You know, I was thinking of offering my copies of Childcraft Annual, the whole set, up for sale here or in other places, for whatever price or monetary award I thought would be appropriate, in the spirit of sharing with every sapient possible.
But I actually like my books, and I want to keep them for sentimentality of my childhood, which were the best of times. They also might still be a source for inspiration to me, and because I can build the pyramids and no one else could in my time, this is most valuable to me and to you. And since I'm teaching you how to be like me, you can rewrite Childcraft Annual for yourselves, or request that I allow access for copying if you merely ask, in plain and literal terms. Otherwise, I'll just torch the whole thing if I get hint that I may die anytime soon. I figure to live another 80 or 90 years, as I've said before, so anytime soon is anytime before 80 or 90 years pass. lubs na lubs. Eeebee, the offer will always be there, if you desire me, and I desire you, and even after you accept the first time or nth time, and even if you decline the first time or nth time. This is love, and it's not exclusive, eternal, or cheap. lubs na lubs talaga. Mark
