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Martin Malik

My name is Martin and this is my story. I travel because it is fun and a great way to continue self-education which enriches the worldview and opens my eyes to unnoticeable things, both in the distant countries and the closest ones. Let's get to know other cultures but let's also respect and defend our own.


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My account has been blocked many times for publishing truth and conservative views.

Facebook is a leftist fortress, that truth defines as "hate speech", and common sense as "discrimination." It even happened that Facebook removed the post of pope emeritus Benedict XVI, because it was too conservative - but professionally speaking, it didn't meet the Facebook's "community standards". Another time Facebook censored a photo of Father Christmas kneeling in front of baby Jesus, describing it as "violent content".

In addition, Facebook regularly removes "likes" from right-wing websites and brings them down in search results. Facebook in theory "allows" to promote articles criticizing homosexual propaganda and anti-immigrant policies , but at the same time it does not promote them, because the number of visits in such posts is frozen.

The best known intelligence agencies in the world are: CIA, FBI, MI5, MOSSAD, KGB ..... Google and Facebook. By creating a Facebook account, you set up your own police file!

Think well before you give information about yourself on this important wing of the CIA. We live in times when it is not necessary to brutally interrogate "the enemies of the revolution", if there is a device thanks to which people willingly say what they have done, and even what they will do. Facebook knows who you are connected to; and if you are really naive, it also knows your family and your car registration number. To the secret services, Facebook is a dream come true.

Facebook is a mine that extracts information about you instead of coal, and makes money on your privacy. Really, there is no privacy anymore, and technology becomes more dangerous. As confirmed by Facebook's founder silence, I think that even if you delete your FB account, the info about you stays with them forever.

To those who doubt in "freedom of speech", I advise to learn how to fake your IP address. The first rule is that IP address does not travel with the user, although there are other ways. If someone is an "intolerant racist", and wants to write on FB that: English people are white and only white, that he doesn't want to transform Big Ben into a minaret, and that anus was designed only for toilet purposes, then it is better to post such comments outside of your address, because otherwise, as I have read: "the brave men in police uniforms have no problem in finding a delinquent who promotes an extremist material". This is not Communism by the way , but "progressive democracy".

In addition, Facebook is designed to be addictive. Its template quickly catches the eye, it lets people to complain about social and political matters, and those who feel lonely have their own communities on FB, so they don't feel that lonely anymore. Users are rewarded and punished, that's why they try to present themselves the best the can in the eyes of their communities. They unconsciously open the door to police, secret services, and foreign consulates issuing visas . FB and other social networking sites promote false, improved image of their own reality, for which they want to be admired and rewarded.

Dreams versus Reality- on social platforms.

Do not try to promote an improved image of yourselves on the internet, because you are chasing an unreal dream, which could become a terrible mental blow during the first brutal contact with reality.

Instead, I advise you to learn manual jobs which develop thinking and independence - (carpentry, construction, plumbing, herbology), so we don't end up with a generation of idiots, whose whole world ends with stupid selfies and Facebook likes.

Twitter is another Marxist platform led by Marxist trash; and that's why my Twitter account has been already suspended. Generally on Twitter, church and white people can be offended at will, but on the other hand criticism of homosexual movements and anti-liberal, non-globalist views lead to account suspension. I also noticed that especially quotes from the Bible, to Twitter are like salt in the eye.

When it comes to women, I advise them to learn how to bake cakes for their husbands, instead of flexing their buds on Instagram. Social media is also designed to outcast people from the real society, because people whose attention is constantly hijacked by tablets, smartphones and computers, do not have time to interact with real people.

“People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.”

— Aldous Huxley

Throw away your smartphone, and use cheap trashy phones without internet access, and use temporary SIM cards with them. After a week or two, burn them and use another disposable trashy phone. You will be safer and you will keep more privacy from the constantly stalking You eyes of the Big Brother. If several million people did it, smartphones would be free, on a condition of long contracts and internet connection. Stop wasting your life on pressing buttons on your smartphone that you don't even fully understand, and which have already taken over your freedom. Instead, talk to a living human being, have connection with the natural beauty, and your phone can be as primitive as possible. I even think that not using a smartphone these days is an act of rebellion against Big Brother, who wants to control us more and more through visually attractive but to most of us incomprehensible, more advanced applications.

In my point of view phone addiction is a dangerous disease of civilization

"Freedom of speech" on social media is not free, privacy is like golden dust, and officially it is neither Communism nor censorship, but "progressive democracy" based on total invigilation - through creating a pleasant and technically advanced concentration camp with glass walls!

"Believe nothing you hear, and only half the you see."

- Edgar Allan Poe

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Whilst travelling from the Christian remains of Constantinople and the ancient sands of Persia, through the Himalayas, the Great Wall of China and the dense jungles of Borneo, I realized that the world must have its order. Therefore despite my beautiful adventures and experiences I always remembered which culture I myself belonged to, and I also appreciated the beauty and values of our beautiful - White Christian civilization.

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Trip to Singapore 2004

By: Martin Malik
All travel reports are translated electronically although minor improvements are sometimes made.

Trip to Singapore 2004

My trip: Singapore town – Sentosa island.

Singapore city

(City description, architecture, monuments, Singapore law, river area, Chinatown, Little India, Merlion and other things).

So begins my beautiful and worth every moment, visit in Singapore. I reached the border early in the morning, before sunrise. This island is connected to Malaysia by means of a bridge and an embankment after which I got to Singapore. I got a stamp that gave me permission to stay for three months and then entered the island. Moving on the left, the first thing that caught my eye was the impeccable cleanliness of the route and then on the streets and very well maintained vegetation. When the bus stopped at the Queen Street terminal, after a few minutes a New Zealand boy came to me and said he had a hostel nearby and asked if I was looking for accommodation. I agreed because this time I had no plan. On the way we took one German and soon came to the place. The Hostel “Sleep Sam” was very well equipped and housed in the historical part of the Malayan city, Kampong Glam. All the houses were painted in different colors, all had shutters and tall palms rose on the street. But it was too dark to start sightseeing so I slept in the living room for a couple of hours to look forward to the morning. The next day I got a map in hand and went to explore Singapore. It was a very hot day but to withstand. My attention was paid to the cleanliness previously unparalleled in other parts of Asia and beautiful exotic vegetation. I started with Arab Street in which there was a magnificent Sultan mosque built in 1828 and the center of the Islamic community on the island. In Singapore there are about 80 mosques and this is the oldest. The mosque was built in the traditional Muslim way, with a huge dome on the roof and a minaret on each side of the world. It seems more interesting that the mosque is surrounded by palm trees and in the vicinity there are buildings in a completely different style.

Passing through Arab Street and then Muscat Street I reached the Beach Road on which was the monumental, great hospital named Sir Raffles` founder of Singapore. The whole building is surrounded by greenery with beautiful palm trees, which are everywhere here. In Singapore, you can see the name Raffles. There is a street, a town, a hospital, a hotel (one of the best) and of course his monument – as the book data says – stands where he first set foot on the new territory. Next to the hospital-on Fraser Street, there is another noteworthy building-Parkview Square Buliding but colloquially called it, “The Batman Building.” It is tall and dark and looks like one of the buildings of Gotham City with Batman. Also surrounded by palm trees, but I was interested in sculptures here. At the entrance stands a statue of a golden stork, going up to the flight and at the back there is a fountain and monuments of outstanding people. It is nice to have a Polish accent here as one of the monuments presents Fryderyk Chopin. Next to it was a gray and tall, The Gateway Building, which from some angles seemed thin and sharp as a piece of paper. Going further towards Little India, passing through extra clean and green streets, I noticed that most of the streets have English names although there is a lot of Chinese and Malay and Muslim sound. I would say that street names are as culturally diverse as the cosmopolitan population of Singapore. The population is composed of 80% Chinese, 19% Indians and the rest are Europeans and refugees from Indonesia and Bangladesh. That is why in Singapore you can see mosque, church or Buddhist temple in different parts of the city and I feel like I was in another country. Walking further I just admired the surroundings and so I got to the inexpensive restaurant where I ate my first Singapore breakfast. Just as everywhere here, even cheap things mean purity and quality. During my further walk I saw some important objects. The first was St. Andrew’s Cathedral, completed in the late 1930s and founded by Sir Stamford Raffles himself. The Cathedral served as an Anglican church and was one of the few Gothic buildings in the region. Unfortunately, it was hit by lightning several times and therefore had to be dismantled and then rebuilt in 1860. The cathedral was not to be overlooked was the Swiss hotel, which is the highest in Singapore.

Next to the buildings was the office in the Padang district, where Singapore declared its independence in 1965. The building consists of two parts – old and new. The first one is built in a more traditional style and the new one with a big roof plate that looks like a UFO. After a while I got to the subway, which is the real pride of this country. It’s called MRT and it’s an abbreviation of Mass Rapid Transit. MRT is air conditioned, punctual, very modern and very clean. There are three main lines that reach all the major parts of the main island but I think there will be more soon. Inside was a crowd of people in suits, smelling even in this hot climate and on the walls of the queue were warnings what can not be done. It is worth mentioning that Singapore is a city-state of law. Drug trafficking threatens death and it also appeared on the form before entering Singapore. In the city there are signs warning of unauthorized access, but there are many other prohibitions that made this place a joke and is known as a city of fine. For example, you can not import chewing gum. Failure to observe cleanliness, for example, throwing rubbish into the street or cigarette butts, smoking in air conditioned rooms, eating and drinking in the subway and buses – all these things in Singapore are high fines. I was reading this kind of warnings by the metro. Personally, I think this is a very good idea and should be everywhere. I got off at Little India Station, another attraction of my interest, as it is the center of the Indian population in Singapore and thus gives you the opportunity to experience a different culture and cuisine – just a couple of metro stops from the last place. I was lucky because it was the great Indian festival of Diwali, and therefore the whole street was decorated with colorful flower wreaths and the Indians were preparing the main street – Serangoon Road, for fun and they started to spread their stalls. Indeed, the entire street looked quite different from the part of Singapore I had seen so far. There were many restaurants in traditional Indian food where chapati, naan and tea tasted deliciously. Also signs on the street and the names of shops were in Hindi, Bengali and Tamil languages, while Chinese and Malay were rare.

Although the whole area is called Little India, the people I met were not always from India. Many were from other sub-continent countries, such as Bangladesh or Pakistan, who also identified themselves with this particular place. In the evening it was more interesting because even though it was night, on Serangoon Road in Little India one could feel the true cultural mood of small India. The stalls were filled with things rather less needed but all were colorful, there were plenty of them and the vendors were encouraged to buy in their native language. It was Indian music, and in the pubs you could sit down with a cup of tea. If shopping was not enough, the Mustafa Center was close by where you could buy almost anything for an incredibly low price. There is also a mosque and several hindu temples that give a deeper look to the culture of India. But I did not go to any of them because I was more than impressed with what was happening on the street during Diwhali. The next day I spent some time in the area where I lived – Kampong Glam, and then I went to China Town. But before I got there, I reached the river and stood on the bridge at North Bridge Road. On the left I saw Boat Quay and on the right Clarke Quay. The Singapore River was always very important and was always the center of social and commercial life – even long before Raffles arrived. Boat Quay and Clarke Quay are very attractive. There are many restaurants, bars and cafes and all are illuminated after dark. There is no shortage of street vendors who have their stalls on the river for a warm climate and the river makes you want to just stay here, drink cold drinks and enjoy the surroundings. Both places are located on opposite sides of the river, so you can get here by boat or water taxi. Once these places were famous for the opium trade but today with the current rigorous law, this is a place to relax. Clarke Quay is made up of low-rise buildings with red roofs, and a large financial center with its skyscrapers is just behind it. Next to Marina Bay is the real power of Singapore. It is an impressive financial center where the world’s largest banks are located. I think, as I will compare this wonderful city to Hong Kong, which is also the economic phenomenon of East Asia. Being in Singapore, the Merlion is worth mentioning, which is a symbol of the city that I have seen several times. Singapore is called the lion city because Merlion is half lion and half fish. Lion represents the roots of Singapore as a “lion city” and fish means close links with water. Upon returning to the river I went down the main street towards China Town. There is a street full of shops of all kinds and small restaurants from different parts of the world. Immediately I bought a shirt with the words “Singapore-city penalty”, which contained all prohibited things. Apart from such offenses as littering or importing chewing gum, there were also warnings that you could not spit and pee in the elevator. But more than the shops themselves, nicely incorporated into the old, low-rise buildings, I liked the Hindu temple of Sri Mariamman.

It is the oldest temple of its kind in Singapore, which is the center of Indian culture and tradition. It comes from the middle of the 19th century and is dedicated to the goddess Sri Mariamman, who is well known for treating diseases. As a curiosity I will add that the temple of the same name is found in many parts of Asia as the Indian community is spread throughout the world. The shape of this beautiful building is characteristic of southern India, which is a shrinking temple with many colorful statues of saints and statues of sacred cows. It looked amazing and very distinctive on the street. I believe that anyone visiting Singapore and not yet in southern India should definitely see this temple because it gives a broader perspective on the religious architecture of the Indian subcontinent. After some time I reached China Town where as its name implies, it is a center of Chinese culture. I was always accompanied by beautiful nature, palm trees, stalls full of goods and beautiful weather. China Town is divided into several parts but I arrived straight to the MRT station of the same name and I think that from here I had the most convenient point to see this part of town. After spending a couple of hours here, it’s easy to see that Chinatown’s biggest attraction is just a small town with its many shops of all kinds. You can buy everything from plastic Buddha figures through Chinese ornaments, ending with dried fish and sea horses. I sat down at one of several pubs to drink jasmine tea and try the cooked rice with something I did not know. From here I had a good point to observe chewing rice and running in the rush of the Chinese. I have to say, unfortunately, that Singapore was not so clean although it did not bother me. In addition to the previously described Sri Mariamman temple there are a few other temples to see and mosk but I was most interested in the overall impression and atmosphere of this place and that is what I recommend to travelers here. After a dusk between Pagoda Street and Smith Street, a great bazaar begins. Then it becomes brighter and colorful and it is the best time to try Chinese traditional brewed tea and try the Cantonese Duck. You can take a long walk and watch the Chinese street flooded.

Sentosa island

On my last day I went to Singapore’s Sentosa Island and south of the main island. Sentosa is an amusement park for locals and tourists. You can ride here on a sleigh, 600 meters, winding down and see the wonderful aquarium and dolphinarium. Sentosa can be reached by cable car, but when I reached the port I took a bus on the embankment connecting two islands. Too bad I did not pick up the queue because I could have better views but the ride on the embankment was nice too, the more I had the sea on both sides. This was the day I spent on the beach for swimming and exercise. The beach, palms, beautiful weather and all the perfect setting of this exotic place made me not want to move from there even to the dolphinarium. Of the most important things I saw only the great-thirty meter Merlion and it was quite an impressive view of half lion and half fish. The next day I got up at 5.30 in the morning and took the first MRT to the port. In this way, this time my stay in this magical place ended. Check-in was fast and as usual with no problem and when leaving Singapore passenger motorboat I once again saw the great Merlion. This time I was heading for Sumatra.


Singapore was beautiful and after a few days spent here I can only say that a few days would not be enough. The city has impressed me with its modernity, its cleanliness and its vast historical heritage and natural charms. Because of its history, Singapore is also the best place in this part of Asia to taste the cuisine of many parts of the world and get acquainted with the culture of ethnic groups living here. For me Singapore was primarily another, very informative experience where in such a small area there is so much to see from so many different parts of the world. In addition to learning history and exploring the cultures of national minorities, you can have fun here, enjoy sports and spend time on the beautiful beach. To me personally, this country / city made a great impression.



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