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Malu-kanoa's avatar

I’m still holding the resonance of what you both brought forth,

a walk among trees, yet our minds traversed continents, timelines, and ruptures.

Your brilliance moved like balm and blade:

the blossoms of earth-centered knowing,

the bombs of empire unraveling,

and the balam—watching from between the leaves.

A coming decade steeped in revelation,

where safety will no longer be presumed,

but negotiated through power, proximity, and the unspeakable calculus of war.

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Alex Carberry's avatar

Balm and blade. Earth and empire, sliding across her in blinding hubris. The balam watching — not absent, but deferred, bound by the powerlessness to intervene and the compulsion of witness. You’ve named it: revelation is no longer mythic or distant. It’s tactile. Territorial. And yet, the land does not merely endure beneath — it pierces through, singing sharp against the delirium of imperial hallucinations. Empire is an ass.

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Hafsat's avatar

Thank you for a lovely afternoon meander. Disturbing to think that the Global North will begin a new phase of remilitarisation now. What is the pathway to peace? Militarisation is just a tool for domination and unfair exchange. How do we get to solidarity and shared prosperity?

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Alex Carberry's avatar

Salaams Hafsat

Thank you. The extractive advantage is challenged and so they seek war. This is who they are. This aspect of them has remained constant for a few hundred years. It's them. Therefore it is incumbent to plan considering who they are. A leopard does not change his spots.

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Robert Romano's avatar

We wander between bombs and blossoms because both are relics of domination—one violent, one velvet. The riverbank erodes; the empire recedes. What grows in the mud is ours to shape.

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Alex Carberry's avatar

Thank you for sharing

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