THE ILLUSION

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If a person wears a baseball cap for a long period of time and then takes it off, it may still be felt.

An illusion as a distortion of the senses is the example of a well-planned event for the purpose of obtaining the/a concentrated objective. Those not participating in the planning are observers, or the key identity of the event. Within strategic marketing and advertising the main purpose of long run campaigns is mainly for branding—better the notoriety of the brand, the more attached with consumers it becomes; and so improve sales.

Negative campaigns or purposed news media tabloids have branding results as well. Even though the first negative introduction is held or believed what really matters for the product is the/while free publicity obtained. The core of the negative campaign is then reversed, when properly planned, to show a victim product improperly attacked. The rebuttal in itself is also used for consumers or product branding.

We then can see how this would relate to war, or rather the art of war: the end justifies the means.

Patience is not an easily acquired trait. Determination, discipline and focus with patience, with all things are considered for war, marketing, and life.

The Chinese have understood this greater than any other nation, for hundreds of years.

The illusion then is pondered for the core of America, and the writing of my eBook.

Trust is earned not automatic. However, forcibly or otherwise manipulative coercion is through deception of false truths or manufacturing events. The innocent, to which none have saved the young children, are victims of a greater attempt to form or minimize educational guidance and thus resistance is tempered, which proves more effective as generations comply.

Promises give us hope. Trust is gleaned from actions perceived. Each living-year gives us wisdom.

History is now a source of compiled notes to learn from our mistakes.

The mistake I made when very young is with regard to the promised illusion of applicable manufacturing facilities to produce my invention; being deceived through a strategic plan of demise.

My eBook will not only disclose events surrounding normal average living in America, but also hopefully substantiate a determination to encourage other inventors and people when feeling they are in a corner...to continue without resolve.

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I fell on top of her sobbing when the heart monitor made the echoing flatline sound, which never leaves my mind. Her life was gone. She was so young...Now what?

I was a buck twenty to his 240. I easily fell after the final blow struck the side of my head. I left the next day. I was 16...

My wife's uncle held his machete trying to stop me; I was after the dog that pierced my 5 year old daughter's face on both sides of her mouth. (picture above/just before)

I have my own haunting secrets of working with the government for years, but I never saw this coming! My oldest brother told me about his decision to have a sex change. Everything he said to me wasn’t just about him; it was about our family and how it changed us all. I always thought of my brother as a hardheaded asshole but to see him as a woman just floored me! He is still my sister…

It was no dream. I died when I was five, for a moment. We were rushing to the hospital with blood covering my face, my dad’s thumb pressed inside the flesh of my forehead trying to stop the gushing resulting from the blow of my older brother’s baseball bat. It was an accident, I think, when I tossed the ball up in front of me and he swung the bat trying to hit the ball. The homerun-hitter almost took my head off…

Just a few excerpts from my eBook about my life.

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