Fantasy or fiction real or perceived your dream time can define you let them come..prepare yourself free of worry fear and ugly things..let your true self come back ..be that child again when everything was real or could be..a man Murat Akyol said " Everything you can imagine is real"..you only have to believe..…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on May 31, 2020 at 1:22am — No Comments
For John and Sammy ,Eagle Man and Mark Bless'um All I live and breathe your memory on this day
and thank you for my life I will honor you forever A'HO
Added by Michael Johnson on May 24, 2020 at 3:14pm — No Comments
To many times both at the Red Road Substance Abuse Meetings I attend i hear the hate and not the hope of the Native American past and hopelessness of their future even more so today ..Well I may be an old wasicu with a half Native Wife..but the words above moved me to my core..their is hope we just have to grasp…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on May 10, 2020 at 10:25pm — No Comments
The Lakota, call Bigfoot Chiye-tanka "chiye" means "elder brother" and "tanka" means "great" or "big". In English, though, the Lakota usually call him "the big man". "There is your Big man standing there, ever waiting, ever present, like the coming of a new day," Oglala Lakota Medicine Man Pete Catches "He is both spirit and real being, but he can also glide through the…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on March 12, 2020 at 8:30pm — No Comments
Have you ever experienced the felling that when apart from a loved one..you felt in your heart they were with you as if they really were there.
here's a Robert W Service poem about that.
I know a garden where the lilies gleam,
And one who lingers in the sunshine there;
She is than white-stoled lily far more fair,
And oh, her eyes are heaven-lit with dream!
I know a garret, cold and dark and drear,
And one who toils and toils with…
Added by Michael Johnson on January 30, 2020 at 1:28am — No Comments
Nite now and the dreams come slowly surely,
it's a time when I can go back and change things
from the way they were, to the way I want them to be
like when Susan stayed around and Frisko was ours..we danced then..and her cancer never came.
Times when Jimmy and I never went on that last patrol
and both of us came home.
Times when Home was a friendly place and my step father
didn't laugh when I
asked with tears in my eyes…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on January 22, 2020 at 2:49am — No Comments
Inuit legend gives us the tale of Qalupalik who is described as half human, half sea creature. Like other mermaids, she lives in the Arctic seas and is always searching for disobedient children who roam too close to the shoreline.
They describe her as having long wild hair, green skin, and fingernails so long they almost look like claws. She wears a garment called an amautik which is worn by Inuit women to hold their babies on their backs, sort of like a back pack. That’s how she…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on January 20, 2020 at 11:24pm — No Comments
I probably will never see El Monte on a
or El Segundo washed by winter rain.
I never knew these towns existed-if they do,
outside of the obituary page that states
how many boys came home today in boxes
made of steel.
I'm well aware that some have died
from Chicago too
but it's the El Nowhere towns
I think about this morning
and the young men the whole town knew.
Today some children running down the hill
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