Avoid Working & Eating @ Osaka Kitchen Teppanyaki Japan Food Town Wisma Atria (Singaporean Review)

Do you want to eat food cooked by shallow-minded, evil-hearted Japs? Do you want to eat food cooked by Jap chefs who don't even respect a person, let alone respect the customer?

The last, small unit at the back of Japan Food Town.

If you want to experience age discrimination for being over 40, go to Osaka Kitchen. They will make sure to sneer at you, even though the chefs themselves are already in their 30-40s.

Since they love age discrimination so much, they should go back to Japan!! Why are they in Singapore? They are not even grateful to their host country for allowing them to work here! How dare they sneer at a citizen of their host country.

Come to Singapore bringing their shitty Ageist mentality. No benefit to Singaporeans at all!! Why did Singapore immigration even allow them in?

Likely due to age discrimination in Japan, these Japs can't find jobs & have no choice but to haul their pale, aged asses here.

Since they love age discrimination so much, why don't they also do it to the customers?!  Take people's money when in fact, they are harbouring disrespectful, ageist mentality.

No wonder one reviewer said the chefs are rude.

Initially, I thought maybe it was just a case of 1 reviewer. Even so, because of that review, I avoided going to Osaka Kitchen for an interview despite their advertised pay.

For weeks, the Osaka Kitchen job advertisement has been staying up on the job site. When an ad keeps staying up, it means something is wrong. Either they are picky. Or nobody wants the job.

Since the advertised pay is attractive, it can only mean that there's something wrong with the establishment.

You know why in the Osaka Kitchen reviews, the servers are rude? Because the manager is rude. When the head is shit, the rest is also shit.

With my broke situation & with their ad always up,  my need for money won.  I decided to take a chance. Kitchen crew typically don't need to be teenagers, right?

For the record, I look younger than my age. I move fast & am stronger than I look. I swim the Butterfly stroke.  I appear pleasant-looking & approachable.  With a fresh cut of my hair that takes 10-20 years off my face,  previous day at another interview, the male interviewer in his 20-30s had called me "Miss".

I was quite expecting this interview to go well. 

How was I to know that these Japs are so horny, they even need Kitchen Crew to look like Jap porn stars?

You know how long it takes to walk from Harbourfront area to Orchard Road? 2 hours. More than 5.6 km. I call it "road march" like the army guys.

It was luckily a chilly & windy day. You know that coldest weather for the first time in Singapore?

I wore a thick hoodie & only a drop of sweat dripped down my neck closer towards Orchard.

When I finally arrived, the last unit was dark. Closed because I didn't make it in time before they closed their first half of the split shift.

The bar counter joins the back corner that functions as a standing kitchen. The place is so small, I didn't want to work there just by looking at the "kitchen". Since they are closed, I considered the restaurant across & wondered if maybe I should try there.

Then told myself that since I've come all this way, might as well wait for the interview.

I saw a waiter sitting at a table inside & walked in to ask when the manager would be coming in later. He stood with a reluctant reaction while taking off his earphones & waved over the table.

That's when I noticed a dark form shifting on the bench. That's the manager??

Above the dark form on the bench, another dark form shifted. Two persons??

The manager raised his head & loosely waved a gloved hand.

I said to the waiter, "I'll come back later?".

The waiter turned to me & said, "Yes, later.".

I said, "Around 5pm?".

He tossed a rude "Yeah." while turning back to sit down & plugging in his earphones.

That was already a bad sign. The manager & some other crew sleeping on the bench. And this rude waiter.

At 4.45pm, I returned to see the lights were on. The japs were already pottering behind the bar counter.

I went in with a friendly raise of my hand. "Hi." I said.

The Jap chef behind the counter looked at me with a friendly smile but didn't seem to realize that I had come earlier. So I said I was here for the interview.

The young waitress (quite pretty) who had come forwards thinking that I might be a customer, smiled uncertainly at me even while realizing that I was an applicant.  This is the first time a potential colleague smiles at me when I walk into an interview.

The chef behind the counter immediately realized & passed another Jap man a folder. That Jap man was standing outside the bar counter & he is the manager because his hand was wearing the glove.

It seemed a friendly, lively start. 

The manager, still wearing his glove on his left hand, asked me to take a seat at the bar counter while he took the seat beside.
Some usual questions were asked. Everything seemed fine.

Throughout, I just had the natural tendency to reply "Hai" when speaking with Japs.  Who knows what evil sneers they must have been having.

The chefs seemed like they were fun & nice people. I noticed the chef behind the counter seemed to be pottering with work when in fact, he was hovering close by with very keen hearing (eavesdropping on the interview).

Then the manager asked, "What is your age?".

I instantly felt uncomfortable & said, "40 something.". And since he was about to request for clarification, I gave him the exact number.

The chef who had been eavesdropping, exclaimed my year of birth, "19xx?" with a look of surprise.

In hindsight, it was actually a disgusted look, as if I had just burst his bubble of illusion.

Thinking that perhaps he was pleasantly surprised (in a positive way), I nodded with a sound of affirmation.

The eavesdropping chef just turned away with switch off look.

I turned to the manager beside me & asked, "Why?" (meaning why the surprise at my year of birth). When he didn't reply & continued writing on his piece of paper, I asked again, "Why?".

Without looking at me while writing, the manager replied in a very detached voice, "Nothing.".

I felt it was age discrimination.

The way they reacted was not positive. Their thoughts were dark. If they had good intentions, they should be saying, "Oh, you look so young.".  Not "Nothing." with that cold, switch-off reaction.

The manager then continued interviewing with a very practised way of leading me to think that I might seriously be hired. Very good liar when in fact, they already decided they are not hiring just because of my age.

He even talked about needing to help out outside the "kitchen" when it gets busy. And when I asked about cooking, he irresponsibly said that in time I can do the Teppanyaki cooking. 

Don't be ridiculous, I thought. The Japs have been flown in from Japan to cook. And here he is saying I can take over??  When I asked about cooking, I meant cooking in the "kitchen".

He could say anything because he had no intention of hiring.

Earlier, he had asked me when I can start work & I gave him my schedule (which is everyday starting Wed night).

Despite offering up all my days that no applicant would do,  he said at the end,  "If ok, will contact you to come on Wed night.".

The fact that he said "If ok" means he isn't hiring, isn't calling. It's a waste-of-time, malicious fakery that I notice F&B managers use. Evil-hearted.  They make the applicant wait for nothing & hope for nothing. They waste the applicant's time.

If they really want to hire, they wouldn't say "If". They will hire on the spot.

They say "If ok" so that it excuses them from not hiring. They waste the applicant's time & they don't care. Very irresponsible, dishonest & evil-hearted tactic.

You dare to eat food cooked by such people?


If they don't want to hire, don't waste further time pretending to want to hire. If they are afraid the applicant might make noise on the spot, just be considerate in providing the shortest time that the applicant should wait for an answer. This is the correct, honest way.

Instead of doing this, many F&B interviewers will fake their way through with no intention of hiring & let the applicant hang for days.

In this case, Osaka Kitchen has no intention of hiring. There is also no urgency to hire because it obvious they already have enough staff in that tiny space that they call a "restaurant".

Earlier when the manager asked me when is the earliest I can start & I said Wed, he had said, "Next Wednesday?".

Why would he say "next" Wed if he needs staff?  I thought it was odd for him to say that. I was thinking, "Of course, it's this Wed. Why would it be more than 1 week away?".

I offer all my days for work & favourable in appearance & can start soonest. But just because of my age, they don't hire. How stupid these Japs are.  Very immature & unprofessional.

Here's the review from the customer I mentioned above: Click to enlarge.

Blacklisted companies practising Ageism:
http://therevolutioner.blogspot.sg/2018/01/blacklisted-companies-in-singapore.html

Blacklisted Companies in Singapore Practising Age Discrimination

Wed 17 Jan 11:38a.m.

Singapore law must make Ageism illegal at job interviews. Age discrimination by such companies destroys the people & society.

In Japan, Ageism has gotten to such an extent that many Japanese who can still work, become homeless. The rising number of homeless in Japan is unnessary.  https://www.csmonitor.com/2004/1018/p07s01-woap.html

A homeless problem is created simply by not employing people over the age of 35.

A forklift operator laments that nobody looks at his experience but only looks at his age. A Japanese man cried when a nurse simply said "hello" to him because Japan's society has alienated him just because of his age.

It's terrible. For all Japan's natural beauty, there is such ugliness.

Still in love with Japan's culture & society? The Japs have never changed since WW2. Still the same horrible people with a veneer of civility. They are honest. Honestly Ageist. And they think it's fine.

They bring their shitty mentality to Singapore & apply it to Singaporeans & think it's all fine. These people are just plain evil. Their WW2 genes never die. 

Do you want to eat food cooked by such evil-hearted people? Many F&B establishments, if you notice have no older workers. Why?

Even if you look youthful, such companies only just look at your age. Such a terrible thing must stop.

These companies are not befitting Singaporeans. 

You may say "Oh, it's not my problem because I'm still young.".

Well, if you are now 25, you'll be 30 in 5 years' time. Another 5 years, you'll be 35. Another 5, you'll be 40. The years pass in the blink of an eye. If you think ageism is not your problem, then you better make sure you don't live older to experience age discrimination.

Since the Japs enjoy practising Ageism, they should go back to Japan to do it. Don't come to Singapore to do it! The MOM must make it known that Ageism is not acceptable & such companies will be blacklisted.

Blacklisted companies in Singapore practising age discrimination:

1) Man Man Unagi Japanese restaurant. Keong Saik & Duo Galleria.
2) Osaka Kitchen @ Japan Food Town Wisma Atria
3) Kushikatsu Tanaka @ Clarke Quay.
4) Wanton Seng's Noodle Bar @ Amoy Street


Do you want to eat food cooked by these people who have no respect for the individual? Why don't they also practise ageism towards customers? They want money but they in fact have no respect for people. How can they be expected to cook anything worth eating?

An interviewer shouldn't even be asking for a person's age. If the interviewer finds the person favourable & willing to work, that is good enough. But these interviewers ask, "What is your age?". This is really terrible. Even though the interview starts out well, this question will suddenly be asked. The rest of the interview then continues in all fakery, letting me think that they are interested. Finally, the interviewer says, "If ok, will let you know by XX day.".

Of course, "let u know by..." is a code phrase for 'don't want'. It's horrible that such interviewers intentionally lead the person to believe in a non-existent hiring when in fact, the interviewers are wasting their time & the applicant's time. They already decided they don't want just based on the applicant's age.

Such companies in fact, also don't really require staff. Yet they advertise. If really urgent, a company will hire immediately.

The way these people behave upon finding out my age, is awful & immature. They themselves are not young, easily in their 30s-40s. Yet they have the gall to age discriminate other people.

Since they carry the ageist mentality, they had better make sure they don't live past 40.

Just because they think 40s must be old-looking & I look youthful, they feel disgusted that I have upturned their own shallow expectations & tiny world view. Jealousy. Evil-hearted. Dark intentions.

If an applicant looks old & shrivelled, of course, you may not hire due to company image for front line staff. But the applicant looks favourable & just because of a number, you don't hire, that's really extreme discrimination, malicious & evil. Unprofessional & immature.

Do you want to eat food cooked by such disgusting people?

Singaporean Needing (Spiritual) Help & Jobless & Ghosts

E-mail to donate: thezinepin@gmail.com.  A $9-10/hr job is not going help us escape the clutches of a madman doing his spiritual assault on us day & night. We don't know what's going on but a spiritual adviser asked us to flee. How to flee when we've no money?

What we need: 1) Money to leave the country.  2) Or at least a new address to sleep in at night.


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You know when you need serious spiritual help, even monks will look at you coldly? Imagine all the while throughout your life, you've been helping people. All of sudden when you need help, even temples & churches don't even bother with you.

Even if you are prepared, it is still a wake-up call.  Temples & churches not even bothering to reply to your call or e-mails? I'm not surprised but it's like an alternate dimension where that's what they do.

That's life in Singapore. I don't know about life in other countries since I haven't had the money to leave. I've been stuck here all my life with the same government that has only burdened its people.

Suddenly, you realize that what they say about money is true. Money Is Everything. Without it, everything stands still.

Yesterday, I heard one office man say to his colleagues: It's only $1.  And I was thinking that even $1 is a lot when you're broke & have no job. The $1 suddenly has a lot of weight.  More weight than its actual value.

And that's a fact of living in Singapore as a Singaporean.

For rich foreigners staying here, of course it's all great. Every so often, they just fly off happily back to Australia or wherever they came from, then fly back here. They live in beautiful condos with pets that need free house-sitting from overseas strangers when they fly off.

Early this morning 7a.m. or so, I was browsing the online ad I had previously seen for Chateraise recruitment. It's expired. But there's still a notice stuck on the wall of an outlet.

So I'm wondering whether in my desperation I should sign up for Chateraise. The first time I saw the ad, I skipped it. Now I'm forced to reconsider.

Working at Chateraise means:

1) Wearing that entire uniform with the cap.
2) Being squashed behind the showcase in that little space with little walking space for hours.
3) Even if they paid the max of $2200, at 7 hours & 6 days a week, after CPF, it works out to be $10/hr. This rate of money can also be found at other places without getting squashed behind the counter/showcase.

And that's the problem with all the working salaries in Singapore. CPF.

It's a lot that's deducted from meagre pay. And companies still keep paying $7-8-9/hr. In the SMS with one cafe manager, I stated my expected salary is $10/hr. Knowing this, he still asked me down for interview. Looking at the full-time salary stated in his online ad, I already guessed he can't pay $10/hr.

Anyway, I still went to the place.  The guy is a foreigner. After wasting time talking about the job scope, I asked politely about the pay. I said, "Not $10/hr, right?". He brought up excuses before admitting that he couldn't pay that amount.  He didn't say how much he could pay but I can guess. I said, "After CPF, the money is really too little. I need to pay the bills.".

He said he also needed to pay his bills for the place.

I smiled & said, "I understand.".

Since I didn't want to remind him of the SMS in which I already specified my expected pay, I was ready to go. No point talking.

Sooner or later, restaurants & cafes will be forced to increase their pay if they want to attract &  keep Singaporeans.  Due to new regulations by MOM,  Singaporeans will be in great demand & the foreigners will finally be out of jobs & hopefully out of the country.

If the government don't take CPF, $8-9/hr job is still Ok.  But for instance a $7/hr job... you're left with just $5+ after CPF. That's the salary I got 20 years ago!  Anything below $10, you are left with crumbs for many hours of work.

Plus, the online ads are flooded with agencies. All these job agencies should be banned from operating. Out of so many ads, only a few are listed by the actual companies themselves. These are the companies to apply to, rather than agencies that take a cut. Agency take a cut, CPF take a cut, you eat what?  I never take jobs from agencies except once when I was a teenager. 

Couples before they get married, need to think responsibly of their kids & this environment that the kids will be forced to make a living out of. 

I don't have money to buy a new phone that is compatible with downloading Apps.  My current phone is old & don't allow downloading of data.  I can't download any Apps at all, which means I can't do all the courier delivery jobs since they all use phones to verify delivery & keep payment records.

At this time 9.25 a.m., Fri 29 Dec, I'm typing here but no money for every word.

My brother is having trouble getting rid of this paranormal shit that's been hugging & bugging his head for months. Whatever he's been trying, it's still stuck there & causing problems every day & night. From the time he wakes, to the time he sleeps if he can even lay on his mattress. And in between while he sleeps, who knows what paranormal shit happens.

I wanted to video him sleeping but it's only a small device & the battery might overheat if unattended.

For years, the madman has been taking our energies like a vampire. Not sure how he did it, but we think it's black magic. While we were having mysterious symptoms, the madman reported excellent health all the time in every medical check up.

We never knew. Now, he's still doing the same thing. Or trying to continue sucking & is attacking us out of spite & hatred after being discovered.

Can't somebody just please help us get away?

Physically, we are separated by physical distance. So how can a madman who is not here, be able to cause paranormal problems?

If he's using black magic, then it means he's using spirits & ghosts. The spiritual adviser mentioned the madman is working with negative entities.  It's beyond our knowledge or ability to fight against. That's why we were advised to get out.

But months later, we are still here.  Under the madman's tyranny. A madman who did nothing for years except cause trouble & deaths to anyone within his sphere of influence. Now he means to drive us insane & kill us. After killing his own brother, his wife, his mother, father & others, it's still not enough.

Physical law cannot bring him to justice.  Meanwhile we suffer, unfairly.  All because we were unfortunately born to this madman. It's actually abuse.

Some parents abuse their children in various physical or verbal ways. This madman abuses using black magic, on a spiritual level. Unidentifiable, untraceable.

Although I  try to be logical about it, I noticed my mobile phone behaving strangely on several occasions. Naturally, I have to dismiss them.

It's said that, or tested by ghost hunters that spirits/ghosts drain batteries of power.

Last night, my phone still had half battery power. But this morning, it was drained.  Does this happen every night? No. 

Some time before bed, I had topped it up. At half power, it should remain so. The phone wasn't turned off, but so far these days, at half power, it isn't drained in the mornings.

Then again, it's an old battery. So, it may be technically cranky.

The oddest thing was ... some time ago I was at a nearby island.  I think it was Kusu island. Or Palau Ubin. The phone battery was really down. I was worried. But when I checked again, the battery was fully charged!!!

My Poor Brother: How Can I Help Him? Crowdfunding is not working. And People Who Disrespect Money & Food

11:51 p.m. 28 Dec Thurs   

E-mail to Donate & get us out: thezinepin@gmail.com

Seeing him sleep, I think: How can one person suffer so much? My poor brother. How can I help him? He is so tired, he snores as he sleeps with strange exhalations through his mouth even though he has no cold. I fear his spirit is disturbed.

This mental torment day after day without relief. All because he is the son of a madman who refuses to let us go. This madman uses some kind of black magic or some link to latch onto us, causing physical & mental symptoms.

Sitting at the edge of my bed, I can't think of a solution that will bring us enough cash quickly to get us out.

Even if I finish writing my novel, it does not seem like a viable money option.  I've been putting my novel on hold for so long since this thing began. I want to continue writing it, but the need to search for a job, the lack of peace of mind, I just want us to get out to a better place where I can write.

There are only so few ways of getting rich on our own & none is going to happen soon. How?

1) Lottery
2) Become the next Harry Potter writer
3) Sell stuff that's so hot that I make so much money.

Do you know that when you're broke, everything falls apart?

My jogging shoes Nike (not made in China) is falling apart at the sole. I've glued it twice & still it's damn coming apart. Don't buy Nike.  Other brands don't break apart at the front of the soles & sides.  When I had money back years ago,  I've worn Asics, Brooks & Reebok & they've been fine.

My underwear has loosened.

My black pants has split at the seams.

The arm of my glasses has broken off so I am just wearing over my nose with 1 side.

I've no money to buy replacements.

I see people treat their money like dirt. The other day at Meidiya supermarket, one man passed a $38 Japanese eel wrapped in a tray to his wife/girlfriend. She took it from him & just tossed it into their supermarket trolley. $38.  The disrespect with which she just tossed it is unbelievable.

And there are many people like her.  Look around in supermarkets & you'll see many women just taking & throwing the items into their basket or trolleys as if the items are dirt. I don't know what goes through their minds to toss such precious items like that.

It's strange that they have no respect for the food items that they are buying to put into their bodies. These are items that are going to nourish their minds & bodies & should be treated with respect. Yet these brainless people are tossing & throwing food like trash into their baskets & trolleys. One can't help but think that they are mad.

And when you look at these people, you'll realize that they look like shit.

I feel sad looking at such people. Here I am, conscious of everything, yet poor. Whereas these people have money but they don't value it & the food they eat.

X'mas has come & gone & yet I still haven't snagged a job. I've been trying but I think I started too slow. I couldn't find any online in the beginning. By the time I start physically going out to get hired, an entire month has passed.

I spent the entire today trying to get hired on the spot. But the process is so slow, they must find time to call me back & then interview.

At Clarke Quay, I arrived early noon. But a staff told me to come back 2 hours later when the manager will be around. So, I wasted time hanging around the area.  When I returned to the place, the manager (after some confusion about what I wanted) said the recruitment guy just left. So I left my contact number & walked out.

 On the way to the Chinese temple, I was caught in the drizzle. While standing at a traffic light, the drizzle suddenly like a tap turned on, blasting everyone. I had to run back to the bus-stop.

After the temple & desperate enough, I chased the job thing to Orchard where as lousy luck has it (the temple gods didn't improve luck), the recruitment person that I was originally assigned by the system to meet, was on leave. He'll be back tomorrow, so I'm supposed to waste another trip tomorrow. The manager was in but never even bothered coming out to conduct an interview on behalf of the absent man.

Later, I went to Paris Miki to try fixing the arm of my glasses. But as lousy luck continued... the only person who is able to fix it has gone home.  He'll be back tomorrow before 6.30p.m.

Walking away, I said aloud  that Fate is so goddamn perfectly lined up like this. If only lottery was the same.
 
At the end of the day, I stalked my previous work place that I had quit because of shitty manager & shitty fat woman whom he listens to absolutely. The fat woman wasn't there tonight, oddly. And they hired 2 more new women. Do they need me back? Do I want to go back?

I need the money & have been thinking whether it's possible to return to work there.  I stalked the place to check whether they need staff & how I would feel seeing the manager again.

Seeing the manager there again as I stood outside... Frankly, I don't want to see him again. But if the fat ugly woman has transferred out... maybe I might ask to return. These few days, I've been running through my mind, how I was going to text the manager to ask if I could go back. Whether he might actually agree, is another matter. I am guessing he might not reply.

Another Paranormal Night: Help Us Flee! Calling for Crowdfunding

2:23a.m.. Wed 27 Dec 

Imagine being awakened by a ghost or whatever black magic energy in the middle of the night & you have to scold it with vulgarities to make it go away. And it still stays. You can't go back to sleep. That's the end of your sleep after only a few hours.


That's what happening now. It's always around this time that this type of paranormal shit happens.  Another suicide case sent by the madman to haunt my brother's room. Either that or it's the madman's spirit himself.


If only someone can help us get away from all this.  Donate so we can escape this apartment & far from this country out of the madman's reach. E-mail to help: thezinepin@gmail.com

The night started badly.  At my laptop,  there was a sudden drowsiness, uncontrollable. Don't know where it was coming from. Then started coughing without being able to stop.  This paranormal cough been going on for a week or more already.  Physically, I have no cough. Throughout the day, I was forced to cough a few times. At night, at my laptop, the coughing started non-stop & the phlegm began.

Suspect it's the high chair that I'm sitting on.

Also, my bed. When bro or myself sleep on it, we'll wake with a weird headache. Before sleep, we'll feel a super unnatural drowsiness. The same drowsiness that makes us just nod off in the bus without realizing. The drowsiness is so bad, even my force of will can't stop it. It overtakes & before I know it, I've fallen asleep & jerking awake to see where I am before being forced to sleep again even when the bus is nearing my destination. It makes us look as if we are so tired when it's an outside willpower forcing on us some kind of a sleeping spell.

Even at work (at my previous job), I felt very drowsy while standing. My mind was very slurry like wearing a very heavy fog on my head. It was very hard to work in that heavy, slurry fog & yet I had to make myself work for the money.

3:16 a.m. Bro says it's bad tonight.  Very persistent weirdness. When he went to the master bedroom & then outside to the balcony, he felt something stuck onto the back of his head (when it wasn't there before). Don't know what the heck it is.  It is a ghost? Or some kind of energy causing the hallucination of something stuck on him?

If someone could help get us out, we wouldn't need to bother with such things. Whether ghost or not, we don't care to know.

Donation Drive to Help 2 Persons Escape Madman's Clutches

10:35a.m. 26 Dec Boxing Day: I realize Boxing Day (day after X'mas) is no longer a public holiday. When? Why?

Please donate or help to get us out of the country. Help us get away from the crazy reach of the delusional madman who is using black magic or whatever crap that's aiming to destroy what remains of our lives. On our own, we can't do it. We are stuck in his evil madness. We have been advised to get out of the country but we have no money.  A $9-10/hr job is not going to get us out.  E-mail to help:  thezinepin@gmail.com

What has been done to us during the night, we don't know. While we sleep, our physical bodies & spiritual selves are vulnerable to whatever is plaguing us in the apartment.

More & more, we learn more about a man whom we never knew. Jealousy. How can a father be jealous of his children who have nothing & whom he made to have nothing?

Never in my mind did I imagine that our parents were jealous of us, their own children. Shouldn't it be that parents want their kids to do well? To succeed them, to be even better? To fly where the parents could not?

In interviews with parents in financially poor countries with little opportunities, I read that they want to give their kids better lives outside & away.

But jealousy explains my observations of our parents over the years. Their odd reactions that I never understood but KIVed (keep in view).

This morning, I woke for once without any cough. My throat was fine. My voice was clear. No phlegm.

I heard Bro already at "work" in the master bedroom & knew he was having trouble with the paranormal shit again. I asked what's up. He said that paranormal thing is still stuck to the back area of his head & wouldn't go.

As mentioned previously, the thing that's latched onto his head dulls his mind, makes him unable to think, causes drowsiness, gives persistent headache inside the apartment & wherever he goes outside such that he is forced to return to deal with it at home. Two days ago, he couldn't even get past the bus-stop. He said it was so bad, he couldn't go further & was forced to return.

Also, a new or different ghost is latched onto his head every time. Each time causing different symptoms.

This morning, he blasted loud music to drive out the evil energy or ghost attaching to his head. But as usual, it stayed. Instead, the ghost or spirits hid in the kitchen from the sound. Bro said the kitchen is "very swimmy" & "there's smell".

Inwardly, while standing in the kitchen & not for the first time wondering if he was crazy, I suddenly began coughing with phlegm!

Where did that cough & phlegm come from? It's nuts. I didn't have it when I woke. So Bro was right.

That cough was also weirdly active last night just as I was going to sleep in bed. Bro said the ghosts or the crazy madman's black magic starts the non-stop coughing at that time so that you can't sleep. The purpose is to disturb your rest every night.

Bro said the latched on ghost or energy or spell on his head makes his head very tight & uncomfortable. We don't know how to get rid of it.

For years, we have had strange circumstances blocking every single one of our paths in life. Anyone would think of them as random coincidences. But after so many years, in hindsight, the incidents were manipulated, orchestrated using black magic (delivered by evil spirits/ghosts) to make us fall. Innocently & naitvely, we never knew because of 1 word: Trust.

The madman abused our trust. Never would I have ever imagined that such a man can be so crazy. In hindsight, we think he was already mad but became crazier over the years until the madness exploded to the present situation in which he is venting his own failures, his own hate, anger & jealousy on us based on his delusions.

 Persistently haunting us. Why? We have no idea. We are innocents caught in his madness.

I can say for sure that we are better than other children in terms of thought & behaviour. Obedience & honesty to our parents was 100%. We never took our father's money unless he himself gave it to us.  Even when we had access to his accounts, we never touched a cent even when he allowed it.

Our upbringing was close to military strictness. We paid the price for that obedience. Our lives ruined. And now, the madman is continuing to ruin us. For what? We don't know.

We are unfairly paying for a madman's delusions. He abused our trust.

It's not just mental madness that stays inside the person. If it's just delusions, the madman can just be mad by himself. But his madness goes out into involving negative & evil entities/spirits to harm, kill & ruin other people's lives.  He becomes a criminal.

Derogatory Age Discrimination Terms of Auntie, Ma'am, Uncle (Singapore)

25 Dec Mon 2:23p.m.

"Excuse me, Ma'am... Where is Clarke Quay?".

I was shooting out around the corner towards Clarke Quay MRT at The Central yesterday. It was what appeared to be a Malay man with his wife & group coming up behind him.

Ma'am?? I thought.

While walking away without stopping, I gave a fake smile & said,  "Not sure.".  The fact that I even bothered to give any sort of smile was already giving them face.

Another man behind him said, "You don't know Clarke Quay?" in a tone that implied I was bullshitting.

So? Do I look like an information booth? Am I being paid to give directions? Am I obligated to give directions?

With all the shit going on in my life & how much I used to spend on face products, people still just conveniently call me "auntie" "ma'am".

What I went through, do you know? How sad I am because of what's happened in my life, do you know? Nobody help me, do you know??!  When I was younger, I help anybody who asked. But now when I need help, who helps me?

You & your happy, happy, ignorant existence.

If you went through the years of crap that I've been through & now with this spiritual shit disturbing us, you would also look as tired & worn out as I.  I dare you to still be able to look fresh & young.

Since he thinks I'm "Ma'am", it means he thinks I'm old. In which case, I have no time & no youth left to waste on him. Let him ask young people who have the time & youth to waste in answering his question.  Don't ask me.

Why can't people just start a question with just "Excuse me"?? Or "Hi"?? Why must they add a derogatory term in front?  If they are fine with being called by their age, that's their own business.. Nobody else has to conform to their uneducated mentality.

Have respect for a person's right to be called by their name, or not at all if you don't know their name.

At my previous work place, the dishwasher's name was Dave. A very nice, respectable name. But employees still called him "uncle". Why? He has a name. Why can't people call him by his name? Instead of a right to his name, he is suddenly shrunk to an anonymous nobody called  "uncle". Why?

What makes people think they have a right calling people based on a person's age??

When I look at these people, they are not young. They themselves are already old & look worse off than me. Many times, those foreigner women who look like shit themselves, call me "auntie".  These foreigner women have such narcissistic, high esteem of themselves, they don't even see the age that they are wearing on their own faces. They think they are still kids.

It seems to be an Asian mentality to add a derogatory label on people based on their age. It's called Ageism. Age discrimination. You don't see westerners doing it. They address people by their names. They respect the individual. 

CrowdFund: Benefactors Needed To Help Us Get Out This X'Mas (Singapore)

10:25a.m. 24 Dec Sat. 

Urgently seeking funding (donation) to help us get away to another country. thezinepin@gmail.com

At the start, I already knew the only way was to get out as far away as possible. Then a very kind spiritual healer overseas told us to get out to another country.  Recently we went to a Chinese Buddhist temple for advice & the divination answers said many times, "Migration is advisable".  But we have no money!!! 

The temple said a benefactor will appear & there are helpers everywhere. But where are they?

Last night, again we had no peace. At 2.30a.m., Bro awakened to a paranormal headache that pissed him off so badly he had to get out of the house! Imagine being chased out of your own house in the middle of the night! This is a regular occurrence in our apartment that is being haunted by the spirit of a madman.

And even when goes out, that weird headache still clings to his head! 

The  evil spirit infuses itself into the floors & walls & even new objects that are just purchased. Everything becomes haunted. We were forced to throw away even Bro's bed & frame, such that now he sleeps only on  a thin mattress!! Poor guy. And he isn't even complaining about the mattress at all when the big problem is not even been able to sleep well for months day & night!

This spirit is manipulative & evil & mad. We don't know exactly why it's doing this or how. The madman is presumably still alive. But he sends his evil corrupted spirit to our apartment & haunts us in this way 24/7 inside the apartment & even when we are outside!

Previous months ago, the haunting was confined to the apartment & we were fine outside. Somehow, it just expanded & worsened to cover everywhere outside. We get no relief. Although Bro says the madman sends ghosts to tag along with us or recruits spirits around us outside to disturb us, I don't know.  Whichever way, we are disturbed spiritually, mentally & physically by this thing that wouldn't stop.

This thing whose madness has intensified in just a few short weeks, leading us to think that the madman's dementia is spiralling towards death.

Meanwhile, I am trying to get a job but I am also worried of leaving Bro alone for hours to handle this thing while I am not there.

Around wee hours of the morning, I was also having trouble with my cough. Uable to identity source that is triggering the fake cough. No matter how I shifted the talismans, it was no use. This morning woke with coughing & phlegm (like real special effects).

My brother & myself are tired.

Where is god?

Yesterday, I asked the temple gods or entities for information. The English interpretation can sometimes be quite different than the Chinese answers on the other side of the slip of paper.

1) You advised that migration is advisable. But we have no money. How can we stop this thing that's disturbing us day & night?

Answer: #90. English interpretation.
Glad tidings come from above. All of a sudden, treasures from Mt Tai at your disposal. To inquire or marvel at this good news, best to proceed as many helpers are around. Interpretation: GOOD. One should have many helpers as one will have lots of food, money, and clothing, etc...

So I asked:

2) Where are the helpers?

Answer: #27.
You hesitate to undertake a project although you have dwelled on it a long time. A Benefactor comes along & like a good solid wall, you can lean on him. Interpretation: GOOD. Out with the old. In with the new. Flowers bloom again in spring. Your performance seems meaningless, yet you'll find it suits you.

(I'm wondering what project ....? The brief search on which country to go to live & work? But I only thought of it a few days ago. Typing this, I wonder if it's the writing project that I've been thinking of for a long time but postponed.)

3) How long more is this going to continue?

Answer: #24
An unstable disrespectful person is liken to a flower whose petals have begun to fall. if you hope to continue, struggle hard. Many tasks still left after the struggle. Interpretation: BAD. Do not be bothered either a subject is true or false. Be alert in what you do. To succeed, keep a firm desire.

I guess the "unstable disrespectful person" is the madman. Disrespectful because he thinks he's god & can do whatever he wants in harming innocent people. In the Chinese answer, it says to wait for when the time comes.

4) Why the talismans don't seem to work or sometimes makes it worse?

Answer: #5.
How can one hope to tap underground water by merely driving a metal spike into the ground using up one's energy. But without any pre-arrangement one meets a deity and the meeting produces success. Interpretation: MEDIUM. Before one does any important thing, look at the four cardinal points. Better to let things be for the present. In time, all will be well.

?? I suppose I placed the talismans in the wrong directions? Bro checked online for "cardinal points" which means North, South, East,West. But after placing the talismans according to compass positions, it didn't work. I guess the answer is also saying that by chance, the situation drove us to meet the deity who will help us?

Urgent Need For Charity Donation CrowdFunding Singapore

Please donate to get us out of this country! thezinepin@gmail.com. 

We have no means of getting out ourselves. It's been months of this mental torture & stress & physical stress.  According to a kind spiritual healer, the only option is to get out of this country. Wherever we go on this small island, is not far enough. Even to the nearby islands, we feel the symptoms.

We need to get far away where the madman & his evil cannot touch us. Help us! Any amount of donation is fine!

10:32am  22 Dec Fri

My bro has been saying that the evil crazy man sends assorted ghosts & spirits to disturb us every day & night. But I've remained skeptical because I don't feel anything creepy in the apartment.

Last night, it seems he is right.

For days now, my bro & I have been having weird paranormal coughs with phlegm (we call it "special effects").  The special effects is so good, there is even phlegm when the coughing fits aren't even real. We don't have any coughs but made to react as if we do.

It's a very dry, irritating cough that is a nuisance. With some (sweet) phlegm thrown in. For me, the phlegm has a sweet taste in my throat. Weird.  Bro doesn't get the sweet phlegm.

I don't get coughs. And I don't cough like that.  It's a cough that pushes & forces itself out.  In fact, I rarely if ever fall ill. And even if I fall ill, I recover in just 1 or 2 days. So this weird cough that has been prolonging for a week or more & is the same for my Bro & myself, is impossible & paranormal. Also, this sort of coughing belongs to that madman. He coughs exactly like that. I used to wonder why he coughed like that.

And he gets such coughs quite often. He would sip hot water until the cough goes away which takes some days.

Last night, I was getting onto my bed to sleep. As usual, been coughing badly every time I approach my laptop area & sit on my high chair.

Earlier I already realized something is wrong with my laptop area. Every time I approach, I start coughing. When I walk away to go to the kitchen, there is no cough. When I come back to my room towards the laptop, I cough again. And when I sit on the high chair, the cough increases while I am typing on the laptop. When I get off & walk away, again no cough.

If I take away the high chair & just stand there typing on the laptop, the coughing is also bad. It's the spot that I'm standing on (the same spot as when I put the high chair). 

Last night, I lit the fat candle that I placed on my high chair. Then turned off the light & went onto the bed. But while coughing, I abruptly decided to turn on the white lamp at the end of my bed. It was pointing upwards from when I used to turn it on when I sleep at night.

I turned it to face downwards to shine across the ventilation opening under my window & across to the corner space of the wall. As I bent over the end of the bed to turn down the lamp head, my cough suddenly stopped.  I began to think that Bro is right. That crazy man has sent a ghost/imp here.

It felt like I had absolutely no cough at all. I was quite surprised. The cough just disappeared.

I turned the lamp until it shone better over the area across the ventilation opening & that corner. And the rest of the night was for once, a night that I slept completely without coughing.

I think it's either an imp, shorty. Or a mindless animal spirit. I've a feeling it's a dumb animal ghost or imp or spirit.  Non-intelligent. Just hangs around bothering people by triggering coughs.

What purpose does triggering coughs serve? I don't know. Typically, people will just dismiss it. The cough is prolonged, so? Nobody is going to notice that it's not natural or that it's paranormal.

Some kind of spirit or ghost has also been latching on my brother's head, causing him severe headaches & drowsiness. It pisses him off to angry violence.

And we don't know what the heck it is.  He says it changes position & he feels like it makes a "tick" sound when it shifts position around his head depending on what he says or writes or if he passes by an area that causes it to respond by shifting. He thinks it's trying to access his thoughts to manifest crap.

When he is in a Buddhist temple, the thing attached to his head shifts with "tick" sound to hide behind his head, avoiding the front that faces the Buddha statue.  The symptom activity is arrested temporarily--he says it just sits on his head not doing anything--or is less intense until he leaves the temple.

He says he cannot prove it but he feels it in his gut that it is the truth: that the madman is practising black magic & has been sending ghosts & spirits to disturb us. The madman is able to project his own soul into our apartment & orchestrate the black magic by utilising the ghosts that are already present in the apartment or recruiting new ghosts from outside.  When we are outside, ghosts are also recruited along the way to disturb us, so certain places with more ghosts that are already present will generate worse symptoms than other places with fewer ghosts present.

Bro says the madman's projected soul orchestrates or gives orders to the ghosts in the apartment because once he managed to drive out the madman's soul & could feel that he still walked into ghosts. But the ghosts were just there, not doing anything even though the madman's soul had departed with a lifting of negative & oppressive atmosphere.

Bro once said that even the ghosts are "cleaner" than the madman who is so evil, the moment his soul arrives, it dooms & glooms the place. On their own, the ghosts don't actively disturb us. It seems they just hang there, lost without orders. But they start causing trouble when the madman orders them to do it.

I'll write more when I can.

11:15p.m.: Bro finally stopped the cough for both of us. Not coughing is a relief for once, although not entirely stopped.  He discovered the source of the coughs & fixed it. Due to circumstances, I am unable to disclose the source of what's been causing the coughs & what he did to stop it. He said he's gotta fix it; every day & night coughing. He needs to sleep.

I agree.  Been coughing so hard these few days that my chest is starting to hurt today. And my bro "sprained" his side from coughing (the pain of the sprain moves around; another fake-o symptom).

Actually, I'm starting to cough again. No idea why. Is the damn madman's black magic or whatever breaking through again?

My poor bro. He's so tired of all this crap that he has to do alone. I said I am also tired of this shit.

I said out loud:  I want to go to a place where there is no madman. I want my brother & myself to go to a place where such a madman don't exist! I want to go to a place where my brother & myself will be free & happy!

I  am still shining the lamp light at the corner space. Something is in this room that's still making me cough. Could be as Bro said: a ghost or spirit parks in the corner & gets its order from the source, then starts effecting the cough. Now that the order is blocked at the source, I suppose the order to cause my cough is still running?

Either that, or it's a portal in that corner space, through which a spell of cough is sent.

That's what I mean by "What is going on?".  Our symptoms are there & it's clearly paranormal but what the heck is it??

I'm also feeling drowsy. And it's only 11.45p.m., not even midnight. This drowsiness is also one of the paranormal symptom. This whole day in the bus to & from swimming, I've been very drowsy.  Nodded off in the bus, couldn't keep my eyes open. It's crazy!

And while swimming, my cough disappeared. Just felt a little tired. When I got out of the pool to the changing room, still no cough. But when I got on the bus to go home, cough & drowsiness came back!

I stop coughing when I hold the yellow talisman onto my forehead like those Chinese vampire. It hangs down my face of course but it stops the coughing. 

But it doesn't work in other placements that I've tried. It only works on my forehead like this, or face down on my bed. There's something wrong with my expensive bed as well (*sighs).

The talisman is from the Waterloo Street Kuan Yin Temple. The Chinese writing says, "Buddhas's power majestically manifests!". It's nicely free & the nice caretakers give out as many as people want.

Interestingly, when I asked in English to be given those "yellow...", the guy tossed a handful onto the table. I took only 2 (one each for myself & bro), but.... I think I was meant to take all (paranormal advice from the Buddha/Kuan Yin, I suppose). Subsequently, I felt we didn't have enough but didn't go back yet.

I think I was meant to take as many as I wanted or all,  because for other people, the guy only gave one or the number that the person wanted. For me, he just grabbed a handful & tossed them onto the table.

I suppose it was foreseen that I would need the lot, although in almost all situations, the talisman didn't work as expected & even made it worse. So, I am actually not sure if I should get more talismans.

I think there's something in the corner space or in the metal frame that I put my laptop on. Sticking the talisman onto the frame stopped my coughing at once. But very drowsy. I find myself going to sleep while sitting up....

Sat 23 Dec 9:15a.m.  Last night, managed to sleep without cough, but all of a suddedn near morning, woke with coughing fits. Very irritating because can't get back to sleep.  Even had phlegm. Where the heck did that come from? It's crazy!

No matter where & how I positioned the talisman on my bed & bedhead, I continued to cough until morning.

Woke early morning, sitting up in bed & I said in anger, "I hope Heaven punishes you for this. For causing thsi fake-ko cough!".

The coughing abruptly stopped. No sensation of wanting to cough again. It seemed to wait. Then in another minute, started to cough again.

I came out of my room, heard my brother lecturing the area near the main door. I asked how he was feeling. He said a heaviness over his head.

He was telling the madman's soul & the assorted spirit/s (that can hear) that Heaven knows their ID & is waiting to punish them slowly & terribly. All the people the madman has ruined & killed will be queuing up waiting to get their revenge. My brother will also be among them, wanting payment for the damage done to his life.

I raised my voice at the area, "Criminal!! You are NOT Divine as you claim to be! You are NOT Divine! I hope Heaven is watching EVERY single thing you are doing! I hope Heaven records very CAREFULLY & CLOSELY what you are doing. We are innocent people. You know we are innocent & yet you do this! I hope Heaven punishes you a lot A LOT for what you are doing!! You're not just a bully. You are a criminal! What you're doing is not small thing. You dare say you are from Heaven?! You don't even know there's a REAL Heaven. REAL higher beings! A REAL universal system that will not let you off so easily!".

During this scolding, my voice felt like it was constricted to raspy-ness so that I don't speak. It seemed the madman's soul & others had has enough of Bro's scolding & didn't want to hear mine. When I walked away, the raspy-ness relaxed & cleared up. 

Bro said the madman is living in a fantasy. In that fantasy that he is god, there is no punishment. He can do whatever he likes. But in REALITY, there are consequences, there is punishment.

I said the madman is a spiritual criminal. Heaven's court waiting for him. Payment for spiritual crimes is very strict. He's not going to get away with it. 

After saying what I needed to say, I went to the freezer, ate some ice cubes & didn't even cough for a while! With a real cough, if I eat ice cubes, it should be worse. But I didn't even cough. Bloody Fake-ko.

Now, readers might think we are nuts. But these symptoms that we are experiencing respond to voice insults & commands. These symptoms are paranormally caused & are Not real. It means that in reality, we are well, our bodies are well. I don't know why our bodies react to spiritual crap!

I cannot explain it so that we don't appear crazy. What I describe is exactly what is happening. So you know what kinda of bizarre craziness we go through every day & night!

That's why I repeat:  Please get us out of here quickly!!  Out of this apartment, out of this country so we can live free from this evil madness! Your donation means a lot to us!!!

And this is just the tip of the problems. This is just 1 incident out of so many weird & awful crap that's been plaguing my brother & myself.

On top of all this, I am still trying to look for a job!!  I've been trying!

If  anyone wants to lose weight, you can get your apartment haunted by crap like this. Every day & night, no peace, no rest from the spiritual assault. You are innocent but this mad thing keeps hitting. Meanwhile, our lives are being wasted every day & night by this crap because we have no money to get out!

10:44am: There is no reasoning with a madman.  It has become a mindless thing that don't know right from wrong. It just keeps haunting the apartment with a crazy vengeance over nothing.

Bro returned from breakfast to say that thing is squeezing the back of his neck. He was so pissed, he slammed the door & kicked it. He said it gives brief relief.  It's some kind of energy that dissipates when there is physical disturbance or violence against it & charges up again.

But we can't keep kicking the door to bring relief. Neither can we tear out the door.

Frankly, I don't know whether the culprit is the madman himself or a combination of himself & the entity he role-played for so many years, or just the entity if it exists or entities if they exist.

According to the spiritual healer, it is the madman himself doing this. No other entity. The madman is working with negative entities. And has been doing so for a while.

The madman is a terribly neglectful & manipulative parent who has been harming his children & even now in adulthood.

The spiritual healer whom I contacted overseas was so disgusted when his findings discovered this.  He & his working spiritual healer partner were close to sneering at such a man. Disgusting. Shameful. Harming your own children in such a way.

As the healers couldn't stop the madman from continuing his mad black magic or spirit disturbances over us, they advised us to get out of the country.  The madman cannot be saved, cannot be changed.

We don't know if the madman is dead or alive.  Even if dead, if Heaven or Hell don't grab him, he'll continue causing problems.

He'll mindlessly continue haunting this apartment. If we manage to get out to another side of the world, the link to us may be broken.

11:38a.m.: Bro intended to go out. But shortly returned home. Violently slammed the gate & door a few times. Said the thing keeps latching onto the back of his head. He can't think! It dulls & numbs his mind & it's like depression but it's not his! It's like an energy bubble that latches onto the crown & back of his head & changes position when brushed aside with his hand.

He guesses the madman is dumping his madness on us. And we are somehow linked to feel the madman's dementia. Or he's under medication that is numbing his crazy brain & my brother is somehow linked to it.

We have tried everything & can't break that link to the madman. First of all, we don't even know what is causing that link. We have already denounced his relationship to us. He was never there when we were growing up. He is non-existent!  Without knowing what is causing that link, we don't know the solution to break it!!!

Bro said he couldn't even go out! He stopped at the  bus-stop & had to come back home. It was really bad.

We are going to the temple. I was supposed to scour the internet for job openings & then go out, but there's no choice today. No time to look for jobs.

10:53p.m.:  Only 9.30p.m., & trouble already started soon after we came home. Bro complained of a swimmy feeling. I agreed because I had already felt it sooner than him but didn't say anything.

Every time he coughed, he feels poking pain in his right side. He says it's unnatural. I said maybe he coughed too hard? He shook his head. I  agree because using certain external irrational-looking methods, the pain can be lessened or made to go away. So it's not real. For our security, I am not mentioning the methods.

I was unable to identify the source of our coughs. After the temple visit, I'm using another method.

.... Didn't seem to work. Bro was still coughing very badly while at my laptop.  I was also coughing but less while I sat on my bed waiting in the experiment.

After taking another bath, while plugging & unplugging my hair dryer in the socket under my laptop stand, I discovered something. When I bent towards the floor to plug or unplug, I coughed. As I straightened away from the floor, the cough stopped. I tried it again. The same thing.

It means that whatever is triggering the cough, is low on the floor.  A short imp?

All our visits to temples, I never asked for help. I asked for information only, keeping a neutral mind. At the end, I said "thank you". Since we have no money to donate, the least I can do is give thanks for the help or at least for their religious space that we take up.

Every time I received a divination explanation slip from the caretakers, I thanked them. I notice everyone not thanking them. Why? The divination slips are answers from the gods that people are asking for help, so why would people not thank the caretakers for conveying to them the answer slips?

I notice the caretakers appreciate being thanked (although they say nothing, they perk up subtly) & thanking the caretakers is also thanking the gods or entities for the answers.

11:52p.m.: Now that was strange. I was still coughing. Irritating. I moved a talisman to a spot that I've been having a feeling to put.

At about the same moment after I set down the talisman, I heard the flap of a wing outside my window. Eh? Something just flew away but it's 11:52pm & there is no one passing under my apartment. And I distinctly heard the flap of wing like a real bird just took off outside my window.

And my cough is gone. Well, not entirely. But better now.

1:01a.m.: I still can't stop the cough that still hasn't cleared. Don't know what is it. Where it's coming from. And there's that unnatural drowsiness trying to force me to sleep while I'm checking the job ads.

I recall Bro's words this afternoon. We are like a military unit running out of ammo, running out of food rations, running out of men. Hiding in a trench with heavy cross-firing above. Where is reinforcement? When's the war gonna end?

Urgent CrowdFunding for Brother & Sister to Get Away from Evil

10:56am 21 Dec Thurs

We have no means of escape. Our appeal for financial help is our only choice. Please donate any amount you can. This is Not a scam.

We don't even have money to pay the bills.

There ought to be spiritual help organisations like the US Witness Protection Program that relocates people  to new places in secret to live new lives far away in safety.

How much does it take to build a new life in another country?  I think we need at least $100,000 or at least an amount that buys air fare, rental accomodation, work permits, transport over there & food etc.. while I go for job interviews. A job is not going to land on our laps if we are not there.  Also, depending on which country, I will need to learn the language & go for classes.

Crowdfunding sites don't work for me because they use Stripe. I get a blank screen when signing up. Neither can I use Paypal since it's goes crazy on me every time. Also crowdfunding does not work if there is no publicity.

Please e-mail thezinepin@gmail.com & I'll provide banking details. If you're in Singapore, ATM transfer or I-banking. If you're overseas, bank to bank transfer does incur some banking fee, or you might consider Western Union.

I don't know what to do in this situation. If only someone can tell us what is going on so we know what to do. What is wrong with the apartment? The rooms? What is wrong on us? Is something latched onto us?

Based on strangers' positive reactions when taking to us, nothing wrong is on us. Strangers view us favourably & even come forward themselves to talk to my brother in kind ways. So what is this thing that is spiritually bothering our heads & spirits?

If we have no money, we can work. Right? No problem. But every day & night, we are harrassed by this spiritual disturbance that doesn't stop & even ruins our lives & disturbs our work places. It doesn't let us sleep, causes mental & physical deprivation every night for my brother & myself.

Physical harrassment, we can still call the police. But this? Spiritual harrassment who to call? Ghostbusters? There are none in Singapore!!

Just this morning, again. And tonight, it will be causing trouble again. It doesn't stop! My brother has been solving it many times, but it keeps coming back!! What is it?? I really don't know.

Could be the demon/entity/spirit that our crazy father worshipped when we were kids. Or could be the crazy man himself, delusional & manifesting his psychic madness against his own children.

I am currently looking for a job & I'm really worried. No amount of cash I earn working can save our lives!!

As I said in the previous post, a spiritual healer overseas who helped us, advised us to get out of the country. There is no solution to this thing. And there is no use wasting time fighting it!

We are also no longer young. We don't have youth to waste!! We just want a peaceful place to do the simple things we enjoy doing.  A simple countryside somewhere or a small city somewhere far away from Southeast Asia is fine.  The further, the better.

All our lives have been manipulated, controlled in a dictatorship family. My brother & I have had no happiness. Plus devil or demon or entity worship when we were children. All our life paths blocked. We haven't been able to get out anywhere! It's been an iron grip of despair & emptiness throughout our lives.

Now this thing happens. And wouldn't let go. And we still have no money to escape after all these years!!

I want to detail the symptoms that we are experiencing but it would take too long. I can only say that anyone in our position would be driven mad because there are no breaks or brakes. It's some kind of crazy roller-coaster spirit madness that won't stop. And wherever we go in Singapore or even to the nearby islands, it won't stop.

That's why the spiritual healer advised us to get out of the country. Not just the next town or city.

We think it's our father's delusional madness that is manifesting this spiritual disturbance. He's old & has gone completely crazy & is attacking us by putting some kind of hex or spell on the apartment & us living in it.

Is it black magic? I don't know.  According to the spiritual healer, the madman is working & has been working with negative entities. Apparently, in his past life, he was a dark sorcerer.  I don't know why we can't just have  a father who is normal like everybody else. 

If the madman is alive or dead, we don't know. Even if dead, he's going to continue causing problems.

My brother senses that the madman sends spirits/ghosts/entities to our apartment & the madman's soul has taken residence in a corner of what used to be his room (master bedroom). If his soul is constantly in the apartment, doesn't it mean that the madman is already dead? We don't know.

Rather than waste time & lives trying to find out, it's better to just get out.  This thing is not going to let go. If you believe in divination lots, even the Buddhas at Waterloo Street (Kuan Yin Temple) say that immigration is advisable.

Previously at the start, I used dowsing method to find out that all our rooms contain many spirit portals, some in mid-air, some even above my brother's mattress. The most number in the master bedroom. Our apartment is like Swiss cheese & we don't know when that happened. It explains the weird incidents over the years.

We can't stay in this apartment or this country any more.

If some kind person can donate some money that is plenty enough to get us out, we would be most grateful. You would be doing something very merciful & generous in your life if you can help us, because we are in seriously deep shit.

Once out, I plan to build or re-build our lives & hope we can salvage the remaining years of our lives in the new place.

Your donation means a lot to us. We are not greedy people & asking for help is embarrassing. We are also forced to acknowledge the difficult fact that we can't stay here anymore & have to live & work in unfamiliar territory.

If we had money now, I would get our passports ready & make arrangements for accomodation & work at the other place. In a week once we got our passport, we'll get out.

We cannot & must not stay here any longer!!!  The longer we remain, the more the evil drives us insane.

Yet at the moment, I have to get a job & tonight, we put up with this unknown spiritual madness all over again.  My poor brother is so wrung out!! Can't someone please help us?!!!

If anyone can help us, you would be even better than all the churches & temples & gods.  Because not even the local Tibetan Rinpoche bothers to call my contact number even though we went to the temple (Thekchen Choling) to ask for help 3 times!!  Disappointingly,  the "Rinpoche" isn't interested in giving real help to people in trouble. He don't even attend his own "higher Tantric" classes!!

[Update: 11:10a.m. 9 Feb Fri: The Rinpoche did help us. His aide called us 1 week later to come to the session. He was ill but still attended to people for so many hours. Waited many hours to see him. He gave us advice & some powerful stuff!! Thank you Rinpoche!!!]

We can't sell the apartment because it's not entirely in our names. Also, I don't want another person who doesn't know anything to innocently buy our haunted apartment & suffer the effects.