Monday, March 26, 2012


This chapter is actually still not finished. The grammar is still crappy too. I was supposed to send this chapter for proof reading by Miss.HH and Akkuzio but a few readers already pressure me to publish as soon as possible.

Writing a novel is soooooo hard.. even harder then writing an article.

Anyway, in previous articles I have made a mistake of referring to extra-dimensional being as "inter-dimensional being". It's not 'inter', it's 'extra'. I'm not sure if my friend Mojo agrees with the word `extra'. I curious to know what his take on this.

Any assistance on my grammar is appreciated.

Author: AFTERDARK.Anwargate@Gmail.Com
Proof Reader: Still looking for volunteer

Once upon a time in an island far far away.

A handsome prince was kidnapped from his castle by a very nasty dragon and was imprisoned in a very tall tower. At first, the prince tried to talk his way out from the castle but it turned out the dragon can talk back too. To make matter worse, the dragon also turned out to be a female dragon and thus he realized there no way to win a quarrel against a female dragon who can talk back.

So the prince adopted the strategy which had been practiced by men from his kingdom since ages ago. As the men would wait until the wives falls asleep before watching DVD porn in the dead of the night, the prince too will wait for the dragon to snore before sneaking his way out from the dragon's watchful eyes.

The prince summons his magic stone and tells his stone to wake him up before dawn while the dragon is still asleep. However, when the magic stone sang a tune (which sounded like Nokia alarm), the prince mistakenly pressed the "snooze" button before dozing off for another 30 minutes.

Hence, by the time when the prince was tip toeing like a thief moving across the hall towards the exit stair, the dragon was already awaken. To make things most unfortunate, while the prince was creeping towards the stair, suddenly the magic stone sang the stupid Nokia tune again.

‘ting tung tiing tuung ting tung ting tung’ (this is how Nokia tune sounded in novel)

"Ehem! Assalamualaikum... trying to escape, are we?" Syafiqah was standing by her door, smirking at me. I was barely a meter passing her door when she heard my phone alarm went off in the middle of the 4th floor hallway.

I reversed myself two steps backwards and stood facing her. She was wearing her praying robe, clearly she is a devout Muslim and was about to perform her fajr (dawn) prayer.

"I was just about to go for something to drink" I lied.

"At this hour in the morning?" It was still pitch black outside.

"I'm thirsty" I lied again.

"and bringing that..?" She pointed to my bag back strapped to my shoulder.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"and that?" she pointed to car keys in my hand

I shrugged my shoulders again.

"and wearing that?" she was pointing to the rest of me.

I look down to see if there was anything wrong with my attire - a long sleeves white shirt with black neck tie and a long black trouser to match my shiny black leather shoes.

This time I made a face like Mr.Bean, pretending not knowing what she was getting at.

"So what's your point?" I asked her.

She sighed.

"You know, if you wants to ditch me then at least you should have left a million ringgit behind for my basic expenses going home."

"A million? Why so much?" I bargained.

"Because I'll be depressed and when women are depressed they either eat or go shopping., and I heard its a sale in Penang this time of year"

"Hmmmmm.. Men don't do that.." I contemplated.

"No, when men depressed they usually invade another country.." She responded.

I began back tracking my steps all the way returning to my room while she watch. I did not have a million ringgit cash in my backpack to pay my getaway ransom. So I guess I will have to stay imprisoned for another day until I can figure something else out.

Later at 10 a.m we were both standing on a side of a road facing a terrace house at Juru, Penang. This is where my first interview with Mr Lam would take place.

Because of the presence of Syafiqah in this investigation, I have no choice but to shift my tactic until the time I manage to escape from her evil clutches. This witness - Mr Lam Si Kiong - was not amongst the three person I was planning to bribe because I considered him to be insignificant. He had never met Fatimah and thus could not possibly know how she died. But I needed to show Syafiqah that I was doing my best investigating her sister's death and hopefully once she saw that then she will fulfills her promise this morning during breakfast and went back to Kuala Ketil leaving me alone.

Taking a cue from her ransom demand earlier at dawn this morning, it was during breakfast that I have increased my offer from RM950K to RM1 million. An argument almost broke out but I warned her that she might as well took it because I will be leaving her alone in this island sooner and later. The only reason why I did not proceed to the exit elevator this dawn was because I know she did not have much money in her wallet and I feel guilty leaving her alone and financially broke away from home. I placed 3 copies of settlement agreement on the table with a fountain pen for her to consider.

It took her a while to think it over. After two and a half plates of fried mee and several refills of chocolate ice cream, she finally agreed to sign the agreement but not before she placed her own condition. I told her that I did not have time to amend and to print a new copies of agreement but she told me that all she wanted is for me to swear. She did not want to sign a new agreement with the hotel I was representing. She wanted an personal undertakings from me - bound by an oath of another Muhabalah.

Whoever taught her about muhabalah will be slapped silly by me if I ever found out who he is. My gut feeling told me that Cacamerba is the guy who had made such a suggestion. If my hunches turned out to be right, some proper kicking on his arse was on its way. If however it turned out to be Imam Ali or Mojo who taught her about this, then some proper kicking on thier arse was also on its way.

Muhabalah is not something that should be played around, and even though I can see that Syafiqah has no intention to play around when she requested me to perform muhabalah, I can also see that she did not fully understand the significance of it.

Mubahala literally meaning 'mutual prayer' (Arabic: مباهلة Cursing) or Li’an (Arabic: لعان‎) the parties jointly pray Allah to cast His curse on whichever of the two parties is false. In the Watchers group the muhabalah was performed as part of the Bayat (loyalty oath). For reasons which I shall kept for my own, I will not reveal the full content of our group’s Bayat here. However, it’s sufficient to say that the Muslim members of the group had pledged to support the cause of jihad against they who seek to extinguish the light of Allah with their words or swords.

Our group's muhabalah contains two parts of oath of allegiance or 'bayat'. The first oath started out with “Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim” (In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Compassionate) and ended with Shahada “La ilaha Ila l-Lah, Muḥammad rasulu l-Lah” (There is no god but Allah, and Muhammad is the messenger of God). It was the second bayat that started out with Muhabalah “Wallahi, Wabillahi, Watallahi” (I swear to Allah, In Allah is success and guidance) and ended with "Allahhu Akhbar" (Allah is Great),

The idea behind performing the oath is based on religious and practical grounds. From the religious point of view, it is said by Ibnu Hajar that a person who takes part in Mubahala to support falsehood will not survive its first anniversary. I have witness such curse happened in one of my civil case when I represents a client who swore that that the defendant had indeed sold a piece of land to him. When testifying in the witness dock, my client said “Wallahi, memang dia jual tanah tu pada saya” (Wallahi, he did sell that land to me). The defendant - probably felt challenged by the oath - also went to the dock and testified “Dengan nama Allah, saya tak jual, cuma pinjam duit saja” (By the name of Allah, I did not sell, I just borrowed money from him). This case happened in September 2011 and my client lost his case due to lack of evidence to support the verbal contract. Then, in January 2012 I received a phone call saying that the defendant had been fatally run over by a car. Obviously, God did not permits him to enjoy the fruit of his lies.

There were several incidents where muhabalah was performed by parties in dispute. One of the famous case is of Mirza Ghulam Ahmad. Mirza Ghulam Ahmad was a ridiculously false prophet who declared that Jesus (Isa) had survived the crucifixion and later migrated and died in Kashmir, and that he had appeared in the spirit and power of Jesus. He later founded a community known as Ahmadiyya Muslim Community.

Mirza Ghulam Ahmad was born 13 February 1835 as a son to British loyalist Mirza Ghulam Murtaz. The British government did lots of favors for his family so they were loyal to the British. Even during Indian Rebellion of 1857, Mirza Ghulam Murtaz and his family sided with the British.

Mirza Ghulam Ahmad was later chosen for the role of a so-called prophet, so that the Muslims would gather around him and he would distract them from waging jihaad against the English colonialists. He traveled extensively across the subcontinent of India preaching his false ideas and ideals and won a sizable following within his lifetime.

Among those who confronted him and his evil da’wah was Shaykh Abu’l-Wafa’ Thana’ al- Amritsari, the leader of Jama’iyyat Ahl al-Hadeeth fi ‘Umoom al-Hind (The All-India Society of Ahl al-Hadeeth). It started out with Mirza Ghulam inviting The Shaykh to his place at Qaidiniyah to engage in a debate. But when The Shaykh sent his letter of agreement, Mirza Ghulam retracted the invitation. Probably unable to justify his decision to refuse a visit from the Shaykh, Mirza Ghulam paid a newspaper to publish his written muhabalah against the Shaykh. Mirza Ghulam's muhabalah was straigforward - that the one who lie would die by a plague or cholera in the lifetime of the one who was telling the truth.

The printed muhabalah was published on 5th April 1907.

This is where thing get interesting. On 26th May 1908 Mirza Ghulam Ahmad fell ill when in Lahore at the home of Dr. Syed Muhammad Hussain (who was also his physician). He had suddenly developed diarrhea and vomiting (Cholera!). Mir Nasir Nawab, father-in-law of Mirza Ghulam was at his bedside and had wrote that when he went to his side, Mirza Ghulam said: 'MIR SAHEB. I HAVE DEVELOPED EPIDEMIC CHOLERA'. After that Mirza did not say anything clear till he died next day at 10 am in a toilet with his beard yellow covered by his own feces.

Sad ending for a guy who claimed to be a prophet.

From a practical point of view, a Bismillah, a Shahada and Muhabalah was performed during bayat as a filter against any Satanist who might tried to infiltrate the Muslims in the Watchers Group. Imam Ali was quite convinced that no Satanist can recite all three holy recitals.

Imam Ali based his idea on years of experience as a practitioner of traditional healer (Ruqyah). In the forum he shared many of his experience dealing with supernatural being when performing healing ritual on patient possessed by demon. I have not had enough experience to back up his claim, but he said that whereas human are not effected so much by the recital of Al-Quran, extra-dimensional being such as Satan and Djin are physically affected by it.

From a scientific point of view this is not ridicoulous idea because Satan, I believe, is an energy based life form (God created Djin from fire = thermal energy). Human and other biology on earth - on the other hand - are carbon based life form. It is said also that Lucifer (Lucifer is previously an angel = Light Energy) built his throne on water (liquid energy) and Satan enters our body through blood flow (blood = liquid energy / blood flow generate heat = thermal energy ). Now, if it is true (and I think I am) that extra dimensional beings are energy based life form, then they are certainly bound by the laws of thermodynamics (laws of energy). If we take into consideration that energy is highly affected by wave (as energy transport phenomenon), internal energy release by human, and electromagnetic energy mass produced by our earth, then we have a good thing to discuss in the later chapter of this book

(This science thing made my head spin, and I hate to think that I might have to refer to some nerdy theory previously posted in the Watchers Group Forum just so I can write about it in this book.. Damn those four eye nerds!)

Based on this basic belief, Imam Ali argues that because extra-dimensional beings are physically affected by the Holy verses, then people possessed by demon also displays similar inhibition when facing a situation where they themselves are expected to recite the verses.

Still not following me? Allow me use an analogy to demonstrate Imam Ali's point.

Now let say there was a male demon called Demon-X. According to Imam Ali, Demon-X would be literally affected by Al-Quran verses that were read to him. This is actually a common knowledge to all Malay traditional healer. For example, one of the most frequent verse in use is "sum'mum buk'mun um'yun fahum la yarjioon" (صُمٌّ بُكْمٌ عُمْيٌ فَهُمْ لا يَرْجِعُونَ) (meaning: They are deaf, dumb, and blind , so they return not to the right path). Recite this during exorcism and Demon-X would be literally turned deaf, dumb and blind.

Therefore because of this, if a healer is able to persuade a demon-X to recite Shahadah (There is no God but Allah, and Muhammad is the messenger of Allah) then Demon X as a Djin will be converted into Islam pronto. Similarly if a demon-X can be persuaded or forced to perform oath under Muhabalah (if there is ever possibility of that happens), the demon-X will not be able to lie despite the the nature of Satan to lie all the time. This has nothing to do with demon-X having conscience at all, it simply have to do with the fact that Al-Quran simply has a literal and physical affect on extra-dimensional beings.

Following me now?

Now, lets say that a there is a guy named Mr.A who happens to be a black magic practitioner, then it is a matter of general knowledge that those who dwell in black magic are opening themselves to demonic possession (whether such possession took placed knowingly or unknowingly). Therefore Mr. A as the 'host' would not be able to do anything that the demon inside him refuses or unable to do.

(P/S: I was told that there's one Mr.A politician in Malaysia who learned black magic in Indonesia so that he can mesmerize his listeners whenever he speaks to them in gathering. Hmm..)

Now, lets say.. Hypothetically.. that Mr. A was unfortunate enough to be accused of committing a very serious crime of sodomising someone and the victim was willing to swear under muhabalah that Mr. A had indeed sodomise him, then according to Imam Ali, Mr.A will not be able to perform muhabalah because the demons (there are probably more than one demon inside Mr. A) will not be able to lie if their host performed an oath under God's name. So the most likely scenario we will see is Mr. A making all sorts of bullshits on why he should be excuse from performing muhabalah himself.

At the time I write this story, the newspapers in my country Malaysia is filled with news on verbal attacks launched by three parties against each other. It started out with a guy by the name Raja Petra Kamaruddin who claimed that his former 'boss' Anwar Ibrahim had cowardly instructed WikiLeaks to dropped Raja Petra's name from a dialogue session to be held between Jullian Assigne and Anwar Ibrahim. Later, Malaysian PM Najib described Anwar's refusal to debate with Raja Petra as 'inconsistent with his actions' (it means that Anwar is a coward).

So, on 21 March 2012 WikiLeaks in a press release via Twitter have formally invited Prime Minister Datuk Seri Najib Razak to a debate with Opposition leader Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim and blogger Raja Petra Kamarudin either together, or in isolation. WikiLeaks also said that the debate will be filmed and "seen by up to 600 million followers" of the controversial website.

Unfortunately I'm not one of Najib's advisers. Otherwise I would advise my boss (Najib) to grab the opportunity to challenge Anwar Ibrahim to perform Muhabalah in front of 600 million people via online. Of course this also means that Najib and Raja Petra will have to be the one who first performing muhabalah too. If my profiling is correct, Anwar will either staged a walk out or simply mumbled something stupid on why refused to perform the same. I simply couldn't imagine what Jullian Assigne's facial expressions will be upon seeing two of his guests suddenly performed a religious curse against his third guest.

That definitely would worth a ticket for pay-per-view.. Haha..

Another possible reason why a Luciferian would refuse to perform Muhabalah is because he/she is affected by the 'holy water' drank during the Satanist black mass performed by the Secret Societies such as the Freemason and the Illuminati. It is believed that the Freemasons and Jesuits congregation actually mimicked the Satanic Cult, the only difference being that whereas members of the Satanic cult drink blood from a skull, the Freemasons and the Jesuits drink either a blessed water (holy water) or a consecrated wine (The Jesuits has been making wine since 1500 years ago).

It is interesting to know that one of the necessary item needed to carry a satanic black mass is a stolen 'holy water' from the church. All over the world, holy water is being stolen on daily basis by satanists who wishes to perform Satanic rituals. In fact, the holy water from churches in Vatican, Rome and from Turin is considered the most sought after by Satanist and had been repeatedly stolen by professional thieves. In 2009, The Santa Maria Stella Maris church at Fiumicino, near Rome, has stopped offering holy water to worshipers due to fear that it might be used for satanic rituals. In 2008 Satanists have struck at one of Turin's most famous churches - Chiesa della Gran Madre di Dio, or Church of the Great Mother of God - stealing a vial of holy water and a missal (prayer book).

The fact that 'holy water' is being used in satanic rituals has boggled the mind of priests because it made no any sense whatsoever. I mean, if a holy water will destroy satan, then why would satan wants it badly? Needless to say that such thing never happened to us Muslims. No 'zam-zam water', 'Yaasin water' or 'zafran water' had ever been used by practitioners of black magic because no satanist would be able to use it in any way. For me, the fact that holy water is being sought by satanists should speaks for itself of the true nature of this water.

It is a fact that some of the Jesuits now operating in in this world also carries with them a vial of holy water all the time. In some cases, former apostates have described the change of heart they experienced upon drinking this water. The effect is similar to being fed with 'air pengasih' or 'air pembenci'. Some began to lost all memory about Islam and what it was being a Muslim. Some hated Islam so much for no apparent reason. Some could not even remember how to recite Shahada. In some apostasy cases, it even caused the tongue to turned black upon death.

If it is true that 'blessed' holy water or wine can do this, then it makes perfect sense why Luciferians won't be able to perform Muhabalah. Imam Ali had told me once that the reason why the basin for holy water (in churches) look like a toilet is because it is in fact a toilet for the Ifrits and Satans (the children of Lucifer) to pee, to shit and to vomit into. I am not sure however whether his statement was meant as a joke.

Upon hearing Syafiqah's request to have me perform another muhabalah, I have no choice but to reject her request. I have already performed muhabalah yesterday when I needed to proof my identity. That was easy because I was telling the truth and have nothing to hide. But today she asked me to promise her that I will do anything to bring the people responsible for her sister's death to justice. That is impossible for me to do considering that I was paid RM5,000,000 to perform exactly the opposites.

But since she has no leverage against me, I threaten her by saying that muhabalah or no muhabalah, I will leave her tomorrow and there is nothing she can do about it. It does not matter to me if she sign the contract or not because the contract was just a matter of convenience. If she signed it then my work has been significantly reduced and I can head back home tomorrow. If she did not sign it then I will have to stay a bit longer and I did not mind on that. I also told her that by the time she received the compensation for her sister's death, the compensation will significantly be reduced to RM360,000.00 which is the amount strictly based on dependency claim under the Malaysian Civil Law Act.

Probably realizing that I was at the winning end of the bargain, she conceded and signed the agreement for RM1 million ringgit (Hurrah!). To make the evidence more solid, I ran to the nearby book store to buy a stamp pad and later told her to affix her thumb print next to her signature. She did that and my job is done.

Now, you probably thought that the story ends here.

Unfortunately for me.. it was not.

During our journey together to this Island, I had lied to her by saying that there was only one person who I wish to interview about her sister's death. Because of this, Syafiqah's only condition before she signed the contract was for me to bring her to meet this witness who might shed a light on what happened to her sister.

Fortunately for me I have in my list Mr. Lam Si Kiong and because of that I agreed to Syafiqah's request. Mr.Lam has no role in Fatimah's death but Miss Pang had mentioned his name as a contractor who restored the old wooden house which later become one of Pang's property at Jerejak Island. According to record, this is where Fatimah stayed with Robert for their 'honeymoon'.

"Just follow me and shut up" I said to Syafiqah as I knocked the door. She nodded.

A middle age Chinese guy wearing a khaki pant and a white shirt opened the door. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand and was probably enjoying his Sunday day-off when we disturbed him.

"Mr. Lam Si Kiong, I presumed?"

What was she doing?

"Yes.. May I help you?" The guy replied to Syafiqah.

"My name is Syafiqah and this is my partner Mohammad. We are wondering if you would be kind to have a minute with us?"

Clearly that girl has no shame. I did not even have the opportunity to say a word when she already opened her mouth and extended her hand to shake the Chinese guy's hand. Mr.Lam shakes both our hands but did not invited us in. I understand that he was being cautious to strangers. Luckily Syafiqah's good look ease him a bit.

"How can I help you both?" asked Mr.Lam.

For a moment there was silence. Syafiqah did not say anything because she actually has no idea why we were there. I on the other hand was waiting for the loud mouth to say something again without my permission. Then I felt someone stepped on my shoe. Ouch! I guess that was her way of telling me to take the lead.

"I'm representing the owner of a piece of land in Jerejak Island. If you remember, my employer hired you to restore a small house in Jerejak Island a few months ago?"

"Yes, so?" He was sipping his tea now.

"We just need to ask a few question about the restoration process.. If you don't mind?"

Based on how limited his knowledge on the house, this won't take long. Just 30 minutes top and I can wrapped this up and send Syafiqah on her way back to Kedah.

"Why? Someone die in that haunted house, right?"

There was a long paused that followed. Syafiqah was doing her eyebrow thing watching intently on Mr Lam sipping his tea. For me it was like an evil cupid with fangs has just shot an arrow through my head causing me a sudden dizziness.

"Yes, I believe my sister died due to that house..." Syafiqah replied. Her voice turned sharp.

Mr.Lam sipped his tea, still relaxing. "I told that guy that the place is full of ghosts. He wouldn't listen... Come in pretty lady, bring your partner along.. Let's have a tea and I'll tell you everything..."

He opened the door wide for us, beckoning us to come in. Syafiqah went inside the house but when she realized I was not following, she came out again and dragged me in with her.

I wonder if our host has a panadol inside his house for my coming headache?

Monday, March 5, 2012


by: afterdark
proof reading by: miss.hh and akkuzio

So this is what it had come to... My average life as a normal dude who earns a living from nine to five has ended. Since AnwarGate 1998 I spent a great deal of time covering my tracks to make sure 'AfterDark' only exists in the make believe world of the world wide web. But now, in just a single month, the people I have tried to avoid has now suddenly appeared from the realm of Internet searching for me.

First, there was this sexy Jesuit with her five million ringgit who came to my office. Then, a bunch of guys from the Watchers group sent their greetings to me. Now, as I’m driving my car to the most Freemason infested state of Malaysia, I cannot help but to wonder what else may lie ahead.

I turned my head slightly to my left to see Syafiqah snoring at the passenger seat like a cow. A minute ago I was unfortunate enough to witness her - in her sleeping state - licking her drool of the tip of her lips. There is a joke saying that men wake up as good-looking as they went to sleep but women somehow deteriorate during that process.

The car radio was playing a song by Whitney Houston when my mind went back to what happened today when Syafiqah told me about her encounter with the Watchers Group.

In Chapter Five I have explained that there were several sub-groups in the Watchers Group. This is inevitable because the group itself were basically multi-religious and multi racial. We have Americans with their secular point of view. Then there are Europeans and Christians from some Asian countries with their bible based argument. We the Muslims stick to our hadith and Al-Quran’s perspective although I did occasionally mixed scientific and religious points of view too.

For reason which is too difficult for me to explain, I have always sensed that many of my peers in the Watchers group have this aura of either secrecy or militancy in them. Take MGS for example with her espionage duty for the Vatican and I rest my case. I also sensed the same with several of my Muslims counterparts. For example, there was this guy from the middle east of whom I am quite certain a member of the Palestinian Hamas Brigade. Then there were several characters within the group whom I'm pretty sure are from National Security and armed forces.

When Fatimah was about to be buried a group of three guys appeared from no where to assist the burial. Their appearance did not attract any suspicion from the rest of the crowd because they seemed helpful. Some even thought they were friends of Fatimah from the city. However, when Fatimah's corpse mysteriously gained weight, one of them came forward and offered his advice. He was the Ustaz who later torched all Fatimah's belonging into ashes.

Later that afternoon before saying goodbye, he told Syafiqah that someone might come later with the answer she desperately needed. According to him, that person - whom turned out to be me - is a stinking rich Internet blogger under payroll to negotiate a compensation settlement.

The words 'stinking rich' means that my money stink, which was metaphorically correct because it was the Jesuit’s money to begin with. So I guess they have figured out whom I was currently working for.

But lucky for me, Syafiqah did not notice this hidden meaning. I was relieved to know that the man who had spoken to Syafiqah did not show any signs of animosity towards me other than a bad joke on how bad my grammar was in my blog.

(P/S: English is not exactly my first language. Being a local graduate, I have been struggling with my grammar since my days in school. In fact, I had gotten myself a C during my SRP. The only reason why I choose to write in English is to share this novel with my friends in the Watchers group).

Based on what Syafiqah had told me, I was convinced the three men who visited Syafiqah that day was the Muslims group within the Watchers group. There are twelve Malaysian Muslim Watchers, I just have to figure out which three from the group came in contact with Syafiqah.

Anyway, to cut the story short, I had no choice but to strike a deal with Syafiqah later. Whoever these men are, they told Syafiqah that I would be investigating Fatimah’s death and that led to Syafiqah's decision to tag along with me to Penang. At first I tried to resist her demands but in the end I ran out of excuses and energy to make up new ones.

Damn this group! With these pictures of dead Fatimah as proof, clearly they as members of the Watchers group and they would have known that Syafiqah and I were now venturing towards the dark side of the Illuminati.

Since day one when I wrote 'Novus Ordos Seclorum & The All Seeing Eye' for Mykmu.Net, the loudest dissenting opinion I've received from some of my readers was that the Illuminati had no interest to come here because Malaysia had nothing to offer. This is the most naive stupid opinion one could come up with. It is the same as saying that there's no Satan in Malaysia because this country has nothing that Satan wants. Uh heloooo? Even Satan would disagree with that.

However, some readers did managed to throw a more challenging question. Because the Illuminati is basically all about bloodline, then logic dictates that in order to become one, the wannabes must be related in some way to the ruling hierarchy of the Illuminati aristocracies.

If that is true, does that mean that the bloodline are here too? In Malaysia? Who?

Anwar Ibrahim?

My answer on that is : Nothing is impossible but still highly unlikely.

Whereas I am certain that Anwar Ibrahim is a Freemason and a Luciferian, I don't think he has the blood in him to join the ranks of the pure blood. The fact that the Illuminati allows him to campaign his goal to be a Prime Minister does not mean that he is the boss, it just goes to show that he is being controlled by one.

A good example is Barrack Obama. Other than the fact this his mother is a jewish cousin of vice-president Dick Cheney's wife Lynne Cheney, Barack Obama did not share any Illuminati bloodline to entitle him as a part of the family. However, as a servant he did get selected by the Tri-Lateral Commission, the CFR and The Bildeberger Group, who picks and chooses who get to be nominated for presidency.

You see, the Illuminati's agenda nowadays is not on winning a popularity contest. They have no problem with someone else being a poster boy as long as they can dictate the agenda. In fact, the last true blood who ran for US presidency was John F Kennedy and look what that had gotten him into? Two bullets shot through his brain.

The Kennedy story was fascinating. There are so many conspiracy theories out there on his death. There is a story of him being killed by the mob, or the Cuban, or the Russian etc. But all these theories failed to take one important clue, John F. Kennedy was a true blood from the Kennedys family. No one kills Illuminati aristocracies except the Illuminati themselves. Five years later his brother Robert was killed by Sirhan Sirhan in a clear attempt to stop him from winning the US Presidency.

I will repeat this to make my point clear, it's impossible to kill a president and a presidential candidate unless the killings was sanctioned by the Illuminati, and there is only one reason why the Illuminati would want to kill their own - a threat of exposure.

Which brings us to what John and Robert had done which earn them both a death warrant?

Ever heard about the 1962 Cuban Missile Crisis? No? Well, The Cuban Missile Crisis was a confrontation between the Soviet Union and Cuba on one side and the United States on the other in October 1962 and is generally regarded as the moment in which the Cold War came closest to turning into a nuclear holocaust.

President Kennedy's respond to the crisis was a shocking flip from the master plan. Some even said that the ending of the crisis greatly influenced the domino effect that led to the fate of USSR in later years.

According to plan, John F Kennedy as a pure blood President would dance along with Russian President Nikita Khrushchev to escalate the crisis that should then led to millions of people perished in nuclear war. However, to the anger of other pure blood families, John refused to allow the nuke from flying. Instead, it was the USSR that had retreated from Cuba willingly.

Up to this day, many people still wonder why mother Russia allowed herself to be embarrassed that way. Is its true that the Russian President had lost the 'chicken game' with one of the youngest president in American History?

The truth is, the war was aborted because the Illuminati had been blackmailed, and the only human being on earth that can blackmail all 13 families of the Illuminati is of course - a family member of the Illuminati itself. In order to force the Illuminati to abort their biggest project of the 20th century, John and Robert both threatened to appear on national television to expose themselves, their bloodline, and the entire Illuminati royal families to the world.

Can you imagine how such announcement by the US president (John) and US Attorney General (Robert) could change the course of our history?

So now you know why John and his brother was swiftly assassinated. The Illuminati was such in a hurry to kill him, they didn't even bother to come up with a good plan. In the end, because of the poor planning, many loose ends were left untied and hence the conspiracy theory was born.
There are currently 13 families bloodlines of the Illuminati namely;

1. Astor,
2. Bundy,
3. Collins,
4. DuPont,
5. Freeman,
6. Kennedy,
7. Li,
8. Onassis,
9. Reynolds,
10. Rockefeller,
11. Rothschild,
12. Russell, and finally
13. Van Duyn Bloodline.

So far I have yet to find any trail of evidence suggesting that Anwar Ibrahim has the royal blood in him but that can be explained. If I'm the Illuminati I would take my lesson from the Kennedy incident that is not to employ your immediate family members to work under you because if he betrays you it will be difficult to dispose him. I once employed one of my wife's cousin to work for my firm. It turned out to be a bad decision because when her temper caused one developer company to walk out from the panel ship agreement, I found it difficult to fire that bitch. So if I'm the Illuminati, it would be better to employ someone more expandable. Take Benazir Bhutto for example, they funded her and used her to destabilize Pakistan and when they were done with her, they just bombed her to smithereens. Now, that’s a good way to do business the Illuminati way.

So, if Anwar Ibrahim is just a sheep, then who's the shepherd?

We have to refer to history to make an intelligent guess. Here's a clue as suggested by one of my colleagues in the Watchers Group - what does Singapore and Penang have in common?

When asked this question, the first thing that comes to everyone’s mind would be that both are islands. Geographically, that's true. However, the question is not about their similarity but what these two islands really have to offer.

No, the answer needs to be searched from historical and political point of views.

In the early paragraph of this chapter, I did say that the Illuminati's agenda nowadays are not about winning popularity contest. I also said that a good way to do business is not to employ your immediate family members. The Illuminati adopts this policy when selecting a candidate to contest for political office but this policy of flying below radar only came to place after President Kennedy betrayed them in 1960’s. Prior to that, the Illuminati have no problem letting the Illuminati bloodlines appear on public radar. In fact, they even insisted for it in the area where no such radar exists.

One area in this globe where no such radar exists in the 60’s is South East Asia. Frankly speaking, public awareness on the existence of the Illuminati is so low in this region that you can candidly walk to a person and ask him/her whether he/she knows what Illuminati is and the respond to that question would be “is that food or something?”

If the awareness is low in the 21st century, then such awareness was almost non-existent in 1960’s. Only a few people would know about it by then. Therefore it is correct to say that in 1960’s no one knew that amongst the 13 royal families of the Illuminati, there are two Asian families. One of them is known as ‘The Li Family’.

To understand about the Li’s connection, one has to understand how the Chinese name are joined. A Chinese name is made up of a family name (surname), which is written first, and then comes the personal name. Family names are usually of one character each and the surname Li is amongst the 5 top families in mainland China (others are Chen, Zhang, He, and Huang).

According to the Chinese dictionary of surnames (the Xing Zuan), the Li surname has a long history which goes back to Emperor Zhuanzu who was the first Li and lived before 2000 B.C. Then there was Li Yuan as the founder of the Tang Dynasty that lasted from 618 to 906 A.D. His son who ruled after him was Li Shimin. In their dynasty, printing and paper money were introduced to China.

It was during the Tang Dynasty that about 15 different surnames were given the honour of having the Li surname. One of these surnames is Lin.

A Chinese who with the same surname has more loyalty to someone else who has the same surname. For instance, two Chinese with the Li name would consider themselves relatives even if they were totally strangers. Even if two people have no blood ties, if they have the same surname it is generally considered incestuous to marry each other in China.

As some of the Li and Lin migrated to other continents, the spelling changed too. Hence, in Singapore and countries of South East Asia, the Li family name is spelled Lee. Alternate Romanizations include Lai (in Cantonese), Lý (Vietnam), Lí (Vietnam), Lei (Macau), Lie (Indonesia), and Lê (Vietnam).

I guess the fact that LEE Kuan Yew (of Singapore) also share the same surname proves nothing at all at this point. Taken collectively, these surnames make Li the most common surname in the world and I’m sure we have met some Lee’s in our own neighbourhood and it proves nothing but biology.

But then again, we have to take into account the historical background of PAP and it’s connection to the Li’s family who controls Mainland China. If there’s a connection between PAP and the red party in China, then definitely there’s a connection between the LEEs in Singapore and the LIs who controls China.

Not many people would know this, but when PAP was inaugurated in November 1954, the communists and the Freemasons were invited as VIPs. The VIPs representing China’s communists are Fang Chuang Pi ('the Plen'), Lim Chin Siong and Fong Swee Suan. Then there’s Devan Nair as pro-Communist and also present was our Masonic Prime Minister Tunku Abdul Rahman (read my previous article “Commenting on COMMENTING ON TAN SRI SANUSI JUNID'S MENTION ON FREEMASON to learn more on Tunku).

In his later memoirs, Lee Kuan Yew admitted that it was the communists who supported him in becoming the Prime Minister in 1959. This is an important admission because that means the Li dynasty in China was responsible in putting the Lee dynasty in Singapore to power.

The Li dynasty in China is certainly a force of power to reckon with. When the Premier Li Peng goes to New York City, amongst his top agenda was meeting another prominent Illuminati dynasty - the Rockefellers. Of all the dictators in this world, Li Peng was amongst a few whom somehow managed to escape media persecutions by the West despite being the person behind the "Tiananmen Square Massacre". Li Peng also shamelessly make use of his premiership to enrich the Li’s family. He spent much of his premiership staffing the State Power Corp with his relatives. Li's management effectively transformed China's energy industry into a "family fiefdom". At its height, Li's power company controlled 72% of all energy-producing assets in China, and was ranked as the sixtieth-largest company in the world by US magazine Fortune. Two of Li's children, Li Xiaopeng and Li Xiaolin, inherited and ran two of China's electrical monopolies.

Another Li currently in power is the Li Ka-shing . This richest person of East Asian is the eleventh richest person in the world with an estimated wealth of US$ 22 billion as of 2011. Presently, he is the Chairman of Hutchison Whampoa Limited (HWL) and Cheung Kong Holdings; through them, he is the world's largest operator of container terminals and the world's largest health and beauty retailer.

The trend continues in Singapore. Lee Kuan Yew’s youngest son, Lee Hsien Yang, was a former President and Chief Executive Officer of SingTel - one of the largest mobile network operators in the world. He is currently the Non-Executive Director and Chairman of F&N Limited - a company with total assets of over S$13 billion and employed over 13,000 people in 20 countries. Lee Kuan Yew’s daughter, Lee Wei Ling, runs the National Neuroscience Institute while Lee Hsien Loong's wife, Ho Ching, is the Executive Director and CEO of Temasek Holdings - an investment company owned by the government of Singapore with a portfolio of about S$193 billion (US$157 billion), end of March 2011.

So, if there’s a connection between the Li’s in China and the Lee’s in Singapore, then what’s the connection between the Lee’s in Singapore with the Island of Penang?

This might come as a surprise, but while the Li surname has evolved into Lee in South East Asia, so does the surname Lin. The Lin surname is sometimes pronounced as LIM in Singapore and Malaysia.

Do you know the most famous LIM in Malaysia?

Do you know the most famous LIM in Malaysia?

I bet you do.. Hehe

We know now that the Penang Democratic Action Party (DAP) was originally the Malaysian branch of the Singapore People's Action Party (PAP). However, Singapore seceded from the federation in 1965, many of the Malaysian PAP members were instructed to continue the party, including future President of Singapore Devan Nair who stayed in Malaysia to form the DAP in October 1965.

Ever since its formation, DAP has one member who happens to be a relative of PAP leader Lee Kuan Yew. His name is Lim Kit Siang, and in the early years when Lee Kuan Yew was studying in a High School in Batu Pahat, Lim Kit Siang was also schooling there and stayed with Lee Kuan Yew and his family (the historical fact about Lew Kuan Yew’s stay in Johore has been deleted from Singapore texts. So don’t bother yourself seeking verification. If you need corroborative evidence, ask the old folks at Batu Pahat).

I guess you can already guess where I am going with this. Yes, Lee Kuan Yew and Lim Kit Siang are related or at least as close as a relatives as can be. It’s already known in public that Lee Kuan Yew was Lim Kit Siang‘s mentor.

I’m still investigating whether the Lim’s family in Penang has any relationship with the two Lims whom was instrumental in Lee Kuan Yew rise to power. The first one is Lim Chin Siong who is amongst the three founder members of the PAP. He was supposed to be Singapore’s Prime Minister but his political career was assassinated by Lee Kuan Yew who accused him of being a Communist (Note: Lee Kuan Yew only recently admitted in his memoir that the communist put him on power. In 1956 he used communism as an excuse to arrest his political challengers). The other one is Lim Yew Hock, the Minister for Labour and Welfare in 1956 who arrested Lim Chin Siong and put him to jail. In 1956 he blamed Lim Chin Siong for the infamous Hock Lee bus riots and jailed him. In 1964 Tunku Abdul Rahman appointed him as the Malaysian High Commissioner to Canberra, Australia where he went missing for 10 days in June 1966. His wife and daughters went on national television to plead for his safe return after a massive police search was unsuccessful in locating him. Then, just as mysteriously as he had disappeared, a passing stranger had discovered him ill, wandering at Sydney street 10 days later. The stranger then drove him to Canberra to return him to the High Commission.

“Are we in Penang already?”

Her voice took me away from my wandering mind. The Rock’s fan has awakened from sleep.

There was no need for me to answer that because our car was now travelling on the famous Penang Bridge. Certainly she recognized the bridge even if it’s in the middle of the night. We are now entering the Island where the first Freemason had landed in Tanah Melayu.

“What’s the plan for tomorrow?” She demanded to know my schedule tomorrow.

I didn't answer that also. Actually, I’m still clueless of my next game plan for tomorrow. Before Syafiqah forced her way (with her mouth) into this trip, I had come up with a brilliant plan to bribe my way into completing my mission. But now the loud mouth is here, I think I might need to find a place to ditch her before I can meet up with the witnesses who could tell me how Fatimah died.

“So what’s our plan for tomorrow?” She repeated her question when I did not answer the first. I grimaced to hear the word “our” in the question.

“I don’t know yet” I answered her question. I lied of course. What I will do is to find a nice hotel for us to stay for the night and by dusk tomorrow I will drive away leaving her behind still snoring in her room.

“You don’t know?” I heard her voice rising. Her eyebrow must be rising up by now.

“I don’t know.. YET” I emphasized on the word “yet” this time because I already sensed some nagging was coming. If that’s the case, my experience with my mom has taught me that the safest course of action is to shut my mouth and momentarily shut down my brain as well.

“We drove this far and you-don’t-know-what-to-do-tomorrow?” She deliberately annoyed me with her syntax.

Actually I’m the one doing the driving while she was busy snoring...

“You guys are hopeless..” She declared while looking through the windshield. "That’s why I need to tag along in this trip.. Otherwise it’ll take forever for you to investigate my sister’s death”

I smiled when I heard her saying that. I was doing fine on my own without her tagging along, thank you. My mouth twitched this time to say something aloud but I sustain the will to remain silent.

“This is your first time in Penang right? Do you even know how to drive there?”

Apparently she is not aware of Nokia N95 and its GPS function. But I was not so mean to make fun of her ‘kampung’ background. I really was trying to avoid an argument. The way the ladies think, an argument for them is actually just a discussion that occurs when they already think they are right, and that it’s just that men just have not realized it yet. If I could represent the men of the world I will beg to differ, but I know there is no winning because a woman always want to have the last word in any argument, anything a man says to her after that is just the beginning of a new argument.

“Not.. yet..” This time I answered. I was trying to play safe and as a lawyer I think this answer seems to be the vaguest answer I could come up with.

“Do you know why the children of Israel wandered around the desert for 40 years? Because even in biblical times, men wouldn’t ask for directions” her voice sounded serious as she told me that.

Ladies in general do not realize that nagging while travelling is not helpful either. Often at the risk of making men having heart attacks or causing motor vehicle accidents, nagging made the men lose focus in finding directions – of which probably why the Israelites have been lost since the day of Moses.

But I continue zipping my lips. Play safe! Play safe! Memandu dengan selamat, ingat orang tersayang.

“Let me ask you something, where would all men be today if it were not for us women?”

In the Garden of Eden eating strawberries! That’s where!

“Why haven’t you spoken to me yet in the past 10 minutes?” She was finally annoyed with my muteness.

“I tried.. But I didn’t like to interrupt you…”

I could almost hear the sound of her blood pressure rising after I gave her that answer. I’m sure she was about to give a piece of her mind about me when my Nokia N95 (I bought one after seeing how good it performed in Fatimah’s case) phone suddenly rang. Saved by the bell! Hurray!

But now, who would be calling me at this hour?

I picked up the phone and said “Hello?”

“Assalammualaikum dan selamat malam.. eeh la ni duk malam lagi ka, dah kira masuk jam 12 tengah pagi? Lantaklah.. Hang apa habaq nooo..” (Peace upon you and good night.. Eeh is it still at night or already passed 12am? Whatever.. How are you?) A man’s voice was at the end of the phone with a heavy Penangite accent..

“Waalaikum salam.. Encik ni siapa? (Peace on you too.. Who are you?)” I didn’t recognize the cheerful voice.

“Aku laaaa si cacamarba… Hang kenai kaaaa dak? Eh betoi jugak kan, konpom la hang tak kenai aku yang hensem ni sebab kita tak pernah sembang lagi.. tapi kita dah pernah chat kat chatroom Watchers Group.. takkan lupa kot. Raplah betoi hang ni. (This is me, cacamerba.. don’t you recognise me? Of course you don’t because this is the first time we speak to each other. But we chatted before via online in the Watchers Group channel, remember?”)

Now I remember him, he is one of the juniors in the Watchers group. Imam Ali recommended him into the Muslims group and later he was allowed to sign in as one of us. He’s bubbly one and he dare to reveal too much information about himself than one is allowed to. He is a pure Penangite and that is quite evident from the accent he was using with me now. I really don’t know why Imam Ali brought him to the group other than the fact that he is also a blogger like most of us in the Watchers group. You too can read his blog at Quite a nice guy and we have been chatting online several times discussing Malaysian politics. He’s a joker and he called me “Bai” (that’s generic name for every male in Penang, I guess) and return, he didn’t mind me calling him “Lahabau” (Lahabau is a slang for “Dam It”. So it is sort of like calling someone “Hey Dam It”. I’m not from Malacca but since he called me “Bai” without my consent, then I see nothing wrong calling him “Lahabau” occasionally. He didn’t mind at all)

“Oh kau ke Lahabau? First time kita borak. Kau kat mana seka… “
(Is it you Lahabau? This is our first time talking. Where are you..?)

Then it hit me, how the hell did he get my number???

“Tunggu sekejap! Bagaimana kau tau nombor handpone aku hah?!”
(Wait minute! How did you get my number?)

Silent. Then..

“Errr.. Takkan Imam Ali tak bagi tau hang lagi? Aku ingat dia dah call”
(Errr.. Didn’t Imam Ali called you yet? I thought he has) His voice sounded surprised now.

What the hell is going on? No one is supposed to know my number except for MGS and I was sure she didn’t share that information with anyone else.

“Tak ada pun.. Lagipun Imam Ali pun tak tau nombor aku.. Takda siapa dalam Watchers tau nombor aku..”
(Nope.. And Imam Ali does not know my number... No one in the Watchers Group knows my number)

He stuttered when he replied “I gave him your number two days ago.. He said yesterday he’ll give you a call this morning, so I figure I’ll say hi as a follow up”

My voice changed into a murderous tone. “YOU-TRACKED-DOWN-MY-NUMBER? HOW?”

Silent again.. From the other end of the line I thought I heard someone said `mampuih dah aku’ before I heard a reply. “I work for a Telecommunication Company? Remember?”

Oh, now I get why Imam Ali wanted him in the group. I’m a profiler, he on the other hand is a tracker. As a profiler I make intelligent guess on a person based on how he writes and behaves. Tracker on the other hand is people who has access to the system and thus is in a position to track down any individual if sufficient information is available. Cacamarba did announced in the forum once that he works for the largest Telecommunication Company in this country. If enough information can be gathered about me, that should be enough for him to find me amongst millions of names in the nationwide user database.

“Who else know my number?!”

“No one.. just me and Imam Ali and Mojo” From the sound of his voice, I was sure he regretted making a phone call to me.

Mojo? That Mojo guy from “Nonsensical Insight”? (

“You’ve met Mojo Jojo?.. and told him my number?” I was hissing through my teeth.

There was a nervous chuckle from the end of the line.

“I don’t think Mojo will like you adding Jojo to his name.. and chill out bro… Imam Ali, Mojo and I went to see that Syafiqah chick weeks ago… Pretty hot chick eh? Is she with you now?”

I took a quick look at Syafiqah. She was doing the eyebrow thing again.


“Let’s have lunch tomorrow with them, shall we? There’s a good restaurant in GeorgeTown you wouldn’t want to miss. Mojo is coming and Imam Ali is paying for the treat… and bring her along..”

“I’m busy.. I’ll think about it later..” I really have no desire to actually meet the three stooges whom I really do not know anything about except for their supposedly existence in the Internet. Furthermore, I would not know how to explain to them why I have agreed to be employed by the Jesuits.

Cacamerba was saying something when I switched off the phone.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

CHAPTER 1 and 2

Hi it's me again. Since I'm too lazy to write down any new materials, I decided to release the first 2 chapters on my novel JEREJAK. I would like to thank Ms.HH, The½EmptyParadox & Siti for their help in assisting me completing these chapters.

Author: AfterDark
Gammar Correction: The½EmptyParadox

It was pitch black yet I saw it happening around me.

The things you see when people fight, and the gush of fear that hits them. That’s me in the center of the ring. That’s me, in fear. Like a coward. And its my first time in the ring. Being a target. And wailing like a walrus in fear.

What a mess…

My name is Muhammad. In the internet I am known as AfterDark.

This is my story.

Author: AfterDark
Grammar Correction By: Ms.HH, The½EmptyParadox & Siti

So how in the world did I get myself into this mess?

Well, for a start I would very much like to blame the creator of the television series “the X-files” for the chain of events. In 1993, Chris Carter from the Fox Network came up with the 90’s cult TV series ‘The X-Files’. I believe many people of my generation (the 30 something) still remember the show about FBI agents Fox Mulder (played by actor David Duchovny) and Dana Scully (played by the beautiful redhead Gillian Anderson). In the series, the two agents were assigned to investigate some paranormal stuffs and government conspiracies which involved the highest order within a Secret Organisation.

The show depicts the general idea that there’s a bunch of very powerful men out there controlling the world. I guess the idea is not even new to most people. Since the 70’s Hollywood came out with James Bond movies portraying several villains who are all out for world domination. However, the ideas behind these villains are all wrong and clearly impossible to exist in real life. The villain in James Bond movies would usually be just one man against the world. These villains (in all the James Bond movies) were very wealthy up to the point where they could own spaceship or stealth submarine or nuclear warhead without the film having to explain where the funds came from. Therefore the idea that such super villains exist is clearly laughable. It goes without saying that Bond films in the 70’s were as dumb as the blonde characters portrayed in them. Men thronged into theatres not to work their brains out, instead they were just there to watch the Bond ladies in skimpy dress, cool Bond gadgets and the highly entertaining action packed scenes.

The X-Files is much, much different. It amplified the whispers in the ‘underground’ that the United States government was not what it seemed to be. The idea itself was ‘modified’ here and there to spread misinformation to the general population. Nonetheless the world was captivated by an idea that the government was actually controlled by a few very powerful men in expensive suits who could determine who should live and who should die. To the American public, who had long been told about the assassination of JFK and the Roswell Conspiracy, the idea behind the X-Files came to as no surprise. But for those who live outside United States, the X-Files gave them the inspiration to learn more about what was happening in their own country.

I am one of those very few people. Interested to know more about the X-Files in my own country, I began to read. In the era where the internet was only 14.4 kpbs at its best, finding information was definitely scarce. In fact, I relied on my dad to tell me a few bits about what was happening in the world which could give me the general idea of what I was looking for.

It was from my dad that I knew about the arrest of Siddiq Mohamad Ghouse in 1981 for his alleged involvement with the KGB. Three other Soviet officers were also expelled in connection with the case. Later in his memoir ‘A Doctor in the House’, the former Prime Minister wrote that the then Security Minister Tan Sri Ghazali had shown him several pictures of Siddiq Ghouse meeting with several Singaporeans. This was the first time I heard about Singaporeans clandestine activities in our country that had stirred up an interest in me to know more.

I will further explain more in this book about how this new found obsession had sunk me further into the underground world especially in my involvement with a group known as the ‘Watchers group’.

In 1998, I was in my fourth year studying Law in one of the local universities. This was a memorable year because a year before that the whole South East Asia was economically attacked by currency traders in what was known as ‘The Asian Currency Crisis’. Despite the fact that the Internet was still 28.8 kbps at that time in Malaysia, our law library was sufficiently equipped with enough bandwidth for students to browse the Internet for news of what was happening in Indonesia and the rest of Asian countries affected by the attack. To avoid congested traffic in our university Internet server, I performed Maghrib prayer in the faculty surau before I started my daily ritual of reading the news of the world. At dusk, very few people were utilising the Internet and therefore the speed improved significantly.

To address the economic woes, the then Deputy Prime Minister of Malaysia Mr. Anwar Ibrahim adopted a wrong strategy. Being his admirer back then, at first I thought these errors were unintentionally made. But later I came to believe that the so called ‘errors’ were all intended. Not long after that he was dismissed from the Cabinet by our Prime Minister and lost all his privileges. This is when I began to realise that he was up to no good. Being an avid reader of this horrible thing that had happened in Indonesia consequent to the currency crisis, I was horrified to learn that Anwar had adopted the same strategy to topple down the government.

It is worthy to note here that the Indonesian riot happened sometime between 13-15 May 1998. The riots were triggered by the 1997 currency crisis which subsequently led to food shortages and mass unemployment, and eventually the resignation of President Suharto and the fall of the government. A government minister reported on the damages or destruction of 2,479 shop-houses, 1,026 ordinary houses, 1,604 shops, 383 private offices, 65 bank offices, 45 workshops, 40 shopping malls, 13 markets, and 12 hotels.

In terms of human misery, it is reported that more than five thousand people died in the riots, at least 168 rape cases were reported, and material damages were valued at more than Rp 3.1 trillion. However, the actual numbers of rape cases alone were in thousands.

Overall, the Indonesian riot on 13th May 1998 is far worse than 13th May 1969 riot in Malaysia.

For me, the decision by the said Anwar Ibrahim to follow the Indonesian so-called ‘Reformasi’ is the only reason I needed to convince myself that this lunatic is no longer worthy of my admiration. It was merely 7 days after the Indonesian riot and I managed to access the news and stories posted in the Internet about the murders, rapes and devastation that had engulfed Indonesia in the aftermath of the political demonstration turned riot. Therefore it really struck me to realise that a Deputy Prime Minister whom I assumed had better access to these information would choose to follow the same path of destruction for my country. Hypothetically, it was like seeing your neighbour set his house on fire in May and then oddly enough you decided to do exactly the same in September, how was that making sense at all?

My dad told me that the 13th May riot in Malaysia was orchestrated by ‘outsiders’ who were back then trying to destabilise the new Malaysia. For me, this was no longer rumours but a fact. Unfortunately in 1969 the media was still at its infancy and therefore not much information was properly recorded to prove this. But thanks to the Internet and new age media, there are plenty of information about the riot in Indonesia to back up the allegation that the riots was meticulously planned. Evidence about the rapes proven that the whole thing was orchestrated. The rape victims’ age ranges from ten to fifty where it was executed systematically and well-organised, since most of the perpetrators were not from the area, but came from elsewhere in groups.

The Indonesian riot was triggered by the fatal shooting of four students from Trisakti University who partook in a demonstration against the Government on 12th May 1998. It was reported that the shooting was deliberately done by several unknown men on motorcycles who appeared on the flyover which overlooked Trisakti. The identities of these men were never known until today.

It was many months later, a theory surfaced upon which the instigators to these riots were from the military itself. An independent investigation into the events managed to record a testimony from a taxi driver reported hearing a man in a military helicopter encouraging people on the ground to carry out looting; shop-owners at a Plaza claimed that, before the riots, military officers tried to extract protection money; a teenager claimed he and thousands of others had been trained as protesters; a street child alleged that Kopassus officers ordered him and his friends to become rioters; there was a report of soldiers being dressed up as students and then taking part in rioting; eyewitnesses spoke of muscular men with short haircuts arriving in military-style trucks and directing attacks on Chinese homes and businesses.

It was later believed that the mastermind behind these riots was the Illuminist General Prabowo Subianto. Prabowo who was lionised by his American counterparts as a future national leader, was believed to have used Kopassus and the army in general as the instrument to trigger the chaos. It was also later implicated that Prabowo was the man behind the formation of 'ninja squads', presumably the same squad behind the murder of numerous religious men in Banyuwangi and the one operated by the paramilitary groups in East Timor.

Prabowo and his billionaire brother Hashim were also the men behind the formation of 'Partai Gerakan Indonesia Raya' or Gerindra in short. The purpose behind the formation of Gerindra was somewhat similar to Anwar Ibrahim’s PKR party in Malaysia, namely to promote Prabowo as the next President of Indonesia. After he failed in his attempt to be nominated as presidential candidate for Golkar Party, he egress Golkra and instead used Gerindra to nominate him as the Presidential candidate for the 2009 General Election. However due to his history which was perceived as a liability against his chances, he was advised by his advisor Alex Castinallos (a U.S. Republican Party political media consultant and also top media adviser to Bush Cheney '04) to shift his strategy by agreeing to be nominated as vice president alongside Megawati Suekarnoputri as Presidential candidate against Susilo-Boediono team. It is very interesting to note that Prabowo like Anwar Ibrahim seemed unable to escape the influence of Illuminati even for a minor detail such as choosing the logo of his party. Whereas Anwar Ibrahim had chosen the "all seeing eye" as the logo for Parti Keadilan Rakyat, Prabowo had chosen an emblem very similar to the Illuminati's eagle emblem. Coincidence you say? I think not.

On 3rd September 1998, Anwar Ibrahim was dismissed from being the second most powerful man in Malaysia. The man I would like to say thanks to this is none other than the previous number one most powerful man in Malaysia - Tun Dr Mahathir Mohammad. However, from the information I later gathered from my friends in the Group, I learnt that Anwar Ibrahim’s ‘reformasi’ movement was not a result of his dismissal. In fact, a group member who was there joining groups of a thousand people who surrounded the UMNO headquarter that night (the night Anwar was sacked) had told me that the tendency for violence was clearly visible by then. Remembering that night, he now believes that Anwar’s dismissal from the cabinet was anticipated by Anwar himself, by which he planned to use that as a pretext to start street violence in Malaysia. In fact, a day before his dismissal, Anwar had already moved his propaganda agenda/‘machine‘, in comparing the Indonesian Reformasi and Malaysia.

Anwar Ibrahim was certainly a drama king that night. Despite the full opportunity given to him to defend the homosexual allegation alleged against him, he chose not to proof his innocence. Instead, he was barking on irrelevant topics such as the so-called political conspiracy against him. Down below on the street, his propaganda machine led by Dr. Rahim Ghouse started the hate campaign against the government via the spreading of poison letters and flyers to the crowd. It was clear to my friend by then that Anwar’s propaganda machine had long been prepared to create havoc in Malaysia similar to the chaotic situation in Indonesia.

Alarmed by Anwar’s clear intention to ‘import’ the Indonesian style of violence into Malaysia, it took me a while before I eventually started my own battle against the Malaysian ‘Reformasi’ movement. I went to Imbi Plaza at Bukit Bintang, Kuala Lumpur and bought myself a pirated software of the most basic HTML editor I could find and learned to create my website. After two days of self-learning, I registered myself with a free account at and began writing.

And hence ‘AnwarGate’ website was born.

I’m still quite proud with my achievements through AnwarGate. I can honestly say that ‘AnwarGate’ was the first Anti-Anwar ever to emerge in the Internet. By that time the Internet was filled with several Pro-Anwar websites led by a website known as `MahaZalim’ and these websites were clocking thousands of visitors. By comparison, AnwarGate was virtually unknown and didn’t even manage to clock any visitor 36 hours after I posted my first article. So I decided to be creative. I spammed my first article to hundreds of email address I could find in the Internet forum. That really helped started the traffic to my website.

It was through AnwarGate I hurled my first innuendo that Anwar was recruited by the CIA. I found this picture of an American Eagle in the internet so I pasted Anwar’s picture below it and wrote a big bold sentence above it “THE EAGLE HAS LANDED”. I then uploaded the picture onto my website so that anyone can download it for free as their PC’s wallpaper. Needless to say, I received almost 145 emails from Anwar’s fans condemning me. That lifted my spirit and made me spend several more nights designing several other wallpapers. One particular wallpaper even had the CIA emblem on it.

Unfortunately ‘AnwarGate’ only managed to survive for a year. Anwar Ibrahim went to jail not long after that and Tun Mahathir were still there to lead the government into general election victory. I wrote my last article in 1999 before saying goodbye. Some mystery guy from PERWAJA actually offered to buy the website from me and I said yes for a cash of RM5,000.00 (Hey, I was graduating that year and I needed money to spend while looking for a job) but before the deal was closed my account got hacked and the password was changed. That effectively ended AnwarGate for good.

Apparently, that was not the end of this story.