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Do you know
many things
understanding
not one

Portending
your weakness
pretense
on the run

The trash bin
of knowledge
refills
left unchecked

Pontificate
dirges
spout off
— to infect

(The New Room: July, 2024)
The more famous
you get
The bigger
— the prison becomes

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
If the Rockies
don’t speak to you ...
never return

The quiet their
rejection
— a silent goodbye

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
We need to remember our heritage and the reason we celebrate the 4th of July.

Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence? Their story. . .

Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died.

Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned.

Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured.

Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of the Revolutionary War.

They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor.

What kind of men were they?

Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists.

Eleven were merchants.

Nine were farmers and large plantation owners; men of means, well educated.

But they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing full well that the penalty would be death if they were captured.

Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. He sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.

Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and poverty was his reward.

Vandals or soldiers looted the properties of Dillery, Hall, Clymer, Walton , Gwinnett, Heyward, Ruttledge, and Middleton.

At the battle of Yorktown, Thomas Nelson, Jr., noted that the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson home for his headquarters. He quietly urged General
George Washington to open fire. The home was destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt.

Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed.

The enemy jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.

John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying.

Their 13 children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his children vanished.

So, take a few minutes while enjoying your 4th of July holiday and silently thank these patriots. It's not much to ask for the price they paid.

Remember: freedom is never free!
In
the finality
of its embers

Form
burns like
a kindling

Freeing
the beginning
of all that is possible

Freeing
the memory
— of tomorrow’s embrace  

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
Feathers and warpaint are symbolic disguises for the enemy ...

Looking forward and inward, Crazy Horse was consumed by his vision as he rode into the ancestral camp of the unmarked trail. It was here that he listened for the older voices who kept council with the past.

There was no shield to protect from arrows fired from within. When shot from the heart of ancient wanderings and hitting their target, life turned into death and then life again.

The symbols of the warrior... the arrow, bow, and horse, were painted on tipi’s proud and were there to guide your spirit on its path to who you would become. The images depicted a true warrior’s journey — war being a portal —catalyzing with its deliverance the freedom of your spirit.

Death burns celebration as its kindling, renewing everything within the finality of its embers, taking you back to the beginning of all things possible, where …

The rules
   the reasons
   the ridicule
           and the redemption

all fade in your memory, while you become more of what you always were — and less of what the timid crave.  

Unveiling your spirit
   rejoining your fathers

as your feathered bonnet and warpaint lie burning in the flames of a distant council fire.



Kurt Philip Behm: July, 2024  
(From Searching For Crazy Horse)
Between a fool
and a wise man
who treads on who
Rushing forth
or holding back
many are the few
Who comes out
of the darkness first
the dolt or then the sage
One racing through  
the jungle blind
— the other in a cage

(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
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