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Mt. Sarakura is the highest mountain in Kitakyushu with an altitude of 622 meters from sea level, and is a part of Kitakyushu Quasi-national Park. You can go up to the top of the mountain just in 10 minutes by the use of longest-lined cable car in Kyushu and the slope car and from the top you can overlook the whole view of the magnificent landscape Kitakyushu such as Moji, Kokura Yahata, Tobata as well as Wakamatsu. In the evening, you can also enjoy one of the most beautiful night scene in Japan called as “one million dollars night view”.&lt;/div&gt;
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Abu Bakar Ibn Abi Maryam melaporkan bahawa beliau mendengar Rasulullah SAW telah bersabda&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Akan tiba suatu zaman di mana tiada apa yang bernilai dan boleh digunakan oleh umat manusia. Maka simpanlah &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;dinar dan dirham&lt;/span&gt; (untuk digunakan)&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hadis dari Musnad Imam Ahmad Ibn Hanbal&lt;/div&gt;
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- V For Vandetta&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mythmania18.blogspot.com/2011/10/quotes-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayie anawzaf)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzg0R-ncLVoSzsf8IAzMGEGMzggt5b3CCBigVnWJF1DpWi2SI8EXYMcT4Y3tv7du-ZL56vy7-CxOGDAxKTPObtZRWnk4qPHu2zMlPz3nW7CO33cfB5U1B02DeuMV_xgaSirEHPhlY0iJ4/s72-c/v-for-vendetta-codename-v.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439321645391143605.post-1445011405903650494</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-23T17:14:12.503+09:00</atom:updated><title>A Story For Us Ⅲ</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZuLtzjnSVijAmYFvu1yTwZdxmkvnulHRp_9sKOCaBnGCZTSuE5YHGSc68iw1F7TIWN4cRWRdT4NssI7EZR9RN7DrSYj52-JYpMVVdn1es34d8Vi0jMXsv5zNZMhaismAQhACqEjNEveI/s1600/(44).jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZuLtzjnSVijAmYFvu1yTwZdxmkvnulHRp_9sKOCaBnGCZTSuE5YHGSc68iw1F7TIWN4cRWRdT4NssI7EZR9RN7DrSYj52-JYpMVVdn1es34d8Vi0jMXsv5zNZMhaismAQhACqEjNEveI/s400/(44).jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425977604986418&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t believe that God exists..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why do you say that?&quot; asked the customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn&#39;t exist. Tell me, if God exists , would there be so many sick people?&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children?&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t imagine loving a God who would allow all of these things.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn&#39;t respond because he didn&#39;t want to start an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and un-kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know what? Barbers do not exist.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How can you say that?&quot; asked the surprised barber. &quot;I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No!! &quot; the customer exclaimed. &quot;Barbers don&#39;t exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ah, but barbers DO exist! What happens is, people do not come to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Exactly!&quot;- affirmed the customer. &quot;That&#39;s the point! God, too, DOES exist! What happens, is, people don&#39;t go to Him and do not look for Him. That&#39;s why there&#39;s so much pain and suffering in the world.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mythmania18.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-for-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayie anawzaf)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZuLtzjnSVijAmYFvu1yTwZdxmkvnulHRp_9sKOCaBnGCZTSuE5YHGSc68iw1F7TIWN4cRWRdT4NssI7EZR9RN7DrSYj52-JYpMVVdn1es34d8Vi0jMXsv5zNZMhaismAQhACqEjNEveI/s72-c/(44).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439321645391143605.post-5166949895546471610</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 03:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-24T12:43:38.520+09:00</atom:updated><title>A Story For Us Ⅱ</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPhW84QQ0uwdnvTiqchNdyFFKLJ_kwFnQ7bgKCQNvdpF2Ol2fqMmUK7yf62_Q8bB4tWwmCOAHKcT-aBAk20QysJ2qL5nMEfYY1TdIDjUaGp5D3SEYZMzwG8ZZi-tTtV-HlggDYpYDruPs/s1600/(57).jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPhW84QQ0uwdnvTiqchNdyFFKLJ_kwFnQ7bgKCQNvdpF2Ol2fqMmUK7yf62_Q8bB4tWwmCOAHKcT-aBAk20QysJ2qL5nMEfYY1TdIDjUaGp5D3SEYZMzwG8ZZi-tTtV-HlggDYpYDruPs/s400/(57).jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486180588782255794&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time. When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer his 3 Questions. Finally, his parents were able to find a Muslim scholar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young man: Who are you? Can you answer my questions?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: I am one of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala )&#39;s slaves and Insha-Allah (God willing), I will be able to answer your questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young man: Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: I will try my best, with the help of Allah(SubHana Wa Ta`ala).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: I have 3 questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is takdir (fate)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If shaitan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since Shaitan (Devil) and the hell were created from fire. Did God not think of it this far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man&#39;s face very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man (feeling pain): Why do you get angry at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your three questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: I really don&#39;t understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: Of course, I felt the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: So do you believe that pain exists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: Show me the shape of the pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: That is my first answer. All of us feel God&#39;s existence without being able to see His shape... Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: Did you ever think that you will get a slap from me, today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: That is takdir (fate)........ My hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: It is created from flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: How about your face, what is it created from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: Flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Man: In pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholar: Even though Shaitan (Devil) and also the hell were created from the fire, if Allah wants, insha-Allah (God willing), the hell will become a very painful place for Shaitan (Devil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mythmania18.blogspot.com/2010/06/story-for-us_24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayie anawzaf)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPhW84QQ0uwdnvTiqchNdyFFKLJ_kwFnQ7bgKCQNvdpF2Ol2fqMmUK7yf62_Q8bB4tWwmCOAHKcT-aBAk20QysJ2qL5nMEfYY1TdIDjUaGp5D3SEYZMzwG8ZZi-tTtV-HlggDYpYDruPs/s72-c/(57).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439321645391143605.post-7422439337846527511</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 14:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-21T23:56:42.690+09:00</atom:updated><title>A Story For Us</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsiPIilFvGsMHao1c6U2RGpZFdZiS1Y-NI-kUErZHqn-bJzBvMphFGCQfEYuG0iISolrCE-yh5wJ5ZPl0_49TloA6ZwwT3x-U6wNYNuBmQeJr5Cq02kjJneQ8O3xcJGA0NSeVCYBXYgjI/s1600/(39).jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsiPIilFvGsMHao1c6U2RGpZFdZiS1Y-NI-kUErZHqn-bJzBvMphFGCQfEYuG0iISolrCE-yh5wJ5ZPl0_49TloA6ZwwT3x-U6wNYNuBmQeJr5Cq02kjJneQ8O3xcJGA0NSeVCYBXYgjI/s400/(39).jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485240762015622642&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;There was once a man who was an enemy to Islam. He had three famous questions that no person could answer. No Islamic scholar in Baghdad could answer his three questions...thus he made fun of Islam in public. He constantly ridiculed Islam and the Muslims. One day a small boy, who`s age was 10, came along ...and heard the man yelling and screaming at Muslims in the street. He was challenging people openly to answer the three questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy stood quietly and watched. He then decided that he would challenge the man. He walked up and told the man, &quot;I will accept your challenge&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man laughed at the boy and ridiculed the Muslims even more by saying, &quot;A ten year old boy challenges me. Is this all you people have to offer!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the boy patiently reiterated his stance. He would challenge the man, and with Allah`s help and guidance, he would put this to an end. The man finally accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire city gathered around a small &quot;hill&quot; where open addresses were usually made. The man climbed to the top, and in a loud voice asked his first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is your God doing right now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The small boy thought for a little while and then told the man to climb down the hill and to allow him to go up in order to address the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says &quot;What? You want me to come down?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, &quot;Yes. I need to reply, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man made his way down and the small boy, age 10, with his little feet made his way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small child`s reply was &quot;Oh Allah Almighty! You be my witness in front of all these people. You have just willed that a Kafir be brought down to a low level, and that a Muslim be brought to a high level!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd cheered and screamed &quot;Takbir&quot;....&quot;Allah-hu-akbar!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was humiliated, but he boldly asked his Second question... &quot;What existed before your God?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small child thought and thought.&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked the man to count backwards. &quot;Count from 10 backwards.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man counted...&quot;10, 9 ,8 , 7 , 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,0&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked, &quot;What comes before 0 ?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man: &quot;I don`t know...nothing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy: &quot;Exactly. Nothing was before Allah, for He is eternal and absolute.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd cheered again....&quot;Takbir!&quot;....&quot;Allah-hu-akbar!!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, now completely frustrated, asked his final question. &quot;In which direction is your Allah facing?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought and thought.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked for a candle. A candle was brought to him. The blessed child handed it to the man and asked him to light it.&lt;br /&gt;The man did so and remarked, &quot;What is this supposed to prove?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The young boy asked, &quot;In which direction is light from the candle going?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man responded, &quot;It is going in all directions.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The boy: &quot;You have answered your own question. Allah`s light (noor) goes in all directions. He is everywhere. There is no where that He cannot be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The crowd cheered again....&quot;Takbir!&quot;....&quot;Allah-hu-akbar!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The man was so impressed and so moved by the boy`s knowledge and spirituality, that he embraced Islam and became a student of the young boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ended the debate.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the young boy?&lt;br /&gt;The young boy was one of our leaders and one of the greatest scholars, Imam Abu Hanîfa (May Allah bless him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mythmania18.blogspot.com/2010/06/story-for-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ayie anawzaf)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsiPIilFvGsMHao1c6U2RGpZFdZiS1Y-NI-kUErZHqn-bJzBvMphFGCQfEYuG0iISolrCE-yh5wJ5ZPl0_49TloA6ZwwT3x-U6wNYNuBmQeJr5Cq02kjJneQ8O3xcJGA0NSeVCYBXYgjI/s72-c/(39).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>