Screw the Money — Just Give Me the Land

A Message to Volusia County, Florida — and Anyone With the Power to Make Things Right I’m tired of watching life get auctioned off to the highest bidder while people like me are left behind with crumbs. I’m not asking for a government payout. I don’t need another card that barely covers groceries. I don’t want a grant that gets denied for “lack of funding” or another damn application that never even gets read. I just want land. That’s it. Give me a small plot in Volusia County — not a mansion, not the beach, not a piece of paradise — just something I can work with. Something I can call mine. A sliver of soil to build my own future on. Why Land? Because Land Means Power. Land is the one thing they don’t want you to have — because once you have it, you’re harder to control. Land means freedom. Land means I don’t have to keep begging. Land means I can grow food, house my family, and stop being dependent on broken systems that were never built for people like me. Volusia County, You Have Land. You Just Don’t Give It to Us. Let’s be real — there are vacant lots, abandoned homes, and city-owned properties all over Volusia County. You’re holding onto them like trophies while your people suffer. Why is it that investors from out of state can buy up whole neighborhoods, but people like me — born and raised in Florida — can’t even get one lot? Why do developers get tax breaks, while we get eviction notices? Why are Airbnb units multiplying while working families can’t find a single damn place to live? Give us land. Don’t lock it behind paperwork and policies made to confuse us. Don’t sell it off at rigged auctions where we’re never told the rules. Give it to the people who live here. The ones who struggle, who survive, who deserve a real chance. This Is Personal. This Is Pain. This Is a Broken Promise. I’ve been on SSI since 1996. I’ve been doing everything right, staying within the system’s lines. My parents are on Social Security. They worked, they paid in, and now they’re older and still can’t afford to own a piece of what they helped build. This isn’t a sob story. This is a call for justice. We’ve been promised opportunity, ownership, second chances — but all we got was red tape and rejection. So don’t hand me money that disappears in two days. Give me land — and I’ll build something real. This Is Bigger Than Me. I’m not just speaking for myself — I’m speaking for every single person in Volusia County who’s sick of renting forever, who’s sick of watching outsiders buy up their future, who’s sick of systems that never include us. You want to talk equity? Start with ownership. You want to build community? Start by giving people the tools — not the debt. 💥 Here’s My Ask: If you work in Volusia County government, city planning, housing development, or you’re part of a nonprofit or land trust — I’m asking you straight up: give me land. • Don’t ignore me. • Don’t hide behind “we’re reviewing your request.” • Don’t pretend this land isn’t sitting there unused. Call me. Email me. Show me where I can apply. Help me do what this system was never designed to do: own something real. ✊ This Is My Movement. From now on, I’m not chasing dollars. I’m chasing dirt. Because dirt turns to roots. And roots turn to power. Screw the money. Just give me the land. Volusia, I’m ready.