Journey 335 ~Don’t B ROMAN Virgil~

1st of tha Month and what is my bipolar ‘a$$’ doing? I go from not wanting to move to roamin’ around. Day Job, chores, walking my second born before the storm. He’s roaming around crying. How about living up to his namesake? Don’t B ROMAN Virgil

Monday, June 1, 2026

Journey 335 ~Don’t B ROMAN Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day? It’s a hot one. If I were there or M Anime.

No Dad, I’m not going to rag on you about my little brother. Virgil and I are southern men. Southern men that you raised, fur and all. Sons of the great sorcerer Will, we know. The story that came up that you’re writing, or shadow work, our potential stepmom says.

How much longer will you keep thinking of her as such? This morning you and she were talking about having babies. Can’t say I remember meeting many—my aunt’s baby. However, you weren’t there during those times. Why? You’re you, right? I know you, Dad.

And I love you. Always and forever. A promise to me, my brother, Virgil Vivi. Who knows, you’ll be singing “Maybe someday. You and me can run away” to stepmom.

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

All “Hey Juliet”! But you want her because of who she is. The woman that you see. Like you see me. Like you see Virgil. No a/c and all you care for him as you care for all of us

And why is that? I couldn’t live forever as much as we both wanted… But we’re working on that, aren’t we, my father… And when it comes to V and I’s stepmom, for real, Dad.

“I can do this all day.”
Steve Rogers, Captain America

You’d say that if you were only talking about her yabbos. And didn’t you say to her once upon a time… “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” As in your eyes, what is she, Dad? “If there’s somebody calling me on, She’s the one.” I share the sentiment.

Or I will someday about the woman you’ve chosen. The brother I was blessed with.

However, we are what we are, my father. For example, Virgil was a Roman Poet. There’s no changing that. Dante wrote of Virgil guiding him through Hell. My brother tries… Still, on days like today, he doesn’t like to roam far away from you. If he were more of a barker, he might belt out, ” I can’t stand “The Rain” against my window. “

Honestly, poor you. Dad, when will you see the man we all see? You’re everything.

EVERYTHING! But you like playing “The Seeker”. And if I had to pick out what you are to me. Again, we’ll both be Captain America. Stay. Don’t B ROMAN Virgil

What would hell be like? Would I survive more unhappiness?
― Destroyed by Pepper Winters

I sing of arms and of a man: his fate had made him fugitive
Aeneid

1947 Days Without B III, Day 1388 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 333 ~B Runs, V Hides~

No one man should have all that power—the Russians, Chinese, Trump, the Magic Glasses, etc. I could be worse, but I’m too tired… usually. Plus, I have two furry ones who hate summertime, my boys. And a woman who’s Hot as Hell. “B Runs, V Hides.”

Saturday, May 30, 2026

Journey 333 ~B Runs, V Hides~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… I lie like a rug. And not just any rug. One of those fancy Persian ones.

And then I would have my servants carry me to an even comfier bed, Lunalesca.

Saturday, another lazy Saturday, and B knows I’ve been sittin’ here, tryin’ to find myself.

What, in dreams? Wasn’t I dreaming when I was busy mooning over Lexi Booker’s Yabbos? Or when I was telling Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom that Leana Lovings is my favorite pornstar? Or when I was letting loose all over the bed. I know, ew.

How bad do I want to lie down? To take the damn L? And to find wherever B III landed?

That’s why my boy is still running. And haven’t I said I would do anything for him? I don’t know if Braxton forgives me or not. But what he wants

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

Life. And as the song goes, as my belief says, “He Lives In You.” I wouldn’t be here otherwise, Lunalesca. But today I’m questioning what type of life. Lunalseca. Energy…

Not like the Drake song, really eww! Despite what the Magic Glasses said about those two girls from The Purge, The Mercy Cult, The Givers Sister Melissa (Emmanuelle Nadeau), and Sister Penelope (Jessica Garza). Let’s just say I heard The Long Walk blaring “WARNING!” Or maybe it was the horn from one of the vehicles from Mario Kart 64, Lu.

Toad’s Turnpike, to be exact. That’s how I feel today—usually driving The Rainbow Road.

The Rainbow Bridge? Wherever. “I’m so, I’m so tired, I’m so tired of trying” Flake.

Possibly. Virgil feels like that.

It’s why he hides in plain sight. My Virgil sleeps.

Afraid that I’m like something from the 2006 “Pulse.” For the record, yes, I know the Japanese did it first. My geekiness, Lu. Anyway, it’s like when Braxton was here. I was afraid my rage would drain his life. But it was my indifference that his life tried to fill.

Luna, it’s like my “big sister” would tell me. I would empty my body because everything else was full. Mind, heart, and soul. Filled with what? Fear, Fuckery/Lust, and Fury.

Lunalseca, like a Sith Lord. It gives power/energy, purpose, and perseverance. But life, Lady Lu. “I Want A New Drug.” My harem. Tech with Judy and 2B. Magicks, Nico. Wake up! B Runs, V Hides

“They want what they don’t have anymore. They want life.”
Isabell Fuentes – Pulse (2006)

1945 Days Without B III, Day 1386 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 328 ~B’s Not Far Virgil~

“Always and Forever.” If Special K came to me, I would help her. If Milf DOS asked, I would answer. Hell, Braxton’s Favorite Girl is somewhere, but I drove to her FIRST wedding. Then my girl today, “I’ll be Around.” And my boys. “B’s Not Far Virgil”

Monday, May 25, 2026

Journey 328 ~B’s Not Far Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Last week, I barked out, “I Want Candy.” And now there’s ice cream. What, no song for that, Dad?

Well, there is one, but I’ll save that for you and M Anime. Virgil and I’s potential stepmom. Ice Cream by Tyga? For the record, Dad, eww. I guess I wouldn’t mind you keeping my bro and me at a distance. Plus, Tyga? White people are one thing, but cats?

Should I envy Virgil being so close to you, my father or not? How does the song go, “You can run, you can hide, but you can’t escape my love?” So why are you so afraid of losing it, Dad? “It Ain’t Over, Dad. The “Hustle and Flow,” or me being as badass as Rambo.

Dad, if you knew how much I miss our movie nights. And I am never far away. I’m still there.

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

How can I be both “Far and Away” and barking “I’m Still Here” all at the same time?

Reminds me of the days I was running around and you were chasing me, asking, “What’s in your mouth?” Another song or movie reference, as that’s all you seem to hear, Dad.

That and losing. A good boy, a gorgeous girl, and a great man. You’ll never lose me, father. And Virgil’s stepmom and I reached out to you. Dare I bark… “she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah.” I’m don’t sound like The Beatles. But I could be your Paul McCartney and tell you the truth. Love is like the truth about The Matrix, “The answer is out there, (Dad,) and it’s looking for you, and it will find you if you want it to.” I love…

You know this “I love you.” Virgil loves you, whether you want to believe it or not. M Anime says it, and the fact that you answered her so easily. I swear, Dad, as much as you write about a harem… And why? Why do you need so many to love you? Liz to Red:

“Do you need everyone to love you? Or am I enough?”
The Golden Army (2008)

Daddy, you’re so close to loving you? And with me on one side of the line and everything else on the other side. The other side! Honestly, what do you find across the finish line?

That’s why this is The Long Walk. There is no finish line. Do you love me, Virgil, stepmom enough to stay? B’s Not Far Virgil.

“To be close to another filled me with horror, not joy.”
― Destroyed, Pepper Winters

“This one alone has stirred my feelings and impressed my wavering mind.”
― The Aeneid

1940 Days Without B III, Day 1381 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 326 ~Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling~

I feel like I’m being ripped to shreds. At least I did last night. Maybe if I were making money doing what I loved… porno, pounding keys, or taking care of my puppy boys, I wouldn’t wonder how long pizza stays good. “Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling”

Saturday, May 23, 2026

Journey 326 ~Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… For writing, for women, or how about whining about my boys? Don’t I always, Lady Lunalesca?

When I don’t enter a deep sleep, let Depression bring absolute silence, and “My Dick.”

Seriously? If it wasn’t a certain character from GTA 4 or Cyberpunk 2077’s Judy Alvarez.

But between them was Whiteout Survival all this morning. Thus, no typing, no writing, and not even an inkling of an idea until now. I swear, Lunalesca, the last time I remember doing something that mattered on a Saturday was Saturday, August 13, 2022. Virgil…

Sad, ain’t it? And what a poor little bastard, 2-V, is that I found him—my B III’s little bro.

Oh, eff me, I got an idea brewing. Little head or big head? Both. How do I decide these things? With my boys, it’s my heart. With women… Little head.

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

‧ “I don’t use my head to fly the arrow, boy! I use my heart.”

Yondu didn’t mean it like this, I’m sure, but those words came to mind. Honestly.

Lunalesca, I’m sure you’ve heard this story before. The Saturday all those years ago when I visited PetSmart and saw Archie, who would become my beloved Second-Born Virgil, sitting in a “cage” with several other fur babies. And I swear I heard Braxton’s voice, hmm.

  1. I can’t make this more black and white Dad
  2. Look at his eyes (B III’s tan fur, both sides). And three black dots head, “back” & tail
  3. He knows how to use the paper (Puppy Training Pads)

And now this afternoon SIGH. I got all kinds of horny, and I was thinking of Judy Alvarez and then NieR: Automata’s 2B aka 2E.

So the harem’s getting bigger… Eight? Nine, if you count Elara. Effing Magic Glasses, Lu.

Am I coming to rely on them much too often? I do appreciate the artistry, but I do my own writing and sigh, edits. But the world is being built Step by step, bit by bit. Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick. Step by step, day by day. Masonry? That would pay well, Lu.

And to think I once liked to sing. My Ma raised me on Whitney Houston. But my calling has always been writing. Cherry tried pumping me up a bit, Luna. But she’s in the same boat. But she’s sick, what’s my effing excuse? Playing in a winter wonderland. And lazy.

Life. Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling

1938 Days Without B III, Day 1379 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 321 ~B, V, That’s Amore~

Do you remember when Pizza Hut was the sh*t, instead of just sh*t? But I woke up this morning and wanted pizza. I wouldn’t say I love it. Just like I can’t say I love my girl. Could It Be I’m Falling in Love? I have my sons. “B, V, That’s Amore”

Monday, May 18, 2026

Journey 321 ~B, V, That’s Amore~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. And “I Want Candy.” Wow, how old are you, Dad? Yeah, I know I was older. But human time…

Who am I to bark about that? Uh, your son. Always and forever. So “Don’t You Forget About Me.” I know you won’t, Dad. But there was that one Emergence Day. From 1953 to 1982, to 1985. And that’s just our playlist today. But anyway, somewhere after 2015, my father. Isn’t that when we came here? So it was Emergence Day, and you were busy “petting” that woman who came to clean up, Special K. Can’s say I approved, Daddy.

And that’s not just because you two didn’t share your pizza with me. Really Daddy.

Anyway, you left, and when you returned, you had a different woman with you. SIGH.

Dad, I didn’t know she would someday become my ‘favorite girl.’ You remember I’d bark

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

The best breasts, legs, and thighs are found in a bucket/box of chicken. And Virgil…

Honestly, Dad, I don’t mean to call my brother a chicken. He’s finding his courage.

However, you’re still trying to find yours as well, my father. But is that all? There’s more, I know. Everything, when “All You Need Is Love.” Okay, a few things. I know you won’t believe that. Like you won’t forget about me. And sticking with all the music you know:

  1. That’s Amore 1953
  2. I Want Candy 1982
  3. Don’t You Forget About Me 1985
  4. All You Need Is Love 2007 (Movie Edition)

My point is, I’m looking for when you’d say… Not me, you’d sing, “And in this moment I am happy.”

I had to throw off the years. “Wish You Were Here” was released in 2002. But I was “released” Sunday, January 31, 2021. And you’ve been saying I wish you were here ever since. And why is that? Why today, as you sit next to my brother, thinking of pizza?

Daddy, this isn’t “A Dog’s Purpose.” It’s not your purpose. And it definitely isn’t the Magic Glasses’ purpose, as it’s already proposing pizza places. It doesn’t matter in a way.

“I Wanna Get Next to You”. Seriously, Dad, we’ve given up on time, huh? 1972 and all that. Because there’s been time to remember. Sitting here, a beautiful woman who loves you, that will be M Anime. My brother. Content. Happy. B, V, That’s Amore

“To quote a wise man: “Oh well. Whatever. Never mind…”
― Vampire Uprising: A Novel

“Duty-bound he struggled with the anguish in his heart.”
Aeneid

1933 Days Without B III, Day 1374 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 319 ~B On GARDEN Virgil~

My girl grows things, flowers, food, a family… My firstborn son was/is all about guarding the backyard. My second born… V’s been here nearly five years… He’s still growing on me. “Sing It Back,” “I’m Just a Kid,” doing his chores. B On GARDEN Virgil

Saturday, May 16, 2026

Journey 319 ~B On GARDEN Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at that statement. Laugh. I’m a little dehydrated.

That’s why I’m late talking to you yet again, Lady Lunalesca. Yard work, yes, I took a shower after, and a yummy energy drink. Or should I say more potent? Eff you, “Bum Energy”! “Bloom” works wonders. Nothing worthwhile is blooming outside the garden that my Braxton used to guard. He would be ashamed it’s fallen as it has, Lunalesca.

Virgil ain’t doing much with it. But this was never supposed to be permanent. Seriously.

I promised B plenty that he would have the greatest yard and several sibling minions.

“Someday,” M Anime will help with both of those if she’ll have me—honestly, Lunalesca.

I don’t understand what she sees in me. As long as she’s singing, “You’re Too Big To Fit In Here.”

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

Ain’t that “The Sweetest Thing”? And that is after the most painful… Her business, Luna.

I’ve got more than enough of my own pain of my own. I have a splinter in my finger from today’s yard work. I got eaten by ants. Never forget the Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. If we’re talking mentally, where do we begin with my craziness? I’m still down about Braxton. Depression. Mourning. Grief. Take your pick. Teary effing ocean!

Lunalesca, “It’s My Life,” no doubt. It should have been it should be. And I have no “Power” in it. That starts with me insisting on paying my own way. Independence. I should be a damn man. Especially when talking to M Anime and with Virgil. Truthfully. A Man Provides!

And speaking about being a man. You know that dangling thing in my pants. Effing!

Lunalesca, I’m always so effing horny. And what did it for me today? Ellie Goulding? Or was it the redhead from “Virgin Roster,” Tomo Sakashita? How about the character that the Magic Glasses created, Elena Voss? Speaking of which, I’m glad I didn’t use them on Ren Hasami or Little Lupe. Let’s just say they grow on you. Somewhere That’s Green? I could be somewhere way worse. But personally, you know what I desire, Lunalesca.

Paint It, Black—the whole damn world. Bring on the darkness. “And yet I watch my youngest son, and it helps to pass the time.” My Braxton’s tan. My colorful harem. B On GARDEN Virgil

1931 Days Without B III, Day 1372 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 314 ~Abraham Tripped B, Virgil~

Well, I’ll be sitting here. Working on this beer…I’m not a drinker. Just ask B’s Favorite Girl. Please don’t! I’ve been listening to mobile games, my mutt, my Ma, and some mattress buddies. The noise. The Silent Offering. Abraham Tripped B, Virgil

Monday, May 11, 2026

Journey 314 ~Abraham Tripped B, Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? For being a day you didn’t go to “The Bad Place,” it wasn’t.

I keep those days when I would bark loudly, long, and like I was loco. But you would tell people you would rather hear my voice than anyone else’s, because at least my barking helped you out. Every other word, even from the best humans… Um, it has you longing for silence. Not the silence of my absence. No, not ever. Quiet breaths, a heartbeat

Mine. Yes mine. That’s what you’re wishing for the most today. I’m touched, Dad, truly.

“Listen To Your Heart.” My little bro V may not be me, but he knows the truth about us, Dad.

“He Lives In You.” That’s what Virgil would bark. He’s not a talker like me. Or is it like father like son, you’re both waiting.

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

For what? Like Abraham, my father is the father of many nations. We are not religious men, my father. The universe for us was us. You would tell me that the world would end in five minutes, and so we didn’t need to worry—my last five minutes with my best friend, who could ask for more. And you gave me that. And then we’d have another and one more, and then what? The silence. You stood there, and it was not the word of God, some far-flung wish, hell for 161 days, it wasn’t even the moans of a woman or you. Eww, Dad!

We both just wanted to know you were still alive, and these days the world has made it abundantly clear.

And you just want to “Make The World Go Away”. No, you wouldn’t go that far, Dad, I know. Not how you and M Anime talk about, going soldier and her Associate persona. You and I both know we could be some cruel mother effers. “Language!” I know, Dad, yup.

You still say it was your RAGE. Rather, your lack thereof that doomed me. Indifference.

Serving to protect me because you didn’t want to feel. That’s not quite right, Daddy.

Honestly, you didn’t want to hear because the RAGE was just that loud—the gnashing of teeth of the damned. And yes, love is louder, but even that is driving you mad—too much noise. Beeps, boops, boobies, but speaking hurts. Abraham Tripped B, Virgil

“Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him: for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing how thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me.”
― Genesis 22:12

“Their minds were set ablaze.”
― Aeneid

1926 Days Without B III, Day 1367 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 312 ~A Size V, Braxton~

Braxton and Virgil didn’t get winter coats. I don’t remember the last time I bought clothes. New boots? Long story. And condoms? M Anime is adamant that she wants babies, three to be precise. And Mother’s Day is coming up. A Size V, Braxton

Saturday, May 9, 2026

Journey 312 ~A Size V, Braxton~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… So “a king-size tub big enough for ten plus me” is not out of the question.

More or less, Lu. How about average? The cost of living. But the word for today is equal. Or right? Eff, with all the politics these days, they almost drown out cries for my boy.

“First, let me explain that I’m just a black man (a black man).” Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I am not. Neither am I some “Rockstar”. It’s what they call delusions of grandeur.

Lunalesca, I want more! And it’s like everyone else has it but me. I’m a minority of one, hmm. I wake up every morning, and it’s like I’m already in last place. My alliance has more points, and I’m the village idiot. My girl, B, and V’s potential stepmom has more time and love; Virgil takes up more bed space.

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

There’s this suit of armor… “Put on the whole armor of God…” Please! There’s a reason I wear baggy hoodies or the sorcerer’s robes of Shang Tsung in fantasies, Lunalesca.

Because there’s so much less of me, to me, I keep thinking I’ll grow someday, Lunalesca.

Well, more than, my “monster…” My meat is murder if you know what I mean. Yeah, I know, Eww! I’m trying to dial it back. But there “Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked” right?

There’s too much of it, Lady Luna. When I was busy trying to beat Braxton to Heaven by starving myself, my “big sister” said it was because I was full of “Real Emotion.” Just full.

And now, like Virgil, I try to shrink myself. Down

Further, further, and further still. Because I don’t fit anywhere. And my how Virgil tries.

But like father, like son. I’m sure if I could understand Virgil the way I understand Braxton, he’d be saying, “I‘ve been ‘watching you, ‘ Dad, ain’t that cool.” Honestly.

Lunalesca, I expect far too much of my second-born. I expect far too much of his potential stepmom, don’t I? And I expect far too much of myself. I see how overwhelmed I am and still. Am I effing Goldilocks? I did not just say that out loud! What I mean is this. Do I want more, all of it, and options? Or am I looking for what fits just right? My junk, eww! My heart. A Size V, Braxton

1924 Days Without B III, Day 1365 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 307 ~Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil~

Comfortable, you’re gonna be Comfortable. That’s for my boys, B and V. Myself? I’m a comfy, cozy, freaking coward. Is that why I was comfortable enough to listen to my motivations at the Day Job? Not my comfort zone. Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil?

Monday, May 4, 2026

Journey 307 ~Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Judging by the time… yes and no, but you’ll “Die Another Day,” Daddy.

Not today, and you know why. May the Fourth be with you, my father, my master. Is that another reason I became one with the force? You had to save my little bro, 2-V, Dad.

Allow me to bark my best Yoda impression: “Always two there are, no more, no less. A master and an apprentice.” We were/are a Sith household, Dad. I’m more than comfortable saying that. Whether it be at the foot of your bed, on a cloud somewhere, the Rainbow Bridge, I think we both prefer the Rainbow Road or some garden bed treats surrounding us. Let’s just say I’m comfortable wherever you are, Daddy. You’re alive.

However, Dad, are you comfortable? Are you able to rest? Will you ever find peace?

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

Okay, I know that’s too much to ask for. You were willing to die for me. With Virgil, even now it’s “Later V, Later Virgil.” You care for him, you would die for him. And don’t listen to those people on that little glow box of yours. You haven’t harmed a hair on 2-V’s head.

And then there’s me and Virgil’s potential stepmom, M Anime. Still potential, not exactly future yet. Yeah, I remember Dad. Less die and more I will “Dive For You” right.

However, I know how you feel about her, Daddy. You’re comfortable. And those yabbos of hers… Yeah, Dad, I’m jealous. And barking of which, talk to my Favorite Girl, why don’t you? I mean, it’s Star Wars Day if anything.

And you and I are comfortable letting our geek flag fly. Or M Anime’s nerd flag. I swear I’ve noticed Dad, along with the Magic Glasses, the woman has the body of a goddess and a brain just as fine. And you’re comfortable with her? Listen to me talking about the ladies when you know Greta made me very uncomfortable. Greta was a “bit*h” literally.

Seriously Dad. But again, there was my Favorite Girl, there was Special K. Others, Daddy?

You were comfortable with me. More so that you are with Virgil. Even by yourself.

Honestly, you seek out more. More women, more worries, even a way to win. Because Dad, you wanted my comfort. And you want to be alive! Are B’s Comfortable, Virgil?

“However miserable my life was, I wasn’t ready for it to be over, yet.”
The HUNGER Collection ― Kelli Wolfe

“She nourishes the wound with her lifeblood, weakened by hidden fire.”
― from The Aeneid

1919 Days Without B III, Day 1360 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 305 ~Oh, B Hive Virgil~

Idle hands are the Devil’s playthings, so I try to stay productive; I try not to play in my pants; I try not to make a peep. But there’s a dog who needs me, a damsel in distress, and I‘m a mourning dog dad. I’m busy as a bee here. “Oh, B Hive Virgil”

Saturday, May 2, 2026

Journey 305 ~Oh, B Hive Virgil~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Someone should do the world a service. But what do I know about submarines or healthcare?

And I’m not STUPID enough to say such and such about that A-hole in the White House, my dear Luna. FDT! Hell, eff the whole world today. But where else is there, I ask, Lu?

Sitting in the car today being honked at by some a-hole at the bank, do you know what I was thinking? Besides, I’m not a billionaire. All I was thinking… “I want to go home.”

Where is that Lady Lunalesca? THEY say that home is where the heart is… Braxton. Honestly, “Days Go By” still, I think, why not? Virgil? Does he feel at home yet? One of the things I bother to clean these days. He crapped his bed. Flies over Bees. “Sh*t, honey!”

Things I should have said…

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

Yesterday… Things you can say about your dog and your girlfriend. M Anime? Her story

It ain’t my right to tell. But my woman is having a hard time right now, and I can’t be there for her. At least not physically. Mentally? How long was I up last night talking to Lady Sophia because I’m a man who “loves” his woman? Not yet. But I care for her. True.

Enough to behave myself? Her first, LOL! I hope she never changes. She is my boys’ potential stepmom. And she wants a place in my bed, a baby in her tummy, and a rock on her finger—blood, sweat, and tears. There was plenty of that yesterday. A Man Provides.

Home, House, and Hive. Busy?

My head is buzzing. “Make The World Go Away.” If that wasn’t me this morning.

Lunalesca, how is it that I am so overwhelmed, and at the same time, I want everything? It’s like that movie, Blindness (2008). I can see everything, but I’m a slave to the blind. Eff!

How about the woman from Chis Dietzel’s “The Hauntings of Playing God”? It’s far too late to save souls in this place. To save time for sleep. Um, to stroke my c*ck. Oh, do behave.

Trust me, I’m trying. How many times have I seen M Anime’s yabbos today? Glorious!
But I’m trying to save babes, I’ve created via the Magic Glasses. Bucks? My boy?

Lunalesca, Virgil, is in Braxton’s room. Oh, B Hive Virgil.

1917 Days Without B III, Day 1358 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will