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Dear Mr. Gates:
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Date: Mon, 9 February 2009 10:44 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: Questioning The Changing Mind About Rahma
My previous letter of "The Act Of Releasing Preventive Responsibility" might have raised some questions about whether I had changed my mind about Rahma, regarding the sentence of "……If after I had been in the ‘test’ with your help, yet she still rejected me, then we no longer held the preventive responsibility for other huge disasters that might appear in the near future….." The question could be about whether it reflects my cancelling to support Rahma, and would like to use the opportunity for my self to enter politics. The answer is a clear no, because since 1987, I have lost my senior high school diploma, while it is an important requirement for anyone who would like to enter politics. I lost it when I worked at Electrolux. Whereas to be able to carry an Electrolux water-purifier for the demo in the customer’s houses, every salesman should put a senior high school diploma or any other higher degree diploma in the office as a guarantee. When I no longer worked there, by the time I returned the water-purifier, the person in charge of keeping the salesman’s diploma was off duty, so I just went home. And I thought it was not too important since I had worked in several offices, in which the credentials obtained from those offices could replace the senior high school diploma.
Date: Mon, 9 February 2009 11:00 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: Preventing The Loosing Of Good Opportunity Of Helping
Another important thing of my willingness to support Rahma is based on my previous experiences of not giving sufficient help to anyone who was in need. In 1975, one day a friend of mine, a girl, told me that I was cute. It was a rare sentence that I ever heard, and actually I should immediately help her find someone to be on her side, for example by telling my friends that she was in need of a boy friend. Because regarding my self, at that moment I was not planning to have a girl friend so soon. But I did not do that, I did not try to help her find a boy friend until she later on approached by my friend and they become husband and wife up till now. If just I used the opportunity to help her got a boy friend, by telling that friend of mine who later on become her husband for example, I would obtained a good point from God of doing a favor for her. Helping find a spouse for a marriage has a high value in the eyes of God. In 1982, I had a close relationship with a girl next door. Her father was a famous politician, previously was a member of the parliament, but not in the ruling political party. And I happened to know someone in my senior high school who was the son of the Minister of State Secretariat. I could have helped her father, bridging him to have a good relationship with the Minister. But I did not do that. Later on the minister turned to become the head of the ruling party, then became an Indonesian vice president, while several years later her father moved to that ruling political party. So now, after Rahma had shown her interest in my idea about her will-be political career, I would like to help her to the optimal level. But I should also prevent my self from getting a notion from her that I also would like to take advantage by becoming her husband. Therefore, if after I had been in the ‘test’ with your help, yet she still rejected me, then I just have to let her go. The important thing is that by my entering the 'test', I would have been in the optimal efforts to help her realize my idea of her entering the political world.
Date: Mon, 9 February 2009 11:33 WesternIndonesiaTime Subject: Ninth Dream Comes True, Semanggi Bridge
Friday night 6 February 2009, or it must had been early morning of 7 February 2009, another dream came to me. I went to some kind of shopping mall with my father, my brother Faisal and my brother in law. When we left the place there, my brother and I climbed to a Chevrolet Blazer, the car of my brother in law. But we entered to the back seat, with nobody behind the steering wheel. And all of a sudden the car began to move on the road, a few meters away, approaching a tree on the sidewalk, still with nobody driving it. I immediately jumped to the front seat to drive the car. Then it went to an over-pass, the Semanggi Bridge, a cross road of two main highways in Jakarta, Jenderal Sudirman street and Jenderal Gatot Subroto street. When the car climbed through the curve road to the top of the bridge, it appeared to be a small road made of wire-fence, with dark green handle for people to walk there. On top there was a man, seem like a toll road personnel, holding a bulk of toll road tickets. I went back to take the car, and drove it to climb the ascending curve road with some other cars behind following. Approaching the top of the curve road, the car was stuck because some vendors were in the middle of the road like that of in the wet market. The problem was, the car’s brake was not too good, with the danger of the car sliding backward crashing other cars behind, especially in such an ascending road. After I awake, I thought it would not be followed by some appearances to make it the ninth dream comes true. Yet apparently in the dusk-news Rahma appeared wearing dark green dress, like the handle of the wire-fence road. And today when I browsed the Internet to find the news about Warren Buffett buying some shares of Harley Davidson, I found the photos of Swiss Re, the world's largest reinsurance group, turned to Wall Street sage Warren Buffett for fresh funds. My brother Faisal is now working in a Malaysian insurance company with an office nearby Semanggi Bridge. I think the meaning of this dream is about my consent to move up to the heaven above, but there should be strong support to help me other wise I would decline backward and endangering others. Another important message is about the fact related with Mr. Wardy, my former supervisor at American Express. Before Mr. Wardy, whose name containing a syllable "war" like Mr. Warren Bufett, became my supervisor at American Express in 1989, he had worked at an insurance company called Dharmala in which my brother Faisal also worked. I just knew it a few weeks after beginning my work at American Express, when I asked whether he knew my brother during his work at Dharmala insurance company. And something meaningful from the photo of Swiss Re headquarters in Zurich is that in the plank it is written the word and numbers "Mythenquai 50/60". My brother Faisal was born in ’56, so that numbers "50/60" was like to remind me not to make my brother turns zero.
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Thank's, A.M. Firmansyah Tel. +62812 183 1538
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