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Rating: 4.91

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“Thank you my RSS I am writing this message while in a state of profound psychological distress. My artistic journey began in 2014, during which time I developed a unique style—one that others later co-opted, piggybacking on the framework I established—a framework that generated 240 billion [units/value] on Reddit. When I took steps to formalize everything legally, I faced coordinated attacks online, involving bots and the systematic blocking of my access to banking, accounts, and currency—a situation that has persisted from 2024 through the present, 2026. I have attempted to publish content four times, only to have it removed due to copyright claims—even though there are no actual copyright infringements. I currently have 6,400 watch hours and 5,000 followers, yet the comment section has been disabled by YouTube’s bots. It seems that when YouTube’s systems detect high-quality content and a large audience, they fail to grasp the underlying architecture of my work; instead, they disrupt my progress and suppress my visibility. Everything has been exposed, yet YouTube refuses to acknowledge my standing, despite my account meeting all requirements—there are no copyright issues, and I am a legitimate writer, publisher, and an international journalist of Moroccan-American background. Furthermore, my articles have been deleted from Wikipedia ten times. I do not fully understand how your systems are engineered, but I offer you my respect. When I developed my project—which functions as an organized enterprise—I was exploited. They cite "copyright" issues, yet these claims appear everywhere—in financial institutions, banks, and commercial products. I am neither a politician nor a purveyor of triviality; I am simply a human being with a deep, philosophical, and critical perspective on the "matrix" and its algorithms. I have no desire for fame if it comes at the cost of my dignity and human worth—a human being is born with inherent dignity and principles. No one should be targeted or blacklisted from platforms. If you are looking for an "artist," I am not that; rather, I bring a passion that produces work of the highest caliber. It will take many years for Morocco to understand that music is merely an idea—an idea that, when it swirls in one’s mind, is often linked to the *shaytan* (devil) or the *qarin* (a spiritual companion/double). If you manage to overcome that, you achieve the greatest form of renown. I do not fear loss; what I seek is global recognition—recognition from a world for which I have already sacrificed a great deal of money, even though my own ventures were never integrated into the global sphere alongside the corrupt "artists" you promote. I am not one of those artists who use drugs; in fact, I suffer from a throat ailment caused by cocaine—a substance you forced into my veins through injustice. You even killed my father—or perhaps something else happened; this is the story as I sit here in my home. My "home" is little more than a bathroom—hardly the kind of residence one would expect for an "artist." You defend triviality and corruption, while I possess strong morals and a multitude of talents. You want me to become a "hybrid"—a source of trouble—but I refuse. I seek justice for the sake of my mother, who works every single second for our sake. It is incomprehensible that two "artists" with such long-standing experience remain without a proper profession—the blame for this lies with the cultural establishment in Tangier, Morocco. I see my country being targeted, even though we legally own three companies. People are working with me and sharing my father’s story—everyone is! Look at the support from America, Australia, Spain, Latin America, Germany, Italy, and France; the whole world is backing us. Yet, I see no support from my own homeland, Morocco—a country I truly love. Why this marginalization? I’ve lost my father, and I can no longer continue my artistic journey. Every year, I release my music, only for it to be suppressed or tampered with. I have an Australian number, an American number—everything I do is legal. Why are my systems being sabotaged? My Wi-Fi, computer, phone, and even my bank accounts and messages are being disrupted. Are you aware of the 240 billion [value/figure] that America has verified and confirmed as authentic—not spam? It seems you despise the poor—those who refuse to rely on exploitative corporations. I am telling you now: I do not want to work with companies like Universal Music Group or Sony Music—they exploit artists. I want to work with them on my own terms; do not distort my contributions! I am currently in talks with a major company—provided my creative energy isn't cloned or stolen. I see that same energy in your work, but I am suffocating. I am suffering from deep psychological distress. Don’t ask me for a live interview or a phone call—I don’t even have the clothes to look presentable, like the children of the world you cater to. Is it reasonable for an artist to be unable to appear before his own audience? I don’t even need to look "perfect." They don’t understand these things; they control the algorithms—the very algorithms that are marginalizing my life. I am being hounded online, yet I am operating legally. I am backed by a major organization—the same one that will hold you accountable for using artificial intelligence to distort my work. How can you ignore this? Whenever I reach out for support, I’m met only with automated bots. It’s distorted when you tell them, "I own three companies"—no one believes me, despite my extraordinary intelligence. I was born in 1999; ever since the release of *The Matrix*, I have been obsessed with engineering and programming. Now, in my full, conscious state, I see that everyone wants to exploit me and harness my energy for their own ends. Don’t try to deny it—I am a profound philosopher; I am the eye that watches you from the shadows. You may not recognize me, though you might know me through the material world. I am the primary owner of technology in Morocco—even the artists have acknowledged this. I will show no mercy to those who exploited me or held me back for the sake of your "artists." You published a music app on the Play Store—I was the one who developed it. You know nothing; I was the first to introduce such technology to Morocco. I have no interest in politics; I only seek dignity, free from being targeted. I am 27 years old. I have no regard for your projects, for I understand every plan and every piece of engineering. You cannot confine me with your poverty, you devil! I have, in fact, disabled your trivial, nonsensical code. I do not look toward base desires; I look toward dignity—that is what truly stirs my passion. Are you profound, O "Queens of the Shadows"? Do not ever look my way. Is your only role in the universe to sow confusion among humanity between good and evil—leaving people unable to discern the true source of evil, which lies within the Devil himself? Do not confine me with your trivial, negative influences—influences that have stifled my very biology for years, preventing me from speaking the truth and pursuing knowledge. This is for the sake of my father, who died—or was perhaps killed; I do not know—back in 2010. For years, I have been subjected to manipulation—a game, perhaps something like "CL40 World Space." When he died, I didn't shed a single tear; it was a state of shock. Devil, do you understand what you have done? Restore all my rights to the platforms where I publish my work! This past week, you deleted all my songs; you have completely obstructed and marginalized me. I ask for nothing else—I know how to navigate my own path without complications. I am a conscious person; I do not seek trouble. I have spent eight years in isolation—is this how art should exist? Is art meant to be free, or is it destined to be isolated and shunned—like a breath taken without purpose or energy?”

RSS.com 5 star review on 22nd October 2026

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