Might be just in Indonesia there are newsletter about war, just like Bukan Kamu song by Ghea Indrawari and Fatin Sidqia, I really don't know about war except the pasar bebas, but I really don't know why my soul is a women, not a guy or man, but just only cigarettes make me bit like a man. Maybe because I was born on An-Nissa Hospital long time ago, when I didn't really remember.
My mother it's not my mother, she is a man.
My father it's actually my mother, because he made my sibling.
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Long time ago, I really remember after I fall then get kidnapped by someone, of course I cannot fly like Superman, I just could fall but when I falling in love, that's make me afraid to fall, of course that's why Karen Armstrong said that of myth not just happening one time, but much of times (Armstrong:2009) in her book about future of God, but I just know about God existence; God it's sky and earth, it's not me of course. So, who I am? I just ordinary people, walk between similar people, someone said that I'm Tuanku Imam Bonjol, of course, and Martin Suryajaya said I'm Muhammad Sholeh, I don't know exactly who is Muhammad Sholeh.
But I know, Prophet Saleh is the only one decide to not eat quldi or zarqum.