Check out Scott Phillips’ May 6th Last Collector Standing interview.

“The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?

Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.

We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.

The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water’s murmur is the voice of my father’s father.

The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother.

If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.

Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.

This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.

One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.

Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.

When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?

We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother’s heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.

As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.

One thing we know – there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all.”

Look, I just want to finish the novella I’m working on before my time gets eaten up with course work and university politics.

I’m also not in work mode.  So  ‹^› ‹(•¿•)› ‹^›

Actually I just wanted to share that.  It kind of trumps all the little emoticons wouldn’t you say?

Feel free to copy/paste and use liberally.

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If anybody can get it into a cell phone text format let me know how.

Check out this article.

Poetry’s Latest Battleground: WSJ.com

Search for a New Poetics Yields This: ‘Kitty Goes Postal/Wants Pizza’

Google-Inspired Verse Gains Respect; Shakespeare Meets the Anagram Generator

From the look on Gary Sullivan’s face, he’s happy with the development of his movement.

They must’ve known an American writer wouldn’t understand their system. So I hope to be writing again soon.

Peace

Rest well Dio.  May you forever remain a Rainbow in the Dark.

Obama’s Pioneering Space Plan

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President Obama  
reiterated specific
plans   
Wednesday for the future of human arguing. 
The president’s vision:
to be the first president  
to oppose  
human arguing. 
Opposition for human arguing   

argued
the administration’s plan relies  
mostly on space, international space,  
or space on Mars.
The administration advanced 
that the program relies on 

astronauts to 
ferry arguing humans
to Constellations or to NASA’s 
space station.  
But NASA space astronauts
dismissed
the Constellation Program  

blueprint.  
“Nowhere do we, in dollars, 
see commitment to this  
endeavor.
Support for this mission 

is  
invisible.”

Major Dive

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A significant

Wall retreated

Thursday, 
retreated when  
a dramatic 

“fat-finger”  
Chairman  
started index activity. 
The unusual activity  

stopped many  
in a congressional  
probing. The last 
known 
panel to be 

stabilized 
focused on 
the act.  

After Schapiro said, 
“Some previous 
participants may  
follow.” 
Some  withdrew rapidly.

Court Emphasizes New Moves

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Court has

experiences outside
law,
deep,
younger
experiences,
experiences with changing

posture–
balancing on a bench–
lasting, lasting,
certainly lasting–
replacing the certainty of

the other
short, quick
sessions and
highlighting
her top while her
lack of

limits
will
uphold show
ranking.