I put more here, but decided to remove it to avoid someone using it and saying she’s me.
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Independent English Playwright (Literary Writer) & Fine Artist:
Meryl Yeo, Yawen (Mdm. Yeo)
Firmly Non-AI.
*Previously Registered by Swiss Authorities against my consent, as:
Yawen Schindhelm née Yeo*
(formerly aka Mrs. Michael Schindhelm 2019-2024. He’s 23 years my senior.)
I’m Singaporean with a mixed parentage of Singaporean Hakka Chinese and Singaporean Hainanese Chinese, one from the Temasek era and the other from the pioneer generation with roots in Malaysia. As I’m neither pure Hakka nor pure Hainanese, I correctly term myself as being of mixed parentage. Yes. I am from those circles. There’s nothing to apologize for. It’s factually accurate. Like my family members I burn rather than brown under the sun, and even if I try to get a tan I lighten up in a few weeks. But our biological profiles, dispositions and clan histories have recorded differences, and I and many of the new generation are proud of our these nuances which clearly demonstrate a history of what we had to overcome. We always know ourselves and where we came from. We’ve never been monolithic, and we’ve had to set aside our personal need(s) to talk about ourselves until success was achieved together under Singapore’s multi-racial formula, after the turbulent decades following 1965. Singapore is very socially forward in this regard, a clear leader in the First World. We can all regularly sit together at a round table and have our meals of choice, too, nowhere else on the planet can you do this. Anyone who wishes to know more about Singapore’s success can always look up Mr. Lee Kuan Yew’s speeches on Youtube.
Those who have kept their heads low, quietly watching how things have unfolded for me in the last years, peers who know me and my family (and aren’t just saying it to grab anything they can), burn inside with fortitude when they see me stand up now after being made to watch me get repeatedly brutally smashed down by those who want to keep insisting we do not exist or that our progress is not real, even when we’re standing right in front of them, living our advanced lives in spite of them. They want to know if I’ve given up; I say no, and they say “good” with quiet determination and walk off with injuries that they have hidden from me. Like they’re willing to go through the suffering, because I carry on fighting. I got wind that some of them with a personal relationship to me and the family were targeted and were injured/damaged, even recently, and that’s why I haven’t been able to contact anyone the usual way. But I’m quite connected with my group, we are a tight set. Quite something to survive as a wee slip of a girl, whom they allege is a “nobody”, who has accomplished “nothing”, and has “nothing to show for”. From treating it as a joke or an “accident”, people have slowly stopped laughing and start to be curious as to what’s really going on. Those connected to lines of leadership start questioning why I would be subjected to a process that they recognize as being exclusively done to destroy top *male* leaders (this method is used by those who regard it as impossible for women to have a warrior’s spirit). And there will be even more questions when cutting edge medical science technology inevitably reveals I’m fully biologically female, with a medical record/tag that identifies me as having been a female cabin crew with a certain exotic airline (what with those friendly hiring policies and all), not to mention my CV which will reveal that I’m the person who manages case files and process queues on advanced decentralized databases 20 years ahead of Switzerland — and won awards for my work. I can practically do audit checks. They’ll want to know why someone wanted to stop others from finding out that something that’s exclusively reserved for destroying men was done to a girl who is not a tourist, and records will clearly show it’s what *other* people wanted me to experience, it’s what they broke their own laws to *decide for me* was the only experience I could have, *they* wanted to be the ones to have a say on what I could experience with no other possible outcome or solution, but they thought they had the right to force me to pay for their experience or else they would use their administration to permanently disfigure me.
So why did someone pay that much for it to be done to me, when that was never the agreement I made and signed? Who and what gave them the right to enforce their opinion that they could put my name on a different agreement, against their own laws? And if they believed that they were right to do so, why did they go to such lengths to hide it from me at every step?
Why the level of brutality when I have allegedly nothing published (or nothing of worth to publish), and am allegedly “only able to take instruction” when my background and everything I’ve done in my life to date proves the opposite? I have never engaged in activism. What’s their excuse?
It’s just not something people would do for the reasons they’re now claiming, or anything they’ve claimed before. Are they really that terrified of my existence as a sentient human being who can create original art & music based on my real lived experiences with real people? I mean, it’s just their unscientific opinion that I’m only an imitation of one, right?
And people will further question how I’m intact with tight junctions, scientifically debunking suggestions of any abnormal mental conditions, especially when it’s placed side by side with the indisputable administrative carnage usually done to destroy a person. They will and already question why a “nobody” who is allegedly “weak-minded” as a Marilyn Monroe is being subjected to such a thing, much less has the ability to fully recover and walk away after saying no from something that normally leads to permanent cognitive and physical decline in intellectually gifted men who are also physically stronger than me. They’ll ask why I’m able to rewire my own brain and retrain my body beyond age 40 (supposed to be impossible even for men) after being denied all distancing for twice the number of years it takes to get an average woman younger than me stuck in a fixed mindset for life. And, if I had really allegedly paid for this to be done to me, why do records prove none of my instructions were carried out even when I was the one paying, why do I have a written record from lawyers stating they cannot take my instruction to write a letter — meaning, even when I paid professionals they were carrying out someone else’s instruction? I only paid for a standard marriage permit and health insurance? someone other than me paid?
I’d warned my mother 10-15 years ago that I’d detected the existence of specific incoming groups of men in Singapore from foreign (Westernized) schools of thought, and how they were trying to enforce a culture on us that vastly differs from our own. I told her it was causing problems, because they were grouping and targeting our high-flying women and the men who support us, the best of us, first goading our men into experiencing failures, then getting them to turn on us and destroy us systemically to theoretically benefit from our suffering. Apparently this was done under some kind of assertion that our power was allegedly exclusively from having strong men and weak women who only pandered to their desires. But this was never our culture, and never our success formula. Mr. Lee Kuan Yew has spoken of this in public speeches that were broadly aired across the global and English speaking spheres, attended by audiences who wanted to know how he became such a successful Leader. Meanwhile wveryone in our circles know that Mrs. Lee Kuan Yew was never a Number 2 to Mr. Lee at any time. No one would ever think of her less than him, if you even suggested it people would give you a great stinkeye. Our girls’ schools proudly upheld this and you needed to be in the know, to know which one (our first non-Chinese pupil was a platinum blonde hair, blue eyed girl whose parents petitioned and insisted on sending her to our school when she qualified for the mixed school with the higher entrance requirement). Mrs. Lee had an illustrious career as a powerful lawyer — our lawyer, in my grandmother’s and mother’s time. My grandmother, likewise, was never number 2. Neither was my mother, and neither am I — when people tried to force me in that position I walked away and they should accept my answer. Our women since our mothers’ time were incredibly proud of what we had achieved together as a successful dual parental units by pure chivalrous agreement and negotiation with our men, born of agreements of the highest intellectual order and noble desires. Especially knowing these never came from Western ideas — this was our idea. The highly-learned, strong & healthy women beget highly learned, strong & healthy men, and vice versa. We’ve never needed the West to tell us what to do or how to think. Likewise, neither do we tell the West how to be — even though we’re the ones who develop, test and export all their own cutting edge systems to them which go live in their countries 20 years later (blame first world regulations if you will, but I digress). Mr. Lee had the plans and struck the agreements with the IMF. We may speak mostly English and very little Chinese, but our hardware is Eastern. Even outside of our milieu, Singaporean families are dual income by necessity. That means women are career women by necessity and our families have benefited from a It’s an expensive country. Our plans were incredibly expensive, we couldn’t afford to make the fashionable mistake of killing off our 50%. And our founding father loved our founding mother, very much.
I’m no employee. I’m not being paid by anyone, nor am I under anybody’s company. I am an Independent business owner & sole shareholder with my own original IP/copyrights and have my own company since 2023. I have appointed no executives or directors in my company — I’m the sole decision maker. *I am 100% self-represented and have no authorized representatives outside of matters directly related to divorce.* My original IP/copyrights are owned exclusively by myself as sole owner. I have never transferred ownership of my IP/Copyrights/Identity at any time, nor in any manner, shape or form. I’m entirely self-funded from my own savings and independent contracts, which I procure on my own. These contracts are purely professional and directly related to what I want to do in Art/Culture.
My original works were largely complete before I began seeking funding in 2017. Some people who approached for collaborations or as potential fundraising partners in fact took away my funding and contracts for themselves, inserted themselves into my paperwork in the last years, removed everything a citizen of a First World country needs to independently provide for themselves in the developed world, and now want to give themselves credit for ideas they never did anything to seed or help develop. I am in the process of transferring my IP onto proper documentation for the purposes of registering my *sole ownership*. Just because some people arranged it on paper to look like they paid for me, doesn’t mean the money was for me or went to me.
To any individuals wishing to enforce their alleged observations on any individual’s alleged “state of mind”, they are most welcome to argue their case on why their professional opinion trumps evidence produced by peer-reviewed Science & Technology and how and why they wish to prove their opinions beyond a reasonable doubt against hard Scientific evidence, in the Scientific tradition. In other words, if they seek action against any individual based on alleged “concern” over their state of mind, they will need to prove that their opinions, professional or not, are more than gossip and preconceived notions arising from confirmation bias(es). I further opine that the insistence on forcing opinion against hard evidence from proven science and fact, regardless of the assumed condition of their human subject(s), causes great harm to those human individual(s) it is done to. A logic and fact based judgment should be made based on their failure of process, and the number of individuals they have forcibly administered the faulty process to when disregarding scientific documentation that prove their assumptions wrong (or prove that it is no better than the gossip of the day). They should then be counselled on their motives and goals, and how to produce better-adjusted and appropriate constructive responses when coming across variances and differences naturally observed across the ever-evolving human spectrum.
***Unless you deal direct with me, I get nothing, and you have no authorization to use my work and/or likeness. Please only deal direct with me***. Contact me and we can set up verification questions to ensure our dealings and comms are free of AI-related security issues.
I’m an individual, born in the 80’s at Gleneagles private Hospital Singapore, non-government, and have never been part of any politics/activism and/or any such groups. I’m entirely self-directed in my Art practice, which are born of my honest self-expression and natural desires/talents 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 will never lower myself to sell my Artwork and/or Written works. Some people still fail to understand, but they will, that I will fight to the death to carry out my chosen career. I will *never* shrink back down. They have/need AI, but as always — I learn fast.
My two studios were at:
422 Collins St, Temple Court (Melbourne Australia, 2013-2015)
22 Starlight Road, Farrer Park (Singapore, 2017-2019)
I have a registered address at International Plaza in Singapore, like a doge.
I’ve never registered a business to my mum’s home address, that’s just dodge.
There’re some people who are trying to create identity verification issues for me.
I have no house in Europe, never bought one anywhere and certainly never gifted one.
I have no holiday home in Australia (i.e. Queensland/Gold Coast countryside) or any country, certainly not one I lease out to the public. Collins St Melbourne was the only time I have ever offered a stay to visitors.
My previous Aussie mobile number was +61 422 555 225.
When I spoke of “Crimes against humanity” in my writings, it was always a tongue-in-cheek reference to having been the nation’s (and some say the globe’s) top killer in certain video games. Largely organizational, of course, referencing how rank is maintained on top leaderboard spots (let’s be real) and the fact that I was proud to have been an Officer then a guild leader slapping mud about in our anarcho-syndicalist commune reconciled with private ownership using our ‘spesial’ framework. I did once work at Amex and ABN Amro, but I seldom put these on my CV since they’re not really my department so referencing that in the punchline was another in-joke for me. Now stop giving credit for my writings to somebody else. It’s embarrassing. I feel like I’ve been shoved in a cast iron pot, inside of a pizza oven, when I’m already ripe enough to walk. Like Weapons and running jokes. I’ve totally never gotten together with any brown dude and I never popped a baby. That was just these turds doodling on my pristine Singaporean admin paperwork (they’re just jellyfish).
I originally had more up here, but decided to remove it to avoid enabling someone to use it and just say she’s me.
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.
There are many copycats, but only one .Net
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
All Rights Reserved, 2026 Meryl Yeo, Yawen
