Episode 311 ~Will Is So Hot~

How sick am I, not that kind of illness, haven’t had the flu in years, so how can I explain how lazy I’m being; happy thoughts, I’m grateful for getting back into reading, for beauty, and The Purge franchise. “Will Is So Hot”

Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Episode 311 ~Will Is So Hot~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Millionaire right now, with the A/C blasting, buried beneath my covers, while blasting Star Wars videos. So yeah I’m Jabba the Hutt still trying to play as though I’m Dennis Hof. Hell, I want to be even better than he was. Another sin would be that of comparison. Can I at least acknowledge the fact that I’m not a good man? Still, I have kept the essential part in my pants; did I say that out loud Inspector Echo?

Wouldn’t it be my head, my heart, or my hands? As is the case that my mind is all over the place these days. Now my little head, well we’ll get to that. As far as my heart, I love B III and money, my hands… sigh. Between Eileen Kelly, Sesskasays, Cherry, Ruby Rae, The Five by Lily White, etc. speaking of my pants. I’ve been a begging S.O.B. lately. There’s Cherry and Milf Dos, and I would call myself selfish only thinking about me. Hell, I saw Milf Dos had a charity thing that’s gotten funded. While all I can think about is being too chicken to get her clothes off. Fear though continues to be my greatest sin. Be it singing at work, not saying what’s on my mind, all the secrets I keep; done in the dark.

Which is precisely where my fantasies are going only should I blame Lily. My libido, what gods of lust exist. Now I know you’re not Dirty Diana, but you want to hear a fantasy that’s sending me to Hell? Of course, I told you about Alice Little and Ruby Rae, The Purge. The last time I checked Ruby was nowhere near this level, ropes, blinding hoods. Adding The Purge movies themselves, now Alice hmm? So I would like to play a game, yes I’m mixing in the Saw movies, have both women, but only one walks out. FANTASY, can I stress that enough? Between The Five, The Purge, and “The Corpse of Anna Fritz” is nothing original anymore. Yes, I’ve said I want to have my Pure Taboo studio eventually., Only my fantasy come September?

Yeah, Indiana Gone is right I have to publish a book. Stop dreaming about giving my money away right? I do ask your forgiveness Inspector Echo, and there is always enough money burning in my pocket. Will Is So Hot.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 304 ~A Little Heart Will~

The novel I just finished didn’t require that much heart *ahem* 50,000 words in less than thirty days and the blog that I have kept up for nearly two years daily, yeah that was balls too but to have real strength and courage. A Little Heart Will

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Episode 304 ~A Little Heart Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Millionaire right now, and as the theme has become, money can make anyone beautiful. Or if you happen to be white, a Republican, a police officer, the list goes on. Now I don’t mean to get too “woke” right off the bat. No, I’m talking about the little things.

Yesterday I wanted to say something, and today I’m not sure I’ll let this stand. Well speaking of which, I’m out of bed after getting food poisoning from McDonald’s (yes I said it). Still, why is it I’m surprised by the power of germs, zombies, plague, death cure? The same can for sugar, these past few days I’ve had a sugar crash. So you either recover and eat something substantial or you pound in more sugar to stay on your feet every day. Only then right back to bed without delay. Well, I can’t do that today. I got a ticket to a free movie tonight. With as much bullshit (LANGUAGE) that Gofobo delivers, hell I’m a man and an American. I love free because for damn sure freedom ain’t free, not going there now.

No, I’ll stick with being a man, and while I was never one for big butts, no offense to Sir Mix-a-Lot. If I have three weakness when it comes to females, it’s brunette/dark/red hair, shaving downstairs, and nice boobs. Ha at this rate nipples, because breasts are everywhere. The powers of the UNIVERSE. I have to stick with one million dollars and happy vibes. Now let’s talk about three things, money, sex, and violence, all have been on my mind lately. What with entertainment, my novel, and the day job. Only the little things have been gathering; my inbox is over two hundred. I have my son. I worry about my phone (bad parenting). I’m even losing time. I swear I thought finishing my novel would mean a proper bedtime.

Now, this is where the rubber makes “it’s landfall” Inspector Echo. Like most badass black men wanting to make it I admire Tony Montana to a certain degree. He had lines he wouldn’t cross namely hurting a man’s woman and child. Again I’m not a Republican or any political official Joe Biden. I know some women, I have said things that have hurt them but never in my life have I brought up a family. I keep to myself when I have mentioned something. Sigh, I sent one mom a Butterfree (still not over that) mother and daughter and blocked. I told another her child was a good artist, that went over well. I said some skeevy things to a girl with a dog I’ll admit (nor that one either).

My point is yes I know what True Teen Babes is. I am a fan of Vault Girls. There are specific genres of hentai I find abhorrent, but I still know typecast series. Know all that is fiction. Sorry but not today, my courage, happy vibes, A Little Heart Will.

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Episode 297 ~Winner Is Coming, Will~

Well actually winter has ended in my world but let me to on the AC again and see that it doesn’t snow tomorrow, positive vibes I know I’m about to conquer Camp NaNoWriMo once again. “Winner Is Coming Will”

Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Episode 297 ~Winner Is Coming, Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Millionaire right now and while I don’t know much about money is created… Printing of course but what I mean is, dollars keep flowing along from one place to another whether right or wrong. Now I have this coworker who’s all about saving the world. He’s also a Trump supporter if you can believe that. Now if I were to do my part to save the world, it would be hoarding and recycling paper. Too much of one, not enough of the other which count as sins I say.

The only actual paper I have this week remain notes for my novel. Can’t have any negative vibes but a receipt from McDonald’s for them getting the order wrong. So I hoarded the slip and of course used it to complain. You see I am retaining things I learn from all my reading. Words like “The Secret” I always play “Show Me The Money.” What about “Veronika Decides to Die?” Which talks about people should complain if something is wrong. So those aren’t waste of paper at all right? Still, as much of a fan of The Purge as I am, hurting people, not in sadist type yearnings, well it’s not wrong. Only I hate messing with anybody’s money. As always Inspector Echo I’m not President Trump levels of evil.

So what about my novel? As my motivations teach and my money flies to Spotify. I gave my word, and today I wrote 4,600 words. I’m grateful I got the day off to do so much. I won’t skip writing at all tomorrow. Still, you know it’s time for another movie. The Universe and I are making it happen. I know I’m going to win Camp NaNoWriMo again, but then the question becomes what’s next? After a receipt for another T-shirt that is. It is now time for me to publish a book. Well as Eric Thomas put it in one of his speeches, it’s been your turn. Doesn’t that have me thinking about Arya Stark the lovely Maisie Williams? Well, I’m saving more paper.

I am winning in all areas of life. No Fap, Writing, not reading this month but the lessons. I’m proud of myself because I’m rich. You must forgive me Inspector Echo with possibly messing with other people’s money. And screwing over the environment in small ways. Winner Is Coming, Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 295 ~Until You Know, Keep Asking~

I know a little bit about many things and while no one is a fool for asking when did silence suddenly come to mean “retardation,” and so I’m not talking to those people anymore but instead speaking to the Universe. “Until You Know, Keep Asking”

Monday, April 22, 2019

Episode 295 ~Until You Know, Keep Asking~

Eighty-First Rule Madam Justice

I AM a Millionaire right now. I’ve stopped asking how and started believing in now. So when’s the last time I listened to any of my motivations. Well okay other than the one about money. Only I will keep doing that along with tempting the UNIVERSE, every day Madam Justice.

The thing is, I’m tired of looking; well you know the word. Yes, that happens mostly at the Day Job which is why I sing, and I don’t care who hears. I know now I’m alive and I’m not going to ask permission to do so. Still strangely enough singing is having a positive effect. However, I don’t take shifts where I have to ask questions. I don’t ask to move from one location to the next. I’m living this life with the belief that I know what I’m doing from now on. In truth who has any idea? Of course, this leads me back to those people that don’t know. Then I do ask the question of when am I going to tell them to keep their hands off me. I swear one day.

If I’m looking forward to any day, then it has to be when I get a decision from Cherry. You remember when I dared to ask MILF Dos about modeling for me. Shocker, I never thought it to be possible she would say yes. I got “Okay” to take off her clothes, and that didn’t take anything but what, my charming personality. I’ve been asking her ever since though and ain’t that a story Madam Justice. Cherry though, I’ve mapped out the photo shoot. Even gave it a name “Cherry Pickin.’” Nevertheless, I ask and continue to do so because I got to know. Funny know and no, and I’m hoping for the former always.

You see it doesn’t make anyone stupid to ask. What hurts the most is when everyone expects you to, it’s like that Twilight Zone Episode The Path. For the longest time, I’ve been asking questions about things I know. I read somewhere that nobody gives you the education to overthrow them. Only some people overestimate my desires for their position in this life. Again you know what I want in life. The Universe and I have never been close, but I’m learning to trust it. Just does that mean losing faith in people as well? Until You Know, Keep Asking.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 290 ~Gifts From Will’s Universe~

Some people say I have a gift, one I want the world to open, hell I buy pretty girls books all the time but right now the UNIVERSE is my publisher, and I’ve missed a few deadlines except for Camp NaNoWriMo. Gifts From Will’s Universe

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Episode 290 ~Gifts From Will’s Universe~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Millionaire right now. At least I tell the UNIVERSE every morning in my Spotify playlist “Show Me The Money.” My first sin being that I can’t hold myself to every lesson I have learned. In writing, how many erotic books have there been? W. Anton’s “The Manual” and now “The Secret” by Rhonda Byrne.

The Universe gives us what we ask for and I “HAVE” money. I lost an off day, so I could go into work and make more. Still, it would have been better if I was working on my novel I know. The ideas continue to flow. I find the strength to work on my story until the midnight hour. Keeping up with Camp NaNoWriMo and I give you my word Inspector Echo that I will get it done, whatever it takes. As far as my attitude towards money, there is always enough to go around. One of the many affirmations I tell myself. The truth is positive vibes can be as exhausting as rage, fear, and indeed so much more.

I ask for notoriety, and at the same time, I hide. A coworker did hear my singing today. There was a “fan” on Whisper. Only there’s always my manager (still didn’t have the guts to tell him I hate to be touched). Anyway, why didn’t I stand up at the huddle? To get rid of that mixture of anger and terror, this morning someone or something attempted to sign on to my email. While I’m thinking a list of things I have, I should have a lineup of things that have lost my loyalty. Of course 5-hour ENERGY, my ISP, Day Job, etc. I almost took care of that myself with my book notes I was keeping. If anyone found it, I would be plenty screwed, another gift of time.

One more thing I’m not doing being back on Brainbuddy. Though I’ve slept through most of my meditation and audio exercises this week. I’m still living clean, but I have had a few touch-and-go moments. Mostly in the morning. As far as those notes for the unnamed title, how would I ever be able to explain myself? If anything I shouldn’t have to what business is it of theirs so:

Unnamed

  1. Closed, Clothed And We’re Coming
  2. You Break Her You Fuck
  3. Who Is The Perverted Proprietor?
  4. Bedtime Damsel Without Her Dress

Forgive me Inspector Echo I’m grateful, Gifts From Will’s Universe.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 288 ~You Only Have Your Word~

Allow me to look into the past this one time, I missed this Rule last week, but that’s what “Camp NaNoWriMo” does, let’s say I gave my word to write my novel and everything has fallen to the wayside. “You Only Have Your Word”

Monday, April 15, 2019

Episode 288 ~You Only Have Your Word~

Seventy-Ninth Rule Madam Justice

I AM a Millionaire right now; that’s something I may have forgotten. That’s topping the significant fact that I skipped Rule Seventy-Nine last week. From now on, I’ll start with my “Show Me The Money” playlist. Every day I’m working or taking B III out for walks. Now I could go into apology mode as I do with Inspector Echo. I’m sorry I forgot how PHENOMENAL I am, that no matter what I seem to do my rage won’t leave. I even asked the UNIVERSE for more Day Job shenanigans.

The Law Of Attraction, I can’t stop thinking about work. I believe that more of it is coming and low and behold what will I be doing? I gave my word didn’t I that I would stay in a positive state of mind, that I would only ask for good. I believe I am a man of my word Madam Justice. The only thing is by keeping my word of everything I want in my life who will I become. As the song goes, “I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame.” Only as my motivations say, you have to change how you speak to yourself, and that’s hard.

It would help if I was around people that deserved, excuse me, please, and thank you. Remember that bitch janitor, (LANGUAGE) who decided to have a gossip club where I was walking. So I said “Watch Out,” and she got mad and said, “how about this, excuse me.” No, the words are “Move Bitch, get out the way.” Only now the General Manager calls me out in the middle of everyone, and I think of my next words. What I have received from the Universe and as a child I thought $200 would be enough. Ha, I paid more than that to see the MILF’s tits (LANGUAGE). So again I gave my word last year that come September 2019 I would have a million in the bank. I do, I can’t spend it, can’t swim in it yet but it’s there. Madam Justice, I know.

My words aren’t always right. I don’t want to lie, but if anything I want my word to mean something. It’s a promise, my name, or the truth, whatever. Once I give my word Madam Justice, I will see it through. I will stand for it. Worth, Wrath, Wantonness, Will, You Only Have Your Word.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 286 ~All Night Wrong Will~

Sleep is for those people who are broke, and I’m not, now or ever, though I want to break all the clocks in the house, I could use one from the novel, if only a little bit, and when’s the last time I cracked open a book to read, All Night Wrong Will.

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Episode 286 ~All Night Wrong Will~

Hey Lady Lu,
How To Make One Million Dollars? you know last week I talked about bottling that feeling “HAPPINESS.” Well like all of my novels so far, nothing came of it, not that today was terrible. Please Universe, hear me on that. I still want what I want. I am a millionaire; I am in love. I am still B III’s father. I am not tired; I am powerful, Lady Lu I am happy.

Ask me why did it take me this long to say all of this tonight. Now the ideas have been flowing, and my fingers have been available but the Will. Well, I’m here now, and the doubts are creeping in. Case and point, I’m still in the bed. I should be at my table, and I’ll get there soon enough. If anything my belief in extreme wealth has kept me going so far. Nowadays, I ask myself why I’m so ready to believe in two and not many more millions. Boobs, Lady Lu and take right now this moment I won’t attempt to get all sexual making a long night longer. Now didn’t that sound all kinds of wrong? What I’m usually writing about at this hour, you know Lu.

I’m a dreamer, and the best way to utilize that would be, on a pillow. The staring up at the white ceiling, like last night. How I so prefer the darkness in the room, or of my eyelids. Have I mentioned how much I miss sleep? Then there’s that head down below. Only somehow it manages to maneuver itself between my heart and my brain. Even if the fingers are alright, it’s like attempting to talk ten men off the edge of my laptop. While I may be into motivational speakers, I could never be one. Instead, I prefer to tell people what to do through my writing, my characters. There are many countless hours and consumers galore. Those will be the reality soon enough.

As I was telling “Indiana Gone,” it’s so hard not playing “Branch” from Trolls. Only is now the time to play therapist? I said before when my Olds had me on medication, on a night like this I would do a dance flushing it down the toilet. The wasted dollars, moments and plenty of words. However tonight I’m not even cleaning up for a pretty girl. Don’t ask me about the girls when it comes to my novel; it gets ugly; All Night Wrong Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 279 ~Make Me Smile, Will~

Easy Street, that’s the perfect way to sum up my day, no day job shift, food in the fridge, and 2,600 words for my novel, and I’m not sleepy, as my motivations say, your purpose is the thing that stops time, so look at my face. “Make Me Smile, Will.”

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Episode 279 ~Make Me Smile, Will~

Hey Lady Lu,
How To Make One Million Dollars, bottle up this feeling I’m having right now. Dare I call it HAPPINESS. I was listening to this Brainbuddy recording the other day. It was talking about dopamine “pleasure” knowing control in the body. Now I’m no doctor, and that’s okay. Still considering everything that flows in and out of people. The moment I got to work and realized I didn’t have to stay today, wow.

Felt better than any orgasm, and when leaving work makes me feel like this? Talk about 7 Minutes In Heaven, The Rapture, or The Divine Comedy. A spiritual experience, never known in the church. This morning I was struggling to throw all the best I could at the universe. I did my “Morning Routine,” got some fresh air with B III, did the Law of Attraction hypnosis. Now I didn’t fall asleep per se; I set my alarms just in case. After all that, I was still fighting my emotions. About my day job, my “father,” life in general, it was touch and go there with NO FAP. My stress level was going all over.

So like I’ve been doing every day, my dominant positive thought has been “I Have A Million Dollars.” That’s it “I AM Rich,” “My bank account is full,” “There is more than enough.” Fighting off the bad vibes. As for today, my work shift got canceled. I didn’t have to see my “father” at all. I even had enough to get myself a treat. So do I take this as the Universe responding to my wishes? I AM grateful for this day. Triple B is staying healthy, my million has arrived, and more is coming. I got a good night’s rest. Let the Universe hear me; it’s on my side isn’t that right Lady Luna.

Yesterday was hard, so of course, I needed to do some significant asking. Yes at the end of “some” days, the good outweighs the bad. Only I choose to believe that a genie is watching my back. Um, I still admire Will Smith. Is there anything else that makes me want to smile today. How I imagined my bedroom, my private shower, having my home theater. There was a guy today who even said my car must run pretty fast.

No time machine but like Terminator 2 Judgement Day I face the future with hope; Universe, Make Me Smile, Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 127 ~They Don’t Understand Your Shit~

Nobody has to understand you to be successful; hell people can know everything you say is a lie, and you can still be president, but I’m only a writer, with his real fantasies and fictional stories but will they know? They Don’t Understand Your Shit.

Monday, November 5, 2018

Episode 127 ~They Don’t Understand Your Shit~

Fifty-Seven Rule Madam Justice

How To Make One Million Dollars, a part of me wants to say, be Donald Trump but we understand his shit, he’s an asshole, now I could talk about his followers but more to the point I think about “Braco,” “E.L. James,” or The Walking Dead Fandom. I know that alone comes off as confusing, but that’s everything when it comes to me, thus the rule because nobody understands and in truth, I hope they never figure it out because if they ever do that…

For example, today is the hell if I know “anniversary” of almost getting fired from the day job and why… skeevy, pervert, stalker perhaps, take your pick, just like I do, I was afraid, I’m a traditionalist, and I consider myself better with words on paper ha. How about the fact that nobody seems to understands me at work when I attempt to speak because my voice comes off so small, and don’t even get me started on how many times I’m referred to as “Ma’am” when I’m picking up food. What about my novel, don’t I mention NaNoWriMo daily but anyway, my protagonist and antagonist are “sleeping with” two girls, before that they were having fun with three more.

The good news is if by descriptions you can recognize them you’re probably very “wrong” like me, but honestly games like “Virgin Roster” don’t get made themselves, somebody greenlit the game “Rapelay,” certain costumes get made, and photo shoots get done. Some people like football, others The Walking Dead, athletes die sometimes, and people cheer for teams as if they’ve done something, but I’m wrong for worrying about Walkers or liking The Purge. “Indiana Gone,” told me that the key is communication but even if wasn’t for “The Tower of Babel” (I don’t get religious people honestly) understanding especially in these days is not valued.

I keep telling myself that even if I don’t get my novel I must be saying something but to me, it’s only a list of sexual fantasies in an apocalyptic universe which allows for my darkness; for maybe a day I thought I was into Teratophilia… perhaps a little. What about wants, wishes, woolgather, my writing, I can’t tell the day job all of that is why I would rather not lose week after week to take care of their shit, honestly Madam Justice I don’t understand and they can’t, They Don’t Understand Your Shit.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 124 ~By One Man’s Will~

If not looking so many enemies in the face, I’m busy creating them or anything for that matter to populate my new fictional word which will probably never see the light of day but who knows. “By One Man’s Will”

Friday, November 2, 2018

Episode 124 ~By One Man’s Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
How To Make One Million Dollars, seriously man created God, man destroys the Earth and any man that’s able to gain dominion over women well; here we go again with “dignity and respect,” but my actual point is, it shouldn’t be difficult to make a million. The second day of NaNoWriMo and I’m still trying to create a world, and please excuse me for picking your brain about this, it has been a long day, and I owe over a thousand words before I get some sleep.

“You cannot have a protagonist without desire; it doesn’t make any sense, any fucking sense.”

My plot at the moment is rather simplistic; I’m always a fan of harems, brothels, ranches, whatever name people give them these days and in my story (yet to be titled) the main protagonist owns one but not staffed by ordinary women. Now you know I have always been a fan of “Thirteen Women” so I think I will need that many monster types of women or somewhat supernatural qualities; Angels, Banshees, The Dead, Lilith, Nymphs, Possessions, Scream Queens, Sirens, Succubi, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Zombies. The protagonist will also tell the story, but I think I need four more characters to balance it out, with my “love” for words, why is it I’m always worried about doing the math, five speakers four chapters each.

Twenty Chapters total with Two Thousand, Five Hundred and of course, it will get bigger, and here I haven’t even finished editing “Apocalypse Rush,” and the sad thing is I’m forgetting all of my stories and the idea of rereading them… Anyway, I think one of my characters will be a gravedigger, another one a pretty doctor, and I always need a love interest and of course the antagonist. A question I’m asking myself is always, what’s my motivation and none of my characters seem to have that though I have already completed the first chapter and still have more words to go but what about tomorrow, not like I have a deadline or the day job to contend with; probably my general laziness streak.

Seriously my biggest enemy right now is, well they say all you have to do is bleed, but most of my stories require other bodily fluids; a man has to get inspiration from somewhere and so far, that’s “Anja Juliette Laval.” Right now my goal should be to finish this story before the 30th or even better the 20th, strangely enough, I was never an overachiever in school which explains a lot; hiding in the wrong books and now writing them By One Man’s Will.

I Will Have No Fear