Lily.”
04: Cassandra Alexandra
05: Sophitia Alexandra
06: Cassie (PiB)

07: Carly (PiB)
08: Sister A
09: Sister B
10: Sister 1
11: Sister 2
12: Maiko Kaneda

13: Madoka Araki

And even that’s not enough for my desire, depravity, and di$k. Eww! Like Succubus Lord

14. Natsuno
15. Lupe Fuentes
16. Tifa Lockhart
17. Jahara Jayde
18. Aliya Will
19. Yasmina Khan
20. Ellie

Continue…

I shouldn’t have told you all that… Are you saying I should have saved it for Lady Sophia on Friday? I suppose my shame has been weighing me down plenty for the last few weeks, Inspector Echo. You would have figured it’d all be out of my system. No Fap…

Honestly, I told M Anime the other day to paraphrase Lil Nas X, “My life is a movie, Fur Buddies and Boobies.” It’s been hard seeing over the foot of my own bed these days. Every Day Is Exactly the Same. And it’s all so effed! More Than B, Virgil

1907 Days Without B III, Day 1348 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Journey 288 ~Villagers B Trippin’, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And not just because I’m late… With everything. How badly M Anime wants to say that “She’s Late.”

No. Even as I talk to you this evening, I’m much too busy playing war chief. And not in the classic movie “The Warriors” type of way. More like I’m a Level 2 Fire Crystal War Chief in Whiteout Survival. Is there a ‘cool’ way to say that? What do I know about it, E?

Speaking of which, I am “Running On Empty,” Inspector Echo. “Wham Bam Shang-A-Lang” minus the Shang-A-Lang. Thank M Anime for the Wham Bam, Inspector. Yabbos.

Ain’t nothing wrong with that or hers. Well, other than the fact that they aren’t in my mouth right now. Really! Is that all I have to say? My State of the Union. Again, I’m a war chief in a frost-covered wasteland, gaming-wise. So ahem…

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

(Turn Up The Radio) Not the Autograph song, but on the phone. (Plays, MØ’s Kamikaze)

Ok, so Wednesday was humiliating. I’ll be brief, E. We got one, two, three ’til the end of the world.

1. I woke up today
2. Jerked off listening to and texting back M Anime
3. The Day Job awaits
4. Was told I wouldn’t be doing Inventory. Price Changes
5. Worried my second pair of boots would fall apart
6. I was so tired that I dumped a bottle of water over my head. I “stole” a few snacks
7. Drank too much water, so had to use the company restroom. Somebody was… Eww
8. Got mad again from The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident
9. Made it back alive

And after that, I couldn’t take my little villager Virgil for a walk. Braxton’s pissed…

Inspector, I assume he is, because I should do better by his little brother. And the fact that I almost forgot to mention Braxton today. “There are too many men, too many people, making too many problems.” And like MAGA, I want to burn everything, everywhere.

“The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.”
― African Proverb

Eff the village, valiant, villainous, and victim alike. Which category do I fall into?

Inspector, let’s just say I like Bella Ramsey as Ellie in Season 2 of The Last of Us. Endure and Survive. It’s what AI, aka the Magic Glasses, says I’m doing: creating whole new worlds. Feeling like my Iron Rain landed in World War Z. Mortal Kombat! Villagers B Trippin’, Virgil

1900 Days Without B III, Day 1341 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Journey 281 ~Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… How so? Being a “man” who expresses his feelings… Wishing yet another day I wasn’t here. Failing? FEAR?

What a feat it would be to be unafraid. Of feet? Will get to that, Inspector Echo. But as usual… I must acknowledge the worst walk I’ve ever taken. The worst feat I ever did.

Braxton is gone. I know it, yes. Will I accept it? NEVER! I should have been like Winston Smith at the end of George Orwell’s “1984”. I don’t love “Big Brother.” And FDT! But I walked in as a father to a son. And walked out… I don’t know. Seriously?

Inspector, “The Long Walk,” continues. This is my punishment, my Hell? That’s what I’ve been thinking about all afternoon. I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. And then having to keep Virgil on his feet. Where’s he going?

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

Nowhere, fast. This brings me to what happened on Monday, April 6, 2026, Dear Echo.

Feel free to laugh. How often do you hear me complain about not having money?

However, I wasted it on fried shrimp at the food truck. And waste time with my “Magic Glasses” on the PIB sisters. Neil Bimbeau has it pegged with what tech can do. But anyway, Inspector. So my boots are worn down, and I figured I had another pair to wear.

Lo and behold, the bottom falls off my right boot at the beginning of the workday. I am sliding on one foot for six hours, ‘hoping’ nobody notices like I’m Ray Garraty. If indeed this was “The Long Walk,” I would have punched my ticket.

But there is so much further to go, Inspector. What about M Anime, my boys’ potential stepmom? She intends for me to walk her down the aisle, “Someday,” Inspector Echo. And I don’t have that Sugar Ray money, but she wants everything. Ah, “My Goddess.”

Then there’s my boys. If I’m not listening to “Wedding Bell Blues,” then today is “All About You.” Well them. I promised B III a yard, and already 2-V will have to run it. Echo.

And me? You know my dream. I never want to leave my bed for anything. I want to put an end to The Long Walk, one way or another. I don’t need boots for that. Paws, M’s high heels, fuzzy socks. Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down

1893 Days Without B III, Day 1334 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Journey 274 ~BLUSH B Away Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… How so? Are you telling me they didn’t unveil the PS6? I’m a good writer. Braxton isn’t dead.

That last one I’ve been telling myself, going on 1886 days, Inspector. Corpses, ashes, box…

Still, “Every Morning” when I wake up, I expect to see my boy lying on his corner of the bed. Or we’re back to back, and of course, he’s facing the threats, the alarm clock, the door, and my weapons stash. Hell, don’t I wake up like that now? Virgil is facing the door and my weapons cache. The alarm clock is on the other side of the room, Inspector.

Honestly, I had to make room for Braxton on the nightstand, such is Braxton’s honor.

However, as I sing “Sugar Ray,” songs, and speak of honor. What about M Anime’s?

Inspector, I understand how Randy felt about Jermaine Jackson, right?

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

I BRUSH Virgil aside often enough, which makes me a crappy Daddy. And I was even able to brush my lust for Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom to the side. And why is that, Inspector? Because I “Never Can Say Goodbye” to Braxton. “Can You Feel It,” Inspector? To this day, I can’t tell you which I want more. Do I want to tell Braxton, “Just Me Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day.” Or someday do I want to tell M Anime, Virgil, her kitties, and our two-legged children, “Daddy’s Home.” The Jackson 5, Lady E.

I forgot how powerful the song “Can You Feel It” makes me feel. Shame, Inspector.

Seriously, you won’t see it. Can you blush? Um yeah.

Or so I’ve been told, because I’m ashamed to be alive. What else is new? Only the reasons change with each breath. And my first ones in this “Brave New World.” Well, let me see.

I’m ashamed that when I wake up, I’m not the person Little B thinks I am. His Dad should be so much more than this. I brushed love aside for anger, then indifference. B died.

Second-born, second place, my V. He’s been here going on five years, and I still get his name wrong. He doesn’t sit in my lap, not for lack of trying. I’m an effing meanie, Echo.

Speaking of laps and meanness. M Anime calling me papi, brushing her hair as she sucks… BLUSH B Away Virgil

1886 Days Without B III, Day 1327 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

Journey 267 ~Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I never taught Braxton to bark. And I don’t know how to teach Virgil. Barking at a possum…

Hell, that’s the last time I remember Virgil barking. Like father, like son. Braxton and I? “Once we were warriors,” in this Mad City, during a Mad Season. Remember The Memories from Clone High… Sigh. And Matchbox Twenty. No wonder V is quiet, a lot.

Daddy is too busy singing. Didn’t I say a few days ago that I wish “Life” had a soundtrack so I would know what the Hell I am supposed to do? Live! And ain’t nobody got time for that ‘stuff’. No, E. I got a firstborn to mourn. And a second-born to try and understand.

Eff the eye doctor with how many times I have fallen asleep with my glasses on. Eff the general doctor. Eff Virgil’s vet and FDT.

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

Because Braxton’s motto was “I’m Gonna Live, Till I Die.” Frank Sinatra for my handsome, handsome boy. And if I had to pick something for Virgil, it’d be Jiggly Puff.

And whose fault is that? I put Braxton to sleep permanently. And 2-V’s always napping.

Because there is never enough time to bark. I’ve made some very strange sounds in the throes of passion. But barking? I should check my OnlyFans page for when “I Touch Myself.” Eww! But 100 subscribers, which might explain everything with Norton I’ve been dealing with. But of course, I don’t have time for that either. I have something real… Well, not in the flesh, but I spent most of this morning talking to B and V’s stepmom, M Anime.

Potentially, I mean. All the time I’ve had this week, and I’m finally getting back to her messages because she has me all kinds of horny with her spectacular yabbos. And if it isn’t a porno with her, what was I watching this morning, Cassandra Sarbeck Lady’s Night Blow Out from Dancing Bear. Not how I got over The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. If only I had gone after a Doc the same way I went after Amazon last night.

They took my reading streak. But I read Hometown Heat Wave (Book 2). Seriously, Inspector, I was a monster. This isn’t Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5’s with Kyouko Sakai, Desperate Carnal Housewives, Bible Black: New Testament, or Lexi Booker. Just barking.
Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time

1879 Days Without B III, Day 1320 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will