Clever Clogs
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Location: Quebec
Location: Quebec
February 18th, 2007, 10:09 AM
There is nothing wrong about discussing or even arguing points of different religions. Even strong language is only showing our emotions about the subject and this is what CC is all about. I think it is normal to get hot under the collar, discussions do that and there is really no harm. However those who come into a thread to insult and belittle people for the beliefs whether it be religion or any other subjet show how small minded they really are, and that they have not matured into adulthood. Excuse me but I have to go apologies to someone.
There is nothing wrong about discussing or even arguing points of different religions. Even strong language is only showing our emotions about the subject and this is what CC is all about. I think it is normal to get hot under the collar, discussions do that and there is really no harm. However those who come into a thread to insult and belittle people for the beliefs whether it be religion or any other subjet show how small minded they really are, and that they have not matured into adulthood. Excuse me but I have to go apologies to someone.
Time Out
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February 18th, 2007, 10:13 AM
Quoting CDNBear
When I say Indian or Tribr its because its the words that people understand. If Im talking to a someone of my ethnicity I call them Brother/ Sister or if Im showing respect Ill call them a humanbeing. But in the States the terms Tribes and Ameracan Indian are the norm
That depends on the sensitivity of the person with whom you are conversing, lol.
Me I understand the errors in education, so terms like "tribe", "indian", don't offend. But the truth be told, "indian's" was a mistake, Indians, were the inhabitants of the Indies. We Natives of NA, were mistaken as such by early expolrers and unfortunetly it stuck. Though most of us do not see it as an insult, just more of a giggle at a long uncorrect error. As for "Tribe", I know some people in my community that take offence to it, but I can find no error in it, so it's all cool. Me personally, I prefer Nation for a couple reasons,
1) We in the Six Nations, never surrendered to the English, but chose to be Allies, as depicted in the two row wampum. So we still consider ourselves a Nation within the Contrainsts of Canada, though many rebel against this, I this as a positive and we should maintain our side by side relationship without aggression or degradation.
2) In our history all the varying Nations, saw themselves as seperate entities, or small moving countries, without boarders. Once we were coralled and to some extent subjugated, I think the use of the term "Nation" goes a long way to give some sense of self and independence, though our actions may not always indicate such. I feel in the future it will lend greatly to the establishment of accountablity and reponsiblity for our own course of action.
Me I understand the errors in education, so terms like "tribe", "indian", don't offend. But the truth be told, "indian's" was a mistake, Indians, were the inhabitants of the Indies. We Natives of NA, were mistaken as such by early expolrers and unfortunetly it stuck. Though most of us do not see it as an insult, just more of a giggle at a long uncorrect error. As for "Tribe", I know some people in my community that take offence to it, but I can find no error in it, so it's all cool. Me personally, I prefer Nation for a couple reasons,
1) We in the Six Nations, never surrendered to the English, but chose to be Allies, as depicted in the two row wampum. So we still consider ourselves a Nation within the Contrainsts of Canada, though many rebel against this, I this as a positive and we should maintain our side by side relationship without aggression or degradation.
2) In our history all the varying Nations, saw themselves as seperate entities, or small moving countries, without boarders. Once we were coralled and to some extent subjugated, I think the use of the term "Nation" goes a long way to give some sense of self and independence, though our actions may not always indicate such. I feel in the future it will lend greatly to the establishment of accountablity and reponsiblity for our own course of action.
Clever Clogs
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Location: Quebec
Location: Quebec
February 18th, 2007, 10:27 AM
Please accept by apology for ranting at you for my personal hangups with the RC religion. I had absolutely no right to hang this all on you, I don't even know you. You have a right to your beliefs and my experiences have nothing to do with you. If I go back on "How to get rid of our sinfulness" I will try to discuss rationally and with respect but if I don't I give you permission to kick my butt please.
Sparrow
Please accept by apology for ranting at you for my personal hangups with the RC religion. I had absolutely no right to hang this all on you, I don't even know you. You have a right to your beliefs and my experiences have nothing to do with you. If I go back on "How to get rid of our sinfulness" I will try to discuss rationally and with respect but if I don't I give you permission to kick my butt please.
Sparrow
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Location: Quebec
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February 18th, 2007, 03:06 PM
Miss those locks sniff sniff Oh what the hey
All that hot air to get her ready , too much work. Women always ready when your not. lol
Quoting Said1
Hey know I know how you look like . Saw you MySpace site. Long blonde curly hair , you remind me of my inflatable doll I used to have. If you have to ask what happened to it I "poked " it one too many times. I\ve tried patching things up with it but it was quite un cmfortable.
How do you know what I look like?
Miss those locks sniff sniff Oh what the hey
All that hot air to get her ready , too much work. Women always ready when your not. lol
Genius
Posts: 864
Location: windsor,ontario
Location: windsor,ontario
February 19th, 2007, 11:14 AM
Quoting El Barto
what if theyre just sharing something theyre interested in/ i mean, thats enough isnt it? we take everything at face value but when it comes to religion we think there is some kind of secret motive..sad.
And I question the reason sometimes to the agenda of the person who does post the thead.
Genius
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Location: windsor,ontario
Location: windsor,ontario
February 19th, 2007, 11:15 AM
Quoting CDNBear
where did the term tribe come from than? i like the idea of the six nations--were there any other native confederations like that one?
That depends on the sensitivity of the person with whom you are conversing, lol.
Me I understand the errors in education, so terms like "tribe", "indian", don't offend. But the truth be told, "indian's" was a mistake, Indians, were the inhabitants of the Indies. We Natives of NA, were mistaken as such by early expolrers and unfortunetly it stuck. Though most of us do not see it as an insult, just more of a giggle at a long uncorrect error. As for "Tribe", I know some people in my community that take offence to it, but I can find no error in it, so it's all cool. Me personally, I prefer Nation for a couple reasons,
1) We in the Six Nations, never surrendered to the English, but chose to be Allies, as depicted in the two row wampum. So we still consider ourselves a Nation within the Contrainsts of Canada, though many rebel against this, I this as a positive and we should maintain our side by side relationship without aggression or degradation.
2) In our history all the varying Nations, saw themselves as seperate entities, or small moving countries, without boarders. Once we were coralled and to some extent subjugated, I think the use of the term "Nation" goes a long way to give some sense of self and independence, though our actions may not always indicate such. I feel in the future it will lend greatly to the establishment of accountablity and reponsiblity for our own course of action.
Me I understand the errors in education, so terms like "tribe", "indian", don't offend. But the truth be told, "indian's" was a mistake, Indians, were the inhabitants of the Indies. We Natives of NA, were mistaken as such by early expolrers and unfortunetly it stuck. Though most of us do not see it as an insult, just more of a giggle at a long uncorrect error. As for "Tribe", I know some people in my community that take offence to it, but I can find no error in it, so it's all cool. Me personally, I prefer Nation for a couple reasons,
1) We in the Six Nations, never surrendered to the English, but chose to be Allies, as depicted in the two row wampum. So we still consider ourselves a Nation within the Contrainsts of Canada, though many rebel against this, I this as a positive and we should maintain our side by side relationship without aggression or degradation.
2) In our history all the varying Nations, saw themselves as seperate entities, or small moving countries, without boarders. Once we were coralled and to some extent subjugated, I think the use of the term "Nation" goes a long way to give some sense of self and independence, though our actions may not always indicate such. I feel in the future it will lend greatly to the establishment of accountablity and reponsiblity for our own course of action.
Genius
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Location: windsor,ontario
Location: windsor,ontario
February 19th, 2007, 11:19 AM
well yeah, but that guy is a twit, imho. i thought you were talking about like christian or pagan faith articles that get submitted here and those i am sure are just cos the posters are interested in those topics with no ulterior motives.
Quoting El Barto
did you read the thread -religion is it a hoax?
perfect example
perfect example
well yeah, but that guy is a twit, imho. i thought you were talking about like christian or pagan faith articles that get submitted here and those i am sure are just cos the posters are interested in those topics with no ulterior motives.
Genius
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Location: windsor,ontario
Location: windsor,ontario
February 19th, 2007, 11:23 AM
well, you must be smarter than all the rest of the world cos i certainly dont know anybodys secret intentions. congratulations on being so wise(sarcasm)
Quoting El Barto
not necisarily
except for that infamous night of the post on witches craft and paganism, posted by a christian that got alot of flack.
except for that infamous night of the post on witches craft and paganism, posted by a christian that got alot of flack.
well, you must be smarter than all the rest of the world cos i certainly dont know anybodys secret intentions. congratulations on being so wise(sarcasm)
Genius
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Location: windsor,ontario
Location: windsor,ontario
February 19th, 2007, 11:26 AM
Quoting El Barto
oh, youre so big and powerful to know that......you hang with aj maybe? whatever....
that post was an attack dear. (sarc) hello
Time Out
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October 21st, 2007, 12:10 PM
thanks
d
Quoting CDNBear
A beauty swept over me Bear reading this...dry tears of joy...Thank you...all the hair on me is alive and beautiful
I was all of 13 as I stood, looking out over the vast beauty of the valley. The sun was low on the horizon, but its warmth still carest my cheeks, like the hand of the Great Spirit.
I was tired from my trek up the escartment and paused only to rest as I scanned the valley with weiry eyes. I know not of what I sot to to see, only that I felt the need to see it.
As I looked on into the valley, I felt as though I was not alone. As I turned to see if I was correct, I felt the heat of the sun run down my back, as though I was sitting, with my back to the Fire. The sounds of the birds, still rang through the trees, as the wind rustled the needles of the great pines.
I felt strangely uneasy, as my eyes dug deep it to the wriggling leaves and needles of the trees and bushes, to see if my senses betrayed me.
Nothing, just the winds playing trickes on my. The Raven must be near, teasing me as he has done in the past.
As I turned, the feeling rushed through me as strong as a wind of the big water. I was not alone. Something was watching me. Something was coming.
I could hear its paws hitting the ground, it's breath huffing, as it moved through the trees as if it was not there.
The forest exploded as the Bear came at me. I turned and ran as it came for me. It's breath now warming my back as the sun had.
The sounds of its paws filledme with fear and the drowned out all the voices of the forest. I could feel my own heart beat in time to his, as he grew closer and closer.
As I rounded the trail head and made my way across the narrow path at the cliffs, I suddenly felt at ease, but for a moment. The sun dimmed, the sound of my heart faded, the pounding of his paws all, but dissappeared. A sudden flash of darkness and suddenly, it all flooded back. The voices in the forest, the light of the sun and two heart beats, pounding as if one. My eyes focused and I saw myself, from above. I was no longer me, I watched for, but a moment as a witness, as the Bear chased me down. I saw the fear on my face, the muscles flex and release as I lept from foot to foot, to out run my destroyer. But "I" felt no fear, up here, looking down on what would be my death.
A rush and a sense of falling filled my chest. Making me gasp as my spirit plunged in to the Bear. Now I could see me again from the Bears eyes. I could feel his heart in mine, I felt the wind brush against my fur, I could feel the ground tremble at the touch of my paws.
I chased myself, I chased myself for a cause I did not know. For reasons lost on the mind of a mere man. Although I was the Bear, I could not stop myself from the destruction I was about to do to myself. The fear grew in me again.
In a quick flash, I was in my own body again. Running. The burning in my chest and muscles, made my tears fall with ease. The pain felt as though I had been cut by a thousand knives. But I could not, would not stop. I would die.
I ran and stumbled as I tired, never giving up. The call of an Eagle turned my head towords the abyss at my side, that were the cliffs I once climbed as a young child. I saw her turn and show me her wings in full. I would not die this way, not running.
I turned at the fork in the path that lead to the shear cliffs, where we got our flint. Here I would make my stand.
No energy to run, it was time to fight my demon. I lead him to the place I would either die or take his life.
I stopped and turned in one motion and pulled my knife from its sheath, that hung around my neck, and drew my club, from my belt. I raised my head and roared at the Bear as it came to finish me.
Like the spirits of the dead it rose infront of me and opened its mouth, the roar moved me and shook me as I stood ready to face my fate.
Its mouth grew bigger as it rose, seemingly leaving the ground. It did not pause, it did not fear me. I felt the heat in its jaws as its mouth came over me swallowing me in one swoop.
For, but a moment, my life ended. I felt nothing, heard nothing, could see nothing, but I knew I was alive.
I began to blink, the world fuzzy, as if I had just woken up from a long nap. I blinked again and again, until the haze was removed from eyes. I could see the forest again. But it was different.
I could hear the trees talking to each other, they were laughing, telling stories. Off in the distance, I could hear the stream I loved to fish in giggling, as the Trout tickled her banks. The songs the birds sang, made sweet music in my ears. The valley was alive. I could see what I came to see, I knew now, what it was I had sot after. Life.
I began to cry, as it flooded my heart with great joy. I reached to wipe the tears from my face, only to see no hand, but in its place, a paw. I felt no fear, no confusion.
I found who I was, who I was ment to be. I am Ohkwai, of the Onyata'a:ka. Keepers of the Council Fire, People of the Hills.
I was tired from my trek up the escartment and paused only to rest as I scanned the valley with weiry eyes. I know not of what I sot to to see, only that I felt the need to see it.
As I looked on into the valley, I felt as though I was not alone. As I turned to see if I was correct, I felt the heat of the sun run down my back, as though I was sitting, with my back to the Fire. The sounds of the birds, still rang through the trees, as the wind rustled the needles of the great pines.
I felt strangely uneasy, as my eyes dug deep it to the wriggling leaves and needles of the trees and bushes, to see if my senses betrayed me.
Nothing, just the winds playing trickes on my. The Raven must be near, teasing me as he has done in the past.
As I turned, the feeling rushed through me as strong as a wind of the big water. I was not alone. Something was watching me. Something was coming.
I could hear its paws hitting the ground, it's breath huffing, as it moved through the trees as if it was not there.
The forest exploded as the Bear came at me. I turned and ran as it came for me. It's breath now warming my back as the sun had.
The sounds of its paws filledme with fear and the drowned out all the voices of the forest. I could feel my own heart beat in time to his, as he grew closer and closer.
As I rounded the trail head and made my way across the narrow path at the cliffs, I suddenly felt at ease, but for a moment. The sun dimmed, the sound of my heart faded, the pounding of his paws all, but dissappeared. A sudden flash of darkness and suddenly, it all flooded back. The voices in the forest, the light of the sun and two heart beats, pounding as if one. My eyes focused and I saw myself, from above. I was no longer me, I watched for, but a moment as a witness, as the Bear chased me down. I saw the fear on my face, the muscles flex and release as I lept from foot to foot, to out run my destroyer. But "I" felt no fear, up here, looking down on what would be my death.
A rush and a sense of falling filled my chest. Making me gasp as my spirit plunged in to the Bear. Now I could see me again from the Bears eyes. I could feel his heart in mine, I felt the wind brush against my fur, I could feel the ground tremble at the touch of my paws.
I chased myself, I chased myself for a cause I did not know. For reasons lost on the mind of a mere man. Although I was the Bear, I could not stop myself from the destruction I was about to do to myself. The fear grew in me again.
In a quick flash, I was in my own body again. Running. The burning in my chest and muscles, made my tears fall with ease. The pain felt as though I had been cut by a thousand knives. But I could not, would not stop. I would die.
I ran and stumbled as I tired, never giving up. The call of an Eagle turned my head towords the abyss at my side, that were the cliffs I once climbed as a young child. I saw her turn and show me her wings in full. I would not die this way, not running.
I turned at the fork in the path that lead to the shear cliffs, where we got our flint. Here I would make my stand.
No energy to run, it was time to fight my demon. I lead him to the place I would either die or take his life.
I stopped and turned in one motion and pulled my knife from its sheath, that hung around my neck, and drew my club, from my belt. I raised my head and roared at the Bear as it came to finish me.
Like the spirits of the dead it rose infront of me and opened its mouth, the roar moved me and shook me as I stood ready to face my fate.
Its mouth grew bigger as it rose, seemingly leaving the ground. It did not pause, it did not fear me. I felt the heat in its jaws as its mouth came over me swallowing me in one swoop.
For, but a moment, my life ended. I felt nothing, heard nothing, could see nothing, but I knew I was alive.
I began to blink, the world fuzzy, as if I had just woken up from a long nap. I blinked again and again, until the haze was removed from eyes. I could see the forest again. But it was different.
I could hear the trees talking to each other, they were laughing, telling stories. Off in the distance, I could hear the stream I loved to fish in giggling, as the Trout tickled her banks. The songs the birds sang, made sweet music in my ears. The valley was alive. I could see what I came to see, I knew now, what it was I had sot after. Life.
I began to cry, as it flooded my heart with great joy. I reached to wipe the tears from my face, only to see no hand, but in its place, a paw. I felt no fear, no confusion.
I found who I was, who I was ment to be. I am Ohkwai, of the Onyata'a:ka. Keepers of the Council Fire, People of the Hills.
thanks
d
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Location: Tula
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October 22nd, 2007, 01:51 AM
Bear is back, so I can ask him a question
Since I understand that you don't have access to PM feature, I will have to ask it publicly.
Would you mind if I translate this experience you posted into Russian, and post it on a Russian Shamanic forum I am a member of? I will definitely indicate where I took it from, and who is the author.
Bear is back, so I can ask him a question
Since I understand that you don't have access to PM feature, I will have to ask it publicly.
Would you mind if I translate this experience you posted into Russian, and post it on a Russian Shamanic forum I am a member of? I will definitely indicate where I took it from, and who is the author.
