If I can find a publisher abroad, I will never contact Turkish readers again; I will ignore their requests for communication or reject them with excuses. After my first book was published in Türkiye, every opportunist chased after me; widows and spinsters even offered me marriage proposals. In recent years, unimaginable pressure has been exerted; I can't even dream of finding a publisher anymore. Comments praising my writing on online dictionaries and platforms have been deleted. When I started writing, I set my target as international readers, so I'm not surprised by these developments. I read English novels for years and finally translated my books into English. I've realized that the internet is a digital prison, with AI acting as guards and manipulating the masses, which is why I can't reach publishers outside of mainstream media. American publishers stall aspiring authors with paid online applications. Publishers in dominions like Canada, Australia, and New Zealand, like Turkey, are extremely independent and free, so they don't accept applications from foreign authors. I am astonished, bewildered; despite being an extremely talented satirist and essayist, I am ostracized and ignored for putting a spoke in the wheel of the American, British, and French trio who exploit the world. I must find a courageous, principled, and honest publisher; I am not thinking about money or fame, I want to obtain a permanent visa, settle abroad, and write until my last breath. My lungs are burning, I have taken up my pen, I am churning out passages with the power of nuclear weapons, but I cannot overcome the barricade of the imperialists. I will not give up, I will strive to the end, I will leave this world, which I came into as a Turk and a Muslim, as a stateless person and an infidel.