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Monday, December 17, 2012
The Last Of SEA Magicians
having tea with one of my seniors from Singapore before his migration to Canada
in an afternoon. Let me simply call him Mr. Jack for short. Mr. Jack is about
70 years old now and he has spent the whole life and hundreds thousands of Sing
Dollars to search for rare magical items and manuscripts just because the love
of magic. While Jack concentrated on Thai magic solely; I spent most of my time
collecting Tibetan artifacts. Whatever our interests were, we only realized that
we have spent the equal amount of money on the study of the magic alone.
So now Jack’s
main problem is with his huge magic collections: antique lersi statues, award
winning Thai amulets, boxes and boxes of Thai magic manuals etc. Jack asked me
to take over his collections but I could only smiled bitterly and shake my head:
I have same problems of my own. The questions where would I keep all those
sacred items? Not to mention that I also exhausted money myself due to my
previous collections. Like Jack, I have also spent the last 25 years travelling
all over, first to Tibet, Indochina, Egypt, Europe etc to collect manuals and
to Mr. Jack that he should give his collections to his son, friends or
disciples or just sell them to antique shop. Jack stared at me for a while and
replied: “those things won’t worth a dime in the open market!” He added further
that people now have no patient and the money to keep those holy stuffs and to
learn magic. I can only keep my mouth shut, after all his entire problem is exactly
my problem, so what can I say further.
silently sipping the tea and staring at the street scenery for quite a while,
so Mr. Jack broke silence: “I want you to do me a favor, give all my stuffs a ‘sea
burial’ before my departure. I smiled
and looked at Jack and said to him, “Your mind is same with what I am thinking;
I will also give all my stuffs a ‘sea burial’ once the time is right too!”
Jack to dispose his once precious belongings one by one until I saw to Jack’s
departure in Penang International Airport to his new home overseas with his
son. That was the last of a SEA magician I thought.