“You have noticed that the truth comes into this world with two faces.”???
Two faced???
Speaks with forked tongue???
The Truth???
It is said on the white eye’s internets that Black Elk converted to christianity.
Things are generally not simply black and white, so I take the internets claims with a ton of salt.
In my experience(s), Wounded Knee is a powerful, spiritual place.
I could feel power, and insanity, and sadness at what I saw there; what I had never seen and did not know until afterwards, until I had become acquainted, and intimate, and inspired by my Sioux brothers.
The same is true when my mate and I, and several other white eyes, found ourselves in the midst of what seemed like a massive bison herd in Yellowstone.
We experienced awe, but no harm, whilst in the company of any of these great herds/tribes/nations.
I cannot say the same about my time(s) with the white eyes.
These unfortunate beings seem to enjoy killing for sport, or subjugation, or theft, or domination.
Just ask the Sioux, or the Cheyenne, or the Chippewa, or the Apache, or the Palestinian nations.
I am reminded of a YouTube video I saw the other day, about two “great white hunters” who murdered a momma brown bear, after they invaded her home and posed a threat to her cubs.
Oh how these “beasts”, these “studs”, these “real men” “that the U$A needs more of” we’re venerated for the killing.
Reminds me of the Jews/Zionists in Israel, and beyond.
Just more white eyes, I surmise.
“One is sad with suffering, and the other laughs; but it is the same face, laughing or weeping.”
Maybe the modern definition of “two faced”really does fit.
For when I’m laughing nowadays, it feels like “I’m full of shit”.
“You have noticed that the truth comes into this world with two faces.”???
Two faced???
Speaks with forked tongue???
The Truth???
It is said on the white eye’s internets that Black Elk converted to christianity.
Things are generally not simply black and white, so I take the internets claims with a ton of salt.
In my experience(s), Wounded Knee is a powerful, spiritual place.
I could feel power, and insanity, and sadness at what I saw there; what I had never seen and did not know until afterwards, until I had become acquainted, and intimate, and inspired by my Sioux brothers.
The same is true when my mate and I, and several other white eyes, found ourselves in the midst of what seemed like a massive bison herd in Yellowstone.
We experienced awe, but no harm, whilst in the company of any of these great herds/tribes/nations.
I cannot say the same about my time(s) with the white eyes.
These unfortunate beings seem to enjoy killing for sport, or subjugation, or theft, or domination.
Just ask the Sioux, or the Cheyenne, or the Chippewa, or the Apache, or the Palestinian nations.
I am reminded of a YouTube video I saw the other day, about two “great white hunters” who murdered a momma brown bear, after they invaded her home and posed a threat to her cubs.
Oh how these “beasts”, these “studs”, these “real men” “that the U$A needs more of” we’re venerated for the killing.
Reminds me of the Jews/Zionists in Israel, and beyond.
Just more white eyes, I surmise.
“One is sad with suffering, and the other laughs; but it is the same face, laughing or weeping.”
Maybe the modern definition of “two faced”really does fit.
For when I’m laughing nowadays, it feels like “I’m full of shit”.
Mitakuye Oyasin???
I have my doubts.