These are my articles written over time. Please feel free to ask questions about any post.
Date: August 12, 2029 — Same moment as Amara’s proposal Locations: Times Square (NYC) | Uhuru Park (Nairobi) | Dongdaemun Plaza (Seoul) | Cinelândia (Rio de Janeiro) There was no countdown. No keynote. No official host. Yet at the exact second Amara Okonkwo’s voice filled the General Assembly Hall, four massive screens flickered on across […]
The Broadcast That Wasn’t Scheduled Read More »
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Date: March 14, 2028 — 9:47 p.m. Location: Same Brooklyn fire escape The phone rang while Emil was still staring at the folded flags on the livestream. Grandfather didn’t wait for hello. “That line you kids wrote… ‘Nations are a technology.’ I’ve been sitting here with the TV on mute for an hour just chewing
After the Rooftop Accord Read More »
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Date: January 20, 2028 Location: United Nations Headquarters, New York Status: Emergency Security Council Session They had been expecting this moment, though none of them said it aloud. The chalk-covered sidewalks outside the UN still glowed faintly from the night before, smudged by footsteps and snowfall, like a river trying to remember the verses written
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Date: November 15, 2027 – 8:17 p.m. EST Location: Emil’s tiny studio apartment, Brooklyn The phone buzzed once. Emil stepped into the quiet stairwell and answered. “Grandpa?” A familiar voice, warm and gravelly, answered on the second ring. “Hey, Emil. You okay?” “Yeah,” Emil said, exhaling. “I just needed to talk to you.” There was
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Date: November 14, 2027 – 11:11 AM Location: Security Council Chamber, United Nations Headquarters They brought a child. Layla (19) walked in first, holding the hand of a 12-year-old boy named Sami from Gaza. He wore the same navy hoodie, three sizes too big, sleeves rolled four times. Under his left eye: a faint scar
Dawn spread quietly across Grandfather’s house, brushing the windows with a pale, amber hush. Emil sat alone in the old study, where dust motes drifted like slow constellations above the desk. The ledger lay open before him. Beneath his fingertips, the worn grain of the wood held the warmth of memory — debates, laughter, arguments,
The Grammar of Peace Read More »
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The greenhouse felt smaller on January 6, 2026, its patched glass fogged with the breath of winter. Emil stood by the scarred table, the ledger open to the Law of Losing and Gaining entry, its pages still warm from the night’s writing. The seedling tray beside him held basil and beans, their leaves curling inward
Lighting the Rooms Read More »
Justice, Life Challenges
The house was quiet except for the ticking of the clock and the faint drip of rain on the eaves. Emil sat at the table, the ledger open before him. Its newest page held Priya’s careful script: “Governance is a stake in the ground. Mercy, justice, and trust are what climb upon it.” He traced
The Trellis and the Storm Read More »
Justice, Life Challenges
(Responding When We Know Someone Has Failed) By the fig tree again, the lesson unfolded in silence before it was spoken. The summer air was heavy with tension. Emil sat beneath the fig tree, the one place he could think clearly, his eyes fixed on a letter crumpled in his hand. His friend Zayd had
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Emil sat on a stone wall, legs dangling, eyes burning—not with tears, but with something deeper. Anger. A story had unraveled in the village below—someone falsely accused, shamed in the public square, while the real offender walked free. Emil clenched his fists. “Why didn’t anyone speak up?” he asked. “Why didn’t we?” His grandfather sat
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