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		<description><![CDATA[Dijual Tanah 1 Hektar Bersertifikat Hak Milik Di Cisanea, Baregbeg &#8211; Ciamis, Jawa Barat, Indonesia Terletak Jalan lintas Ciamis &#8211; Cirebon, bagi yang berminat hubungi Nurul Hadi &#38; Tachsin, d/a Jl. Jend Sudirman No. 7, Blkg Kantor PLN Ciamis, Kontak via HP : 081324668722<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tachsin.wordpress.com&amp;blog=765232&amp;post=170&amp;subd=tachsin&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:left;">Terletak Jalan lintas Ciamis &#8211; Cirebon, bagi yang berminat hubungi Nurul Hadi &amp; Tachsin, d/a Jl. Jend Sudirman No. 7, Blkg Kantor PLN Ciamis, Kontak via HP : 081324668722</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Story of the Genie The spirits amongst us are often called Demons, Ghost, Genie or even Devil (shetan), and some of them are called, Human Soul, Sang hyiang etc. Those spirits would appear on how we believe in, because they can either be truth or untruth to some people. In the real world, spirits don&#8217;t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tachsin.wordpress.com&amp;blog=765232&amp;post=165&amp;subd=tachsin&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="style22" align="justify"><strong>Story of the Genie </strong></p>
<p align="justify">The spirits amongst us are often called Demons, Ghost, Genie or even Devil (shetan), and some of them are called, Human Soul, Sang hyiang etc. Those spirits would appear on how we believe in, because they can either be truth or untruth to some people.<br />
In the real world, spirits don&#8217;t eat human flesh (body) like in the movies or films. In fact it was caused by our fright, panic and shock that brought us to the death. Old people said &#8220;to do evil-work, the spirits should use other substances such as the things, animals, humans, stones and even trees.&#8221;<br />
Some others also said that the dead people could haunt the living creatures, but in our faith, human souls should not return to Earth after their deaths, for we call those spirits as Qarins, the spirits that were born along with us, they could become the good or bad spirits, it depends on our deeds on Earth. Here below we had some scary stories based on true occasions that happened to myself and close friends and wrapped in jokes.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>The Bean Fruit Or Jengkol ( Pithecolobium ) Odor Chased Away The Demon. </strong></p>
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<p>This story happened back in 2006 in &#8220;Wisma Kasih Sayang&#8221;, there was one of occupants exorcized by a demon. The woman shouted all time and talked in Arabic language with no certain purpose. One of my friends came forward, he took a glass of water, said same words of prayer, drank, gargled and he then spat out all water from his mouth to the face of exorcized person repeatedly, she rapidly became silent. My other friend asked to the person with his great curiosity.</p>
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<p align="justify">You seem to be O.K. now, I wonder if you have been healed up by him, because you are so silent and calm?</p>
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<div>I think, silence is better, and it is absolutely important.</div>
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<p align="justify">Wow.!! I am fully pretty sure that his magic words have already driven out the demon from your body.</p>
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<p align="justify">Oh..no..no..no! the water came out from his mouth, it was very stink, and I smelt odor of bean fruit (jengkol odor), wheeh.!! very disgusting.</p>
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<p align="justify">Once again the jengkol odor won a battle against the demon.<span class="style87"><a href="http://tachsin.wordpress.com/wp-admin/#SA"></a></span></p>
<p align="justify"><strong>Having Affection Or Facing Horror </strong></p>
<p align="justify">Back to 1991 in Copenhagen, one day my friend (a driver) came to office with his right-bruised-leg, and we knew he walk lamely. We questioned him about what happened. He told us because his boss family travelled to abroad, the boss wanted him to sleep nearby.</p>
<p align="justify">it&#8217;s not secret for us all that both men were afraid of spirits such as ghost, genie, demon etc.</p>
<p align="justify">Unfortunately that night, my friend dreamt of a beatiful angel and they kissed each other, meanwhile his boss&#8217; dream was a scary nightmare, pursued by a demon. So the story turned funny, as one wanted to embrace and kissed, whilst the other ran away to escape from demon pursuit, at the end boss woke up and hit my friend&#8217;s leg with baseball stick.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>Overtime Job Disturbed the Genie </strong></p>
<p align="justify">During Mr. TN. as a ruler at the Office in Jeddah, it was often we should work overtime, sometimes we had to go to office during midnight time. That night I got phonecall because a job waited for me. I didn&#8217;t feel right that night, I looked my watch; it was 23.30 Saudi Time. Strange feeling was not because I stayed in Syarrafeyah District that took 10 kms long to the office at Al-Rehab District, but I went anyway. Coming to the office, there were no lights from ground to second floor, I rushed  out and had no time turn on the lights. About one meter to my room, I heard the door in front of me is hit by huge man, it caused the room trembling like stricken by earthquake. I then saluted &#8220;Assalamu&#8217;alaikum&#8221;, suddenly all became silent and calm. After finishing my job, I met my friend at the ground floor, he asked me about what happened up there. So I believed everything was true. On my way home by taxi, I thought if the creature really showed his face; I had run hysterically.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>The Fake Ghost Got TKO (Technical Knock-Out) Punch By His Deed </strong></p>
<p align="justify">This story began in 1985 when I was still in Senior High School. My Mom asked me to buy some kerosene to the nearest shop, unfortunately electricity went black-out in whole house-complex that time, After I bought the kerosene, I walked steadily through the bamboo trees; suddenly a creepy creature covered all over by white clothes jumped in front of me with the screech sound &#8220;wooooo&#8230;waaa, kik..kik&#8230;, hik.hi..hik, hik.hik&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..hik..hik&#8230;.!&#8221;, I shrieked &#8220;waww&#8230;!&#8221;, but in my fear, I impulsively punched the face of that creature. The creature fell down and shouted &#8220;I give up, I give up&#8221;.<br />
When I uncovered the white clothes, I then laughed because the creature was nonetheless &#8220;my friend who wanted to have fun by scaring others, and his nose was bleeding &#8220;. I then advised him not to do the same thing, specifically to old ones because it would cause to people&#8217;s death if they had heart-attack.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>The Decayed Eggs Startled The Demon </strong></p>
<p align="justify">This story happened to one of my uncle neighbours. His neighbours was often told in being exorcized by demon and bothering other neighbours, in his exorcism threatened people nearby to serve him some delicious food &#8212; otherwise he would spread decease to all villagers.<br />
One day at the same occasion in act of exorcism, my uncle came to the exorcized person&#8217;s house, and asked what kind food should be served now. The person commanded to give him some boiled eggs. My uncle left the room and returned with a bowl fulfilled by some boiled eggs. The being told person ate the eggs, one by one, until he suddenly vomited them all from his mouth, he next shouted &#8220;Who dare to give me some decayed eggs!&#8221; my uncle just laughed and told to others that the exorcisms in whole time were actually fake. He told to the person; some of those eggs were actually decayed. The lesson had taught him the meaning of honesty.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>Curiosity On Demon Appearance </strong></p>
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<p>At lunch time, I and three other colleagues discussed about demon. My female-colleague asked us about the demon appearance.</p>
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<p align="justify">Why don&#8217;t we have an ability see demon clearly?</p>
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<div>There is something you shall be thankful to Allah!</div>
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<p align="justify">What is the reason in it?</p>
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<p align="justify">Because some demons like to stay on dirty places such as toilet holes or sewers, so imagine if you squat to defecate or urinate, then you abruptly see a demon head come out from toilet hole with his staring eyes to watch you, will you normally be comfortable!</p>
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<p align="justify">At the end, we all laughed to imagine how hard and funny if the occasion really happened to our female-colleague during her time in toilet.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>SOS From A Ghost </strong></p>
<p align="justify">It happened when I was age of 9. During the dusk time, I and three other friends where in a garden, caught and collected some crickets. Suddenly I killed a niffy beetle, as it really disturbed me. Few minutes later, I heeded someone begging for help, it was certainly like a voice from old granny, it seemed she talked to me so close, she uttered &#8220;Boy helps me (Jang tulungan)&#8221; repeatedly. I looked around, there were no others except us.</p>
<p align="justify">I then asked my friends if they heard the same ting, they all nodded, I swiftly shouted and commanded &#8220;run&#8230;run&#8230;..run, ghost&#8230;ghost&#8230;.ghost!&#8221;<br />
Everytime we flashed that occasion in mind we always laughed together because that time we did something impossible in our lives; as we reflexively jumped so high over fences and wide channel that we could not do in normal condition and full awareness.</p>
<p align="justify"><strong>Is It Such As This Face? </strong></p>
<p align="justify">The story was actually experienced by one of my friends from Celebes Island. The story happened in his village, that night he just returned from a town, time showed 01.30 in the morning, and to reach his home, he should pass a football field near public cemetery. In the middle football field, there was a creature like an old man sat and his face was covered by a huge farmer hat.</p>
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<div>Don&#8217;t you be afraid in the middle of nowhere and during this creepy hour, you sit alone?</div>
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<div>I lately heard a ghost haunt all villagers, and it did not have a face at all, let&#8217;s go home.</div>
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<div>Opened his huge hat and said with his nasal sound &#8220;Hi..son, Is it such as this face!&#8221;</div>
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<p align="justify">When my friend saw at the creature face, he chaotically ran for life without looking back, because there was the ghost with no face in presence.<br />
<em>It doesn&#8217;t matter you either believe in this story or not, the essence is that we are having fun (anyhow I certainly got hair raising when he told the story). </em></p>
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<p align="left"><strong>Tips from old wisemen:</strong></p>
<p align="justify">When cockroaches, centipedes including any creepy insects, mice, rats, snakes or even bad spirits appear in your home, you just throw some rough salt around the place &#8212; they are used to be seen. It doesn&#8217;t kill them, but those salt just make them uncomfortable.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[True love means spouse’s loyalty to end of life Kald det kærlighed kald det lige hvad du vil ÅhhhuuuÅhh der findes ingen ord ingen ord der helt slår til så kald det lige hvad du vil Vi to kan overleve næsten alt undtagen det der aldrig rigtig blev fortalt Tag mig ikke som et gidsel [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tachsin.wordpress.com&amp;blog=765232&amp;post=164&amp;subd=tachsin&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div class="post-body entry-content">Kald det kærlighed<br />
kald det lige hvad du vil<br />
ÅhhhuuuÅhh<br />
der findes ingen ord<br />
ingen ord der helt slår til<br />
så kald det lige hvad du vil</p>
<p>Vi to kan overleve næsten alt<br />
undtagen det der aldrig rigtig blev fortalt<br />
Tag mig ikke som et gidsel<br />
tag mig helt og ikke halvt<br />
for at elske rigtigt<br />
skal jeg være nøgen<br />
den drøm der kun forbli&#8217;r en drøm, den er en løgn</p>
<p>Call it love<br />
Call what you really want<br />
Ahhhuuuahh<br />
There can not be found such word<br />
No word that wholly describes it<br />
So call it what ever you really want</p>
<p>We both can survive on almost everything<br />
Except something, it must never be spoken<br />
Don’t take me as a hostage<br />
Take me as a whole and not half of them<br />
For to have a truly love I shall be naked<br />
The dream only becomes a dream, There is a lie</p>
<div>The above lyrics are taken from Lars Lilholt’s song called “Kald det kærlighed”, one of my favorite Danish singers. In other part lyrics, he also mentioned that the difference between “love and hate; it is just a thin line”. As the anger comes, we fail to remember all kindness and proclaim as the right one of all.<br />
For the trustworthiness is something rare at the present time, therefore I would like to share the below articles, hopefully it could help anyone out there understand how important love and trust should be as a couple. Betrayal, hatred and rage are merely parts of Satan’s persuasion that bring us to most evil devastation.</div>
<div><strong>Man Awakens From 19-Year Coma<br />
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A railway worker who emerged from a 19-year coma woke to a radically altered Poland and is learning to adapt to his new life, Polish media reported.He didn&#8217;t come out of his coma until Sunday June 3 2007 when he opened his eyes to see his devoted wife Gertruda&#8217;s face looking at him. She cared for him all through his coma. Mr. Grzebski was given only about two years to live after he slipped into unconsciousness in 1988 and <a href="http://www.trap17.com/forums/Was-t51665.html&amp;mode=linearplus" target="_top">doctors</a> discovered he had a tumor on his brain. But he remained in <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsHvXK0XLHM/SgLiKYAJJqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XgRwcjS556U/s1600-h/jangrzebski01.jpg"><img style="float:left;width:244px;cursor:hand;height:183px;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsHvXK0XLHM/SgLiKYAJJqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XgRwcjS556U/s320/jangrzebski01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>good <a href="http://www.trap17.com/forums/Was-t51665.html&amp;mode=linearplus" target="_top">health</a> due to the tireless efforts of his saintly wife Gertruda. She fed and washed her husband&#8217;s motionless body every day and moved him every hour to prevent bedsore <a href="http://www.trap17.com/forums/Was-t51665.html&amp;mode=linearplus" target="_top">infections</a>.<br />
&#8220;I wake up at 7 a.m. and I watch TV,&#8221; Jan Grzewski, 65, told TVN24 Television over the weekend, smiling slightly as he lay in bed at his home in the northern city of Dzialdowo.&#8221;I could not talk or do anything, now it&#8217;s much better,&#8221; he said in a weak but clear voice, some two months emerging from his coma.<br />
Wojciech Pstragowski, a rehabilitation specialist, said Grzewski was shocked at the changes in Poland&#8217;s economy — especially its stores: &#8220;He remembered shelves filled with mustard and vinegar only&#8221; under communism.Poland shed communism in 1989 and has developed democracy and a market economy.In 1988, Grzewski fell into a coma after he was injured attaching two train carriages. Doctors also found cancer in his brain and said he would not live, according to the local daily Gazeta Dzialdowska.When doctors could do no more, Grzewski&#8217;s wife Gertruda took him home and cared for him, Gazeta said.&#8221;I would fly into a rage every time someone would say that people like him should be euthanized, so they don&#8217;t suffer,&#8221; she told Gazeta. &#8220;I believed Janek would recover,&#8221; she said, using an affectionate version of his name.Last year, she noticed that he was trying to speak, Gazeta said. He returned to the hospital and came out of the coma some two months ago.&#8221;At the start, his speech was very unclear, now it is improving daily,&#8221; Pstragowski said. &#8220;If he continues to make such progress, he will soon be able to walk.&#8221;"I am sure that without the dedication of his wife, the patient would not have reached us in the (good) shape that he did,&#8221; Pstragowski said.</div>
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TV ads and fashion are all new concepts for Jan. He is amazed at the colorful streets and the goods, and says the world is a much prettier place now.</div>
<div>These are just some of the world events that he missed while he was sleeping:</div>
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<div>1989 &#8211; Soviet troops pull out of Afghanistan</div>
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<div>The personal computer (PC) was launched for public purpose 1989</div>
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<div>Berlin wall comes down 1990</div>
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<div>First digital mobile phone call 1991</div>
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<div>First Gulf War 1993</div>
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<div>Bill Clinton becomes US president 1997</div>
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<div>Princess Diana dies in Paris crash 2001</div>
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<div>September 11, 2003</div>
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<div>Second Gulf War</div>
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<div>Etc</div>
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<div>The wife who never gave up on him said she cried and prayed a lot throughout the long and lonely coma years. &#8220;Those who came to see us kept asking, &#8216;When is he going to die?&#8217; But he&#8217;s not dead,&#8221; Gertruda said. Delighted that her Ian has now rejoined the world, she added: &#8220;This is my reward for all the care, faith and love.&#8221;</div>
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Husband&#8217;s love, care help end 30-yr coma</strong></div>
<div>A Chinese woman has awakened from a 30-year coma and doctors give much of the credit to her husband&#8217;s constant love and care, officials in Beijing say.<br />
Zhao Guihua of E&#8217;zhou in Hubei province lapsed into a coma three decades ago after an accident. After two operations, her husband, Chen Dulin, took over and cared for her the rest of the way, the China Daily reported.<br />
Then, quite unexpectedly, she woke up. Doctors say Zhao&#8217;s blood pressure and heart and lungs are stable.<br />
Chen is now 77 and recently was selected as one of the province&#8217;s model husbands. And he&#8217;s still talking every day to the love of his life.</div>
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