The Muruku Murmurations

Recently Swit Marie has gotten more active on the HitRECord platform and started working on new material and collaborations. This was definitely the highlight of 2020 for her years of writing in the past few years. Reaching an international audience and being part of a community of creatives through this project involving over 180 contributors. The piece that was submitted for the This Is Malaysia video by HitRECord was derived from Dragon Tail . This Is Malaysia  final script remixed by Matt Conley from 8 contributors. This I s Malaysia video. The morning sun greets the mist of the hills, Joy seeps into my lungs as the morning dew kisses my cheeks, Peppercorn scents sing melodies of what the day could be. Waking up to the clouds embracing the mountain ranges This is where my heart belongs My fingertips touch the sparkle in the air made by the sun rays that love the mist My shoulders rise with the lightness of the sunrise. A symphony of swallows sifting through the clouds, Murmuratio

In November 2019, I had the opportunity to participate in BALOH! with the Urbanscapes Festival at Kwai Chai Hong in the heart of Kula Lumpur where my dad used to grew up. I went head to head with MC Stiff in a poetry debate. Topic:  College VS Life Foundation Would you rather be thrown into the deep end? Have the risk of drowning or learning how to swim Would you trust a lifeguard without training A doctor with no paper Would you trust a lacky with subjective truth? Or a professor, mentor and teacher Higher learning is the higher ground Having a foundation that you can depend on. Test of Life You have to understand, Quantification of your qualification Comes from structured education Having consistency in efficacy Pre-testing in safe zones Trumps trial and error in a real fire Pressures of well designs simulations Instead of free reign experimentations Guidance My cikgu says to learn how to do it right the first time My mother says that experience is gathered over time My sensei tell

Looks like a lot of 2019 has been a stream of consciousness, maybe it's just my mind being a complete mess for most of the year. At this point now in 2020, things are starting to come to the surface and the mind is more still which gives me more room to breathe.  There’s a storm here again tonight. It’s been a strange day. Begun and ended violently.  I lay here in my bed listening to the wind and the driving rain assaulting my windows. But I’m safe and warm. Protected here from turmoil as I am by your presence in my life.  I feel so removed as to almost appreciate the chaos just beyond the shroud of comfort which surrounds me. As I do in the care and kindness and love I feel in being with you. Your presence makes the troubles of my life seem further away. Like a storm outside my windows. You’re not my shield from it. But in my mind, you are here with me. And the safety I feel in your presence allows me to appreciate the beauty in all that chaos. In the trivial problems of every day