And While I StoodMarch 07, 2012
And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.
The FrogMarch 05, 2012
The frog does not drink up the pond in which he lives.
One Does Not SellMarch 02, 2012
One does not sell the earth upon which the people walk.
In the BeginningFebruary 29, 2012
In the beginning of all things, wisdom and knowledge were with the animals, for Tirawa, the One Above, did not speak directly to man. He sent certain animals to tell men that he showed himself through the beast, and that from them, and from the stars and the sun and moon should man learn all things tell of Tirawa.
You Might ExpectFebruary 27, 2012
You might as well expect the rivers to run backward as that any man who was born free should be contented to be penned up and denied liberty to go where he pleases.
Is It Wrong?February 24, 2012
Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country? God made me an Indian.
The White ManFebruary 22, 2012
The white man is in the Black Hills like maggots, and I want you to get them out as quick as you can. The chief of all thieves (General Custer) made a road into the Black Hills last summer, and I want the Great Father to pay the damages for what Custer has done.
When It Comes Time to DieFebruary 20, 2012
When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
I Am PoorFebruary 17, 2012
I am poor and naked but I am the chief of a nation. We do not want riches but we do want to train our children right. Riches would do us no good. We could not take them with us to the other world. We do not want riches. We want peace and love.
How SmoothFebruary 15, 2012
How smooth must be the language of the whites, when they can make right look like wrong, and wrong like right.