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Journey 341 ~Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars~

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I wanted to run track and field. Hell! I had to outrun bullies; I was always running towards some chick’s boobs/yabbos, and there was always a bomb scare or the fear of bullets. America, America!. And now my boys. Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars

Sunday, June 7, 2026

Journey 341 ~Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And Virgil’s in more of a rush to meet you than you are to meet me. Figures…

Your day has only begun. Dude, it’s two in the afternoon and what have you done? If Virgil hadn’t found his way into the bedroom all on his lonesome… You missed the Bear Trap in “Whiteout Survival.” Effing hate that game! But like some simp you’re singing, “I’m a dick! I’m addicted to you.” You walked Virgil. Lucky, lucky him! 2-V! Second-born, second place! Seriously, was that a Prince of Egypt reference? So Sunday continues

Speaking of being a dick; you were busy showing yours off to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. Don’t forget to try OnlyFans. Your hours this week, you swear to B!

And as far as business, the Day Job, OnlyFans, and Braxton’s book… Are you a star yet? Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING His Filthy Desire, short story
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

Can you give me a “Simple Plan” as to what you plan to do about any of this? It’s like effing GTA: the difference in a six-star and five-star wanted level, you’re the “Bad Guy.”

Duh! And do you have time for all these pop culture references? Like one of these effing MAGA Cracker Hats, you have time to laugh at other people’s misfortunes. You can lament all the games you want to play. And you can lie about what you’re reading now, can’t you? Well, I am anyway. How many stars would I give The Headmaster’s Office Book 1 or His Filthy Desire – a short story: An Erotic Babysitter Romance? Uh, don’t know.

And who’s fault is that? Not your Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am

Except you’re late for the race, you don’t know how to run while “All I Wanna Do is have some fun.” Hell, all I did! And now I’m expecting you to make up for everything…

Honestly, I would be the star of the hour if I threw myself down at your feet and said I’m sorry. I’m a mothereffin’ Starboy, or you’re trying to be talking to yourself like this.

Seriously, this is what has become of you. A boy that once dreamed of going to the stars, to one who wanted to be a star, with porn, prose, or down with OPP… Magic Glasses.

Now you only want to be done before the stars come out. “Talking To The Moon” Braxton, Virgil, Tracking Stars

1953 Days Without B III, Day 1394 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

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Next time take the train, but I’m on The Long Walk. Who taught me how to read? I was never trained to write… Not a bestseller anyway. Again, The Long Walk or Midnight Sleazy Train. And what about my boys, my woman? Virgil Walks The B-Train.

Saturday, June 6, 2026

Journey 340 ~Virgil Walks The B-Train~

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Oh B, don’t I know that ain’t true, considering my “Financial Transition.” Thank you, Eric Thomas.

The question is, what am I going to do about it? I’ve been sitting here all morning, waiting for my second-born to walk. Playing Whiteout Survival. Wanking over M Anime.

Lunalesca, Braxton knows I hear you! Eww! What would Braxton’s and Virgil’s stepmom think of me? “What say you there, fuzzy-britches? Feel like talking?” Seriously, that would require M Anime to wear more clothes. Or a crucifix… Seriously, Lunalesca later!

I got bigger fish to fry… Well, that would require me to have money to burn. And at the very least I’m not fired for that whole REDACTED Mom thing. The stories I tell myself.

The stories that Virgil hears. And why? Of all the reasons he became Braxton’s brother…

Pee pee in the pot-tay!

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

Well, on the training pad. You know what I mean, Lunalesca. Virgil didn’t need training.

And who am I to train anyone or anything? No, Virgil is my boy, my son, just like Braxton is, four legs, fur, fido species and all. I made a man out of my B III, but with little Virgil…

Yeah, I’m still trying. My hopes were set a little too high when it came to him, I think, Lu.

I didn’t want to train him with his potty spot and in the same breath what did I expect ha.

Lead me out of Hell? Serve as a guide in this life. Hence his name. But am I Dante, Luna?

In the mirror: “He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus.”

I am definitely not. And yet I have M Anime ready to play my Mary Magdalene. “I Don’t Know How To Love Him.” Jesus Christ Superstar. If I could write something like that, Lunalesca… SIGH, a righteous way to make money, especially with M’s feelings.

Honestly, at the moment I feel like an idiot. A horny idiot. Without formal training.

Lunalesca, being a writer requires a lot of training, and it’s so effing late. Forty-one.

However, I’m still sitting here drooling about the Hentai series “Midnight Sleazy Train.”

Or recalling when the guys ran a “Train” on Rainey Summer Day from the book The Five.

Like I got no home training. And training M Anime to be my submissive. Me, V, Virgil Walks The B-Train

1952 Days Without B III, Day 1393 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

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How many words have I spoken today? Decent ones? I said hello to my boys, both dead and alive. I spoke to their potential stepmom. Every other word has been eff, forced, and for me. I leave the worst. Not joining B yet. “Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil”

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Journey 337 ~Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… Blood, Sweat, and Tears? I wish. But I did have the Day Job today and still no A/C.

If anything, that only shows I don’t speak Virgil after all this time, which makes me a jerk, now doesn’t it? Don’t I love my son? As I love his brother. Hell, it’s Braxton’s fault.

Strange… Losing B sent me to Hell, and of course, who led Dante through Hell, hmm?

Archie became Virgil. But Archie was around $150.00. How a capitalist finds love. Or a fool and his money are soon parted. How much did my Old Man take me for? Him and his ‘friend’ to fix the A/C? I can’t afford that. But between fries and air conditioning?

Braxton and Virgil would be of the same mind, so there’s that. It’s like the same race or species speaking a variation of their language.

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

Like Black people? MAGA Black people. Eff them and FDT! And even more black people

Or how my woman compares her Latin American heritage. Spanish people here, other Spanish people there… elsewhere. But my Puerto Rican Goddess… What’s my line…?

“You make me want to be a better man.” ‧

Plus I wish I tried harder in my Spanish classes in school. But she and I speak a very particular language. Something else that involves sweating… And tears last year.

Inspector, water under the bridge. And funny I mention bridges. Am I trying to stay cool thinking of 1997’s A Christmas Carol “I’ll Cross This Bridge With You”? Dear Inspector.

She’s willing to learn so many ways to speak to me. And she’s so “Sexy.” But Peter Cincotti was wrong; M Anime’s a sweetie. Honestly…

What am I trying to say? I’ve got no money, and I keep saying, “A Man Provides.” Trust me, Echo, I know people who are worse than “Breaking Bad” and the drug trade. Oh no

And I could be all crude like Kanye West saying, “Only good gon’ come is this good when I’m cumming.”M Anime wouldn’t mind. She wants a big family. Three kids (two-leggeds) Virgil and her kitties. She’s said enough; she shows everything, and she is wow!

But, I don’t even know how to speak to myself. Everything, “Makes me wanna scream!” So I’ve been sittin’ here tryin’ to find myself. I get behind myself, I need to remind myself, and that includes “Feeling super, super (super)!” LANGUAGE! Now Speaking Braxton, Virgil

1949 Days Without B III, Day 1390 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 335 ~Don’t B ROMAN Virgil~

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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 334 ~Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton~

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Locked Out Of Heaven? Indeed. Lying here in bed with B, stealing the latest WWE PLE. Instead, I’m talking to me, myself, and I, watching the countdown show with his brother, and I still need to get up and go shopping. “Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton.”

Sunday, May 31, 2026

Journey 334 ~Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror…Because what makes you a man, any fool can see. More than a woman to you. Or something…

You know that song Angie Stone and Calvin Richardson did… Anyway, what about M Anime having your baby? She’s not here yet. You have yet to be so fortunate, right?

However, today you are grateful. Your son is still alive. Sons? Braxton and Virgil, always.

You’ll carry Virgil over Heaven as long as you can. If anything, it shows you have the strength. And there ends your good mood. Because as you sit here listening to “More Than A Woman To Me. Again, Angie Stone and not the Bee Gees. You know what effing earworm you can’t get out of your head. Effing Cody ChesnuTT – Look Good In Leather!

It’s my fault, I know I’m sorry. But this is no inspiration. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING The Headmaster’s Office Book 1
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

The only thing I was good at this week was giving you more reasons to go to Heaven. Yeah, right, I think it’s well established you aren’t going there. Again, always and forever, B III.

If it’s not his passing, it’s figuring out ways to break the law. You might as well be MAGA, hmm. Of course not. FDT and eff all of MAGA! These are not men. Those monsters.

However, can you tell me about yourself today? You’d rather be counting sheep, which is one more reason you’re thinking about Heaven. How you have one hand reaching up to Heaven and a foot into hell. Cat’s In The Cradle or Hey Diddle, Diddle, Seriously? Differences between a boy and a man. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am

You know, if you ever get these things done, you might finally drop dead. Exhausted!

Yeah, go Hank Olson finishing The Long Walk… Not a pretty ending. Neither was The Screwfly Solution, Y: The Last Man, nor a movie that M Anime was talking about.

Honestly, you love a good apocalypse. Every Day Will Be Like A Holiday… You wish.

You’re “Locked Out Of Heaven,” hearing “Hell’s Bells” leading you on the “Highway To Hell.” So what will it be? Will you be embarrassed by the Day Job if they dare to give you access to the speaker again? Maybe you’ll have to protect V outside. Or just drop dead. Virgil didn’t think he’d be stepping over Braxton’s memories, your failures. Virgil Clears Heaven, Braxton

1946 Days Without B III, Day 1387 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 333 ~B Runs, V Hides~

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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 330 ~B, V, NO F’s~

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Until a couple of weeks ago, I’d say I loved to sleep because I didn’t have to share my pain with B’s little bro. Dads protect their sons, not vice versa. But I get why V sleeps. And M Anime said I was becoming distant. Pain and noise. B, V, NO F’s

Wednesday, May 27, 2026

Journey 330 ~B, V, NO F’s~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… In short, I give an EFF about everything and not enough. How can I not? Kill or die.

As Tech N9ne raps “Am I A Psycho?” I’m sorry, is this song “SFW” safe for work? Um, EFF no! Yes, E, I’m still mad Tue. Eff you, Cody ChesnuTT, eff “Look Good In Leather.”

But what about my boy? Hell, my boys as Virgil lies here beside in Braxton’s spot… No Mas! I need to stop being such a meanie to Virgil. Why do I even care, Echo? Seriously!

Did I care when Braxton was dying? I didn’t know he was dying at first. And that’s the thing. I’ve said it a million times over. “I Feel Everything” when it comes to working. Eff!

So, thinking I was protecting Braxton from my RAGE, Shame, and sickness, I was indifferent to his suffering. And then…

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

Anyway, why am I ashamed of myself about the Day Job, remembering Tuesday? Eff me!

Okay, first off, I was thirty minutes late! Inspector, this will sound like an effing excuse, but they made the schedule. Had I listened to my instincts, I would have been on time, but that’s the whole point. I listen, LISTEN, hear and understand everyone else, and what is that word they usually call me… STUPID! So again I’m late with their wrong time, E.

Now this is where the rubber meets the road. I’m playing music, “Look Good In Leather,” by EFFING Cody ChesnuTT. I pick the non-explicit version, of course, and then Inspector:

“Because I know how to FUCK her better.”
Cody ChesnuTT

It blares right out, Inspector!

Can I say for the record how much I hate saying “non-explicit” or “remove the explicitness”? Uh, to the magic glasses. But you can’t go around offending just anyone, E.

Not unless you’re a White Male, Straight, Christian, with a gun, that treats the orange A-Hole sitting in the White House as God Almighty, believing that misguided, megalomaniac white men, did I mention a-holes, should rule the effing world. FDT!

However, I could be falling in love with a woman who considers Cannibalism a suitable form of vengeance. The problem I have this Wednesday is my mouth, not M Anime’s.

Inspector, I can’t stop feeling, caring, and “Carrying The Banner” of my misery like the effing Newsies. Or like my boys B, V, NO F’s

1942 Days Without B III, Day 1383 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 328 ~B’s Not Far Virgil~

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“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 327 ~Braxton Tried, Virgil Tired~

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Slave, victim of the Solanum virus, sentient (Android). I feel heavy. Heavy heart, my legs don’t want to move. I miss that little bit of weight from B III sitting on my head telling me to get up. 2-V gets his beauty sleep. Braxton Tried, Virgil Tired

Sunday, May 24, 2026

Journey 327 ~Braxton Tried, Virgil Tired~

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… Nice to see you joined the land of the living today. Yeah, I know, “Go To Hell.”

And you don’t mean that in a fun “Dante’s Inferno” type of way. “Whiteout Survival”? What about “Virgin Roster”? “Casual Romance Club”? Staying up? Sleeplessness?

Please! It’s not like you’ve spent all night with your “Enormous P” in your hand.

Seriously! It was only last night. And I was reading about Elara and Liora. Honestly…

Yes, this is all my fault, what happened this morning with you. Damn the Magic Glasses, I know, I know. You’re feeling like Nada from “They Live,” discovering the aliens.

Speaking of “They Live,” what about Braxton and Virgil? You can bring Braxton down from “Para-para-paradise” whenever you want. And how dare you. Virgil’s sleeping.

However, is the little guy resting? You aren’t for damn sure with Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Natural Desires (Call Her Mommy)
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

You tried. Braxton knows you have, and you’re tired. Sleeping can’t outrun this sickness of yours. And yes, that’s my fault, and it will be yours too if you don’t seek help. I’d say you have time, but I said that all last week, and here you are at 2:30 in the afternoon. No food in the house, not finding a way out of the mess I made, and you’re making. And you’re constantly looking at some fine piece of ass. Must you be so crass? I know you are cranky.

But I want to ask you to be better. For who? Eff man! M Anime is an effing goddess! Hmm

And you can’t be a good man for her? A Man Provides! Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 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 SONS Think I Am

You can’t do these things for yourself. Hell, even when Braxton was dying, you were here typing away. A “Slave To The Rhythm.” Sustenance, Sleep, and Success, and everything.

You want to say writing ain’t getting it, but what else do you have? Hell, you can blame this as much as the Day Job, Depression, and the inability to keep your d*ck on lock. Braxton wants you to be better. And what the Hell is Virgil going to do should you right this second prove that “Everybody Is Somebody”? Virgil might be cuter than Braxton someday if he keeps sleeping at this pace. Meanwhile, you’re getting uglier. Eyes hurt?

Sleeping in your glasses, harem girls in all worlds, and living. Braxton Tried, Virgil Tired

1939 Days Without B III, Day 1380 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

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

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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