Stop Chasing After the Next 'Cool Move' or Tough-Guy Program and Focus on Exactly What You Actually Need to Protect Yourself & Others...

Let me ask you a question...

Do you want to be able to handle yourself and protect your loved ones against any attack?

If you're like me, you want to know that, know matter what kind of attack comes at you, you have the right technique - the right skill - to easily handle it and be able to put the attacker down or have him running for fear of his own safety.  You want to be the warrior or the hero-protector in your own life, and you want your family and friends to know that they're safe and secure because you're there. Right?

I'm going to go out on a limb and assume that you've been studying things already and have already learned a lot of skills, whether through a martial arts program, self-defense course, or maybe things your dad or a friend has taught you.  This isn't the first time you've been looking for a proven way to protect yourself, is it?  And yet, with everything you know, why don't you feel the level of confidence, power, and control you're looking for?

Why hasn't that happened for you yet?

When will that happen?  How many techniques or martial arts can one person learn, and over how many months or years until they're at the point where you want to be - especially when, considering that you never know when the violence will come, you can't afford to wait to be ready for it?  Why are you still searching for more things to learn?  Why aren't you at the level of skill, ability, and knowledge where you want to be, right now...today?

I know how hard it is to sift through all the information and "magic bullet" offers out there, because I've been studying and researching violence and how to deal with it for over 40 YEARS!  This doesn't include the actual experienced gained at the hands of bullies and a violent stepfather growing up, in the military, or on the streets as a police officer, private investiagator, and security specialist - seeing, and often dealing with all the ways lowlifes, thugs, and violent monsters  can terrorize and abuse their fellow human beings.

Between the martial arts guys teaching ancient styles as though you lived in 13th or 15th century Japan, China, or Korea...

...the instructors throwing programs at you with technique after techniques, after technique (did I mention even more techniques) at you as though you could actually memorize all of that stuff (hint: you only need to learn a handful of principles and concepts, and have a some technique models to show you examples of how they work, to be successful!)...

...or, even better still... the so-called self-defense Gurus who have that perfect, magical, all-powerful ONE technique that will have you ready to take down any attacker, coming at you with anything... in 30 minutes or less after learning it. (Talk about pandering to the lazy people!)...

...it can be difficult to know what's right, what works, and who to trust... but also... what you really need.

I know that most serious people do not want to have to spend the 4 decades, or the over $250,000 that I have to learn what they need to by trial and error.

The reality is that, if you're an upstanding citizen who doesn't hang out in bad areas, associate with thugs (unless you have a job that requires you to), or engage in activities that puts you in places and situations where you're almost guaranteed to run into them...

Violence is Random.  You never know when or where it will occur, what it will look like, or what you're going to need.  So...

...you need to cut to the chase, learn, and focus on exactly what you need based on the what you're most likely to deal with should it occur.

On Top of That...

You need to make sure that you're also aware of, and gaining the skills needed to handle things like:

• How your own brain and body can actually work against you before, during, or after the attack.
• Why fighting like everyone else is the last thing you want to do (because he already knows how to beat that), and...
• How to stay out of jail and defend yourself against the legal system in the aftermath of an attack (something that the "ground-and-pounders" and other sport and battlefield-only guys never teach or prepare you for!)

I know what this is like because these were the things I had to face and make sure were a part of this thing called "self-defense" along the way.  I also learned that, if you screw any of this up, either you better look good in prison clothing, or...

Your family better look good in black at your funeral!

Hi, I'm Jeff Miller.  If you don't know me, you may be wondering right now why you should listen to anything I have to say, or how what I teach is any different from everything else you've encountered (and might have already bought).  And that's a fair question.  In fact...

I wish more serious, self-defense-minded people asked that question.  Especially since, no matter which instructor you choose, the reality is that you're putting your life in their hands until you can do this for yourself!  Have you thought about that?  Because most martial arts and self-defense students have not... and NEITHER have the instructors teaching most of the stuff that's out there.

As for me, I became intimately aware of violence at a very young age.

The earliest memory I have of this kind of immobilizing, heart-pounding, trembling terror is of my mother barring the door of a bedroom that my two sisters and I were cowering behind her in; while my stepfather, a very violent man, was threatening to kill us.

I was only 4 or 5 years old.  My little sisters, 2 and 3 themselves.  My parents were having yet another in a long series of enraged and heated arguments that would be all too common throughout our lives.  My mother said something that blamed us children for whatever the problem was (a tactic I would later come to learn was used to redirect the violence away from her), which sent him storming off to the kitchen, only to return with a huge butcher knife and screaming: "You're always blaming the kids!  I can fix that!  I'll just chop them up and throw them in a trash can.  That'll solve the problem, won't it?!"

This kind of occurrence marked the better part of my childhood because my mother, for whatever reason, refused to leave this monster.  In fact, he was the reason I decided to become a police officer.  And the moment I made that decision, and the vow to grow up to learn what I needed to know so I'd never live in that kind of fear EVER again...

...is forever burned into my memory.

We were living in welfare housing in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania when I was 9 or 10 years old.  It must have been a weekend because we were all home from school.  I was in the kitchen and, again, my parents were upstairs having another one of their "moments."

I tried, as we all did, to stay as far away from the rage and terror as possible and I was doing just that when I heard my mother make one of the sickest sounds I heard at that time.

Trying to sneak a peak toward the staircase, I saw her slowly making her way, step by painful step, down toward the living room.  She was slumped with a sick, pained look on her face, one hand trying to use the railing to keep herself from collapsing down the steps and the other wrapped around her folded midsection.  (This would later be reframed, starting with what was told to hospital staff as, "she fell down the stairs.")

I was paralyzed with fear, confusion, and not knowing what to do for fear that that rage would come for me.

I watched, shaking but unable to move as she made her way to the middle of the living room floor before she slowly lowered herself to the floor, gingerly laid herself down on her back and, looking up at me... stopped moving.  And, over the course of what seemed like hours, I watched her lay still, then move and moan, only to stop again.  As a child, even though her eyes were still open and staring blankly at me... I thought she was merely falling asleep.

Now I know better.  She was actually bleeding internally with her spleen shredded by a rib that he had broken when he slammed his huge, brutal, and uncaring fist into her.

Finally she woke and turned to me and, with the faintest voice said, "Jeff, go get help."

With that, I bolted out the door and ran to a neighbor's house to plead for help for my mother who I could only describe as lying on the floor hurt and not moving.  Watching the aftermath of him going from not caring as my mother's friend got her out of the house, to him panicking because of her almost dying from massive internal bleeding caused by him, to him going right back to his normal self as soon she was out of the woods triggered an anger within me that caused me to make two vows to myself:

1. When I grew up I was going to learn everything I could to never again live in that kind of fear EVER again.  And...

2. I was going to become a police officer so I could protect others so the monsters couldn't hurt them like this one was hurting HIS own family!

But in the process of trying to do this - trying to fulfill those desires - I hit a wall, where what I thought was supposed to be the keys to the kingdom, so to speak... ended up teaching what was wrong with the logic itself.

Both as a police officer, and in trying to gain the skills, knowledge, and ability to live a safe, secure, fearless life.

Remember what I said earlier?  I know what violence is, and have been intimately familiar with it, and the monsters we're trying to protect ourselves from, from a very early age.

I also know what it's like to go from program to program, trying to find something that matched the reality of what I knew - the kind of attacks I knew I needed to be able to handle - and the reality that I wasn't looking to be a fighter, didn't have the need be the toughest guy on the block, or didn't need to win some kind of prize for beating someone up, validate my existence, and get my 15 minutes of fame.

But that's what I experienced.

Every system seemed to focus on a certain aspect of self-defense or, more often... fighting.

Some focused primarily on punching a kicking, but not enough on situations where you were grabbed. (And even then... seriously!)

Others played the grappling game, but then there were rules about where you could hit or grab (as if your attacker is going to follow some rules, or there'd be a ref there to step in if someone broke the rules)...

Everyone talked a good show when it came to self-defense, but it was blatantly obvious that most didn't have a clue about what real self-defense was all about.  All they knew and cared about was their beliefs, style, or approach and not about how someone who didn't want to lose his job, go to jail, or become a monster himself could actually protect themselves and those they cared about... without potentially losing everything they cared about in the process!

It wasn't until I accidentally stumbled on the self-protection and life mastery system known as Ninjutsu (pronounced 'Neen-joo-tsoo').

Now, before you roll your eyes back in your head so far they're stuck there for life, or make some remark about "Ninja Turtles" or this or that Ninja movie you saw that "shows just how fake this crap is."  All I have to say is...

If you believe the movie image of a black-clad Ninja dressed in black "pajama's," taking on hordes of thugs and killers with guns, armed with nothing but a sword and throwing stars...

Then you probably believe in the guy wearing a blue body suit with his underwear outside his clothes, sporting a red "S" on his chest and a red blanket on his back, who flies around saving people all day!

Seriously.  If that's the case, this is MOST definitely NOT for you!

I have to admit that I had much of the same feelings when I first saw a book advertised way back in 1980 with a black hooded masked face on the cover.  Except back then there were no movies, no Ninja Turtles, and no one running around calling this or that thing "Ninja."  As a federal cop, what I saw was a terrorist and thought...

"...man, people will buy and sell anything!"

But, it wasn't until I bumped into that first article on the system, an excerpt from the same book I had been rolling my own eyes at, that I knew that this was exactly what I has been looking for all those years.

How Did I Know?

To answer that, let me ask you something?

What Would Your Life Look Like If You Not Only Knew The Things You Needed to Know, But Also...

What would it feel like if you could live a more relaxed, carefree life, even in the face of aggressive and potentially dangerous people...

Because you could assess situations and already knew the best course of action... BEFORE you needed to take it.

How would others see you if they knew, without a doubt, that they wouldn't be safer with anyone other than you, or anywhere other than where you were?

What would it feel like to know that you could see danger coming, and could disappear from it before it ever had a chance to touch you? (No, not with movie magic smoke bombs... but proven evasion tactics!)

How much confidence, power, and control would you have if you were able to control your attacker's perceptions so that he never knew what you were capable of, what "style" you knew, or what technique you were whipping on him... until it was TOO LATE!

I know first hand what your sense of confidence, power, and control would be.  And I also know how you would also be controlling not only your attacker's perceptions, but also those of witnesses and the law so that you could avoid the serious legal troubles that martial artists and fighters find themselves in all the time.

Remember, this is just one aspect of your life, but...

When You Get This Part Handled, Your Experience of Life, and the Experience of Those Who Look to You For Safety and Protection, Will Feel Easier, Lighter, and Better.

Because you can relax and focus on success in other areas of your life, knowing that you have this one taken care of for good!

A Complete first stage personal protection program for evading, countering, and defending against the most common attacks you'll encounter.  Designed for the needs of the 21st Century Warrior and Hero-Protector in mind; and backed by over 2,000 years of proven, time-tested techniques, tactics, and strategies, and field-tested by me and many of my students against real-world, violent attackers on Today's streets...

Where It Counts Most!