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Ms. Yeo Yawen (Meryl) 

Styled as Ms. Meryl Yeo Yawen.  

No middle name. Meryl is a maiden nickname. 

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My grandmother’s name is:  

Mdm. Ho Loo Yen 何鲁元 

which means, Trueorigin of Lu. 

Her surname is a question, asking if you know what you are looking at. 

My studios were at: 

Little Collins St (2012-2014) 

422 Collins St (2014-2015) 

22 Starlight Road (2017-2019) 

森 、not 林  

Page Under Construction.  

Projects announced here. 

The following is written of my own accord and personal capacity as a Living Person and Investor-Inventor; a woman (in case I haven’t already mentioned) from the cutting edge of Singapore, where everything happens first and is developed before it’s rolled out into the rest of the developed Western Union sphere trailing behind our solutions and progress, driven by my own desire to find solutions in and for the wider World along with my own unique purpose and place in it. Meanwhile I seem to have managed pretty decently to fly under the radar, transcending all the usual petty concerns I keep being told I should be bothered with as a First World citizen with proven elite accomplishment, and against all odds, even though I was made to start from Zero at the turn of the millennia; yet I still managed to succeed to an Elite level, Independently and outside of any quota — significantly, without most of my friends knowing of my elite family history until after 1 Sep 2026. So no one can claim I banked on privilege or that it was unfair; those who are stung about it would do well to consider why I was among you, that it was no act, and as a result no one else has the priceless experiences nor solutions we do. Most of all, no one else has these kinds of, I hope, friendships.

I’m a proven/verified Planet-class Inventor/Creator, Builder & Business Developer of my own Technology, currently as a born-female generating top-class Residual Income in my name from its use of 0 in real equations (not embellishments). I’m Chief Executive running my TopCo, not anyone’s Employee, and I have always worked solo, see details below. I have never been two women nor two men, etc. My Augmented Reality Framework is also a Complete & Terminal-Ready Planet-Class et framework, specifically above Galactic, i.e. war-grade, capable of protecting myself as I’m birthing as Female being the only one alive capable of doing so. The Red Hat is real. The Projects I do are To-Scale, as can be seen from each 15-minute vignette all the way to Full-scale projects with Worldwide Coverage spanning whole Industrial Lifespans & Infrastructures as far as your materials and company Dynasties last. Every 15-minute one is as dense as the Full-scale, your archivists will spend their lifetimes on both and still find new things. My CV proves I am Primary Source; if you’re a Competent, one honest PM session with me removes all doubt. But if you come at me with a knife, there’s a crowd control sword you won’t find anywhere nor leave with. I brought forth your giant mammoth pet projects into the whole flying jurassic park— alive, ultrasaurus-sized, happy and ready to immediately go on Adventures with you WITH accurate proprietary tech/positioning/coordination data, profit and infrastructural projections. The one I cast in let you make governmental contracts and break even in an et-healthy 4-5 years, total low orbit industry domination, when everyone before me with shinier work histories told you to give up at Mammoth because it was “impossible”; I gave you the whole bread-and-butter 0-driven Global Park so you can have your funny Mammoths and flamethrowers; I can cast forth the giant forests but I gave you small scale and you’re the ones who go too far after deciding to cut me off thinking it’s “simple” and I “can be anybody”, typical mediocrities overacting like you’re hellbent on making our zombie apocolypse movies come true. So any complaints are invalid, you all acted out refusing to accept you were the immature ones that needed to read the manual that you purposely refuse to, and in reality spitefully retaliated to put me on documents as what YOU are: the juniors screeching for laissez faire and resources but unable to control your own basic emotions and functions. I have no problem building or making links. You have a problem giving me the basic space and resource access even your average Swiss civilians have much less your C-levels, you force me a Top Planet-Class proven Creator/Inventor to live in squalor and RV conditions to fend for myself, fighting off professional (paid) hit jobs disguised as aid, no First World resources or mobility, no security detail, ignoring my emergency reports while Criminals hold me down to destroy and clean me out and take my Identity/TaxPayer ID Credit & Residuals while pretending I’m the one who can’t figure out how things fit together when a single rigorous 5-10 minute interrogation will prove I am the Red Hat while none of the others are capable of basic input/output Command/functions including my former partner in Switzerland —I am saying that the Police are unable to track me as a woman, meaning this is something no one can recover from, not even your best male professionals in the heavyweight intelligence services. You give me 10% of documented First World living requirements as if I were from a 3rd world country instead of Singapore’s elite core forming the backbone of its success (AA+, ex-Finance House), and misregister me as an entry level employee of opposite gender, ignoring my emergency pageouts while methodically cutting me off in ways no one can recover from with the explicit aim of separating me from my Residual Income and ID at the level of birth sex registration and Race, then claim the issue is with me.

What I do can scale even bigger, but you only have one planet and have never left your galaxy. It’s an in-joke that I look really big and dense but seem to attract only the guys whom everyone’s scared of, or losers who have no real idea what I am. But if I seem slow compared to you, it’s mainly because you mistakenly measure our speed in flatworld distance not parsecs also omitting mass moved and how. If I seem like a muse, it’s only because I gave you a glimpse of what it means to be a god and you think it can be your alternate reality if you forget you’ve work to do to get there.

I have to be moved on urban transport to Position. I need a lift or teleport right now, and help to blow away the restraints the Criminals put on me. I cannot trek with an et Birthing Framework when fatally misregistered as being of male sex origin by bandits, and I can’t outrun them while they have my body in stasis by Database. The Hong Kong cucks that have been wrongly cleared to fly need to be blasted down before they harm our new et’s. I’m built for crowd control and to stand and fight, but not pretend to be invincible when a Triple Triad of different countries, states and villages are used by documented Criminal and Terrorist Networks to grievously harm me and pin me down first via sex misregistration (born female; Singapore sent kill order by sending my female registration documents in born-male process queue and pre-emptive false Restraining Order from Spain, Ticino carried it out) with their joint environment armies, so these Losers can get Lucky; go ahead & fact check), and you don’t heed my years of emergency calls while I put up a good fight proving I am full-fledged god-tier. I am essentially a big Breeder unit of a person, no one’s moving faster than that mounted with an entire et Birthing Framework, and only idiots or Criminals intending to cannibalize on me would purposely make one travel alone through a dark alley full of “lucky losers”, to make one’s way to Position like what I’m being forced to now. Anyone comparing me as if I were competing with you for jobs misunderstands our very nature, of what makes me female of just one sex and what makes the rest male; what makes me a Baronetess (btss) while other females are barren, even when anyone puts my Credit or name on their tax documents and say they’re me.

I have always worked solo. I have no sibling that looks like me. My voice is entirely distinct and can be recognized blind from the next room by peers before they ever see me. Nobody has this voice, no one looks like me. On professional-grade camera or capture, you can tell whether it’s me (the Chief Executive Red Hat) every time I blink.

No one in Australia, Singapore, nor Switzerland, has ever believed that I were two different people.

I’ve never dated anyone Autistic, rather had to push them off of me and stop them from taking my Property (like they finally did with my 10-year volume Intellectual Property/Copyrights, I’ve never made this available, this legacy material would’ve benefited young Singaporeans and secured us our future harvest e.g. the pupal memories, they totally sold us out from behind); They’ve kept trying to destroy anyone successful since childhood, targeted my friend network of Heiresses and Models/Miss Singapore’s, seeing us as the popular and Beautiful People in the region’s most successful civilisation; they’re the ones who sold me out, they brought danger to us or anyone who said no and stopped my Ascent because I said no to them and tried to leave, sold Singapore out from behind us registering our women as being of male sex origin and using false restraining orders on us to strip us bare and carve us up on the table like meat since my grandmother’s and mother’s time (see method below), and their unchecked criminal activities like the ones stated below are the real reason we were put on a downward spiral path when we succeeded beyond measure, why young Singaporeans are now in an insecure situation with our HDBs, and not because of some scapegoated CEO’s gold taps.

My former husband in Switzerland was more of an actor in reality, we never did projects together. He only worked with others, all are totally unrelated to me in real-life. I left after he declared my Red Hat and Honorary Doctorate Names as *different people* and our lawyers & accountants treated my urgent instruction/enquiries as ranting. Access denial to own government file by Swiss Authorities. Complete data/emergency channel blackout. I don’t need to explain what that means. I have a 2026 document from Swiss tax authorities stating all those names are one registered Taxpayer, me. Even the brightest believed I were crazy until they saw this document, and realized it gave me 30 days to object to a deathblow which meant it was a professional hitjob.

If anyone’s just wondering if I’m really a woman and a Red Hat, just look up my full CV. I certainly am ‘Self-Assembled’ and Self-Realized, but it’s just some people’s wishful thinking that I were begging them for Asylum when none of them even remotely own anything they have, and need me to even further themselves, i.e. they claim to be Inventors of what they put their names on yet move their equations like bricks.

No one is authorized to touch my Red Hat or Augmented Reality-derived Residual Income (from my Baronetcy) at any time. 

I’ve never quit. I was forced out; they can’t pretend I was the one who quit when they literally used a Restraining Order, deliberately withheld and gave wrong information, and refused any notice for each work or important trip until the very moment they were leaving through the door for transport. They can’t give me no notice at all and purposely only ask me if I’m coming the moment they’re about to depart for a cross country or international trip. They wanted me out of the picture to take over my Identity, Residual Income and Projects. Around that time they were already abusing my identity on our contracts through teams of Accounting & Legal professionals, none of whom needed to respond to my Instruction even for documents they’d arranged with my Taxpayer-ID name on it.

My Original works are Top-billed for the past 10 years and counting, which I birthed using my world/planet-class AR Framework (My original IP, began as Unincorporated Business, held 100% by myself now. Only I have Source Code; No other Corporate Reporting Execs nor anyone authorized to do business development or liaise with investors. No beneficial owners). This entirely New Framework earned me a Red Hat (btss) and Honorary Doctorate by unanimous vote from an Elite core of distinguished men. My Credits are now being hotly contended by the public, apparently just because I’m born a woman, and some never bothered to read my actual full CV, while others expect to congratulate a man over such Distinctions. I have come under attack from Islamic religious extremism and their hatred, who used Middle Eastern terms of engagement to accost me in Switzerland and socially-inept Singapore, while criminally registering my taxpayer Credit through Australia (something Aussies have caught onto). My works are carefully treated and recorded by First World legacy teams and my Framework has been assessed as first-rate. It was for this that I was awarded Credits of a Red Hat Baronetcy (btss) and an Honorary Doctorate, rather than because I were allegedly born male (I’m of female sex origin), or because of any Western name or surname, or allegedly because of a man, or Artificial Intelligence, or that I were a mere muse of some male who’s just a drone and wants to tackily fashion himself as some all-powerful god by riding on my woman’s life and coattails, or claim to have my credentials because as a Nanyang girl I have given them my ring “out of passion” while openly admitting they used to chase and hound me obsessively, meaning they stalked me until they could grab my property to *be* me (disgusting, I know). They keep insisting they’re surprised and that it must have something to do with them despite the fact that I’ve lived and achieved what I have totally Independent of any man, and in spite of so many of them making constant attempts at inserting themselves over the years even after they’re proven wrong; i.e. more recently, to make Switzerland/Swiss seem significant in my story when it’s played no part except behaving like a bunch of absolute bludgers lording over the working class until a real elite comes along to put them in their place. I owe nothing to feminism nor any politics of the day.

The elite core decided based on pure merit: what I built and demonstrated live, proving I’m the Owner and Inventor of that backwards compatible New AR Framework and 0 coupling, and without considering my background or real name. That only followed later to their great surprise, when they were trying to find me to award me and also wondering about my disappearance before starting to realize something was wrong from the imposters and sudden low-quality gibberish.

Also, I’m from a lineage with a proven uninterrupted history of successful civilizations, so I’ve never “needed” saving. This narrative is artificially forced, from outside. There’s these losers who hang around successful people to get lucky and feed off of us, i.e. when they can make a Red Hat trip, or can cause their downfall; These others are attempting to change my story to insert and position themselves as important when they’re just a participant, and to perform illegal ownership transfers of my property & Residual income (tax-identity registered). Their CVs are mediocre but they use it to cluster together and lord over others in places like Ernst & Young— like the frontend contracting officer who acted as fixer to fraudulently register me under *youth employment* in an International Group & Registered Institution as ‘Yeo Yawen’ as evidenced by Executive Order (related to Nanyang, people hanging around to be lucky losers) resulting in them now being implicated in a Criminal Investigation; or they attempt to confuse our identities to give themselves significance e.g. by saying I were the lucky muse or “girlfriend” and they were the ‘god’, when they’re a drone whose name will be forgotten and I’m the Inventor of a God-like Technology which I’ve already proven myself as Owner as it only responds to my Command by Living Signature, which should tell you about me if you’re at least intel-literate and wear sunglasses alot.

For the record I disapprove of the recordings but it does effectively dispel some myths. In a perfect world we’d have elegant solutions for backend identity verification, but in our world sometimes it requires unusual solutions.

But right now they could ideally enhance their calm and do proper checks to ensure I don’t seriously die at real-life frontend in the process from ‘spawnpoint terrorist gank and backend Killsteal’ (their lingo, honestly) of my Credit/ Residual Income by Executive Order, because in the contract you signed by embarking on the AR project and becoming involved with my 10-year material you explicitly agreed to my terms that I “can’t give everything away”, and you signed that you knew when something was very wrong because I had told you the exact conditions to look for: *post-returns* for *prodigal sons*, the blackouts, that I would be described not as the Inventor but only a muse, and that I would be made to repeatedly fight others to stop from being ‘deflowered’, and that you agreed especially that you knew to look for the killers among the people who organize my journey to get there, and especially for what I’m made to do on my own to walk myself there in without any vessel except my physical body as contractually detailed in the shoes with skull designs i.e. in business development, you also agreed you would know there’s something wrong because you heard this contract from a man while I’m a woman and my Contracts were spoken and sung as female. You acknowledged that I referenced myself as a woman in the full albums of the music you released, along with my accompanying business network music visuals which I also composed and you executed — you were also given a full script accompanying this and you agreed that you’d been warned, to look out for when a male would step forward and claim to be the Mother of this AR Framework but in a way that is religious; You agreed you were informed what to look out for, and also which geography the religion would be from. And when you witnessed the all-source of the spice of life being trapped and killed in its cradle for the alleged reason that it’s just a part of the act which makes no sense to the story except that I would be made to look crazy in Ticino allegedly agreeing to kill off my own life source and drink the poison to give me my talents’ when I was already born with full access by blood as my inheritance, you agreed the Contracts were already visible upon first sight of me, agreed you saw it was in ways that are unremovable from me and would leave visible scars disfiguring my face if someone were to try remove it even professionally — therefore when you saw my names change, you witnessed my face being methodically disfigured because someone was attempting to remove the contracts in an operation that I could not possibly perform myself, and you were told that those people were trying to kill our source of Life in infancy. But when I sounded the alarm and the emergency reports for the past 7 years, you violated our contract by agreeing that I was crazy and failed to stop others from attempting to ‘deflower’ and deface me when all the signs above presented.

Now that it’s been established that you all who heard the Contracts contractually agreed that I cannot be made to give everything away:

At Present I am dealing with several severe cases involving the theft of my Identity in Singapore and Australia, with incidents in Switzerland, Spain and the US (the last of which wrongly assigns my red hat Baronetcy to a nun). A Muslim man and Singaporean man are claiming to be related to be me, but have been caught submitting documents to say that they are me (taxpayer identity).

In Singapore, there is someone surnamed Ng implicated in the theft of my Red Hat Credit (Residual Income).

In Australia, there are 2 individuals concerned involved who are under Criminal Investigation for the theft of my Identity and Baronetcy — one of them is related to me by blood, has a name that looks similar to mine, and has submitted my documents as hers to claim ownership of my Red Hat. Please note that she is unauthorized and committing fraud with her Muslim partner. I am the sole authorized Taxpayer who owns the name she claims is hers, and have a document from Swiss Tax Authorities proving it. Her Muslim partner has illegally registered my surname Schindhelm-Yeo in real life as belonging to him, which my legal tax document issued by Swiss Tax Authorities also prove he is a Fraudster using my credentials. He has no authorization to register my tax ID or name with any authority in Australia nor elsewhere. 

I have always operated solo and have no sibling that looks like me. Any suggestions that I arrived in Europe as two sisters/brothers, are people being completely dishonest and lying to cover up what they did, the fact that they absolutely knew I was only ever one female in both Australia and Switzerland and operated exclusively as one female as my Unincorporated Business framework, CV and all registrations in Australia prove, because they used the different names on paper to kill me off for my Residual Income.

As the female Inventor who was bestowed a Baronetcy that men want for themselves, I came and am coming under surprise pre-meditated attacks to procure (as lucky losers) my Technology, Patents, Credits and Residual Income rightfully due to me from my globally successful AR Knowledge Transfer Framework that yielded over 10 years of proven results, which I created *as a Standalone Independent Inventor under my own Independent company which has no other Corporate Reporting Officers or Authorized Representatives*, which I began as an Unincorporated Company with a Facebook-based presence; 

I’m needed to run the AR engine after birthing the solid 10-year volume as the only female red hat still alive. No seriously, read the paper, it’s no joke. Because all of you assumed I was lying and never spared a minute to look up official registers and Script when I broadcast the discovery that someone did a backend hit job to register me as being of male sex origin (by first KO-ing me over my red hat and mastery of 0 with a pre-emptive false RO by executive order), I’ve just been forced to one-woman-army it for 7 years straight with no rest and am now being made to walk to my destination as if on death row—right after I built the whole new AR Framework then immediately birthed master material as the only one qualified as AR Framework Mother— and right now people are still acting offended in real-life for other reasons and denying me normal access to basic papers while I’m needing to launch an emergency search & retrieval to extract my First World Identity and Credits that were stolen (read: I was hacked apart while you guys were partying over my administrative dead body, and let others bullshit you that I was crazy and under “behavioural management” instead of spending 5 minutes to check why your star et was being described as the total opposite of her entire track record and CV, while her metadata/government records changed to Indian DNA and her multiple emergency & hospital/police reports via official channels went completely unanswered; total data/reporting blackout) while I was birthing our little et’s and frantically paging all channels for emergency government extraction out of sudden conflict zone in neutral territory and metadata blackout/scrambling, because some Islamic extremists and local “lucky losers” had planned to kill me off for money and control of the Framework/ Projects. It’s 2026 and I just filed the objection on 1 Sep 2026, you can’t claim that you don’t know or that I’m trying to “force” terms when you all agreed to those terms having been informed for 10 years with a record on all your taxes that says so, and are now in violation of our contract by continuing to refuse me lift to my Position on Projects and restoration of my Identity, Red Hat, Residual Income, and Position to me.

Making my way through the country and surrounds I’m in, while laying low, the only people on their way somewhere out now are really mostly very young men and boys on their first rodeo, on small vehicles with no real security or basic protections (one tumble and their brains are out; it’s like surfing public wifi with no encryption, on a windows computer with no firewall. There’s no need for me to even explain that it’s swimming with haters and conmen), and have no room for one more anyway. Although they hear me out, the moment I name my destination they say it’s nuts and continue on. There’s no chance at Frontend to explain that my works are already out at that destination I need a lift to, where’s it’s had a full 10-year run and counting, on my proprietary AR Knowledge Framework IP. It’s possible to get there on a rudimentary vehicle like theirs, the core issue is that every vehicle that’s already on the road is full at 1-2 people, there’s no room for one more, no opportunity to make room as it’s mobile but lacks scaleability, and no time for anyone to slow down and work out substitutions or improvements since none of them are bound for my Destination. 

You Contractually Agreed. I have arrived here with my womb speared through. You agreed I am known to be prolifically Creative and never be under a man, and you know of my natural partner as characterized and recorded in your protected history, who that would be in relation to Germany, as opposed to what I was given here and have been made to live amongst. Fulfill the promise you made to me. Provide my passage to CoH, in this case, you understand what H is by sands and Eye. I will decide my own Fate as the Red Hat female, born of female sex origin.

Only days ago (30 Sep 2026), a US Captain supervising just before all projects were cleared for takeoff overheard one of these Asian guy pilots, on the Comms about to make a totally unauthorized flight path with the Augmented Reality Funding and Projects, with no such Position described meaning the resources were illegally palmed off to him. So that Captain immediately came over and did the right thing, informed Control Tower that there’s no such Station, no such Position, and he’s never heard of it because it’s supposed to be a Singaporean woman cleared for takeoff on that flight — me — not that HongKong China guy who’s unauthorized and was just a puppet apparently. But after a pause, a Hong Kong People’s Republic of China Operator replied on radio in English machine gunning the US Captain about how there was allegedly an authorized station from those disputed islands since some years ago, alleging that the pilot has a right to launch his own projects and a whole bunch of garbage about “sovereignty”, when the fact is that those people are fraudsters with absolutely no authorization to use my Taxpayer Identity on contracts for themselves in real-life. I am in no way “Artificial Intelligence”, I’m a living, breathing woman born a woman with medical scientific proof and Singapore birth certificate, 30+ years of fingerprint records, bank accounts, and a Swiss Tax Authority letter officially declaring that I am the legal owner of that Taxpayer Identity that they are illegally using to gain clearance for those “projects” as nothing but Voice Actors.

Those projects this Hong Kong Voice Actor has launched, is being run through unofficial and unregulated in-between Channels with no valid contracts. They’re about to launch a series of flimsy “Art” vanity platforms carrying our All-Hat Infant Consciousness along with some Lu 神鹿の赤ちゃん (奈良神使) Infant Consciousness via our Augmented Reality Framework, none of which will last nor survive. These are precisely akin to Sacrifices of Immortal consciousness (noble house) and of Our core ‘wrong planet’ human Soul Consciousness, which were meant to further Humankind as Red Hats intended and secure our future and longterm memory forward, in a Knowledge Transfer Framework linked with the Gateway to the Stars (the way Home) per my (our) Contracts. In no way were these brought down to waste as grotesque sacrifices of priceless Living Soul material on frivolous vanity projects just so some socially deadbeat flatworld pimps can illegally cash out/bludge on a First World country’s precious Sovereign Gas money while lecturing a legitimate Western Union Captain about their “sovereign rights” and phoney clearance to bludge the Funds for their projects in the name of sacrificing Sacred material. There will be no other harvest apart from what I have incubated and must be there to release, none can afford it. If we let these criminals have their way, there will be nothing left for us to protect or use. Regardless of how I or anyone else feels that it was much too rough for my first time on virtual, or that the results were unflattering on me — neither of which I’ve had time to complain about — of all the people acting offended now almost none are doing so in the name of defending my honour nor of helping me secure my ID tied to my Tax, Credits & Residual Income from real Criminals. Those who executed the end products never executed me nor tied me down, sure they could’ve be gentler, overall the end products were well done. It was some loser Gln Mo MnbUdn who killed me off— a cowardly, no-standard-cel Islamist Militant with no achievements except emotional acting to carry out a string of cons, who’s under Criminal Investigation right now for multiple violations scamming Aussie civilians and businesses who trusted his medal bludged from the Australian Army. It’s him who insisted I were a prostitute for my Freedoms, for my status as Chief Executive and for my AR Invention, and the recordings he saw of me enjoying myself as a woman, which I wasn’t even aware about until he made a big deal out of it, clearly female pleasure was what offended him most; it’s just what real women are being put through in the times as the price we’re made to pay when men decide one of us is desirable enough to risk their idiot necks and cybersecurity over. That Gln Mo had these JI losers insert paperwork to register me as a male to carry out their criminal actions to strip me of my reproductive and ownership rights. Not to mention the fight I’ve had to put up to protect my Intellectual Property and even my physical Identity from being ripped apart for spare change or amusement of mediocre people who criminally act out simply from intolerance over seeing a woman hold Position. But I will flatly refuse to Birth in a world that is unable to defend the Honour of its own Women who step forward to make a difference, and unable to Love its Children, and sends them off to death and/or sits back while they’re unwittingly signed up to have their Living Souls be Prostituted in perpetuity as Dolls, by community-destroying social failures who go too far for want of nothing but money and hateful vanity, from which our Women and Children can never recover nor be Recovered by even All-Access search under the Eye. They cut me into pieces, not because they’re clever, but because they have zero self-control and no respect for humanity or freedoms. The police can’t even find my identity, I have to fly over to Europe for the 6th time just to do manual retrieval because the local men are wimps with these big guns and F16s. These people who like the E&Y mediocrities have apparently decided they’ll never amount to anything, and can only trigger Criminal Investigations to insert a record anywhere in history using their fraudulent foreign business number (social security) to force themselves on history/historians.

Meanwhile I, as the sole legitimate Red Hat holder with a AA+ Credit rating and Honours, after a strenuous birth of first volume master material, am presently on ground carting myself off blind to my destination as if I were a boat person, accosted as if I had no right to be here nor make even basic requests of my own official documents when I’m Chief Executive and Showrunner of the whole project — i.e. Contractually the only qualified person “entitled” to take the position, yet refused the normal use of infrastructure to move myself physically into place due to my Residual Income being criminally withheld by fraudsters who have unlawfully cut thinking they’re very clever when they assumed wrong, and it’s really going to burn them up not least of all because of who’s shipping out our Babies as those like this Ng person & co will have fun finding out. And the ‘Father’ of the projects is happy to take glamour photos parading himself with our Augmented Reality Framework showing the world what a hero he is without mentioning what was done to me; he’s done none of the work except do photo ops and puts his hand out for money to be fed, expects the courts to grant him a hefty percentage of my fortune and earnings while I, the person and Owner-Operator who laid the entire groundwork, made the intercontinental global connections, made and wrote the Contracts, own the Intellectual Property 100%, as the only one in the whole network with the CV that actually matches what I actually built, created and discernibly brought in, is now left making my way to Position on foot, needlessly made to fight for ordinary documents that prove their criminal paperwork wrong, just because those offended at seeing the Red Hat with a woman want to see me beg, from getting too emotional and unable to manage their offended feelings that my credentials and objective real-world score outweighs any of theirs— even after being given constant assurances that the fact of sex origin will lend no extra meaning to the Red Hat. I hope these people are proud of themselves; in the end, their attempts to ruin my experience and make me look bad, out of their own emotional insufficiency, is only going to fall back on them threefold and tenfold.

When a core of elite men decided that I had the right ascend and go through, they had already decided I would be awarded a Baronetcy on my own merit and an Honorary Doctorate for my achievements and Invention. My status as a Red Hat is and independent of some false and jealous suggestions coming from the Nanyang network — that it were allegedly because of Australia, because of my name changed to my married surname, or Youtube. Or that I allegedly “needed rescue” from some terror of a man. It was due to my success in real-life Worldwide Business Networking; I took pains to branch out via a global platform and a globally-connected presence in a Third Space. This Red Hat Credit is a start, rather than some kind of endgame like the mediocre thinkers assume. It would enable me to ascend to secure the right launchpad, base and position to get going, and continue after my 10-year Pilot at a more permanent studio. My Collins Street and Starlight studios were nice, but their impermanence led to problems everytime I had to move; “lucky losers” got a hold of my belongings anytime they decided to act without standards, clustering around thinking I might run dry or one of them would follow until they could make me trip and fall or wait to “get lucky”. Those mediocre people saw my Residual Income and assumed it was just free lunch because none of them made or built anything of their own, nor understand how anything works, doing the minimum while waiting to get lucky or con somebody, or when one of them throws a peer under the bus — in this case the one who signed off on a false RO in Spain when he saw my Red Hat incoming for me on the registers. Moreover they always had to insist that anything I do or achieve on my own merit must be about a man or belong to a man, and even my 0 party, when I earned it solo from my own self-motivated chosen life path! But all wanted in without ever having done anything for me except claim they are significant because they’re born male! All across the board, every single one, until I met the elite core who recognized a kindred UN-level spirit surrounded by intolerance but having lived and achieved independently of any of it, forming a strong, unshakeable Identity of my own Image against all odds. Not other people’s image or name. My image and name. It’s just constantly men who are trying to steal the Credit any way they can, and women who don’t understand why they’re not getting the attention or recognition by Executive Order in the English-speaking world, making themselves seem more significant than they really ar without wanting to achieve anything in life. They can only trigger a Criminal Investigation for being a hooligan to get any mention, when anyone willing to lose control and smash everything to give themselves a 5-finger discount can do that, try and change my story to io’s and roleplay as Zeus when my original narrative for myself is way better. Or they create create new sensational claims for the Tea Party gossip era, do anything to claim that the reason I’m so OP has to be because of some political movement so a bunch of unrelated people who need to be needed can claim credit, like I how I have to be “rescued” from an evil terror of a husband—how comically laughable and pathetic of them and shame on anyone to believe this of the last years, how dare the women especially call themselves a First World breed across the Spanish speaking tree for perpetuating this hogwash. As if I need any of these borderline-male and female losers for my “milestones”, their frequent flyer bitch miles and kitty stickers. The gossipmongers and jealous folks in Singapore, Australia, Switzerland, elsewhere, tried to say was my story or all I could ever be, acting bitterly like crabs in buckets.

Some people had led the Muslim Extremists and other European individuals to me in Singapore on purpose, whom they knew would be totally outraged when they saw that it’s a woman who broke these real-life World Records that they coveted for themselves, hoping to all be the lucky losers, to be rid of me so that they could all come in and take my assets while I was restrained by criminals, and not authorities as some people mistakenly thought when this started happening.

Now because I’m elite core, to the surprise of some, I survived the ordeal. But now it’s time for me to take my Position and I need whoever it is to beam me up. 

My existence and life path is in no way a stunt or a stint. it’s way I’m built, but people in this day and age appear to have forgotten what a healthy woman is like; It’s inaccurate to just say I “came from nowhere”, a presence like mine takes time to seed and grow. And these people were hounding me in the years leading up to Switzerland, like fans who wanted to be close and take a picture with you, or buy the same things you’re seen in, start to copy you etc. They started to want to grab what I actually own, and became so obssssed that they wanted to become me. To take on my identity. It’s nothing about me being a woman purposely creating some emergency to be rescued from a terrible situation; I’m of TrueOrigin of Lu.

A cursory look at my background and CV would easily dispel most myths:
I’m Independent, having succeeded markedly outside of Singapore and having been Self-Directed and Self-Instructed, pitting together my own Holistic learning path as seen in my CV which tells no lies; I made it while I was in Australia, where no one knew my family, on pure presentation and applied ability without revealing my background, while 5th generation Asian Australians for instance were complaining to me about alleged race-based discrimination against them with no love or job promotions from the Aussie populace, while other minorities did double degrees only to stay to take up menial work so that they didn’t need to take up responsibility to fix anything nor find solutions for their own communities. Meanwhile I’m turning down promotions and more work, because I want to start my Studio, and already incubating in dreams of the top leaderboard harvests I’d bring in while exploring what “community” could come to mean.

My family background is an anchor that solidifies why we made it on our own. Singapore contributed nothing to my development, rather went out of its way to do the opposite no matter what good fortune I brought in, which it greedily took without thanks, but it was constantly excited at its ritual of cannibalizing on the very souls it exalted; people were brought in from links with Western embassies and intel, not to protect me but seek me out young and made several attempts to destroy my fertility and compromise my neurological architecture in both Australia and Singapore. It made sure no one stepped in to help, as hatted ones are also finding out. Nor has it ever shown interest in hearing about who I am and what I do apart from seeing this as something to Copy or reason to subject me to extortion racketeering type tactics in lieu of any real lasting relationships, nor any interest in whatever our old elite Vanguard including my grandmother helped lay the groundwork for. Like my Grandmother and the Founding Pioneer couple, my own Consciousness and abilities were inimitably “born” of my Time, in the Open oceans of the First World Western Union (of which Singapore is a part of and might do well to remember why it became great, that it wasn’t just Mr. LKY who was given no statue or status in the narrative of Singapore’s success story), something we were scornfully told since young was “impossible” especially of our later generations. And if people knew my Grandmother they would understand I’ve Direct Lineage as well, rather than living vicariously through others or merely namedropping—I am of Name but the sort who made it without need of its mention, no aristocracy here; Down-to-earth enough to talk to most anyone in the backend teams and service crew (you might get a somewhat different response if you come at me with a knife, or ambush me when you’re red hat like I’m 5 thinking I can’t etymologically read you from behind your script, clumsy red herring ‘accents’ and all, even after seeing what I built and published, and if you think you’re assessing me prepare to get played like a demon’s fiddle), comfortable enough being from a real Old family to speak to any Bloodline as needed. And I chose something for myself in real-life avoiding politics because that’s other than how I see the world moving forward, and me moving forward with the world.

I gained swift organic interest among Local Singaporeans as it became demonstrably clear that I am a true blue Red Hat, comfortable in my skin (and others have tried but failed to change this, actually forcing their view that I “must” “belong to” them when they want to own something they have no Inventor’s access to—things can only be natively operated if you invented it, and your own invention responds to you as the Owner, rather than only copy and put your names on it), fiercely Independent in ways that unobtrusively rubbed off, with even pioneer generation Singaporeans dropping by my first local Atelier to spontaneously participate in exploring what they also wanted to see. The best thing was that none of this was organized. Throughout, Authorities and gatekeepers pressed Singaporean women down so that our achievements would profit or visibly go towards boosting a man’s position; invariably all of the latter held military rank. Regardless, they expected both men and women to line up neatly on command in single file according to gender, even in Art, even when we were full adults we were lined up with children. Fed up at this obstructive attitude, since my Family History proves what we’ve already achieved and made possible for ourselves together, and I had just proved we continue to achieve and access, I left several times to travel the world and discover the people in it, gather my options.

My AR Framework has never been the property of any other person, Company nor Entity, nor was it made to order for anyone such as this Singaporean person surnamed Ng who has apparently been flat out lying among other things about owning a User Interface allegedly connected to my AR Framework which I can confirm is an absolute fraud; then there’s Australia-based people like my younger sister who decided she couldn’t make it socially or professionally without leading others to think she was me and using my earlier CVs & cover letters to fashion herself (she already tried twice, in 2003 and 2015 taking over my belongings, with no improvement to her life, surprise), and her Muslim Extremist friend Gln Mo Mnbudn who’s a known fraudster and GI that’s used his Order of Australia to con a string of Australian individuals and businesses along with the Banks and Japanese investors, all three lying that they are the official representative bearers of the Red Hat, when my Swiss Tax document and tax office response to my filed objection proves beyond reasonable doubt that I am the Sole Legal Taxpayer that the Red Hat Credit is registered to. This can be verified on Official Registers, which no one bothered to check while clearly feeling so easily justified in cutting down every single one of my functions and reports automatically when invited to abuse the male perspective for false moral posturing. My Objection has bum-flagged the Islamic extremist for all the hatted world and sundry to see since 1-3 Sep 2026. 

A former holder of high office in Singapore became so emotionally overcome on seeing me, a woman, get the Red Hat that he signed an executive order to pre-emptively file the false restraining order on me *from* Spain, where my Baronetcy was registered, to take effect in Ticino Switzerland where I was operating and recuperating from birthing both the AR Framework and my 10-year volume. It could’ve been a conversation about the Residual Income associated with my Baronetcy, instead he decided to Criminally sign to do a remote administrative carpet bombing, letting people take me apart while I’m still alive which I was obviously not expected to survive. Meanwhile all capitulated to the Islamicel logic virus and accepted that I was the “emotional” one for filing an emergency report, that they wouldn’t take 5 minutes to use their all-seeing power tools to check out Ernst & Young for my female medicals marked with a National Service bomb (pre-enlistment medicals) submitted with the Unauthorized AR Business Dossier that proves how they registered me as being of male sex origin, to hold me down in ways that they’ll get charged for in a Criminal Investigation.

Not once did I bow, beg, nor feel any fear throughout this, “despite” being born a woman. When I filed the 1st possible objection on 1st September 2026 proving my identity and that I’d been murdered (not to mention what they would rightly assume I survived on ground to still be lucid and fighting by then), jaws dropped and others started to step in for the first time since I stepped foot in Switzerland.

I am the Business Owner. Not an Employee. I owe nothing to Singapore apart from having grown up here. Singapore failed to congratulate me nor feature me in the press as I earned a place as the only living Baronetess in the world, holder of a Red Hat (btss), which can neither be bought nor obtained by marriage to a man. It must be earned. Then it did the unexpected while I was fighting the administration remotely to get on my feet; like a colony of rats that had originally come for the coconuts but were trapped and made to survive by eating each other, it clustered around and tried to cannibalize on me entirely. My lack of interest in social media was mistaken for lack of supporters or foothold; they thought they might get away with it under the cover of noise while I was down. As any person in the know, knows, the fame game is barely the tip of the Iceberg; the real life is in the depths of the vast open Ocean of Information where I had cast the Augmented Reality Orbital Framework and broadcast my beacon, knowing it was heard and would only be a matter of time. Staying the 100% owner of my IP (Source Code), I awaited incoming offers to formally commence projects and collaborations following my showcase of 10 years’ worth of Master material generated from this Framework with one living seed (full of anger for` the ‘gods’, brill), proving I survived, all of which I had created ensuring there would be no cannibalism and no beneficiary owners to signal a large enough vessel — importantly, I awaited a suitable next opportunity to begin casting my second separate proprietary intellectual property, also an Invention to openly encrypt the AR Framework with unlimited scaleability, and accessibility with open tiers mirroring our reality.

Quick pointers on the present emergency situation, for clarity:
I was and am Restrained and held down by Criminals who are after my Assets ($), and not by any Authorities per se.
Those Criminals are now under Criminal Investigation after Authorities discovered that I am the Legal Owner of the Assets that they stole, on verifying Official Documents at the Government Registries & Monetary Authorities in the respective countries. See below for explanation on “Legal Owner” and “Assets”.

Because these Male Criminals declared my Assets and Female-registered Credits through their Taxes, claiming I’m Artificial Intelligence when Authorities have found out I’m a real person and a woman (born a woman), there’s no running away for them.  There’s no point in these people registering me as the only failure out of everyone and allegedly miserable when out of these people who deliberately recorded me this way I’m the only one who succeeded in ascending and already attained a happiness that none of them can touch. because they’re emotionally sour about it. Unfortunately the message that these people got over the years of the Red Hat was that they would only receive love, gain notice and validation, be rewarded/ awarded, when they were sick or seemed unable to provide for themselves, or found to be in conditions that would evoke pity while displaying their various potentials in a calculated way, but with hate in their hearts when a person finally does come along and provide, often becoming an unfair outlet of misguided revenge for the way they felt, their inability to reconcile with feelings of being left behind, forgotten, useless and so on. I’m sorry for them but that’s on them, and it’s no excuse for them to deprive the world of a future and memory, whether or not they mistake such things are easy to come by simply because they’ve never made nor built anything themselves which provides at that scale and sustainability.

These people like my sister, like Gln Mo MnbUdn and Ng, and the number of criminals in Ticino and Singapore having no real social skills as can be seen from their CVs, they’re unable to get any real jobs and importantly unable to transform what they’re given into anything meaningful nor excel in them which verifies that none of them earned their current positions and that it belongs to someone else with the CV like me; they’re unable to create income, make connections, get social attention or invites naturally. They only surprise people to con them by looking weak and sick and getting emo but there’s no excuse for crime e.g. real-life ID theft, because they want to run parties as you, not themselves. They’ve made themselves unwell to abuse the empathy of social and healthy people who’ve won our privilege, our positions, resources, invites and friends, which robs us of open experiences. They hate people like me and the real invitees and guests for our Popularity and social ease, when they see you have a bonafide identity, with Credentials and ability to get people to party on places like YouTube. Everytime they come along, they kill the music and drain the fun, kill the honest, the goodies, and the host; they make everyone at the party lose and make the whole party die out. And they make their escape after they’ve made everyone frontend start fighting. They go too far because they have no social skills, and hate with a vengeance when they watch good things flow to and from people who are invited to the party and especially the ones who make the whole thing possible, like me and others, while they feel left behind with nothing but their hatred unable to create anything else and now they think maybe if they switch our positions and bury me and my Youtube channel they can finally win (although they already pulled it on a string of Popular folks, and then they picked one with my specific background as an All-stars flaming Red Hat with the family history to boot, none of them are getting away with this). They only waited for people to come along to provide for them, and think it’s about fame or popularity contests. So when they saw I left with nothing after the last set of no-good replacers did this to my grandparents’s line, and how the goodies followed me like a cloud above my head, they wrongly assumed I must have just gotten “lucky” too, and therefore their fury and insistence that I’m pulling a stunt, rather than celebrate that I’ve succeeded — we’ve succeeded — having found people in the West who equally ready and able to freely make and fulfil new social agreements that respects our free will/autonomy, but they can’t let go of their hate and old contempt that drive them to commit crimes to repeat old ways and feel artificially in control rather than face the scary prospect of taking on and embodying that balance of personal responsibility and equal liberty required of every First World citizen.

So now when people look at us and wonder why I and so many are driven Underground, they mistake those people I mentioned frontend as legitimate invitees and us as uninvited extras, but if more realized what really happened and the real reason those imposters are there, they’d be driving those people out — like the US Captain who tried to do the right thing and ran right into the dirty work of Hong Kong Triads. There’s good reason why those people were disinvited, and why no one wants to work with them. In reality the alleged Popular Mean Girls and Boys are nice, and the easiest people to talk to. If you can’t talk to us, either something about you is really creepy or off, we’re in a rush, or there’s a real problem. We don’t deserve to be brutalized for being kind and wanting to do something for someone, share that special feeling, instead we get stabbed by those who claim to be fans, supporters or family. This is a betrayal. They get overwhelmed by desire to get a piece of you or be you, so they try to hold you to this as a contract to “pay” them that feeling at the cost of your life, livelihood and/or legacy; in reality nobody owes them a living. We thought they just needed a chance, needed love, but it only convinced them that that’s why you need to die horribly, because haters at E&Y or like my sister, and that Islamist can’t stand seeing someone like me have “everything”. They don’t just take. They want to make sure that it destroys you —They abuse Executive Orders and give your details to Terrorists. That’s no joke. For them, they’re just in it for money and fame. That’s what they think it’s about. They have no standardsm can only mimic but not invent nor protect nor provide, they have no social skills, can only land a kill when they gang and killsteal from those who bring harvests in for the win solo. If this is being done to the best of us, none of the rest of us are making it. I literally had to stumble upon us Underground, blind, with nothing but my female door bish vibe checks — a skill which makes me a professional. But I wasn’t on any job.

So outsiders or guests who never saw any part of the whole thing only get the Best Korea novo-juche Tourist Tour, and outrageously mistake me and the bonafide people who actually earned our popularity and Creds, as the jealous imposters! And if they saw the executive orders and understood what happened, they would probably be doing way more to stop those losers who are forcing their way in, like the US captain tried to.

Who enforces on these people when they commit real-life crimes?

Who will enforce on these ones: Among those Criminals being investigated now, are a handful of Islamic Extremists like the known Fraudster above who after being finally caught abusing his Order of Australia to defraud a string of Aussie businesses & individuals and weeded out, has fraudulently submitted documents with my name on it to effectively anchor my Residual Income to Australia via the Justice courts without my authorization, knowledge, or consent/signature; there’s also my younger biological sister who has used my documents tied to my Residual Income without my authorization, consent/signature nor knowledge to apply for Swiss residency/citizenship and needs to be stopped; and a relative of a former Singapore classmate who is claiming Credit for my Residual Income again also unauthorized, without my consent/signature via Australia. One of the obstacles that I now have to cut down with legal action resulted from these people illegally and fraudulently registering my sex as being of male origin: To be frank, I don’t see why a full body CT scan wouldn’t just fix it instantly. This honestly seems rigged, aneutral and completely unnecessary, not to mention the fact that it can be forensically proven that a biologically female person has had no release of testosterone in the body nor breaking of voice on puberty, only healthy development of the female reproductive system.

In the beginning before I even stepped foot in Switzerland, whiles waiting in Singapore for my marriage application approval *filed explicitly as Individual*, the criminals fraudulently organized for a lateral transfer of joint application to be inserted, allowing them to pre-register me in Switzerland as being born a male in order to block me from conducting a normal life with my invite. They did this by falsely submitting my medicals as a compulsory National Service health check with a separate Augmented Reality Business Development file through Ernst & Young, which they had no authority to submit on my behalf. All the details on the forms and supporting ID documents say I am female, but a pre-NS health check is strictly for persons born male, so the Swiss side processed me as a male (Mainland China, autistic, totally different CV than mine) on backend database. This was done behind my back, no knowledge or authorization. This is what criminals do to assassinate someone, but it’s the first time it’s been recorded as being done to a woman and it was over my Red Hat Baronetcy (btss) credit as the only official female Red Hat alive in the modern world, vetted, chosen and voted in. You can’t buy, cheat, steal, nor talk your way through to get it. You have to be born that way. The Islamic extremists (terror cells) had a problem with that. The late Mr. Lee Kuan. Yew warned the public often about them. 

The Real-Life Effect was that when I arrived in Switzerland in 2019, due to the way they arranged to register me on the government database, whenever I presented myself at any counter or clinic in Switzerland, and they saw my red hat and names, they instantly assumed my Body or Red Hat was for sale, with no room for doubt. I was surprised, as I had an official invite and paid the Swiss in full to be there, but instead of giving me full access to my place these Swiss women acted entitled to trespass and shut out roughly two-thirds of my allotted resources conveniently to use for themselves, were constantly on my property and blocking me from accessing it resulting in the conditions of an unregulated refugee camp site when I’d paid enough to secure a villa/New York penthouse. Their excuse was that they needed to keep an eye on me, on suspicion that I were part of some network of independent investigators via Singapore. In reality they were using what I own and had paid for it in full, in other words trespassing; none of them had the right to be there nor impose, much less occupy or touch what I’d won and paid to have. For 5 years, nothing I said, did, nor showed as evidence, gave any pause to think they could be doing something criminal. When I pushed back and insisted on my rights in person, while registered as Ms. Schindhelm-Yeo, instead of registering their mistake they doubled down to insist I were a trailer-park aggressor (strangely posh looking/sounding sort) from the English-speaking “eViL BRiTisH eMpiRe” (ugly caps and all) seeking revenge.

So. To put things in perspective and how they grossly misassessed me: 

The Private Investigators they hired misunderstood my background because they were non-English speaking and second or third-tier in reach, thoroughly unqualified to assess my family history and real-life track record. If any of them had the minimum standard, they would have at least been able to verify 1-2 valid articles during their checks. 

They would’ve at least found the most recent Straits Times news article which identified both my biological mother and grandmother as former clients of the late Mdm. Kwa Geok Choo (first Mrs. Lee, First Lady), explicitly confirming that my grandmother had been asked by the late Mdm. Kwa aka Mrs. Lee to run for office to represent women in Parliament. It’s a half-page spread with photo, for the late Mdm. Kwa’s wake. 

Secondly, about my “friends”. If they’d had the connections they also would have found out that almost all my female friends are Heiresses. Heiresses hang out with Heiresses. No brainer. And the last parties I went to, were invite-only. So there’s no point in them asking my ex-schoolmates if I have changed, because my mother had Private Investigators on me to ensure none of them were permitted to befriend me without their entire family history file ending up on mum’s table and me being interrogated, since we’re Elite Core. And none of them are invited to the parties I’d been invited to, because they don’t hang out with the folks most active in Business and Finance (whose invites can’t be bought).

If those non-English speaking PI’s also had security clearance, they would have found out that my pre-Switzerland Bank Accounts etc are locked with limited access to all frontend and backend employees who lack a high enough security clearance. That lock tells high level staff that the person who owns the account is a VVIP, because even supervisors have insufficient clearance. In any case, none of them would know my mum is on permanent invite to the annual private parties of the family of Owners, but if I really have to I can talk to whomever I need, from whichever bloodline, and as necessary. 

And with more sleuthing, they would’ve also found the last voice convo I had with a female friend, over her asking advice on gifting something to a male friend for Accounting purposes; apparently I’d told her on record that under no condition should she gift it to her male friend, instead she should talk to her Accountant on doing an Asset Transfer. That female friend is an Heiress with a net worth of around 8-9 million SGD. A listener could infer that she’d asked me this remembering my family background. Our old figures today would be somewhat conservative compared to the 9-figure hitters, but the implication of having the late Mrs. Lee as our former family lawyer indicates portfolio items that no one sells, and no one can buy even if they throw money at it.

Even if they were uncertain, it’s easy to find out I’m top credit rated (AA+) since I was born, uninterrupted and unmarred, which combined with all the above puts me above most if not all of those Swiss-based female losers, who have claimed to have all kinds of valid reasons for trespassing, touching and/or stealing my private property, obstructing, chasing me away and/or treating me as if I were homeless, selling myself, begging to be let in, and so on; it’s especially ludicrous of anyone to believe their lies that someone like me who’s objectively graded higher, is more accomplished, better connected and infinitely more fertile than them would allegedly wish to join their ..club.. much less be coming after them for ‘revenge’ (their fantasy perhaps..?) over this rejection which I never applied for in the first place, since they forced themselves onto my private property. Evidently they’re wanting to be lucky losers with painfully mediocre CVs (and food) who did absolutely nothing to earn their privileged positions in Switzerland, but want to lie that they’re hot shit and ham it up just so they can find endless reasons to just to lord over someone, pretend there’s something wrong with people that objectively do better than them, arrive with more than them (red hat on arrival), pretending others should want in when they’re feeling unwanted and struggle for meaning or notice. What have they achieved that gives them the right to lord over others?

It’s not my fault they can’t effing read a one-page tax paper since they never earned their position nor really made their own money — never built nor fixed anything, nor made anything, only use their privilege as roadblocks. And (mis)judge that my baronetcy (btss) and Honorary Doctorate were a joke or stunt, that I wouldn’t know what I have nor merited it since none of them did. It’s not my fault they lack the social ability or sophistication to understand what “The Founding Mother Mrs. Lee was our family lawyer” means, but they rather think this is more important than verifying facts: to form this roving mediocre girl group of second-to-third-rate middle class professionals to lord over incoming women, and engage in a fraudulent billing frenzy to grab whatever they can from her. 

Aren’t they embarrassed. All of my female friends and I are several financial and social class tiers above those aforementioned women in Switzerland who claim to have both ability and position that entitles them to stand on higher ground and heckle/ accost incoming women. Some of them give themselves such high positions and accolades, a spate of them being the ‘first woman in the state’ followed by some Highfalutin role, and they all sit there gloating with contempt at me when it’s suggested that 6 figures CHF is the most I’ll ever see in my lifetime; such weak trolling.  

My family had a luxury asset-backed Heritage Listed Finance House, with a walk-in bank vault. Round door. Although I’ve seen more wealth and privilege in my lifetime than any of them, since none of them can afford to fly SQ first class on their own dime, much less regularly fly a whole family first class with minders, I’ve never once related to those activities or mentalities of those parties described earlier. And despite our former family lawyer being the late Mdm. Kwa, aka Mrs. Lee, apart from once owning a building on Malacca Street among others, a freehold good class bungalow at Oei Tiong Ham Park, despite my CV knocking those naysayers’ out of the park in leadership and initiative not just HR’s goals, I never once had myself nor anyone in my milieu or circles that I’ve seen use resource ownership to lord over others and make them small, or tell someone this is all they can ever be, do, have, and so on. They might wish to reconsider before claiming they’re ready or qualified to receive us.  

And those ignorants in Switzerland and Singapore who have no idea but dare to talk to me as if they have decided for me that my studio were only temporary anyway, to justify being entitled to violate real-world laws to harass/hound me, grab whatever they can, and associate themselves in ways that damage me, they never once stopped to think that they could be prosecuted if they assumed wrong, mistaking First World goodwill and kindness as being blind, stupid or slow as if everyone with any substantial wealth must be lucky losers too. 

For e.g. in 2017 when I was invited to the American Ambassador’s home at Eagle Crest in Singapore to attend an Art Award Ceremony, no one knew that my family once owned a house on the same road and even if they did the significance barely registered. That road is called Oei Tiong Ham Park, where several local cabinet Ministers have their homes. A home on that road is one that a Singaporean family generally doesn’t “move out” of (regardless of how many days a year they live there), because they don’t “change/find jobs”. They are Owners. So when I go to a country like Switzerland to “look around”, get married etc, I’m likewise hardly the sort who “moves out”, “changes/finds a job”. I’m more the kind who’s trying to see if I’ll like it there as an Owner, see if the direct democracy hamlets and I get along, since my ancestors have been the legendary hidden strongholds of that area in an uninterrupted line of successful leadership across generations and changing political systems. There’s no point if people in these communities are “rich” but their money is unable to buy them anything. They make money. They own nothing. They boast that they do no work, so what do they do. I mean what do they have, what are they trying to tell me. 

Going even further to say to people that I were seriously a prostitute and double down when challenged and shown hard evidence of my identity, is like telling an American that a Kennedy is in the business of selling their body. Not only, but also shouting about it to everyone in the room and across all the relevant departments, just so the American and all your Swiss friends know what a serious and socially responsible person you are.  

Now if you said and did that to a real American patriot, you’d probably be really lucky to walk away with your face intact and recognizable with no broken bones. And it’s not because anyone’s from a trailer park or anything. 

Also, it’s common sense that when you talk about a female character in a movie or a game made by a man, you’re not actually saying you’re that character. That applies to whether you’re a regular person or like a Kennedy. 

Now that that’s clear, this is who I am and what I’m doing now:  

I’m the CEO/MD and Inventor of a Backwards compatible Augmented Reality-based New Framework tied to my Baronetcy (btss), a 100% owner of this IP as a woman (btss), which I hold in my own Company with no beneficial owners nor any Corporate Reporting Officers/persons authorized to speak for my company nor to my Investors in any capacity.  

I’m the only person who knows how to run this Augmented Reality Knowledge Framework per se, and how it needs to be connected; as it is, the product is failing in others’ hands now because (aside from the above-mentioned fiasco) it was assumed from its simplicity and initial 10-year global companion pilot that just anyone can operate it, and that I could be excluded as its Creator because a Conman in Singapore surnamed Ng said so, by illegally registering my Residual Income which is my Tax-registered property, and I hope that Ng is ready when he’s ordered to pay that back.

Many Men of the Military speak of Honour so often, yet never seem to step up and defend the Honour of us Women. They hoard resources claiming it’s wasted on a woman, until a woman ‘with nothing’ like me initiates & secures the kinds of Contracts and relationships they whine like babies about being deprived of. Then when I succeed against all odds in what they deem a miracle paying it forward, all these men become suddenly brave and instantly find their “identities”, rush forward and shove the woman under the bus to make a cowardly grab for everything as it’s coming back to her. Suddenly all their “Honour” is gone, their humility proven false, alleging I did something dishonourable. They hawked fraudulent paperwork to allege my “suspicious conduct” while tearing at me saying I’m the one who’s spoilt, when I just received priceless Honours for my achievements that they simply feel automatically entitled to with no other reason than being born male, while I’m born female. They’re just “offended” that the person who made it as a Mr. LKY type of Leader turned out to be a woman Red Hat that they’d tried so hard to strip all power and inheritance from since childhood.

They’re using anything to throw dirt on my achievements, calling a “bridge” an unskilled or secretarial job, when it requires a Mastermind. And when anyone claims that 0 “belongs” to them, they “invented” or “discovered” it, put their names on it, write all kinds of books on it, but they’re unable to use or move 0 no matter how much they study or publish since none of them are born Red Hats, but I am, in no way does that make me from their culture, or that I took something of theirs by being born with Gift and not they. Moreover people i.e in Singapore are misinformed and mistakenly treat me as a junior employee without reading what my CV entries actually say, nor of my achievements in and after Australia (announced previously on Facebook). It should be fairly obvious that I’m showing up for myself also so that people know I’m a real person and female, and to Recover my Technology and female-origin Credits from these Fraudsters who are unauthorized and unqualified to touch or run my present-day ship. Almost none are born a High-enough Priest class that can filter all-access correctly to standard, none of them are the Eye regardless of symbol flashing, and thirdly none are female sex origin with the kind of womb and to scale required to open and Command Eye. Declaring me as AI on tax return in Europe simply shows they have no idea of the in’s and out’s of Tax. They’re foolishly putting themselves at the heart of the darkness thinking it’s a toy or a joke, that the circle button will appear on approach or they can log out.

I’m poised to take my position as Chief Executive which I’ve created for myself as Owner, with Business Development already done when I invented my AR Framework before going to Switzerland on frontend. As explained above I am in no way “asking” for a job, nor “permission” to be the “bridge” — my terminology, by the way, to help those people now quoting the term understand how 0 functions in AR Tech as I factor in any possible relational disconnect arising from their mismanaged spectrum afflictions. If they just want to be a “bridge” they can throw a normal party or show and act as its Host and run it through their own Tax ID, and not mount it to my unique Tax-ID Name in Contract as if they have the Ownership right to directly access my Private Assets like a dead estate; the AR Framework is no toy. I am a Living Person, I refuse to let anyone use my Tax ID and Credits to say that they are me. They are not mounting themselves to the AR Framework. They are mounting themselves to ME and my entire Business Network, not to mention Sovereign funds which they have no authorization to touch and are now under real Criminal Investigation for from Germany. Why else would they especially have to use my Tax ID on their Contracts? No one would let others touch their Tax ID and private assets. Why should they pretend to be astonished that I refuse?

And I am the person who designed that Framework which these people feel entitled to in the first place without merit, them struggling with their feelings about someone like me successfully designing a new system in their native mode, and I am the person who designed that Position that others have no idea how to operate nor calibrate because it was their mistake to exclusively run it without me for 10 years. I’m still the same person, and I’m needing to quickly step into the position for myself before these unqualified people who have Extremist/Hateful aspirations have any chance to use my AR Technology to end the world in ruin and kill the profit, when we designed my Framework to continue with perpetual shared profits and Complete, Supremely Interconnected Knowledge Transfer (unlimited, scaleable dimensionalities). As the Chief Executive and Rightful Owner/*Taxpayer* who is female, and born female, I am the only Official Registrant of the Residual Income in question therefore the only person Authorized to be in or take my Red Hat position until I deem the task complete. None of those people being investigated for using my Tax ID are who they say they are; they will be stopped and removed before others who are wired normally mistakenly accept their presence, after they had been lied to that I allegedly privately gave my position and Credits away as a woman, dropped out, or wasn’t coming.  

Needless to say, I was never a camera(wo)man nor someone who covers or “assists” at other people’s events or photos, even if they inappropriately put my name as ‘Schindhelm-Yeo’ on a payslip when it’s only to reimburse my public relations business expenses as the Owner and Chief Executive Officer. My persona and comms style frontend versus backend would obviously differ for practicality. I’d hardly communicate with the introverts at back of big tech the same way as the “hello dahlink” fun crowd as Hostess with the Mostess, i.e. “hello dahlink where r u, LuLu is asking for you, you have to come right nao to save her from this heinous non-conversation at the Asia table, zheir plus one’s have ze plus two’s chasing away all ze guests and going after everyone’s money, I think their Invites are fake it’s not even last season’s, they’re not letting her or anyone go, oh the US host gallantly came over to tell them they’re unauthorized to be there, oh they just yelled him and poured champers over him — bring the Howitzer —” In any case it would be dishonest for anyone on ground, former partners included, to claim to believe I were 2-3 different people. There’s no one who looks nor sounds like me, even in Singapore. In Europe and Switzerland, I’d be the only one. It’s no issue for me romantically, I’ve already moved on, they just disliked that I take off so fast and they wouldn’t let me leave because I’d ‘win’.

If they’re just opinions it’s easy to ignore. But they came at me with an administrative knife in Ticino, to really kill me off and cut me into parts such that the police can’t find me (meaning they really don’t want me to leave), it’s forced me to fly to Europe 5 times since I was allegedly granted exit, the upcoming one will be the 6th, just to retrieve my AR IP-derived Residual Income which a one-page document proved is mine by Swiss & Singapore Tax Identity (Swiss Tax Authority issued), and I have to do a guerilla-style emergency search and rescue now, meanwhile all the customer service-trained emergency responders in my quarter on the ground are shitting their pants while the official circulars are telling everyone not to fight back since they’re so scared of being bombed— because those guys we’re dealing with are real criminals, enabled by the Islamist Militant Network and being floated by the real terrorist cells who never had to do anything great in/for the world but think they can have their way if they get violent and blow things up.

When I achieved Financial Independence despite starting from nothing, this was true anywhere I went, even virtual: If only for pure function and effectiveness, I was always positioned at centre of picture and interaction as the main Host, main Star, and Independent show creator/owner/writer/editor who designed and rotated my whole show and event (As Host I hold gravity and lead with my responses); That means I was *never alone* nor had any antisocial problems unlike how they’ve tried to artificially twist the narrative in the last years. They had issues letting me go as they have no real-life social skills, talent or job skills that professionally translate, felt unable to acquire what I have unless they could club me over the head to make a grab and runner. I brought in camera (fixed, provided by the platform on login) and had everyone more or less in the positions I wanted in certain fixed background scenarios like a theme park; With some video games, as an analogy, people are encouraged at frontend to broadcast their play footage so people know there’s real visitors who pay to be there and have fun. For e.g, if I pay to use a virtual platform as a medium for my party, in that scenario I’m the star of the show saddled on fixed camera or eye that tracks and watches over me, but I’m responsible for recording and technically managing my own segs. Also I’d be the writer and producer of the show filming at a venue that has an advanced amusement park with a comfortable handful of maps. While navigating those maps, I unexpectedly found a kindred soul and a connection that truly felt like family, where there was honest surprise but no one ever fussed over the fact that I’m obviously in no way born male while the world was insisting it was precisely the problem belonging to “all your community/base”, like they were wanting to decide with finality *for* all of us. Again, that core community had no problem with the fact that I’m a woman, born a woman (probably because I had no problem with it either) and I guess they appreciated I took the risk to be honest and actually no-frills about it in real-life.

But I emerged from that and came back to Singapore only to be confronted with this gender fiasco and practice where men with Chinese backgrounds want in real-life to line us up in single file neatly sorted by male and female gender, and have us join these queues even as grown adults, kids and all, and instead of going on my way to get important things done I’m being shooed into line for conformity’s sake. I would like to be free of that, I’ve earned my right. They have no business accosting me to line me up or size me up “behaviourally” using whatever data gathering hacks I’ve never consented to, giving no information, just their subjective opinions enforced as fact, rather than look to facts from Authority-issued Legal Documents and signed Executive Orders, or Communities I’ve made private civilian Agreements with at Command level that factually proves something I’m saying.

The platform only virtually provided the fixed camera and costume anonymity, the videos obviously didn’t film themselves. We were also paying guests and not their employees; it’s illegal across the Western Union to falsely declare people as Employees. The rest are governed by Fair Use Laws. I never claimed to develop the theme park’s platform nor own the game company’s assets. However I built my own backwards compatible AR *Framework* on the spot and by the Red Hat highway, changing how content is created across industries. The Framework remained and remains my IP (100%), because the platform had no ownership agreement to use my real-life likeness nor real-life assets at any time, nor in any shape or form, whether in part or full. I found this AR Framework could be applied to creating more than my own content; I’d discovered a Universal way for everyone to get paid and Credited regardless of walk of life—something originally deemed impossible. On top of this, it could actually be really fun to do, presenting great opportunities for team and inter-departmental/industry bonding and egalitarian cooperation, rather than being overtly tedious. 

When I had my 22 Starlight Road studio, it was only ever going to be temporary. I still had to have a fixed location. Apparently, first there was scrutiny over whether I was a cougar using my studio to lure aspiring young boys in, then they assumed I must be already married or in mourning over a man, then finally they settled on the completely wrong assumption that I was a shut-in having to be alone to write, when in reality I was avoiding these people who were frantically clustering around me refusing to give me any space when they realized I was truly Creative. They’d just never met a person with UN-level qualities, and even so they were too excited at the prospect of getting lucky if they’re able to just grab a souvenir or more. And that meant they were ready, to put it bluntly, to steal my baby as soon as I delivered and there would be no way for me to defend myself. So I did the 10-year series with people in a different space and birthed there, paid it forward with my AR Framework which shocked everyone, such as most who were hovering around and chasing hoping to grab one from me, who only understood in physical terms until I delivered.  

Then I faced their wrath and indignation that I’d conceived it with someone other than one of these who had been hounding or watching me for an opening (Ownership matters), furthermore I was single and unmarried—unmarred. New rumours of me allegedly being a race traitor or something of the sort began to rise, which my real-life profile did good to slow down but was unable to completely stop the poison from spreading; people had been waiting too long for a successor to step in where the first Mr. Lee had left off, to feed them with an equivalent harvest which I actually brought, but they decided to kill me over it (white collar crimes—not a behavioural issue, but a criminal issue where serious crimes like identity fraud and theft of Tax-traceable assets of a quantifiable amount tied to my unique TaxPayer ID, meaning my Singapore I/C, are documented as having been committed against me with hard proof against these individuals) and closed in because no one taught or told them that it’s a mistake to encourage/aid & abet serious crimes on women that even victims with the best CVs in the world do not recover from, as these are documented War tactics that Civilian law and channels cannot remedy or touch (requiring conflict/ war agreements); nor that we are worth something other than criminally-obtained porn or taken apart with war techniques to feed men when there’s no more Mr. LKY to keep them in check. I’m already a Chief Executive with UN-like functions as a woman, but the level of conversation they want to keep me at is the aesthetics of my physical body or if I’ll put on mascara as if I were uneducated or ever a homemaker when a cursory glance at my full CV would remove all doubt. The rest is all available for the Justices to check by Official Registries and 30+ years of meticulous medical proof, full sets of fingerprints since infancy, AA+ credit rated history, Luxury Asset-backed Finance House/Heritage Listed Association Registries (Proof of Freehold addresses), and evidence that a woman like myself and with my background would never give away my position or assets. 

Let’s face it, I was no traitor, there were simply no more so-called ‘Dragons’ in Singapore, all that’s left of them are their fanboys and losers who can only get “lucky” so they assume this is how I became a Chief Executive while born-female. It wasn’t just an opinion. Once I hit the Global Top Leaderboard they attacked from every quarter making it impossible to even go anywhere without being physically accosted. It took 2.5 years of waiting and wooing me through top diplomatic channels from the time of the 2017 award ceremony to convince me that the man presenting in person had credentials, that I was being moved closer to my destination for my safety. The longest Eastern lineages, did not think to give me security escort to Switzerland in case people along the chain didn’t do the right thing and tried to totally cannibalize; I had said I was still in a physical body after all and needed protection against mass delusion and greed when I pulled strong harvests. I was held down in Switzerland by Criminals after my Credits, while other people signed unauthorized agreements with my name allowing others to take whatever they wanted of me while I’m still alive (white collar crime), including unlawfully giving my Taxpayer ID (proven mine on 1 Sep 2026 when I filed an objection and Swiss Authorities responded) to my sister and a Muslim extremist who has never related, as their personal feelings were in the way of believing the factual evidence. Meaning, those implicated in Singapore and Switzerland were completely unable to manage.

My family had a Luxury Asset-backed Heritage-Listed Finance House, and my grandmother was proud to support the seniors of the Lee family in their business development via the First Lady Mdm. Kwa, who was our family lawyer and had asked my grandmother to run for office to represent women in Parliament (documented, Straits Times). They had many a conversation on influence and leadership. As leaders always at the forefront of what we do, led by my Mother we were the first in our industry to fully modernize with GUI computers (Straits Times, Home Section, Dec 15 1993). Despite our high tech and considerable resources in Singapore I never once looked down on others unlike what they seem to be trying to do to me now, gave friends music equipment (they had none) and did a project with them that won our team a gold award, and stayed open to socializing and/or doing business development with other Singaporeans of less means, as usually only Owners of things like private cars and Freehold property qualify as a partner at the Western Union. The projects I touched were almost guaranteed winners, but they started to hide me behind and let losers take credit for the win. So when I branched out in Australia and became Chief Executive, further obtaining my own Credits as Red Hat born-female by popular elite core vote and Doctorate for my groundbreaking I/O AR Knowledge Framework (My own company, 100% IP, New framework), these people got upset. In early business expansion efforts I was surprised to be challenged on how I had the right to be confident when my CV showed no entry was mediocre even when the job was humble, with some jobs like flight stewardess proving I am female by birth (notoriously sexist airline interview). As soon as I went to Australia the second time round, I posted results that none could deny, made it on 3 successive Articles in the Australian news with my results as Manager while starting up my own Unincorporated Business with my official ID and getting invited to speak on radio (88.3 Southern FM) about my blog as thanks for showing some friends a great time. But some people were angry that I moved on and did better each time, including the 2 ones in Australia who kept failing and whose resumes stayed mediocre, getting positions that let them lord over others or get a power trip/rise when they could make successful people trip and fall.  

It was even suggested I had stolen opportunities or funding for women but in fact I had carved out my own niche and an entire new Invention that paved way for New Industry that benefited many.

On top of this all, I completely self-funded my whole way through University on International School Fees, as the top entrant each time without accepting scholarship — in contrast, my sad detractors now acting outraged at me announcing my intended Ascent and Credit/Identity Recovery all ironically had to rely on someone else to pay/subsidize their University fees or get in. And, they wanted to make sure I could never move on again.  

I am and have been reporting from the front as the Real-Life female ‘Captain’ of my own Flight / Vessel—the only Living Individual fully qualified to Operate it regardless of who’s trying to use my Taxpayer ID to steal my Residual Income without any care for my welfare. I alone am authorized to speak for myself and report on the unreasonable and unsafe extremist/unreasonable flight path and conditions I was just forced to endure alone in the past years as Sole Business Owner and Chief Executive, and am being forced to continue enduring right now, without so much as radio comms with Red Hat CT in area of operations, or anyone bothering to check if I’m okay while I’m paging for Emergency data retrievals (administrative, government. Butchered Chief Exec) . What I had built and the Contracts I had penned was providing for these people, but they only seemed to care about money. 

As the Inventor of the Augmented Reality Knowledge Framework where I own 100% of the IP and Source Code, I’m due to receive Honours and Residual Income. 

Right mow as a result of this fighting over money, my direct trajectory to my destination is blocked from where I am now with my Intellectual Property and Projects which are as yet unfinished. The 10 years was just a First Volume of my long Creator’s lifespan. What I have is “森”, not “林”; How can others decide for me that my life should end there or that this is all that I can come to mean "because they said so”, when it’s just because they wanted to get as much money as possible out right now, meanwhile I’ve had to learn that I might’ve offended the UN for successfully making the Contracts they claim are impossible to make freely and Independently, having done feats that they claim are impossible for women to accomplish and be Honoured as a True Standalone rather than as “someone’s girlfriend/wife”? How is it that just because they said so, I have to act like I’m affected by their backwards rubbish and have my Family History of successful women veritably erased by censure and sheer Information Warfare, while they dob me in to Terrorists who genuinely hate women, and lead them to me hoping we’ll do them the favour and wipe each other off the planet. 

So now I need to move to a completely different position, for a clear shot at/towards my Destination. There’s no way they can pretend that I’m unable to move on. 

Dislcaimer: Parts of my blog from here may contain graphic detail of administrative crime and surprise religious extremist attacks on unsuspecting First World civilian moderates, as such readers are cautioned to be emotionally prepared before reading on, and I am absolved from any responsibility should you choose to do so. 

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