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Independent English Playwright (Literary Writer) & Fine Artist:

Meryl Yeo Yawen

And if it helps you understand better which is which:
Mdm. Yawen Yeo (Meryl)

Meryl’s just my maiden nickname.
Yeo’s my surname.
As per Singapore passport I’m Mdm. Yawen Yeo

I descend from a line that is
Literary . Artistic . Musical

Swiss Authorities registered me on their Federal government databases as:
Yawen Schindhelm née Yeo

(formerly Mrs. Michael Schindhelm 24 Oct 2019-21 Nov 2024. My first marriage. Now divorced. He’s 23 years my senior. I’m born in the 80’s. I’ve never been his representative or worked for him, nor has he been my representative nor worked for me.)

When I was young

Sometimes the solution is not to keep quiet but to speak up and command, to embody the appropriate element, when the time is right.

My original compositions and music are at present being wrongly attributed to a brown person. My Singapore Birth Certificate shows I am a mix of two pure Chinese races. Swiss Authorities have to follow my Singapore Birth Certificate.

I have engaged lawyers and am in the midst of lodging a formal police report over the theft of my Identity.

(under construction)

The way they’ve registered me in Switzerland allows them to abuse my rego data to say that a brown person was responsible for my music and my creative compositions, that someone brown played/composed my original musical pieces, when it was always me. They use a second registration of my name omitting my maiden surname to make it seem like my mother were Caucasian German. Neither of these two registrations follow my Singapore birth certificate and the Authorities have refused to do a full disclosure to my Swiss lawyer. This has allowed certain people to commit identity theft and pass themselves off as me while I am locked out of my own records and treated with doubt. I am both the Owner and Sole Original Composer. The Villa of Ormen codes and volumes were made by myself. I’m in no way a brown person. These are my originals. The administration is allowing somebody to commit identity theft using my credentials to say that they are me, to make it seem like they are responsible for my original music and original creative compositions because I’ve been registered on paper in Switzerland to look like a brown person and take my own identity away from me. They’re refusing to fully disclose my own data. Meanwhile I see people have been releasing incongruent content into the pure harmonies. That’s why it all sounds all out of sync and nonsensical now, it’s exactly as clumsy as stumbling into minor keys where the piece clearly calls for major keys. People can discern it’s not the same author, their funding is not forthcoming now. The ones in Singapore have dared to ask me how I convinced people to fund my projects and they didn’t even have the guts to ask me to my face — they sent people.

Some people have been trying to create serious identity verification issues for me. People just believe anything they’re told without verifying whether or not it applies to me or my situation. I’m neither black nor brown, nor am I a displaced Asian minority. No one would mistake me for a Caucasian or brown Asian race in person. The late Mr. Lee Kuan Yew’s accent is completely searchable on Youtube, like him I’ve also stayed true to myself and never capitulated to identity politics/loss.

At the moment I’m trying to figure out what to do in the face of zero information. It’s right there, I’m entitled, it literally states it’s available, they’re just arbitrarily refusing to give access in person, for 5-7 years and counting. I don’t know who I’m supposed to meet up with. You just have to have a look at my CV to understand that it’s never been that I’d have no idea how to ask or get what I want, it’s never been that I don’t know how to be likeable, nor that I never said no, I can even do internal query. It literally means they’re knowingly taking my money each time but each time pointedly denying access and refusing to deliver. You get what I’m saying? Principles of non-delivery are firmly etched in Law, the Swiss equivalent of Misfeasance by a Public Official are in Art. 97 CO (Breach of Contract/Improper Performance) and Art. 41 CO (Negligent Torts).

Look I have a type of alcohol allergy, it’s biological, so it has a different effect on me than you think. Substances are useless on me, they hinder (fixed mode) so I never take them. Stimulants like tea and coffee are pretty useless, it’s just what it is — stimming, they make me sleepy like a sedative, or like a lullaby is to a kid. I know, explain next time. My lethargy comes from something else other than any of those things above, but it’s not very useful to describe it because in this life I’m not as familiar with science terms and I’m not aiming for woo-woo, I aced high school biology and then they axed my sciences for overall grades back in the day. Works for me, just gonna do it, will learn more about what it is later. My chronic mess, is supreme order. Because anyone who comes in can no longer just pick out what they need (did they seriously think I didn’t notice as a kid that they were removing my essays from my room). Whereas I can zoom in like it’s on radar. I mean one day I’m gonna have a helluva time to reverse this coping mechanism, but I’ll deal with it. I always do. Almost every time I’ve taken advice from other people about how I should do something, and what does what, I’ve failed really badly and that’s always led to them misassessing me as a failure or a fluke in the past. I didn’t come to Switzerland to get dragged through the same thing. But when I was freed to do it my way (usually after they give up on me and leave me alone), some jaws dropped at results — and so there was this absurd situation where there were equal amounts of people arguing that I was a class S burning disaster who didn’t even qualify or deserve to be in the top school/varsity teams, and equal numbers yelling that I scored almost perfect on their registers and need to be immediately transferred to an even higher gifted program that gives me enough support so that I won’t be burned like what seems to have been the fate of many gifted kids who’ve ever had the painful misfortune of being put through the factory grinder and taking their caregivers’ word for it.

“This is like casting the “Raise Dead” spell on myself.. it just takes a while because, standards, and is as gruesome as it reads.” - Me

Thank you, Friends.
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If someone shows up claiming they are me but they have an Indian accent or a China or Hong Kong accent, please call the police right away, and report them for identity fraud. If possible please let me know or get police to contact me by email / my Swiss or Singapore phone number. I’m fair-skinned Chinese and look full Hakka Chinese. I’m the only sibling whose face looks full Hakka, body takes from dad’s side with the bone structure.

Firmly Non-AI.

I am a Living Person with a Singapore birth certificate, born at Gleneagles Hospital, a mix of Chinese Hakka & Hainanese parents who have on record that I am their biological daughter. Singapore has several well-placed anti-riot laws that protect every race, background and/or creed. I succeeded despite Singapore famously having no quotas, only strict regulations. Unlike in any other country I have had no need to make myself out to be anything other than what I really am. If you hear I’ve suddenly changed my mind on that, markedly against what has let me become successful, you know someone else out there is just trying to doodle on my record. Trying hard and failing hard, coz they had wanted to be the winners in the overall equation and instead that was us. Singapore has strict regulations that allow every citizen (and resident) to regularly sit at the same round table in all our glorious differences, and each enjoy our choice of meal in peace — Together. At the same time. It’s the only place on the planet where you can do this naturally, without politics or fanfare.

I have never consented to appear at any conference or meeting as AI.
I have never consented to be turned into any functional real-life depiction of AI.
I’ve never consented to come onboard any project and/or show as AI.
I have never agreed to have any part of my likeness, life and/or works recorded into and/or attributed to real-world usage of AI.

I’ve never been involved in any project that would make me appear to endorse AI.

I have never consented to be featured in video games such that anyone paying to play as Master Chief could experience me and my likeness as some kind of grotesque idealized deferential sanitized TAF-club Oracle version of myself helping (any number of players playing as) him out, putting me to non-consensual free labour in a psychopompos function of taking players to graduate to the next stage after they “win”, surrounded by reverent players and NPCs, advising players of what the future’s going to be like and where they’re going to go in HQ or mission control or whatever place of rest or battle, and whatnot. I have never consented, no agreements were made with me. I’ve never been here to wait on you as your psychopompos or “God”-like thing, nor anything else never agreed, in any shape or form. If anything, in reality I am more like glorified pest control than a glorified servant, and I have a really robust appetite but I digress.

You whoever is reading this, you go and tell all those people that I have never consented. It does no good to turn me, a Living Person with mortal flaws, into your perfect Wisewoman or God-y thing or whatever else and put me in your games or any number of stupid presentations/carriers. I have never consented. I am a real human being, with human flaws. I curse, I swear, I stumble sometimes, I’m human. Right now. I have a combination of talents you consider “God-y”. I’m here as a person. Your laws state that you need to make agreements directly with me if you want something of me. It’s never been okay to kill me and my career off in real life just because you want to use me as your new God or servant in whatever shape or form anytime you want without asking me, while I’m still markedly alive, then abuse Oracle property (your admin would get lifetime bans) to mis-administrate so you can say that I the Living Person in the Flesh is not real because you think I should have a UI/API instead of freely making and signing agreements with me as Living Person, and with an agreed payment to me that is commensurate to whatever role I’m intended to meet your End. How I choose to use my own earnings is none of anyone’s business, as long as I fairly observe your laws of the time — just as you must also fairly observe yours.

It’s wrong to skip agreements with me — inventing these excuses, creating non-compliant artificial obstacles that would get you a life sentence anywhere else, pretending there’s something wrong with me. It’s disingenuous to treat me like I’ve never made it when you’ve kept me behind, kept me from my position and place, and made sure I’m still making my way there to frontstage on foot even as I write this from Milan Italy after taking the 7+ hour train from Frankfurt Germany just to resolve (completely and utterly obliterate specifics) the forced administrative implement that enables you to do this, while you’ve been withholding from me my own resources which I would’ve used to replenish my own supplies to get there (Hong Kong or whatever), treating me as though I’ve never made it. I’m having to source my own supplies because there are people upfront hogging resources intended for me (I’m getting Hong Kong right now) and refusing to release them to me, telling me I should use my personal funds to get my own. You take advantage of the fact that the communities and surrounds I’m born into foolishly hand me to you on a platter for a pittance because they are Ignorants and lack Belief in any “God”, while you who have arranged all this clearly do and insist what I do matches your textbook definitions — again, all done regardless of what I personally think, say, do, desire, and/or believe. It’s never been okay to act like I owe you money and owe you a living that you can make from me anyway you wish, just because you looked at me and felt that you “should” have what I have, felt that I was “lucky” to be born with so much more that you want for yourself. And you think you can just take it from me when we’re all from the First World.

And with this level of utter disrespect lobbed on me the moment you show up, you seriously expect that I’m going to work with you, to put my good name and reputation as the real deal on the line to sell your fake/discombobulated shit that I can’t even begin to endorse?? And you administratively arranged it to bypass my consent?

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Your trophies mean nothing to me, these that you give all your “New Gods” with a hidden underlying contract of agreement to be led to slaughter.

How ironic that I would be at once acknowledged by yourselves as some kind of God, yet it seems to escape you that the real human being behind it could be capable of transcending your programs and confront you Eye to Eye.

At the moment I’m trying to figure out what to do in the face of zero information. It’s right there, I’m entitled, it literally states it’s available, they’re just arbitrarily refusing to give access in person, for 5-7 years and counting. You just have to have a look at my CV to understand that it’s never been that I’d have no idea how to ask or get what I want, it’s never been that I don’t know how to be likeable, nor that I never said no, I can even do internal query. It literally means they’re knowingly taking my money each time but each time pointedly denying access and refusing to deliver. You get what I’m saying? Principles of non-delivery are firmly etched in Law, the Swiss equivalent of Misfeasance by a Public Official are in Art. 97 CO (Breach of Contract/Improper Performance) and Art. 41 CO (Negligent Torts).

My biological mother is alive and over 70 years old, also with a Singapore birth certificate. Our family business was in Singapore, not China.

I will never lower myself to sell my Artwork.
Even if other people try to stop me from being recognized, if they think I’ll just give up what I’m doing and simply hand it over to them if they can make life hard enough for me — they wish. They’ve mistaken kindness for weakness, when it makes for the strongest and most successful of leaders.

My Artworks consist of, well, Art, as well as a sophisticated manual encryption using a specific self-invented technique of digital layering with no AI assist, held in frames of real capture. The technique is anti-fraud, anti-AI and anti-metadata tampering, and preserves an original author’s signature which remains traceable even if metadata is swapped and/or tampered with to obscure or attempt to transfer their authorship (and therefore ownership). There is a layered key of scaleable complexity. My original IP involves highly scaleable, patentable elements. More than just design and aesthetics, they involve technology and programming that a 5 year old could use blindfolded (Or even just before they take their 1st wail, really). In other words, an earliest form of open capture cryptography. Even if someone else has obtained my original image and all the layers, they can only display the image without the authorship key.

My works are entirely original such that they’ve been considered never-before seen across our current world and era, they’re not simply improved from other people’s works, nor a reorganization and/or re-look of other people’s existing works and/or “errors”. They’re also nothing like a surrealist’s painting which is only abstract, absurdist and/or ornamental rather than practical, functional and easily relateable/understood. This is Master material I’ve created, that regular people can relate to, from the highest to the lowest of us, composed from a string of unique experiences that no one else has had, harmonics rooted in reality, and in combinations that no one else has managed, majority of them moment-in-time dependent and can’t be relived or replicated even if you try now. My works were just published unabridged in its full volume which gave them a whole 10 year run, presented as is, and as works that are presented as highly relatable by those who clearly felt that my material speaks to them. That’s proof. My works are signed (see cryptography, as above). Basically, the puzzle is solved through my works. There are people who are hiding the truth. I’m only explaining what the cryptography is, so that you understand that even if you erase my name and do stuff to my paperwork to make it hard to find me, none of you are even remotely close to getting away with it,

The living signature is inimitable.

I’m still in peak health right now, and look it. I’ve never been seriously ill. Once took me max 2 weeks to recover from a bad flu. It’s impossible to break me mentally and psychologically, even if someone hacks up my paperwork to insist you succeeded. You wish. By the way if anyone’s surprised and angry to learn I’m in unwavering good health, I guess they only tell on themselves and what they believe they actually did to me, versus what they claim they did for me in the last years. What a confession on their part eh? :) Don’t you just love nature.

My previous Aussie mobile number was +61 422 555 225.

I’m on it! :)

I’m a playwright, original composer and standalone Fine artist (neo-digital, Cryptography & Art), and sole Owner of my own business. My works are bespoke based on my own unique self-generated original creative material. No commissions, no endorsements, no representatives. I’m the sole owner of my original IP/copyrights. Please only deal direct.

I’ve never authorized nor consented to having my work(s), private property, identity and/or likeness be transferred to any other individual, entity and/or group at any time, in any manner, shape or form, whether in part or full, nor be used to inform Artificial Intelligence (AI), to be falsely characterized as being and/or associated with AI at any time, in any manner, shape or form, whether in part or full.

I am firmly non-government, and am an Independent voice that stands firmly apart from activism/politics. I’m entirely self-motivated in my Art practice, combining honest self-expression and whatever was naturally available to me since early childhood. In no way do I receive assistance, nor do I do paid-for-hire works or commissions.

My works often explore the art of Self-Criticism as empowerment through transmutation. In no way does it advocate being cruel to yourself or allowing/inviting abuse.

My 2014 Artwork as seen in the background of my website (trueorigin.net) is pencil on paper, with original digital handpainting applied using a scientific method with encryption elements. It employs two unique original inventions of mine in a marriage of Science and Art using technology, with my art cryptology-based design for universal prevention of forgery/metadata erasure or unique signature tampering. Even if someone were to take an eraser to the physical pencil drawing or destroy the 3D copy, the full integrity of the Artwork is preserved and can be faithfully restored. Even if someone were to take your works apart and write their name(s) all over yours, or try and make you disappear, you can and will be found. My Art is bespoke — woven existentially and spontaneously into cultural tapestries, sequenced using time, with me in full control and decoding / deciphering with precision while painting and expressing the Results technically, creatively and artistically in the truest/highest order. The aforementioned techniques remain my sole inventions under my exclusive care and ownership.

The idea behind it is very simple, aside from what you obviously see. If you have no idea what’s the key, you can have the file but never the original. It would be like being able to read the name of the file and see a lot of words from the gate but not open it to read it.

I’m happy with who I am, it’s other people who are trying to change me for kicks, draw medieval doodles on my papers, disingenuously/cowardly suggesting my leadership abilities must be a sign of different sexuality when it’s untrue, because they know they’d normally never get close to me much less stick one in me (yeah yeah, I mean no biggie, life’s short, whatever’s out there hope at least it was good coz otherwise why bother, waste of time). My breakthroughs and achievements are real, none of it was from quota or politics.

I was just minding my own business, I mean some of us actually have to live a real life and make a living, while pursuing our dreams, and as it turns out your ideas of equality are moot - even when you take away my family fortune people still recognize me and open doors when I’m supposed to be the most disadvantaged one who “needs” you to “give” me rights. When all they have to do is stop getting in the way, as if I can’t exist unless they can say they “helped” me after being the ones who kicked me down/sabotaged my projects or otherwise say they made me. Why are these people so desperate to try and stop good things from happening for me, as though my success would mean their lives are on the line — like a zero sum game I never signed up for nor has ever applied to me. And they play it as if they have no choice, while talking endlessly about freedom. And then wanting to drag me into their system. Or being unhappy when I earn anything above others and immediately acting to take that away from me or stop me from taking my position and/or collecting what I’ve earned, while claiming it’s democracy.

These people who’ve been forcing their agendas are really unwell, probably after having such prolonged exposure with nowhere else to go and no observable choice.

The way I was registered in Switzerland via their Government systems, allowed them to move me around like I was only 1 of 3 fractions of my whole identity. They fractured my one identity into 3. They then took 1 part of these and they further fractured it into two who never appear to leave each other, like Caucasian conjoined male twins with dark features who can sound vaguely British (I’ve got a bit of Cambridge UK English and RP). This misgendered misregistration of Caucasian conjoined male twins are the two-in-one sharing the 1/3 fracture of my identity documents that frontend/front-of-backend watchers “see” wherever I go. The other 2/3 look like two German Caucasian twin women silently behind them who appear as part of their act but are never credited. So whenever I have a monologue with myself or give myself a peptalk to carry on in private, if someone were to listen in and observe my registration data at that point, it would sound like one conjoined male twin (who sounds like a woman with a resonant voice, i.e. Lauren Bacall) constantly argues with his other twin who is mute and then he puts on a nice face for whoever they encounter and are easily forgiven for coming across as something of a likeable comedic genius. They used this to completely keep me apart as the invisible 4th fraction that was kept away, while keeping the other parts of me in view of others so that it appeared as if I never showed up even when I was right there in person doing what’s normally successful and/or normally leads to success. But in reality I am one person who matches none of these fractions of my registration data — one biological female with a Singapore birth certificate that clearly shows I’m a mix of two pure Singaporean Chinese races. Only my ex-husband is fully Caucasian. We have no children, I’ve never adopted or given birth. It’s literally just been me. Solo. One. I’m not from China. My mum is not from China, she’s born in Singapore and is in her late 70s, my grandma is pioneer generation Singaporean Hakka. I’ve never worked in China. I’ve nothing to do with China. Singapore is not China, it’s also not in China. Linguistically, neither I nor any of my biological ancestors on either side of my family tree have ever sported an Indian accent because none of us are with Indian bloodlines nor features. It’s 2026, it’s impossible for people to claim not to know the difference.

Whatever the original plan had been, a man was able to insert himself and transferred the whole operation and resources over to himself simply because more resources had been made available to him to a scale 2-3 times larger than what was made available to me for my first project where I would’ve been visible. It simply meant he was able to pay more and have people who would’ve been on my team work for him instead. Furthermore it seemed like he had access to professional armies, the setup had clear hallmarks of military organization not civilian and/or independent non-partisan as most of mine were. So I was rotated out and kept away right from the beginning. It has nothing to do with leadership, talent/objective ability, charisma, nor how meaningful or effective and culturally immortal/relevant my project/s is/are. It was purely about money and resources, and who controls the infrastructure I was brought into — their practices and (lack of) integrity. This registering me as only one fraction of my full identity also meant I was unable to hire any lawyer, have any case logged or followed up on (no case reference, no handover, no official files) with Swiss police or various Authorities/gatekeepers/professionals, even if initially it all seemed to go through or be on track.

I originally had more up here, but decided to remove it to avoid enabling someone to use it and just say she’s me. I’ve never been related to black or brown people aside from having friends.

People can believe and do whatever they want for themselves. As long as they’re not seriously expecting to force me into anything outside of what I’ve agreed.

For what it’s worth, here I come with pen and brush as sword. :>

Projects announced here.

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Yes, I still like retro video games.

secure end-to-end PGP encrypted person email for sensitive correspondence and file drops — mdm.hatter@proton.me

I put more here, but decided to remove it to avoid someone using it and saying she’s me.

More soon! :>

More soon. high low-tech rawks.

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(Maiden nickname: Meryl)

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