Meet the help:
SPIDER WOMAN: A webby mastermind for tricky sticky situations. On particularly cloudy days she is capable of weaving webs beyond the stratosphere.
BIRD MAN: The most athletic super hero you never knew who ever was... known for a dyamite badmitton swing
JONKERS: A small robot from the simple friendly planet Robotics who can solve/hack/manipulate/fix/glue/empower anything remotely related to technology. Special note: All robots from Robotics have a 100% success rate in only fighting for the good team (vs. evil of course).
SUPER DATUK: A Malaysian hulk of iron and brain who keeps quiet these days and is basically the all-knowing Charlie within certain special secret circles. He has never lost a game of chess
An exiled Hindu Prince from the Sri Vajaya Empire found himself In what is now Malaysia. This was several hundreds of years ago- perhaps 700. The prince founded a new kingdom and the world came to it. Over the next few hundred years, particularly in the late 1400’s the city of Melaka was the new age center of globlalization, a hot to trot international port, a mega mall melting pot with 84 languages being spoken at once (!); cinnamon, diamonds, sandalwood, smoked fish, silk, tin, pearls, gold, and spices passed through hands like water at the harbormaster’s discretion.What a place! Melaka, Malaysia has one of the most cosmopolitan histories of all time. As time went on the Western nations heard it was golden and great and eventually came in to eff everything up--- first the Portuguese, then the stonewalling Dutch, and last but not least the British who painted the whole town red for budget cuts. Why the mediocre history lesson? Because this is a beautiful country and it took the past to make it that way. Chinese temples, Indian food, Christian churches, Islamic head scarves and welcoming people surround. Now that the year is 2010 and technology is catching the world up with globalization, we see that Melaka, Malaysia was centuries ahead of its time.
What did I do?
FLEW BACK IN TIME SO FAST. I couldn't do anything of course. My powers are useless in the past, but I sat and watched the harbor unfolding before my eyes and watched the moons and suns rise up and down behind Chinese Junks in the Straits of Melaka. It was incredible.
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling! It's better
Down where it's wetter
In the Perhentian's Islands...it's hard to get better
Oh it's a lovely place
Yes it's a lovely place
A jungle belly on the inside
Pearly sands all around
Got you in a bikini
Got you on the ground
Finds you when you're happy
Dreams with you asleep
Oh the Perhentians!
Yes darling they're for me
It is the brightest place
Shining seas in your face
Squinty eyes wanting to open wide
Water beaming at you so alive
Fishes swarm underneath
Tickling the toes on your feet
A shark goes swimming past
No force field needed, oh alas!
The groove is groovy
The corals are schmoozy
Purple clam lips in the rocks
Gossip out of water drops
The air is oh so languid
Ocean waters the same
Sultry waves wash over you
You like it don't you boo!
It takes somewhere to chill you down
Between the monkey juice and sand
In a place called the Perhentians
To let all your thoughts run around
Let those stones flow into the sea
Let those ideas rest below your knees
Run your worries into the storm
The rain will be over as forewarned
Hang your hang-ups out to dry
Air out your mind by the ocean side
Tumble inside out beneath the waves
Walk onto shore anew today
Oh what a shame to go!
A pleasure however
To walk on land sun-freshed and beaming
Every body sun zapped
Full of lightwaves with meaning