Gospel 010 ~Will’s In The Sky~

July 12, 2020July 12, 2020 WillLeave a comment

The hands of the clock keep spinning, sun up and sundown. My head is in a fog because it’s after midnight. Now how many people are reading this, and how many are reading my story? “Will’s In The Sky.”

Saturday, July 11, 2020

Gospel 010 ~Will’s In The Sky~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means the sky’s the limit. Well, you know me, I could go into a load of pop culture references. I could say I’m already building the Death Star. How about something to the tune of Gattaca, how badly I want to leave this planet? Am I becoming suicidal again? Hell Lady Lu, if I could end it all is a question I ask each night, but I’m not dying. Of course, I could always talk about some girl’s Yabbos, which is why I wasn’t so successful as I wanted to be today. I could keep working through the night, but Will I Lose My Dignity.

“When you’re white, the sky’s the limit. When you’re black, the limit’s the sky.” Chris Rock Bigger & Blacker (1999)

Forgive me, Lady Luna. I’m still trying to appear more coherent. Call it a lack of sleep, my hatred of spending cash, and yeah, I’m hungry. I have a thousand dollars in the next room, and I’m upset about my $9.00 sneakers getting wet. So that brings me to accomplishments today. I did walk My Dæmon this morning. On this very evening, I meant to type 4600 words but only got around to 2200. It’s my highest word count so far this month of camp. NaNoWriMo isn’t asking for any more tonight. Lady Lu, I even did some reading too. I may finish Too Late by Colleen Hoover tomorrow. Should I say today, considering what time it is? The fact is I’m rolling. I’m doing something constructive, to say the least. Oh, how about the saddest battle now, NO FAP.

Sad to say, I’m thinking about MILF Dos, Cherry, and her Mum. It’s in the context of my story, and I’m starting Chapter Four, “Like A Moth He Came.” Yes, you know I am always one to spin a title. Even with the Coronavirus (COVID-19), I’m trying to be creative instead of worried. I went to Church’s Chicken today, and none of them were wearing masks. My “father” got tested, but my little sister was in quarantine. Stop hitting yourself, Nelson Muntz would say. How about I stop repeating myself. For example, writing stories that are never going to go anywhere. Starting NO FAP because I’m disgusted being the nice guy wanting to see Yabbos and do I. Um yeah…

Have I gotten through this conversation without heading to you know where dear Lady Lu?

Giving myself more problems other than addiction, and they’re pretty high, Will’s In The Sky.

I Will Have No Fear

Basic Bar

August 21, 2017 WillLeave a comment

I’m don’t drink, it impairs judgment, makes you say something stupid, makes you completely different but every so often I get that nudge for a drink. “Basic Bar” been on my knees, hugging the porcelain altar because I’m just so sick of

A man walks into a bar

as the people say, how bizarre
and demand that he be locked in a cage
for his rage.
His judges, big and small, wherever they are

the man would say au revoir
only he needs to forget his pain
But he sings that I wish it would rain
just so he knows how tall, on what star

To set a much higher bar
Because sitting here in limbo
with just another… no just leave him alone.
Only now he’s on WordStar

a few scars
to remind him, the sky’s the limit.
In five minutes
he’s in the back of a patrol car

while my guitar
gently weeps.
So I creep
to ask him before he’s taken down the boulevard

“Just another so and so from afar…”

Little Green Man

August 15, 2017 WillLeave a comment

Evolution of man, or just a change in the weather, it’s still hot these days and so am I, but I wish I didn’t feel like such an alien in my own world. Little Green Man, well more a simple black man but why do I dare to dream?

What of those leafy greens?
Popeye and his can of spinach,
and if I could be like him
for being a man means

I will not fall, I will stand tall
but what kind of man would I be
if I could not be me?
Break the wall

like Samson, the Hulk, or Hercules
a child of God
or to Apollo, I’d nod
asking please, please, please

race across the sky
because how many wishes will I need
How many stars are there indeed
superman may try

to count, if I could believe
that I wouldn’t miss a single one
I’d be done
as autumn leaves

getting in my way
like the best thief
of my sanity, asking how might I keep
The man I am today

Nut Up

August 13, 2017 WillLeave a comment

As Lenny Kravitz put it, I want to get away, I want to fly away, and if only I had the money, the sweet temptation, or the cojones just because it sounds better in Spanish? Nut Up, I am aware peanuts grow underground for those in the peanut gallery.

Here’s to growing up so nuts
that I believe I can fly
up, up and away like Superman
playing insane in the membrane
so I will not grieve

as autumn leaves,
flee the trees, and I ask, what
can’t you even say goodbye?
Still, I try and understand
even though it’s such a pain

that I take solace with Mary Jane
because who would want gravity
when all everybody asks is, what’s up?
The forbidden fruit, that’s a mile high
I might land,

fall, crash, will I ever be able to stand
another Pina Colada and being caught in the rain
or even the sun shining
hard enough, rich enough, am I tall enough
to talk to God in the sky.

What if he says why, why
with red eyes I planned
to dream, the impossible dream on this airplane
Well, I believe…
only the stewardess says but

sir, I’m all out of love

Love… Prescription… Glasses

May 8, 2017 WillLeave a comment

This is why you don’t wear glasses to bed though honestly I think I’ll leave mine on my “first” time just to really catch what’s going on, while getting it on. Love makes it so you can’t see straight anyway… Love… Prescription… Glasses

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyviASgvfpk

My heart skips a beat;
makes up with two, maybe three… a feat
holding back my heart, for I’m no hunk
or Hulk seeing stars, just collisions
Only never between the sheets

I watch you fall from the sky
and have no reason to ask the deities why
Yet I remain a monk
As you make your decision
But I’m just another guy

No Aristotle, Socrates, Plato… they thought a lot
Not even they knew how to stop
this thing they call “love”, who’d a thunk
Me and you
Love me like you do
That’s not a mission

Just a dream in my bunk

So why are you here today?
Did we Marvin Gaye
and get it on… from my dreams to my bed double vision

new prescription or am I drunk

Inspired By: ???, The Isley Brothers “Between The Sheets”, Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack, Charlie Puth Ft. Meghan Trainor “Marvin Gaye”, and Foreigner “Double Vision”

Blame Atom

April 29, 2017 WillLeave a comment

Well I have to blame something or someone, but seeing as how all my loves have been one sided, should I blame the stars, those pedestals I keep building, my biology, or how I imagine some girl falling for me. Blame Atom or my own eyes.

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIaGdHY3zXA

And I don’t blame you
for love is such sweet suicide

So I’ll make you an angel somehow
Yet I commit much greater sins
Like I would sell my soul
Because maybe just maybe
I think I can tell her… I want us to be together
The things I want to believe

You’d find me with a mushroom cloud
Accomplish what other didn’t; thirteen women…
yeah I’m gonna dig myself a hole,
watch world war three on pay TV,
make love in a fallout shelter
My atom bomb baby

if you would love me like you do
Blame you, love I’m still alive

Inspired By: Yuna Naruse, Saishuu Chikan Densha 2, Midnight Sleazy Train 2, Edwin McCain “I’ll Be”, Sammy Salvo ~ A Mushroom Cloud (1961)… Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Bill Haley and His Comets “Thirteen Women” (1954) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Arthur ‘Big Boy’ Crudup “I’m Gonna Dig Myself A Hole” (1951) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Crown City Four “Watch World War Three (On Pay TV) (1960) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Dore Alpert “Fallout Shelter” (1962) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Five Stars “Atom Bomb Baby” (1957) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack, and Meat Loaf “Alive”

Love A Destination

April 27, 2017 WillLeave a comment

In the end, love has always been my destination because after “everything” and there have been a lot of those, I just feel… empty. I suppose when I come down, when I crash, when I bomb, I just want to be somewhere… with her. “Love A Destination”

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkW8id3nLfg

When is love a destination?

I don’t think you heard me
What if I stand here instead;
or we lie here toes curling
Can you love me again… before the end?
Tell me, maybe, when we get there

The sky is filled with a million invitations

Angels, wishes, an atom bomb baby…
So would you love me like you do?
There putting an end to the birds and bees
but I love you;
and if not who, what, when, where

Why is love, everything but a destination?

Inspired By: Yuna Naruse, Saishuu Chikan Densha 2, Midnight Sleazy Train 2, John Newman “Love Me Again”, Johnny Jewel Feat. Saoirse Ronan “Tell Me” (Lost River), Five Stars “Atom Bomb Baby” (1957) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack, and Crown City Four “Watch World War Three (On Pay TV) (1960) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters)

A Couple of Feet to Bed

April 6, 2017 WillLeave a comment

How far is she, a few feet, a few yards, couple of miles, some days, and in the end she’s still headed to one place right? “A Couple of Feet to Bed”, but even more so into my heart… anyway to make her come faster ha hah…

You’d think she never walked before

Her dress a mess on the floor

Does she even want me anymore?

Yes she’s a pretty dream

Only I’m not tired

A scream queen

Can you take me higher?

Just whoever leaves paradise?

Or rolls the dice with vice

Thought having wings was nice

Yet she falls down

A little more, a little further

The way I feel about you now

What if you were her?

Like Ariel with new legs

No angels don’t beg

Why they’re left to men instead

And a man is told to stand

Only I want to fall

I’m not sure than you can

is all

From her head down to her toes

she cried “more, more, more”

There you go

Now would you take a step or two?

Would you lie with me?

Won’t you love me like you do?

Don’t you see?

She has never come for me

But will you?

Inspired by: Brittany Anne Pirtle – Emily… Power Rangers Samurai, Selena Gomez Ft. A$AP Rocky “Good For You”, Creed “Higher”, Finely Quaye “Dice”, Ryan Adams “Wonderwall”, “The Little Mermaid” (1989), Billy Idol “Rebel Yell”, Billy Idol “Rebel Yell”, Snow Patrol “Chasing Cars”, and Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1NsEIm_7VM

Brittany Anne Pirtle - Emily… Power Rangers Samurai (A Couple of Feet to Bed)

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Gospel 010 ~Will’s In The Sky~

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