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Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Bach, Richard
  • Author:  Bach, Richard
  • ISBN-10:  0440204887
  • ISBN-10:  0440204887
  • ISBN-13:  9780440204886
  • ISBN-13:  9780440204886
  • Publisher:  Dell
  • Publisher:  Dell
  • Pages:  192
  • Pages:  192
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Feb-1989
  • Pub Date:  01-Feb-1989
  • SKU:  0440204887-11-MING
  • SKU:  0440204887-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100080700
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In the cloud-washed airspace between the cornfields of Illinois and blue infinity, a man puts his faith in the propeller of his biplane. For disillusioned writer and itinerant barnstormer Richard Bach, belief is as real as a full tank of gas and sparks firing in the cylinders . . . until he meets Donald Shimoda—former mechanic and self-described messiah who can make wrenches fly and Richard's imagination soar. . . .

InIllusions,the unforgettable follow-up to his phenomenal bestsellerJonathan Livingston Seagull,Richard Bach takes to the air to discover the ageless truths that give our souls wings: that people don't need airplanes to soar . . . that even the darkest clouds have meaning once we lift ourselves above them . . . and that messiahs can be found in the unlikeliest places—like hay fields, one-traffic-light midwestern towns, and most of all, deep within ourselves.Richard Bach is the author of Stranger to the GroundBiplaneNothing by ChanceJonathan Livingston SeagullA Gift of WingsIllusionsThere's No Such Place as Far AwayThe Bridge Across ForeverOne, and Running from Safety.It was toward the middle of the summer that I met Donald Shimoda. In four years’ flying, I had never found another pilot in the line of work I do: flying with the wind from town to town, selling rides in an old biplane, three dollars for ten minutes in the air.
 
But one day just north of Ferris, Illinois, I looked down from the cockpit of my Fleet and there was an old Travel Air 4000, gold and white, landed pretty as you please in the lemon-emerald hay.
 
Mine’s a free life, but it does get lonely, sometimes. I saw the biplane there, thought about it for a few seconds, and decided it would be no harm to drop in. Throttle back to idle, a full-rudder slip, and the Fleet and I fell l3†

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