Freedoms Phoenix should have the most lively, the most combattive, the most fun comments section in the world because this has become a "crossover" space: a place where all kinds of viewpionts can get consideration. Ours is an ideological movement first and foremost. We take perfection in our minds and try to find a way to express it in real life with real people with real opinions and positions of their own.
To my mind, this is a place where facts are secondary to our understanding. This is a place where we refine understanding using the facts and feelings and reports from EVERYBODY.
So if this wet blanket has anybody scared that if you post, some kid from the Odham people or the anarcho-capitalists or the Gonzo jouralists, yeah Kittans, m'soa Kitantuweh, this is in a sense where the BIG DAWGS run. Yeah this is pretty harsh territory. But if you aren't catching the 3VOL, well, you just pick up your britches and try again. And don't be surprised if you find one of us picking you up by the britches and telling you to try again.
Try again and don't stop.
Try again and keep trying, don't stop, never stop, go harder, faster, deeper. Don't give up. Do anything before you give up. Call for help before you give up. Say "brothers and sisters of FP, I tried so long and now I feel like giving up" and a bunch of us will rush up to you and encourage you. Even poor Chuck Adkins got the Oyate blessing and if you were there for it, I trolled the living crap out of this fine and well intentioned young man. Anybody that was here for it might remember the "Chuck Adkins doll with life-like hair" routine.
Yes I did contact Chuck personally and let him know I love him and the coast is clear.
Hey guys, Oyate totally got character-assasinated, imitated, drug through the mud but you might have seen what I did. Just met it and accepted it. I'm still here. Still me. Don't be afraid. Do not be afraid.
Folks I got some got some good news and I got some bad news. Which do you want first?
The bad news is yes, we're getting trolled and half of the ADL and the SPLC and DHS and NHS and SS and FBI and CIA and every other 3-letter acronym is watching us now, our every move. Big freaking deal.
The good news is we can still say anything here to anybody and yes, the word is out that if you are too uncomfortable expressing your own opinion, you can just pretend to be one of us and express your opinion.
Me, I myself have already said about every nasty thing I can say so I'm content to have all the rest of it attributed to me. Hell, I know who I am, I still love you. And if you know me you already know I love you so I get to say all this nasty shit and you just laugh it off and say "oh there goes Oyate again".
Hey. Don't be afraid. Look at me. Look at my eyes and see the smile. Look at me. I'm not afraid. Look into my big brown native-extract mud-person eyes. I'm right here. You are right there. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid though the devil himself though he should stand in front of you and tell you he knows everything. He does. He's a devil. The way we neutralize them is say "yeah you know me and so does everybody else and that's our strength".
And when you leave this place of pain and suffering you turn your head over your left shoulder and say "where is your joy now oh Child Of The Dawn? Oh Morning Star?"
See Kittans, even Ya Almighty loves the persecutors. See, when Ya talked to his betrayors, he said it with heavy words of love and affection. I paraphrase Exodus. Or was it in Revellations? It had to be in there somewhere.
OK, no practice, Oyate articles are one-off, no editing, let's see if we can remember the books, say it with me;
Ya Heskel (Exiekiel)
I left out Tobit kind of on purpose.
I left out a lot of things.
There are some things I remember. And there are some things I forget. As you advance you will learn as we do, to remember to forget. Now is not the time for me to remember everything. For now, my job is to accept you. And you are scary and I am scared. But this is not the order. This is not the way it's supposed to be. You are supposed to be unafraid and I'm supposed to bring you water and be comic relief.
PICK YOUR DICKS UP OUT THE DIRT AND REMEMBER HOW TO ACT LIKE MEN.
Because if you don't, there ain't no real men left. I'm just a warrior. A dumb instrument. I'm supposed to be in submission to my elders.
And know what? All my elders are dead. If I want to go upstream at this point, jump ahead of the chain of my command, know whom I have to complain to?
ARVOL LOOKS-AT-HORSE, THE PRESENT HOLDER OF THE WHITE BUFFALO CALF PIPE. AND I'M OLD TRADITION, I CAN'T CALL HIM "LOOKING HORSE", OUR TONGUE STATES "LOOKS AT HORSE".
Completely different meaning but that's my recourse. And I'd rather be dead than trouble that heritage. Arvol knows I can come to him for help for any number of things except me. I must come to him for you. And as I struggle to complete the 7 Ceremonies, I realize that I will probably never, ever attain the highest level, that of a Sundancer.
That's OK, I don't really need to because I'm already ready to lay my life down for the Oyate. And I know it's gonna hurt like a bitch. I know it and I'm trying to prepare myself for it in my heart. I just have to accept as a young warrior that I come when I am called and I go where I am sent. And my job doesn't change.
I'll do exactly the same thing in jail as I do now. But I will just meet new people and new challenges. I'm not afraid. Well, I am but I'm willing to face it.
MY TRADITION HAS ALREADY SURVIVED A GENOCIDE. We are fucked up, we are post-traumatic and no longer have the benefit our our whole syntactical universe.
In order to reconstruct our lives, we tried to put all we had, all we remembered into one pot. And this is how NAC, the Native American Church was born on the Ute res. Utes gave us this new vision. And this gives me eyes to see and ears to hear what the La Raza people are talking about.
La Raza is a very contemporaty interpretaion of tradition. It is infused with socialist ideology and this is somewhat compatible with our people. We actually historically dwelt in little microcosms of egalitarianism or authoritarianism but we didn't know it was usupratory until you Wasi showed up and told us we are individuals.
I tell you in truth, we did not know we were indivudials really in the way you understand. We thought of ourselves as nothing until we were MADE by the tribe. That's part of why we practiced infanticide with no trouble. When a new one comes, the life of the tribe is paramount and there are certain days and places and times, mostly determined by your ancestors, that you fit the Order and will be Named. And until you are named, you are not even a human being. And that's why we felt justified, in the old days, for killing women and children because they weren't even human beings.
People talk about the need to de-humanize your enemy. How much easier it was to kill and maim when you didn't have to go through that reverse-engineering thing of de-humanizing that which was never a human to begin with.
But that was the old days and these are the new. And our ancestors and spirit guides are not irellevant or out dated. The are here to tell us and instruct us. And enlighten us such that we can give thanks to the Eastern Power when the sun rises and I pray for you s'oah Kittans. And when I say I am ready to pick up my rifle for you I mean it but I will first rely on my tomahawk because death is not meant to come silent and without honour like you do not value your enemy.
I wish to die with honour. I'm a warrior of an old code. But I also know that a warrior's duty begins right here right now. So I seek to cheer you up.
Something is wrong here because the warrior men of your culture are afraid. What are you afraid of? Death? Torture? Incarceration?
The way we deal with this is by hanging onto each other. That's how we make it through. Whole or in pieces. And if only pieces of you come through, look to us because we are experts in taking the pieces and putting them back together. We know what PTSD is, we practically invented it in the "modern era".
I stand here to forgive you and to catch you when you fall and build you back up again.
I'm your worst dream or nightmare come true: we will help you as long as you are true to yourself.
And if you insult me or my females to my face, you have just cut off your face. Repent or walk this Earth alone with nobody to get you your meds or push your wheelchair or bring you food when you are hungry or water when you are thirsty and that is worse, way worse than dying my friends, s'ua Kittans. way worse. And it's not in The Way Of Measured Step.
Hey-ya, I once had a friend named Fred and we would do shots together and every time we did a shot he said "kind of grabs you by the boo-boo don't it?"
In all these years I have never known what a "boo-boo" is but maybe we are figuring it out togther.
Don't give up, don't give in, never let go. We are with you always. Whatever "we" is anyways, we're the definition. I know. I'm authorized.