Just imagine it: you're walking to your apartment building or along a quiet, snowy trail, and then from nowhere, this booming horn sound hits you. Not just for just a few seconds, but a few minutes. Bizarre, isn't it? Even creepy. I personally don't believe that it's a prophetic sign of any variety, but it's definitely an odd phenomenon.
Two years ago, I was pointed to this clip by James L. Paris's friend and colleague Robert G. Yetman Jr. I'd worked with Bob on several projects in my professional career, and I'm proud to call him a friend. He's a U.S. Army veteran, published writer, self-defense expert, former investment manager, and a lot more. I interviewed him on Poisoned Eden some time ago, and was pleased to be able to ask him, in all seriousness, "Can you give us any investment strategies for dealing with the Zombie Apocalypse?"
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Without this video, there probably would have been no Blessed Man and the Witch (or BMW, as writer R. M. Huffman has referred to it). At the very least, it would have been in a much different form. So thank you, Bob: you gave me the acorn from which this trilogy tree is growing.
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