Chapter Four— Shadowbanned in the Spirit
Segun Iwasanmi@iwasanmisegun212159
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Chapter Four— Shadowbanned in the Spirit
© Segun Iwasanmi
The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media
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After the fellowship, a season of genuine effort settled over him. He was consistent. He woke up early, sometimes even before Mama Eka’s rooster started its lazy, cracked shout, and he knelt to pray. He was not looking for miracles; he was looking for connection. He wanted that feeling, that deep, quiet assurance he felt when his first sincere whisper went viral in eternity.
But the feeling never came.
His prayers became posts with zero engagement. He would open his FaithBook app, kneel down, and type out his heart for twenty minutes. When he finished, the screen was blank. No ‘Amen’ emojis from the angels. No quick, reassuring comment pinned by the CEO Himself. Just silence. He was hitting ‘Post,’ but the content was landing in a black hole.
It was like when Instagram shadowbans your content. You know the post is there. You can see it on your own feed. But if nobody else is seeing it, if it’s blocked from the Explore Page and hidden from the hashtags, is it truly even there?
Christian felt shadowbanned in the spirit.
He remembered a time, months ago, before he accepted the friend request, when his life was a glorious, noisy mess. Back then, a casual, one-minute prayer thrown up in panic during a tough exam would yield immediate, tangible results. Now, he was putting in the work, two hours of devotion, solid Bible study, clean living and the only response he got was the humid, suffocating silence of his room.
He started comparing. He looked at Brother Kunle, The Brothers Coordinator, in fellowship, whose prayers sounded like a high-voltage transformer, loud, powerful, and instantly moving things. When Kunle prayed, people dropped to their knees, healed, or wept rivers. Christian looked at his own prayer life and saw only struggle.
“Wetin be this one na?” he muttered one morning, wiping sweat from his brow after a session that felt like lifting weights made of air. “This one is not making sense. I’m doing the work. Why is my reach so low?”
Well,The answer came, I saw him dream a dream and the dream came that night, finally giving him some explanation, though not the comfortable one he hoped for.
He was back on Heaven’s Media, scrolling. He saw a trending video, a short clip of a man helping a homeless beggar, the caption reading “Immediate Impact: 1.2M Views, Verified by Love.” He double-tapped it with an envious sigh. Then he checked his own profile.
The golden light of his Phone of Destiny was dimmed. His profile picture was slightly blurred, and a subtle, almost invisible gray banner ran across the top of his feed. He clicked the banner.
Reason for Low Reach: Inconsistency and Reported Content
Christian frowned, confused. Inconsistency? He had prayed every day this week! He hadn't watched any bad movies! He hadn't chased any coded runs!
Then a small notification popped up, detailing the reports.
Content Flagged:
To be continued...
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