Sequence of Calm, the Solitude of the Plantation

Remembrance of the quietness, that eerie feeling of being alone in the palm oil plantation back in Malaysia. Banishing such thoughts, not an easy feat, nor would I consciously do it now. Poverty, homelessness and that sticky cesspool of social stigmatization that can be found in the grueling fields of tall trees and wild shrubs.

Beyond the barb wire, the trees wait
Palm Oil
Tall, majestic trees towering to the sky

Foul water in a ditch, bordering the plantation

Rural Poverty in Malaysia
A 'pondok' where plantation workers rest or have their meals

Roadside fruit stalls, business is slow

Durians, expensive - times are bad

Durians in Malaysia
... *sigh* ...

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