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Pleiades watching our weather report, presently, up north, the Indigenous forced to change, as icebergs rapidly melt as perma frost goes away, as, land base disappears, so, they go, overnight from hunters to gatherers, fishing in boats, in winter time, no walking on the ice, like the old days, no more, down south our relatives…

That pretty bluebird sings, “Earth is on fire!” Sun is nearer, closer than ever before, Making fools, more foolish, Making crazy, more crazy! The trees telling me! The times telling me! Life is not the same as before! It’s in the winds! It’s in the clouds! It’s in the earth! “See us, we don’t know…

Oh, violence does dance, that silly dance, so ugly, it’s hidden deep within all those not forgiven scars, left alone simmering to a boil, that will always explode! Oh, violence, so, very deceiving, it is, so embedded in our world, one can never sleep alone! Oh, violence, it’s angry face just appears, so, suddenly, out…

You may see me, intact and whole, a complete package, your unaware of the damage, caused by all the assaults, by all the insults! You see the smile, hear the laughter! You may see me, fall down, you may laugh! You may see me weak, you may avoid me! But, if you listen, you will…

Tunkashina, Wakan Tanka, Dear God, God of All, can you heard our call? Please allow our Brother, Leonard Peltier, to go free! Free to be where he should be…I see him sundancinfg with his family and me… I was standing there in Ogalla, South Dakota, that day, as the f.b.eyes came charging in over jumping…

There’s smoke coming off the river saying, “Child, all this is your birthright!” There’s two chiefs, who say every time, I am by the fort, “They hung us, here, son, don’t every forget us!” There’s these old rocks, telling me, “We saw it all, take us with you!” There’s this cry heard by those yet,…

I need the world around me, it doesn’t need me in it. If you believe that peace, not possible, you, just might be right, But, I think, peace is the way to go. War and Violence is just making a lot of money for the NRA, Pentagon and killing a lot of people, all at…

Dragonfly, your the earths’ own little creature, that moves all about, for us all to see and observe you who stops to sing that special song, for you, have our hearts, in your grasp and play the fluttering around fool, that makes a blessing from the heavenly sounds that drifts over our time, makes me…

There appears this brown leathered face, full of mystery’ wrinkles, like, you know, must have had a fight or two, spent many a night lost in drink, many a day without the means to indulge, the necessary, that even with a bright smile and voice deep, that spoke of cigarettes and colds, like a wily…

That dark rock fell down, from that star, from that place afar, it landed and it split apart making light by dark giving a brand new start, it sings that song, it is only heard in the skies, when one we love dies. Strong Buffalo 11.1.19 St. Paul, MN.