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Saturday, November 04, 2006

One World, One Tribe, One Love.


I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.”
Geronimo of the Apache People

Thursday, November 02, 2006

We Return thanks...........


We return thanks to our mother, the earth, which sustains us.
We return thanks to the rivers and streams, which supply us with water.
We return thanks to all herbs, which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
We return thanks to the moon and stars, which have given to us their
Light when the sun was gone.
We return thanks to the sun, that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit, in
Whom is embodied all goodness, and
Who directs all things for the good of
Her children.
~Iroquois Prayer~

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

~ London Calling! ~

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared - and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
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London calling, now don't look to us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the reign of that truncheon thing
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The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cause London is burning - I live by the river
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London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go at it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out - and draw another breath
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London calling - and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you running out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
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The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cause London is drowning - I, I live by the river
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Now get this
London calling, yes, I was there, too
An' you know what they said?
Well, some of it was true!
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London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
~ London Calling ~
I never felt so much alike, like-a, like-a...

By Strummer and Jones, The Clash

Monday, October 30, 2006

~ Remember ~

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Amazing Grace, how sweet the Earth
That bore a witch like me!
I once was burned, now I survive,
Was hung and now I sing.
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T'was grace that drew down the moon
And grace that raised the seas,
The magick in the people's will
Will set out Mother free.
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We face the East and breathe the winds
That move across this earth,
From gentle breeze to hurricane
Our breath will bring forth the change.
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Turn towards the South and feel the fire
That burns in you and me.
The spirit's flame will rise again
And burn eternally.
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We greet the West, our souls awash
In tide of primal birth.
Our tears and blood, our pain and love
Will cleanse and heal the earth.
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Reach into the North and know your roots
Down deep ancestral caves.
We find the wisdom of the Crone,
Of circles we are made.
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Amazing Earth, enduring life,
From death into rebirth.
T'is earth I am and earth I love
And earth I'll always be.
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Amazing Grace, how sweet the
Earth That bore Witches like we.
We once were burned, now we survive,
Were hung and now we sing.
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Goddess bless, so mote it be,
Our magick spirals on
Merry meet and merry part
And merry meet again.
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