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Meryl Yeo, Yawen
Actually written & illustrated by a person (me! As above, and below)
*Registered in Switzerland without a say, as:
Yawen Schindhelm née Yeo*
(aka formerly Mrs. Michael Schindhelm)
My numbers have changed.
Anarchy hardly means absence of Governance.
It is supreme Self-Governance.
I’m an Independent writer of Literature, and Fine Artist from Singapore (non-Government). I had my 1st two Art studios in Melbourne (Temple Court on 422 Collins) and then Singapore (22 Starlight Road). I’m completely self-made, and although others have made serious attempts to undermine this fact in the last years it changes nothing. After this, I became the 50% Owner of an Art/Culture Business in Switzerland with my ex-partner.
When someone misguided slaps a wrong label on you, it’s never like you mysteriously stop being yourself and just become whatever that petty label says. That’s just what others want, it’s hardly for you. And how does it serve anyone when you have to keep playing small by playing their role. If someone needs you to be the bad guy in their story all the time and at your expense, when you have a better imagination of yourself and a lot more going on for you, walk away. Continue being the hero in your own story. If they don’t take no for an answer and refuse to let you off the hook, if they keep putting you down because they feel they can never have you or what you’ve got which is inseparable from you, keep saying no without saying no, like: ‘Yeah I know I’m hot babeh, but plenty of fish, let’s do something when you’re feeling better’. You just do what needs to be done for you and continue being awesome. If you’re tops in anything you do, like outstanding, there’s going to be some people who feel that they can never achieve more in life than sinking a punch in you and telling you you’re worthless, as if they’re trying to trick you into mentally trading places with them. That kind of hate — that’s on them, they have to live with themselves everyday. But if you start believing them instead of in yourself - that’s on you. Be so good that they can never even touch you. It’s not like you wouldn’t share or give of yourself but if they keep punching down, they want something else and that price tag is a no way. It’s priceless. They just want to see you miserable and suffering, they get off of it. How does it serve anyone, even themselves?
By the way, 421 means misidentified, if you’re sending your requests there it’s incapable of giving you an appropriate response. Also still applicable: what I said about drivers of a certain automobile brand starting with a Pee.
I have limited tolerance for people who rely too much on external appearances to decide how they’ll treat you. If that’s what the person needs to know how to treat others well, I’d rather see what they’re really like when they think I’m a nobody. So that I’ll get to see whether we’re really alike.
The incidents of the last years happened because there were too many unauthorized middlemen inserting themselves - people who mistakenly thought anyone can do what I do, assumed anyone can produce what I produce. They thought I’m a nobody. They were wrong. And well, no one bothered to verify because they were too excited about how much money they were going to make. It’s nothing like revealing ready-made books that are already there and withholding it from people, it’s about actually being able to touch and use raw data in a way no one else can, to do the work of opening new pathways and bridges before they’re even in any available form or language — and not killing off the only people who actually have the ability to do much more than read or copy/maintain. It’s like mistaking your key architect/captain for rival maintenance crew due to your own preconceived notions and personal limitations. There was also an unfortunate political problem, in that I’m a self-made woman. This challenges the narrative of many a middleman, about where such power and material is inherited from. I mean a handful literally fed my writing through an AI program and tried to copy my voice, and somehow registered me as a different person (a man) with the Swiss government, just to avoid paying me or even dealing with me. In their opinion, a woman can only be successful because of a man, but I was already successful on my own merit. So they also arranged to make it seem like a man is responsible for my success, when in reality the funds were mine. They might’ve also claimed to have inherited my original manuscripts from a dead relative and be “surprised” at its value, even though I and they absolutely knew what my work is worth, plus I’m still alive and none of them are related. Secondly I’m independent in the true sense of the word — meaning, I work for no one. I make my own luck. I create what I want to see, I have the final say — no one else. Combined with the proven influence of my works, where unlike them I need no polish nor ultra-expensive gear/productions to shine through (youtube.com/trueorigin), this seems to scare them beyond anything.
A vast number of people only pretend to believe in the things that they do. I don’t mean the social niceties which can be pleasant in a pedestrian way with some surprises. As we all know, knowledge and ability is more than one’s resume and fancy academic papers (which might as well be toilet paper to those who end up hiring you, let’s be honest - if you’re among the best, you’ve definitely seen and felt it). The things we all quietly discuss in the backrooms, pointing out the ones with decorated CVs but just cannot do the jobs that they say they can do. The ones who can actually do their job and their entire department’s, reduced to taking whatever potshots they can from behind their masks, resentful at having to hide and forced to choose mediocrity everyday, every appearance like being called up for jury duty. When is it ever for us? When do we get to do what we want? When do we get to set our own standards, live life for us.
We have a lot of overeducated people and experts around the world whom I know also feel forced to dump inordinate amounts of money/time into empty paper qualifications, patronized by entry/grant papers that require them to make up increasingly ludicrous “noble” reasons for their existence, have their faces rubbed into neutered problem-driven platforms disguised as solution-driven and akin to gaping maws of robotic need. Then they “ascend” only to be wrung around the necks by — quote unquote — market forces (gee, whodunnit), and then are thrown into things where they can only receive money if they’ll make what they’re doing all about other people, or if they’ll only talk about what others want them to say using material that’s palmed off to them (sos? who?). They make money backing other people’s often political causes but we can’t say that. My ancestors never had to make up noble reasons to do things which made a good difference for everyone, they looked after themselves first, learned to get along, people thrived with minimal interference. This whole setup today of pretending to do charity or be seen on a poster with some good cause or brown people (doesn’t matter which one just pick one, they’re all the same right? black, brown, tanned etc), while forced to tolerate a ridiculous invasive-technological penetration rate into our private lives, just so each of us can earn permission to wipe our own arse or scratch our own butt when one likes it and how one likes it, would be absolutely absurd to them. I completely understand the need for things like modern toilets with seats and that flush, maybe with those little bells and whistles, but it’s like we wanted the basic convenience and got billed for the whole space station. All this parading around talking about our sexualities like that’s what makes us people, what are we really doing to ourselves?
The thing that’s feared the most is not that people will start thinking per se. Oh I do think they know that we think. What’s most feared, is that we’ll break free and self-mobilize, self-organize. And these fears belong to Fascists.The kinds that make our benevolent authoritarian look fully democratic. When they talk about Freedom, when they talk about Rights, they don’t mean it’s for you.
I’m continuing my works now.
I’ve written English Literature and produced illustrations which I’ve been seeking ways to properly release for the past 10 years and more. In terms of cultural relevance and whether or not my work resonates with the Heart of the English culture and family tree:
My full original unabridged English-language works have been used and featured extensively in Western media including Hollywood movies, music albums by top/iconic Western artists with worldwide distribution, shorts and plays, many of which have topped global charts and continue to be screened, including those with millions of views per youtube video under big company brands. My material continues to be used extensively by these parties whose Western and global audience have apparently embraced my English Literature works as a valuable and intimate part of their own culture, while also continuously paying fresh tribute to my works, making cross references to multiple main works of mine which they’ve released as their own, cross referenced in places such as their variety shows as recent as 2025/2026.
My previous Independent Art/Writing Studios were @
Collins Street, Temple Court, Melbourne (2013-2015);
22 Starlight Road Singapore (2016-2018);
I’ve been looking to set up my studio since 2018.
I’ve appeared on 88.3 Southern FM Australia to talk about NoDamnPie.com, through some patrons of the restaurant where I worked as Manager, around the time I received mention for it in the news.
Around that time I’d also worked as a Host at Vue de Monde, when it was owned by Melbourne media darling Shannon Bennett. He showed me that you can achieve any dream you want, go as high as you want, if you set the right goals and work towards it, and there will always be people who will support your success if you can stick to your path and stay true to yourself.
Some of my Aussie friends had a nickname for me, Mezza. Based on my maiden nickname, Meryl. Everywhere, surprise would follow then an unexplained appreciation when they saw I wore it like a badge of pride. One day one of them explained it was because it would always follow with, “half what”, and after I answered someone back once it came to mean I looked like the kind of person who would always have a good answer.
But you see, in “White” Australia these are just jokes and we can work together appreciating what we’ve overcome, with the knowledge that everyone is just a little bit racist (and internet is for porn) but that none of us do this kind of stuff to each other anymore, we’re kind of sort of cool and normal now. But we have strong opinions. And they get a bad rap for it in the press. But in Switzerland, which houses the human rights’ capital and has a pristine image, “Mezza” is not just a joke or somebody else’s opinion I’m allowed to wear with pride. In Switzerland, it’s still a live practice for which there’s no negotiation, no way to speak to anybody while all of them who practice it or enable and facilitate it tells you they’re a friend. In Australia no one who would tell me their opinion to my face pretended to be friends, but they would still make sure we stick it to the government if it were to be done to me — they’d just get someone else to talk to me. But in Switzerland, as of now in 2026, my breasts are registered as one person and my uterus is registered as a totally different person, because none of them have overcome this practice and none of them need to be held to their own standards while allowed to place themselves above everyone else.
And now I realize that all these decades, since the first time I lived abroad in my teens, people behaved this way because they had seen the practice and thought I had agreed to it. This “Mezza” practice. The difference is, it was possible in Australia for people to see me for who I am and change. In Switzerland, nobody would see you as more than whatever they said was all you could be. There were these people who had reached the alleged absolute top, only to use it to lord over others and keep everyone down instead of using their position to help everyone make the world a better place for themselves. These were the people who were being allowed to be the Leaders, given positions to make devastating life-changing decisions for people smarter and more able/capable than them, without any thought or consequence. That’s a problem worth solving.
Trueorigin is my Channel Name,
Conceived of by myself in Australia in 2012 as a sole proprietor;
It’s never been a Family name.
It’s unrelated to any other individual or group.
I have never been a virtual asset or personality.
I do no paid-for-hire arrangements.
I’m independent and have no Representatives. I’m one of the very few who could already stand on my own two feet with absolutely no assistance since my 20s, as a Standalone, before 2010.
There is something wrong with the setup in Singapore.
I am looking into my options, and leaving asap.
On it.
I’m a Master Communicator who translates and transliterates between any school of thought/belief, social class and bracket, across cultures & the linguistic family trees with precision — between the highest, the lowest, all in between, accurate in symbolism and time, across still/moving images, words, music - and I crystallize it in ways Universally understood: Symbols and narratives can be mimicked, but never faked. I’m a Dreamwalker, who finds that inner blueprint in each of us, and draws out the parts of you which you have disconnected from, cut off and/or forgotten, find the closest points of conjunction, and together we build the bridges that lead to where you need to go, to find your own meaning/narratives and who you are meant to be in this lifetime (if you so choose). I set people on their vibrational matched path to their next stage, regardless of race, religion, background or belief system. I restore access/harmony where possible. Together we connect with your linguistic/vibrational family tree and find the questions and answers together, as layered stories that anyone can understand given time. My all-sensory, multi-dimensional works remind us each of who we are and what we dreamed of for ourselves before arriving. So that we know where to go next. I have helped those with unusual, little-known or complex backgrounds and/or dispositions achieve successful results. I can also work with groups of strangers, with certain conditions met. However my specialty is large scale, the larger and less homogenous the array the better, and I need to be correctly positioned to align your long shots. There’s no replacing me with AI.
My 2016 Zinemaking workshop held at the Substation/.SingLitStation demonstrates the above as Quantum Consciousness requiring the right Leader, instant understanding amongst all with no tutelage or micromanagement / interference required - a first group demonstration and Live Art Installation. More on that below.
Regardless of where you’re at in life at any given point, the only real constant is that one same person you have to live with and face in your moments alone - your Self.
In future, everything will be traceable right down to the very last author, every human being, every strand. Everything else falls away in time, revealing all. There is only one objective truth. The most valuable “things” will be of our unique and unadulterated human expression and spirit, from authentically lived human experience and real memories that nothing external can corrupt. All the the people who stand most to gain from destroying humanity, who throw people under the bus, wish hard that they can get away with it, write any human being off as AI — well they’d better be prepared to fail hard too, ’cause they’ve grossly misassessed the future and what it means to be in it. They are all eyes that fail to see, they are all ears everywhere but are never able hear the music of the ever-moving, ever-shaking world that exists and continues despite all, in spite of all. I refuse to take on their bitterness. I will stay open and show up for myself in a way that makes me proud with the satisfaction that I’ve done what’s right for me. And for what it’s worth, here I come with pen and brush as sword. :>
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All Rights Reserved, 2026 Meryl Yeo, Yawen
