The Magic of The Duck King

(Once upon a time....)
It was a spontaneous thing I did on that amazing Wednesday. A friend of mine called me to have a luncheon at (what appeared to be) our favourite Chinese resto, before a huge mouth-watering picture of Chinese noodle with delicious roast duck on the top made me histerically screaming, while holding my fists in the parking lot. 
Literally. Screaming. 
Histerically. 
Whatever. 

We changed our mind. 

"No, we could not wait to have that delicious magic!"
"Hmm, I was so ready to do somersault right to the venue"
"Let's get this car parked among those d*mned parked cars"
"We gotta rush the place soon before the madness came"


THE DUCK KING.

I never thought before that the menu would be so appealing and I would be beckoned easily, like I was gonna do everything to heal my infatuation. 
Oh I did.
I moved the cone so my friend's car can be parked just right on the left side of the way. Let alone the honking car behind that was heading to the left. 
Let alone the parking attendant who was so tired beaten by the hot weather. 
Let alone the "secure" label on the cone. That is a myth.

We have to move you, Cone.

Skip to when finally I met something so alluring my salliva and innocently made me like a fool for understanding what love is by my senses.
These noodles called Mie Samcan Urat Sapi. Add some dried chilli sauce and it tastes like there was no deadline of work report waiting for you at your office desk. No, there wasn't. 

My friend ordered Char Siew Noodle but I did not take the photograph because I was so excited with what my mouth was experiencing.
We both totally and bluntly enjoyed the foods. 
It was what we consider as Heaven on the Earth. 
We could not stop telling each other how we felt when the food touched our tongue.
We were cursing, saying dirty words, and making random statements to express the exceptional combination of spices and amazing texture on the food. 
"Who's the Chef? He really does mean to make me marry him"
"Amazing!"
"Superb!"
"I do wonder how could they make the food so effing delicious?"
"This fried dumpling tastes so wonderful"
"Eat it with mayonaise"
"No, I'd rather add the chilli sauce"

Yea we must have looked idiotic and just like some food dorks, annoying.

"Where's the menu, what else?"
"Oh my God, should we order this?
"That also?"
"Can we just eat them all?"
"Do you want these?"

Finally we second ordered the food and that was for some desserts. My friend could not wait to have fried stuff with durian filling, while I ordered Chinese Herbal pudding with Honey.

The pudding soothed my stomach just fine. It was beautiful and made my mood so great.

I have been to many food venues just to enjoy the ambience and the drinks, mostly. 
I rarely found a place where the foods left a remarkable trail on my senses.
For the first experience having a chance eating at The Duck King, the resto has successfully made me drooled everytime I think about the noodles. 
Everything I received there was all worth the bills.
They taste so wonderful on each spoon-and-fork I put to my mouth. 
That is defiantly the most delicious dishes I've tasted in my life, and remember, that was for the first impression.
Perhaps this looks too much that I was blabbering how amazing, how wonderful, how incredible the foods taste. But they are. 
Scroll up and read "We both totally and BLUNTLY enjoy the foods".
It was strange that hours after the lunch time, My friend and I were still discussing about the foods, and I, was fussy telling it to my colleagues.

I believe, The Duck King is real, and it has some magic on the foods. 
Now I'm under the witchcraft.

Hail The Duck King!

Otherworldly Experience

People may refer what i just experienced on March 6 as Sleep Paralysis, but believe me, I know the difference between SP and SP-like state during sleep. I've experienced some SP episodes before in my lifetime, but this was different.

Approximately, it was 12.43 AM (+7 GMT), I was just trying to sleep, laying on my left side with my blanket covering my body well (because usually i have SP when I dont wear my coverlet well), but then suddenly I felt my conscious was slowly dominated by unknown state like when you do on daydreaming. I got very drowsy, but still awake and had my eyes half opened. Very vulnerable condition. I finally closed my eyes. Then my heart beats went faster, I knew that the SP was beginning like the ones I had before. However, I thought it's strange because I wore my blanket well. Then the voices started like a man talking in a strong voice inside my head but I couldn't understand what he’s saying.

Along with the man’s voice, there’s another voice like a drum in a war movie and electromagnetic sound. The drum sound was in constant speed, but the electromagnetic sound rose and sunk. I kept listening to the sound. My right hand felt like i was holding someone’s finger, a long finger. My right hand at that time was beneath my left side body so the finger might come from the right side of my bed. I tried to let go of my pointing finger from the unknown finger to prove whether its real or my imagination only. But still, my other fingers could feel it while I was removing my pointing finger. I didnt try to move my body because my fast heartbeats prevented me. The strange sound was still there. I started to have a vision of a place, like a room, but only I couldnt make out the complete detail like it’s not fully opened for me to go in. It’s like a bedroom but i cant recognize where it was.

I opened my eyes finally, What’s left was the strange sound. the man’s talking had vanished. I stared at my room. Nothings strange, only above my body there’s like subtle waves that distorted my vision and the constant feeling of extraneous presence. I tried to remember the sound so when I was released I could replicate the sound to find out what that was. I was pretty awake that i could make small movement like moving my finger, toes and my five senses worked out pretty well, but other part of my brain was occupied by unknown state.

I gave in myself to the unknown state. My heartbeat still went fast and the strange sound was still there. I began to scare and forced myself to wake up. After several attempts, I woke up and got really scared like I wouldnt sleep again, but I work in the morning. I don't mean to be dramatic, like a child crying about a monster in the closet. But this time, if you perceive what I experienced is SP, well, this is the most excruciating SP I’ve ever had. I assumed that lasted about 10 minutes and no change on my body except a headache like you have been exposed by radiation from phone or other machine. Well maybe because a friend of mine called me then I got the radiation from my cellphone, I'm not sure.

I am trying to get some simple logic here.

Many scientific explanations try to elaborate the nature of Sleeping Paralysis. For instance, exhausted body and mind cause angst and that affects an individual during the sleep. Almost people at least once in their lifetime have experienced SP.

Initially, you take into account of paranormal phenomenon to explain SP you've just experienced. Then some people, who claim themselves as logical beings (but truthfully, they're merely some primates who received an award for successfully proving the color of banana is yellow, not red, because red is the color of rose), come to distort what you've seen beyond physical thing.

Just because they can not explain a thing with their human senses, that does not mean it is not true. We are not everything, we are not the greatest being. We have very limited capability to grasp the knowledge beyond universe. So why do we have to think that everything that can not be logically explained is a myth or simply an imgination? Isn't that our life entirely on earth an illusion as well?

Well, we never know.

But I know something for sure. Just because human science has not been able yet to give explanation about something and call it metaphysic or paranormal subject, it does not mean the event is less true. I know, we are too primitive and proud to come and perceive it. A myth, is one way to perceive unexplained thing without less believing the truth, where science is to limit one's self by choosing the only thing they want to believe and put aside the other things they're too superficial to understand.

Think about this. One day you have an unusual experience that logic can't explain it, such as seeing a monster or a spiritual being. Just because you found nothing in your school text book, do you think your feeling of fear, anxiety, and shock is not true?

Well, some scientific explanation are able to describe in scientific way about formerly called as myth or cultural misinterpretation.

But answer this to yourself: Don't you think you still have that question on mind? The one that even the most scientific method can't suffice it.

Otherworldly experience.

Not FAQ, but EAQ (Eternally Asked Questions)

What is the use of having a faith in a religion, if we hurt each other, the creations of our Creator ? If we believe in God, we must believe that our God creates whatever around us in this universe. So why would we hurt each other? Why do we put hatred on someone? Is that how we worship God?

What is the use of defending the religion by doing war, dispersing the anymosity? Isn't that what the angels worried about, that human would only destroy and make war, by the time God was planning to create human beings to live on earth? If God is the Almighty, then God is not about the good only, as the bad could be God's opposite. We know, if God is The Almighty, nothing goes opposite to God. The Oneness. God is beyond positive and minus.

If only what's left to go into The Light is our spirit, would we concern about our favourite foods and beautiful sexual partner? The idea of heaven and hell would be too human. Craving, painful, blissful, desperate, and other adjectives are human. So where's the divine feelings? Will it be only the feeling of hunger, that we want to eat anything we like in Heaven? Will it be only the feeling of pain, that we receive from the punishment in Hell, the pain of being burnt? What's it all about? What's life all about? Who are we and why are we human?

Anyway, have u ever felt empty somewhere, inside? That's exactly what defines us! Emptiness. We are mortal, we're empty jar given illusion of amount. We think we are busy with homework, drama, politics, looking for a love, or simply busy with cleaning the dishes. But we are empty. This life is only an illusion since life is mundane.

How could those teachers at school never teach us about the illusion of life?

The ephemeral beats of heart, the temporal duty for our lungs to pump, for our brains to think, and for me, to breath. The illusion of being human.

Where are we heading to?