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Jun 18, 2011

Bush Cartel Wants to Ski on Diichilí Dzil ~ Navatekiaoui ~ Hvehasahpatch !!!



"Today we take direct action to stop further desecration and destruction of
the Holy San Francisco Peaks. We stand with our ancestors, with allies and
with those who also choose to embrace diverse tactics to safeguard
Indigenous People’s cultural survival, our community’s health, and this
sensitive mountain ecosystem
...Four weeks of desecration has already occurred. Too much has already been
taken.  Today, tomorrow and for a healthy future, we say “enough!”

As we take action, we look to the East and see Bear Butte facing desecration, Mt. Taylor facing further uranium mining; to the South, Mt.Graham desecrated, South Mountain threatened, the US/Mexico border severing Indigenous communities from sacred places; to the West, inspiring resistance at Sogorea Te, Moana Keya facing desecration; to the North, Mt. Tenabo,Grand Canyon, Black Mesa, and so many more… our homelands and our culture under assault.
...More than 13 Indigenous Nations hold the Peaks Holy. The question has been
asked yet we hear no response, “what part of sacred don’t you understand?”

For hundreds of years resistance to colonialism, slavery & destruction of
Mother Earth has existed and continues here in what we now call Arizona.
The United States recently moved to join the United Nations Declaration on
the Rights of Indigenous Peoples, evidently the US has not currently
observed and acted upon this declaration, otherwise we would not be taking
action today. 
...For nearly 4 decades, resistance to desecration and destruction of the Peaks
has been sustained.  Prayer vigils, petitions, lobbying, protests, and many
diverse tactics have been embraced.  Historic court battles have been
fought.

We continue today resisting Snowbowl’s plan to spray millions of gallons of
wastewater snow, which is filled with cancer causing and other harmful
contaminants, as well as clear-cut over 30,000 trees. The Peaks are a
pristine and beautiful place, a fragile ecosystem, and home to rare and
endangered species of plants and animals.

Our action is a prayer.

We invite those of you who could not join us today and who believe in the
protection of culture, the environment and community health to resist
destruction and desecration of the Peaks:

- Join us and others in physically stopping all Snowbowl development!

- Honor and defend Indigenous Peoples’ inherent right to protect Sacred
Places

- Resist colonialism and capitalism! Embrace diverse tactics to end
Snowbowl’s and all corporate greed

- Demand USDA end Snowbowl’s Special Use Permit

- Demand that the City of Flagstaff Mayor and Council find a way out of
their contract to sell wastewater to Snowbowl

- Demand that Arizona Department of Environmental Quality change its
permission allowing wastewater to be used for snowmaking.

— Protect the Peaks! –"



Lulz Ship Destroyer Deploying to Valley Forge at President Obama's (future) Request.



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" I seen this myself.
A big horse was pulled in and a tall man swung down from the saddle and 'twas Zexcellency himself.
The boys stopped with their stones in utter awe at witnessing this bold soldier dismount to stand amongst 'em.
Now boys, says he, I will show you how to jerk a stone.
So he did. Took a small flast rock from one and showed 'em as they crowded near at his behest, showed 'em how to curve the finger round the edge.
'Tis best this way, he said. He cast his first stone, and the thing curved in the air immediate before it struck the water and dove deep.
He may have been disgruntled but he made no unhappy face. Zexcellency was like that: always calm. You couldn't see his face change in warfare or out.
He took up another stone and cast it, and it went skate-rise-skate-rise-skate-rise, it seemed a dozen times, and they boys let out their breath together in a yip, admiring.
See how? the tall man told 'em. I found ill-luck on my first venture but this is more to the manner!
Again he cast a stone, and it went skipping upon the very surface like it was a maid lifting up her petticoats and dancing in springtime.
Once more, oh sir, please do one more! the boys were crying as he mounted.
But he said with gravity, Ah no, we have a war to fight, and he went riding off, and so we all took up our grounded arms and marched in his fine track as well."

from: Valley Forge A NOVEL, by MacKinlay Kantor, M.EVANS AND COMPANY 1975

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Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

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Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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