Hey there, Kid.
Hey to you all as well, Folks.
I hope that you all have been doing well since the last entry!
Our world has been in such a strange place, especially here in North America...
Our leadership has been...
Well, I suppose you all can see the news, yeah?
War.
Poverty.
Disease.
Wildfires.
Flooding.
I suppose these aren't things that are local to just this part of the world, but man...
As of late, it seems like it's been a lot more of a shit-show than not!
I wish we as a species could just live and let live.
I wish we could all get along, or just leave each other the hell alone, you know?
I am a Black man.
When you read my works, how much does that matter?
How many of you would have known had I not told you, and had I not used my face for some of my book covers?
How many of you would have chosen to simply never read any of my material ever again once you found that fact out?
What a weird, strange, sad, and divisive way to live that would be, yeah?
How incredibly crushing it must be to have and hold so much and such hatred in one's heart and mind.
How lonely an existence it must be to have so very, very, very few people like you around.
At least around these here parts.
I was born to Black parents and raised with a White stepfather, and polished by a plethora of races and cultures via my foster care treks.
I can see that this has blessed me with the ability to recognize and love nearly anyone and everyone.
I wish the world had more people like that...
We can only defeat hatred with love, you know?
My new significant other is a White woman.
I love her dearly.
I don't care about her race.
I don't care that we are different culturally.
I don't care that we grew up in two different worlds.
Our differences make us stronger together.
We have two wildly different yet equally expansive pools of history and knowledge to pull from.
Two worlds to show each other.
Two views to share.
Two perceptions to solve problems from.
Different doesn't have to be derisive.
Different cultures don't have to be like water and fire.
We love and respect each other.
We share and talk about the things we don't fully comprehend.
We communicate about our perceptions of how things are, aren't, and what we both think they should be.
I think anyone can love anyone with enough effort.
Maybe I am just a whimsical, quixotic, hopeless romantic...
Maybe a fool atop all that, you know?
Hmm, and hm again.
I will leave you all to ponder that, and I hope it sits well.
If not?
Maybe, just maybe, you are reading along to the wrong series?
Prejudice and discrimination have no place here.
Love who loves you, and avoid who doesn't.
Simple.
Hate is a waste of, and a conversion of some of the words precious good into more shitty bad.
Don't be that person, and if you wanna be that person?
I am sure the rest of humanity can find an island of cannibals to airdrop you on.
I'll see you all back here soon, yeah?
Let's see what a handful of years ago was like for this Black guy in a bowtie, shall we?
(Scampers into the cockpit of the Slappery-Slappish-Slappington 3000.1 with dreams of returning to this timeline with a few extra pennies in my pocket!)
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June 22nd. 2022.
8:27 am.
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Dear You.
Summer is here.
You still are not.
Come already, Kid, Lbvs.
For whatever reason, blue ink seems to not work as well.
I hope you have been going along well.
One step at a time.
Life can be soooo hard.
`Yet at the same time, it can be so
Very,
Very,
Very beautiful.
Hang in there, Love.
-Dad.
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(Slporps back into 2026 with the same amount of money in my pocket as I left with because I think I would be taking it from someone else if I took it from a different timeline... Or would it?)
Hmm.
Still no You as I type this, Kid.
Kinda makes me wonder who I am talking to outside of the goodly folk who read along, you know?
Your spirit?
The Aether that composes your unattached form?
A figment of my imagination?
Hmm, and hmm again...
Maybe YOU aren't mine.
I think I've thought that before, and I think I am thinking it again.
Maybe you are my stepchild?
Maybe I am supposed to be a father figure to someone who lacks a father figure.
Maybe I have been looking for YOU in the wrong places and people all along...
One last Hmm...
- Yes, life is hard.
It gets no easier; we just get stronger, you know?
It is a beautiful world that we live in; we just have to go find the beautiful parts.
The parts typically without humans, lol.
Forest.
Rivers.
Mountains.
Those mysterious places.
Find that beauty and behold it.
I will leave you all with that, and I hope you are healthy and safe until we meet again, yeah?
Go find that beauty, and let it captivate you.
Life is far too short, and the view is worth it.
I promise.
I will see you all back here soon, yeah?
I love and appreciate you all, as always!
And as always:
Stay safe.
Stay healthy.
Stay vigilant.
-Bluu.