Word From The FrontA Story by Healing StarWhat I was shown after watching video of the Stand for Water, for Life, as the Militants who see Money and Oil being more important than Blood.
I wrote a very powerful poem of what I saw at the front thru videos - the snipers on the wings, guns pointed, huge fire extinguisher pepper spay fired without warning, rubber bullets, hearing our brother the horse shot out from under a 16 year old boy, who was missing all day, but found. Wall of black b******s with sticks, beating women. The world is not ready for that poem yet, it's greatest message is that the power of the Ancestors and what comes from them through us - through our allowing will be seen by even the blind that walk among us. They spoke to me and I recorded it, when that black militant wall, came to the prayer mother in the middle of the road, and the man issuing the orders, stopped and they told me he was shown in his heart the power of this prayer mother that he could not disturb that, and all those who surrounded her and said they were protecting her. they were not disturbed, he said this group we will go around, and in a moment they stepped around them and the black wall of militant bodies continued - they went for miles bending to nothing , but his heart was shown he could not break into the sacredness of this prayer mother. With Love and the Power of the Ancestors - they may move us, they may for a moment bring fear to us, but we must not bow to it, we must stay in our hearts, not fight back, stay in our stillness, remembering why we are here - for Mother, for Life, for the Stand - that is our Final Stand - this is where we will look and see, this is where we turned our Humanity to Sustainability.
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Added on October 31, 2016 Last Updated on October 31, 2016 AuthorHealing StarSouth Jordan, UTAboutI am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..Writing
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