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The closeness of Native Americans to the natural world and to animal life is also illustrated by innumerable stories, including one in which the Crow woman, Pretty Shield, tells (Linderman, 1974; 118-120) how a woman found a “mouse-woman” and her babies nesting in a pouch. She spared the mouse family and later the mouse-woman warned her of an impending attack by Lakota enemies.
Pretty Shield herself stated: “I named my own children, and all of my grandchildren. My Helpers, the ants, gave me all these names. I listen to the ant-people, even to this day, and often hear them calling each other by names that are fine. I never forget them.
This respect for animals and elements of the natural world arose not only from a sense of relatedness but also from a sense of honoring the Great Spirit by honoring the world. An old Sioux man, Tatankaohitika or Brave Buffalo, recalled at age 73 (Densmore, 1918: 207-8) how he had learned that teaching:
“When I was ten years of age I looked at the land and the rivers, the sky above, and the animals around me and could not fail to realize that they were made by some great power… then I had a dread and in my dream one of these small round stones appeared to me and told me that the maker of all was Wakan tanka, and that in order to honor him I must honor his works in nature….”
http://freeofstate.org/new/?p=7051
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door Frank Bird Linderman – 2003 – Social Science – 148 pagina’s
6 Thus in a strong sense Linderman shared and appreciated Pretty … accepted the “ant people” as supernatural helpers, took pride in women’s power, …
Door Sherry L. Smith
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by Gary A. David
(published by Atlantis Rising, # 48, Nov./Dec. 2004 under the title “The Ant People of Orion”)
All across the American Southwest we find petroglyphs (rock carvings) or pictographs (rock paintings) depicting entities with spindly bodies, large eyes, and bulbous heads that sometimes project antennae. These eerie figures are frequently shown in a “prayer stance,” their elbows and knees positioned at right angles, similar to the ant’s bent legs.
Do these rock drawings represent a race of Ant People? Do they actually record ancient encounters between humans and an alien species? Are the creatures truly “alien,” like those of the 1947 UFO crash near Roswell, New Mexico? Or are they some crypto-biological anomaly native to our planet? If not, then are they merely psychological manifestations — creations of the collective unconscious? Let’s examine the evidence.
http://www.viewzone.com/antpeople.html
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Here's a surprise: Wild crows can recognize individual people. They can pick a person out of a crowd, follow them, and remember them — apparently for years. But people — even people who love crows — usually can't tell them apart. So what we have for you are two experiments that tell this story.
First, how do crows tell us apart? Watch this video:The Crow Paradox♥↕☼↨
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Antwerp CityPoem: Fresh from the Sea, Marco Cools
The poem is called "Vers van de Zee" (which means either "Verse of the Sea" or "Fresh from the sea"). Artist: Marco Cools.
Translation:
Here rest and unrest rule, here nothing and no one rule
Here my mouth breaks open and I crow.
CityPoem 23: Marco Cools: Vers van de Zee(Inspiring cities)
http://www.thecrowhouse.com/bigpic.html
The world is like a ride in an amusement park and when we choose to go on it we think it's real, because thats's how powerful our minds are. And it goes up and down and round and round, it has thrills and chills and its very brightly colored and very loud, and it's fun - for a while.
Some people have been on the ride for a long time and after a while they begin to question: Is this real, or is it just a ride? But some people have remembered, and they come back to us and they say. "Hey, don't worry and don't be afraid ever, because this is just a ride" - and we kill those people...
"Shut him up! Ive got a lot invested in this ride... Look at my furrows of worry... Look at my big bank account... Look at my family... This has to be real"
But it's just a ride.
But we always kill those good guys who try to tell us that and we let the demons run amok. But it doesnt matter, because it's just a ride - and we can change it any time we want.
All we need is the choice.
No effort, no work, no job, no savings or money - just a choice - right now - between fear & love.
The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns and and close yourself off, the eyes of love instead, see all of us as one.
Here's what we can do to change the world to a better ride right now. Take all the money we spend on weapons and defence every year and instead spend it feeding, clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded and we can explore space...
together...
both inner and outer...
forever...
...in peace.
- Bill Hicks (1961 - 1994 R.I.P.)
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