Secret Elite Ceremony & Personal Transformation in Brussels


Brussels 2017 — The Hidden Elite Ceremony at Davos Beach

Introduction

In 2017, on the beach of Davos in the Brabant region of Brussels, a secretive ceremony took place. Only a small elite circle attended — a group of highly intelligent young men and women, all between the ages of 26 and 30.


The Elite Group

These individuals shared one rare trait:
an intelligence level of 120 and above.

A Network of Exceptional Minds

They were brilliant people, often overwhelmed by their own minds — the type who feel trapped by their intelligence.

Among them, a 23-year-old millionaire who had built his fortune through Bitcoin. His success was no accident; he had predicted the rise of cryptocurrency long before it happened.


The Power Behind the Ceremony

These families and individuals weren’t ordinary.
They were the ones who:

  • Shape the future

  • Influence political outcomes

  • Decide who remains in power

  • Affect African economies

  • Control financial movements globally

For more than 12 years, this elite network has been orchestrating financial influence and cooperating with similar groups in other countries.


Entering the Inner Circle

To them, your background, ethnicity, or origins do not matter.
What matters is your value.

If they let you in, it’s because you bring something big to the table — and in return, they elevate you.

The First Ceremony

Your first ceremony changes your life:

  • You enter as an ordinary person

  • You leave with influence

  • Society stops crushing you

  • You gain hidden power

  • No one questions your silence

This group is a Belgian branch similar to a small masonic community, operating discreetly and effectively.


Casablanca — A Morning at Home

Starting the Day

Back in Morocco, in Casablanca, I was with my wife Lachay and my daughter. We were heading downstairs so I could wash my face — the first moment of the morning.

Even though my wife and daughter sometimes annoy me, I always give them five minutes of calm… mostly thanks to my Marlboro Red.


Morning Conversation

I opened my eyes and told her:

“You’re in Casablanca. Act like you’re in Casablanca. Why wake up with a whole attitude and then start crying?”

She replied:

“Smell the house! It stinks! I can’t stand your dead shoes anymore!”

I had my headphones on, listening to the drum beat we were producing. But I still had to pay the waiter from yesterday; we hadn’t paid the coffee bill.


The Horse Racing Journal

She laughed, sat next to me, and brought me the Tirsi — the horse racing newspaper.

I told her:

  • “Don’t bet on number 6 today.”

  • “Pick the red one — Longchamp favors that in spring.”

  • “In Paris today the wind is strong, the track will be fast.”

I could read the numbers easily because I wasn’t depending on luck.
I was an engineer specialized in statistics.
Why follow superstition when numbers reveal what you’ll earn and what you won’t?


Al-‘Arbi — The District Veteran

A Familiar Character

There was a man known as Al-’Arbi, an old employee in the district office.

He always placed a huge watermelon on the table and joked with people:

“Be careful, my son. If you don’t handle your wife right, things will fall apart.”

He was the oldest worker there, opening the office every day before 7 AM. Everyone recognized his footsteps. His jacket moved behind him like a flag as he walked.


My Academic Background

I had a degree in economics and was preparing for my PhD…

Returning Home — Rebirth and Ceremony

When you return home, your life flashes before your eyes. Everything you’ve lived through must be forgotten. You must forget your friends, your past attachments, and anything that ties you to what came before.

You are reborn, with new grandmothers, new family, and new connections. In their tradition, when you return home as a new person, you bring someone with you to the ceremony.

You explain to them that the ceremony is not fun — it does not accompany the soul lightly. Every new member has their day of awakening, and each must seek their spiritual companions.

In their belief, once you leave, you will not encounter them again by accident. Even a friend who has been waiting for your entire life will appear only when the time is right.

Under the watchful eye of Al-Diyadha, the witness of your truth and loyalty, this group — the one that guides you to your soul companions — will shape you into a singular person.

You must not rush your life unnecessarily. Your children must not grow faster than the lessons you must experience. Always pass through your friends first, before understanding your own birth into the world.

You become this person until they die by your side, and they die on your behalf. You remain present with them, always.


Morning Fire — Reality Sets In

Even the smallest sparks in your life matter. On Thursday, at 8 AM, I stood in the district, thinking about the damage Louis had caused and how it could affect my future. I considered giving him large sums of money — the districts, and a little bribery to secure what I needed.

I made sure I wouldn’t leave without money, but I also found purpose in the district. These were dreams moving together, intertwined, especially since I hadn’t finished well before.

The first ten days are intense — they make you live intertwined lives, and you begin to forget your previous dreams. By 8:04 in the morning, the day begins in earnest.


Confrontation with the Past

As usual, the district opens first. I saw myself reflected in front of someone I did not fully understand. They asked why I acted this way. I told them I could not return to the past, that I could not leave behind the district where I had been in the café.

I repeated to them:

“Why is it right here? I never asked for anything in life. I always remembered everything in my mind.”

Al-Arabi was the first person to intervene. When we entered the house, he expected me to respond — I demanded a million and a half. This sum depended entirely on my future.

Al-Arabi mentioned something about a white mustache, which I could not fully understand. He was alone but said he had a code that influenced the problem — a safeguard for risks. He does not intervene in legal matters but focuses on victims.


Securing the Future

I went outside. He gave me instructions, a full door of guidance, to restore my future. I promised her that the million would be delivered in two months if everything remained in order. I insisted I would not meet her personally, as she had no use for me, and I had no use for her.

Instead, I focused on working diligently, helping others, and letting go of the need for acknowledgment. I told her:

“This sum will be yours in the morning. God will ease your path.”

We hadn’t met in person, yet I forgave her for past grievances. The old man spoke of a previous figure, dusty and difficult, whose money and efforts had been wasted. I, however, distributed what I could to the people, ensuring those in need received support.


Travel, Passports, and Diplomatic Moves

I explained that I would live abroad and experience a full night, reflecting on past actions. I wanted to secure safety and peace. I decided not to return to the district but to reach the end goal.

At dawn, I analyzed the PC and Discord messages. At 8 AM, there was a message from Louis. I resolved to follow through with the plan I had mentioned the previous night — to meet someone at the Sheraton Hotel who would secure my passport and ensure no complications with documentation.

I explained that I would avoid Discord for the next few days because of heavy work in Brussels. She wished me well in taking the right decisions.


The Brussels Operation

A man, representing Al-Arabi, delivered safety instructions. He guided me like a father, helping navigate the complicated steps at the hotel. I was to retrieve my passport and visa for Belgium, ensuring a five-year residence permit.

I arrived 45 minutes before departure, cautious and precise. I made sure to avoid unnecessary risks, like cocktails or unverified documents. I observed, noted, and followed instructions carefully.

The hotel and consulate procedures were meticulous. I handed over my passport, received the necessary documents, and prepared to return to Belgium.


Final Observations

This was a process of patience, observation, and meticulous planning. Everything, from the district to Brussels, had to be approached with precision.

The people involved, like Al-Arabi and others, were consistent guides — understanding, calculating, and always ready to secure the future.

Through this, I learned: control, discipline, and foresight are essential. One misstep could jeopardize everything, but careful observation and careful steps ensured success.


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