"Seandainya di depan mataku ini ada tembok berwarna putih, lalu Muhammad mengatakan bahwa tembok itu berwarna hitam, maka aku akan bohongkan mataku, dan akan kukatakan bahwa tembok itu berwarna hitam!". (perkataan Abu Bakar radhiallahu anhu, dinukil dari ceramah sejarah Nabi, oleh Khalid Basalamah)

25 Maret 2010

Different ways to online monetize

It can be very confusing when you first start out trying to make money online. There are so many choices, so much information and if you’re not careful you can end up spending more than you earn. Obviously you want to get on with earning without wasting your time and money. The information is intended as a guide only, and must be used based on your own due diligence. You must make up your own mind about what’s right for you. Top Tip: Some people seem to make money very quickly on the internet but it doesn’t always happen overnight.

16 Maret 2010

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11 Maret 2010

Rewards platform for youths survey

Have you ever heard about Youthsays?! What is Youthsays.com? YouthSays.com is a REWARDS platform for youths. Members of YouthSays.com consist of youths (aged 15 – 35) from all over the Southeast Asia region. Membership is FREE & currently open to youths from Malaysia, Vietnam, Indonesia, Philippines and Singapore.

05 Maret 2010

The Undead Hordes

Somewhere near the beginning of time, Mortis, that name which now causes even the most stout-hearted to tremble, was the goddess of Life. She ruled the elder race with her husband, Gallean, and they were as one being, such was their devotion to each other. But Wotan, god of the Mountain Clans, coveted the glorious lands of Mortis and Gallean. Certain that only by severing the bond between Mortis and her consort would he be able to wrest control of the lands, Wotan transformed himself into a wolf and tore out the heart of Gallean. With godly might, he hurled the still-beating heart into the sun, that it would never be recovered. But Mortis, in her grief, followed the heart, and was consumed by fire…

The Legions of The Damned

Long ago, before evil sundered even the heavens, the Highfather looked upon the beauty of the angel Bethrezen and granted him the divine right to create the world, which was to be called Nevendaar. And Bethrezen did. His world was magnificent, and its inhabitants wanted for nothing. But rancor grew among the lesser angels who, in a pique of jealousy and rage, sowed disharmony and ill-will among the hitherto peaceful tribes of Nevendaar.

When the Highfather looked down upon Nevendaar, he was aghast. Where was the harmony that Bethrezen had promised? Where were the endless green pastures? The Highfather saw only suffering and strife; the green pastures were scorched black by ceaseless wars.

Nevendaar was to be the Highfather’s pride and joy, but Bethrezen had betrayed him. The Highfather’s fury shook the heavens. Bethrezen would be punished…

After 6,000 years of imprisonment in chaos, Bethrezen’s earthly minions – the Legions of the Damned – created a breach in their master’s dungeon. All that remained was to perform the final ritual that would grant Bethrezen unbridled freedom. But the Highfather, in his infinite mercy, revealed the location of the abominable ritual to the Empire and the Mountain Clans.

The Legions of the Damned were trapped in their mountain temple, and the secret rune wisdom inscribed on the door would ensure that they would remain there for ten years.

Now, that ten years has passed, and the Legions are free to perform the rites that will free Bethrezen once and for all…

The Mountain Clans

Living quietly atop the highest peaks of Nevendaar, the Mountain Clans had always kept to themselves. Not out of malice or ill-will. It was simply their nature not to meddle in the affairs of men. But with the discovery of new iron mines south of Timoric, the production of Dwarven crafts drastically increased. Supply must meet demand, and the lowland people demanded the quality of iron goods that only the Dwarves could produce. And the pride of the Dwarves would not allow the world to be deprived of their magnificent craftsmanship.

And then Memnor, that oldest and wisest of Dwarves, had a dream that boded ill for all of the Mountain Clans. The word went out, carried along the cold thin air of the Dwarven heights, that Memnor himself would announce his prophecy from the summit of the Griffin Heights.

The mines stopped production, and the loud clanging of hammer and anvil was replaced by the weak but commanding voice of Memnor. Pale and trembling, his voice traveled easily over the cold thin mountain air. He spoke of the Ragnarok: the great destruction. The end of the world was coming, said Memnor. These words, so calmly spoken, would have created a frenzy of laughter among the skeptical Dwarves had any but Memnor uttered them. But there was only dreadful hush. Even the icy winds – those gusts that strike pride in the hearts of Dwarves – fell silent.

The salvation of the Mountain Clans resided in the knowledge of the runes, said Memnor. But all knew that the knowledge of the runes had been long-forgotten, and the scholars who might interpret them lay buried in their icy tombs…

From the abode of the dead they came forth – nameless, faceless, merciless horrors. Hastily assembled bands of heroes ventured into Hela’s forsaken realm in search of the Runes of Wisdom. What they encountered there no mortal can say; but what they discovered upon their return has already been carved in stone that future generations will never forget. The shambling corpse-men of the fleshless goddess Mortis had marched upon the Dwarven heights. Their once proud kingdom now lay barren and scorched before their sullen eyes.

Valkyries saddled on their winged steeds descended from Wotan’s domain in search of the fallen. This was the Wolf-Age, for in these dire times gods were created and heroes were made; and the carrion wolves fed upon the weak. The King himself was slain, and with him many of his most courageous warriors.

Despairing but not defeated, the Mountain Clans moved deep into the underground city of Svatalfaheim. Here, it is said, they patiently wait for their fallen warriors to return.

The Empire

An entire generation has been raised without knowledge of the Empire’s Golden Age, when their ancestors lived peacefully alongside the Mountain Clans, and there was harmony in every far-flung corner of the land. The Golden Age reached back long into the past, but for this generation, fed on fear, and lulled to an anxious sleep by the dire prophecies of the Elders, it is a mythical time.

“The accursed angel, riding his fiery steed, will curse the land, and the poisoned soil shall harvest beasts and demons.”

For this generation, these words mark the beginning of the Empire’s history. Everything before is a fantasy. Shortly after the Elders pronounced that the time of the prophecy was nigh, an infernal rift ripped through the length of the Empire. The “beasts and demons” of the prophecy poured forth. The Great Wars had begun. No strategies or tactics, no heroes, no glorious tales of battle have come down to us. Perhaps there were none. As the survivors tell it, it was only be sheer force of the Soul and Arm that the Empire succeeded in sealing the gate to Hell.

N o w, ten long years have passed. Famine and plague ravage the once fastidiously tilled lands of the Empire. While the young people fashion new scabbards for their gleaming swords, the Elders merely look skyward, to the Highfather. Surely he would never allow such horrors to once again plague his favored land? But this favored land is now torn apart by internal strife. Petty nobles and brigand lords have established their own empires. Thousands of years in the making, the once proud and united Empire is but a distant memory. The King, having lost his consort and only son during the wars, languishes in self-imposed isolation in his castle’s highest tower.

What did the Highfather demand of his subjects? Blood, it seemed. For it is in these dire times that the unholy enemies of the Empire struck anew…

02 Maret 2010

Trend of Naruto

Naruto, the best anime and successfully had circulated in Indonesia. Before Naruto boom, had also had the famous anime Dragon Ball, but then because there was no sequel series, Dragon Ball was sinking.

Why Naruto is booming in Indonesia?! Ninja cartoon figure who was indeed very funny stick in the mind of children. Her story is an isolated childhood in the village of Konoha for being "kept" monster in the body of the nine tail fox. Then along with that growth came to know some friends who then jointly studied in the village of Konoha ninja.

Various kinds of lessons and experiences in facing the enemy is always faced by Naruto. What's interesting is the story of Naruto, Naruto mortal enemy who was a childhood friend who also grew into warriors a powerful ninja, Sasuke. Strengths of each character in the anime Naruto so appealing small children.

Various versions of the story of Naruto has been featured in Yousaytoo, ranging from full Naruto 1 to Naruto Shippuden summarized in the writings of blogs from various countries and languages.

The exotic Uluwatu Bali

Pura Luhur Uluwatu or Uluwatu Temple is a temple located in the region Pecatu Village, Kuta District, Badung, Bali, Indonesia. What was interesting to see here is a temple that stands firmly on the rocks that jutted into the sea with a height of about 50 meters. In the late afternoon while enjoying the beautiful sunset, you can watch dance performances of the famous Bali up to foreign countries, Kecak dance.

Officially known as the Pura Luhur Uluwatu, yes it's real name: "Luhur" means "something that comes from God" while the "Temple" can be broken into "ulu" which means "land of the end" and "watu" means "rock" in the language ancient.

Very aggressive. Monkeys in this place is very aggressive. Several local and foreign tourists often "stolen" by these monkeys. Ranging from mobile phones, sunglasses, hats, even wallet also taken by force. So be carefull!

Pura Luhur Uluwatu regarded as one of the six most important temples in Bali (along with Pura Besakih, of course!). Its location in the south central area west of the island These are considered Gods protect Bali from evil spirits from the sea.