Dear all,
If I haven't been posting much lately it's cos I need some time to get over the HSA lawsuit.
I'm also busy recently with preparations for my criminal trials which are coming up next year.
In the next few months, it will get rather intense for me.
I have given everything for this fight. Sacrificed for strangers who threw me under the bus. Defamed by people I've helped in the past but chose to listen instead to the brainwashing by my enemies.
I've concluded that some people are just weaklings. They don't trust their own experiences but get swayed easily by words from strangers who did nothing for them.
And yet despite it all, I have to remember Our Lord's Prayer. Forgive us our sins so as to forgive those who have sinned against us.
It's not easy. But I try. Afteall, I'm only human and sometimes I need to lie down and forget all the evils of this world and the pains upon us.
Unforgiveness is a poison we drink hoping the other person would die. So I choose to forgive and to hang on to whatever little faith I have left for this world.
It's a cruel world. A survivor of the fittest.
Even though I'm resting, I do not conceed defeat. The only way we are going to come through is by embracing the selfless parts of ourselves, the courageous and honourable part of us to do the right thing.
Recently I interviewed a Japanese activist. There are so many scientists, doctors and ordinary citizens standing up to what's happening because Japanese people are honourable. They value their morals and values above money because they cannot bring themselves to hurt another human being knowingly just to keep their jobs.
I will be posting that interview soon. I hope we can learn from the Japanese people to also be honourable and if the Singaporean people were to prevail, it is to remember that all of us are responsible for each other, for speaking up no matter how tough and to remember that money is not the most important thing in the world. Honour is. Always do the right thing no matter how tough. That is how we can have a better Singapore.
Thank you to those who reached out and comforted me. There have been better days. But for now, I wept for Singapore.
The broken train tracks are a reminder that we have lost track of what is important in life.
Incorrputibility only happens when people have the courage to tell the truth despite their ranks and positions and the system allows for self correction outside the centres of power.
Sadly, we seem to be veering off course. The tracks are broken.
Iris Koh
t.me/healingthedivide