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The Indian’s conception of religion is beyond the comprehension of most missionaries.  He thinks in symbols.  His God is Nature.  The Indian feels God in sensorial perceptions of an immense and mystic   spirit of life and death about him.  All that occurs in nature are manifestations of a supreme being`s control of the universe.  To these he prays and chants.  He prays to the sun for heat to warm him and melt the snow, and bring back the green to corn and fruit.  Out of the soft earth spring the bread that he eats, the grass for his flocks.  It nurtures life.  Snow, rain and dew, the frost and the wind – these come from the Great Spirit.  The sliding avalanche, the thundering flood, the splitting crash of lightning, the blizzard, and the torrid, leaden-hazed day of summer, the yellow sandstorm, swooping along with shriek and moan – all the phenomena of nature have direct and personal connection with the Indian`s inner life.  His head is in the clouds.  He walks with shadows.  He hears the silent voices.  He is mystic.  He is closer to the earth than white men.  His vision is enchanting.  Beauty, color, melody, line and curve, movement and fixity exist for him.  From the tree comes the bow, from the flint the arrowhead, from the beast the sinewed string – from physical things about him all the needs of his material life.  From the invisible center of his surroundings breathes the potency of creation, the divine essence, the secret.  At sunrise the Indian stands entranced in adoration of the renewed burst of light, facing the east, with prayer on his lips.  At sunset he watches the departing glory of the lord of day, silent, rapt, his soul absorbing that golden effulgence, and his prayer ending, `Now all is well`.

from The Vanishing American….Zane Grey

 

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Elizabeth Taylor


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The freedom march


Is it not somewhat amusing how the Arab states which first supported resolution 1973 are now, just a mere 48 hours after bombardment of Libya started, expressing reservations about the extent of the air raids?  What did they think?  That maybe slingshots would be enough to stop Ghadafi’s relentless attacks on his population?  That 120mm cannons and anti aircraft guns aimed at civilians would be halted by strong words?   I say keep raining death from above onto Ghadafi and his band of mercenaries.  And when the coalition of freedom is rid of this Lunatic of Libya, move the jets to Yemen and Bharain.  Yes there is a danger that successor regimes might not be better, but to sit idly by and watch as dictators murder unarmed citizens for exercising the universally recognized right to public protest and freedom of speech is a hypocrisy that would be shameful and embarrassing.  Thank God for the youth of the Middle East who have begun this journey of freedom, the path of which will be strewn with bodies but which promises a destination of life and light.  Pura Vida!

 

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Graffiti or art?


Is it graffiti or art?  Perhaps it is the word itself that has raised the ire of Toronto’s new mayor Ford.  “Drawing or writing scratched or scribbled on wall”.  That dictionary definition does not describe the magnificent artwork we saw on an alley walk in downtown Toronto.  These beautiful murals are the target of mayor Ford who is promising to clean up Toronto.  What exactly needs to be cleaned up here?  This is modern art!  The so-called “tags” by gangs or individuals that end up on public walls in much travelled pathways  (like subway corridors) I can see eradicating.  But the multi colored and original displays like the ones below should surely be preserved as cultural landmarks.  These are examples of art, not scratches or scribbles on a wall.  The men and women who contributed these pieces should be celebrated, not reviled.  Give these kids art grants so they can do more of this stuff!

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Am I the only one who is disgusted by our indifference to the barbarism now happening in Libya?  Have we not learned anything from history?  Did Hitler, Stalin, Zimbabwe, Hutu, Tutsi, Srebrenica not mean anything?  Will we stand on the sidelines again, and watch as more innocent, freedom loving, human beings are slaughtered? What is the purpose of teaching history when nothing is learned?  What is the meaning of having arms when all we use them for is training?  What are we training for?  It is an absolutely fantastic phenomenon, how we can watch Aljazeera broadcasts, debate the horror of it all in our corner Starbucks, and be like eunuchs, impotent and meaningless gnomes.  We have this power, yet we do nothing as another country slips away, into the abyss of madness yet again.  If Libya is denied this light, if the people of this state are allowed by us to drown yet again in the cesspool of psychosis named Ghadaffi, then we are all culpable.  This, as was Egypt and Tunisia, is an epochal momnent in world history.  How will it play out?  You decide.

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I just experienced another of life’s mysterious and truly serendipitous events.  I was posting to my other blog (ecoburica.wordpress.com) which I use only for stories about Costa Rica.  You lucky folk get the benefit of all my diverse ramblings at saunaboy!  So, I thought I’d post an excerpt from my book “The Costa Rica Diaries” (still available thru www.amazon.com) and was scrolling through various chapters.  These were all written many years ago, in fact more than 10 years ago.  One caught my eye, a story about an ecounter with some indigenous peoples who were thinking of cutting down some huge trees at the top of a ridge, bad idea because of the guaranteed erosion that would follow.  So I tagged the paragraphs and pasted it over to the other blog.  Published it.  Then went to view it.  What date had I pasted?  Tuesday March 8!  Not only is it today’s date, but also today’s day!  I tell you, these things have meaning.

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Carl here sitting, listening, feelking.  Multyitudes iof ryum  and cokse wiukl doi tha to toyu.,  Spelling miuatrakes be damned.  OIt wa sgrat.  eniuson, wht great cvhucnkc os p[erpperts and venison.  REd ine, boprdeaux.  carpe dioem.  vortra kaelasst piunbgiu.

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