As a Buffalo, so a Butterfly. Navajo Nations Chawktaw Reception of Thanksgiving, Marriage of Hearts and Just Beginning a New Life into the Unknown Together Eternally to Find the Rest of the Family and Share the Dances of the Tribes in Harmonic Hopes for MORE Happiness. New Earth Nations Rejoice! Raise Dreams, Lift Heads, See Sounds in Surrounding Balance, the Ends of this Earth within my Friends as Set SO FREE as to Truly See the RUMBLE of the Land in Gratitude and Satisfaction, only Time could ever Tell the Tale of my Tears and the Years of Waiting a Friend like Butterfly Buffalo Tearing through my Dreams and Bringing Reason to Prepare for THIS Mysterious Day of Surprises and Unveiling as Humble art the Meek so Tumble down streets like the Emptiness that there be within me, so true art a Community of Tribes in Knowing better than Ever Before the Way to Treat eachother, and the Spirit of True Compassion that Strengthens in our Practice of such Friendship and Comraderie as Elders with such time to just Be Tight Close Together Kept Well without Most Confuse, but a Fusion of Understanding and how pains and hurt are passing in my own disections of possibility, as to proove none of this is real but only our our processing, as to see for myself what a fool is he who thinks he is such wisdom, and as a fan of humility, was this Bird Bridge Bride Ride Assistance ever intended to equip this dignified day with Dream Doors of such Loving Awanderings as to Wind up enough in Places of a Duality Splat, of such a Void Connection, as these Divide Arts are meant to Conquer the Distance keeping many in ways me as well, from being besides another, from seeing the sounds of another, from co-existing with others, from existing at all with mothers and brothers loving lovers alike only... music was orininally not so attached to any Truth of a Moment as to say Farewell and Wish Onwards the Spirit of Impersonally Forged Forgiveness but not Forgotted are the Memories that Await, the Dream Keepings of such Echoes that would be like Shouts from a Caveman of Happiest EUREKA!!!! FOUND AND FOUND!!! if not for you enduring all and conquering together within your own courage to cope with the course as fine as the sand in our our glass glass and as coarse as the Hair of a Navajo Bride. Given the Wedding was Grand, but to understand her joy as the Comb made from Elk Bone was asked to be taken with her as she Journey on in her life with all the Tines Representing the Tribe her Husband came from, all Equality and Dignified Justice sharing Town Time but for sure all the Ups and Downs Tines as One as IaHUeH had Planned for to UndersT& this Hell we have been through to get this far thus fair and kindly sad to say these eyes musta fallen on de floor, and give me a brake but i need a break because pissed off is only one way or another of articulating rage and fury and its kind of profane but they, the Newly Weds are in store because Im coming too with some hopes to pick up the flowers on the why.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 18:24:21 +0000
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