On a day Tumang not want to follow his orders to pursue their prey. So the dog is expelled into the woods by him.

When he returned to the palace, Sangkuriang recounted the incident to her mother. Dayang Sumbi very angry when she heard the story. He accidentally hit Sangkuriang’s head with a rice ladle in her hand. Sangkuriang injured and bleeding. He was very disappointed and and decided to go wandering. After the incident, Dayang Sumbi feel very sorry. She was always very diligent in prayer and penance. At one time, the gods gave him a gift. She was blessed with forever young and has a timeless beauty.

After years of wandering, Sangkuriang eventually intends to return to his homeland. Arriving there, the kingdom has changed completely. There he met a lovely girl, who was none other Dayang Sumbi. Fascinated by the beauty of the woman then, Sangkuriang proposed. Therefore he is very handsome youth, Dayang Sumbi was very fascinated him.

On a day Sangkuriang asked permission to hunt. He asked for help Dayang Sumbi to spruce up the headband. Dayang Sumbi was surprised to see the scars on her fiance’s head. The cut was exactly like a wound that has left her son to leave. After a long noticed, it turns out the young man’s face is very similar to her son’s face. He became very frightened.

So then he sought power to thwart the proposal process. He filed two terms. First, she asked the young man to stem the Citarum river. And second, she asked Sangkuriang to make a large canoe to cross the river for their wedding day’s purpose. The second condition that must be accomplished before dawn.

That night Sangkuriang do meditation. With his power he exert magical creatures to help finish the job. Dayang Sumbi secretly peek at the work. Once the work was almost complete, Dayang Sumbi ordered his troops to roll out a red silk cloths at the east of town and lit many torches.

When watching the color red in the east of the city, Sangkuriang thought it was late morning. He also stopped work. He was very upset because it meant he could not qualify the requested of Dayang Sumbi.

He asked for additional time but she refused it. With his strength and driving by angry, he made the dam break. There followed the great flood swept through the city. He was later kicked the large canoe that he made before. The canoe was floated and landed, by the time it turned into a mountain. today known as mountain “Tangkuban Perahu”

2) If you live in a city with public transportation get on it and have fun! Go with some friends or meet some a long the way!

3) Get out of the house to a museum!

4)Start a conversation someone random!

5) Talk with older people! they usually have some awesome stories and always enjoy the company.

6) Find out interesting things about the town or city you live in.

7) Go to your local library and read a book. If your not interested in reading, hang out there.

Volunteer doing something you like.

9) Find that to-do list you have always been putting in the back of your mind.

10) Take a nap.

Grandma was right: never take a drink from strangers. Sometimes a businessman is relaxing at the local bar or a lonely girl is having a drink when a stranger sits next to the person, starts a conversation and offers to buy a drink. After taking a few shots of alcohol, the person starts to feel dizzy and faints. When the person wakes up, he/she is in a bathtub in some hotel room covered with ice. There is a note and a phone next to the person that says “call 911″ When the paramedics arrived to the scene, the paramedics discovered that the person’s kidney has been removed–probably sold on the black market.  

http://www.snopes.com/horrors/robbery/kidney.asp

The Ghost Hitchhiker

I don’t know about you, but I will never pick up a hitchhiker. The ghost hitchhiker story is one of the oldest urban legends. A man who picks up a girl on the side of the road, drives her to her house, but when he turns to say “goodbye or here we are” he finds the backseat of the car empty. Terrified, the man rings the doorbell of the house, and he is told that the girl has been dead for many years.

There is something about this legend that I can’t quite put my finger on it: why take the backseat and not the front seat? 

New York City infested with alligators

Some people claimed to have seen alligators coming out of the sewers. New Yorkers were vacationing in Florida, and thought that it was a good idea to bring back baby alligators to New York to raise as pets. Once the alligators started to grow up, the New Yorkers flushed the alligators down the toilet to get rid of them. The alligators managed to survive and breed in the sewers. Maybe the alligators escaped from the local zoos– I doubt it. There have been several reports–police officers have seen the alligators, too.

http://socyberty.com/folklore/alligators-in-the-sewers-legend-terrifying-urban-legend/

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After reading several articles about zombies, I discovered an amazing fact that it turns out that zombies are real, but they may not like what we thought.

Zombie is actually a man half dead are being deliberately being manipulated / controlled. Zombie derivatives and left the island of Haiti in the Caribbean. The place is that many shamans who master a wide range of science. They are commonly called voodoo sorcerer (voodoo).

It ends Voodoo (Vodun in Benin, tra cui Vudu, Voodoo, suona come una Altrimenti ortografia simile ad Haiti, he nella Repubblica Dominicana Vudu) sono di Filiali sensitiv, Animist tradizione religiosa dei Popoli deriva Dagli antenati dell’Africa West.

Udtrykket Voodoo (i voodoo Benin, OGSA voodoo, voodoo Andet eller, i noget der Lyder stavemåder lignende Haiti Voodoo Dominikanska Republik Den i) er til givet subsidiaries and AF-spiritualist tradition Stammer fra i animistiske religiose fædrene Vestafrika popular.

Roots varied and include the Fon, Ewe and Yoruba of West Africa, from western Nigeria to eastern Ghana. In Benin, Voodoo is the national religion, and professed by 60% of the population, or about 4 ½ million people. Word Voodoo comes from the mind the word means Fon-Ewe. Moreover, voodoo is strongly influenced by Central African traditions. Rite of Congo, which is also known in northern Haiti, Lemba {originally a religion practiced by widespread Bakongo nation West African elements, but generally ignored by many Westerners.

Enough with the voodoo, return to zombie. So the fact that zombies are people who deliberately put to death by voodoo priests and then again to obey their orders to be enslaved.

Zombie like humans, can move, eat, hear and speak, but they have no memory and an overview of their condition. They are like a puppet with no soul, but it can be manipulated.

Centuries-old legend of zombies are already with us, but nobody knows the origin of the zombies, until finally a case unfold and spread, in society

In 1962, Haiti. A man named Clairivius Narcisse was sold to a Voodoo shaman by his brother, because Clairvius refused to sell his share of family land. Clairvius just dead and buried. But benar2 not really dead, but it broke and the use of sugar cane plantations diperkejakan zombies zombies with other employees.

In 1964, after the owner of a zombie is dead, zombies, which eventually spread and wander along the island state of “daze” about 16 years before this mereka2 arrested.

Intrigued by this case, Dr.Wade Davis, Harvard University expert special Ethnobiology arrived in Haiti to discover the truth behind the zombies. He found that the practice of zombies is much to do in Haiti, Caribbean.

How They make a zombie

Zombie actually came from Haiti in the Caribbean islands. They died and resurrected by a voodoo priest and used to be a slave for the rest of their lives very miserable. But the dead who are the zombies are not completely “dead”. But they built looks like “death.” They can move, eat, hear, speak, but they have no memories and ideas about their own condition.

There is one case where a person has become a zombie sharply to normal people. In 1962, Haiti was a man named Narcissus was sold to a Claivius zombie master by his brother. 2 years later, the man was dead zombies and walked around the island in a trance for 16 years. After that. Influence of drugs on him gradually disappearing in 1980, accidentally Claivius Sodar daughter are on the market and recognize it. Initially, his sister did not know. But after Claivius to tell about their experiences in childhood that only they know, finally believing his sister.

Dr. Wade Davis, an expert etnobiologi Harvard University, went to Haiti to investigate this story and find the making of zombies. As for the chemicals and the steps are as follows:

Zombie turns toward Haiti, mostly composed of people who have already been buried, but not quite dead. Because the air is very hot in Haiti, the dead will be buried immediately to prevent rot. In reality, not necessarily the person was dead at all, may still comatose, near death, or something. Zombie Master Situation to dig graves and find people who are still “alive” and when he gave the frog skin, drink and fish ball further slow the blood flow and heart rate, in combination with grass jimpsons to remove the memory and remove the zombies with the reality of the candidate, does not even recognize. Then the zombie used as slaves, usually working in sugarcane plantations. If the zombie looks like it has started to recover, then return to the zombie host jimpsons grass

Create Zombie Chemical analysis

First Frogs Leather

Frog skin is usually called Bufo Bufo Bufo can kill, especially if the frogs had felt threatened. There are three chemical content in the skin of frogs of biogenic amines and bufogenik bufotoksin. An effect is to relieve pain is stronger than cocaine.

2. Blowfish

In Japan, known as fugo puffer fish. Poison called “tetrodotoxin” is a deadly neurotoxin. The effect is 160,000 times stronger than cocaine. There are many cases where people are conscious of having been declared dead for several days due to the ingestion of the poison .

3. Datura (grass jimpson)

Datura contains chemicals antropin, hyoskiamin, and scopolamine, which can react to a powerful hallucinogen when given the appropriate dose. In addition, chemicals can also erase the memory, causing paralysis and death.

Therefore, the chemist who did the zombie potion to be really talented to cause side effects that cause the death of the candidate, Zombie, because the difference between “death” with “apparently dead” is very thin.

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Sometimes, we will ask ….¿ a woman on a dangerous curve? Can you see a spirit reflected in a mirror? “Just dogs lick?. Sometimes legends can not be as legends ke.

VERONICA
If you stand in front of a mirror at night and dark in a bathroom with three lit candles, and you invoke Veronica saying its name three times (one for each candle) is reflected in the mirror your date of death in the steam produced by candles.

GIRL OF THE CURVE

One night in a car were a girl and her family for a road from Vera. When they reached a dangerous hairpin bend and crashed, and the girl and her family (father, mother and sister) disappeared. His relatives have not heard anything back from them.

At the present time to time, hitchhiking girl appears to truckers who pass through there.
The truck that picks up asks him why he’s doing such a young girl hitchhiking. She tells him to be careful in the curve, that is to kill.
Then the girl disappears and the truck driver is killed in the same corner where she disappeared.
Not yet know when it appears.

Another legend VERONICA
One day he met a group of friends to spiritualism, but found a home in which to do so, and thought to spiritualism in a cemetery. Almost nobody liked the idea, but I found it very exciting and agreed.
Once they reached the cemetery, did not know who to rely, and a girl came up to invoke Veronica. The girl he loved Veronica, he knew many stories about it, but it had never occurred to her to summon him to tell his true story.

All were placed and began to rely on, but nothing happened, everyone is getting impatient, but the girl did not, was fully convinced that Veronica would appear.
After several hours and left him and the girl was very quiet and serious. Two days later, the girl told her friends that strange things happened at night.
A friend told him to stay one night in his house to see if it was true or inventions. When they went to bed, began to hear voices very rare, as if coming from afar. Began to be afraid when these voices became clearer and more intense, but then the voices stopped and the boy asked the girl if it was a joke and she said no, it was Veronica, who did not like what we had done , after a few minutes in a mirror you could see the silhouette of a woman.
Began to shake, and heard a voice coming from afar:
I do not like cemeteries, do not know anything about me

Veronica is said that he told them his true history, but you never know the truth, and who went crazy. He committed suicide and she tries to commit suicide but failed, and admitted to a mental hospital.

Whenever asked about that night, she becomes hysterical and unable to speak, does not let Veronica. Nobody knows the truth, but something terrible had to happen.

NOT ONLY THE DOGS LICK
A 9-year-old only child of parents of great influence, I had everything I had wished and hoped for a girl, but with an incomparable solitude. His parents used to go to parties, charities and political meetings, and left it alone.

Everything changed when he bought a large breed puppy, years passed and the girl and the dog became inseparable. A night like any other, the parents came to say goodbye to the girl, the dog used to sleeping with the girl, put it under the bed.

The parents left and soon the girl fell into a deep sleep at about 2:30 am, a loud noise woke her, and scrapes were mild and then louder. Then, fearful, reached down for the dog to the lamiese (was like a code between it and the dog) did it and then settled down and slept again.

When he awoke in the morning he discovered something shocking: The vanity mirror was something written in blood saying ONLY DOGS LICK N0.
Then uttered a cry of horror at seeing his dog slain on the floor of his room.
It is said that when the parents returned was completely disrupted and only said “who licked me?”.
And the question is: according to those who went to investigate the nursery, said the dog was already dead, that is crucified on the ground had been there for hours. Who licked the girl’s hand under the bed?

HEADLESS NURSE
Legend has it that many years ago a beautiful nurse was going to marry a doctor, they worked in the Loayza hospital in the Peruvian capital. The wedding date was near and the boyfriend went to his hometown to invite their relatives.
During the trip had an accident in which he was killed.
Upon hearing the news, the nurse was on duty, decided to end his life.

At that time in the hospital were being new pavilions, which had construction equipment at the time. The nurse who worked on the second floor decided to jump into the void and so end his life, and this coincidence happened and fell on a tapered irons, which cut off his head.

There was dead without a head nurse.
After the time is still seen walking the halls of the hospital. Some patients swear to have been attended by a nurse resplendent white suit and say they could not see his face.

At the root of these phenomena has created the history of the nurse without a head.

Holy Company
The Holy Company is, in popular mythology Galicia and Asturias, a procession of dead souls in purgatory or in the fog of the night (from midnight) go wandering the roads of the parish.
Its mission is to visit all those houses that will soon be a death.

THE TAXI OF DEATH

On the streets of the Chacarita some say in the cemetery surrounding the place is a taxi, but a very particular: the taxi only includes people who leave the Chacarita cemetery to converitrlas in cadavers after visit graves of their loved ones.

In 1978 a now-defunct neighborhood newspaper (all Real), published an article which stated that a man found a woman, dead on his mother’s tombstone. The doctors claimed that the woman had a deep depression caused by the death of a loved one, in this case her mother, but nevertheless, some neighbors said referring to a myth neighborhood raise doubts about what really happened to victim, identified as Philip N. Hosperttato.

Legend has it that the woman in question was tired and did not want to walk the blocks separating it from the bus stop, decided to take a taxi. Then he saw one coming, it stopped, climbed. He said the driver the address and immersed in memories of when his mother was alive, that distinguish him from the pale of the driver or the very slow pitch that replied to hear the address.

Suddenly began to feel a cold, cold never felt before, was all too cold. Wanted to close the window and was closed. It was then paid attention to certain physical characteristics of who was driving. He tried to speak but was speechless when I see the thin hands, his skin almost stuck to the bones, almost white driver. When he wanted to see her face through the front mirror, he could not because he was wealthy so that only saw the empty seat beside the driver.

Then he spoke: “sorry” was not answered, the man insisted and continued silent. When he raised his hand to touch the shoulder of the driver is scared: Felipa’s own hand was a dead man was the same as the driver, pale and thin. He found that his other hand was the same. Yelled when he saw reflected in the glass it looked like the face of the corpse of a woman and more when it found that that was his image. When trying to mourn, he could not.

After this, the taxi stopped and saw Felipa had ended in the same place where they began: the Chacarita cemetery. No strange man asked why the stop, voices from inside, among the tombstones called her because she was just one of them, from the dead.

There are taxi drivers who talk about a “weirdo” who never gets off to join the girl, or eat something out of the taxi. Also evident is chilling: RIP 666. Rip: tomb and 666 the number which identifies it to the devil.

It also claims to have saved a man saw his father killed in a bicycle, made it back to reality, pay attention to the driver and shot himself. This man claims that the mysterious man always looked after this event. A week later to provide the testiminio, this gentleman died.

No one knows for sure if this is true or not, it will probably never know, but just in case, beware if you walk around the area of ​​the Chacarita cemetery.

EMI DAMN CLOWN

In Barcelona in 1992 had a couple of immigrants, one Uruguayan and his wife in Argentina, which had a little boy named David. Rented an old house, in those years no one lived. There are, among so many old and dirty thing, a puppet pulled a old clown that the boy falls in love and decide to stay. Emi they put the doll because it was the name that was engraved on his arm.

Time passes and the child is very attached to the doll.

But suddenly, the child is frightened at night, feels that someone grabs his neck. Who puts their toys at bedtime as protectors, to appear despertarce lying on the ground. Not all toys, Emi still there.

Suddenly, David is afraid of Emi, but parents do not listen. The child begins to have nightmares and wanting to sleep with their parents, but they send him to bed angry.

Until one stormy night, worried by the cry of the child’s parents come in and found the doll on the child’s neck, like a clown I want to strangle. The father wanted to take the child’s hands but could not. Finally he did and threw the doll.

When the parents consulted residents on the fact, they were asked if they had something to identify them and the parents said yes that was engraved the name of EMI. The neighbors were alarmed. Since Emi were the initials of Enriqueta Martí known as Vampira Vampira de Barcelona, ​​Carrer Ponent.

A woman in early twentieth century, murdered children, after the coax, to remove the blood and prolong the youth of both she and several nobles of Catalonia.

Through some crazy web of entanglement we have had the same people choose and by choice I mean through self will, decided to make an end to what seems to be an haunting life of struggle. It actually appears as a demon that cannot seem to be quenched by the platform of celebrity status. What drives talent to the edge of self destruct, what right do we have to adorn mere mortals to a godly status. Rumour has it or rather urban legend has it that some sold their souls for the gift of celebrity, ” the fallen angels” of our time through hard work they seemed to climb both social and economical ladder just to loose the grip when they got to the top. Some believe its jealousy that cost most of the falling. Paul Williams of the temptations to me stood out in a class of his own, he not delivered heart moving incarndesense but gave the music his soul, he was moved by the songs he sang that at times seemed to relate to the songs. On stage he brought a feeling that not only was he unworthy of a kind of love, only he seemed to farthom but still could not believe that he actually made it. I don’t believe Paul sold his soul, nor did he simply give all away, but he carried the bag of his struggled youth to the fortune that seemed to consume his presence, but through his death Paul not only triumphed but found the peace he so craved for on stage.

The all American sweet “hurt” Marlyn Monroe, naked, dreaming…, wishing that the heart will let go of what only her knows and what the world seemed to perceive of her world, no body knows what pains so much that you just have to let all flow away. Seems they all felt alone that they seemed to have an urge to die alone, in the pain that carried through their lives which always was a struggling lively hood from a broken home that you built a house in your head that comes out on stage but the feeling always is tantalizing for it varnishes off stage and people can’t seem to separate a theatrical character from an actuall character who tries to play out his role in the film of life.

Stuart Adamson, self strangulation? Through the fame alone drinking, the scottish drummer decides to end it all  and the world cries why? If heaven is real and I’m religious, and you took your life because of pain, uncontrollabe pain I think I ould be beside the soul, comforting the pain, in heaven or hell…

So the question becomes… “why, in this modern age of 24-hour news and the internet, do such legendary tales continue to flourish as they have done for hundreds or, as is likely, thousands of years?”

The question is certainly interesting. It is partly, answered by our willingness to believe the person to whom this happened to really exists.  Also a willingness to believe the urban legend is a factor in why urban legends initially exist, why they adapt and mutate to the situation/generation… but they rarely die, unlike so many of the characters in them.

The well-known American folklorist Jan Harold Bruvand, defines an urban legend as “a strong basic story-appeal, a foundation in actual belief, and a meaningful message or ‘moral’.”  Like countless other stories tales with their roots in the tradition of oral storytelling, urban myths are a complete story in a small and illusorily basic package. They are simply a story with a hard-hitting sequence of events that can be easily altered to suit different locales, cultures and times.

(The police have been informed and advised me not to go to London nor disclose some of the information I have, but how can a writer pass something like this up, bye until next time)

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There was a Cold War coming and RCAF Station Marville was one of the four Wings that would support the NATO. Two were located in West Germany: one in Zweibrücken, one in Baden-Soellingen. Two were located in France: one in Grostenquin, one in Marville.

“Marvelous Marville,” the old lady smiled. “Cozy little village it was.”

They had about 1,000 Canadian Air Force personnel in Marville, and at each of the airfields. With wives and children, each station had about 3,500 Canadians.

“There was a huge need for support personnel,” the Lady of the Cemetery said. “RCAF Station Marville needed them in the hospital and in the logistic services. RCAF Station Marville needed cooks and drivers and military police. Cozy little village it was, this small piece of Canadian land on French soil. It was not limited to a terminal, you know. It was not limited to a tarmac or a few hangars. Marvelous Marville was not limited at all.”

Like in any other major NATO base, in the town of Marville the inhabitants gladly mingled with the local population, both French and Belgian. “We all listened to the same pipe band, baby. We all listened to the one and only local radio. And we played ice hockey games together, and we went racing together on the taxiway. And we all were reading the Arrowhead Tribune, you know.”

The year was 1956 and Marville’s Sabre fighting squadron was replaced by the CF-100 Canuck. There was a cold Cold War coming and the Canuck had full weather and night operation abilities. And the year was 1962 and the two remaining Sabre squadrons were converted to CF-104 Starfighters. There was a cold Cold War coming and the CF-104 could support Canada’s new and controversial nuclear strike role, because the Starfighter could be equipped with nuclear weapons.

Marvelous Marville. Cozy little village it was.

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The year was 1963 and De Gaulle announced that all nuclear weapons on French territory were to be placed under French control, and so the two nuclear strike squadrons were hastily moved to Baden-Soellingen and Zweibrücken, in West Germany. In Marville only two squadrons remained, with a strictly reconnaissance role. And this until 1966 when France withdrew its military forces from NATO and the NATO units in France had to leave or fall under French command.

“And that was the end of RCAF Station Marville,” the old lady said. “In 1967 the squadrons moved to Lahr, in West Germany. Only our Cold War Baby’s remained.”

They were resting in peace, it was said. But she was not. She had the Cold War Baby Blues.

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To Be Continued!

Marville, a Cold War Baby Blues: Part Two

Marville, a Cold War Baby Blues: Part Three (the St. Hilaire Cemetery)

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