Magic SEA Underground targets to be a catchall for all popular magic rituals across the Southeast Asia regions. Most of the introductory materials are copied from the intranet just to make a point, or translated into English and provided as it is under one roof to ease your reading. This blog materials are for light reading purpose only. By 'underground' means this is a black box blog, no references to original sources will be provided.
If you are
staying outside of Malaysia and Singapore, then you may not hear of the local
taboos after dark. There are many sources from where this belief stems from. Mr.
Ong has shared some of his ideas and I have added some that I have heard from
Lau was once the chairman of Gong Tau Association in Malaysia. He advised us
not to “dry” white or black clothes outdoor at night, as they absorb “Ying”
energies. Also, avoidance of flying “Kong Tau” (Thai black magic) at night.
East Coast of Malaysia, especially in Terengganu state. As a kid, I was told
that few Malay women in our area worked as “bidan” (midwife) to serve women who
are delivering infants. They carried scissors, cotton etc in their baskets. We
were asked to retrieve all our hanging clothes in the evening, during the
“returning moments” of her unseen spiritual helpers to her house. I believe
that the ‘spiritual helpers’ here referred to ‘Hantu Penangalan’, flying head
ghost, Malai Ngai or Phi Phop and the like. It is believed that the ‘juice’
dripping from the internal organs of this creature will cause bad luck and skin
it is dark, one should walk in the middle of the path so far as possible and
that he/she should avoid walking along walls or leaning against the wall. It is
common belief that the ‘flying needles’ would travel along the walls and
whoever are in bad luck shall be hit by these flying needles and fall sick or
should not whistle after dark as the high pitched whistle noise will attract
spirits such as a Pontianak. This is especially true if it is a rainy Friday
night. I had a friend when I was still small in Kuala Kangsar who liked to
whistle at night. Once I found him absent from school for a few days and I
decided to pay him a visit. To my surprised, I found his mouth slanted one side
with a swollen face. So, I asked him of what had happened and he told me that
he was slapped by a lady in white while he whistled during a thunderstorm
night. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew right at his face and he seemingly saw a
female figure that gave him a slap on his face. My guess was that his whistle has
attracted a Pontianak but when the Pontianak came, it thought it was the call
of its own kind; but found a playful boy instead. Hence the slap was a warning
gamblers like to employ ‘tangki’ (medium) to ask for lucky numbers at night in
the wilderness, especially near an anthill. Especially that one should not
offer raw meat or blood as this would attract a tiger spirit and the tiger
spirit will not retreat without a taste of human blood. When I was staying in
Padang Rengas, a neighbor went into a jungle nearby with a medium. After some
conjuration, a tiger spirit by the name ‘Dato Hitam’ (Black Grandpa) possessed
the medium. The Dato Hitam started to consume the food offerings until all of
the food stuffs we eaten and the spirit wasn’t satisfied; it wanted more and
this tiger spirit then asked for human flesh and blood. But the neighbor refused
the request and the tiger spirit was agitated. It then started to eat the
medium’s right palm bite by bite! Hence, this is a warning to all gamblers out
there to think twice before wanting to perform any similar rituals.
Mr. Ong and I can provide for now… If you have any more similar believes; then
let me know so that we can preserve these old grandpa stories of yesteryears
for our next generations to come.
I am not a practitioner
of Vajrakila but this Yidam comes into my dreams quite often. It is indeed very
strange as I only dream of Vajrakila and not other Yidam else. My friends who
have practiced Vajrakila for years and none of them have actually ‘seen’ their
Yidam in action. Hence they could only show me a blank face when I told them my
dream. Perhaps one really needs a real good phurpa/phurba in order to be
fruitful in the practice of Vajrakila.
experience with Vajrakila happened about 10 years ago when I was living near
the famous Relau ghost mansion. At that time, anyone can go into the haunted
mansion freely though now it is blocked. Local folks believe that there is a
female ghost haunting the mansion and area around if for around 50 years
together with some other spirits too, including the ‘big head ghost’.
that the spirits not only haunted the ghost mansion, but also a few building
blocks in the vicinity. Some kids could also see black shadows hovering on the
wall or even on the ceiling at times. My nephew and niece did saw a black
shadow attached in their bedroom and I was called on several times for the
I was again asked to perform exorcism ritual in one of the flats apartment
which is facing the haunted mansion. The apartment owner complained that his
kids saw black shadows in their living room and they refused to sleep in their
room. So, I asked the owner to let me spend a night there to investigate.
fell, I turned off all lightings in the apartment and meditated in the living
room while chanting: “Om vajra kilikilaya sarva bigganan bam hum phat” repeatedly.
After a few rounds of chanting, suddenly I heard a very desolate and yet
disembodied but audible female voice echoed in the living room: “Eeee… eeRrrrr…”
and a silhouette of a long haired figure flew off the balcony… If you are
curious, the female spirit is still there as I had another encounter a few
go to my dreams about this Yidam. The Vajrakila normally appeared to me in color
and in two forms. The first form is the legged form and the phurpa form. At times
I would see the phurpa in blue color flying in front of me while turning
anti-clockwise direction. This form of Vajrakila is only meant for subjugation
practices and it is not common.
time, the Vajrakila appeared when I was being chased in my dream. In the dream,
I was at Changi Airport and being chased by someone. Suddenly the Yidam
appeared in between me in Yab-Yum (union) form with full colors holding a 3
faced phurpa and my chaser. It was an interesting dream as I can still
visualize the full feature of Vajrakila in every detailed! Normally my dreams
would fade off within a day or so but not this one.
know what the dreams meant, but perhaps I should switch to do sadhana on
Vajrakila instead… If you know what the dreams meant, please do enlighten me.
has nothing to do with spirit possessions and it is a case of mental issues.
There is a
Chinese saying that goes:
“A longevity old man
hang himself… complaining living too long.”
just a case that illustrated the above point:
I have just
received a call from a friend from down south that his mother just ‘jumped off
from 2nd floor’ from his apartment. In another words, his 70 year
old yet physically healthy mom just attempted to ‘committed suicide’ in JB.
This poor old lady was found ‘missing’ for quite some time and she was only
found lying helplessly downstairs with fractured limbs still with some breathe
left. Finally an ambulance is called. I think it will be a long ugly drag until
this old lady takes her final breath.
I have personally
met and talked to this lady and she constantly complaints of her body pains
everywhere though the doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with her after some
extensive and expensive diagnostic sessions. The last time when I visited my
pal and this old lady complaint to me that she was old and helpless and it is
better to die than to live; it only stroke me as she might have some mental
issues that warrants for a further diagnosis.
by my friend, his mom asked him a very funny question before he left for work
but he didn’t heed the hidden meaning behind this question:
die if I jump down from 2nd floor?”
suicidal incident, this old lady did try to climb out from my friend’s front
gate for no obvious reasons. It was only aftermath that we realized his mom may
have some kind of mental illness.
that in Malaysia, there are only a few hundreds of qualified psychiatrists. Had
we found out the problems earlier, only then perhaps this kind of unfortunate
incidents can be avoided. But how many people especially those professionals
have the time to just sit down and talk to their old folks and pick up those
deadly telltale signs and to seek early treatment?
I have seen
many hardworking old folks don’t have proper hobbies or interests; they are
merely working machines. Once they stop working, they are likely to feel that
they become useless and to die is the only option. Perhaps it is our
responsibility to lead our old pa and old ma to find some interests in life.
Having said so, how many people in Singapore and Malaysia have the time just to
sit down with the old folks and talk to them every day? Maybe I attribute that
this is a cause that we really need to look into or it shall be our turn pretty
I was asked
if Mantrayana or Trantrism still has relevancy in today’s peril world?
is that Mantrayana is still has a place today!
In order to
find appropriate techniques to be fitted into our modern life style which is:
hectic, fast and high risks; we shall need to look on spiritual practices in
Ninjitsu (忍术). By now we
should know that Ninjitsu is not all about martial arts, Ninjas are also human;
what made them agile are their methods of concentrations:
standard Kujikiri (九字结)
is the standard method to achieve super concentration and to avert danger when
time is ample.
fast Kujikiri (快九字)
is the so-called quick way to stop violent behaviors or for achieving quick
actions in view of danger.
Marichi Dharani (摩利支天法)
practice of Marichi is highly recommended for anyone who travels a lot. I have
practiced Marichi Dharani for about 25 years and I was saved by someone in many
dangerous situations. One very interesting incident is that my hand was injured
in the middle of Indian Ocean and there was practically no way of finding ointment
until port call; suddenly a friend took out his back pain ointment and asked me
to rub his back. This was how my swollen hand was saved.
Acala/Fudo Myoo (不动明王法)
Acala is an important method in Japanese Mantrayana and Ninjitsu. The powers of
Acala will make ones opponent transfix or slow to react hence giving the
practitioner a split of a second chance to do miracles.
Fire Puja (火供)
is my opinion that fire ritual is also a very powerful method of avoiding
disasters. Every practitioner should at least have a pair of fire puja ladles
just in case of emergency. I perform fire puja extensively too to request for
serious illnesses to be cured and most of the time, my request was fulfilled.
It is a
little surprised to me that the Japanese Mantrayana rituals work better in
mundane affairs while the Tibetan rituals work best on deliverance matters and
in subduing of demonic forces. But there are only my experiences, perhaps one
should try and get his/her own feel to see which combinations work best for
There is a
type of ghost which has no specific name but I just labeled it as ‘big head
ghost’. I have seen this ghost hovering around areas surrounding the famous
Penang ghost house in Relau when I was staying in one of the high-rise flats
for around 10 years or so. A few years back a Hong Kong paranormal show was
said to have paid the ghost house a visit and it was believed that they also
captured some pictures of a pair of ‘red eyes’. But they failed to capture the
whole body of the ‘creature’.
time, I like to walk around the surrounding area which is now the Metropolitan
Park at night around 9pm to 10pm about two or three times weekly. There were
and still are many tall trees there and the park is also adjacent to a private
durian plantation. The entity I meant can be at times seen hovering between
trees and its sign is very obvious: a pair of big red eyes! Only when the moon
is full, on rare occasions this creature can be seen in its full shape… If I am
to describe it, it has a head the size of a barrel, with a pair of big red
eyes; and its body is extremely slim and tall.
once during one of the night walk that I saw a pair of red eyes in between the silhouettes
of trees. So I recited the Asma Nakaban: Inna
Quwattih Nakaban Natah Kitaban Natah and blow a breathe towards the eyes;
it threw a thorny durian towards me but the durian missed me and fell just a
few feet short of me making a ‘thumb’ noise!
this ‘big head ghost’ is not territorial as another security guard known as
Chong said he saw a pair of bright red eyes when he passed through a cemetery area
near Tanjung Bungah one midnight after attending to a friend’s funeral. At
first, he saw it was just a pair of red eyes hiding in the bush from a far.
Chong thought it was a cat. But when he was closing the eyes suddenly ascended
to 10 feet’s height and with the aid of moonlight, Chong could confirm that it
was a creature he never seen: it had a super big head with a pair of very big
eyes, interesting enough; the creature’s body is super thin.
the horrible creature, Chong just stood there dumbfounded; and two pair of eyes
exchanged staring for a while until the big head ghost’s mouth cracked opened
and gave a sinister smile at Chong. Suddenly Chong regain the instinct that he
should run for his life… so he did! He ran as fast as the God permitted then;
and perhaps the creature wasn’t interested in having Chong for supper, it never
gave chase. After the horrific incident, Chong said he was sick for a full
heard some stories of big head ghost sightings in Hong Kong too but I have not
any time to investigate. Perhaps when you walk into a forest in the evening
next time, just raise your head and look between the trees; maybe you will see
a pair of big red eyes staring at you too.
Pak Pao is a Thai lady who owns an 800 square feet souvenir
shop in an emporium here in George Town. The front part of her shop is the item
display room while a small office and a store room is at the back. She also has
a small Thai altar attached to the wall in one corner of her shop which is just
in front of the storeroom.
I frequently dropped into her shop just to pick up one or
two cute dolls for my niece. Since we are already acquainted, sometimes I also
helped her to temporary watch over her shop while she went off to pay her
One day a toy salesman came and so happened that Pak Pao
wasn’t in her shop. So he passed me a promotional programmable
electro-mechanical maneki-neko (beckoning cat) and some toy catalogues. The
maneki-neko was a neat toy; it can be treated as an alarm clock and a good luck
charm. The most unique part is that its hand can swing to and fro according to the
set time. I was a techno-handicap, so I asked the salesman to give me a demo
and he set the time to 9pm and interestingly; the maneki-neko’s right hand
swung 9 times and said: “Hello!” 9 times as well. After the demo, the salesman
left and I packed the maneki-meko into its box but didn’t turn off the toy; and
put it in the storeroom right behind the altar for ease of identification.
When Pak Pao returned to her shop, I bid her farewell and to
mind my own business; but I have forgotten to tell Pak Pao regarding the
maneki-neko in her storeroom. This slip of my mind has stirred some interesting
commotion in Pak Pao’s shop…
A few days later, a friend of mine gave me a call and he
said the Kumanthong on Pak Pao’s altar became active and it was able to speak. He
asked me if I was interested to join him at 9pm that day to witness the
miraculous Kumanthong in action. I agreed as I was too curious then.
Soon it was 9pm, and there were around 20 people in the shop
waiting to see the miracle from happening… At this point the Kumanthong altar was
filled with flowers and other offerings donated by curious visitors. And true
enough right at 9pm, the sound of knocking followed by a cute “hello!” follow
by a knocking sound: ‘tok’… there were 9 repetitions altogether.
Everyone showed awed expressions, some chanted Kumanthong
mantra and some holding hands together revering this extraordinary statue. After the crowd had revered the Kumanthong
with some discussions and idea exchanging, they left the shop about half an
hour later; I quickly pulled Pak Pao aside and told her about her new toy: maneki-neko
which I put in her store room a few days back…
The last time I dropped by Pak Pao’s shop, she handed some
candy bars to me as a present to my niece. She thanked me for the ‘mistake’ I
made as she has sold the Kumanthong statue for $5,000 which was about 500 times
of original selling price! Now she has a new Kumanthong… of a quieter type of
The favourite type of tea in Malaysia and Singapore is
called ‘teh tarik’ or literary means ‘tea by pulling’. This is a type of
extremely popular beverage here and to eat the ‘roti canai’ (flying pancake
someone would like to call it) while drinking ‘teh tarik’ is of all time
enjoyment in the morning before the starting of one’s daily activities. Now
days, one can visit a 24 hour restaurant and enjoy a cup of ‘teh tarik’ any
time one wants. But there is a type of ‘teh tarik’ that is best not to consume…
This story is told by my security guard pal Ali who just quitted
his job because of another kind of ‘teh tarik’.
Now days, security guards normally work on 12-hour shifts,
i.e. from 7pm to 7am or vice versa. For those who work on the 7am to 7pm shall
face not many problems in going about with daily routines especially finding
something to eat. But the case is not the same when a security guard works from
7pm to 7am; not only the guard needs to pay extra vigilant during his rounds,
he also needs to find a way to fill his hunger. Normally a person will first
purchase a pack of food to be consumed during break time.
This was just another occasion that Ali was sent to guard a
construction site in Kamunting. The site was near an old Malay graveyard and it
is about 10 minutes drive from the main road. Normally Ali would first purchase
some food when he was on his way to work as the place was too isolated and the
nearest hawker stalls are at least 15 minutes drive. It is virtually impossible
to get any food even during daytime; let alone in the midst of the night. More
so if it is a rainy night… well, you got the idea.
So happened that during one night shift, Ali’s son was sick
and he was running about bringing his son to hospital and back until Ali has forgotten
to buy himself food for the night. When Ali arrived at the construction site,
it was already 7:30pm; his pal Raju already prepared to leave the site. After
some pass down from Raju, Ali started to go for his usual rounds. The
surrounding was in dead silent and not many activities were expected.
How time flied, it was soon way past midnight and Ali’s
stomach started to make noise after the midnight round. He thought of going out
for a quick snack as there weren’t any valuable things in the construction sites,
but due to his sense of responsibility; Ali stayed on. While his mind still
struggles to justify a way to sneak out, he heard a sound came from a bush:
“Teh tarik! The tarik!”
Ali thought he was in luck as some hawker may just start a
new business in the vicinity. So, without hestitation, Ali shouted: “The tarik!”
And there was a respond: “Ya! Jemput datang bang!” (Yes, brother! Would you
Well, what else? Ali walked straight into the darkness and
the next thing he knew was that he was lying beside a grave with a mouthful of
mud water! A few construction workers discovered Ali after the site supervisor
initiated a man hunt. Since then Ali was wadded in hospital for 1 week…
I would say that this is the most lethal ‘teh tarik’
encounter I have ever known!
So… do you fancy having a special cup of ‘teh tarik’ too?