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They shared spoils
People lost wonder
Seeds still grow
-安天美
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Throughout history, colonial powers carved up continents like items at a feast, drawing borders with rulers and ink, blind to the living cultures beneath their maps. Today, their legacy continues through systems that prioritise profit over people - corrupt governments, extractive corporations, and institutions that seem more interested in maintaining power than serving their people.
This systematic extraction has taken more than just resources. It has drained something precious from our collective spirit - that sense of possibility, of magic, of believing things could be different. Many have grown numb to injustice, accepting it as "just the way things are." The weight of these systems can make even the simplest dreams feel distant.
Yet something remarkable persists. Like seedlings pushing through concrete, hope finds a way. We see it in:
It's easy to feel small against such large systems. But remember: every massive change in history started with small acts of courage. Your protest sign, your community project, your refusal to accept injustice - these are seeds. Some seeds may take years to sprout, but they carry within them the blueprint of forests.
To those feeling overwhelmed by the state of things, remember:
Remember: Those who seek to control may have shared the spoils, but they cannot take our capacity for hope. In every act of kindness, every stand for justice, every moment of community care - we prove that seeds still grow. And from these seeds, new worlds are possible.
The question isn't whether hope exists - it's what we'll grow with it.
What seeds will you plant today?
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<aside> <img src="/icons/forward_blue.svg" alt="/icons/forward_blue.svg" width="40px" /> Return to Humanity
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