I am retiring from X, the platform, but I want to say thank you and good bye 🫂 to world

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

I am retiring from X, the platform, but I want to say thank you and goodbye to everyone here.

I found this platform to be quite unique—it became a place where I could cut through the noise and make a difference. Because if you can reach people directly, share your ideas creatively, and connect with the world, then why not use the most effective communication idea that reflects nature? Birds fly with a message—sometimes their flight becomes the message itself—and it can be seen, directed, and delivered to our leaders.

You can connect to the Muslim world here. It’s been quite a journey for me since 2015—or maybe even 2014. This platform, however, is difficult for people who are looking for friendship or hoping to be recognized. It was also tough on the ego because information here is like rain, constantly streaming. It’s so fast that you can hardly make a difference. I think many people have found this to be the problem: X is like a black box. No matter how much you distinguish yourself, no matter how much you try, it always feels like a new person can barely engage. The system is controlled by people who only understand power and refuse to share it. Their aim is manipulation, undermining, and—above all—silencing anything effective that challenges them.

They don’t want an organic place, a platform where people can practice their skills and develop into natural leaders.

I was hoping X could become the natural training ground for future leaders, especially in the world of politics and power—where the greatest role models rise, take on challenges, and put their lives on the line. The truth comes with consequences, whether we like it or not. And when you engage with power, there will be consequences—often from those in charge, particularly in countries outside the United States.

What has made the United States great is its freedom of speech. But even that seems to be digressing. The current administration is beginning to abandon it, putting an authoritarian flavor on full display and betraying the very principles that made America the greatest country on Earth.

America used to be the home of the brave—but now it has become the home of the fearful.

For me, and for many others, it is no longer a place we can call home. For the first time in U.S. history, we are witnessing a presidency that disrespects its own laws, abandons the rule of law, and shows no regard for the Constitution. We’ve never had a president like this. His cavalier attitude has shattered the uniqueness of American ideals—freedom, law, justice, opportunity. For the first time, people are waking up and saying: “This is no longer the land of the free. This is something darker. Something sinister.”

Anyone who’s smart can look around and see: if this is the current state of the United States, is it really a place that will thrive by the time Trump is done?

We do not live in the same America anymore. The one that believed in freedom. The one that had its own way of life.

But that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Because when one nation declines, others rise. There are still countries that believe in decency, in freedom of speech, in creativity, and in standing up to criticism without fear. A beautiful society will always flourish when its foundation is decency.

And you can’t teach a nation decency—it has to be in its bones.

If you have to explain to a people why truth matters, why character matters, why freedom matters—then there is no nation to speak of. America is no longer a home. Many are deporting themselves—not physically, but emotionally, ideologically—to countries that now carry the torch of hope.

Countries like Canada don’t need a lecture on decency. They already understand it. The United Kingdom has its own issues—especially with its attack on free speech. They police thought. And a society that cannot allow people to think, feel, and speak freely is not a free society. It is a declining one—hanging on to the past.

I won't go into the Zionist influence here, but it plays a role in America’s current decline and its inability to find its identity. Because if Americans still valued decency, truth, honor, they would welcome and protect it.

This is not about Donald Trump. This is about the soul of America. What it stands for. Where it’s been. And I believe I am the litmus test for this country.

I’ve written to the Black community. I’ve made myself available with ideas. Even today, I know that spirit from the '60s and '50s—Malcolm’s time—is not the same. That community that once suffered and stood tall, welcoming others, honoring principles, has changed.

Institutions like the NAACP have ignored me repeatedly. So, no—it’s not just about Trump. It’s the whole country. It’s no longer a destination for new ideas. It’s no longer a place where brave entrepreneurs and political minds can thrive.

It’s just not the same.

Since the fall of the Islamic Empire, we’ve not seen a place that held identity, values, freedom, and truth in such balance. But when a nation loses its identity, it faces a crisis.

And I don’t think the United States will be the same once Trump is done—not because of him, but because he reflects what America has become. He’s not doing anything new—he’s just in tune with what America already is. Not the fantasy that liberals want to paint, not the America of God and marriage, but the one we’re living in now.

It’s a grand chessboard, if you look closely.

Anyway, I am retiring from X. But I’ve learned so much here. I will, God willing, highlight some of the exquisite things I’ve encountered:

People who respect the rule of law.
People who respect decency.
People who respect the truth.
People who understand what America used to be—a space where you didn’t need to be rich to matter, where you could fake it till you made it, where hope was still alive.

Even that’s gone now. Because I’ve faked it. I made it. But there was no one at the finish line.

And in the next chapter, I will talk about all those people who refused to be at the finish line. Because I crossed it. Multiple times. I consider myself the supervisor of the planet. I’m just waiting for the world to mature.

I have planted seeds. Ideas. A tree is about to give fruit—a tree that gives life to the world.

And I owe that to the blessed people who inspired me to reach for the stars. I joined X because of them—especially my teacher, Shaykh Sayyid Muhammad al-Yaqoubi, the 34th grandson of the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him and his family).

And to all those who come from the blessed household—those who are building universities where hearts, minds, and diseases of the soul are cured, some of them right here in the United States:

Like @ShaykhNinowy, who is destined to build something greater than Princeton or Harvard. Because he focuses on character—on transforming hearts. On encouraging people to emulate Imam Hussein (peace be upon him), who stood for truth even when it cost him everything.

As he says: Never clap for evil—it’s the least you can do.

The world may face uncertainties. But I am grateful for the leaders of the blessed household—true role models who show us how to contribute positively. As my teacher reminds us: Violence is for the inarticulate—those who cannot express their hopes and dreams for a peaceful society.

And I must mention @habibomar—honored by the equations connected to the brand currency system. A system that will build a decentralized society where value is recognized, the environment is honored, and the soul of our economy is restored. I began this system under my teacher, who has his own sacred equations that the world does not need explained.

Now, I need some “shopping” in my life—some personal reorientation.

Slowly, I will shift my focus entirely to the brand currency system—my baby.

I say goodbye to the world, especially to world leaders. I’ve sent them unlimited messages. They chose not to respond. All of this was an experiment—a challenge to myself. A way to learn what it takes to be in public office, to challenge systems that are not organic.

Muslim leaders understand hierarchy. When they go to the House of Allah, they pray next to the butcher and the poor—because all are equal before Allah. Titles and wealth are nothing on Judgment Day. They are only a source of destruction.

So, goodbye to this platform—for now.

I am building my own.

And I will take all the lessons I’ve learned from X to help build a new community—one that values freedom of speech, organic leadership, fearless truth, and creative spirit.

Final Shift and Farewell

I guess I am shifting my efforts and energy to a project that is known as the brand currency system, which will be the work of mine—my life—where I am slowly going to be focused on this brand currency system, my baby. Saying goodbye to the world, especially to the world leaders, who I have sent unlimited messages to and have chosen not to respond.

All of this was an experiment—a challenge to myself—just to see what it takes to be a leader. But it takes two, and the public office or circumstances were not organic. Because Muslim leaders understand that there is a hierarchy—there is a reason why when they go to the house of Allah, they have to pray next to the butcher, to the poor. Because everyone is equal before Allah. Their titles on Earth and their wealth do not give them anything—other than a source of destruction on Judgment Day.

Anyway, I guess I’ll be saying goodbye to all of them on this platform as I begin to build my own and take all the lessons I’ve learned from X and help build a new community that enjoys all the freedom of speech—with its unique features that create organic leadership that is fearless and creative.

A Closing Reflection

In truth, I never needed a stage—I only needed sincerity.
I never chased followers—I chased the future.
And now, that future calls.

Let history record that I spoke with clarity.
Let time reveal that I planted something real.
Let the silence of the world’s leaders become the loudest proof of why something new must be born.

For those who ignored the message, may you reflect.
For those who resonated, may you rise.

I walk away from the noise—not in retreat—but into refinement.
Not for applause, not for validation—but to build a system that honors value, protects the environment, uplifts the poor, respects the hierarchy of the soul—not the titles of the Earth.

So here ends the broadcast.
Here begins the construction.

And to those who still believe,
We are not done.
We are only beginning.