His Twin Brother is A Snake

R went back to Keningau last weekend. R was in his restaurant when Ola dropped by. He ordered a black coffee. Suddenly Ola's handphone rang. His wife called him and told him that their son's twin brother which is a snake return to their house to play with Sam their 6 year old child.

Intrigued by this whole event, R informed Ola, if the snake brings luck, he would like to see it and asked if it would come to his house.R's house is located about 12 Km away from ola's house.

So Ola hurried home.

Sure enough the snake was on the Sam's mattress, all coiled up, resting comfortably. Sam, who had been playing with the snake when it arrived, told Ola that his snake twin brother also wanted a set of school uniform to go to school just like him who is going to school early next year. Ola was almost in tears as he heard that. He said to his snake son "I am not working son. If I have extra rezeki (wealth), I will give you, my son. If you really want it, maybe R can help".

Almost 7 years ago, his son Sam was born. Being born with him was a snake, about 6 inch long, black in color, and the snake had a red mark on his left head. While Sam had red mark on his right head. For a few days after the snake was born, Ola took tender care of it, feeding him with fresh egg. The egg was placed standing up right and its top was cracked open the reveal the soft part of the egg. The snake would stick out its tongue and licked the soft part of the egg till it finished. The snake was almost unseparatable from his human twin brother. Wherever his brother was, it can be found next to him.

Then one day a shaman came over to his house. He said to Ola that, truly the snake is his own son but he came from another dimension and not of this world. He advised Ola to release it to the wild so it could return to its world.

Ola then took the snake to a forest where it was near to a spring water. He gave the snake a fresh egg for it to feed on and said to him. "Son, you are truly my own flesh and blood, but you don't belong in this world. You make your mother uncomfortable and you cannot live with us. Go to your world now, and visit us sometimes whenever you feel like it".

After the snake had finished feasting on the egg, slowly it slithered away from Ola and dissappeared into the forest.

Ola thought it was the last time he saw it but as if by magic, the snake returned to visit his son Sam. Ola knew it was the same snake as it has the same red mark on his head. But it's much longer now and bigger. It's about 3 feet long.

That night Ola had a dream. His snake son came to him and said "Dear father, it's not that you don't have rezeki, but you have given it to other people."

Ola replied that he only gave it to R, and if he really wanted he could come and see R. The snake then showed Ola a Quranic Verse in a frame and asked his father to read. Off course Ola couldn't read.

The next morning, Ola came to R's house around 10.15 am. He informed R about his snake son might come to R's house that day to visit him. But he couldn't be sure if it really would come or not. When he was in R's house he noticed that the Quranic Verse in his dream was on the wall of R's dining room. It was Verse of 1000 Dinar. He then said to R, that was what he saw last night in his dream, but he couldn't read it as he is not a Muslim and he never learn to read the Quran.

That morning Ola and R waited for the snake to come at his R's house. Around 11.30 a.m, R then went outside of his house to clean his windows, while Ola was sitting in the living room watching TV. While R was cleaning the windows, then all of sudden he saw a black snake slithering towards his direction. R said to the snake "You finaly come? Are you bringing luck and rezeki to me? If you do I welcome it, and I woill be able to give you more than what you asked". The snake raised his head to looked at R. He saw clearly the red mark on his left head. After a moment of silence looking at R, the snake lowered his head, and slithered away towards the direction of the spring water which can be found behind R's house. This spring water magically appeared behind R's house a few years ago.

R then went back into the house and said to Ola that Sam's twin brother had come. Ola replied that he knew he was present but just could't be sure of his whereabouts. "It's good that it came, now that he knew this house", said R. R said to Ola that if the snake bring luck to him, he would be willing to give anything it desired and not just a school uniform.

As for Ola he could only give the school uniform to Sam. If he works again, and has extra cash, he will provide the school uniform to his snake son.

{The End}

A Dead Tree on Top of a Hill

Amnh and Eve from Sarawak were here 2 days ago to attend a course. Since Amnh showed a little interest in my activity of spirit hunting, I thought why not show her a taste of the real thing in Kota Kinabalu.

Smn had told me once about a dead tree on top of a hill near King Fisher Park. He told me many people had tried to cut it down but those who tried had suffered misfortune, health problem and even death. He wanted me to check it out. He drew me a map of the direction of the hill.

That day after course I invited Amnh and Eve to go for dinner at Gayang, a seafood restaurant in Tuaran. I asked M and R to join the dinner as well, so that I could introduce them to Amnh, and she could understand their characters and their capabilties.

M picked us up around 7.15 pm and we drove off to Gayang. M was driving the car, while I was seated at the front passenger seat, and R, Amnh and Eve were seated at the rear passenger seat. While driving M informed me about the light she saw on Sierra Cemetery one week ago was no longer there. So I suggested to her to investigate the light before going to gayang Restaurant. She agreed.

The cemetery was located by the roadside and nearing the cemetery, we couldn't see any light coming from the cemetery. It was dark like the night we went there before. So there was no need for us to stop by and investigate, otherwise it could be a valuable and unforgettable experience for Amnh and Eve. We continued our journey to Gayang Restaurant.

Dinner was great, to my liking. I ordered Dry Butter Prawn, Steamed Red Snapper in Nyonya Sauce, Spicy Crab, Siput Tarik and Stir Fry Mixed Vegetables. I enjoyed the dinner although it cost me around RM172.00, but for 5 people it was worth it.

After dinner I told M to take us to King Fisher Park Ujana. Guided by Smn's Map, it was quite easy to locate the hill with a giant dead tree on top. It was situated next to row of houses. Driving throuh a lane in front of the houses I could see the tree from far. We came close to the foot of the hill. The hill was about 150 to 200 feet hihg and it was full of thick bushes and trees. I found out that there was no track leading towards the tree.

I asked R how are we to climb the hill with thick bushes. He just didn't reply. He was engrossed with the hill I guess. While Amnh, I could hear her yawn. Big yawns several times. She was bored, I thought. I guess sprit hunting is not her cup of tea. While Eve, she was very much into it, gazing through the car windows, as if trying to locate any spirit.

While M looking through her rearview mirror, she saw a spirit, at the end of the lane, behind our car, about 15 to 20 metre away. The spirit looked like a young man, thin, in his early 20's. Standing motionless staring at us. But she didn't tell us she saw a spirit at this time. She just kept quite.

Since there was nothing much we could do, we decided that the best thing was to return during day time to figure out how we could climb the hill. So I told M to reverse the car.

She reversed the car slowly and cautiously, but even that she almost hit a van, which was parked by the roadside. Seeing a spirit behind the car I guess she was cautious not to bump into the spirit, otherwise one those who are sitting at the back passenger seat could be possessed by the spirit.

We left the lane safely, and drove back to Kota Kinabalu city centre. Before leaving King Fisher Park, at a corner of a house, R saw a ghost. Quickly he announced "There is a ghost there! Look!" and pointed to the direction where he saw it. M said, "Where is it?". R replied, "Behind the fence". I looked at the house but I couldn't see it. Eve and Amnh looked at it but didn't see anything either. Whereas M, as she was driving fast, she didn't have the chance to look at it.

Amnh then said "I want to sleep" ang gave another big yawn. We must be killing her to boredom.

What R saw was a dark, 25 feet tall entity, short hair, standing and about to move his feet to cross the fence and the street. Maybe he saw us, so he let us passed by. Could M have stopped the car, may be we could investigate further..but M just continued driving...

We dropped Eve and Amnh at their hotel lobby. Eve said to me, "When you come to Kuching we will take you ghost hunting".

Wow. I like the idea.... maybe my team will go to Kuching for spirit hunting. Maybe a different kind of spirit could be found.

The following day, I informed Smn that I have found the tree, but I was unable to climb the hill as there was no track on it and it was full of thick bushes. I need someone to clear up the bush first. Maybe I will hire some Indonesian worker to make a track for me so I could climb the hill one day.

Smn then told me, "A friend of mine told me once that, he saw a giant figure with one leg on top of the hill in King Fisher Park and his other leg on the hill behind University Malaysia Sabah (about 2-3KM away)".

I didn't tell what R saw to Smn. Could what R saw confirm Smn's story?

{The End}

Rampayan Beach, Kota Belud

21.11.2009

We decided to go to Rampayan Beach, Kota Belud. We had been there two weeks ago, scouting for places to meditate. It's a beautiful beach. The beach is sandy, and its clean.



I have never meditated on a beach before. All this while, I experienced meditating on hills, mountains, forests and not forgetting cemetery.

Not sure what to expect tonight. Will there be a diferent kind of spirits trying to make contacts. Sea spirits perhaps? Will Triton or Poseidon's army be attacking us tonight? Or would the Ratu Kidul of the South Sea pay us a visit?

At 6.30 pm Ustaz Is suddenly called. He was at the shopping complex where my office is and he asked me where I was and what I was doing.

I said I was in the office doing my work and invited him to come up to my office. R was also with me and we were going somewhere at 8.30 pm.

He came with H, his foster son, a lecturer working in Sabah.

Ustaz Is is also known as The Terminator. He is a Kasyaf (able to see the spiritual beings) and his technique in dealing with jinns and satans are not like the other Perawat Islam (Islamic Healers) from the various Daruls (Islamic Healer like to use Darul to name their clinics). He doesn't negotiate with the jinns or put the jinn in a bottle or an egg, he only threatens and kills the jinns. I invited him to give a lecture two weeks ago about his techniques. He gave a few techniques how to get rid of the jinns from our bodies. The first technique I call it The Return and the second technique I call it The Toilet. But the most desired technique of how I could kill a jinn instantly and effectively was not given to me. He said I have to get rid of all my Ilmu (knowledge) and cleanse my body before I was able to master the technique. No use giving it to me right now, for sure I wouldn't be able to handle it, he said. Well, getting the two techniques was good enough for me. At least I learnead something.

Ustaz Is and H came up to my office around 7.00 pm.

I told him I was going to Rampayan Beach in Kota Belud that night to see the floating red and blue ball of lights which G had claimed to see. We wanted to see it ourselves.

As I mention about the balls of lights, Ustaz Is said they have arrived. The jinns responsible for the red and blue ball of lights in Rampaian beach had come to my office in that very instant (just like demons in Charmed episodes, they materialised out of nowhere to attack Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Paige). I could sense their arrivals too as suddenly my hair rose up. I didn't asked Ustaz Is how they look like or what they were doing in my office, but loudly I told the jinns to wait for us at Rampayan Beach that night.

Ustaz Is asked me why I must go there, its a waste of time. And sea is full of jinns and satans. And people get rid of their jinns in bottles in rivers which they eventually flow to the sea. And the jinns will make the sea as their new homes.

I said its a hobby of mine, hunting spirits. I wanted to see the spiritual beings myself. I said I have been to forests, cemetery, hills and mountains but I didn't see any glimpse of them. I told him my grandfther had place a fold on my third eye when I was a baby. As a baby I was born with my third eye open and I cried endlessly day and night as the satans and jinns were distrubing me. I asked him how I could get rid of the fold which has been placed by my grandfather to close my third eye.

He said the same technique he taught me, just get rid of it in the toilet and rub some of my urine to my eyes. And as he was telling me this he was cursed by the jinns which was around us that evening. They were furious for telling me the secret. And Ustaz Is had some physical attacks from the jinns, his body swayed left and right like he was avoiding blows from an unseen entity but being an experienced man he managed to withstand the attack.

I could sense their presence too, my hair was rising especially on the back of my right head. At one time, the hairs around my ears were rising, and Ustaz Is, being a Kasyaf, saw something coming out from my ears. I thanked him for the info and did what he told me.

Ustaz Is had a lot of supernatural experiences. Ustaz Is informed me of his experience being attacked by a Dracula in one of the Mosque in West Malaysia. He said the mosque was built by a white man, and it had a church like architecture. One night he slept in the mosque. Lying down, he saw a tall white man towering him. He was scared initially and moved away from the tall figure to another location in the mosque to continue his sleep, then he remembered that he shouldn't be scared to other beings as being afraid of jinns or satans or any other beings other than Allah will lead him to Syiriq, so he moved back to the exact same location, and lay down. The tall white man, then began to sink his fangs into his heart, sucking his blood, until he couldn't move. He called out Allah.... twice, but the blood sucking being didn't release him and he couldn't move. He then recited "La ilaha ill Allah". Only then he was freed by the Dracula....He then he took ablution and prayed. While praying the Dracula flew above him, and it was like a storm inside the mosques with strong winds. His hair was blown to all over the directions....After praying he quickly left the mosque. He said at that time he didn't know how to kill any demons, but after learning the technique he returned to the same mosque and it was pay back time. He killed the dracula.....

We had a good chat. He was lively and passionate in telling me his experiences. And if I had the time we would continue chatting until past midnight.

Around 8.30 pm M came and ready to pick us to go to Kota Belud. We left my office and bid farewell to Ustaz Is and H. I hope to see them again. Myself and R join M, but before going to Kota Belud we dropped by Restaurant Mnh to have dinner. M and R saw spirits on the trees in front of Restaurant Mnh. I could sense we were being followed. And M had trouble focussing on her dinner. I guess they were haunting her. She put aside a little food on the table so they wouldn't be disturbing her anymore. After a while, the disturbances subsided and M said the spirits were no longer on the trees. We left for Kota Belud around 9.50 pm.

We arrived at Rampaiyan Beach, kota Belud just before midnite. M parked her car close to the beach, and we got out and searched for a nice place to put our mats. I wanted to meditate alone and far from M and R. At least 30 meter from each other. But when I suggested the idea to M, her facial expression changed. I guessed she was not ready to meditate alone. So I suggested M to unroll her mat about 1 meter away from mine and R 1 meter away from M.

We unrolled our mats and prepare ourselves. It was close to 12.30 am when we fully settled down and ready to meditate.

I and R quickly go into our Zikir, while M I saw her replying some SMSs before she lay down on her mat. Well let them do their own business, I said.

Around 1.30 am, I saw R, was lying down. I guess he was tired. I was tired too, especially M force me to be awake all the way from Kota Kinabalu to Kota Belud. I didn't have rest before going to Kota Belud. No time for rest after Ustaz Is visited me, we had our dinner, then off to Kota Belud. But I caontinued my Zikir as along as I could.

While reciting my Zikir, I saw like a flash meteorite or ball of fire in the sky. And not just once, I saw it at least 3 times. Over 30-40 minues intervals. I have never seen any meteorites or ball of fires in the sky. This was the first time. But what was it really? Meteorites (falling stars)? And why so many of them? Ust KS, whom once I took a course on Islamic Healing, told me that it is a black magic being sent to someone. If it's in West Malaysia they call it Santau.

The irony is if, it's in Western culture if see a falling star, they tell you to make a wish. Here in Malaysia, if see a falling star and you make a wish, you might get what you don't wish, a black magic than can cause you harm.

About 3.00 am, my body grew tired after reciting Zikir, so I decided to lie down, but still continued my Zikir. I must have fallen into sleep...

Meanwhile M who was about 1 or 2 metre away from me, looked at me and she told me in the morning that she saw a black tall figure towering over me, and looking down at me. I didn't realize that and I was not aware of any entity near me at that time. I must have dozed off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Around 3.30 am, M woke me up. She heard the sound of a cat near her. I didn't hear any sound of cats. Only the sound of the waves and birds I heard. I used my torchlight to see any wild cats nearby, but none to be found. I couldn't see any of thier footprints either. So I urged her to go back to sleep.

Having been woken up, by M, I sat cross down legged and began my meditation. In my meditation I saw two black figures near R, walking past R and headed towards the sea. They were black, as if wearing no clothes, medium size and not that tall, and that what was all I can remember. Who were they?

R on the other hand, told me that he saw a white chicken on the beach, about 10 metre away from where I was located, scratching the sands with its feet, trying to find some food. What was it really? A real chicken or a sprit in disguise?

M recently called her friend regarding the chicken and cat. He told her that usually Balan-balan disguise itself as a chicken. I guess this one is true as I heard that kind of story before. And as for the cat, he said that Pocong usually disguise itself as a cat. Is it true? This one I'm not really sure, as I have never heard it before.

Then around 5.00 am, R and myself had Subuh prayers on the beach. I didn't know the direction of Qiblat as I didn't bring any compass. It was dark so I just prayed my Subuh prayer towards a direction which I thought was correct.

Around 6.00 am, the sun began to shine. We packed our things and a left the beach.

It was a good experience on the beach, peaceful and relaxing. I would love to come back to Rampayan Beach.

Return of The Shaman

After a long disappearance, I stumbled into Dex in Putatan shops last September.

He was having drinks with his friends. I said 'Hi' to him and he was surprised to see me.

He was like the usual himself full of paranormal and mystical stories. He has brought himself a jeep, green in colour, and he has moved to Putatan now, closer to my house. I guess I would be able to see him quite regularly now. I asked him whether he brought his pontianak (vampire) wife to the new house. He said he left her in the old house. Only his bunian wife follows him.

We chatted for awhile, catching up with each other, before I excused myself.

Yesterday, out of the blue he called me. He said he wanted to go to Gunung Emas that night but he was short of cash to buy petrol. He was desparate to borrow some money. He told me he was going to retrieve a stone from the spiritual realm which he said could heal chronic diseases. I agreed to lend him the money, just good enough for him to buy his petrol to enable him to drive up Gunung Emas. But I made him promise to me to take me to the forests with him to meditate. He agreed.

And since I have known the names of the 12 wind masters, he was also willing to teach me how I can summon the 12 wind masters, so that I can learn from them and maybe one day would be able to control the winds. Just like my great grandfather, who used the winds to travel from Java to Malacca, Johore, Singapore, Sarawak, Sabah and Phillippine.

I am not sure whether this could come true or he would keep his words or just like like last time, he would suddenly dissappear. I just keep my fingers crossed.

I also asked Dex why do I meet so many lipan (poisonous centipede)lately. He said they were around me to test me. And when I told R about this he told me just like when I was under Ola's guidance for meditating in Tenom Cemetery, those dogs in the cemetery were the tests for me, and now it's lipan.



Well, I do not dare to conclude anything of what has been happening to me now. I have choosen this path and I must walk on it, even though its filled with unknown obstacles. And I know I will be under attack from being from the spiritual worlds if my ranking in the spritual goes up. I have come to a point of no return, no turning back. Jangan Pandang Belakang. I must continue my spiritual journey. Only Allah The 'Alimu knows all.

I will equipped myself with the necessary knowledge and I tawakkal to Him. My life is up all to Allah and we will all return to Him.

Kota Belud Adventures

14 October 2009

J came to my house for Aidilfitri open house. J had been interested to join my adventures of spirit hunting ever since he heard me doing it. In fact we almost had our chance together when AA proposed to me to meditate in the Pulau Tiga Island (Survivors Season One) after we had our teambuilding night activity called Solo Drop. But AA once again last minute, cancelled his plan, so we didn't go to the forest that night in Pulau Tiga.




J was very experienced, matured man. In his youth, he told me once, he and his friends meditated in Pulau Gaya near the waterfall for seven days, and during one of the nights he certainly heard a jinn coming to him dragging iron chain.......

I wondered what kind of spiritual knowledge that he had, so I asked him recently was it a tareqat group or a silat group (silat is a traditional malay martial arts) that he joined that led him to Pulau Gaya, he said it was a silat group. I asked him whether the silat group still existed till today, he said, yes it still existed. I wondered if he could teach me a thing or two from what he learned in that group...

In my house, we talked about taking a trip to Kota Belud where he said he could show me to a haunted place in Bukit X. He said once a security guard found himself being transported out of the building during his sleep. The place was full of evils he said. I agreed without hesitation to his suggestion, and I told J that I hope to go to Kota Belud in two weeks time.

I told M about this, and I asked M to be prepared. I said we were going to meditate on a hill, and asked M to prepare the right clothing, tools and equipments necessary to meditate outdoor as before this she was never equipped with the right clothings, tools and equipments. Just imagine she wento to Gunung Emas on high heels. And she went to the Sierra Cemetery with round neck short sleeved blouse, slacks and not forgetting her high heels. She'd better be ready this time...

21 October 2009

I met J in a function in Kuala Lumpur, and he asked me about the trip to Kota Belud, whether it was still on or not.

I said it was still on.

He then told me about one practical student, after following some workers working under a big tree in Kota Belud fell sick for one week. He said the student saw something up in the tree, and he went back home frightened and shivering, and then he fell sick.

I planned to investigate the tree after Maghrib prayer, and see if I can see or sense anything there. As for Bukit X, I planned to go to there around midnite and we'll meditate there until dawn.

I told R about this and he was willing to come along.

As for M, she asked me who else would come to join us.

I said may be J's co-workers will be joining us. I could sense that she was not comfortable. So I asked M to invite Rlz. But she said Rlz was going to Kundasang that weekend for Mountain Kinabalu Climbathon and Durian & Cabbage Fiesta. Rlz must be having a good time in Kundasand eating lots of durians and making acquaintances those intenational marathon runners from overseas instead of befriending a shy spirit who seemed to be reluctant to show itself.

24.10.2009

We headed to Kota Belud around 4 pm and reached Kota Belud around 5.30 pm. Upon arriving at Kota Belud we went to the mosque to pray Asar prayer.

After Asar I called J informing that we had arrived and told him our plan. We planned to visit the tree after Maghrib prayer and now we were about to look for hotel. He said hotels in Kota Belud are fully booked due to Tamu Besar. Well, I said lets see how things went that nite, worst case scenario we would just stay in Bukit X. He agreed.

Then we had our dinner at 5.50 pm. I had fried noodles, while R had fried rice and M had soto. After dinner we went to Kota Belud mosque to have our Maghrib prayers.

After Maghrib prayers I called J and he informed me to meet him in the office. We met J at his office. After a quick introduction of my team members R and M, J suggested to me to use his car to go the two locations. We agreed.

Around 7.00 pm, we headed to our first location which was a big tree in Wario where the practical student saw something up in the big tree.



We reached there around 7.15 pm. It was dark and drizzling. It was situated in Kampung area scarecely populated. One house from another about 500 meter or 1 Km away giving rooms for natural forests to be left untouched. We parked the car by the roadside about 40 meter away from the tree. Rarely any car used this road.

We left the car and started walking towards the big tree. R told me he saw a white face with red eyes up in the tree as we were approaching it and J said he saw a white face too. But I didn't see it. They said it disappeared once we used our torchlight. We continued our investigation, opening all our senses to locate where the spirit was. M said the spririt was moving from one place to another.

Under the big tree, there was a hut. A hut which was made of bamboo. It was about 4 feet off the ground supported by wooden tilts. Finding rice husks under the big tree, I guessed it was used for storing rice.



I wanted to investigate the hut and asked my team members to join me. But they refused. Well, this was not the first time they refused, I remembered Sipitang Cemetery, they also refused to go into the cemetery. So I went in alone.

Cautiously I climbed up the wooden ladder leading to the hut's door. I flashed my torchlight and peeked through its door. The hut was empty. No one and nothing was there. So I stepped inside. Its floor was made of bamboo. I was afraid it wouldn't hold my weight, that it would break and I would fell to the ground, but the bamboo floor was was strong enough for me to walk on it.



I switched off my flash light, I tried to use my third eyes to sense if any spirit was there, but I failed to sense anything. I guess my scan still need to be developed further. Having satisfied my curiosity I stepped out from the hut, and climbed down the ladder to the ground. I went to the area at the back of the hut. There were bamboo trees behind the hut. I walked around the hut and came to meet my teammates again who were standing about 25 meter away from the hut.

I told them what I found, and J suggested we meditate under the hut. I agreed and ushered my teammates to the hut. We choose a place under the hut facing the bamboo trees. We spread our plastics sheet, sat down and meditated for 30 minutes. I told them within 7:50 pm till 8:20 pm, no one should make noise, and flash his torchlight. Everyone should meditate in silence.



During meditation, R saw a figure in white robe passing in front of us. While M saw some white fugured but she didn't dare to stare at the figure.

There were fireflies. I saw them in front of me. Every one of us saw them. On one occasion I let out an energy ball to the firefly, and just like a plane being shot down, it fell and dissappered behind the bamboo trees. J said the firefies were the spirits in disguise.

Around 8.30 pm, we packed our things and drove off to Kota Belud town, I told J to take us to any restaurant to quench our thirst.

Around 9.00 pm we arrived in one of the famous cafe in Kota Belud with karaoke. There we met G, J's cousin. He was full of stories of the paranormal and mistics. He said he was always sceptical of the paranormal and mistics, until he saw or experienced it himself. He told us about his experiences, about the Mangat he met in the forests (Mangat is a cabanislitic group of humans cursed to be cabanilistics eating preying other humans), about his friend's trip riding a Balan-balan to the southern philippine island (Balan-balan is flying invisible human searching for dead people to feast on the dead's internal organ), about the blue floating light coming from the sea, about him capturing a bizzare image in his camera phone during a wedding and many others... Everyone was mesmerized by his words and we were glued to our seat to hear his stories, except off course when my name and R's name were called by the DJ to pick our songs and sang karaoke songs for the audience.

The Picture of and Alien captured on a Photo by G

G told us about an unknown figure captured on his camera during a wedding. This was a very strange picture. It looked like an alien behind the woman. Had an alien ship landed in Kota Belud recently? Where were Mulder and Scully when we needed them? The only UFO in Sabah reported was a UFO shaped like a flying coffin, which was spotted in Terminal 1 Kota Kinabalu many years back. But recently, none was reported that I knew. When this picture was taken by G, no one was behind this woman and the window behind her. Strangely, a figure appeared in the picture. The head was elongated, the neck was long, and his arms were long too, unlike humans. Its clothes were different too, like those in Star Trek movies. After zooming in, I could see the eyes. The eyes were bulging and big.




We had good times listening to G, and he could tell stories all night long, but we needed to move on. We thanked him and we agreed to return to Kota Belud. He promised to take us to various places to experience the super naturals. Well, I wish I could fly with a Balan-balan to the southern philippine island and observe him feasting on the dead. Around 11 pm, we headed to Bukit X.

Bukit X

In Bukit X the three of us were placed in a room in one of buildings in Bukit X. Outside the building there was a security guard. J didn't join us in Bukit X, as he needed to pick up his daughter who was working late on night shift. He just sent us there.

25.10.2009

After midnight I chatted with the security guard for awhile. While talking to him I sensed something was creeping up my right foot. I quickly shook my right leg and to my surprise it was a lipan (poisonous centipede). I thanked god it didn't bite me.

Around 1 am, after Isyak prayer, we began our meditation in Bukit X, I was in a corner, M was in another corner and R was in another corner. But nothing happened, I didn't see anything. M and R also didn't see anything during meditation. After 1 hour meditation we fell asleep. During sleep we heard footsteps, and I heard the main door being opened and closed. I thought it was the security guard, so I let it be. But R got up and investigated, he even checked the security guard to ensure he was at his post, and he was. Who were making the sound of the footsteps near the building? R said they were many of them. I kind of agree with him as I sensed them too.. But none disturbed us sleeping there. None of us got transported out of the building.

5.30 am I got up and prayed my Subuh prayer. After prayer I meditated for a while and during meditation I got a vision of a man coming to me and giving me a piece of water melon. Sitting cross legged, I raised my right hand, palm up and accepted the water melon. But nothing got materialised on my right palm. What did it mean? Why water melon? Why not kris, gems, dragon ball or something else?

6.30 am we freshened up, while waiting for J to pick us up. At 7.30 am J came and we headed to Kota Belud Tamu Besar. In Tamu Besar I bought a bottle of oil, which can be used to treat bites from snakes, lipan, scorpions an other poisonous creatures. Lately I had several strange encounters with lipan, a snake, and a crab. Who were they actually? R said someone had been sending them...Not to mention preying mantis and grasshopers...

Around 10.30 am we headed back to Kota Kinabalu.

A Mursyid

It was still in the month of Syawal. One night, R and myself prayed Ishak prayer as a jemaaah. R became the Imam and myself was the Makmum.

After the final rakaat, R gave salam and turned his head to the right...and he saw a spirit, another man...wearing a white robe and white turban, who also became the makmum.

He told me what he saw... And I told him that it must be the same man who have been following me around...I first came to know him in Tangah Tali's house. Tangah Tali told me that there was a spirit, looked like a Haji, following myself, my mom and M that day while we were visiting Tangah Tali in his house in Kimanis on the third day of Aidilfitri. I asked him who he was, and Tangah Tali replied 'A Mursyid'.

Tangah Tali was a blind man, with amputated right hand, but he was bestowed with super natural powers. His spiritual power was high...as result of years of meditation and seeking spiritual knowledge in his early age. Once my newborn nephew cried endlessly, day and night, my mom brought him to see Tangah Tali and he told my mom what he saw...My late grandfather came to visit my newphew on a white elephant...

This was the second time I visited Tangah Tali. My purpose was clear, to learn as much as possible from him about spiritual knowledge, spiritual realms and spiritual beings. I asked him about opening my third eye and how I could see the spritual realms. He said there were 4 wirids and including Astagh, it was five wirids. He asked me what I already knew, I told him about wirid Latud... and wirid 'Ala Yaq.. He went on and revealed to me the third wirid. Hearing it for the first time I thought it was one of the verse from Bismillah 6, but he said it was different, and he showed me where the diffrences were. I thanked him for this precious information and surely I would come back to him again to learn the fourth wirid...

As for the Mursyid, I was not sure the purpose of him visiting me on those two occasions. I have been praying for A Mursyid to come to teach me, whether a spiritual being from the spritual world or a Mursyid from this world, it didn't matter to me, as long as he was willing to teach. In fact I learned from anyone who was willing to teach me, muslim or non muslim, white or black magick, all I learned. But to practice it, which one is based on Islam and which I should avoid.. I let my iman to decide...

Anyhow, I sent Fatihah to the Mursyid... I hope he can contact me... and I hope I can become his apprentice.

Gunung Emas

R, M and myself drove up to Gunung Emas (Emas Mountain) in one late afternoon. I had been looking forward to meditate in Gunung Emas ever since R told me that he had meditated there with a friend of his long, long time ago.

The fresh cool air greeted us in Gunung Emas. I was excited to be here after a hectic lifestyle in hot Kota Kinabalu city. Its relaxing and refreshing.

We had our meal that evening in one of the restaurants and chcked in into of of the resort available there. We had our rest before heading out for our midnight meditation.

After Isyak prayer I took a nap and had a bad dream. In the dream I was battling with a jinn, it was like the jinn was in the room, a dark jinn, hanging on the ceiling. I battle it reciting verses from the Quran and throwing energy ball but it moved so quickly and it escaped in the nick of time just before my energy get to him. It was very real but I woke up in the middle of the dream before knowing whether I could vanquish it.

Exactly at 11 pm, we left the comfort of our rooms and headed to Gunung Emas. We went up gunung Emas on foot following the concrete slab and stairs up the mountain. Trees were everywhere and the concrete slab was laid among the trees going up the mountain. Step by step, we carefully place out feet on the concrete slab. It rained before and the slabs were a bit slippery.

There used to be several cabins and tree houses, but now there were no longer operating, ever since the new highway to Keningau via Kimanis was open to the public.

We choose a spot for our meditation. It used to be a place for guests in the cabins to have their BBQ. It had a roof, which was a good thing , as it sheltered us from the the rain, just in case.

We unrolled our plactic sheet and sat down. M was in the middle. I was facing a tree house on the left, M was facing towards the direction where we came from while R was facing the right.

R saw a white lady whith her child coming down from the mountain. She was western, with white hair and very tall about 8 feet tall, may be she was in her mid 30's. And the child age was about 6 months old. She stopped in front of him and looked at R without a word. She wanted help R said, but she didn't say a word. Her eyes were sad. Her face looked sad as if she was being abandoned.

M saw a child about 6 years old, staring at her. She said the child was squatting in front of her and staring at her without a word. The child look curious and wanted to play with her, but the child didn't move and didn't say a word.

While I saw only white energy.

It was a very refreshing and relaxing meditation for the 3 of us. The cool mountain air, with its mist and dews, were washing away our stress. Of all the meditations, this one I enjoyed most.

And not a single mosquitoes to be found.

Around 3.00 am we headed back to our hotel rooms.

{The End}

Sierra Cemetery

Myself, R and M went to meditate in Sierra Cemetery. We reached at the gate of the cemetary around midnite, but R and M didn't want to go out from my car. I guess M was still upset about the events in the evening.

So I went in alone first, I let R accompany M in the car. I went up the hill, looking for a spot between the graves to settle down. I found one spot and immediately I placed the plastic sheet on the ground for me to sit down and tried to focus, but I could not focus. After 30 minutes, with no sign of R and M coming, I packed my things and got out from the cemetary compound and went to my car. M and R were still in the car. I called them to come out. Which they did. M was reluctant, I could sense that.

So the three of us went in and started walking up the hill. Abount 30 meter from the gate, M stood still and said to me and R, "I only send both of you up till here". Then she spoke towards the direction of the darkness in the bushes "I only send them, please show yourself to them". After that she turned around started walking back towards the car.

Is she sincere to follow us ? I asked myself.

R followed M and said to her "What's wrong with you, why you send us here if you don't want to follow us?"

M said, "I only want to send u only".

R said, "Looks like you want to help but you are not being sincere. Come on, let's do this together...."

M reluctantly agreed.

We went farther into the cemetary compound, and I finally I located a spot which could accomodate the three of us.

I rolled out the plastic sheet for us to sit, and we settled ourselves down. M was in the middle.

I placed the offering - sirih pinang, tobacco and traditional cigar in front of me and recited my mantra and went deep into meditation. But as usual, I didn't see any spiritual entity, even though M signalled to me to look at one direction, as if someone was there, but I only could see white energy...or was it the mist?

M saw a spirit of a woman sitting down with her head covered with sarong staring at us. The woman was sitting near a grave in the direction that we came from.

R saw a spirit of an old man, standing in front of him. He look like a Bajau man, in his 50s. The spirit didn't speak to R, but R sensed that he wanted an assistance.

Around 2.30 am, we packed our things and headed back to the car.

In search of a Pontianak in Gunung Andarassy

AA had been pressuring me to go Tawau. He said there was a pontianak in Gunung Andrassy Tawau. He wanted me to go there and he wanted to join along.

I agreed, we drove to Tawau and Rlz also came along. AA said Rlz was also eager to experience paranormal activities. Arriving in Tawau, I, AA and Rlz checked in into a hotel in Tawau. Myself and AA shared the same room.

On the choosen nite, Rlz and I were ready to go to Gunung Andrassy, but last minute AA withdrew himself. He said he was really tired, and wanted to sleep. So Rlz and I went there without him.

Arriving at Gunung Andrassy, I quickly made my checking around the building's compound. I found out that the area was brightly lit with spotlights and the area was a bit too noisy with the sound of the generator set running. I requested the spotlights to be switched, but the sound I couldn't do anything. When the spotlights had been switched off, the building's compound became dark and I asked Rlz to follow me. We looked for a spot which was dark with the least noise.

After finding a spot, I unfolded my plastic sheet, and we sat down and made ourselves comfortable. The weather was a bit cold luckily I had my jacket on, but Rlz didn't bring any jacket, I wondered if she was cold. But then I realized I already reminded her to bring a jacket. If she was Cold, it was entirely her fault I quickly dismissed the guilty feeling from my mind and quickly concentrated on my mantra recital.

Hours passed and I looked for a sign of any spirits to appear. Sounds of falling leaves and tree branches sometimes sometimes made my senses on full alert expecting a pontianak, or a spirit or anything to appear.

But none appeared. I asked Rlz whether or not she saw anything. She said she didn't see anything.

Around 2.30 am, we packed our things and drove back to Tawau.

The next day I flew to KL, and AA remained in Tawau. He confessed to me, that the following night when I was not in the room with him, an unseen entity was on top of him and he had difficulty to breathe.......

In search of a Pocong in Sipitang Cemetery

Myself in Sipitang Cemetery, looking for a Pocong which was reported to be terrorising Sipitang folks

My friend R had informed my about a newspaper article ragarding a Pocong which had been seen in Sipitang, and he was so excited to go there and see the Pocong for himself.

So on one choosen night, we drove to Sipitang and arrived just before midnght. The plan was that M was going to check in into a hotel while myself and R went hunting for the Pocong. But since it was almost midnite, it was not worth for the money for M to check in as we plan to leave before dawn.

We asked for direction from the hotel receptionists, of where the Pochong was sighted. After obtaining the direction, we drove off looking for that Pochong. But we got lost. Suddenly the Merapok/Lawas immigration check point was in front of us. I don't know how we reached Sarawak state border. We turned back and followed the same road back to Sipitang.

In Sipitang, we asked again for direction. This time we asked someone from the shell petrol station and the guy told us the detail direction to the Sipitang cemetery. He said before the big tree just before the bridge, turn right into a small lane, and at the end of the lane was the cemetery.

We drove off to the cemetery. And before the big tree, we turned right into a small lane. When we turned right, it was an eerie feeling that suddenly descended upon us.

M suddenly lost her confidence to drive. I told her to carry on.

At the end of the road there it was, the Sipitang cemetery. When we reached there I invited M and R to join me to go into the cemetery. But they refused to go out, so I went in alone.

I choosed a grave with brick border to sit on. For 40 minutes I was alone in the forest reciting the mantra I learned which was supposed to help me see the spirit world. But I didn't catch any glimpse of that shy Pocong.

Me handphone suddenly rang, it was R. R asked me whetehr or not I intended to stay there longer. I replied just a little while more. I waited for a few minutes more, just in case that Pocong wanted to suprise me. But nothing appeared. So I took a picture of myself in that cemetery and went back to the car.

Inside the car I asked R and M why they didn't they come out and follow me. They told me that the eerie feeling was so overwhelming and thay didn't dare to venture out.

We drove back to KK around 3.30 am.

Penampang Cemetery

Myself after meditation in Penampang Cemetary. Behind me was a grave.

Chapter 1 - Conquering the Penampang Cemetery

M informed me of an incident where the friends of her cousins went to a cemetery at night, ended up being haunted by evil spirits. M said when they were in the cemetery they saw the spirits coming down towards them from the hills. They were really scared that they made a quick dash to their car and drove off in a hurry. The spirtits kept following them, and even while sending their car to a car wash center, they can see the spirits staring at them. They felt sick too. At the end, they went to a Shaman and they were advised by the Shaman to sacrifice a chicken to release themselves from that evil spirits.

M told me that if I really wanted to see a spirit, for sure, 100 percent guaranteed my desire would be fulfiilled if I go to that cemetery.

I asked where that cemetery was?

She said it was in Penampang. She was willing to send us there but she would not be joining us. She was afraid she might need to sacrifice a chicken, I thought.

I was elated to hear such place full of agressive spirits existed. I have been to a cemetery before, alone from 9 pm till 5 am, but no spirits approached me, I guess the spirits were kind of shy towards me.

I asked what was the exact time they went to the cemetery?

She didn't know. I asked her to check with her cousin.

So the night came when M was willing to send us there. The date was 8/4/2009. M and her cousin C, dropped myself and R, at the gate of the Penampang cemetery, around 9.30 pm. They quickly drove off leaving us there.

Once M and C had driven off then I realised I chose the wrong nite. It was full moon.

But we just carried on, if the ghosts here were aggressive, they didn't care about full moon. I said to myself.

We chose a spot on a lane that was going up the hill. Only this area seemed not to be covered by the moonlight as there were many trees. The graves were on the left side of the lane. All were on the slope of a hill.

I unfolded my plastic sheet, placed it on the ground and we sat down on it. We placed the offering (Sirih Pinang, tobacco and traditional cigarettes) in front of us and recited our own mantra or wirid, with rosary beads in our hands. We quickly went into a meditative state and waited patiently for any ghost to appear.

We waited and waited patiently while reciting our mantra or wirid.

Patiently we waited. But no ghost was willing to appear. No spirit wanted to materialise in front of us.

R didn't see anything either, nor did he feel the suspense and thrill like in Bukit Kinarut or in Gua Penindukan/Keningau Forest.

Did the spirits think it was suicidal to appear in front of us?. M once asked me what would I do if the ghosts appear and disturb me? I said I would recite the Ruqyah (selected Quran verses) to burn any jin or satan that would dare to disturb us. Did they overheard me?

Or was it because of the full moon? Is it true that ghosts won't appear if there is a full moon? As they are the princes and princesses of the darkness.

Or was it because of we arrived too early? Some say ghosts only appear after midnight, but some say, ghosts appear between 7 to 9, as that's the time they go to work, and by 9.30 pm, they are already in their offices or workplaces, working like we do. Did we miss the perfect moment?

At 12.30 am, M rang R's hp saying that she was on her way to pick us up.

We packed our things and waited for M to come. While waiting, I took several pictures of myself posing on the graveyards.

M came and picked us up. When we got in into her car she said "What is this smell?"

"What smell?" I said. "Isn't it the smell of my perfume?" I used a thousand flower perfume, good for attracting any female spirit.

"No, its a corpse like smell." M said.

I kept quiet. Was something following us?



Chapter 2 - Revenge of the Evil Spirits

M fell sick. I suspected she was 'keteguran' (the bad energy of the spirit has got into her body) from the last visit to the Penampang Cemetery.

I urged M to see Father M, to check whether or not she was 'keteguran' but she didn't have the time.

She said C also fell sick but C refused to believe she was 'keteguran'. M asked C to accompany her to see Father M, but she said it was just a normal fever and she didn't want to go.

I asked M why wasn't any ghost appeared to us when we went there unlike the friends of her cousin who saw the ghosts at the cemetery and the ghosts haunted them wherever they went after that.

She said she had talked to her cousin about that and her cousin replied that we were too early. They went there way after midnight hour.

I told M, that was why I told her to check on the time first to duplicate exactly the same scenario. Now I was not satisfied. I needed to go back.

To release M from her sickness, I suggest M to send a chicken to the cemetery. M wanted to send a live chicken, but she was afraid to bring live chicken in her car. So she brought a fried chicken instead from a famous fast food restaurant and left it in the cemetery for the ghosts to feast on.



Chapter 3 - Return to The Penampang Cemetery

This time I choosed the night when there was no moon and after midnight. The date choosen was 1/5/2009. Friday nite. Malam Jumat Wage.

So when the night came, M sent us to the Penampang cemetery just before midnight.

After she left, we went in. Sure enough it was a very dark that night, giving us a chilling feeling of eerie.

We chose a spot on the lane going up the hill, although not the same spot like last time.

I unfolded my plactic sheet for us to sit down and setlled down. R was facing uphill while I was facing downhill. We placed the offering in front of us, and recited our mantra/wirid.

R saw something at the beginnging like white clouds in the form of a group of humans not far from him. But then it disappeared before if fully materialised. I saw only patches of white energy. The sounds of falling dead leaves and branches sometimes startled us and made our heartbeat go faster, but that was all to it. Nothing more.

Around 2.30 am, we packed our things, headed towards the cemetery gate and waited for M to pick us up.

M came shortly afterwards.

I bid farewell to Penampang Cemetery.

Rest in peace.

Gua Penindukan - Keningau Forest

The morning after one whole night meditation in Keningau Forests (above Gua Penindukan)

Bukit Kinarut

Work in Progress

Tenom Cemetery

Myself and R, drove to Keningau in one afternoon around 2.30 pm. My feeling was mixed. Worried, scared, and glad.

I was worried that something might happen to me, like being bitten by a snake, scorpions or wild dogs. I was scared that I might die, due to shock or heart attack. I was glad that someone was sincere enough to help me in achieving what my heart desire, to be able to see, the realms of the spirit world. To be able to see the looks of ghosts, jinns (genie) or the devil himself.

To erase all that I practiced my Zikir and surrender to Him completely. Every seconds, every breath, only Allah was in my mind...all the way to Keningau. Before comig to Keningau, I memorised the Ruqyah (verses from Quran) and parcticed my jirus(stances), just in case there was a need to use them. For the whole week prior to this, I also bcame vegetarian, to increase my vibration level higher.

Around 4.30 pm, we arrived at Keningau and we checked in into a hotel.

I ate a little bit, two buns with black beans inside. After freshened up, around 5.30pm, we drove to Ola's house. Ola greeted us and we were invited into his house. Ola was a simple man, younger than myself, with a dark skin and curly hair, very typical of a Timorese man. He had a wife and 5 young kids.

Ola's wife served us hot coffee. Ola immediately, told his stories, about the Chinese Medicine man who wanted to see and meet a ghost, and so that he could ask the ghost to grant him his wishes. Ola informed us that, he took the Chinese man to the Tenom Cemetery, at night, but shortly after he left him there, around 15 minutes or so, he heard the chinese man scream and he rushed to him, and find him in shock. The man couldn't talk, and didn't response to his questions. His body was shivering and he seemed to be losing his mind. He brought him home, and Ola had to treat him, called back his spirit, to make him normal and sound again. Ola warned me that the same thing could happen to me if I were to continue with my desire, as this was real, and the danger was imminent. The same thing could happen to me, he said.

I told Ola I was ready and I was not changing my mind, I wanted to proceed that night. R also reassured Ola that I was ready and had a strong spirit.

So R gave Ola all the things he requested for his ritual. R gave him, a one cent copper coin, cotton, a bottle of wisky,candles and needles. The white male chicken was already in the kitchen.

Ola asked me to sit in front of him and began his ritual by pouring some of the wisky to the floor of his house. Then I saw him concentrating on the small statues of Jesus, Mother Mary and a few others and he went into a trance state. He seemed to be communicating with his ancestors. Then he requested the chicken to be brought in. His wife brought in the chicken in placed it in front of us. I could see the chicken tried to escape but its legs were tightly bound. He then stripped away the feathers around the chicken's neck. The white feathers fell flying onto the floor of his house. Ola then recited something to the chicken, then he bit the chicken's neck until it was almost severed. Red thick blood of the chicken spurted all over the place, some landed on Ola's clothing but luckily it didn't land on my clothing. He then placed the chicken onto the floor. The chicken was struggling to get fresh air, the Ola pointed his index finger to the chicken, recited some mantra and the chicken's struggling eased off, and it lay motionless. Blood continued to gush out from the chicken's neck onto the floor.

When it was all over, when the chicken was lifeless, Ola then use the cotton, to absorb some of the chicken blood. Then the cotton is then pressed against my forehead, my legs and the palm of my hands, while he recited a few mantra. He asked me to let the blood dry and not to wipe it off. He then casted his spell on me.

When the ritual was over, myself, R and Ola went back to the hotel room in Keningau. I needed to change my attire. It was alrady around 7.30 pm, when we reached the hotel. I wore a track bottom and a jacket, complete with hood. I brought along my usual tools, like gloves, socks and yoga mat. I asked Ola whether I could bring my rosary beads, he advised me not to.

We drove off to Tenom. Tenom is about 40 KM away from Keningau. Along the way I kept quiet focussing on my breathing and Allah Hu Zikir. Once in a while R talked to Ola.

The night was quiet and it was quite dark. It was not full moon, and the moon seemed to covered by the clouds.

The road seemed hazardous to be driving at nights, as there were cows crossing or standing in the middle of the road. If R didn't drive carefully we could hit a live cow on the road that nite.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the car seemed to jump as it went over something. It was a dead cow than we ran over. Blood mixed with the cow's internal processed food in its stomach got splashed onto the widscreen. Immediately R used the car wiper to wipe it away. We were fortunate though there was any dent or damage to the car. We were fortunate too that R didn't loose control of the car, otherwise I wouldn't be here to tell you this story.

We continued our journey and we reached at the Tenom cemetery around 8.30 pm. We parked the car outside the gate. Then the three of us went into the cemetery compound. It was Ola first, leasing the way, followed by R and then me. I brought along my yoga mat. My gloves and socks were in the pocket of my jacket.

Ola chose a spot under a big tree with graves underneath it. It was dark under the tree. I rolled out my yoga mat and sat on the mat crossed-legged.

Ola then gave his final advice, 'Jangan tegur kalau ada sesiapa datang.' meaning 'Dont say anything if anyone comes.' R didn't say a word to me. He kept his silence ever since we walked into the cemetery. I sensed that he was worried about me. I understood well his position, should I die that nite, he was the one to convey the message to my parents and he would take all the blames for leading me into this journey. And with that final advice from Ola, they retreated and dissappeared behind the gate. I was alone, reciting my Zikir.

What is that hammering sound?

It was like someone was hammering a big nail with a big hammer. I didn't notice it when we walked into the cemetery compound, but I after being left alone, it seemed to be getting louder. Was it a bird? Or was the sound of a primate? I don't know....In my mind I kept imagining a one eyed tall jinn with a hammer...

Dex once told me how he battled a tall jinn with a giant net out to capture him in the spiritual realm. He almost lost the battle but with knowledge and his powers he managed to escape the jinn's giant net.

If there was giant jinn with a big hammer, could I escape its deadly blow? Would I die? Would I survive? Would I be captured and become his servant in the spiritual realms?

I was situated near the left border of the cemetery. Under the tree, once my eyes adjusted to the low light conditions of the night, I could see, there were many graves in the cemetery, behind me, in front of me, to my left and to my right were all graves.

Suddenly the hammering sound was getting louder and getting nearer to me. I was on full alert. My body, my mind, my spirit were ready to expect anyone or anything to come. I set aside my fright. I put a shield around me, with ever zikir recited and every breath I let out, I strengtened my shield.

I focus my eyes towards the direction where the hammering sound was coming from. But I couldn't see anything or anyone that was creating the sound.

The sound was getting nearer, my heart was beating faster. Cold sweat began trickling down my forehead and my back.

This is it.. This is my destiny...I said to myself. I continued my zikir...

Suddenly the noise moved away from my direction to the left. Just as sudden it came towards my direction, it changed its direction suddenly too. Then it retreated back towards the direction from where it was coming from.

I was glad the hammering noise didn't come, but at the same time I was disappointed of not knowing the real source of the noise. Never in my life I ever heard that kind of noise.

The noise of dead leaves falling behind me scared me every time, as it sounded like someone was walking behind me. Every time it fell I always expect the worst and ready for whatever to come. In my mind eyes it seemed somebody was slowly approaching me, and it gave me the creepy feeling every time I thought of it. It got even worse when a dead tree branch fell to the ground. When your ears were intune and focus to your surrounding, the noise it made was very loud and clear, as if someone was hurriedly running behind you and dissapeared without a trace. Towards the end of the night i got used to these sounds, but I didn't let my guard down. Every time there was a noise behind me or around me, or near me, I was on full alert and kick started my shield and my zikir, with the heavy breathing.

A black bird suddenly flew out of nowhere and landed on a cross of a grave nearby...

This is it. This must be the moment. I told myself.

I was ready. I was waiting for it to come flying nearer to me. Or to jump onto the ground and started walking towards me. I was half expecting it to transform itself into some other repulsive, frightening, blood hungry creature, with fangs, claws and red eyes.

I surrendered to Allah, tawakkal to Him. If I didn't make it that night, defeated and found dead in the morning, at least I was dead trying to achieve what I have been longing to do. I put my life in Allah's care.

But the bird didn't come to me, it stared at me in curiousity. It turned its head right and left, maybe to get a better view of me. Maybe it was wondering what was this human doing in the graveyard all alone at night. Having satisfied its curiousity it flew away.

The tension and suspense eased off when it flew away. I checked around me if there was anything that I could harm me in whatever way possible. There was none. Only the stillness of the night remained.

I continued with my zikir, reciting Allah, hundreds of times, thousands...till I lost track of the counts and the time as well.

What time is it now? I wondered. I looked at the sky, the moon has moved about 25 degrees from its original position.

Is it midnite now?

I cleared my mind and concentrated on my zikir.

A barking sound in a distant startled me. From a distant a could see a few dogs, going from one grave to another grave. I couldn't be sure what they were looking for? Were they looking for food?

Are they spirits in disguise?

One dog got closer, closer and closer to me, till it came to the grave in front of me. It began to notice my presence. It stood still, stared at me and began growling and barking at me.

My heart beat raced faster. I realized now I was in a danger zone. This was real danger. If it was a servant of the darkness, it could now transform itself into an gruesome and scary creature ready to frighten me or take my soul into its world. Or the dog could just attack me in his current form, bite me with its mouthful of sharp teeth, and kill me. I would be totally weaponless and defenseless against any physical attack. I only surrendered to Allah.

Several other dogs began to notice me. They too stared at me and began to bark at me wildly. Some got closer to the first dog, some just barked at me from a distant. A worrying thought started to lurk at the back of mind, that the dogs would gang up and kill me. What if all of them come together, surrounded me, attcked me in a formation just like a scene from National Geographic or Animal Planet about a defenseless creature being attacked and eaten by hyeanas in Botswana, Africa. Would my life ended this way?

I tried to find a stick or dead tree branch around me, but under a low light condition I barely could see. No use using my hands either, as all I could feel was dead tree leaves around where I was seated.

I concentrated on my Zikir. I let the power of the Zikir to control my emotions, I let it enveloped me completely and gained control of my nervous heart. I immersed myself in it, drowned in its power, and surrender completely to Allah.

The black dog's eyes stared at me, growling and barking at me... I matched it with my Zikir. Barely blinking, I stared at its eyes, piercing them with my new found strength... I was not frightened any more..with every breath, I could feel I was growing fearless and ready for the final showdown...

But the dogs just stood there. They didn't dare to come up to me or come any closer. Their growling is getting less and less audible, until they become totally quiet. Not a bark come from their mouths. Only the sound of a howling dog in the distant could be heard. But thhose dogs inf ront me, were quiet. And not a long fter, one by one left and dissappeared into the darknesss of the night.

It was a relief...I could breath normally now...

I continued with my Zikir, my body was getting tired now...I was not sure on the time. The time moved slowly when you had no on what time it was. Only the movement of the moon become my clock. And my guess it was around 2.30 pm or so.


(to be continued)

Exorcism of a Resort

Work in Progress

Ola The Shaman

Ola the Shaman became my next mentor. He is a Timorese and he come from a family of Shaman. Ola was R's personal Shaman and guide. R told Ola my desire to be able to see the spirit world to Ola, and asked Ola to help me.

Ola was willing to help me to be able to see the spirit world. But he cautioned me, was I sure that I wanted to see the spirit world? As he was willing to summon ghosts so that I will be able to see what I have been longing to see.

Was my spirit strong enough to be able to withstand what might come he asked. I could die due to shock or heart attack he said. My friend R reassured Ola that I am fit and had a strong determination.

Ola again told R about one Chinese medicine man, who really wanted to see ghosts, followed Ola instruction to go the Tenom Cemetery alone but end up shouting and losing his mind when he saw a head with no body rolling on the grounds towards him and finally the bodiless head touched his knee while he was sitting down in the cemetery compound chanting and meditating.

Ola had a similar plan for me.

Was I scared? Was I ready to die? To tell the truth at first I was scared, but a Zikir Hu Allah which I learned from Dex The Shaman, gave me my internal strength. I was also preparing myself with all the jirus, should I require to fight with any entity of the spiritual realms. Mentally and physically I prepared myself.

But Ola requested a white male chicken as part of the ritual. I searched high and low for that chicken, but couldn't find one.

I asked my friend K to find the white chicken for me and she asked me what I intended to do. She told me it was a crazy idea and she told her Aunty and and her Uncle. Aunty was not pleased with the idea...and as for Uncle, I think he understood me ... as Aunty reported to K, every time Uncle saw a living a chicken...he said that was my chicken...

I asked my friend M to look for a white chicken. And she in return asked her mother to find one. Her mother managed to get a white chicken from the Sunday market and placed it in a basket in her home. Sadly M's nephew accidentally released the chiken, and the chicken escaped to the forest at the back of her house.....

Then R receive a call from Ola that he managed to get a white chicken from his neighbour. So I need not look any more for a white chicken.

When the day came. R and I went to Keningau.

Dex The Shaman

I befriended Dex The Shaman somewhere in early 2009 through K a friend of mine. She and I shared similar interest, and she had some relatives who could 'read' others. Many times I asked to be read...until one day she introduced to me Dex The Shaman. She said Dex was able to read our minds and he is a real Shaman. K said I should befriended Dex and asked him to teach me.

For many months I followed Dex around like doing exorcism to my house and to a resort in Labuan.

My psychic friend R and M are getting restless, as I always followed Dex around, going out with him and had drinks with him and K till late at nite. R asked me about what I learned from Dex. Apart from learning Zikir Allah Hu, learning the various types of spiritual entities like the origin of dragon, meaning of 'bertapa' and 'bertarak', the origin of stone and the fact that if we know the origin of something it will obey our commands, knowing the 12 names of the wind masters (one of them might had taught my great grand father, so that he could ride on winds. That's why his descendants can be found in Peninsular Malaysia, Sarawak, Sabah and Phillipine), nothing much I learned.

R was willing to help me getting my desire...to be able to see the spirit world, through his personal Shaman, Ola The Shaman.

After doing exorcism to a resort in Labuan, over the next few months I rarely met Dex, then my connection with Dex was reduced to only communicating over the phone. Once I used telephaty using Reiki to deliver my message to Dex, which I think he received it as the next day my friend K asked my to contact Dex, and over the phone talked about the subject I was asking through telephaty.

Then suddenly Dex disappeared...I learned that he went for bertapa again (meditation in the forests).

Ola The Shaman continued to fill his shoes.

Tarot Cards and Spirit Board

I have brought myself a deck of tarot card and a spririt board. My friends M and R with similar interests always joined me playing with the cards and the spirit boards. Sometimes we used the tarot cards to predict the future and spirit board to contact with the spirits.

My experience with spirit board is interesting. It always excited me when the planchette moved on the board. We have communicated with many spirits. Some were good but some were like vampires. They just sucked your energy dry, and after playing I got headache and nausea.

I have a video which M took while I and R were playing with the boards, and a spirit appeard in the window... I will post the video to youtube one day for everyone to see...

Nowadays I rarely use them anymore.

Reiki

I have taken the Reiki Level I and Level II class. So far I have been using Reiki primarily on myself. I have used Reiki on others especially on close friends. My experience with Reiki to heal others is mixed. Some successful, some doesn't show any improvement...maybe I should practice more and more so the energy wil bocome intense and more focus. One occasion I used Reiki to do send a message via telepathy to a bomoh (shaman) and it worked. The picture here is Se Hi Ki sysmbol which I learned in the Reiki Class.

A guy told me that, he could see the spirit world after Rieki attunement. This was my primary reason to take Reiki class. Maybe I could see too after Reiki attunement. My hope was high, I persuaded M to go to the class with me. But sadly I was not able to see the spirit world after Reiki attunement.

All the luck goes to my friend M. After Reiki attunement M was able to see the spirits. She said she could see transparent spirits at night. After the class she went home, and while driving she saw a man. At first she tought it was real human, a man wearing singlet and dark short pants walking by the roadside but she noticed that it appeared at every lamp post. When she looked closely then she noticed that it was transparent....and she realised it was a ghost...

Another friend of mine R has some sort of ability too. R has the ability to see too. Previously he had learned some from a paranormal in Indonesia and he been following his personal Shaman named Ola. It was R who told me that he saw a Princess from the spiritual world visited my house on the eve of Awal Muharram. It was R who sometimes stumbled upon a dark entity, near at a corner of my living room.

M and R are in my Paranormal group now. M and R are my eyes. During weekends we always find a haunted place to visit and to see what kind of spirits could be found. Sometimes we would meditate at those places from midnight till 3 am.

My friends can see the spirit world, and I just have to be satisfed with their stories of what kinds of spirits they see.