حق Prof. Mariam AlSayegh Between my creative fingerprint -The Magician's Spell- & the copyright of the full moon, the slaves of theft were giving up their rights -the freedom of creativity& giving me

Goddess of Creativity Prof. Mariam AlSayegh Between my creative fingerprint -The Magician's Spell- & the copyright of the full moon, the slaves of theft were giving up their rights -the freedom of creativity & giving me more grants gifts.
 
Dear ladies and gentlemen
Only for honest people.. Your love is on my head and in my heart; You always light up my world with prayers, joy, happiness, and wonderful wishes, thank you for the clusters of love and life hanging from the depths of your hearts..
Which embrace my heart with daily blessings, congratulations, and wonderful wishes, the energies of love overflowed, satiating my heart and overflowing to the good worlds that embrace my eternal joys with my beloved..
Today's additional energies of love, thank you very much for the energies of my beloved's love that inhabit us, revive us, with our union in our eternal dance to the music of our souls,
Let the universe resound with the most wonderful melodies, thank you for your constant giving and tolerance for me, and the pleasures that I live with you
No one has tolerated me, supported me, encouraged me, or been loyal to me in my life like you do
"I love your sweetness"
Grateful and thank you very much for the effort made during the past month and the holidays, with the activities of our foundation's giving, I will never be able to repay you for your effort
Love and gratitude: To every lover of my creativity, from books Media, Psychology, Life Etiquette, Creativity, "Poetry, Tales, Novels"... Like a Scheherazadean storyteller with the flavor of my true self,
From "my experiences", my thoughts, my language, my letters, my pictures, my poetry, my novels, my initiatives, and my "academic, media" giving from courses, television and radio programs, and films that were ahead of their time.
Love and gratitude: To the partners in giving and struggling to defend the liberation of humans, to prevent human trafficking and expose discrimination against minorities, and to those who contribute to our civil services, sustainable development,
and relief of peoples since 2001 until today.
My everlasting love: To the faithful and honorable ones of the universe who enjoy my wanderings through the worlds of wonder, and the adventures of the legends of my life, who declare their rejection of thefts, the protectors of my creativity
From the Lord I ask for you all the countless gifts and bounties
Claquette: Repeat: I forgot the number of times I addressed my speech to expose the thieves, to the sadness and pressure of friends, I say with all kindness as they taught me:
"Enough, you bunch of thieves, humiliate and disgrace yourselves under the heel of my shoe and in front of the world and history"!! I hope my friends are enjoying it, because I am not enjoying these words. I said them because of your sadness at my silence!! As for my tongue to the thieves: For the Lord alone is "vengeance and retribution" not "weakness or surrender but peace, and faith in the power of the Almighty's work and plan for my life", for He who led me on the path of light and granted me His victory
and granted me fellowship with Him and called me to the life of the spirit with His peace, who sent me like a phoenix to peaceful lives, and healed me from brain cancer, and gave me ages beyond my age, granted me lives full of love, joy,
peace, and gifts that I can never count
Note: "For the thieves who are like humans" only I can say lives, worlds, and universes, but the lying thief who does not have a UNESCO, and his new thief partners
have no right except to invent that they have cancer, and descended into the abyss of death and the Almighty revived them by the miraculous act of love!!! Even if it happened, it would be stolen from me too
 
They also have the dilemma of presenting medical documents and evidence in their bodies
-Hahaha God will provide, if He wills, for He is the Almighty-
The just Creator is able to defend me, restore my rights from all my thieves, as happened throughout my lives.. While I remained silent, and every lying thief is held accountable according to his work, an idea,
And whoever made it is his soul that commands evil, for neither his theft nor his action was done by himself, nor by others, "hidden, not revealed before the Judge and mankind"
A prayer for mercy from the evil of their souls: For every thief from the slaves of theft who gave up with his full will, and the evil of his soul, his right to enjoy the freedom that God granted to mankind to enslave evil
While they brag about their thefts, they openly admit:
"I am the most creative, influential, talented, and thoughtful", and that they are all fallen slaves of life, who do not exist in life except by stealing and copying my creations
So blessed be Ali's grants, and may God compensate me for the thefts of the fallen slaves of theft from the grants of God And the happiness of this world
The ignorant, spiteful, and failed slave is the one who chooses with his full free will to give up his right that the Almighty created in him as a free human being with the full right to freedom of thought and creativity, and thus becomes a copy without value, letters without life, a poem without feelings, a humiliated slave under the shoe of honor and truth!! And I also want to grieve my friends
 
And because I have repeatedly seen the ends of those who stole my creativity over the decades, while I wander joyfully between worlds, lives, and universes practicing the arts of storytelling, telling my legends
 
So, as a left-handed fortune teller in love.. I sit cross-legged in yoga in a peaceful, reassuring, joyful meditation session, anticipating signs of heaven’s responses to me,
 
And the fulfillment of my prophecies.. Then I enjoy my cup of coffee in complete harmony, and leave them burning with the flames of their hatred, the failures of their disappointments searching and panting among my creativity
 
I have thousands of poems and legends that I have published for a lifetime - not out of naivety on my part - .. to publish them in their worn-out cultural environment,
 
So their reward for me was stealing my creative publications, copying the words, ideas of hundreds of poems, stories, novels, and books,
 
I was not disturbed for a moment or sad, but I was at the beginning.. buying their publications, bragging to family and friends about the writers, male and female, who are the age of my grandparents Or my parents,
whom the ignorant glorify so that those close to me know how well my family raised me, and so that they know the truth about the thieves, they are just thieves of words, thoughts, and honest feelings of a young girl -
No way, a girl in school journalism, I stole!! They all became great writers during the past month with my thinking and narrative style of storytelling
- Madam, sir, teacher, is there anyone among you who has not written poetry in French, English, or Armenian or has not had it published in newspapers, magazines, and school journalism hahaha
But, I have proof of every letter I write and copies of newspapers, paper magazines from the nineties preserved as conclusive evidence against every claimant.. I have been published in three languages
I was a creative girl, and with me were treasures of my library of poems, writings, and articles in the print press, paper copies recognized by the courts, not fake photos and Facebook posts like liars.
 
I have my audio and visual treasures of music concerts, gymnastics championships, and yoga healing, and my books, collections, and programs throughout my decades.
 
While they are just thieves, pretenders, and liars, does any of them have evidence of the validity of their claim? Of course not.
 
I do not need to cause any disturbance to myself or my loved ones. We play and enjoy my wanderings, and I publish my creativity with pride, freedom, and dignity, while shame envelops their lives, their children, and their families.
 
One day, in my reckless age, I confronted my fiercest thief. He was at the height of his thefts from me. His fame had already soared among the youth. I challenged him and asked him to publish the sales of his stolen editions from me.
 
In return for publishing the sales of my creative editions, everyone was amazed that I never asked them to apologize to me!! With time they learned that I never accept the apology of a traitorous thief
 
But to be honest, they were ashamed!! After seeing the sales accounts of my publications and the reprints, and after me, a little girl with fake thieving names!!
 
But as a testimony to history, I fought his wife while he was between life and death to forgive him, and I forgave him, so he might find peace!! And others, their children contacted me after their departure
 
To ask for forgiveness for their fathers or mothers' thefts!! You steal and pass on your slavery, sins, and shame to your sons and daughters in life and death!! With no benefit except for some hollow admiration!!
 
And crumbs of money!! And death happens in a moment, in the blink of an eye, don't you understand!!!
 
I always dedicated my collections of stories, poetry, poetry collections, books, and novels to writers, fellow journalists, and critics, and I recited poetry in forums
 
And published my collections, books, novels, and courses, despite that, my website and my institution's website were hacked several times!! Because he carried evidence of their convictions all
But I continued to give unconditional giving with love throughout my life,
But thank God when my ego was satisfied with their humiliation, I returned to my true self and had enough of the victories over them and was tired of their humiliation and their children in front of me
I departed in peace with the calmness of wisdom, I left them to announce their thefts from me, and to all my loved ones that I am the most creative, the smartest and the greatest in everything
And as they ascended with their thefts from me, they descended with the hell of their humiliation, and left life and my creativity remained like an eternal waterfall, and my name grew
Then I got tired of publishing publicly, and being far from my close circles, and I began to publish my new things to private circles, and I give them the crumbs of my old creativity and surprisingly it was enough to revive their worn-out cultural arena
And their fake social media sites
I apologize to those who stole my friends’ enthusiasm in showing the truth to your followers, and I have ended them hundreds of times, but every time they send to your followers Your thefts from me are increasing by dozens of new thieves,
You and your followers deserve and are similar to each other
But the problem is in your close circles, they are the ones who send me and my friends your daily thefts from me, whether they are thefts from your official or fake accounts, because they want to enjoy your scandals!!
But I will not participate in that farce, because we will create a research agency to issue history books, comparisons with evidence, dates and writings of all the thefts over my decades,
with all the names, great and small, and an army of researchers is enthusiastic with me, they will devote their lives to conveying your truth, not only to the corners of the world but to your children and grandchildren,
and nothing will remain of you but your space and the curses of your descendants and everyone who knew you and this is a promise to you, your truth will reach everyone with evidence while I play among the worlds of joy
I do not care about what you do but I am grateful for your daily and even momentary recognition, I am the most creative among all your generations, and I am above participating in the circus of your thefts,
and among you is the fallen creations of history, so you are all slaves imprisoned for the crimes of stealing my creative creations, and trying to delude yourselves that you are human beings with a failed thought,
and nothing will remain but the bitterness of your painful truth that you are thieving slaves My letters, with all their ugliness and ugliness, may be snatched by letters in a place called there, and my pictures and creations, and my continuous and never-ending conversations,
and writings that have been around for decades, giving you a fake life on fake sites that satisfy your false ego, but I promise you with your real and fake accounts
and dozens of others will not live the feelings of joy, victory, flying between worlds, and true love that inhabits me and my life
My writings about myself, copied them, and the magician’s veil, and divine love, and the talk of silence, and it became, and love, and creativity, and jewels, and talking without chatter,
Even the axioms, and others, you are destitute, zero thought, but my letters do not resemble your thefts from heritage, dictionaries, and jurisprudence, and your lie about obtaining UNESCO, and I have with me all the evidence documented for all your lies and thefts, and if your greed and others in stealing from me to raise pity for you, this is because your end has already been written by the hand of the Almighty, so I will not interfere, and nothing is permissible for your misery except Mercy
To a new shameless thief: May God forgive my beloved daughter Shahi Al-Taher, who exposed a lying thief to give us dozens of others as an unacceptable gift My little darling
The true novelist with experiences does not organize my thoughts, experiences and lives and hear them in writing after studying my life with ignorance, but I admit that you are a devilish researcher, a slave to evil
You used your research about me to organize good words, but the research, and the anticipation, of thought, science, Sufism, metaphysics, spirituality,
and unseen worlds, something else The stolen words are nice to execute, deadly to your greed I look forward to more laughter Your upcoming novel If a copy of it is sold, you know that I have bought it
As for the anthology, and the poetic tales of Scheherazade, and even the full moon, it has become an environment Wow, may God help you with your situation, but I kept quiet and made the friends who are impulsive for the sake of your daughters keep quiet,
May God protect them from your evils, for corrupt parents eat the sour grapes of thefts, and the creativity of others, and the children become teeth, and collapse Their role model unfortunately, but it is their legacy that you will leave
And they will know you as a specialist in your colleagues' ideas
And to Mrs. Haa!! I apologize for my situation, I thought in my youth that you had a suspicion of creativity, but fathom my depths, my joy, my love, the dictionary of my special and distinctive words, my copies I promise you will never live them and my love and the illusion of your heart will remain
And to a friend!! In you, you can argue with whomever you want away from my letters and pictures, for they are not your friends, whoever they are and whatever they offer in life Isis, whom I wished for in my poetry for Chris
You are the most powerful one, you fool them with your letters, have you retired? Hahaha
And to Mrs. S!! Your only advantage among everyone was kindness, but the jewels of life, if you had known them one day or tasted their sweetness, you would not have stolen them to release them on someone like me who copied my letters to stick them to them
And because of my lack of concern for a priceless street commodity from the alleys of the body!! It began to haunt me, and they send us its shadows to impersonate me, I did not care, and I will not care
And it did not succeed in becoming a poor imitation copy of me, nor did it become a sensible person of value, God forgive her, I fear for her painful end
And to the other, my origin, its streets and its bumps, the north!! I used to appreciate your father's talent, but you proved to me the opposite. The true creator's creativity lies in his structure, they are his true impact. And to hundreds of other slaves of theft, I say: Realize your own values, grow your gaps in your abilities, to explore your true value, your creative potential, that day you will understand. What I have struggled for throughout my life, and what I have planted and given and will be inherited by hundreds of my daughters and sons, I have contributed to building their true selves, so I have given them what no one else can give them. With what I have planted and grown inside them, so the Almighty grants me all grants, and gifts are doubled with the returns of your thefts. I cannot conclude without sending a message to kindly invite every thief, male and female, who got some likes from stealing my life, my experiences, my feelings, the outcome of my life: Publish the accounts of all your stolen books sold, and the number of times they were reprinted, and I will publish, the proceeds of the sale of a course, book, collection, novel, or collection Poetry
or stories of mine, and my sales numbers, and the number of times, and years of reprinting, so that you know the difference between a thief and a creator
So, I send my gratitude for your complete freedom to declare my superiority, creativity, and dignity among you, as my creativity has become a complete answer to all your proposals,
that you think about, and even your articles and daily posts, a farce
Hahaha
To the honest and honorable people of the universe: My eternal love, be well, at peace, and in love, you are the most wonderful among the ignorant of nations,
Enjoy love and affection as my beloved and I enjoy our eternal and everlasting love,
And live a quiet life full of love and peace, as you deserve it, as you have become rare characters in the midst of their thefts and falsehood, my love
Professor Maro, Cleopatra, lover of the homeland, Scheherazade of poetry, stories, and novels
Be well and in love.
 
Cleopatra is beloved by the nation.
Shahrazad of poetry, novels and stories
Cleopatra, beloved of the nation
The orange silver moon
Goddess of the four letters
Goddess of the alphabet and insight
Goddess of the twenty-fifth hour
A diamond of Light mountain