COMING OF AGE PART 2

4

I did not know how I had changed
I only knew that I had
No doubt, no uncertainty
The brook began speaking to me
Speaking of his history
Yes, and mine
Of the journey that I had begun
Where I would journey to
Of the teachers I would meet
Within this world and beyond it
And as I sat there, absorbed in it all
My brothers of another time
Filed into the clearing nearby
Gathering firewood
As women built temporary shelters
For everyone
As the sun began to set
A roaring fire began to speak and spit
In the center of the field
The men, the young and the very old
Began dancing and chanting
Lifting voice and soul
To all that men call God
Puzzled, because the dance
Was a victory dance
Honoring the quest I had just begun
The ancient ones feasted and danced
‘Til the sun again began to rise
The fire and the dancers began to fade
Into, becoming a part of, the morning mist
Again I was alone, but I now knew
That I ‘was’ a chosen one, knew that
There was a reason for my life
A task or tasks that I must accomplish
I rejoiced in my heart
No man could ever tell me
There was no spirit world
There was no God
For all that they may not be near
I knew I would never be alone.

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5

As I walked the path over the creek
Through the forest to my home
A voice beside and behind said warmly
You have met your guides
Your journey has begun
Wah, I said, nodding, it is so
I said no more but walked to my home
Ignoring others who spoke
Finding voices somehow irritating
In the moment, they did not belong
Compared to all that I had witnessed
The gentle sounds that I heard
I entered my home and sat
Watching the women scurry about
Doing the everyday chores, singing and chatting
I saw these mothers, mothers to be
My heart swelled with a sense of respect
I could compare them to the earth mother
Indeed, I sensed a relationship
Between the earth mother and all mothers
Of man, of animals and fish, even the insects
Why, I thought
Could I not see all of this before now
It now seemed so obvious
All connected in subtle ways
Unseen by blind and greedy men
Intent on a wealth they cannot hold
Beyond the moment
Losing the natural fortune around us
The value of that life
The spiritual value of all things
In their time and their place
They are unable to stop, I think
From their mad pace
To smell, taste, feel, the life of spirit
That is around us always
Waiting to teach us life’s truths.

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6

Old Elijah was sick
The doctors from the white hospital
Said “it is only a matter of time”
He sensed that the elders would gather
This evening, with the medicine man
Who said, angrily, it was time
Time to try the old ways
Local priests pooh, poohed the idea
Superstition from the past
They warned the elders about making God angry
I found it strange that a God of love
Would be angry
With the natural healing aboriginal way
To heal the sick
I think no one believed the priests
Felt the priests did not know their own God
After the meeting with spokesmen of the church
It was sad to see fear in the walk even of the elders
Uncertain where they truly stood
Yet more afraid of their medicine man
That they could see
Rather than the priests unseen God
A healing circle
Would be held next day
After the medicine man prepared his spirit
For the healing journey and ordeal before them
Strong young men, as I was
Were chosen to accompany the medicine man
On the spirit journey to seek out
The lost spirit or spirits of old Elijah
Begging them to return to him, give him life
I waited
Breathing in the excitement
Finding myself chosen to be part of this journey
Cleansing ceremonies would be held
That evening, preparing our own spirits
My heart seemed to say to me, “it is good.”

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COMING OF AGE PT 1

9/5/2008 9:15:56 PM


A HINT OF THEN AND NOW [1]


I walked the paths
Of my fathers
But my ears
Were pierced
By the wails
And screams
Of those who passed
This way
My heart seethed
In anger
At the lack of thought
For the children
Of our children
A butchered land
Sacrificed wildlife
Poisoned water
And for what
A mere dollar bill
As though that were
What life is about
A twinge in my heart
For where is thought
For the mother
Of all life
When will we consider
The balance
In all that she is
Do we not see
At all
That to destroy nature
Murder our mother
Is suicide
And So
The ghosts scream
In the night
But no one will hear
Until we at last see
Perhaps too late
The truth.

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2

The elders said it was time
And so I sit
Lost in the running water
That seems to speak to me
In a sweet voice
That has been lost to man
The smells of nature
And all it entails
Bathes me in its perfumes
As I wait for my guides
Spirits, the elders say
That will guide me
Through my life
Keep me in health
Guide me through
All that my life may hold
This is foolish, I think
But it is the old way
And I wish to honor
My elders and their paths
Though schools and churches
Teach us all
That all we know
Is superstition
So did I say
To our medicine man
Who smiled at me
Saying in hushed tones
Emphasizing each word
That no man while he walked
The earth
Would ever have all
The knowledge
Those thinking that they have
All of the answers
Were still babes
In the spiritual sense
With eyes still closed
From the birthing process
Then he said
Forget it all
To go out and sit
Meditate
Communicate
With the trees and flowers
The insects and animals
And he said
Listen to the bubbling brook
Seek inward
Find the truth
That is meant for me
So Lost in all of it, I sat
Until I realized that the insects
Were no longer bothering me
I saw a wolf nosing its way
From a nearby bush
Not disturbing
Leaf or blade of grass
He looked at me and said
“It is your time.”

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3


I searched for sign
That animals had been near
But found nothing
Again I sat, confused
When the wolf came again
This time in a full run
Straight at me he came
Gone, right through me
As if I were not even there
I turned in time
To see him disappear
In a small hole
That was surely too small
To accommodate
Such a large animal
So I made to move
Finding that I was floating
Above the ground
Drawn to that same hole
Slipping inside
I was right
It went nowhere
And yet
I felt that I might still
Keep on going
So I did
Into a cave
Coming at last
To the cave entrance
Seeing a strange new earth
The wolf came to the edge
He said “welcome
To the underworld
Of your people
Your guides now know
That you have arrived
They hurry to meet
And join with you
I will be the first
Saying so he leaped at me
Again
I looked but he was not there
He was inside of me
“Awkkk” cried an eagle
Swooping down to the ledge
Before me
A sudden roar silenced us all
As a giant prehistoric bear
Rushed into view
Rambling up and onto
The ledge before me
Saying “I am third
The first and last”
So saying
He rose up on hind legs
Towering above all
As he began to lower himself
The eagle flew into, blending
With and into the bears mid-section
I felt nothing
My eyes cleared
I began to hear again
The clear tones of the rushing water
Blending into ‘itself’
The clear sound was amazing.

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a saying that bears repeating

before Sputnik

When I was twelve years old, I chanced to be out on our back, 2nd floor porch trying to stretch out the day, not ready to go to sleep. The moon was full. I have always had a love for it. I still do. As I watched, a red object came out from behind the moon. It seemed to take a ninety degree turn and, in an arc which took almost half an hour, it proceeded into the moon. It came to a right angle spot once more and turned into the moon. I was fascinated by it all. When it came to the middle of the moon, it seemed to pause and sink, disappearing without a trace.
As I say, I was twelve. I had an enormous fondness for ‘Buck Rogers’ as I grew up. The moon episode and further wetted my appetite for things relating to space. But that was all. I tucked it into the back of my mind and carried on with my life.
There was a news program on the television set. It showed a missile. They were talking about the Russians, how they had just launched a satellite to circle the earth. ‘Sputnik’. That name still gives me a rush. It also reached back into my mind the object I had watched. I never looked at the sky quite the same since. How exciting for a kid to know that he had seen something that most of the rest of the world had never seen.
In some strange way, I felt as if I were a part of that history. Scuttlebutt around the family was that some cousin or whatever, some distant relation was involved in early Space flight and helped design early spacesuits. Here is a crude representation of what I saw.

Want to find out how my 'stuff' is received. thank you

TO LEARN IS TO TEACH, TO TEACH IS TO LEARN.



When we stop learning, as the title suggests, we then become victims to the power elite. Man is an intelligent being, far above the animal, maybe. That being said, that intelligent being is far more susceptible to outside influences. The human sees the need for some form of order to avoid such things as suggested in the name anarchy, and so accepts order in the form of our leaders. He may look for logic where there is no such thing. He has to have it, he needs that order above all things.
We leave the worry about the world in the hands of the powerful. Now we can relax, they will take care of it. If they don't, we have someone to blame [other than ourselves]. The problem then raises its ugly head again in that if we then stop thinking about those things and letting 'them' happen, we then face the brainwashing from that leadership to keep them in power, making sure that we believe it is they who can save us from all evil.
No one, watching live sessions of the House of Commons in Canada would ever believe that these were intelligent beings that we elected to rule and advance our societies.
We do though, and if we can see those sessions as productive we may believe in what they produce. To others they might see a kindergarten class with no teacher around.
It might be suggested that such a scenario cannot produce positive results. Since the leaders are still there, and many still believe in them, many are still brainwashed or extremely gullible. Add to that the new shenanigans, which by the way, 20-30 years ago would have put them right out of politics for good, making the populace think it alright for politicians to jump from party to party seemingly without a thought. That might suggest that to them we don't have a brain, or perhaps that they are so much better than us.
There is a system of thought out there that suggests the population-at-large is brainwashed. Well, brainwashed or mislead, we do not have what we should have in the way of a set of leaders. The first thing that must, absolutely must, be
challenged and changed is that 'Power Elite'. They and think tanks are not a plus in
many cases, for us or our world. Does anyone really believe it was 'just' the Kaiser or der Fuher that started the first and second wars? Was there anything underhanded going on in order to bring countries in to one side or the other?
Why did so many nazis end up in the United States, and probably in Canada, based on their finding a fugitive nazi here not many years ago. The Russians probably did it too, and for the same reasons. Russians had more reason than 'most' to hate the nazis and many a nazi didn't get to tell his life story because it ended in a prison camp, or tortured to death. The Russian people went through absolute hell during the nazi invasion. Not as much as the Jewish population of the time. It is hard to imagine anything worse than what they went through.
Don't get the idea that this is Canada bashing, it isn't. This same kind of thing is going on in every part of the world today. It backs up another theory out there, that the entire world is being manipulated by a very small number of people. They are shadow people, never seen, never elected, but who can tell a king, a prime -minister,a president, what to do and tell them how to do it in order to have us believe in what our leaders are selling, and accept it as ok, truth, the way things are or have to be. I am sure everyone knows or has heard many phrases all meaning the same thing.
We are slaves who think they are free, however one defines that, to these power elite. They are playing a chess game. We are the pawns. When they say "check" we have a war. Beware the day when one of them says "checkmate". It may signify the end of the world. Perhaps not for them. For certain they think they
have the means to live through a conflagration of world magnitude. If so, they will indeed have earned the world they will find.
What is the means by which they control most of us. It is with the dollar bill, something that is worth nothing at all since you can’t eat it, wear it or make a shelter from it. The dollar is an artificial means of creating mass trade. In the world of today we can’t get along without it.
Not getting along without it is not necessarily the doings of the shadow people, for population wise we could not live as our forefathers may have had to. In there day they would not have been able to see the world as it is. It would have been science fiction [or, in their time perhaps it would have been sorcery]. Also today we have overpopulation everywhere.
Before the rich countries and their business’ greed, small countries had woven out a life for themselves based on what they had. They survived and were happy in their lives [until influenced by that horrid thing, money]. They had their own riches which we would never recognize.
The elite and the shadow people, plus businesses saw that one country might produce one product extremely well, and put out lavish amounts of money to get them to change their farming to meet the needs of these businesses. Then the hammer fell, all the more so from how far away from money their lives had originally been. Suddenly the businesses and countries involved [and the shadow people for certain] took away the golden times. They refused to pay the prices the economy needed, and that they themselves had helped to create. They agreed to still buy, but at much less money.
The newly wealthy countries were suddenly broke and worse off than they had been. They had been introduced to credit. They borrowed to make more money, although now it wasn’t the people, necessarily, for their elite wanted to be kept in the manner they were ‘now’ used to. Their credit was called. Payments increased until none of these small countries could meet the rising costs.
Now the power elite came into the picture, if not before, and forgave many of these countries financial debts. The power elite had to keep things moving and so made arrangements which these countries could ‘just’ meet. Economies stabilized although in slightly more than abject poverty
Did you see where this might be going? I think not. What these small nations were going through now foretells something of what we may face in the near future. How?......CREDIT.
It is doubtful if any country, large or small, could pay off their debts if they were suddenly faced with having to do it all at once. Neither could you, probably.
But this debt load means that everything going on, including these businesses and their dealings, including all the nations of the world, including many, if not most, of the ordinary people, are so far in debt they will never be clear of it.
That might be funny if it wasn’t so scary. Now the elite had to find a new way to get more money and to keep your mind off what was happening. The shadow people saw a way to keep things stabilized. The stock market was born. More credit came along behind it. Now businesses and through them, countries, could raise more imaginary money through it.
Now business is doing what small countries were doing. They were/are borrowing against themselves in the form of that stock market. This turns itself on us now, for this situation to work for business, they must always be seen as making a profit. It was against this ‘profit’ that business rises or falls. If the credit stops, they are stopped, stopped growing, stopped gouging us.
We might have to learn to get along without any more ‘stuff’ like the newly created ‘must have’ creation, the cell phone. An imaginary need was created, a real need for a minority of people, but it would have remained beyond the ordinary person it a market could not be created, maintained, of course by the stock market.
The way things now are, it may cause war to raise its ugly head again. War cuts down a generation of people through death. If young men aren’t there to create babies, then the shadow people and those depending on them needn’t worry about new creations, the old ones would do, at least for now.
War also creates and generates economies like nothing else. People can be lead by the nose and their emotions in any way the powers want them too. Love and hate are our two most powerful emotions. This is what they did in the 1st World War and again in the 2nd World War.
We are living on air-filled balloons which are about to burst. There will come a day not far away and not far enough, when our worlds will crash. Anarchy, revolution and wars may very well follow. Then, of course, with newly created shadow people and their puppets, government, they will begin again. It may be assured that the shadow people will not be adversely affected by changes in world conditions.
Perhaps we won’t have to wait. Perhaps the shadow people should worry too. Things floating around in space may change the odds on them and make them at least as needy as the rest of us. One marker that this is a possibility came in the form of an asteroid that passed between us and the moon not that many years ago. Whew! That was close.
There are more asteroids heading our way. There may be a rogue planet coming our way, one that it on an elongated orbit, that ancients may have known as Nibiru. No one, not even the ‘untouchables’ will be safe. However, his is a story for another time. It is just a hint to the shadow people that they are not gods, just puppet-masters. They can go crawl into their holes, which is where worms should be, but that will not help them this time.
Could it possibly be that they might actually start working for us to change the odds on our future, and theirs? Who knows? It would be out of desperation if it should happen. There’s no place for them to go. They will find that their lives are just as fragile as yours or mine or anyone elses.
Is there a non-violent way to recuperate from our present dilemmas? I would like to think so but I doubt it. Greed is the one possible emotion that can be more powerful than all of the others together. It alone can cause any and all of the rest of the emotions to falter and fail. Greed can blind others to right and wrong, good or bad.