Not “all the land around a river” but the river. Not lines on a map drawn to separate armies or to delineate no-fire zones.. A living thing. So were the Wanapum of the mid-Columbia, who lived on bars and shoals along the river, signed no treaties and were largely denied their river during the plutonium processing years. Here’s their heartland, White Bluffs, in the Hanford Reach. The smoke is from a huge grassland fire to the west.
That is a wisdom that we need to be aiming for. Our war society can only last so long. Some day our children’s children’s children’s children will be living on the earth again. The path to that place is what we are building. If we aren’t, we are building the path that leads away from it.