The Soil Beneath Our Feet & the Fire We Must Start The System Is Broken, and We Know It.They ask if we should take back the land. The land that China bought.They ask it like it’s complicated.It isn’t.A country is not lines on a map. It’s not paper deeds or price tags. A country is the soil under your boots after a hard day's work. It’s the

The Storm Came Without AskingThe thing about storms is—they never ask permission.They don’t knock. They arrive. Sudden. Unforgiving.You might catch the sky darkening, but by then, it’s already too late.The wind’s tearing at the door, and it doesn’t care if you're ready.Doesn’t care if you just set your life in order,or if your hands are