red everywhere |
the desert once was the ocean. a couple of times apparently. i wonder if my ancestors ever chilled with the ancestors of this here land. im in new mexico. the land is red. everywhere you look, red. ho...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 16:44:00 GMT |
tawhirimatea |
Hii, Haa Born, it's a new day, it's a new dawnBorn, into a hand of cards already drawnBorn, birth, living, lifeBorn, torn, worn, strifeBorn, yes here I amBorn, heart beating, its here I stand.I f...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 01:12:00 GMT |
ouch |
yeowwie. after you gut a fish if youve just pulled it in sometimes their nervous systems are still going for it so they twitch and jump without gutts. kind of like chooks without heads how they still ...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 13:36:00 GMT |
blinking eyes to stay awake |
wiping my face with hands that stink of fish and are cut from ropes, scales and misguided scaling knifes. i love my home. i love the way that tangaroa fuels me, cleanses me, feeds me just like we are...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 01:41:00 GMT |
scatchin my head |
scrathchin my head trying to think of where they have all gone. natives were on the rampage. the then cyclone turned to their homelands to dormant lie until the time comes to cause a raucus revolution...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 01:54:00 GMT |
