بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

In the Name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

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CHAPTER 9 — THE SUPERUSER OFFICE

Welcome to Chapter 9.

THE SUPERUSER OFFICE.

Before I can talk about the Superuser Office, I have to give you a link to who I am, my family history, and the journey that brought me here.

I am going to be writing an epic saga.

A journey.

A rediscovery of my past.

A tour that will take me across history, across civilizations, and, God willing, into the presence of Royal Families, scholars, builders, and people who understand that the future is not something you wait for.

THE FUTURE IS SOMETHING YOU DESIGN.

Some of you are not on X.

Some of you have never followed my work.

Some of you have no idea what has been happening for the last decade.

I suppose that is understandable.

I only post regularly in two places:

X.

TikTok.

That is it.

There is no third platform.

There is no secret network.

There is no marketing team.

There is no social media department.

There is only time.

And I value my time.

In fact, I value time more than almost anything else.

I do not enjoy being contacted by human beings simply for the sake of being contacted.

COMMUNICATION WITHOUT PURPOSE IS NOISE.

CONVERSATION WITHOUT CONTRIBUTION IS NOISE.

A person who is not working on a project, who cannot demonstrate proof of work, who has not built anything, who has not contributed anything, is usually preparing to waste your time.

The exception, of course, is the Blessed People.

The people who help me fight my ego.

The people who help me improve my character.

The people who remind me of God.

The people who help me confront my own weaknesses.

THOSE PEOPLE ARE PRICELESS.

Everyone else must compete with time.

Because TIME IS THE GREAT FILTER.

Time separates the winners from the losers.

Time separates intention from action.

Time separates dreams from achievement.

Time separates those who merely talk from those who build.

If you ever meet someone who does not respect their own time, be careful.

Do not allow them to waste yours.

Because all they will ultimately do is transfer their disorder into your life.

THE SUPERUSER OFFICE BEGINS WITH THIS UNDERSTANDING.

THE OFFICE IS ABOUT TIME.

But to be more specific, it is about designing a future that has not yet arrived.

A future office.

A future institution.

A future role.

A future responsibility.

I call it:

THE SUPERUSER.

You may call it the Superman Office.

You may call it the Batman Office.

You may call it the Spider-Man Office.

The name does not matter.

THE RESPONSIBILITY DOES.

THE STANDARDS DO.

THE RECORD DOES.

THE TRUTH DOES.

What matters is that, in the future, people will have to earn the privilege of being selected.

Not selected by political parties.

Not selected by donors.

Not selected by lobbyists.

But selected through the quality of their work.

Selected through the quality of their record.

Selected through the quality of their contribution.

And increasingly, selected by systems capable of examining that record honestly.

I AM NOT LOOKING AT TODAY'S WORLD.

I am looking beyond it.

I am looking toward a future where AI has permanently changed civilization.

A future where society no longer operates according to the assumptions we inherited from the twentieth century.

A future where every contribution matters.

A future where every action leaves a trace.

A future where people are judged by the scroll of their deeds.

By the quality of their work.

By the sweat they invested.

By the sacrifices they made.

By the brilliance they contributed.

Offline.

Online.

Public.

Private.

EVERYTHING EVENTUALLY BECOMES PART OF THE RECORD.

EVERYTHING EVENTUALLY BECOMES PART OF THE STORY.

EVERYTHING EVENTUALLY BECOMES PART OF THE SCROLL.

And that is where the Superuser Office begins.

Not with power.

Not with money.

Not with status.

But with the question:

WHAT HAVE YOU BUILT?

WHAT HAVE YOU CONTRIBUTED?

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE TIME YOU WERE GIVEN?

Let us begin.

It is impossible to take you back ten years.

It is impossible to take you back to the moment when Trump was first elected.

But that was the moment I came to a realization.

IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE SEEN, YOU NEED A HOME.

IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE HEARD, YOU NEED A NAME.

IF YOU ARE GOING TO INFLUENCE THE FUTURE, YOU NEED A PLACE TO STAND.

The internet is not very different from the physical world.

A person without a home in the physical world is homeless.

A person without a home on the internet is also homeless.

They may have ideas.

They may have talent.

They may have wisdom.

But they have nowhere to store it.

Nowhere to organize it.

Nowhere to preserve it.

Nowhere for future generations to find it.

When Trump was elected, he challenged everybody.

Every day there was a new controversy.

Every day there was a new argument.

Every day there was a new challenge.

As a Muslim, I kept hoping things would slow down.

I kept hoping the temperature would cool.

I kept hoping the constant challenges directed toward Muslims would eventually stop.

So I waited.

And I waited.

And I waited.

THEN I RESPONDED.

But when I responded, I did not arrive empty-handed.

I arrived with projects.

I arrived with ideas.

I arrived with proposals.

I arrived with creativity.

And over the years, that creativity grew into something much larger than I originally imagined.

Something we will be discussing for a very long time.

Along the way, I documented much of that journey.

Some of the screenshots you are about to see come from my original home on the internet.

My original blog.

A place that is no longer actively available.

Not because I do not want you to see it.

Not because I am hiding it.

But because the platform itself needs updating, maintenance, and attention.

There is a reason I eventually moved to Buy Me a Coffee.

A HOME MUST EVOLVE IF THE WORK CONTINUES TO GROW.

And there is another lesson I learned.

You cannot build an office like this inside someone else's business forever.

Especially after the work begins to matter.

Especially after people begin paying attention.

Especially after influence begins to accumulate.

To their credit, Google did an incredible job protecting that space.

For many years, Google Blogs provided a secure home.

A place where ideas could live.

A place where archives could survive.

A place where conversations could be preserved.

Very few people could touch it.

Very few people could interfere with it.

And for that, I remain grateful.

Because power is a strange thing.

POWER IS SOMETHING VERY FEW PEOPLE WANT YOU TO HAVE.

Especially if you are unelected.

Especially if you are unknown.

Especially if you built it yourself.

I understood that reality very early.

I knew that if I was going to continue this journey, I would eventually need stronger foundations.

Stronger architecture.

A stronger home.

And that is exactly what led to everything that followed.

Anyway, enough history for now.

Let me show you a few screenshots from that original journey.

Then we will move forward.

Because the story of the Superuser Office is only beginning.

YOU ARE LOOKING AT A SCREENSHOT OF MY BLOG

Before we continue, I want future generations to understand what they are seeing.

You are looking at a screenshot of my blog.

At the time this screenshot was taken, the world was in a very different place.

Donald Trump had recently been elected.

The political temperature was rising.

The media was in constant conflict with the White House.

The travel ban dominated discussions.

Institutions were being challenged.

Governments were being tested.

And many people were beginning to realize that THE FUTURE WAS ARRIVING MUCH FASTER THAN EXPECTED.

At that moment, I came to a simple conclusion:

IF YOU WANT TO BE SEEN, YOU NEED A HOME.

Not a social media account.

Not a temporary platform.

Not a borrowed audience.

A HOME.

A place where your ideas could live.

A place where your work could be preserved.

A place where your voice could continue to exist long after the news cycle had moved on.

That realization eventually became part of what would later evolve into THE SUPERUSER OFFICE.

As you look at these screenshots, you will notice references such as "PAGE ONE" and other projects, writings, and ideas.

For now, I am not going to explain everything.

WE SIMPLY DO NOT HAVE THE TIME.

Many of these screenshots will appear without context.

Many of them will look incomplete.

Many of them will raise more questions than answers.

THAT IS INTENTIONAL.

I am not attempting to tell you what to think.

I am asking you to do something far more important.

LOOK FOR YOURSELF.

OBSERVE FOR YOURSELF.

THINK FOR YOURSELF.

Imagine yourself standing where I stood at that time.

Imagine the world as it was.

Imagine the uncertainty.

Imagine the challenges.

Imagine the possibilities.

Then ask yourself:

WHAT WAS THIS PERSON TRYING TO BUILD?

WHAT PROBLEM WAS HE TRYING TO SOLVE?

WHAT FUTURE WAS HE TRYING TO SEE BEFORE IT ARRIVED?

The screenshots that follow span many years.

They are fragments of a much larger story.

A story of ideas.

A story of persistence.

A story of failures and successes.

A story that eventually led to the concepts you are reading about today.

You will not receive the full history in this chapter.

YOU WILL RECEIVE THE EVIDENCE.

The screenshots.

The record.

The trail.

The breadcrumbs.

The timestamps.

The public record.

The rest is left to your own judgment.

Because ultimately:

THE PURPOSE IS NOT TO TELL YOU WHAT TO THINK.

THE PURPOSE IS TO SHOW YOU THE RECORD.

THE PURPOSE IS TO PRESERVE THE EVIDENCE.

THE PURPOSE IS TO LET YOU REACH YOUR OWN CONCLUSIONS.

The following pages are part of that record.

The following screenshots are part of that journey.

The following images are part of the foundation upon which THE SUPERUSER OFFICE was built.

THE SCREENSHOTS THAT FOLLOW SHOULD BRING YOU UP TO DATE.

THE RECORD CONTINUES.

THE SCROLL REMAINS OPEN.

THE STORY IS JUST BEGINNING. 📜✨

Yes I had complete penetration all over the planet Google blogs was doing a great job and I'm looking forward to working with Google and Gemini to bring the blog back up you know it's going to be built into Gemini out with the old but in with the new also preserving history if you know what I'm saying Google

Of course I will be traveling and I will be signing the report card to former president to listen to me respected me you know we have a legacy to you know live in the world stage and I think they're both great men as I come back home to the country you know this two men have done incredible job and I'm looking forward to commingling my effects in making my own backyard a better place if you know what I'm saying to the former president you know you're going to be in the history books you're both great men let me tell you

Yes many people are great but they never mentioned you know peace always starts with a great leader who listens who lets transition happen who lets power go this is a man that I'm looking forward to meeting Utopia and I'm giving him a Nobel prize of the Nobel Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him and his family you know it's been a long journey but I'm looking forward to coming to Ethiopia

A message to my sister elhan I apologize how I have not been effective in the you know helping you pursue goals and projects that don't bring you problems but you know makes you build hospitals and make a difference I look forward to going with you to the country as we unite our voice

How to my sister and you know you should write your biography you know because we spent time in the same camps we made the same journey it's how history remembers you especially if you're a creative person it doesn't matter how many times someone in the white house calls you a loser it only matters how we finish strong and keep our head up I hope you will take a page for my PlayBook

To my sister and Hun he is an example of what I'm talking about you can read all about the Omar family a picture of me and my dad you can start blogging let me tell you it pays off in the long run because you're preserving something special and also welcome to my readers as you get to know me because we have a goal I should go is that future generation will not inherit corruption lies deception manipulation and contamination of those who have chosen to betray their own soul

Rise of the Mamluks and now the rise of the Omar family —

buymeacoffee.com/omar1800m/rise-mamluks-rise-omar-family

Mr. President,

I believe the best of people are those who bring the best out of other people.

Not people who put other people down.

Not people who remind people of their failures.

Not people who occupy people with what happened yesterday, last year, or ten years ago.

Because the past is a closed book.

It is a report that has already been written.

It has been recorded by the angels.

It belongs to God.

And ultimately, it belongs to the Day of Judgment.

Every human being will answer for their own record.

That is not our job.

Our job is to build.

Our job is to improve.

Our job is to bring out the best in one another while we still have time.

Mr. President, my goal has always been to bring the best out of you.

If I can do that as a citizen, then certainly you can do that as President of the United States.

President Kennedy challenged America with words that still echo through history:

"Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country."

Today, I offer a different question for the Age of AI:

WHAT IS IT THAT YOU CAN DO THAT NO ONE ELSE CAN DO?

That question applies to citizens.

That question applies to leaders.

That question applies to presidents.

And that question applies to me.

For my part, I intend to continue designing the future before it arrives.

I intend to continue building.

I intend to continue challenging people to become more than they are today.

I intend to continue bringing the best out of people whenever I can.

For now, I simply want you to know:

THERE IS A NEW MAN HOLDING A TORCH.

Not your torch.

Not Kennedy's torch.

His own torch.

And with it comes an original idea that I believe will find its place in history:

THE BEST OF PEOPLE ARE THOSE WHO BRING THE BEST OUT OF PEOPLE.

I leave that thought with you.

The future is approaching.

History is still being written.

Mr. President,

You have to choose your legacy.

You have to choose.

And then you have to live with the results.

Regardless of all the success I had working with you during your first term, the moment you left office, I deleted everything.

I shut everything down.

I went on a permanent vacation.

Not because I was defeated.

Not because I had failed.

But because, psychologically and emotionally, it was too much.

It was too taxing.

And anybody who was there during your first term understands exactly what I am saying.

History has a cost.

Leadership has a cost.

Conflict has a cost.

And eventually, somebody has to pay the bill.

Today, you still have a choice.

You have one opportunity to redeem your legacy.

You have one opportunity to decide how future generations will remember you.

Will they remember you as a nightmare?

Will they remember you as a warning?

Will they remember you as a man who stood shoulder to shoulder with division and conflict?

Or will they remember you as a man who crossed the finish line and delivered peace?

That choice belongs to you.

Not to me.

Not to the media.

Not to your supporters.

Not to your critics.

To you.

As for me, I no longer engage in politics the way I once did.

Especially when it comes to the Middle East.

I am diabetic.

I am working on my health.

I do not have the energy to be a Superuser every day.

I was a Superuser during your first term.

I was a Superuser during the beginning of your second term.

But now I simply do not have the stomach for endless political conflict.

You have chosen your road.

And unless you cross the finish line and finish what remains unfinished, that road will become your legacy.

If peace comes.

If stability comes.

If the Middle East finally finds relief.

Then perhaps history will write a different ending.

Perhaps people will remember something different.

Perhaps the image changes.

But if not, then the image below will speak for itself.

And millions of people will simply look at it and say:

"Yes. That was his choice."

"That was his legacy."

"That is what history recorded."

And once history records it, there is very little any of us can do to change it.

Because presidents leave office.

Empires rise and fall.

Movements come and go.

But legacy remains.

History remembers.

The record survives.

End of story.

In conclusion moving on to the royals and redesigning journalism

Trump’s Signature Can End Terrorism: —

buymeacoffee.com/omar1800m/the-president-who-sold-his-signature

An Open Letter to Donald J. Trump: The Balloon of Ego, the Collapse of Decency, and the En — buymeacoffee.com/omar1800m/an-open-letter-donald-j-trump-the-balloon-ego-collapse-decency

Royal Families,

The screenshots above are not theories. They are not political advertisements. They are not campaign materials. They are part of a public record. They are examples of what happens when an ordinary citizen spends years trying to speak the truth, document concerns, challenge power, and leave a record behind for future generations.

Over time, I came to a difficult conclusion:

World leaders are often not interested in hearing the truth.

And the institutions that were supposed to deliver that truth have largely failed.

Journalists were supposed to hold power accountable.

Journalists were supposed to protect the public record.

Journalists were supposed to shine light into darkness.

Instead, many became entertainers, employees, influencers, and personalities. The truth became secondary. The spotlight became primary. And perhaps the greatest failure of all is that if they do not receive the credit, many are no longer interested in participating in a larger structure dedicated to the truth itself.

That is why I believe the entire system must eventually be rethought.

I am not looking for fame.

I am not looking for celebrity.

I am not looking for power.

I am looking for a home.

A place where the truth can be preserved.

A place where ideas can be debated.

A place where the public record can survive political administrations, media cycles, corporate pressure, and the passing of time.

For me, that search has increasingly pointed toward institutions that think in generations rather than election cycles.

That is why I am speaking to Royal Families.

Not because of crowns.

Not because of titles.

Not because of privilege.

But because you understand something that modern institutions have forgotten:

Continuity matters.

Memory matters.

History matters.

My vision is simple. A citizen should be able to communicate with the world, protected by law, protected by technology, protected by AI, and protected by institutions that outlive temporary governments and temporary trends. My goal is simply to have a home where the truth can be recorded, preserved, challenged, verified, and passed on.

The examples above are proof that I have been trying to do exactly that.

For years I wrote.

For years I documented.

For years I challenged leaders, institutions, governments, and assumptions.

Not because I hated anyone.

Not because I wanted power.

But because I believed that leadership should be accountable to the public record.

The public record matters.

The truth matters.

The future matters.

The question before us is no longer whether AI will arrive.

AI has arrived.

The real question is whether humanity will build institutions worthy of it.

I believe Royal Families have a unique role to play in that future. Not because of authority, but because civilization still needs places where memory is preserved, where truth is protected, and where history can survive the chaos of the present moment.

That is the invitation.

That is the challenge.

And that is why I continue to build.

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For more than a decade, MY OFFICE was simply the office of the Superuser.

There were no ceremonies.

There were no titles.

There was no applause.

There were no crowds.

There were only a few BLESSED PEOPLE standing beside me.

Praying.

Guiding.

Advising.

Correcting.

Encouraging.

Reminding me to be patient when patience was difficult.

Reminding me to be grateful when gratitude was difficult.

Reminding me that CHARACTER MATTERS MORE THAN VICTORY.

And for that, I will always remain grateful.

THEY WERE THE FOUNDATION.

THEY WERE THE GUARDIANS OF THE LIGHT.

THEY WERE THE REASON THE OFFICE SURVIVED.

Now I believe it is time that those same people receive the protection they deserve.

The protection to speak the truth.

The protection to preserve knowledge.

The protection to leave behind a record for future generations.

When I speak about truth, I am not speaking about rumors.

I am not speaking about opinions.

I am not speaking about propaganda.

I am speaking about TRUTH THAT IS DOCUMENTED.

TRUTH THAT IS PRESERVED.

TRUTH THAT IS PLACED ON THE SCROLL.

TRUTH THAT FUTURE GENERATIONS CAN VERIFY FOR THEMSELVES.

Because history cannot be left floating in the air.

HISTORY MUST BE TAKEN FROM HUMAN BEINGS.

HISTORY MUST BE DOCUMENTED.

HISTORY MUST BE PRESERVED.

HISTORY MUST BE PASSED FORWARD.

That is why I believe the future matters.

That is why I believe institutions matter.

And that is why I believe the idea of the Superuser must eventually evolve beyond me.

To be honest, I am beginning to officially step away from that role.

The future Superuser will not look like me.

The future Superuser may not be known to the public at all.

The future Superuser will likely work alongside AGI.

Perhaps only a handful of guardians will know their identity.

Perhaps the office itself will matter more than the individual occupying it.

THE OFFICE MUST OUTLIVE THE PERSON.

THE MISSION MUST OUTLIVE THE FOUNDER.

For now, however, I want you to see MY CURRENT OFFICE.

The Superuser Office: The Shield, The Sword, and The Battle Ahead —

buymeacoffee.com/omar1800m/the-superuser-office-the-shield-the-sword-the-battle-ahead

I want you to see MY CURRENT MISSION.

I want you to understand WHAT I AM BUILDING NEXT.

When it comes to politics, I believe my work is largely complete.

There is hardly a world leader who has not received one of my open letters.

When I entered conflict, I entered it openly.

When I entered public debate, I entered it openly.

And when I leave politics, I leave it openly.

Going forward, I intend to maintain a simple rule:

I DO NOT SEEK POWER.

I DO NOT SEEK OFFICE.

I DO NOT SEEK ELECTED OFFICIALS.

I prefer to remain independent from those whose responsibilities require them to serve national interests, political interests, and institutional interests that may create conflicts of interest.

Because INDEPENDENCE MATTERS.

Because DISTANCE MATTERS.

Because TRUTH REQUIRES FREEDOM.

And so I leave you with the link above.

I leave you with the screenshots above.

I leave you with the public record.

And I leave you with the next chapter of this journey.

A chapter that belongs not to politics.

Not to governments.

Not to elections.

But to PATIENCE.

To SERVICE.

To SACRIFICE.

To LEGACY.

To IMAM HUSAYN.

To THE BLESSED FAMILY.

To the people whose prayers, wisdom, kindness, and guidance helped me endure.

To all of you, I wish a BLESSED FRIDAY.

May God bless you.

May God reward you.

Thank you for your wisdom.

Thank you for your patience.

Thank you for your kindness.

Thank you for helping me become patient.

Without a doubt,

I WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN ABLE TO DO THIS WITHOUT YOU.

And now we move forward.

To your office.

To your legacy.

To the fruits of your labor.

THE SCROLL REMAINS OPEN.

THE RECORD REMAINS PRESERVED.

AND THE JOURNEY CONTINUES.

Before we close this chapter, let me leave you with one final thought.

In Chapter 10, we will begin exploring the office itself—the journey through Google, through X, and through the platforms that helped shape this vision. We will talk about building a brighter future for all of us, because I believe the future begins with something very simple: every person should have a home, every person should have a voice, and eventually every person should have an AI. That is what this journey has always been about. Until then, the scroll remains open, the record remains preserved, and the future remains unwritten. I will see you in Chapter 10, God willing.