Deep in the steamy jungle stream, of ancient Siam, a fish fry was born. It was a disappointing runt of a fish though, compared with its other siblings; and had no prospect of living, let alone any future significance. But somehow...it outpaced its siblings and became the regional champion of Siam in the ancient popular sport of fish-fighting. Is this providence or chance or even freewill? The thinking person might reflect on this deeply. In his journey to destiny, Mongkut became the crown jewel of the whole Asian region( a silken fighting champion in an ancient art of fish fighting ). This is martial arts in an ancient and purest form, requiring skill and courage to the utmost degree, in the face of certain injury or death. The alchemy of Mongkut's transformation from weakling to Colossus is also the same alchemy, discoverable in your heart and mine.