PLEASE PAY YOUR TRIBUTE TO AMERICA'S 9/11 SAD HISTORY TODAY!
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Posted:Sep 10, 2021 8:47 pm
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AMERICA STANDING TALL AND PROUD
SIXTEEN PRIME MANHATTAN ACRES,
YET TWO VERY SEPERATE PLOTS
ONE BUILT UPON FOR 35 GREAT YEARS
THE OTHER MOST CERTAINLY NOT
MAJESTIC SIDE BY SIDE TWIN TOWERS
REACHING SKYWARD PROUD AND TALL
WHOM EVER COULD HAVE BEGUN TO IMAGINE
THAT FATEFUL DAY, BOTH WOULD SURELY FALL
GIVEN THEIR VERY OWN ZIP CODE
WHICH SIMPLY READ NYC 10048
60 WORKERS DIED IN BUILDING THEM
JUST NORMAL MODERN HIGH RISE FATE
WHO EVER COULD HAVE IMAGINED
OVER 3,000 MORE PEOPLE WOULD PERISH
THAT 9/11 DAY OF COWARDLY TERRORISTS ACTS
DESTROYING WHAT AMERICA SO DEARLY CHERISHED
343 TRULY GALLANT NEW YORK CITY FIREFIGHTERS
BRAVING ALL THOSE RISKS AND JET FUELED FLAMES
THEY ALL TOOK TO UPPER LEVEL STAIRWELLS
THAT BROUGHT BIN LADEN INSTANT FAME
YES IT WAS INDEED A VERY STORIED DAY
MIXED WITH COWARDS AND TRUE HERO'S
THAT SEPTEMBER MORNING, WHEN WITHOUT WARNING
THE COLLASPE OF BOTH CAME RIGHT AT GROUND ZERO
BUT FROM ASHES SOMETIMES RISES
GREAT HOPES TO START AGAIN ANEW
WHILE THIS MAJOR BATTLE WAS CERTAINLY LOST
THE TERRORIST WAR WAS NOT QUITE THROUGH
SO THE NEW FREEDOM TOWER PLANS
WERE UNVEILED JULY 4TH OF 2004
AMENDED IN 2006 FOR BETTER CAUSE
WAS ONE WORLD TRADE, WITH ITS 108 NEW FLOOR’S
A MARVEL OF SUCH MODERN ENGINEERING
TRULY AN UNIMAGINABLE BUILDING FEAT
ITS SPIRE WOULD REACH UP SKYWARD
TO MEASURE EXACTLY, 76 PATRIOTIC FEET
WHILE COMPLETION IS YET A FEW YEARS AWAY
BEFORE OLD GLORY WILL BE PROUDLY FLOWN
SYMBOLISTIC OF UNDYING FREEDOM AND COURAGE
THAT AMERICA'S HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN!
by yours truly started on Tuesday Sept 18 2001
the day my dad was laid rest after passing away
in a CONCORD New Hampshire hospice house with his very
last frightful thoughts in his still keen 86 year old key mind
being that his AMERICA IS UNDER ATTACK!
revised and edited in March of 2011 and 20 One Trade was dedicated on the twin towers very sight.
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THE SECRET OF ALL OF CIVILIZATION TOLD HERE AND NOW! ( must reading)
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Posted:Jun 28, 2020 10:53 pm
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THE SECRET OF CIVILIZATIONS TOLD HERE AND NOW! ( must reading)
Posted: Aug. 9, 2010 6:06 am
Last Updated: Nov. 11, 2010 9:04 am
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Unknown too all peoples located everywhere upon the face of our good earth except our own peoples of pure Navajo Indian bloodlines, lies our Cave of Secrets. Its hidden location somewhere within the vast still unexplored virgin wilderness parts of North Dakota but most certainly nowhere near any Fargo Farm with a bonkers for brains evil witch residing there..
Our culture states that it seeks and only finds finds those very special and truly deserving of us too be honored for all of eternity within its sacred chambers.
Countless thousands of our people have taken their very last breaths with their ending thoughts being the great Spirit will come, take them by their hands and lead them there in honor for of eternity!
Today there is not a single living tribe member that can lead one to this CAVE OF SECRETS!
For over the ten thousand yearly campfires of our brotherhood, it is said through both hidden painted cave drawings and passed on by spoken word, that contained within its invisible walls lies the complete ancient and true history of what is known to have evolved into becoming modern day North America.
Breaking our Indian Code of trespass honor, was a Princeton educated white man who in the late fall of 1939, stumbled upon our Cave Of Secrets while seeking deposits of a new element just named Uranium 235!
In bearing proof of his accidental discovery, he took with him a piece of multi layered scripted mica about the size of an adults coon skin cap. In being a geologist and not an archaeologist, he had no idea what the barely visible carved strange language and crude drawings meant or signified?
Within 90 short days working under the direction of a young 44 year old director of the United States Federal Bureau of Investigation by the name of J. Edgar Hoover, the US Army's secret Decoding Enigma division working to crack the vaulted Cipher machine Code of Adolph Hitler's Nazi party as WW2 loomed, instead transcribed this harmless looking Indian artifact!
Today some 76 years after these events transpired, I Redsky ( photo number one )will release this true story involving our peoples as well as many other hidden secrets!
These many layers of mica were a sort of journal of our peoples entire history. It told of the times of the ice age, drought, disease and famine. Inter tribal wars and invasions coming from those coming from the frozen north that crossed the Alaskan land bridge.
But most importantly it told in full of our Heavenly Gods we named the Great Spirits. Great because they were living creatures just like us. Today they are labeled Aliens or Extraterrestrials.
They came to us in the same crafts found on ancient cave wall drawings discovered and documented on different continents on earth. They were not hostile but instead silent teachers that showed by example and not spoken words.
They were the first sit in pow wow sharing a new form of communication called sign language. They did not eat our offered food but did drink water from our dug out wooden cups.
Out of nothing they produced new tools for us to use. New ways to plant and cultivate were shown to us and then they left promising to return if we honored their laws of Peace and Harmony to all of our kind!
Although they were unseen again, they came as promised. New piles of needed food were found many times just outside of our village. A strange herb was left to cure a runaway plague some 500 years ago as was cloth and hides for sewing to make clothes, blankets and construct our tee pees.
The white man never told us of their discovery of our Cave Of Secrets. Instead true to their evil and very calculated ways, they laid ready for the return of these most unwelcomed creatures they considered both hostile and dangerous.
Yes we now believe that in June of 1947 near Roswell New Mexico only 36 miles from where our people were honoring and burying our great fallen 89 year old Chief Many Brothers, our friends from afar sent an embassy craft tribute that somehow crashed in the desert.
Aboard that craft were a great number of technological gadgets and systems that today have brought this planet into a complete new environmental age of wireless and sub atomic particles and machines.
Think what you may, but ancient civilizations knew what you people today STILL FLATLY DENY. Mankind is but one of countless life forms within the vast endless scope of Space and Creation.
Life was created to both Verify and Phrase Existence.
True Life is not a race against people but rather
A UNITED RACE OF PEOPLES!
(writted and posted by Red Sky to be shared)
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A historical story that started around 180 years ago.
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Posted:Mar 25, 2020 6:36 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2020 3:54 pm 2425 Views
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Below has been taken in it’s entirety from the records of the Dakota tribe A passed father his young teaching
I am posting this version of a story that was first claimed to have been be told across many of the villages of our Plains and further west Indians tribes.
A Red Sky story that was first told by father to his as their campfire spit out windy sparks to fight off the cold fall night air.
"""He was just a boy then wanting to jump ahead in years obsessed with reaching the status of a tribal warrior way too prematurely! Yet I had judged him to then be old enough to understand!
Redsky my only little one had just asked me "Father why is there not a single peace pipe left in our entire village?”
This is what I told him while holding back salty tears that remembered all of my loved and missed ancestors!"
My honor and truth have been a stable of our Redman's Proud Heritage and culture ever since the first sign language and then speech allowed us the wonderful new act of communication.
When a well listented to white man we later found was named Horrible Greedy told all that listened to go west young man, an influx of migration happened almost overnight,
Our once baron endless lands suddenly were active with countless bands of white man seeking new lands to start new life's for themselves and families.
Some wanted to farm, while others to raise livestock. Yet others to prospect or establish new western colonies growing into towns and in almost no time at all, small cities.
We as Gods chosen Native People looked to the heavens for answers that Never Came until it was far too late. None of us dare argue or question the Great Spirit so we swallowed our great pride and gut feelings in order to follow what we thought were his wishes.
All tribes but the Apache and a few renegade raiding Comanche followed the laws of the sky who we daily looked . These new white people needed food and meat and thus came us when hungry or even starving out vast endless prairies when early winters replaced the temperate fall season.
We gave then some food feed then knowing before the arrival of spring, our people too would go hungry with our usual supplies now gone!
The Buffalo hunters left almost quarters of these majestic beasts carcasses rotting so that the vultures mice and a new breed of aggressive dreaded rat came about.
They always took the hides and sometimes the horns to sell back across the great sea to this land they first came from called England. Only choice parts of meat did they butcher to feed them selves
Nothing was given to us Indians who told them in the first place where these once endless herds migrated too and exactly what times of year also.
Many of our peoples waited for these vast herds to come to them waited in vain as these railroad buffalo hunters with their long fire sticks and in great numbers lie in ambush thus turning these herds completely around heading back to where they were coming from. Sometimes every single bison was slaughtered!
Once hardy and almost invincible, they starved for lack of nourishment grasses and became weaker each new arriving generation.
We had no Priest or Popes or Bishops or Pastors to preach the word and laws of God. We were confused by this influx of new peoples taking over our homelands and then ever so slowly our very lives.
Yes war had to happen and we still did not start it in most cases. Our young warriors eager to show bravery and courage became raiders using our ancient ways to hide, sneak and effectively ambush. We were labeled savages yet our cultural ways were of peace and harmony and honor for each other before this masssive invasion began.
So I spoke to my about those changed times and suggested ways to try and cope and thus exist in this now white mans world so different than ours.
With historical books of history to read, our people learned we Indians were not the first peoples to be invaded, conquered and later ruled by new governments backed by powerful armies.
Much is Imbedded and now Inbred in man kinds developed human nature. There is a phrase usually spoken in times of needed sympathy.
I'M SO SORRY, I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL!
This in not true at all.... Pain is deeply felt through the Emotion of Loss! The stronger the Love the stronger the pain.
Our squaws were perhaps the most underrated part of this tragic Invasion of America. Tending our young and taking the place of the man in the family, they were strong and without words of complaint, did what was necessary for all others but themselves.
After the first decade of these terrible wars with bigger newer thunder sticks on wheels and blue colored always mounted soldiers who galloped to the sounds of bugles with guns drawn or these long knifes called swords, our gallant brave lovely squaws knew their loving husbands would someday never return from these mostly lost battles!
They only cried when alone after darkness set in while lying alone in once family shared beds on the ground. So today our once proud cultural ways of life are all but gone.
Redsky my , know still running through your veins, is the true Nomadic Blood also shared by the conquered people of Africa and Asia. For Heritage instills pride and honor! Never look down and in times of puzzlement and hardship, always look !
I betrayed my Redsky for the first and only time in my entire life that night of his Manhood Lessons.
For I got then much in a hurry go inside of our lodge weep alone.
I know now that I should have stayed with my new young man cry along side of him in a joined and united state of Deep Pride and Thankfulness for life!
Your should be proud of his father who told him the truth and the history of his peoples. men must remember the past grow in wisdom and balance. shed tears for those who have suffered is a compassion that should be passed down from father to and , from mother to .
For Storytelling is the greatest teaching tool there is! '''
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Thank you new brothers and sisters for your help
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Posted:Mar 24, 2020 4:54 pm
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2020 3:43 am 2463 Views
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I see my blog has been accepted and posted. I believe I failed to provide a needed comment and that is why it took such a long time to finally appear.
Today I spent some time in trying to learn some of the many things one should know regarding this senior place of promise.
My tribal customs are sacred to both myself as well as to my peoples. Many are great lessons based upon centuries of how to live in good health and peace as well as lessons in brotherhood, harmony and goals in ones life.
One such symbol provided to all of our tribal both young and old was a fictional character by the name of Red Sky who told stories in the form of teaching cultural lessons to his young learning rapidly nearing the age of becoming a brave. Red Sky's having many names depending upon which tribal storyteller held the captive camp fire tribal gatherings audience.
These were started somewhere within the Sioux ( sounding like Sue) nations consisting of seven recognized tribes divided into 13 political subdivisions. These being a very confusing even to myself the seven major tribes (the Mdewakanton, Sisseton, Teton, Wahpekute, Wahpeton, Yankton, and Yanktonai Sioux tribes.)
Know that for centuries almost total Peace existed between all Indian nations and its many geographical located tribes before the known in history as the White man and Indian Wars starting in the 1840's, we always referred to and called ourselves Redskins even before the white skined ,black skined and yellow skined peoples showed up across our lands. ,
(Origin. The term “Indian” is believed to have originated with Christopher Columbus, who used the word to describe Indigenous peoples in the Americas. In the late-1400s, Columbus believed he had reached Asia when, in fact, he had arrived in the Caribbean.)
Red Skies signified What is to Come brought by our Nature Gods who dwelled in the Skies far above the clouds and looked down upon us at times of crisis and deep needs.
It is shown that the queens Shakespeare did make such mention of Red Skies when he said something similar in his play, Venus and Adonis. “Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto the birds, Gusts and foul flaws to herd men and to herds.”
Even In the Bible, (Matthew XVI: 2-3,) Jesus said, “When in evening, ye say, it will be fair weather: For the sky is red. And in the morning, it will be foul weather today; for the sky is red and lowering.”
Weather lore has been around since people needed to predict the weather and plan their activities. Sailors and farmers relied on it to navigate ships and plant crops.
Thus such Red Sky stories I shall hopefully deliver to share our rich and proud cultural beliefs and now almost vanished old ways of living thus to share Joy and celebrate life in peace and harmony!.
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Warm greetings and hello to everyone.
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Posted:Mar 24, 2020 2:21 am
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2020 6:39 am 2986 Views
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I am brand new to this senior site and now that I have passed age 50, I have some changes and adjustments to make to my lifestyle of many years now.
I lost my wife a few years back as we had met at Foxwoods Casino run by our tribe.in Connecticut.
I by profession am a card dealer and sometimes a floor supervisor that most know as a Pit Boss.
I also serve as a consultant advisor relating to new polices and changes. I love people bright colors and excitement. Yet being Native American, I also welcome and love our great outdoors where for four months out of each year, I spend with my remaining family of two younger brothers..
Since being a little boy, I have listened to our tribal medicine man and our tribal storytellers and have many cultural stories I might wish to share here.
I have read many of the blogs today and didn'tnotice any based on history or even the copovirus19.
Foxwoods is all closed down now and I have more free time that I know what to do with. My clothes needs are already met and I always eat at our many different 3 and 4 star Casino or Hotel restaurants and/or snack bars.
I do not even own a car or drive and over the last few days, have been playing lots of online games of cards of which I deal Three Card Monte and Blackjack two decks. Also Texas holdem for private games held upstairs in special reserved private rooms.
Working almost all days, I find myself usually in bed by nine pm and up and fully awake by 4 am.
I guess that's about it for now. I look forward to learning my way around as I also just joined a Connecticut based singles site that seems far too progressive and forward for my present situation.
I also do some leather work and can make a decent pair of moccasins if given the right materials It is where and how I met my wife many years (moons) ago
Toksa”,
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