I’m still learning how to carry the flame.
Some days it feels like a fire.
Other days, just an ember cupped in my hands.
Creator’s Insights
The First Citizen
Behind The Torch – The Marantu Dispatch Issue: Ma 11, Y0 – The First Citizen A new rhythm begins today. Until now, Behind the Torch has been my dispatch as…
The Torch and Beginnings
Behind the Torch: The Marantu Dispatch Issue: Ma 04, Y0 – The Torch and Beginnings Welcome Note A new year begins, but not with fireworks or countdowns. In Marantu, we…
The Silence Before the Seed – Ritual Kit
Dates: 13–20 September 2025 (Johannesburg time) Purpose: To close the old cycle gently and enter Ma 1 in rhythm. This is presence, not a performance. Principles: Begin in the dark Less noise,…
🌍 The Marantu Calendar: Reorienting Time, Reclaiming the South
A White Paper on the Temporal Framework of a United Africa ✧ Executive Summary This white paper introduces the Marantu Calendar, a timekeeping system born not from imperial conquest, but…
The Illusion of Winning Every Day
We are told to earn a living. To win the day by holding a job, drawing a salary, keeping food on the table. And yes, that is survival. But is…
Worlds as Organs
If the universe is an organism in its own becoming, then worlds are its organs. Each one with its own rhythm, its own pulse, its own fragile balance. Think of…
Stolen Light, Marantu Fire
“Marantu didn’t save me. It met me in my ruin.” For many years, anonymity was my strength, my sanctuary. It allowed me to create freely and genuinely, without the interference…
In Front and Behind the Torch
Welcome Note This is my journal for Marantu. I will keep it open the whole day and try and capture behind the torch. It will be as honest as my ego…