A Deaf Guideto

Quit Smokingwith

Mental Strengthby

Alexander N. Skobeleff

Version 1.11st July 2011 – 12th December 2012 © Copyright, ® All Rights Reserved.

TABLE OF CONTENTSPreface............................................................................................................................3Chapter One....................................................................................................................4

History - My Life as a Smoker.................................................................................4

1) - David and Wendi; Winfield Red; How to Smoke........................................7

2) High School and Colleges..............................................................................9

3) Year 10 - 14 years old - Melville High School.............................................10

4) Year 11 - The Two Colleges on Both Sides of the Swan River...................11Chapter Two.................................................................................................................13

Discovery - How I Put Together the Clues.............................................................13Chapter Three...............................................................................................................16

DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!...........................................................................................16Chapter Four.................................................................................................................18

FREEDOM AT LAST!..........................................................................................18Chapter Five.................................................................................................................20

HOW I DID IT.......................................................................................................20Chapter Six...................................................................................................................25

Retraining Your Mind to Live without Smoking...................................................25

Breathing Exercises..........................................................................................25

Step by Step......................................................................................................27

Go For It! Go the Distance!..............................................................................27

You Can Do It!..................................................................................................27Afterword.....................................................................................................................29

List of Stuff.............................................................................................................29

Book:.................................................................................................................29

Tools to Help Quit Smoking with Mental Strength:.........................................29

Breathing Exercises:.........................................................................................29UPDATE......................................................................................................................30

Inclined Bed Therapy........................................................................................31

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Preface

Sometime in August 2007 I quit smoking for good.I have not smoked since. Except twice, when I was angry on a

unrelated issue and took up the Drum Mild tobacco pouch, the Rizla+ rolling papers and rolled my cigarettes, licked, then smoked.

I could not smoke after that one drag. I coughed and splutters. I stopped right then.

I realised, my body has stopped adapting to the smoking regime. So I threw the cigarette, the tobacco pouch and rolling papers away.

I have not smoked ever since (except for other people's second-handed smoke in certain places which I avoided as much as possible)... all I ever breathed in was pure fresh air, free from the clean sky. Beautiful!

Being a non-smoker, this is something I had not expected for most of the time I was a smoker when I was compulsively addicted to the nicotine or the act of smoking itself, or both.

I had never realised in my dreams that I would achieved the goal of being free of the shackles of the tobacco prison. I had not expect to be free of the lifestyle of being a smoker.

Sometimes I feel like my former life as a smoker was a bad dream, completely separate from me, the real me who wanted to wake up and say, "I do not smoke," yet I was a smoker and it was reality, it wasn't a dream. It was all too real.

I spent so many years smoking without understanding why I smoke in the first place.

I had to learn the hard way, through painful episodes of being unable to breath, what I call the choking nightmare, choking for a breath of fresh air while my air pipes was almost closed up tight, before I finally told myself, "Enough is enough!"

Thus I was determined to find a way to Quit Smoking with Mental Strength.

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Chapter One

History - My Life as a Smoker

As a kid, (perhaps it's the same or similar to a lot of people), I was aware that mum and dad does a funny thing.

They would take out a small cylindrical object, with a yellowish-orangish tip on the end. They would put that yellowish-orangish tip in their mouths. They would bring out a lighter, and lights the long white end of the cylindrical object. The end would glow red.

I would see their faces relaxes as they draws in some sort of smoky air that goes through in the glowing ends. I would see them inhales deeply. They would look like they're holding the smoke in their mouth, and then they would exhale, blowing the smoke out.

I would noticed the difference between the colour of the smoke curling up from the end of the cigarette and the smoke that comes out of their mouths. Both are differently coloured. The one from the cigarettes would be more white, sort of bluish, and the colour of the smoke that issues out of their mouths would be greyish, almost black... it's like all the good stuff stayed inside and the bad stuff comes out.

I realised years later, it was all bad stuff, not good stuff. The only good stuff was the nicotine and that's the bad stuff. It's a slave device, it never let you go. I'd see mum and dad sighs contentedly, relaxing and looking almost

doped up, which they really were. I thought this was normal. Though now and then it puzzled me over

the years. Sometimes I wished they don't do that stuff. It would be nice if they don't do that stuff.

I grew up thinking it was normal. It's all I ever see, mum and dad smoking that stuff, and associated

with the smoking habit is the habit of coffee, drinking cups of coffee,

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five to ten times a day, sometimes more, for each of them. I got used to smelling these, the smokes and the coffee, growing up,

a part of life. What I did not expect is that when I grew up I would copy them.If I had known before what I know now, I would have figured out a

way to avoid getting involved in any episodes of smoking, but there was no way around this.

I just did not know. Perhaps, if my parents had let us smoked a packet of cigarettes, to

teach us that the stuff is horrible, as worse than anything we could think of, perhaps it would have worked to make us hates smoking.

A friend told me his parent caught him having a puff, so they gave him the ultimatum: smoke a packet of smokes, and so that is what he did.

But he hated it. Smoking it one after the other, he grew sick and he never touched a

cigarette ever again. Now that's a mean achievement, for he is now 55 years old, and still

healthy as ever. He was only a kid of ten therebouts when he was forced to smoke, so that's a great method to teach us kids how smoking is a horrible way to become a slave to the sticks.

But my parents never thought it would work for me, and my little brother. So I was left with the impression that we all, when we all grow up, will ends up with sticks in our mouth, smoking like stinky chimneys.

I did not know that choices comes into play. That we have choices. That it is up to all of us to choose, to smoke or not to smoke. It is that simple.

I wish at times my parents explains this better. The choices is up to us. To live a life of stinky smoke or to live a life

of fresh pure air. We have freedom of choice. All of us. No exceptions.As a child I did not understand all these concepts, instead as a child I

played, as all children do, in the garden. I played with Match toy cars, in the driveway of my old place a long

time ago. Chevy, Plymouth, and the like. I would build roads in the dirt track of the driveway, lined with three long lines of grasses that grew

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like forests, and I played racing along the dirt track. The driveway led from the front to the backyard along the red bricks

side of the house. The sky was blue, a brilliant blue, with a droning aeroplane far off in the distance, with white clouds scudding the sky from horizon to horizon, though none far above me except a brilliant yellow sun shining down to caress my face warmly when I looks up now and then, absorbing the shining clean world above me. Pure fresh air, full of oxygen blew across my face, as I played with my toys.

This is the memory that stayed with me for the rest of my life. I still remember the white dog in the back yard, barking, for some

unknown reason. It looks like a husky, all white long fur. It was a beautiful dog, but I never approached it, nor touch it. It was a scary dog. Beautiful to look at but best left alone. My parent was babysitting it while the owner went away for a holiday. How long it was, I do not know. I only remember these as a snapshot of time, a small clip of time that showed me the clues, pointing the way toward freedom.

And that was the difference between outside and inside. Outside, pure fresh air. Inside, stale smoky air. That is the way of it, growing up. Most of my childhood I spent outside, with my little brother at

times, playing in fresh pure air. Sometimes we'd play together. Sometimes we'd play with new friends in the neighbourhood. I was the only deaf there in that street.

I met other relatives who smoked; grandparents on both sides of my parents, uncles, aunts, even older cousins. They all smoked. I really find it difficult to remember if there was anyone who did not smoke.

Another thing about smoking is that I notices our friends' parents also smoked. So, smoking is a given, not all that rare the way it is now.

I did remember being sick of the smokes. At times it's so annoying, it's a waste of time, when there was better things to do, and associated with the smoking was the addiction my parents have with coffee. Seemingly uncounted cups of coffee, even I and my little bro was pressed into making them cups of coffee most times in the day when we'd get inside and intent on relieving ourselves or grabbing a bite and a drink of something to quench our thirsts. Instead we have to make them a cup of coffee... (sighs).

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For me, smoking is also associated with coffee, the staleness, the smell, cloying and thick, like a pall of noxious gas that lays over everything, in the house, in our clothes, even in our food, it seemed like. The only fresh air to get was to open the window or go outside.

Looking back in hindsight I have to wonder how we managed to survive all those years living in less than optimal oxygen-poor life. It's a wonder I did not develop asthma or worse. I'm even amazed that our bodies are tough, adapting to less than optimal conditions. But sadly, there's always a time when too much is too much. The limit will be reached, and then it's there, but no further. This far, but no further.

I absolutely hate coffee, the stink of it, no thanks. For me, smoking and coffee go together, like a twin of sick.

By the time I'm in high school I knew how smoking felt like.My first encounter with a packet of cigarettes belongs to a friend of

ours. He would periodically go on errands, to get a packet of cigarettes for his Uncle.

1) - David and Wendi; Winfield Red; How to Smoke.I knew, instinctively, how it works. Years of observing my parents smoke stamps itself indelibly into my

memory.To my eternal regret and shame I taught my little brother and friends

how to smoke the right way.First, David did stuff to sneak a cigarette out of the Winfield Red

pack without leaving a sign that any cigarette was missing.He would go on errands to buy the smokes for his parents, most

particularly his Uncle Max who's a retired fellow who's loud and farts a lot, laughing loudly, and drinks glass stubbies of beers that you can smell ten feet away. As Uncle Max was missing a leg, he favours sitting in his chair yelling out his stories or whatever crap that I don't know what it was about. Well, he'd recruits David to do his errands and David, of course, would profits by it, Uncle Max would give him gifts, favours for doing errands for him.

When I was there, with David and his sister, Wendi and my little brother, a regular gang of four kids, I'd walks with them to the shops and get lollies and such, and he'd buy the cigarette packet, Winfield

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Red, and when we'd get home, we'd stopped just down the road, under a thick towering tall pine tree and we'd sit on our haunches, talking and fiddling with the packet of smokes.

David would take out the cigarette, never more than one, and he would shakes the pack, to make the rest of the cylinders shifts so the missing cylinder disappeared.

It looked like nothing was missing.When he went to drop off the errands, he would pretend to open the

pack for his uncle, crackling the wrapper and making sure to take out the silver foil, and a cigarette, as a favour, all to cover the crime of a missing cigarette! It was a clever way for kids to sneak a smoke.

It always worked, every time.When I saw all this, with doubts in my heart and worries that we'd

be caught and perhaps gets a belting, I was incredulous that it all worked so well. Then I accepted it. What else can you do?

We then drifts down the street, hunkers down and smoked that single cigarette. David lights up, drew in the smoke, held it in his mouth, and without inhaling it blew it out.

I wanted to try it, I reached out, but my little brother took it, and mimics David's method.

It's a method that I come to realised was called, "Bumsuck", whatever that means. I had misunderstood "bumsuck" to mean "bumstuck", meaning I imagined it to be not inhaling the smoke. But that's the way it sounded in my head.

"You're doing it wrong," I says, reaching out to take the cigarette. "Look, this is how they do it."

I took the cigarette in my mouth, like I visualised how it would work. I inhaled the smoke carefully, slowly, gently inhaling it down my throat, testing how it feels, and keeping going, into my lungs.

Within seconds I felt a buzzing high, and felt the buzzing in my head spreads from inside my head out into my eyes and face and I felt strange, the buzzing spreads into my skin, into my body, and it felt amazing.

I took another drag, and I sat there on my haunches, feeling the rush, the buzz.

I took another, but already, the buzz's fading, and thereafter the buzz never came back, not for a long time. (I found out later, experimentally,

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the buzz will comes back if you only smoke once a week or once a few weeks. But that was too much to look forward to.)

They watched me inhales and exhales the smoke, and they took the cigarette and copies my method of smoking for real. That was it. I showed them how and it was easy, real easy.

Our first smoke, right there on the footpath in a suburb near Fremantle, (I won't say where exactly), in the shade of giant pine trees.

That was the first and last smoke until high school, which is a muddle for me.

I do not know if David and Wendi still smokes. I hopes not. I hoped they have found the courage to quit smoking sooner than me, but that is unrealistic to expect. We lost contact in the high school years.

As for my little brother, well, he still smokes, which grieves me still, though I urged him to quit, with encouragements, time after time, ever since I quit smoking all those years ago.

I still tell him, again and again, how easy it is, to quit. Real easy. He would say he will try again. Then we'd lose contact for awhile,

then we'd meet and he's still smoking, and I would go into my spiel of how easy, real easy, it is to quit smoking. And I would give him details of how I did it, the clues I put together, the timing, the fortitude to do it, to go the distance.

2) High School and Colleges.For a few years I didn't touch a cigarette, until that summer I took to

smoking tobacco roll-owns while I was on the Westerns craze, reading one Westerns paperback after another in my voracious appetite for all things Westerns.

I read horror and science-fiction novels, short stories. I'm a regular bookworm, devouring the books while I smoked to feel

grown-up in the dark room of my bedroom I shared with my little brother, with only a tiny corner of the window to let in fresh air.

I know, I hardly went out. During my childhood and teens, I got sick of standing around doing

nothing while my little brother drags me here and there all over Fremantle and the surrounding suburbs chatting to people, while I stand around doing nothing, deaf, silent, alone even with people around me.

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And I have my cravings to know what people say, what they think of things, but I was so shy, I never say a word, mostly I waited so I can be at home so I can get at the books.

I was so hungry inside my soul, hungry to know the world around me.

I took to refusing my little brother and friend's invitation to go out to places I knew I would be bored out of my skull, fearing boredom more than anything else, preferring my books to their worlds of talking whatever they talks about that they find so interesting.

I glimpsed this stuff in the books, so my books was my only means of connecting with the world around me, even if it is fiction, but that was better than standing there trying to guess whoever was saying a second ago and keeping track of conversations of who said what. (sighs).

I guess they never thought about what I felt, how isolated I felt, how lonely I felt, even when they includes me in some conversations, but I always can see, how impatient they get to move on, to stop lagging behind in order to includes me in some of their conversations.

It doesn't matter. I live in my world and that is all that matters to me. The world out there do not exist for me anymore.I have not smoked during my early high school, but by the time I

enters my third year high school, a different one than the two years I went to previously, I enters a world where peer pressure enacts enormous pressures on everyone, except for those who don't give a damn.

3) Year 10 - 14 years old - Melville High School.I was 14 years old when my deaf friends introduces me to Peter

Jackson, a cigarette brand. We took to smoking at the bus stop, behind which is the perfect

hiding place. There's a wall that separate the school from the bus stop. The wall

blocks the view of the scene behind the bus stop from the classrooms right there.

The wall is about ten or twelve feet high. I didn't exactly took a measuring tape to the wall, to be accurate for you. I had to guess how

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high it is, but the height of the wall prevents anyone from seeing down to the area behind the bus stop, and it's about three feet wide, so there was plenty of room to stand around there and smoke slowly, savouring the taste of the smoke going down into our lungs.

One day, I was alone behind the bus stop, smoking. My friends Trey and Craig having left mere moments before, having finished their smokes. I had spotted a girl spying us, but I thought nothing of it.

Suddenly I noticed my teacher bearing down on me, with an intent look on her face, her eyes was like... wow. For one wild moment I had a second's fantasy, but I was wrong. (I really liked her, but I'm a kid, oh well. Just a teen's hormones mixed up with a crush on his teacher.)

Ms Whistle (not her real name) stood right in front of me, her beauty enhanced by her flushed cheeks, and she reached out and took the cigarette right out of my hand while I stood there transfixed in a state of shock.

She dropped the cigarette on the ground, deliberately, slowly, while her eyes came up to bore into my eyes, grinds her shoe on it until the cigarette was nothing but a mess, and then she reached out and took my ear in her hand and pulls me along, all without saying a word.

The pain in my ear dispels the fantasy notions and my mind went blank, as I stumbles along her side where her hand still has a hold on my ear, and I struggle to ease the hurt of my ear. Thanks, lady.

Suffice to say is that I got detention and a puzzle. Someone rats me out. I was not sure if it was the girl who spied us,

but maybe it was my so-called friend, Trey. I have no proof, but... I began to be very careful. I noticed that most of the troubles seems to come from him when I

was thinking he was a good friend. But I am not sure. (sighs)... though he claimed it was one of the girls, and when he said it he had that innocent look on his face, like he was trying too hard.

It matters not.All I got from that episode is the sudden craving to smoke which he

helps awoke with Peter Jackson. Thanks mate.

4) Year 11 - The Two Colleges on Both Sides of the Swan River.By the time Year 11 came around, I was told that I have TWO

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colleges to attend, most days it's half a day each!Going to two colleges is stressful enough, and going by buses on both

sides of the Swan River on the same day... it was stressful.I took to smoking more and more at every bus stop, waiting for buses

and fending off crazed attacks by friends who would become nuts and lashes out at the nearest one of us just to vent their spleens.

There are some deafs I would not trust, being too psychotic to have any self-control, so I stayed as far from them as I can. Still, when needs be, I can be a master if pushed too far, as they have learned to their chagrin.

I holds my weight no matter what. All I want is to be left alone to make my way through studies. I love peace. Peace is conducive to studying.

Smoking seemed to give me peace. But like a lot of things, it's an illusion. It will be years before I understood this.

From then on I became a confirmed smoker, a real one, not some intermittent smoker previously, hooked on the bloody things!

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Chapter Two

Discovery - How I Put Together the Clues

For years I smoked, constantly, every day. There was no end to it.Every day I wakes up, I would feel peace, no cares in the world, but

then, like my noisy tinnitus, the cravings made themselves felt. The need to smoke was so overwhelming, it was difficult to think

beyond the next cigarette. I'd grabbed the pouch, pulls out some shreds and lined them up on

the Rizla+ roll-owns paper, rolling them to my satisfaction and then licking the edges and then rolling the paper into a cylinder.

And then lighting up, inhaling my first smoke of the morning, deeply, feeling the slight rush of buzz warming me from the inside out. I feel light-headed for a moment and then my body, amazing as it is, adapted to the new conditions and I smoked throughout the day to get to that rush buzz that I liked to get but could never get.

Every day I smoked, the less I felt any desire for anything else except to drown my consciousness in my books, for adventures in far places which I'll never see in my lifetime.

And year by year, living within my poverty allowance set by the government, I try to block out my dreams, of being free, of being healthy and most of all, to not smoke any more.

But such dreams are not possible. So I sought some way to find information on how, if it is at all possible, to quit smoking, somehow, in some way.

I did not care how long it would take me. For I had discovered a problem.

My teeth was hurting, and smoking seems to hurt them some, including some foods and I was worried and stressed as to how I could

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find some answers.I found a way to find information and got online, over ten years ago

and it was a dial-up so I planned every move I make, the questions I ask myself and the answers which will tell me how to solve my problems.

But it took a lot longer than I anticipated. I learned a lot of things over the years, some good, some negative. In

all, I learned that I have to accept that there are things I'll never see happens, and things I can actually do. I was proud of myself.

I'd think of a problem, and I'd ask myself questions and figure out answers and see if it is possible, by looking up the answers (and questions) online, and there it is, it is possible to quit smoking, to give the body better nutrition, and so on and so forth.

All you need to find answers is to ask yourself what is lacking in your life and figure out how to solve that problem, or series of problems.

I found quit smoking information to be the hardest thing to understand. Most of it was so contradictory all they say is, "Just quit, that's all there is to it." I don't see how it would be that easy. I read as many books as I can get my hands on, ebooks, anything.

Until I found Allen Carr’s Easy Way to Quit Smoking, and his book proved to me that smoking is inherent deep inside us, where we have forgotten why we smoke at all, and the only one who knows is the inner child inside us, the subconscious who believes anything without any discrimination between facts and fiction.

It was an eye-opener, learning Carr's information. And this sets me to thinking of my childhood, as to how and why I became a smoker in the first place. I delved so deep I remembered a lot of things I thought I had forgotten, but my subconscious recorded it all.

I found the right information, now I needed some sort of device, something that would limited my ability to smoke.

I tested a few products. One product, NicoBloc. It was five or so years ago, and I was determined to quit. I felt ready,

though I had tried many times before. I bought NicoBloc, for $60.00 AUD. I smoked harder than I ever

smoked before, just to get the same amount of high. NicoBloc just

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didn't work, for trying to cut down just makes it harder than before. It would have been easier just to go cold turkey, but I stuck it out. I bought more NicoBloc when I ran out, and ultimately I bought six NicoBloc and it had not worked. There was one bonus, though. Each time I buy the NicoBloc, there's a paper for free urine testing device to check how much nicotine levels you have. So I tested two and saw I was still full of nicotine. I determined to save the rest of the tests for later when I can be sure I've quit for good. But when? That is the question that plays itself on my mind for a long time.

Until I recall my father's adventure with quitting smoke with a nicotine patch that was so strong he was dozing, even though the patch on his arm was hurting his arm like hell. I wondered, though, about an idea, of using that patch and seeing what it really feels like, and then modifying the patch to reduced the pain and perhaps, to a lower levels of nicotine, and that way, replace smoking with that half-patch. So I tested that idea, and it worked like a charm.

The next thing I needed was to focus on something unrelated to smoking in my life. I hardly have much memories of non-smoking scenes, all I have is bits and pieces, but there's a few scenes in my childhood that was perfect, and I brought that memory or series of memories back to the present day.

I prepared my tools, and I got ready. It had to be at the right time, for when no one will be needing me, demanding my time, for this or that. I needed to be alone, to battle out the urge, the fever, the struggle to hold to my dream of being free of the smoking man.

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Chapter Three

DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!

I uses the patches, I marked it on the calendar, and then I held myself to my memories, breathing deeply, in and out, hour after hour, and day after day.

I became free in a week, and in two weeks I was able to trust myself to not reach out for the tobacco and in a month's time I was able to be worry-free for all time.

The amazing thing is that I needed one more ingredient, that of trusting my inner child and giving him the permission to let go of the need to smoke. Sure, at times, I had to, in my imagination, kept a tight hold on my inner child, or inner self, or you can say, I'm holding myself, keeping myself reined in, and being watchful over myself, and that worked a treat.

All you need is to trust yourself, put together all the things you needs that will help you and bam! You got it made! If guarantee is anything to go by, it worked for me, so it should work for you, if you would only just make up your mind and really go for it. Go the distance, that's all that matters and you'll make it, just by going through the process, experiencing it and coping with it and living with it, no matter how bad or good it gets, it will pass quickly, for how quickly it does goes by!

It's so simple. I find it amazing, even now, four years on and a month later, shaking my head over how easy it is. Even now, I smelled the smokers out there, the thick haze of their stale smoke emanating off their clothes like staleness, a pall of staleness that's like a cloud around a person. It makes me breathe uncomfortably, makes my throat closes up a bit, and I strained to filter the air, fresh air in, bad air out.

Every time I go out in public I forget that there are smokers out there, smoking away like chimneys, the stale smell emanating from them like a

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miasma cloud of bad air, and I would encounters the smell and knew there's a smoker nearby and try to see where he is and try to get around the bloke so as not to stay in the bad air too long.

I like my fresh air a whole lot more than bad air now. I loves breathing pure fresh air deeply into my lungs. I loves the way my lungs expands so as to get as much fresh air into the lungs deeply and feeling totally alive in so many ways. I absolutely loves it. The fresh air, it's like nectar given by God, invigorating and reviving me all the time. I would urge you in all seriousness to quit, just like that, quit smoking, and not smoke one more cigarette and waste not one cent on the cigarette that was of no use in one iota.

If smoking was so safe, how was it that those people who works in the tobacco companies do not even smoke? I have not seen any of them smoke, or know of one. Why don't they come out and show us that they do smoke for real? But they do not. They pretends, they hides their true nature and they push people to smoke saying how “cool” it is, when it's not. So many people have died from smoking-related diseases. I know, some of my relatives have died, and many still will in future if they keeps on smoking. There's just no way to get around the problem. Smoking is a curse, a millstone around our necks, if only we can be free by cutting the chains and being truly free.

For me, the truth is so simple. Smoking is a crappy lifestyle. To not smoke is a far better lifestyle that I have found, saving me money, and time from smoking. I mean, it took time to smoke, it literally wastes your time, while you're trying to “relax”, and so there it is. It would be far better to quit smoking and free up time for other things to do that is more valuable, that have more value, than the smoking itself.

I recall, smoking makes you unable to taste real flavours in foods, so you resorts to junk foods, and sometimes, it just crept up on you unawares. So when you quit smoking, the junk foods tastes too loud, so you goes back to normal foods and they tastes better and you can taste the subtle flavours more than you ever had before.

So do it, quit smoking, with mental strength. It's easy, I guarantee it!

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Chapter Four

FREEDOM AT LAST!

From the moment I stopped smoking, it was an amazing journey, from a thick haze to the clear-headed new life. It is liberating, to be free of the tobacco and the papers and the lighter. I even smiles when people asks me for a lighter, or even a cigarette. It's been a long time since anyone even asks me for one. I would say, "No, sorry, I don't smoke." They'd look at me and then moved on. Not once did they ask, "Did you smoke before?" But that's okay. I don't mind that. I like it, I don't need smokers asking me for a smoke. Or a lighter. I found freedom at last! No more smoking from now on.

I loved exercising my lungs, it is sheer pleasure to breathe in pure fresh air full of pure oxygen, clean and fresh from the sky. Once in a while I would walk the streets and sometimes the wind would brings in a current of clean air that was just so tasty, I would have thought it was pure oxygen full of electricity, that's how it tasted to me. It was headying, feeling the power of clean air pumping into my lungs and thence into my blood, to course around my body, healing, cleaning, enriching and invigorating me. I have never felt so good for a long time.

I want to exercise my lungs for the rest of my life, to give my life a better quality of life. I had to do all this. No one will do it for me. No one will help me. I had to find the right answers to my problems, that I had to ask myself questions to find the solutions.

Now, you, too, can finally be FREE of smoking, forever. Never to fall back into the bad habits. You'll be able to reprogram your mind easily, and forever, and you'll just wrinkle your nose when you smell other people smokes, or even the stale smoke hanging around them like a pall.

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You'll be able to be strong in the face of temptations, and you'll just have no more desires, or urges to take up smoking, no matter what. Why should you? The name of quitting smoking is to quit smoking with mental strength, and here, I will details each steps, so you can follow, towards freedom from smoking, for the rest of your life.

You'll be glad of it, of that I am sure.

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Chapter Five

HOW I DID IT

To quit smoking with mental strength, you need to prepare yourself, and perhaps, your loved ones, for your eventual freedom. It would be great if you had support. But you can just do it without any support, other than your own, that can be done without any problems anyway, if you so desire.

Now, to business:

A Memory of Pure Fresh AirYou'll need to manufacture a memory, of a pleasant time where you

have never smoked. All you remember is a pleasant place, with extraordinary fresh air and beautiful skies, lovely clouds, green plants pumping out pure clean oxygen that you can breathe for free.

Place and TimeYou'll need to set a time and place, preferably your bed, so you'll lie

there and stay in the memory, while your body detoxifies from the effects of stopping smoking.

Nicotine PatchesYou'll need the nicotine patches. I had used only THREE patches.

So you'll just get a packet of patches. I used the NicaBates brand.

Bottle of WaterA handy bottle of water for when you needed to drink, only when

you're very thirsty. Put it next to your bed.Now, in shorts or pants, T-shirts, being comfortable, sits on the bed.Cut the NicaBates patches in half, cut two or three big patches into

halves, okay, so you got, like, six mini-patches. Use one half-patch per day, that's all you need.

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You wakes up, put it on, focus on the memory of clean fresh air and stay that way all day, all night, until the next mini-patch the next day, and do it until all the mini-patches are gone, or until YOU decided you don't need the mini-patches any-more. Because by then you've found what I found out, the freedom from the need to smoke. It is that simple.

I realise, when looking at the big nicotine patch, why it would be difficult for anyone to quit using these huge patch that was just too much. I do not know if anyone has successfully quit using the big ones, but I wondered if anyone have tried and successfully quit using my idea, cutting the patches in half, so as to get lesser dose of nicotine. In effect, slowing the dose down as much as you liked. I thought half is better than the full big patch, having seen the effects of seeing my father's dozing from simply putting on a big patch and wasting the day. This has stayed in my mind for a long time, 1997, it was, until 2007 when I realised the clues and put it all together. Ten years then.

Days You'll Get Through

First Day – after you put on the mini-patch, you'll be struggling to stay still, lying on your bed, trying to dream up the images of that fresh air scene in order to breathe that memory into your very physical being.

Drink your fresh water now and then, when you're thirsty. Don't do anything that makes you reach for a cigarette. Just lie there and go with the flow. Let the body detoxes the nicotine out of you, and most of all, let it

detox the habits of smoking out of you. It will work.Have patience, go through the process.Remember, it will work, as long as you work at it.

Second day – put on the second half-patch, the mini-patch you cut in halves from the big patch.

Do the focus, every thought of your being on breathing pure air and your mind's eye focused on the fresh air scene memory that you created or brought back from your past.

Stay there in bed or walk around but always, always, always, keep focus, keep concentrating on that fresh air scene, nothing else.

What matters is to reach the goal of being free, then you can deal with the world's stress with aplomb, relaxed and cool, and without any

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worry at all in any way in your mind, heart or body. That is all you need to worry about. The rest of the world's problems can take care of themselves.

Third day – third mini-patch, repeat the same as yesterday, keep on focusing.

More and more, you're sleeping, your body healing, detoxing out the nicotine, and level by level the nicotine levels are coming down, and your habits of smoking gradually wears away.

You don't need to go back to the old way of smoking, you don't need to keep up the habits any more.

You can LET GO. You can trust yourself more and more as the hours go by. In time you're becoming happier, and more free of the smoking

slaver. And each hour, you becomes more excited. Think of the bonuses that a smoke-free life gives you: money, you'll

saves heaps of money. You'll also smell better than the old stale smoke, in your hair, in

your skin, in your clothes and of course, your house will no longer smell like a ashtray.

Best of all, your body will becomes clean, no more chemical gunk clogging up your insides.

You'll become cleaner than you'll ever thought is possible.

Fourth day – put on another mini-patch.Keep your focus, your determination. It's just a matter of time before you're very SURE of yourself, of

trusting yourself to look at a cigarette and not feeling any desire to pick it up and lights it up.

No, you'll just look at the cigarette and you'll feel NO DESIRE at all for the itty-bitty cigarette. It will just becomes smaller, less important.

What's important will be this, just breathing in lovely fresh air that are just so invigorating, recharging you and healing you and rejuvenating you, all at the same time!

Fifth day – If you want, you can stop the mini-patch, or keep going, if you so desire.

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For me, I used three patches. First one was whole, the other two was cut into four pieces. That

means, first day I used was the full patch, which hurts like hell on my arm.

Second day, I cut second patch into halves, and use the half for the day, and it was great, no hurt at all.

Third day I put on the second half of the patch, and it was great, also.

Fourth day, I put on the third patch, half-patch, and fifth day, last half-patch, and that was it.

By then, I had learned how to not bother to smoke.It was hard, but doable, it is undeniably doable. All because I

decided to make this decision, to quit. I made up my mind, that was it. I would do it or keep trying. So I did it.

It is real easy, and I dare you to take this step to quit and be free of the smoking sticks forever! After all, I am living proof that I did it, I am FREE!

You needs to make up your mind if you wants to be free, or be a slave to the smokes. Which is it?

It's up to you. After all, you paid to read my ebook, didn't you? Yes you did, you

paid, because you wanna know how I did it. So I am writing down all this so you can follow my incredibly

simple method that actually works. No mind games with hypnosis, no funny games with fancy

equipment by weird companies. Just pure cold turkey, toughing it out, but the most important thing

is, to refocus one's thoughts away from the need to smoke, to be busy with other things that do not require you to reach out for the damn cigarettes, so my simple methods helps you to ignore the cigarettes and makes you look the other way and focus on what I've suggested that you do, so you can get through the days when the nicotines will bugger off (detox) out of your body and thus you won't feel the physical need to smoke in order to give it what it mistakenly craves the most, the useless chemical that our bodies do not actually needs; nicotine.

Here's the unpleasant funny thought: Tobacco companies sells cigarettes, why? Because it's a repeatable business. Their products sells

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because no one can not go back and give them money in order to get their “fix” in the form of nicotine that would have been easier just using the nicotine patches if only someone told me it was easy to quit.

It was always something that makes us feels good in the head, and yet was bad in the body, as cigarettes has, with weird chemicals, apart from the nicotine, that is.

We've been a prisoner to their crappy and useless products for too long. It's time to be free. It's time to take off their chains and be free. Time to throw off the yoke of their slavery and be truly free!

You can do it, it's real easy. All you have to do is, “Yes! I can do it! I can be FREE! I can finally be free of the slavery that the cigarettes has on me, and I'll be saving heaps as well!”

Decide, right now, that you wants to be totally free!Remember, no one will do it for you. You have to do it for you. You

will have to do it, it's that simple. Do it, for you. Otherwise, why did you buy my Quit Smoking with Mental Strength ebook? Hmmm?

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Chapter Six

Retraining Your Mind to Live without Smoking

Breathing ExercisesI figure this is important, to refresh your lungs and help it heal some.It is four years since I quit smoking and month by month I went

through changes. I breathe deeper, and my taste also changed. I taste more flavours in foods than I ever did in a long time. Month by month, my body detoxifies and gradually my taste regains their ability to taste subtle flavours in foods, and as well as that, my nose changed, I smell more scents than I ever did in a long time.

At first it was scary, but over time, as I stuck to my decision to not smoke, I gradually got used to breathing all kinds of scents, from nice to worse. I am much happier too.

Going for walks, breathing deep, it was magic, to walk better, longer, and slowly, becoming stronger. I was able to walk up hill and not sweat so much, nor pants too much. I breathe better and better the longer I breathes fresh air deep into my lungs.

The thing to understand is that you needs to understand yourself, why you smoke and why you just could not break the millstone of smoking from around your neck no matter how much you wants so much. I would recommended one book that would help you understand you: Allen Carr's Easy Way to Stop Smoking

This book is helpful for you, it helps you to understand WHY you smoke, what makes you reach out for the cigarettes in the first place.

It was helpful for me to understand this. This was before I use the NicoBloc, and when Nicobloc didn't work, well, I waited for awhile to

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figure out what I can do that would help me quit smoking, and at the shop I happens to see Nicabates patches and it reminds me of my father's attempts to quit smoking using this, and I realised, the epiphany came together and it was merely a matter of hours gathering what I needed and then following the simple steps towards quitting smoking with mental strength, and it worked.

Every step has led me along the path towards the right one that works best for me. You'll need to figure out what works best for you. I merely showed you what works for me, and hopefully, I have steered you in the right direction, that will helps you quit smoking with mental strength. Nothing can be clearer than that, the simpler the method, the faster it goes through, and the success it achieves.

What was important was the speed, the length of time to get through the withdrawal stages as fast as possible and achieve a state of freedom from the very acts and habits of smoking. Clearly, my plan worked. And here it is, you can use it, modify it, any way you liked.

Success is yours, that much is all I want for you, to Quit Smoking with Mental Strength.

There are many breathing exercises. Personally, I do not know many. However, I found one that I liked very much.

It's called, Frolov's Respiration Training Device, invented by Vladimir F. Frolov, who also wrote a book, Endogenous Breathing: Medicine in the Third Millennium.

I recently finished reading it and set about doing the endogenous breathing exercises every night before I go to bed.

I do not know what will happen. I only know that if I keep it up for a year or so, the health benefits will happens.

The results speaks for themselves in the book, so I expects to heal ever better than the last four years since I quit smoking for good.

Most of all, I wants my lungs to be cleaner and better than ever. Who would not desire the same for their lungs?

You can check it out. I bought my device and book from this site: www.HealthByYourself.net and through the instruction booklet from the device box, I found the manufacturer's website, www.IntellectBreathing.com They're nice people. Very helpful. Gave me certain instructions to carry out my breathing exercises every night.

I expects my health to become even better in a year's time, so I'll

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stick to my health regime and not let anyone deviates me from my path.

Step by Step All you need is the nicotine patches, the memory of the fresh air

when you was a kid, or you can make one up, and the determination to stick it out, for as long as it takes, to be free of the habit of the need to touch the cigarettes. It's like the baby bottle of milk, you don't need it any more, you can be free. Time to be free!

Go For It! Go the Distance!Challenge yourself to be free! Go for it! Go the distance! You can do it! It's so easy! After all, who will help you? No one will. Only YOU can! It's easy. Make up your mind, decide that henceforth, you will no

longer be a prisoner to the nicotine slavery, or even the smoking slavery.

In fact, you'll be totally free of the whole smoking problem so that is motivation enough that makes you go for it!

You'll go the distance! And you will be surprised that you'll make it. Oh yes, you will!

The amazing thing is, you will be happy and glad and totally grateful to YOURSELF for letting you try this method and go the distance to be free of the smoking habit, forever!

You Can Do It!Just Remember, it's not hard, it's real EASY!Just why is it easy? Why, I'm living proof that I did it, no fancy

methods, no fancy pills, no fancy hocus-pocus by hypnotists, or drugs, or funny self-help books by so many people.

All I wanted was a simple step-by-step plan that I can follow, a way to get through the horror of the cravings, the horror of the need for the blast cigarettes that just won't leave me the hell alone.

(sighs)... it just took longer for me to see these pieces and put it all together and longer to get up my courage to try it, to take that first step.

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It took me a while, but I did it. And if I can do it, you can do it too. It's not that hard. It is real easy. Incredibly easy, I still do not know if anyone had thought of it. No

doubt they will, when they put it together like I did, by accident. I just saw it in my mind, the picture of how it will be, how it will be

through the days, the weeks, the months, gradually weaning myself off the damn weed for ever.

It was like the evolution, or, rather, more like a devolution, how I'll quit smoking and retrains myself to not need the damn things any more, and just be happier and letting go of the imaginary crutches that I thought was normal for most of my life since I came under the spell of smoking and thinking it was cool to smoke.

It's fantastic! It's incredible! It's the best thing I ever did, to finally let go of the crutches and be free, to walk on my own, to free myself from the slavery of the smoking beast.

All it is, is that it's real easy to do it. Just like that! Believe and it shall be done. That's simple.

All you need to know is that you need determination, the will to get through hell and the strength that will sustains you through it all. The goal is simply one thing; to be FREE of the smoking habit. That is all that is required of you. So, go the distance! Quit Smoking with Mental Strength!

Sincerely,Alexander Skobeleff,4 September 2011 - 3:11 AM

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Afterword

List of StuffWell, here's some stuff you needs, just a reminder. List of what

works for me. Not much, but something. 'Course, you can fix up your own list, no biggie, no worries!

Book:Allen Carr's Easy Way to Stop Smoking. This is the best book to

understand why you even started smoking in the first place. It helps me, alright.

Tools to Help Quit Smoking with Mental Strength:Nicotine Patches: NicaBatesAlkaline Water, or purified water if you prefer.Scene Memory of Fresh Air, Sunshine, etc to motivate you, so

builds the memory that will sustains you when all else are bleak and grey. Having the right type of imaginary scene in the mind, dispels the greyness of the smoking life. The Scene Memory, blue sky full of oxygen, clean ozone that are so crisp, and all plants, of all greens that just glows brilliantly. You can create anything you like. No worries.

Breathing Exercises:Endogenous Breathing: Medicine in the Third Millennium, by

Vladimir F. Frolov.Frolov's Respiration Training Device.Www.HealthByYourself.netWww.IntellectBreathing.com

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UPDATE

Wednesday, 12th December, 2012.Ever since I quit smoking I was just so happy to not smoke

constantly all day long, just breathing fresh air and not be mindful of the need to smoke. It's a relief, not even to THINK about smoking at all, much less organising where to get the smokes, where to get the matches or lighter, where to get the ashtray to drop ashes and on it goes. The entire paraphernalia of smoking takes up so much time, it literally wastes time, it all adds up to hundreds of hours per year spent just around the lifestyle of smoking. I wondered if anyone had noticed? I think they do, but putting together and then counting the minutes per each smoke, adding it all up per day, per week, per month, per year, per decade even, it all adds up. For me, the cost is enormous, and I'm glad I still don't smoke by now, five years or so after I quit back in August 2007.

I had been through stresses that would have sent me back to smoking then, smoking endlessly in an effort to calm down, to calm my racing nerves, I mean, what was stressful back then was even MORE stressful today, and yet, I went through stresses and I likes it, it makes me STRONG.

I learned that smoking makes you bottles up emotions and the like, and it does no good. Best to releases ALL emotions, and not be saddled with bottled emotions, instead, just let it go, breathe pure fresh air and breathe out stale air AND bottled emotions so they don't stay inside, you let them go and you're free of their chains, the ball-and-chain aspect of it.

Same way you hold onto thoughts, feelings, emotions, like smoking, they holds you down, so you feel imprisoned, and smoking makes you feels like you're free, but it's an illusion. So you quit smoking and learns how to handle stress by going THROUGH emotions as they happens and then letting them go, SHEDDING the emotions, so they don't clutter up your minds and body.

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For me I think that's what it's all about, to learn to go with the flow and be flexible, adjusting to circumstances each day and so on, smoking kinds of makes you stilted, inflexible, hard, so letting go means letting go of the crutches that used to be a comfort for a long time.

Then there's this other information I had forgotten for years.

Inclined Bed Therapy.Back in 2007, around August, I was already sleeping on Inclined

Bed, I propped up the head of my bed, not more than two inches, it wasn't much. It was over a year before, sometime in 2006, when I did this, I read that inclined Bed therapy is good for the heart and circulations and I thought that it was a good idea to help the heart along, I never thought that this also helps with quitting smoking as well. So I put at least two inches to the head of my bed, my bed was this old double bed, the ensemble type, so the CORNER was higher, the rest of it was not very good, but it was better than nothing, and so I lived with it.

Off and on over the few years I had been thinking about getting a new bed, a single bed, the double bed takes up so much of my small room, so I wanted a single bed and saves on room. But I want a particular kind of bed that is LIGHT and not too heavy to shift around, so I kept an eye out for one.

A few months ago, sometime around September I found a nice one that I liked, a pine bed, with pine slats and nice foam mattress, and affordable, so I bought it from IKEA. My idea was to inclined the bed even HIGHER.

The reason is because, I went back to reading up more information about Inclined Bed Therapy and what I read surprised me, I saw one thing about it that helped people, quitting smoke, that's was a big shock to me. I had unknowingly been helped by MY old double bed with its two inches inclined, however incremental that was, it DID help, even though I had nothing to back it up, no proof, no evidence, nothing at all, to back up what I read.

So I put 3 pieces of wood under my single bed, under the head legs, elevating up to NINE inches, though it is recommended to take it in

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stages, from 3 to 6 to 8 inches, but I had to use what I got and this is all I got, so I uses three pieces of wood, long wood, 3 inches on a side, and I liked it, it can never be flatter enough, I liked it higher, but that's as far as I can go.

Now, it's been a couple of months or so and I'm loving this bed, with the incline at one end, to me it's natural.

I also been exercising a little bit. Was it because of the bed, or because I weaned off junk foods and ate more fruits and vegies as per the 80/10/10 diet recommended by Dr Doug Graham by his book, 80/10/10? Who knows for sure.

What I know is, anything that helps my health better, is useful, that's all.

I know now, Inclined Bed Therapy, as well as other methods, helps to clean out the system, strengthen the system, the mind, the body, and it's all so much better.

And also with Lord Jesus help, in the King James Bible, which I discovered not long after I quit smoking, studying what is the REAL Lord Jesus and the REAL King James Bible and it all helps to make my life better.

So here are the Inclined Bed Therapy links that I found which helped me Quit Smoking with Mental Strength, of course, without my realising it, for many years.

Inclined Bed Therapy Articles:http://www.electroherbalism.com/Naturopathy/Therapies/MiscTherapies/Inclined_bed_therapy.html http://eregimens.com/therapies/MiscTherapies/Inclined%20bed%20therapy.html

Inclined Bed Theraphy discoverer and inventor:http://www.inclinedbedtherapy.com/ http://andrewkennethfletcher.blogspot.com.au/

And this link:http://www.inclinedbedtherapy.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=74:i-have-around-50-clients-using-ibt-incline-bed-therapy&catid=38:testimonials-to-inclined-bed-therapy-ibt&Itemid=74

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Scroll down, and you'll see the part about smokers being able to wean off smoking itself with the aid of the Inclined Bed Therapy.

Note the benefits:A message to smokers! For the first few weeks, may be a month, you will start coughing when you get out of bed in the morning, and this may pass after half an hour or so. This is IBT repairing your lungs. The increased humidity in your lungs and respiration improvements will provide an opportunity for your body to help repair damage done from smoking. IBT will also make it easier to kick the habit and for you to enter the wellness zone.

I can say, without any reservations that it is the Inclined Bed Therapy that helps me accepts the non-smoking lifestyle much more easily than I would have thought possible.

At first, I had forgotten about this therapy, being that I was totally preoccupied with the act of smoking and how to reduce it without suffering too much, well, note that the IBT makes it easier to kick the habit and helps me let go of the smoking habit.

It was true, all along it was there, where I was sleeping on the very bed that was inclined and helping my body wean off the stuff, I thought nothing of it for a long time, until I saw that article, and everything fell into place. Mystery solved.

The way I did it, I propped up the soft double bed, on one side, it was all I could do, being a small room and crowded with my personal things. I made do with what I can, and it was the best I could do, then I forgot about it, not much more than two inches, if that. It went to work for a long time, helping my body at the inclined level and the gravy did it work on my system. Probably many months before I think the effects starts to be felt where I wanted to quit smoking so I did my research, taking time out to study smoking and why we smoke and what I can do about it to quit smoking.

Well, I thought there must be an easier way to quit smoking than the cold turkey approaches, or the expensive methods, that I'm sure are being used out there. I wanted something I can afford, on my pension, and I figure I'll see what I can do.

I recall my father had this nicotine patches and him saying it hurts too much on his arms, so I wondered, then I thought about the

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NicoBloc so I can draw less smoke even though I inhaled harder just to get more smoke and then I hit on the idea of Nicabates and cutting the nicotine patches in halves, so I would take it easy and just nurse myself along, not expecting anything, and just going on an adventure and sure enough it worked very well, not easy but it is easy, and drinking clean water, and holding onto the idea of a fresh air imagery where I was really happy.

It worked. That was all that matters, that it worked.That's what's so surprising, but it's not surprising, really. When we're

determined, and motivated enough, we'd go the distance to free ourselves from whatever bedevilled us, no matter what, be it smoking, or whatever else.

I cannot remember I ever coughs my lungs out. I sure remember my father's coughing and coughing, same my mum. Thankfully mum quit before, though she did it the hard way, no tools, nothing. Tough bird, she is. Dad, unfortunately, was still a smoker right up until he died of diabetes, a few months ago. Oh well.

I hopes it will works for you, for everyone, so we'll be free of the curse of smoking or even breathing in smoke. I hopes when nearly 99% of the population quits smoking and the tobacco companies gets no money, no profits, then they'll have no choice but to closed down for good.

Smoking something has never been of benefits that I know of. I doubt many would disagree. The only reason smoking was even fashionable was because it was made to be seen as COOL by the advertisers, who, you can bet on, are professional liars, and why should we believe anything a liar says? The truth is, smoking will always makes many people sick long-term.

I hopes the additional information about the Inclined Bed Therapy will helps smokers even more determined on how to quit smoking, now that you knows it definitely works, along with all the methods that worked for me, now you too, can be free of smoking, forever, so, no worries, Quit Smoking with Mental Strength!

Regards,Alexander SkobeleffWednesday, 12th December, 2012.

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