https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rquYe_HM4EY&feature=related"]YouTube - Complete Double Circle Rainbow Vernal Falls Yosemite July 2010 B‏ love and light! sulos fer solas! i am you................................. you are me we are different, but we are free there were many pandering hippopatumuses in a tarnished wagon calling the sky and the constellations into being with the spirit of the changing color song and in beauty love arrange the strong and true like many imbuing unity and infinity a path enshrined in hidden dreams unspoken ever changing self, healing song which doth barnen aladniya, for dishevelled upon the second branch of the old wayless way stood oliander and shylock just as they had been before, suddenly it peculiared me, for there was a happening, like rain and snow, amidst a golden sheen of the strange sky, the plants blowing away, the woven web of all time, a resonation in that moment, i dont listen to words anymore, i cant even read books it just floats around, some strange splattering of color vague rememberance, this is how its always been, the living words indeed, and their lively homes, we delve forth, and the little dots speak for themmselves, in pleasant little harmonies, across the abstract and quiet abyss things which dont matter and are about nothing thats what is in the rain box, overflowing love is everywhere, no one can remember anything but everything happening right now, theres nothing really there, yet some the spirits guide us along with our own heart voices, in peace it all lives, theres a happening a going on, love and peace universe, galaxial, open spaces, natural things, everything is jittering in some way or another forever rippling, thats just what it is, to be the spiritual water yeah, i am the spiritual water, drink me and get your fill seems to be water forever in there, everywhere, water... the water is Nau! everything has always been also its opposite and everything in between is the realizing of it lets elope and be positive everywhere everything was pretty much very different there were entire rhythms but everything alway shifted it was kind of like lava and then it melted out again but it wasn't particularly hot the idea was that language would have no effect, because of the truth of the tao so we've been silent pretty much until now with sayings that are everything unsure there would be change or if it would just fall in infinity, is everything alive, does it matter? the books, the books, KAZAA! going far away, there is nothing but illusions, but illusions formed of love, something at the core of them was really real, slowly everything disappears, like an orange peels it doesn't matter because of the philosophers there's just nothingness, they're all mystics on the other side, its like dimensions in space all of it could suddenly appear they were explaining its all a matter of the dream materia chaos has always been there as if there was something in the words wisdom from insanity, and strawberry pies what seemed to be hallucinatory spies, just the fragments of the soul communing, eternally, invarious harmonious becoming discords and harmonies again all these beings and their imaginary worlds why are they randomly happening? we delved a bit further into this mystery, though at this point our root was hurt, we delved to heal all things, our roots our skirt, our astral wings, delved in a state of nonactivity, impressions mean nothing the seeds are everywhere the balance of all proportion is like only breathing nothingness is nothingness everything is God something about the whole thing seems alive stories with a spirit healings of deep nonsensical resonance phantastical, holy and complete the universe is an apothecary of the soul everything speaks here and forever everything is very simple the rainbow is love!
At The Rainbow's End Dine/Navajo Native American Lore Long, long ago when First Woman the Goddess was created, she became fully grown in four days. It seemed that every Dine (Navajo) Indian tribesman wanted her for his wife. She did not love any of them, but she did like the handsome ones. Of all the men, however, she thought the most attractive was the Sun-God. Of course, she thought he could never be her husband. To her surprise, one day Sun-God came up behind her and gently tickled her neck with a feathery plume. She was engulfed with warm sunshine, and in a magical way the Goddess became the wife of Sun-God. He fathered her firstborn, a son. Not long thereafter, the Goddess was resting beneath an overhanging cliff when some drops of water fell upon her. Soon the Goddess gave birth to a second son, fathered by Water-God. Because the two boys were so close in age, they became known as the Twins of the Goddess. They lived in a beautiful canyon that later became a part of Dine (Navajo) land. About that time, a Great Giant roamed over the country and ate every human he could catch. He discovered the Goddess but did not want to kill her, because at first sight he fell in love with her beauty. The Goddess knew of the Great Giant's evil ways and would have nothing to do with him. He became very jealous of her when he saw footprints of the Twins outside her Hogan. She saw Great Giant approaching, so she quickly dug a hole in the centre of her floor and there hid her two children, whom she dearly loved. She covered the opening with a flat sandstone rock, spreading dirt over it to prevent the Great Giant from finding her Twins. Another day, Great Giant saw the children's tracks. "Where did these children come from?" he asked the Goddess. "I have no children." she replied, because she knew that he would try to kill them if he found the Twins. "You are not telling me the truth," he said. "I see children's footprints in the dirt, right here." The Goddess laughed heartily and said "Those are only my hand prints. I am very lonesome for children, so I only pretend by making tracks with the heels of my hand and the tips of my fingers, like this. These are the tracks of my children." "Now I believe you," he replied. As the Twins grew larger, their mother could not hide them any longer. She was alarmed for their safety because of the Great Giant, who saw them one day and tried to catch them. But the Twins were too quick and got away. The Spirit who made the Goddess appeared with a bow made of cedar wood for Sun-Child. "It is time for you to learn to hunt," she said to him. "We must now make some arrows and another bow for your brother," said the Goddess to Sun-Child. "Mostly, we want to hunt for our father," said Sun-Child. "Mother, who is our father and where does he live?" "Your father is the Sun-God, but he lives far away in the East," replied the Goddess. Another bow was made for Water-Child and many arrows for both Twins. They began their journey to the East and travelled as far as they could, but without success in finding Sun-God. When they returned they asked, "Mother, have you lied to us? In the East, we looked everywhere and we could not find our father, the Sun- God." "He must have gone to the South," she said. Again the Twins set out on another journey, this time to the South, returning without success. "Please try the West and then the North, if at first you do not find your father in the West," said the Goddess. She sent the Twins again on their hunting journey, anxious to keep them away and out of sight of the Great Giant. Many moons later, the Twins came back and said, "Mother, have you lied to us four times? Our father was neither in the North nor the West." "Now I will tell you the truth, my sons," said the Goddess. "Your fathers, the Sun-God and Water-God, live far away in the middle of the great Western Water. Between here and there are great canyons where the walls of the cliffs clap together and would crush you. "Even if you should succeed in getting through the canyons, there are the terrible reeds that you must cross. Their long knife-like sharp leaves will cut you into pieces. "If you should escape the reeds, you can never cross the Grand Canyon, which comes first before you can reach the Great Water. You can never, never cross the water where your father's house is in the middle of the Great Water, the Western Ocean." "But, Mother, we want to go and try to find our fathers," said the Twins. The Goddess taught the Twins a song of protection for their next journey: "We are travelling in an Invisible Way to seek our fathers, the Sun-God and the Water-God." This song she taught them to sing four times, the magic number. Day after day as they travelled along, they sang their song for protection. One day, as they passed a little spider hole in the ground, they heard a voice say, "Ssh!" four times. The Twins looked into the hole and saw Spider Woman. "Do not be afraid of me, I am your Grandmother. Come down into my lodge," she said four times. "We cannot enter your lodge, because your doorway is too small," said the Twins. "Please blow toward the Eastwind, Southwind, Westwind, and Northwind," Spider Woman called out. The Twins blew in the four directions and the entrance enlarged enough for them to go through. Inside and to their amazement, they saw the lodge walls covered with bundles of bones wrapped in spider webs, exactly the way spiders wrap flies in a web. "Do not be afraid, my grandsons," said Spider Woman. "These are the bones of bad men whom I killed." Spider Woman talked with the Twins about encounters they might have on their trip. She taught them songs for their protection and explained what they could do to overcome obstacles they might meet on their way. "I will give each of you a magic Feather- Plume. Hold it before you as you travel, straight up or sideways to carry you safely forward," she said to the Twins. "Be on the look out for a little man with a red head and a striped back. He will resemble a sand-scorpion, only a little larger--about the size of a Jerusalem cricket," she explained. "Thank you, Grandmother, we'll be on our way," said the Twins. Many days later, the Twins heard a voice from the ground. It was from the little man with the red head. "Do not scorn me because I am so small," he said. "I can and want to help you. Put your hands down on the ground and spit into them four times. Now close your fists, saving the spit until you come to the Big Water. There you can wash off the spit." The Twins did exactly as they were told, and after thanking the little man with the red head, they again began their travel. Soon the canyon walls that smashed together loomed ahead of them. They repeated Spider Woman's prayers, holding the Feather-Plumes sideways. As they moved forward the clapping walls stopped long enough to allow the Twins to walk through safely. When they came to the jungle of sharp reeds, again they sang the song Spider Woman taught them, touching the tops of the reeds with their magical Feather-Plumes. Behold! The reeds turned into cattails, which pleased the reeds so much that they quickly opened a wide path for the Twins to pass through. A puzzling encounter for the Twins was the giant cliff. They walked around and around its rim, making a complete circle and finally returning to their starting place. They were making no forward progress, so they sang songs taught them by their mother and Spider Woman. They prayed over and over again. When they opened their eyes, a beautiful Rainbow appeared, creating a large bridge for them to cross over the Grand Canyon of the Colorado River. After this spectacular adventure, the Twins continued West for a long time, until they saw the Great Water before them. The Water spread so far, they wondered, "How can we ever reach the Turquoise House of Sun-God, which we know is in the middle of the Great Water?" The Twins walked down to the beach to the edge of the water and washed the spit off their hands, singing and praying at the same time. Behold! The Rainbow appeared again! A long Rainbow Bridge stretched before them from the beach to the Turquoise House. Onto the Rainbow Bridge the Twins raced happily, find their two fathers, the Sun-God and the Water-God, who welcomed them in the Turquoise House at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.
READ THIS .satellites. what don't snot nosed immature careless jerks not understand? they did not even eat with you. your land was infested with rebels. then. you could not even travel, another tribe would not take you in. tikoo. white man bonito. how old are you? tikoo? guess what. your elders were the crying. because of you horrible kids. then. think of a tight braid. there were spiritual people. who were close. and then there were shitty kids. tikoo. you think spiritual holy man would honor, respect you? now we live like this.... because it was written. you, and we, are all learning something. may "babylon" fall in grace. you little pathetic scum, even mentioning rose. straighten up. and live the life you are supposed to, now. the history that took place in this land the last 600 years happened because of sick disgusting unhonorable horrible people just like you. do you get it? it could be a long time living like this........ could be 19,000 years. may you all see ALL the BEAUTY. and may you BE beautiful. .satellites. , tikoo.
my age is 56 . i feel no disrespect from spiritual holy man , yet i try to feel all that i am able . may babylon go down easy , because big change that comes too quick is trouble . it will drive us NUTS feather . .