Fragments of Becoming – Citizen O In the month of Ntu, I return to the breath before my name. The garden falls silent. The soil listens. And I remember that…
The garden said: “Do not measure growth by what you see.” “Even the dry ground holds memory.” So I listen. And in the stillness, the roots speak softly of patience.…
Citizen 0| Fragments of Becoming I water the whole garden. Not only where I’ve planted. Because life hides in places I did not choose. The discipline is faith — to…
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 moment two torches crossed, setting fire to a vision that would one day become MRNTU.The café hummed with quiet energy, the kind of place where revolutionaries came to scribble…
There’s a fig tree outside my grandmother’s house that’s older than her. She says its roots know secrets. Today, I sit under it, writing notes between birdsong and afternoon wind.…