Log 354 ~Sign Of The Willies~

Stop signs aren’t optional, but of course, when I first got behind the wheel well… you know something that might be an excellent job for me, seeing as I do enough of that in my life, and still, I ask “Lord Give Me A Sign.” “Sign Of The Willies.”

Friday, June 19, 2020

Log 354 ~Sign Of The Willies~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so the worse sign could be that I’m broke. Well, Hell to most wealthy people, that would mean being only a dollar off. By next week I’ll see that as $0.00 because I didn’t work this week, but that doesn’t scare me. What signs do terrify?

Now, given my lack of Norton, E-Mail, and H&R Block messages, there’s still plenty. Am I always griping about MILF Dos? Between being busy, with the groomer, the games, and my lack of guts haven’t thought about her… much anyway. More I’ve been thinking about The Harmonic War and the message I couldn’t bring myself to read. I’m still disgusted with myself for years gone by. Yeah again, tell that to TTB, Of Inner Demons, VG, and the list continues. What about Sweetness, The D, and even the Basic Bitch? At least they said “goodbye,” so there was closure. For now, shall I say that ignorance is bliss? She loves me, she loves me not? At the moment, I would settle for seeing MILF Dos pop back on my screen.

Living in America as a black “man,” I would be quite remiss, not to mention Juneteenth. Freedom for “my people” Lady Sophia. What happened to that is a big question? Black towns have been razed over a white woman’s lies. Emmett Till was lynched. I should consider myself blessed that I can sit here and whine over six pairs of white boobies. Black Lives Matter though I’ve never felt that way about my life. Those signs are everywhere, and yet what is the sign I’m waiting on, which brings me back to my topic. What am I scared of reading? My money, being returned, which means it’s over. It doesn’t, she doesn’t, and it’s a lesson learned. Do I need another message from Whisper or Instagram? Talking about a sugar daddy or another porno link?

Lord Give Me A Sign as the song goes. I should be in bed because soon enough I’ll be looking at 4 AM and a sad furry little boy. How about the log count so far? It’s been about three years, and what do I have to show for it? Camp NaNoWriMo is coming up again, and the last one cost me Cherry, not to mention a big CHEATER sign.

And nobody knows it but me, Sign Of The Willies.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 028 ~Will Blank For Blank~

I don’t beg, my knees if anything testify to that; do you hear that creak and crack that’s from working, and the thing is I know I need to do so much more of that if I’m ever going to get somewhere. Will Blank For Blank.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Episode 028 ~Will Blank For Blank~

To Will:
Give Me One Reason and I mean other than Detroit: Become Human, it’s been a minute since either of us has mentioned that and what are we doing to get it though, well your week is only just beginning. I can’t say I’ve done much sadly, will work for food and what not, I also fell back into sleeping most of the night and still waking up exhausted which makes me proud of you, though yeah, you got up to cook, getting yourself on track for this week.

It’s hard doing anything for yourself isn’t it, The Walking Dead has become your life literally between my playing the game last week and how you feel this morning, not truly living each moment but existing nevertheless. I lost all of “M Anime’s” messages, made promises to “Indiana Gone” for her impending nuptials, and when’s the last time I talked to “Cherry” you would think that I would have gotten some work done. What is it those motivational speeches keep saying, find your purpose, you must know and feel why, and you’ve found both by being where you are right now, and the dog under the table and yet those six impossible things eluded me:

1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
Completed, (Day 008 No Fap)
2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
Failed, Bath
3. I Will Tell Off “Zibby” If She Calls Me Out My Name (Liberal Arts)
Failed (Have You Seen Her)
4. I Will Not Get Fired
5. I Will Post A Review For “Legacy of Succession” Anna Edwards
6. I Will Add 1,500 Words To “Apocalypse Rush” (54,000 Words)

Worse than 50% but we know what we can take off the list now only to replace them with harder goals, and while you think you have to get selfish I know you won’t do that because as Negan puts it, people are a resource. You know you were made to be a writer, you wouldn’t be sitting here otherwise, your little boy is counting on you, and why would you bother getting yourself pumped every day, driving to the library today? It’s hard trying not to sound like one of those speeches so okay what’s your purpose for this week, your six impossible things:

1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 008 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
2. I Will Be The “Father” My Dog Deserves
3. I Will Tell Off Anyone That Calls Me Out My Name
4. I Will Make It To The Library Five Days Minimum
5. I Will Post A Review For “Legacy of Succession” Anna Edwards
6. I Will Edit Three Chapters of “Apocalypse Rush”

We’re always on the cusp you know, I don’t want to scare you, but okay speech time, turn should do to must do, this is your Plan A and there honestly is no Plan B, well not until you get a girl, and that’s a whole other story entirely but someone worth considering always. You do this because you don’t want to be the one holding up a sign, no that’s for your fans, that’s for the people you might help someday, your two hands have a real gift, your brain can think of so much more than this my friend, Will Blank For Blank.

I Will Have No Fear

Lesson 251 ~Sign Of A Gentleman~

Flowers, Candy, Sweet Nothings, sometimes you should just shut up and show what you got; words can be as dirty as anything, and my name is mud. Also, there are other ways to make dirty money. Sign Of A Gentleman but nobody liked him either.

Friday, March 9, 2018

Lesson 251 ~Sign Of A Gentleman~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I Am Not Afraid Anymore for I am as notorious as Rumpelstiltskin; what I mean is how many people know my name, how often do I brag, what evils, deeds, and deals have I conjured to end up with nothing? What’s in a name, I’m sure somewhere in the land of 0s and 1s I have value but whatever happened to this man’s word I ask you?

The sign of a gentleman is his good name, and I lost that long ago and replaced it with, well take your pick, I’m sure Amazon sees me as nothing more than those same 0s and 1s or repeating the same mistakes. I still believe that I am a man of my word; if I promise, I deliver, but maybe it’s not my name as much as I should worry about the others; you wouldn’t sign a pact with the Devil, would you? Don’t answer that because if it meant a payout for once in my life, I would and what’s my soul worth anyway?

Probably about as much as my name because I have a hard enough time finding the value in either, sort of the difference between forty-five and fifty bucks, food or fun but yeah I’m never growing up right? It’s not that I’m without merit, restocking the submissive closet is one thing, but I did buy food. The dog is well taken care of, I even bought some books but then again my erotica reading group has to be mostly girls and “Cherry” *sigh* I might have mentioned a sweet English tart to one of you girls a while back, seems she wrote a poetry book.

What about my “great” novel, maybe I’m not in a rush to put my name on anything, take my wealth, my sanity, anything but my name but again isn’t that already gone? I use to think that if I couldn’t have fame, I could deal with infamy but lately, I just wish I could start my story all over again, my life story that is.

You know how often I quote that conversation from The Walking Dead “Here’s Not Here” and I will do so again but a gentleman, a man, in general, is not just his name, or his actions. He is so much more and as I write out my story, my work as both man and monster I feel the need to find a better part of me, Sign Of A Gentleman.

“What we’ve done, we’ve done.
We evade it by moving forward with a code to never do it again.
To make up for it.
To still accept what we were.
To accept everyone.
To protect everyone.
And in doing that, protect yourself.
To create peace.” Here’s Not Here, Episode 06×04

“There’s a saying — the pessimist looks down and hits his head.
The optimist looks up and loses his footing.
The realist looks forward and adjusts his path accordingly.” The Well, The Walking Dead 07×02

I Will Have No Fear


Like a door marked do not enter or maybe do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, I have always been kept out or maybe I just didn’t want to go in. DO NOT CROSS… that red ribbon or maybe yellow police tape; what will we find behind it.

Do not enter
Such colorful tape
To state
On such treasures
An entrance to forever
Or much too late

Red ribbon
Happy faces cut
Yet I love
Yellow hintin’
At who still lies?

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