I'm seeing Original Americans I’m seeing a teepee And a campfire outside of it And a woman and a little boy between the teepee and the campfire And the woman is standing outside the open flap, the door of her teepee And the boy is sitting outside in front of it They are both between the teepee and the fire And now the woman looks up and to her right As though she has heard something in the distance And I see her quickly and determinedly go into her tepee And yes she immediately returns out She is carrying a small bag, a pouch, almost like a purse And she gestures to the boy Her son? She gestures to him She communicates with him She is telling him to flee from this place She is giving him her bag with all the family money in it For he must flee, for their home is to be raided and they will not survive She urges her boy to take the bag and get on his horse and gallop away And what about you Mother? She shakes her head, no She urges her boy on But she will not flee, no she will not She is proud She knows who she is And she refuses to be frightened by these ignorant savages She knows who she is She is a member of a great tribe A tribe now dispersed to the four winds due to these pale-faced monsters But she will disperse not for them No she will not She is not afraid She is very calm She enters her tent And proceeds to pack it up It is all folded down now, very neat And yes she places it into the campfire And her belongings burn And the woman watches her belongings burn with grief Yes she grieves the breakup of her tribe, of her people She grieves the arrival of these savages Whose destructive powers seem almost unbounded She grieves the end of the world as she knows it And yet she is calm this woman She is calm and clear-eyed and firm and resolute She will not stay amid these savages No she will not Her Father Sky and her Mother Earth have spoken to her in a dream last night They have been speaking to her in dreams many nights now For weeks now For months now The dreams have gotten more clear More specific More insistent Yes she is to come home Father Sky and Mother Earth assure her that they will welcome her into their arms That she need fear nothing For she will be welcomed into the embrace of her parents And the woman has been having this dream often enough And it has gotten increasingly more clear And increasingly more specific That she is completely sure That it is in truth and in deed A message from her parents Her Father the Sky And her Mother the Earth No, it is not her imagination No, it is not her desire to escape that is expressing itself She has tested this dream It has kept recurring It has kept recurring With ever more detailed instructions It has recurred And so the woman sits down now in front of the campfire In the meditative position she is And she starts humming She hums from the core of her being The humming does not start from her mouth But from the central column running down her body alongside her spine That is where the humming starts And that is where the humming gains strength And it is from this her central column That the humming extends ever further outward Until it has extended past the boundary of her physical body And is audible now to the human ear And now the humming extends ever further It has now extended past her etheric body, her energetic body And now the woman vibrates Her vibratory rate increases This vibration is not visible to the human eye Except that slowly, slowly, the woman starts to fade from view It is as though she is getting less dense As though there are now particles of air intermixed with the cells of her body She gets less dense; she becomes more transparent And yes, and yes, and yes She slowly starts to rise Seated in the meditative position She starts to rise As she becomes transparent, she rises She rises and she rises I am now seeing her In the meditative position Her eyes closed 3 feet off the ground Semi-transparent And yes she is smiling The severe face of an hour ago has been replaced Her countenance is now more youthful, more lightened Yes more lively The woman actually seems happy And her body begins to glow She becomes more translucent There is a quality of serenity that emanates from her She keeps her eyes closed But as I watch her I know, I know, beyond the shadow of a doubt I know That she is seeing She is seeing her new home She is seeing the welcoming smiles of her Father and of her Mother And now the tears slowly seep out of her eyes here on my plane And I hear the thunder of galloping hooves of horses And I hear the rifle shots And I look at the woman But she has not heard those sounds No they have not reached her ears And now she smiles And yes I see on her face a decision is made She is firm, yes, the decision is the right one And in an instant she disappears from my view And the horses and their riders appear at that moment Upon the campsite But all they see is a slowly dwindling campfire And disappointed For they had so wanted to kill this woman and her son For they were great leaders of their tribe Disappointed but determined to find them yet They gallop off In search of them they gallop off And the enemies of this woman And the enemies of her son Are to this day determined to kill them And so the woman And so the son Must often hide They remain near the earth plane Not far from it are they No more than three feet off the ground are they Yet they keep a low profile For no they will not give their lives up to the enemy Their children need them too much Their beloved children are counting on them And so they remain The mother and the son remain Hovering close they remain Appearing when it is safe to do so Disappearing when it is not The more the people pray The safer it is for them And conversely the less the people pray The more the people believe in these warriors on horseback These very savages who hate humanity Who would kill us all The more carefully the mother and the son must tread And now the time of reaping is at hand The savages have been given the nod Yes, they are free For the people have given them the nod The people have pronounced these savages to be their leader Yea to be their kings, yea to be their god And I see that untold misery and destruction are leashed upon the planet So much so that it makes the first two world wars Look like a dress rehearsal; a trial run We are now going for the gusto Our machinery is so much more sophisticated now We are so much more sophisticated now Why our war machine is powerful! Powerful is our war machine It is all powerful And the people who have built it are exceedingly proud Proud of their baby they are And wish for it to flex its legs as it were To prove itself To show them and the entire world Just what their proud creation can do Yes! Let us unleash it! Yes! Let us unleash it now! No holds barred Let us find an enemy And let us turn our baby loose Yes! Let us see what our creation can do Let us see its awesome and majestic and unbounded power Yes! Let us see for ourselves Just how much our creation can destroy How much it can kill! Kill! Kill! And the people of the world Individuals of the world note what these savages are doing These savages they have themselves proclaimed to be their rulers They note what they are doing They note what they are about to unleash upon humanity, upon the world And they wonder They wait, they watch, they wonder But they do nothing For they have of their own free will Given their power Handed their power over to the savages And power once given up Is difficult to reclaim And the people are proud They do not want to admit that they had made a mistake Let us give them the benefit of the doubt, the people say They may be telling us the truth and all this is necessary, the people say Let us wait and watch and see And the savages gladly agree to allow the people To wait and watch and see And so they place much information and much disinformation Out on the airwaves to occupy the people To distract them To consume their attention As the savage leaders go about pursuing their heart’s one desire: The utter destruction of humanity and the planet it calls home