J with gun

Enough is enough. Sorry, listeners, but I'm leaving here. SoundCloud, what's wrong with you? I came to your platform in 2014 and lived in my underground world, not needed by anyone, but today it's 2025, and I have a tool that allows me to make my creativity understandable, noticeable, and finally deliver it to those for whom it is intended. To people like me. Not better or worse. I decided to stay on this platform and distribute through it. My creative path is quite long; I wrote my first song in 1997, it's alive, self-sufficient, and in demand, though it's still hidden with me, but that's not the point now. In 2003, I woke up as an adult poet who reflects on relationships and thinks about the world order. After 2013, I woke up as a citizen and a self-aware person. All this time in complete misunderstanding but preserving my flame from the wind of other people's opinions and others' fears and doubts. It so happened that in 2022, me, an adult man, husband, father, was thrown out of my country. This happened because people there started fighting each other, thinking one is better than the other. I left everything and took with me what is valuable to me — my family — and left home. I've been living for several years in another country where I'm also a stranger, just like in my own. I don't sit on anyone's neck; I support myself and my family MYSELF! I don't ask for help, and if I do, it's only because I really need it. The only thing I would like to count on is that no one interferes with me. I live in a wonderful country, and I'm grateful that it doesn't interfere with me being and being myself, even within the situation I found myself in. So, after three years of financial nightmare and daily work, two months ago I got a vacation and spent it as I wanted for the first time in many years. I started compiling my philosophy and poems into music. Music makes them audible. I chose your platform. But why am I starting to regret it now? It's not even a month, and I currently have 57,000 listens. I don't know your statistics for other authors, but I dare to assume that in 20 days, this is not quite a typical situation. I didn't promote it in any way except through your promotion. I assume this is far from the limit, just the beginning. If this doesn't stop. Because people hear what they want to hear. Not crap wrapped in a beautiful shell, but someone just like them. This is an echo and this is resonance. That's how I see it. I'm not an idiot and I know what my creativity is about and for what. I wrote about it directly in songs titled "I Have a Dream" in Russian and in English. I know what dignity is. This is the greatness that will never allow you to put another person on their knees! This is what will extend a hand so that the person stands up from their knees. Our life is not unlimited. We may not have time for everything in the time allotted to us, simply because we need to earn a couple more coins to buy milk for the children. And I would also like to spend time with the children. So that they grow up to be those who will build a world where an old man won't be thrown out on the street just because he's old or speaks the wrong language, or has the wrong skin. Or simply because there's no one to stand up for him. I need my time for this, and if I have a couple of coins left — rest assured, I'll build a house for the old man who was thrown out by war. So tell me, please: why should I spend my time fighting your indifference — with complete absence of support. Why in 2025 does your interface make it so that people can't figure it out, why is the app glitchy, why when I click the button confirming that I have rights to the materials, do I have to prove something else to you and even change my creations? Do you think just changing the picture and that's it? No — you're interfering in my creative process. I don't accept that. I couldn't negotiate with other people to share my creativity — but when I got AI as a tool, it turns out it's not art. I read your terms of use — and they leave you more freedom in actions and decision-making. Your right — I'm leaving, it's no longer my path with you. I didn't offend or rob anyone — but why do I feel shitty? I don't need it. Thanks!

J with gun

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