Tuesday, September 25, 2007
i am so tempted to expose all mediums, tangkees in Singapore right now. and it's all because of a suspected quack that i met yesterday.
So yesterday, at around 8pm or so, my mum, along with my aunt, dragged me along to a temple near Geylang. and let me tell you, it doesn't even look like a temple, it's more like a shophouse. well, you can't beat the power of the aunties - i reluctantly went.
The temple lightings were in the colour of green and red, gimmicks of the temple to make it look creepy i guess. well, later i discovered that the temple was actually worshipping the Hell Guardian - Tua Ji Ah Pek. Go do a google search if you want a more detailed description.
So apparently the medium in there invokes the possession of the god into his body, thus giving him the name "medium", literally. A medium to talk to the gods.
I sat down, patiently waiting for our turn (or rather my mum's turn), crossing my legs. at the corner of my eyes i could see the medium prancing around and dancing in the next room. Occasionally, i swore i saw his eyes open and look at me.
And then it happened, when he went back to his "throne" in front of the altar, he blurted out some words in dialect. Unknowing of what he tried to say, i continued to read my social studies textbook. Coincidently i was on the chapter "Managing different perceptions of religious groups".
"AH BOY AH, PUT DOWN YOU LEG, DON'T CROSS YOUR LEGS"
some uncle shouted that at me in teochew . i gave him a confused look.
"EVEN THE GOD KNOWS YOU ARE CROSSING YOUR LEG"
i stunned. just a moment ago that medium was peeping at me crossing his legs! and now he is making it seem as if he had the 3rd eye. i was disgusted.
throughout the whole waiting time i was sitting there, wondering what the medium had up his sleeves to showcase to these seemingly devoted devotees. i was expecting inhumane stuns like levitation and fire eating, but there were none, to my disappointment. instead, there were:
- Hitting of the fan on the devotee's forehead (i wasn't spared on this one)
- Drawing curves on green printed paper.
- Occasional Singing which was badly out of tune.
I thought it was hilarious - But I controlled myself - I did. Religious tolerance.
By the time i was finished with him, i gave my mum a surprised look, she gave me a surprised look too. We gave each other surprised looks, we laughed, then left.
We didn't expose him, cause we knew it was his way of living =] carpe diem.
left himself a note;
10:05 PM
