Native Americans must not be forgotten. WE owe them a debt thatcan never be repaid. Their names are written deep in these lands and in the Sight of the Great Spirit (the God of your understanding) it will be theirs forever- it cannot be bought. We can possess this place by the power of guns and warfare BUT in the Sight of what is a righteous Creator it will always be theirs. We as Americans, in the least, must Exalt and Elevate these people- they should never want for anything. We are their grateful guests and must never forget that ultimate Eternal truth.
It is so wonderful to see our people depicted with respect. Thank you! When Europeans came here, they landed right smack dab on top of us. The first couple of hundred years involved great die offs with new pandemics that swept both continents of our people. Then we also were killed trying to defend our lands from the encroachment of these newcomers who felt like God Himself had given them our homelands. Then we were sent as refugees into the homelands of our enemies, causing death and battles amongst each other. We were also purposefully, strategically, starved to death by the eradication of our greatest food source, the buffalo. We also starved to death on the tiny, unsustainable plots of land we were forced onto, called reservations. Our children were removed from their homes and their families by the immigrants and forcibly raised by them in assimilation 'schools'. In Canada, 100% of us were raised in these European institutions, and the funding for Native Canadian children's education was federal, forcing all of us into these schools. The last residential school to close in Canada was in 1996. Two generations of my family were forcibly raised by white people in those institutions: my mother's and my grandmother's. They were tortured with needles to the tongues as little children to force them to give up their Indigenous language. Then I was stolen from my family, right from birth in order for Europeans to raise me. I was sent to 11 white foster homes in order to prevent my culture, and my language to be handed down to me as well. European settlers in Canada were so thorough in removing Indigenous children from their families, that there weren't enough white homes for us all. So Canada Sold Indigenous children for adoption to foreign countries. Especially the USA, Europe and Australia. When I found my family, I found out that my little sister had been Sterilised in the 1990s! If I wasn't stolen I would have been sterilized too! Stealing children from their Indigenous families simply for forced assimilation ended in 1991. Sterilizing Indigenous women against their will only ended in 2018!! We have had so much come against us. What you see here is all that is left of us. That is it! That is all! There aren't millions, upon millions, upon millions of us populating other continents, speaking our traditional languages there, or practicing our culture, like there are Europeans, Asians and black people! We have been decimated by disease, starvation, theft of our children, sterilisations, experimentation, our languages and culture actually made illegal by the immigrants who settled here. On top of all the abuse, over hundreds of years, a New Threat has come our way. Europeans have tried to erase us, to manage us and keep our numbers low enough to control. Now black people are trying to erase us as well! They have now jumped on the 'band wagon'. They want to erase us because they want to steal our history and make it theirs! They call us $5.00 Indians and say they are the 'real' Indigenous people here! We are white, according to them! How Absolutely Shameful and Hurtful of them to attack the most marginalized people! They think they can get away with it because we don't have the numbers to fight back! They think they can attack us because they are also a minority, though they number many many more than us. I fight this injustice against us wherever I see it. I call it out for what it is, Racism! Black people should not become the colonizers as well! This misinformation and lies should Stop! We have very vulnerable people. We have a pandemic of suicide in our youth because they see so much Racism against their own people, and that Racism Must Stop! Thank you to everyone patient enough to read all this! I appreciate it, and I'm sending all of you my love and best wishes. Please understand that the black people trying to steal our history are a Minority of black people. Most black people are very proud of their own history, their own ancestors and their own people, and call out these lies whenever they encounter them. By trying to attack our history, the perpetrators are attacking their own history as well. They don't have the right to assault black history and heros any more than they have the right to attack ours! Much love to you all!
@Lee Francis what indian theory huh theres proof that there were older civilizations here way way way earlier than any viking touching this land or any other culture they are called native for a reason
My grandson just told me a mosquito is the most dangerous living thing on the planet.........maybe kiddo but its the white man and all humans. The mosquitoes wont kill there own planet.
A lot of work went into this. Respectfully, and well presented. I am especially appreciative of the photographs of the Sioux (I am married to a Hunkpapa Lakota woman- member of Standing Rock Tribe.) Thank you.
Thank you for the images...I've been wanting to see our 'forefathers' of America! Stunning presentation...it humbled my perspective of our past. Magnificent people!
Beautiful collection. I just wish you had made their names in red, or any other colour than white or black, as it is impossible to read some of them. But well done brother!
My great grandfather bullghost was a Dakota sioux war leader. During the battle of white stone Hill Sept 3, 1863 the battle of a near massacre against General sully's military calvery near Ellendale ND. He continued to resist the us militory. To the Ghost dance uprising of 1890. He was the only hunkpati Dakota sioux leader their to inspired many Lakota sioux people to the Ghost dance celebration. Which led to sittingbull's death at the grand river gun fight Dec 15th 1890 many fallen wounded sioux Indian warriors and Indian police including bullghost some have died in fighting to. Later the last of ghost dance led by chief Bigfoot minnconjou Lakota band. Were massacred at wounded knee dec 29 1890. By Custer's old regiment who were late buried on frozen cold years day.. the last sad ending of the plains Indian wars! Bullghost will later live a peaceful life at the crow creek sioux Indian reservation at old Fort Thompson SD were his descents live today.
I am the last of my kind, only a half breed Chief of Weamaconk, and I read all these wise comments, almost as if there is a point system to this knowledge. Our way has always been to mix in with the forests, mix in seeds of futures past. Nobody knows only what has been spoon fed in their reading class. Intellectual, yet not so primal nor surreal as we truly are... rethink what you have been taught and question... everything. I run the Nomads and I run 50 countries through my visions and travels, history has been made, yet not been written nor do I expect it ever will be so. Yes. There do exist sketches, carvings, and olde town photographic likenesses. Or do they? Hah! I am as we all are, royalty in Exile... …by RaVen DaWn E X I L E I -AM -IN -EXILE! I am in exile, as I touch the Earth and become marble. I make a statue of myself and forget which is which. I am in exile, where my reflection stares at me glossy eyed …..and I turn to see it. EXILE! In an attempt to reflect eternity I face the mirrors exactly. Yet, in an effort to see forever my own face gets in the way. Here in my exile, lobotomy disagrees with me. The rivers running red as... propaganda peddlers pretend to be U.N. M.D.s; and with rusty razor blades perform mental vasectomies on misguided missionaries. I -AM -IN -EXILE!!! Where I mind you watching me, and I’ve planned my invisibility as you’ve planned my blindness. Exile! Where I feed you your dreams… …and you eat them, unknowing. Exile… where I stab a scab And I’m bleeding wax. Exile… where fragrant flowers grow lush over my grave but I am not in it. I -AM -IN -EXILE!!! ~for my friend and my brother Chief Ni'i and for King Long as well~ For you who make it this far, just so you know, nothing or everything is always wrong, as language is a second language to most of us here, and there is no correct spelling, history or imagery, unless you really believe Chuck Connors as being the blue eyed original "Indian" as the white man and the colonialized ones have seen fit to depict us. It is merely a human comedy of errors. I am from the Anasazi bloodline and I do not care for being so damn correct. Thank you, and thankful DD yes, "we" are always still here. We are the land, the forest, that the cities rest upon. I can assure you this, here on my digitalia of laptop bliss, that nature's kiss can become a vortex, and swallow our whole species. We serve the planetary needs, or we, yes "we" become ashes, sugar and dust. I'll now return to rest in my Urn. Not for long, knots for naught, we are tied to this monstrosity we have made of our humanity, and for that we shall be made to come correct. No puns intended- intentionally. ~Chief RaVen DaWn~, the first to cross the oceans and make a pact with tribes worldwide, how we intend to fix this. Yes, "we are still here". DD, we love you honey, you are with us now. Do not approach the lone Nomads, in the forests or in the snow, in the cities or on the go, these are "spectres" and I would know. I am no longer here. I am become Deathless, as I ride the Grey Mare, long since breath has left her, I ride the fringe. Been here all along. Here a long, long time. Dragoste... Love. Our grace and kindness, these are the telling measure. Our war like ways, these would be the end of days, that which I fight against, amuses my soul to commence, and I have tried, on the battlefield and in the back alley brawls, in the cage fights and in the howling of the moonless nights, yet death would not have me. My scars tell my story. So it shall be. That is my word. I have spoken.
Thank you. I do know how deviant or crazy it may sound. First said so to my gramps- I was very young and I giggled, so he slapped me, gave me a blade. Said that "no man should harm any other. Nor allow harm to become." Also said to "fear no man, god nor beast; for we are too small to assume we know the difference." or maybe that was Kris' dad, oh yah, Kristofferson, like in that song the PILGRIM, I find we all do fit in there somewhere. My work is as a contracted global underwriter of Field Accords. From that High Finance came knocking for a rougher type to master the under served markets and emerging; my condition that we move in favor of the indigenous. I had been and still am a well paid writer, yet this is way more fun! I promise I won't do this so often or again as I tend to have "comment reactions". I mean no harm. Christophe, French? My world "pigeon" is worth a laugh, @@christopheguy, the openness and tolerance of your reply makes us automatic friends- my buddy, Guy, haha, pretty cool, reference, so this I wrote layered below, with help of my Romanian-French, then interference from my next girlfriend, (Balinese-Sicilian) I managed to use up all the band aids. It stings when I sit, yet I have NO complaints. Please enjoy below, and if my "gal pals" (we do still have visits, from Paris to LA, from Denpesar to LA) have bedeviled the wrong words in translation for me, please do let me know. There are several lines I wrote, only later to find in an old comic of The Silver Surfer. I never read those. (I read the encyclopedia, I was 6 grades back, fresh out of the woods, the Pine Belt, and determined to explore these new forests.) For you my friend... just to enjoy... (verse after saying, I also read every Bartlett's Familiar {and other} Quotations I can find in paper form.) “ Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it ? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness ? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner ? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too . Let the light of your madness shine , and it will suddenly dawn on you . Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared , but instead you should give it life ! " ~ Carl Jung~ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------my own verse... " Madness, Shelter Me" ( A Duet Meant to be Recited as Song Aloud) Hope, I love humanity. A work in progress. Beauty such it cannot be dismissed; makes the rainbows brighter, puts the kick in the cider; warm she is, I feel the care, hot so hot -inspires the fighter; why I can’t look away from her. Cranky tombstone boots, my blood drips upon; Been there and back, …and I’ve been so long. Sacrifice, suck out the snake bite; Je suis un fou. Madness, shelter me… Je t’aime… In silence, Je t’aime… As the smoke clears, Je t’aime… It would be cruel for me to say so directly… Yet love is notorious, Je t’aime, May I be so fortunate, beat the odds one more time; one more time. Oh madness, shelter me… Je t’aime. I love humanity… Et pris au pie’ge dans ce moende de folie… me voila’… At the edge of madness, laughter lights the first bulb. Damned with hope, I love humanity. A work in progress; beauty such it cannot be dismissed; Makes the rainbows brighter, puts the kick in the cider, warm enough to feel the care; why I can’t look away from her; hot so hot- inspires the fighter. No, I shall not lay down and kiss the daisies today; We are not replaced at the kiosk, just our humanity. I want to say just screw it, yet I see you; for all the pain and blues, hah- I will laugh and I’ll go through it. Cranky tombstone boots, My blood drips upon, …and I have been so long. Je suis un fou. Madness, shelter me… Je t’aime… In silence, je t’aime… As the smoke clears, je t’aime… Without a word about it, as I am unlikely to survive, je t’aime… Lest I may not see the dawn upon this coming day, je t’aime… Oh madness, shelter me! J'adore… ~fin~ by RaVen DaWn with a little help from CorVus and the Wildflower, Luana-B, who won't talk to me for now. And for anyone ever had that feeling that the madness was more revealing than an epic about my favorite topic- baseball. At one point the wording is supposed to read "Trapped alone upon this world of madness stand I... dancing. ( a reference to Frederich Nietszche's "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those that could not hear the music.) Yet you most obviously can. It had a different grouping of French I was more familiar with and Lulu "corrected it. Then DeDe, she of the DD one can hardly notice, to look into her eyes, I shared being hypnotized. Two doors down from my Intercontinental Hotel, (-eh) and I walk out with my clients, Bali dignitaries, she walks past, this sweet breeze, barefoot and tall, we turn our heads and stop to meet, trade numbers, turns out she was visiting her mom, 2 doors down. The clients and family around us, took a busy moment to notice. Yet we only meant to be a short and sweet "OTL" (Little Hurricane's One True Love as titled: "OTL"). I did not have occasion to sleep so I am rambling on. Have a fantastic weekend, say hi anytime. I usually get anger or debate, the insecure, the psuedos and the pure, so yours is so refreshing a surprise. Uh- and this makes me your subscriber #187, haha, the po-po code for suspiciously gone to uh- heaven, we hope. I also get a lot of #69s. No I mean as a subscriber or with the thumbs! OK, s'in the mind, s'in between, yet ain't no sin unless I trespass between. Some say, "forgiveness is easier than permission." Been there too, on the wrong end, and I say it has merit yet as most wisdom -humor too, must be applied with integrity. That and I see a bevy of mini-bikini's on this beach, so happens, I am offering free samples of a cocoa butter lotion. Rubbing in a lot of bare legs today. My totem is a pole and when I tell them I am only joking- they still want the rub. "Shoulders, could you do the shoulders, I get so much sun!" "Are you like an Indian?" Haha, nah, I tell them I am an alien. Good for laughs... Can't thank you enough. If you check out Lil Ed and the Blues Imperials by Dimitris Koutsiafis, my brother was so kind as to dedicate this rowdy blues group to me, as we had a chat, and that band, all the Fat Possum, Alligator records, Ruf and Blind Pig, I love it to the marrow. I had written a series for my friend Ernst's mural work, yet he passed before I could get this final one finished. Ernst Nievestny was himself a genius of genre- dissidence for humanity. We related the moment we met, and he was so oft inebriated, it was San Luis Obisbo, (sp?) and he wanted me to take the stage with him, then sneak him out the back- "graciously away from these insane 'patrons of the arts' ...from The Horse's Mouth to A Fine Madness, we sat in his suite, body guards and horizontal mirrors, laughing like children at these funny old films, and feeling just like the main characters, I will miss him. Yet another great man gone to soul, arisen from sand, ocean and air... "life is grande for you and for me." as quoted to us in our getaway car by a Holocaust survivor when we noticed his "bar code tattoo". He also mentioned he had won a lottery, then gave it all away to charity, see, this man had 6 months until his cancer was to give the goodbye kiss; yet he actually said that. He owned the station there in N. Hollywood on Coldwater Canyon Blvd. and liked to pump the gas, check the oil.. ah, Allman Brothers album WIPE THE WINDOWS, CHECK THE OIL, DOLLAR GAS, and this man was all smiles. Ernst and I both talked about him all that day, a running debate. We were in awe. Be well!!! Taking as Floyd would say, The Narrow Way, I ride the fringe... as always. ~RaVen~
I am not native American but I grew up to be great friends and love these great people and their incredible culture of respect and loyalty...and I'm still here and now I'm loyal to these people..
I was just going to comment on that.you are right I've only ever heard that he would not let them take a pic of him.They should get it straight for once..........There must be pics somewhere with the right info.After seeing the Crazy Horse "picture" I'm not liking the integrity of this video after that.
The Apache in the video listed as Cochise is not Cochise. Like with Crazy Horse no known picture of the great Chief Cochise exists. The Warrior depicted was called Chato.
Can anyone explain how your people were described as ‘red’ by the settlers? I am puzzled, because those that I have seen have skin colors ranging from white to pale brown. Where did the red come from?
@@riazhassan6570 The skin color of the Native Americans is not white, but brown in various shades. The members of some tribes only had the habit of painting themselves with red paint - the color of blood, the symbol of life - on certain ceremonial occasions. For this reason they were colloquially called "red skins" or "red man".
@@christopheguy Understandable, only so much time before humans get bored and move on. Brings me to another thought. Possibly that's why sets of tribes preferred living in specific parts of the North America. Maybe Indians were performing segregation?
Who are you Christophe Guy, where did you get the picture of Crazy Horse? According to history there never was a photograph taken of him because he would not allow it.Where you getn your info?
The older chiefs knew what was coming to their people. Right or wrong they were realistic about what their people faced. It was the hot headed & hot blooded young braves who encouraged further struggles both with Whites & with other tribes. The old chiefs knew their world was changing & their people must change too or disappear from the land. If it hadn't been American Whites who forced their hand, it would have been the British, the French, the Spanish. The Russians, the Dutch even the Portuguese. Who ever got control in this country would have clashed with Natives. As fate or history would have it, the White American happened to be the group the American Native ran up against.
A wonderful compilation of noble American Indians from the nineteenth century.I can offer one certain error and that is at 6:28 where Chief Red Crow is labelled a Lakota.Red Crow was a Blood Indian and one of the signers of Treaty # 7 in Alberta for the Blackfoot Nation. I know because a good friend of mine , now passed , was Chief Jim Shot Both Sides of the Bloods or Kainai. Red Crow is buried on the Blood Reserve at Standoff , Alberta. Thanks for all your work putting this montage together.
Thanks for your replies from France Christophe. Not bad with only a few errors after all your research. Good job. I would have called the Pawnie by their most common name " Pawnee". Pawnie I found, is merely a derivative of the tribal name used as a boy's name ( whites).Look up Pawnee on Wikipedia for a tremendously comprehensive history of this tribe.And one for you - I had never heard of the Sioux( Lakota) Brule band ( Rosebud , S.D. ) being called Sicangu. Thanks for that.
Psalm 83 King James Version (KJV) 83 Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God. 2 For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: and they that hate thee have lifted up the head. 3 They have taken crafty counsel against thy people, and consulted against thy hidden ones. 4 They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation; that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance. 5 For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against thee: 6 The tabernacles of Edom, and the Ishmaelites; of Moab, and the Hagarenes; 7 Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre; 8 Assur also is joined with them: they have holpen the children of Lot. Selah. 9 Do unto them as unto the Midianites; as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the brook of Kison: 10 Which perished at Endor: they became as dung for the earth. 11 Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb: yea, all their princes as Zebah, and as Zalmunna: 12 Who said, Let us take to ourselves the houses of God in possession. 13 O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind. 14 As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire; 15 So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm. 16 Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek thy name, O Lord. 17 Let them be confounded and troubled for ever; yea, let them be put to shame, and perish: 18 That men may know that thou, whose name alone is Jehovah, art the most high over all the earth. I LOVE MY TRIBE TRIBE OF GAD GEN 49:19 I'm Mexican Native American Indian
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@@carolsaxton839 I am not great with these histories, that does ring a bell. Captain Jack , from what I understand was shrewed and cunning and very effective in his defiance for some time. They did finnaly corner him, but we're so beaten baffled and outwitted time and time again by him that they preserved his head and sent it to Washington DC for possible future study.
much respect to sitting bull and crazy horse for holding out even though it was a lost cause. which brings us back to red clowd who i think was a chief with perhaps more vision on what was to come to his people. a little friction maybe but with that many chiefs they would not all think alike much like any society even now.
Two mistakes- The man with the long long headdress is Charger - earned his name from facing American Soldiers alone and he removed his clothing like the Apache often did to show he had No fear! He was shot nine times and lived! He was a Holy man and a leader! The word chief is nonnative! We have ceremonialists - Inipi and Yuipi healers as well as Heyokas, Ghost Dancers-Spiritual healers, Two Spirited! Medicine man or woman names are nonNative! The word Shaman refers to South American Native healers! The other error is Crazy Horse! He refused to be painted or photographed as such captures the mirror image and part of the soul! It’s vain and as he was a contrary Heyoka and a great strategist! Crazy Horse would consider such as forbidden by certain Oglala healers!
At 3:42 Curly - a Crow Indian . Scout for General Custer during the campaigns of 1876. Did not fight in the Battle of The Little Big Horn but watched from a distance. Was the first to report the news of the defeat .
I did not see Ojibwa Chiefs My Great Grandfathers brother My Grandmothers Uncle was Ralph McCarthy a Chippewa Chief. In Chippewa County Michigan Sault St. Marie region
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All Praises To Our Power Forever! All Natives All Over The World Are Part Of The 12 Tribes Of YAHSHARALA (Israel)U Are Gadites My Brothers and Sisters! We Are Call The ISRAELITES In The Bible That's Ur History Book Also! We Love U Gadites Please Wake Up and Come Back To Ur, Our HEAVENLY Father YAHAWAH and HIS SON YAHAWASHI! I'm Truly Praying For U All, We All Are Praying For All Our Israelite Nations and Tribes Back Together! No One Will Ever Separate The SONS OF YAHAWAH BAHA SHAM YAHAWASHI Ever Again! I Truly Believe With Everything Within Me! It's PAY BACK TIME! QUAM YAHSHARALA!✊🕊💞🕊
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Native Americans must not be forgotten. WE owe them a debt thatcan never be repaid. Their names are written deep in these lands and in the Sight of the Great Spirit (the God of your understanding) it will be theirs forever- it cannot be bought. We can possess this place by the power of guns and warfare BUT in the Sight of what is a righteous Creator it will always be theirs. We as Americans, in the least, must Exalt and Elevate these people- they should never want for anything. We are their grateful guests and must never forget that ultimate Eternal truth.
i agree
I absolutely agree with you.
Oui W.Lincoln., même nous français somme redevable.
Osiyo dogado waya wendeho frm oguban of anihili-waya. Wadao achoa. That is my people's formal greeting and highest of thanks given to another.
As a Lakota I like what you’re saying.
Much Respect I’m Native American from both dad and moms side.
Our ANCESTORS. Honor and Respect. They gave so much for us. Proud Native American
thank you!!!
It is so wonderful to see our people depicted with respect. Thank you! When Europeans came here, they landed right smack dab on top of us. The first couple of hundred years involved great die offs with new pandemics that swept both continents of our people.
Then we also were killed trying to defend our lands from the encroachment of these newcomers who felt like God Himself had given them our homelands.
Then we were sent as refugees into the homelands of our enemies, causing death and battles amongst each other.
We were also purposefully, strategically, starved to death by the eradication of our greatest food source, the buffalo.
We also starved to death on the tiny, unsustainable plots of land we were forced onto, called reservations.
Our children were removed from their homes and their families by the immigrants and forcibly raised by them in assimilation 'schools'. In Canada, 100% of us were raised in these European institutions, and the funding for Native Canadian children's education was federal, forcing all of us into these schools. The last residential school to close in Canada was in 1996.
Two generations of my family were forcibly raised by white people in those institutions: my mother's and my grandmother's.
They were tortured with needles to the tongues as little children to force them to give up their Indigenous language.
Then I was stolen from my family, right from birth in order for Europeans to raise me. I was sent to 11 white foster homes in order to prevent my culture, and my language to be handed down to me as well.
European settlers in Canada were so thorough in removing Indigenous children from their families, that there weren't enough white homes for us all. So Canada Sold Indigenous children for adoption to foreign countries. Especially the USA, Europe and Australia.
When I found my family, I found out that my little sister had been Sterilised in the 1990s! If I wasn't stolen I would have been sterilized too!
Stealing children from their Indigenous families simply for forced assimilation ended in 1991.
Sterilizing Indigenous women against their will only ended in 2018!!
We have had so much come against us. What you see here is all that is left of us. That is it! That is all!
There aren't millions, upon millions, upon millions of us populating other continents, speaking our traditional languages there, or practicing our culture, like there are Europeans, Asians and black people!
We have been decimated by disease, starvation, theft of our children, sterilisations, experimentation, our languages and culture actually made illegal by the immigrants who settled here.
On top of all the abuse, over hundreds of years, a New Threat has come our way.
Europeans have tried to erase us, to manage us and keep our numbers low enough to control.
Now black people are trying to erase us as well! They have now jumped on the 'band wagon'. They want to erase us because they want to steal our history and make it theirs!
They call us $5.00 Indians and say they are the 'real' Indigenous people here! We are white, according to them!
How Absolutely Shameful and Hurtful of them to attack the most marginalized people! They think they can get away with it because we don't have the numbers to fight back!
They think they can attack us because they are also a minority, though they number many many more than us.
I fight this injustice against us wherever I see it. I call it out for what it is, Racism!
Black people should not become the colonizers as well!
This misinformation and lies should Stop! We have very vulnerable people.
We have a pandemic of suicide in our youth because they see so much Racism against their own people, and that Racism Must Stop!
Thank you to everyone patient enough to read all this! I appreciate it, and I'm sending all of you my love and best wishes.
Please understand that the black people trying to steal our history are a Minority of black people. Most black people are very proud of their own history, their own ancestors and their own people, and call out these lies whenever they encounter them. By trying to attack our history, the perpetrators are attacking their own history as well.
They don't have the right to assault black history and heros any more than they have the right to attack ours!
Much love to you all!
The real American the true American people ,
They came from somewhere as well my friend.
@@joepiedepoepie7973 Everyone originated in Africa. But these Americans were the first.
The REAL Founding Fathers..
Yeah, sure.
Lacota suguharu midagi on ära tuntavat,elavad kesk-ameerikas,eiole metsikud.
They lost everything... Poor peoples. 😭😭😭
Estos Hermanos, tuvieron mucha fuerza e inteligencia muy hábiles querían su tierra en PAZ lo que hasta ahora no logramos......
It's hard to have happy faces , when all you've known is lost .
Much respect, true American Legends
Lee francis no they are not americans because they were here way before america was even thought of
@Lee Francis the natives were here before the vikings
@Lee Francis the olmec civilization was the first to inhabit what is now north america try coming at me with facts instead of your biased opinions
@Lee Francis hey its nobodys fault but your own that you cant accept the truth
@Lee Francis what indian theory huh theres proof that there were older civilizations here way way way earlier than any viking touching this land or any other culture they are called native for a reason
I wish that I could see this land before America happened and the people who are a part of my blood
I can tell you about your pre historic ancestors look up the naga tribes headhunters
Beautiful people so spiritual
I am reading Bury my heart at Wounded Nee now. I am falling love Native Americans.
thank you
My grandson just told me a mosquito is the most dangerous living thing on the planet.........maybe kiddo but its the white man and all humans. The mosquitoes wont kill there own planet.
We are still here on Turtle island our mother !
Great Respect for all the great native american chiefs !!!
thank you rambo
We are still here.🌎
YES for ever!!
Stay strong. Be strong forever. We recognise you and your homeland. Home sweet home.
Stand proud
@Lee Francis Lee Francis- Russian, all over every Native American video on youtube trying to stir up shit.
Beautiful pictures of beautiful people. I hold a lot of respect for these great people.
thank you so much Sara
I know what you mean I always admired them
Grand Respect pour tous ces Natifs Américains entrés dans la légende pour l'éternité !
A lot of work went into this. Respectfully, and well presented. I am especially appreciative of the photographs of the Sioux (I am married to a Hunkpapa Lakota woman- member of Standing Rock Tribe.) Thank you.
thank you David
Thank you for the images...I've been wanting to see our 'forefathers' of America!
Stunning presentation...it humbled my perspective of our past. Magnificent people!
thank you for your message,thank's to coming!!!
thank you for reminding me of our tribal chiefs and our way of life here in our land too....Meghalaya, India.
thank's to you
Native Americans went from here to the other side God changed them , to speak and look deferent colors Love God this is all that matters
Beautiful collection.
I just wish you had made their names in red, or any other colour than white or black, as it is impossible to read some of them.
But well done brother!
Thanks
The true founding fathers. And in my opinion the original Americans
I love those voices, their sound and two moon especially, Thank you!!
thank"s to you
My great grandfather bullghost was a Dakota sioux war leader. During the battle of white stone Hill Sept 3, 1863 the battle of a near massacre against General sully's military calvery near Ellendale ND. He continued to resist the us militory. To the Ghost dance uprising of 1890. He was the only hunkpati Dakota sioux leader their to inspired many Lakota sioux people to the Ghost dance celebration. Which led to sittingbull's death at the grand river gun fight Dec 15th 1890 many fallen wounded sioux Indian warriors and Indian police including bullghost some have died in fighting to. Later the last of ghost dance led by chief Bigfoot minnconjou Lakota band. Were massacred at wounded knee dec 29 1890. By Custer's old regiment who were late buried on frozen cold years day.. the last sad ending of the plains Indian wars! Bullghost will later live a peaceful life at the crow creek sioux Indian reservation at old Fort Thompson SD were his descents live today.
Long life native around the world..
I am so very proud of all of you too.
Now we stand strong. WE TAKE OUR LANDS BACK.
MERRY CHRISTMAS CHILDREN OF GOD
There is no known likeness of crazy horse,Tashunka Witco!
I respect them so much, long live the first Americans,,love their hair
thank you
great video thanks for sharing
thank you
A Group of very Proud and Honorable People.
Meu Respeito e Admiração! ! ❤❤
Present America was build from this peoples graveyards ... 🕵
I am the last of my kind, only a half breed Chief of Weamaconk, and I read all these wise comments, almost as if there is a point system to this knowledge. Our way has always been to mix in with the forests, mix in seeds of futures past. Nobody knows only what has been spoon fed in their reading class. Intellectual, yet not so primal nor surreal as we truly are... rethink what you have been taught and question... everything. I run the Nomads and I run 50 countries through my visions and travels, history has been made, yet not been written nor do I expect it ever will be so. Yes. There do exist sketches, carvings, and olde town photographic likenesses. Or do they? Hah! I am as we all are, royalty in Exile...
…by RaVen DaWn
E X I L E
I -AM -IN -EXILE!
I am in exile,
as I touch the Earth
and become marble.
I make a statue of myself
and forget which is which.
I am in exile,
where my reflection stares at me glossy eyed
…..and I turn to see it.
EXILE!
In an attempt to reflect eternity
I face the mirrors exactly.
Yet, in an effort to see forever
my own face gets in the way.
Here in my exile,
lobotomy disagrees with me.
The rivers running red as...
propaganda peddlers pretend to be U.N. M.D.s;
and with rusty razor blades
perform mental vasectomies
on misguided missionaries.
I -AM -IN -EXILE!!!
Where I mind you watching me,
and I’ve planned my invisibility
as you’ve planned my blindness.
Exile!
Where I feed you your dreams…
…and you eat them, unknowing.
Exile… where I stab a scab
And I’m bleeding wax.
Exile… where fragrant flowers grow lush over my grave
but I am not in it.
I -AM -IN -EXILE!!!
~for my friend and my brother Chief Ni'i and for King Long as well~
For you who make it this far, just so you know, nothing or everything is always wrong, as language is a second language to most of us here, and there is no correct spelling, history or imagery, unless you really believe Chuck Connors as being the blue eyed original "Indian" as the white man and the colonialized ones have seen fit to depict us. It is merely a human comedy of errors. I am from the Anasazi bloodline and I do not care for being so damn correct. Thank you, and thankful DD yes, "we" are always still here. We are the land, the forest, that the cities rest upon. I can assure you this, here on my digitalia of laptop bliss, that nature's kiss can become a vortex, and swallow our whole species. We serve the planetary needs, or we, yes "we" become ashes, sugar and dust. I'll now return to rest in my Urn. Not for long, knots for naught, we are tied to this monstrosity we have made of our humanity, and for that we shall be made to come correct. No puns intended- intentionally. ~Chief RaVen DaWn~, the first to cross the oceans and make a pact with tribes worldwide, how we intend to fix this. Yes, "we are still here". DD, we love you honey, you are with us now. Do not approach the lone Nomads, in the forests or in the snow, in the cities or on the go, these are "spectres" and I would know. I am no longer here. I am become Deathless, as I ride the Grey Mare, long since breath has left her, I ride the fringe. Been here all along. Here a long, long time. Dragoste... Love. Our grace and kindness, these are the telling measure. Our war like ways, these would be the end of days, that which I fight against, amuses my soul to commence, and I have tried, on the battlefield and in the back alley brawls, in the cage fights and in the howling of the moonless nights, yet death would not have me. My scars tell my story. So it shall be. That is my word. I have spoken.
I read your words, very interesting!
Thank you. I do know how deviant or crazy it may sound. First said so to my gramps- I was very young and I giggled, so he slapped me, gave me a blade. Said that "no man should harm any other. Nor allow harm to become." Also said to "fear no man, god nor beast; for we are too small to assume we know the difference." or maybe that was Kris' dad, oh yah, Kristofferson, like in that song the PILGRIM, I find we all do fit in there somewhere. My work is as a contracted global underwriter of Field Accords. From that High Finance came knocking for a rougher type to master the under served markets and emerging; my condition that we move in favor of the indigenous. I had been and still am a well paid writer, yet this is way more fun! I promise I won't do this so often or again as I tend to have "comment reactions". I mean no harm.
Christophe, French? My world "pigeon" is worth a laugh, @@christopheguy, the openness and tolerance of your reply makes us automatic friends- my buddy, Guy, haha, pretty cool, reference, so this I wrote layered below, with help of my Romanian-French, then interference from my next girlfriend, (Balinese-Sicilian) I managed to use up all the band aids. It stings when I sit, yet I have NO complaints. Please enjoy below, and if my "gal pals" (we do still have visits, from Paris to LA, from Denpesar to LA) have bedeviled the wrong words in translation for me, please do let me know. There are several lines I wrote, only later to find in an old comic of The Silver Surfer. I never read those. (I read the encyclopedia, I was 6 grades back, fresh out of the woods, the Pine Belt, and determined to explore these new forests.) For you my friend... just to enjoy...
(verse after saying, I also read every Bartlett's Familiar {and other} Quotations I can find in paper form.)
“ Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it ?
Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness ?
Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner ?
You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too .
Let the light of your madness shine , and it will suddenly dawn on you .
Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared , but instead you should give it life ! "
~ Carl Jung~
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------my own verse...
" Madness, Shelter Me" ( A Duet Meant to be Recited as Song Aloud)
Hope, I love humanity. A work in progress. Beauty such it cannot be dismissed;
makes the rainbows brighter,
puts the kick in the cider;
warm she is, I feel the care,
hot so hot -inspires the fighter;
why I can’t look away from her.
Cranky tombstone boots, my blood drips upon;
Been there and back,
…and I’ve been so long.
Sacrifice, suck out the snake bite;
Je suis un fou.
Madness, shelter me… Je t’aime…
In silence, Je t’aime…
As the smoke clears, Je t’aime…
It would be cruel for me to say so directly…
Yet love is notorious, Je t’aime,
May I be so fortunate, beat the odds one more time;
one more time.
Oh madness, shelter me… Je t’aime.
I love humanity…
Et pris au pie’ge dans ce moende de folie… me voila’…
At the edge of madness, laughter lights the first bulb.
Damned with hope, I love humanity.
A work in progress;
beauty such it cannot be dismissed;
Makes the rainbows brighter,
puts the kick in the cider,
warm enough to feel the care;
why I can’t look away from her;
hot so hot- inspires the fighter.
No, I shall not lay down and kiss the daisies today;
We are not replaced at the kiosk, just our humanity.
I want to say just screw it, yet I see you;
for all the pain and blues, hah-
I will laugh and I’ll go through it.
Cranky tombstone boots,
My blood drips upon,
…and I have been so long.
Je suis un fou.
Madness, shelter me… Je t’aime…
In silence, je t’aime…
As the smoke clears, je t’aime…
Without a word about it,
as I am unlikely to survive, je t’aime…
Lest I may not see the dawn
upon this coming day, je t’aime…
Oh madness, shelter me! J'adore…
~fin~
by RaVen DaWn with a little help from CorVus and the Wildflower, Luana-B, who won't talk to me for now.
And for anyone ever had that feeling that the madness was more revealing than an epic about my favorite topic- baseball. At one point the wording is supposed to read "Trapped alone upon this world of madness stand I... dancing. ( a reference to Frederich Nietszche's "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those that could not hear the music.) Yet you most obviously can. It had a different grouping of French I was more familiar with and Lulu "corrected it. Then DeDe, she of the DD one can hardly notice, to look into her eyes, I shared being hypnotized. Two doors down from my Intercontinental Hotel, (-eh) and I walk out with my clients, Bali dignitaries, she walks past, this sweet breeze, barefoot and tall, we turn our heads and stop to meet, trade numbers, turns out she was visiting her mom, 2 doors down. The clients and family around us, took a busy moment to notice. Yet we only meant to be a short and sweet "OTL" (Little Hurricane's One True Love as titled: "OTL"). I did not have occasion to sleep so I am rambling on. Have a fantastic weekend, say hi anytime. I usually get anger or debate, the insecure, the psuedos and the pure, so yours is so refreshing a surprise. Uh- and this makes me your subscriber #187, haha, the po-po code for suspiciously gone to uh- heaven, we hope. I also get a lot of #69s. No I mean as a subscriber or with the thumbs! OK, s'in the mind, s'in between, yet ain't no sin unless I trespass between. Some say, "forgiveness is easier than permission." Been there too, on the wrong end, and I say it has merit yet as most wisdom -humor too, must be applied with integrity. That and I see a bevy of mini-bikini's on this beach, so happens, I am offering free samples of a cocoa butter lotion. Rubbing in a lot of bare legs today. My totem is a pole and when I tell them I am only joking- they still want the rub. "Shoulders, could you do the shoulders, I get so much sun!" "Are you like an Indian?" Haha, nah, I tell them I am an alien. Good for laughs... Can't thank you enough. If you check out Lil Ed and the Blues Imperials by Dimitris Koutsiafis, my brother was so kind as to dedicate this rowdy blues group to me, as we had a chat, and that band, all the Fat Possum, Alligator records, Ruf and Blind Pig, I love it to the marrow.
I had written a series for my friend Ernst's mural work, yet he passed before I could get this final one finished. Ernst Nievestny was himself a genius of genre- dissidence for humanity. We related the moment we met, and he was so oft inebriated, it was San Luis Obisbo, (sp?) and he wanted me to take the stage with him, then sneak him out the back- "graciously away from these insane 'patrons of the arts' ...from The Horse's Mouth to A Fine Madness, we sat in his suite, body guards and horizontal mirrors, laughing like children at these funny old films, and feeling just like the main characters, I will miss him. Yet another great man gone to soul, arisen from sand, ocean and air... "life is grande for you and for me." as quoted to us in our getaway car by a Holocaust survivor when we noticed his "bar code tattoo". He also mentioned he had won a lottery, then gave it all away to charity, see, this man had 6 months until his cancer was to give the goodbye kiss; yet he actually said that. He owned the station there in N. Hollywood on Coldwater Canyon Blvd. and liked to pump the gas, check the oil.. ah, Allman Brothers album WIPE THE WINDOWS, CHECK THE OIL, DOLLAR GAS, and this man was all smiles. Ernst and I both talked about him all that day, a running debate. We were in awe. Be well!!! Taking as Floyd would say, The Narrow Way, I ride the fringe... as always. ~RaVen~
I have very well understood the substance of your thought, even if many will not understand everything!
What was the title of the music
I am not native American but I grew up to be great friends and love these great people and their incredible culture of respect and loyalty...and I'm still here and now I'm loyal to these people..
You spelled Navajo wrong for chief manuelito, and there was never photo of chief Crazy Horse.
I was just going to comment on that.you are right I've only ever heard that he would not let them take a pic of him.They should get it straight for once..........There must be pics somewhere with the right info.After seeing the Crazy Horse "picture" I'm not liking the integrity of this video after that.
It was against crazy horse vision to get his picture taken
Much honor and respect
Love the music.
my beloved people.
Very well done! Thank you.
Thanks
Love my dears and Blessed
I've enjoyed this video now for many views, as I like the layout, the images, the point. I have subscribed and wish only here to thank you. ~RaVen~
thank's to you RaVen
hello, new fan here, watching po,
눈빛에서 영혼이 느껴집니다.
많은 사연을 마음에 담아
굳센 의지로 승화시킨
당신들은 최고입니다 !!
ONE WORD BEAUTIFUL AND GREAT
Many thanks for sharing! Now i know the name of one -i searched too
thank's to you michaela
They have nice handmade things ,like some fabric,clothes so we have to concerns about them and changes some of there thinking about other people.
yes that's true thank you
The Apache in the video listed as Cochise is not Cochise. Like with Crazy Horse no known picture of the great Chief Cochise exists. The Warrior depicted was called Chato.
thank you lucas
You are absolutely right. Didn't notice your post before I posted my own.
Who is this christophe guy? Where he getn info from.IMO he s out to lunch.
An Excellent Presentation. Thank You!
Just come out and dance everybody, that's native enough and perhaps a new kind of peacefull resistance, like the Tibetan people :)
All beautiful people's 😍 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ love.you.
Don't understand why there's always a photo of Crazy Horse included when there's no such thing... Otherwise awesome vid!!!
who is not mistaken the essence is to pay tribute to this people and its history,thank you
hi chris thats little big man a contemporary of tashunka witko[the crazy horse]
Can anyone explain how your people were described as ‘red’ by the settlers? I am puzzled, because those that I have seen have skin colors ranging from white to pale brown. Where did the red come from?
@@riazhassan6570 The skin color of the Native Americans is not white, but brown in various shades.
The members of some tribes only had the habit of painting themselves with red paint - the color of blood, the symbol of life - on certain ceremonial occasions.
For this reason they were colloquially called "red skins" or "red man".
TEXAS BASED APACHE, COMMANCHE, AZTECA💪🇺🇸
Blessings from THE TRINITY..
I enjoyed the video . my quest has taken me to understand humanity. Yes seek the old ways but in peace and it will spread.
thank you lily
Wonderful pictures, great to see their names. I thought pictures of crazy hor
Se didn't exist
Beautiful people,natural,honest,,,my respect.
thank you so much
im reading first nation books. im think of old times. And listen its song. im realy so sad. Where did the noble people go? Türkiyeden selamlar...
Les légendes éternel
Kinda wish folks wouldn't use white lettering over black and white photos. Could hardly read some of the names. Still, thank you for making this
that true
This is not Crazy horse, it is Little Big Man, Oglala
i know
Wow beautiful
Several tribes were omitted, like mine, Ojibwe. In fact these in this video were primarily all western nations.
however I have great respect for the Ojibwe, other tribes unfortunately do not appear in my video
@@christopheguy Understandable, only so much time before humans get bored and move on. Brings me to another thought. Possibly that's why sets of tribes preferred living in specific parts of the North America. Maybe Indians were performing segregation?
Who are you Christophe Guy, where did you get the picture of Crazy Horse? According to history there never was a photograph taken of him because he would not allow it.Where you getn your info?
The older chiefs knew what was coming to their people. Right or wrong they were realistic about what their people faced. It was the hot headed & hot blooded young braves who encouraged further struggles both with Whites & with other tribes. The old chiefs knew their world was changing & their people must change too or disappear from the land. If it hadn't been American Whites who forced their hand, it would have been the British, the French, the Spanish. The Russians, the Dutch even the Portuguese. Who ever got control in this country would have clashed with Natives. As fate or history would have it, the White American happened to be the group the American Native ran up against.
A wonderful compilation of noble American Indians from the nineteenth century.I can offer one certain error and that is at 6:28 where Chief Red Crow is labelled a Lakota.Red Crow was a Blood Indian and one of the signers of Treaty # 7 in Alberta for the Blackfoot Nation. I know because a good friend of mine , now passed , was Chief Jim Shot Both Sides of the Bloods or Kainai. Red Crow is buried on the Blood Reserve at Standoff , Alberta. Thanks for all your work putting this montage together.
thank's to coming
i see this error but im not perfect sorry,thank you
Thanks for your replies from France Christophe. Not bad with only a few errors after all your research. Good job. I would have called the Pawnie by their most common name " Pawnee". Pawnie I found, is merely a derivative of the tribal name used as a boy's name ( whites).Look up Pawnee on Wikipedia for a tremendously comprehensive history of this tribe.And one for you - I had never heard of the Sioux( Lakota) Brule band ( Rosebud , S.D. ) being called Sicangu. Thanks for that.
thank you so much
Psalm 83 King James Version (KJV)
83 Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.
2 For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: and they that hate thee have lifted up the head.
3 They have taken crafty counsel against thy people, and consulted against thy hidden ones.
4 They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation; that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.
5 For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against thee:
6 The tabernacles of Edom, and the Ishmaelites; of Moab, and the Hagarenes;
7 Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre;
8 Assur also is joined with them: they have holpen the children of Lot. Selah.
9 Do unto them as unto the Midianites; as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the brook of Kison:
10 Which perished at Endor: they became as dung for the earth.
11 Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb: yea, all their princes as Zebah, and as Zalmunna:
12 Who said, Let us take to ourselves the houses of God in possession.
13 O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.
14 As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire;
15 So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm.
16 Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek thy name, O Lord.
17 Let them be confounded and troubled for ever; yea, let them be put to shame, and perish:
18 That men may know that thou, whose name alone is Jehovah, art the most high over all the earth.
I LOVE MY TRIBE
TRIBE OF GAD GEN 49:19
I'm Mexican Native American Indian
Thomas Kallmyrför 1 sekund sedanMy Grandfathers Sister Julia Kristine KALLMYR became Mother of Joseph Holm who was Father to Vernon ( Presley) who was the Father of Elvis Presley the Artist 1935-1977.
great héritage!!!
Super fotó,❣️🥀🌷🌹🍀🍀💖🙂👍
فدوه شكد احبهم 😍😍😍
Assalamaleikum!
Love the picture of Capt Jack.
thank you
Wasn’t he sentenced to death with scarfaced Charley.
@@carolsaxton839 I am not great with these histories, that does ring a bell. Captain Jack , from what I understand was shrewed and cunning and very effective in his defiance for some time. They did finnaly corner him, but we're so beaten baffled and outwitted time and time again by him that they preserved his head and sent it to Washington DC for possible future study.
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ 🙏🙏🙏 much respect from balinese..
Why was there only one from the east of the Mississippi River shown?
Hard to believe this was posted 10 years ago and only 134+thousand viewers.... smh 🙈
Indios te amo 😍😘🙋💘👍
thank you
😚😘
Indians are beautiful!
tnank you Cheryl
Crazy Horse never had his photo taken, never!
Te white letters are HARD to read. Try red.
much respect to sitting bull and crazy horse for holding out even though it was a lost cause. which brings us back to red clowd who i think was a chief with perhaps more vision on what was to come to his people. a little friction maybe but with that many chiefs they would not all think alike much like any society even now.
Such a patriarchal european way of seeing my ancestors
Haha.You learned some new words stupid.How about.Equality,Seismic, racism islamofoob,white privilege and so on.Left fascist you are.
Where did they get their horses from.
Two mistakes- The man with the long long headdress is Charger - earned his name from facing American Soldiers alone and he removed his clothing like the Apache often did to show he had No fear! He was shot nine times and lived! He was a Holy man and a leader! The word chief is nonnative! We have ceremonialists - Inipi and Yuipi healers as well as Heyokas, Ghost Dancers-Spiritual healers, Two Spirited! Medicine man or woman names are nonNative! The word Shaman refers to South American Native healers! The other error is Crazy Horse! He refused to be painted or photographed as such captures the mirror image and part of the soul! It’s vain and as he was a contrary Heyoka and a great strategist! Crazy Horse would consider such as forbidden by certain Oglala healers!
The love
Crazy Horse NEVER allowed his picture to be taken.
I know it has already told me who does not make mistakes ???
can you please send a video of this with other colors then black and white? please respond with a conact
what??I dont understand!!!
At 3:42 Curly - a Crow Indian . Scout for General Custer during the campaigns of 1876. Did not fight in the Battle of The Little Big Horn but watched from a distance. Was the first to report the news of the defeat .
thank you
6:07 is Chief Washakie boi
I KNOW MY TRIBES LEADERS!!
mistakes but the main thing is to pay tribute to this people
Awsome Indian Chiefs
I did not see Ojibwa Chiefs My Great Grandfathers brother My Grandmothers Uncle was Ralph McCarthy a Chippewa Chief. In Chippewa County Michigan Sault St. Marie region
Oni su primer da naznaci da iako nisi kriv da ti niko nista nemoze ,vec da mudro moras da se boris za istinu. Oni treba Srbiji da budu nauk kako moras biti mudar i na vreme preduprediti stvari.
Music? Трек?
This are real true American
No color photos????
💙
3-31-2020 had a dream that I meet a Chief Indiana trying to make sense of it
All Praises To Our Power Forever! All Natives All Over The World Are Part Of The 12 Tribes Of YAHSHARALA (Israel)U Are Gadites My Brothers and Sisters! We Are Call The ISRAELITES In The Bible That's Ur History Book Also! We Love U Gadites Please Wake Up and Come Back To Ur, Our HEAVENLY Father YAHAWAH and HIS SON YAHAWASHI! I'm Truly Praying For U All, We All Are Praying For All Our Israelite Nations and Tribes Back Together! No One Will Ever Separate The SONS OF YAHAWAH BAHA SHAM YAHAWASHI Ever Again! I Truly Believe With Everything Within Me! It's PAY BACK TIME! QUAM YAHSHARALA!✊🕊💞🕊
I thought Crazy Horse was never photographed. Is his Picture here for real ???
my mistake
Osiyo ginalli... wado!