Ethical Spirituality

12/02/2024

12/02/2024

From the Battle of Little Big Horn“I had sung the war song, I had smelt power smoke, my heart was bad--I was like one who has no mind. I rushed in and took their flag; my pony fell dead as I took it. I cut the thong that bound me; I jumped up and brained the sword flag man with my war club, and ran back to our line with the flag. I was mad, I got a fresh pony and rushed back shooting, cutting and slashing. This pony was shot and I got another. This time I saw Little Hair (Tom Custer)--I remembered my vow, I was crazy; I feared nothing. I knew nothing would hurt me for I had my white weasel tail on. I didn't know how many I killed trying to get at him. He knew me. I laughed at him and yelled at him. I saw his mouth move but there was so much noise I couldn't hear his voice. He was afraid. When I got near enough I shot him with my revolver. My gun was gone. I didn't know where. I got back on my pony and rode off. I was satisfied and sick of fighting."Itoηagaju (Rain-in-the-Face) Lakota , 1835-1905
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12/02/2024

Every word of this! I hate to tell people, but all those “insults” don’t work.

Libs- abundant
Snowflake- beautiful and unique
Woke- ummm, awake & aware
Safe Place - I’d love one, thanks.

Being called these things are such a beautiful, if unintentional, compliment to the kind of person I am. So, thanks?

12/02/2024