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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.)

I’m the sole owner, and sole person responsible for authoring and posting any content seen on this channel. There’s only one author, exclusively me, one person. I use no ghostwriters nor information fed from elsewhere. I’m entirely independent and form all my thoughts and ideas from my own lived experiences. No one sponsors nor is anyone else behind this content at any time.

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, music and even this website writeup 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’m not just reading existing old material from scrolls. I’ve created new material, never-before seen on this planet. The one with Eyes of Rose has battle experience. They’re not a virgin/near-virgin keyboard warrior who got a job or office job at age 30+, or whatever. Remember that.

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

(under construction)

Singapore is a First World country and people can think whatever they want, but there should be no surprise when I walk away if they’re simply not up to par as alleged First World countries.

Neither my biological mother nor I have ever received Assistance or welfare in our respective lives, at any time. I’m her Eldest daughter, who went to school at Nanyang Girls’. I’m the only one who made the cut into a top school — despite the name none of us who go to these schools actually receive assistance, quite the opposite in fact (SAP means Special Assistance Plan). I no longer live in Australia. That’s someone else. I’ve never had a brown or black partner. Beware of mistaken identities.

My mother was particularly known in her time for per business prowess. She could really intimidate when she meant business, could take grown men aside and stare them down in private, it was enough to disconcert them into backing off. She was able to fend off our family business in the 70’s (Financial institute since the 70’s, with our own bank vault). But she was also a mother. This was no joke at a time when there were problems with bands of men and Communists in Singapore. The women in our family, especially my grandmother, were legendary for being particular independent standouts, the highest qualified women of our respective times in the region. People now depict women leaders in their works like they know all about it and this is how they’ve always been, but in reality they’re only following someone else’s experience not their own. They haven’t achieved it even though they write about it, it’s not in their culture. Their beliefs and practices are different.

There are people trying to confuse our identities with people that we’re not.

When I was in Singapore’s Top 2 girl’s high school in the 90’s (Nation’s Top 1 Chinese girls’ school, no other races), at around age 14, my schoolmates and I came under attack from a group outside of Singapore. An undisclosed number of girls had had our contact details publicly distributed, people were told we were prostitutes and encouraged to seek us out. The adults said everything was under control but my cousin got kidnapped, the first case in over 10 years to make headlines since it carried the maximum death penalty. After 1999, I was quickly sent to Australia to a girls’ boarding school.

In Melbourne, I encountered a Malaysian boy who had an Asperger’s diagnosis. I had wanted love. But this was all the way back in 2002 and it’s now 2026. I have no idea why this should keep coming up again and again, as if people refuse to get over it and let me go over this. His family was fairly affluent but he worked at a financial institute whereas for me my family who were the owners of a full-fledged financial institute (just see the groups you need to get through, to get that approved and open a shop in that industry., It’s not like the West where anyone can do it). Maybe you could say there was still a high ceiling there, although it was small it was still at the very top, But the reality is, this was the sort of guy who could never pull himself together emotionally. His ceiling was always full of holes, there was no protection from elements, everything was always soaking wet in his unprotected emotions. He couldn’t even handle himself nor was he remotely interested in getting strong or helping others get strong, there was just this entitlement that he should be given things rather than working towards something which I’ve always had to do, there was no way for me to stay. This guy was in tears all the time, crying for himself. What are you supposed to do with a person like this? You think you can have a future, kids with them and that they’re going to be able to love them..?? Seriously? What do people take me for?

My mother could stare grown men down and get them to back down or cooperate. I could also fend for myself, and after our girls’ school contact details were shared I found myself fighting all these people off in Melbourne, again in Singapore, and again back and forth.

That incident with the other side doxxing our best and brightest girls, whom were seen as the mothers of our future kids who’d go on to be top leaders in the country and top institutions, made the adults decide to axe whatever was in the pipelines with those groups which was a real pity for everyone who never did such things, but enough was enough, they went after our Womb and that was it.

Regardless, that relationship with the Asperger’s boy and my subsequent creative material that came of it, went on to inform filmmakers in the rest of the English-speaking world on their portrayal of authentic on-screen emotions alluding to Asperger’s in their leading men who are supposed to high-functioning with backgrounds in finance and/or tech and elite academia, and even having realistic inclusive representations of spectrum individuals in comedy, when before it was mostly Elephant man.

They’re trying to say now that someone else allegedly taught me how to treat others, how to gain cooperation from or give fulfillment to others, trying to say that I didn’t learn it myself. They’ve been trying to falsely ascribe my own independent achievements and learning to a black or brown person, as if this person showed me how to do it or gave me the chance to, when the fact is I learned it all of my own accord from my own lived experiences and encounters/choices in Singapore and Australia — something widely considered “impossible” for “people like us”. When they can’t prove you wrong, they try to confuse others of who you are and remove your authorship/ownership. I think people should see and realize this by now, what’s been going on.

The way they’ve registered me in Switzerland allows them to abuse my registration 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 that were made by myself, have never been “AI translations of ancient scrolls that scholars never found out how to open”. It’s not just opening and reading something that already exists. I have made new never-before seen material. Original compositions, relating to and made in present time, by me. No one taught me how to do this, I learned it myself. And if you understand what “Hakka” means, you might have a better idea.

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.

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).

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 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 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.

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 translated from existing old texts, 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). The puzzle is solved through my works. There are people who are hiding the truth.

There have been many for whom my works have spoken to deeply, are deeply felt, they contain hidden messages only for them, that only they can understand, yet it manages to have something for everyone. Music. Image. Sound. Word. It is bespoke. I’m particularly known for.getting :) diverse groups to work together, especially those that have historically disagreed or been in opposition of each other, that tend to insist on purity and refuse to work with anyone outside of their closed circles. In itself, it’s proof that no one taught me and evidences that I’m uniquely qualified to do this. My works brings their groups shared experiences through music, in ways that agree with them. A Universal language that respects their differences but also comes across deeply as being markedly *for* them, requiring no one to change at all, Unusually, it surprises by managing to equally and naturally respect the points of view and essence without coming across as patronizing, while never holding back from forms of criticism and reflection, and praise at the same time.Their embodied excellence, .. has been highly coveted, seen as of great value, but has also caused disturbances among people who were against these pure groups and “enemies” working together, people who did not want us to get along, lest your conflicts and the moneyed industries built around them become meaningless, but everyone laid down arms without politics and the enormous funding that currently goes into fulfilling such endsallegedly to benefit such groups, but as seen only seems to make things worse and leaving them with lesser and lesser, or “nothing”. My works flip the equations, into “something” substantial, and of cultural value to these people where solutions have previously been thought impossible in increasingly dire situations for these groups. My works show a path forward, for warring groups and traditional enemies without requiring them to change themselves or pretend they are the same, nor sacrifices the essence of of who they are.
Many wish to claim they are me, or are somehow responsible for what I’ve always been able to do before they came along. At first they were saying anyone can be me, that I’m allegedly common or in danger of becoming. But over 10 years on, they’ve begun to notice that the funding has stopped. I mean, they’ve even been sending people to ask me how I convince folks to get the funding released. So clearly, investors are able to recognize and tell the difference despite some trying to plug this myth that “anyone can do it” and that it’s in danger of becoming common. Clearly, those who have the means, also have enough discernment.

The living signature is inimitable.

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 method is pending trademarks, my works are my sole copyright.

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 have a whole team, waiting for me to pick myself back up and continue off this last stop at the dead end. I have a home, a place to go. I have good people waiting for me. It’s only taking a while only to pick up the pieces of what Switzerland has administratively done to break my one identity apart that needs to be resolved. No one needs a home from them or their “help”. Nobody’s interested in changing them, nobody needs anything they can give, nobody wants to stay — that’s just wishful thinking on their part. They’re a camping site, I’ve got a home and people waiting for me. They just need to stop getting in the way of a solution, and stop denying me a fix that’s right there in their laws. No one here is remotely qualified to assess me, they have no ability to even quantify or access the spaces they’re talking about. Like people on a flat 2D picture whose leaders have burned their futures in 3D, trying to judge what 3D is like. But up one to a few antes each.

I believe that people here made direct contact me and as soon as they were sure that they had exactly who they wanted on the line, they suddenly stopped responding and began to have an internal discussion amongst themselves, so that I only ever heard parts of my file being discussed while the rest wass mostly in private between them. This gave me no picture at all as to what was going on, while I was still trying to answer them in earnest and wondering what was wrong, why they weren’t responding and why they sounded so casual almost to the point of taking it as a joke on things that are extremely important to a person and can change your life. Then while their non-response and bizarre behaviour had me temporarily uncertain of what do to in order to get their attention or make sure my responses are properly registered, they started moving around my most private and sensitive data of their own accord without my consent, because they were now sure that they had the right person they wanted and that’s all they needed because they intended to commit a crime. It’s akin to having strangers checking out your private parts without consent since this would include my medical records. And all the while they did this while I was trying to get a response from them thinking that they’re there to help, and they acted like they couldn’t hear me and counted on me being surprised as they are authorities and don’t look like criminals. Importantly, I realized: They’ve been bypassing my consent by pretending to assume I’m autistic when they can see I’m obviously not. They do it to avoid dealing with me entirely, and use it as an excuse to do whatever they want using that to enforce their disingenuous “opinion” that I’m allegedly not a real person. They use that to forcibly mute me. My CV and poetic nuances in my writings (such as the symbolism used in indirect conversations) prove it’s impossible to assume I could have autism. If it were their business to find out, they would’ve certainly done so.

I have never sold my Art for cheap at any time. I have never sold my labour and/or works for cheap. I’ve only been partly reimbursed for my business expenses, but my Art has never been made available. So it’s untrue that just “anyone can have it” since no one has had it yet. None of the pieces have the full key, which means the painting/Works was not sold to them. So I’m not worried because what they took can’t be resold as originals. It would be rather silly to make out partial business expense reimbursements as representative of the price of my works, anyone worth their salt should realize that. No transaction or agreement has even begun with me to acquire any of my works. No one owns anything I’ve made, or am currently in the process of making, because they’ve simply never made the official agreements with me to acquire my Art. I already have friends who are waiting for me to continue, so that I can publish a full for the first time and more.

The only people who still mistake me as being unable to move on are either doing it on purpose or have simply never met a Singaporean woman, much less one from my family. At present I’m only having to fly to Europe to get rid of its unlawful way of administration so that I can leave. It’s purely administration. The Authorities bent my singular identity into half on their system in a way that’s against their regulations, which means they did not do their jobs properly and then withheld information from me. It’s caught in a “snag”, so my registration is held stranded in a process queue while they only make internal memos about it, no official documents. Basically I already paid 10x the rate for the divorce, but they won’t administrate the divorce even though the Bellinzona pretura granted it. It’s clearly illegal to apply my approved divorce to only half my identity and then use your faulty administration to insist I’m still your ghost Swiss resident / half married and can’t leave. No one would accept living like this, least of all me. You call this the highest standard humanity has to offer especially considering my background and what I grew up in? What a joke. I owe it to myself to break thorough this nonsense and get the show on the road. I’ve progressed this week to break free from this garbage, so they can’t keep pretending I’m remotely the kind of woman who would go back to such a tacky situation, and I’ve instructed my lawyers on a police report.

My works have never been here to be “harvested” by others. That’s never been representative of who I am or what I do. I’ve a consistent track record since young and have always organized my life accordingly. I chose. People should respect free will, free agreements and laws of the land. I’ll never sell, only partner. For that, you’ll need to make the proper agreements with me. If someone tries to buy you out, and they’re a somebody, you know you’re onto something. I welcome partnerships. I do no donations, my private choice is none of anyone’s business and there’s no pretending I’m the kind to donate or let people simply take my work without a fight to the very last breath. My family history is real, unlike most of what you air for modern marketing.

Human suffering is unnecessary, and destroys human potential. Whatever is claimed as being gained from suffering, can be achieved with intelligent and erudite planning. There’s no excuse as it’s possible to work towards even if we’re unable to eradicate it “right now”.

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. :>

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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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