In reference to a mythical Mak, who appears at the height of the steps of Hong Kong's Volar Club at the height of the partying hours. If he deems you worthy, with a whispered command and a wave of his hand, the crowd parts like the red sea giving you unobstructed access past velvet rope and into the club.

As The Volar Moses disappears, the crowd reforms, crushing any pretenders in its wake.

When you eat dirt for the first time and leave your family to build a shack in the woods