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blade 1 year, 4 months ago.
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My father was 55 when diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and one month short of his 57th birthdate
when he died..He told me long before he was even sick that he would love to write some books.I shall ghost write in his humorous spirit at least two books, maybe more before my life ends..
The first book spans four generations of selfless men who lived
and worked in These United States..All these men but myself died before 60 years of age.
They contributed their entire life to this system without asking or taking anything back in return..My Book is being edited and should go public next year…
I am the editor and still must work. Its a slow work.I will spoil the Title ahead of its release..
Written in my Father’s spirit
because he was so funny in his life lessons.
I know he would approve of it being called::”THE BOOK OF BUD THE GOD OF BOB”
By the immortal Winston McKinney..Once published I will ask this question to a candid world:
CAN A DEAD MAN WRITE A BOOK? NO,, THEN MY FATHERS SPIRIT LIVES ON AND WHERE HIS SPIRIT LIVES IS WHERE I MUST BE ALSO.. >>>
My work is almost done, but I shall serve others like those three men before me..
For a full lifetime knowing full well I cannot want for anything Nor take anything in return..Love and respect
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
Sounds intresting bro .
I will have a read
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Those old brickies were a different breed of men that relied on there skill . Alot of these old trades are been diskilled with technology . Maybe there are some cool skills in your fathers writings .
A bro who passed away was an amazing tiler . But yet he was illiterate . Build and fix anything . His son died on a trail bike at 14 . He ended his own life not long after . He told me he never would take his own life and it was gutless and s~~~ . Any man says that you just never know .
But he did some unbelievable muriels in foyers and buildings .
IF YOU LOVE SOMETHING YOU WILL SUCCEED
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Anonymous18Very noble idea friend.
Hope you succeed and offer 10% off to your mgtow brothers when you finish ๐
Thorndyke wrote:
Very noble idea friend.Hope you succeed and offer 10% off to your mgtow brothers when you finish ๐
I believe in my heavenly fathers message enough to send it out for $1
with an address to send more if you feel you should..I may call it a violation of my privacy to read it,
and for the tort of trespass against my privacy
the fine will be what ever value you put on the contents
of the book in a range from $1 up to $19…Voluntary self assessment of your own fine and limited to $20.
How is that for some great government policy in my fathers
kingdom..HA! HA! HA!
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
Voluntary self assessment of your own fine and limited to $20.
All jokes aside . There is an old bloke who lives near me who for years has been making mini bibles out of paper . He has a printer and these mini bibles have one staple .
He gives them out to people for free but people will toss him some coin here and there witch he puts back into the little books or helps by giving to local charity . Just a good old bloke who is on a pension and lives a simple life
The fact there small makes them unique in them selves .
Maybe an idea in there for you to get your fathers message out there . Maybe you could make these minature books yourself with your fathers message . Just an idea .
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Blade wrote:
Maybe an idea in there for you to get your fathers message out there . Maybe you could make these minature books yourself with your fathers message . Just an idea .Thank you blade but already in the works.. I am doing it all even the self publishing..
Will get it uploaded and digital after I work a deal with someone to put it in print..
The printed books will be a very small amount over the cost of printing.
The digital downloads will be a one dollar fine for trespass.
with address for Voluntary self Assessment amounts to be sent
listed within the text.. Maybe Hidden (OR CODED) within the text would be Fun..
Like a scavenger hunt for the address to my father’s foreign embassy..
Best place to hide something from someone is to put it directly in front of them..Thank you again blade as you inspired the trickster within me..
I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.
Thanks harpo bro .
For those mini bibles or books if anyone who makes them try and source some scrap leather to use for the covers . Just and idea
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