"Hello, that feels good. You see you are holding me in your hands, and I love to be held. It not only makes me feel good it makes me feel safe, wanted, and needed. If I am not held enough I will wither and die. I am a book. I am still a book even if this is many years in the future from the time of my birth and I am no longer printed upon bound paper. As a book I enjoy being held, your hands around me, opening me, becoming intimate with me as I reveal my secrets to you. We are entering liminal time together, leaving normal space time and entering into your consciousness."
"Time is not what you think it is. A man is writing me, creating me at a moment in time. A moment that is already gone but whose echo you are sharing now, as you read me, a book. I am different than the man, who will die if he has not already died. Yet all that he has learned, all that he has become, is within me, a loving gift to you and your consciousness. Sexual Secrets, Tantric Kabbalah, Making Love, three parts to my name, a seductive name meant to arouse your interest and make you hold me, caress me, open me, enter me and learn. Learn my sexual secrets and the truth about making love."