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May 12, 2008

Gauging Distance

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 12:04 pm

Gauging Distance
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You can take the native off the rez, but not the rez out the native
In the worst environments imaginable, gotten ourselves situated
Give all you got to stop us, but we already know we can take it
Taken shot after shot point blank and still striving to make it
Hearts accustomed to hard times are hard to observe as vacant
An uncertain future to endure so with a purpose we want to face it
Always underrated but never evaded taking things as they arrive
With a rested mind is how we all strive to finally rest our eyes
Instead it’s a constant fight to find a way to ground level height
In places like this you never know what to expect or what to find
Vice after vice seems alright until time winds down and takes a toll
Walking away to save face is along the lines of best case scenario
Except so many choose to go down the only traveled road they know
Drugs and alcohol as companions when it comes to family and home
While looking for what’s not there, we also look at what we can hold
If they mean anything to our lives than somehow we let it be known

~windreamer~

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May 11, 2008

Her Offspring

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 3:08 pm

Her Offspring
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I grew in her until I could take on all my firsts
When that time came around I was ready for birth
Made a concern forever as the length of my term
After all that I was ready to find out my worth
Crawled then walked to accept many things on earth
Things can go many ways, but in many ways they turn
Respect is served in return after what I’ve learned
Life can provide what’s gentle and can also be firm
It can also be a blur and return the most unexpected
To give more than she could, was quietly inventive
Caring and understanding were her trusted weapons
Many times protective to leave lasting impressions
Now all in our own ways we all became expressive
Thanks to you, we know where to keep progressing
Because of who you are, we know who we’re reflecting
Children of children show teachings once again accepted
While ongoing lessons are added to a growing collection

~Windreamer~

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May 9, 2008

The Good In Life

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 9:23 am

The Good In Life
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I kinda remember sad and lonely oh so long ago
Now I still could be sad, but no more as a solo
I chose and was chosen to be apart of someone’s life
The good, the bad, and the honest all feels so right
Now somehow I’m the prized owner of a gift that keeps giving
By exchanging titles to the age old mister and misses
It’s all about continuing not finishing what we started
A different path has arrived so I’m quietly disarming
Cleared the charges so the pardon was effective immediately
Protective custody was in the waits when I was free to leave
Survived the heat still able to see a continuing dream
The days without her face made me think of who I really need
She let me speak and didn’t leave me alone with my thoughts
Took my hand in hers and was first to talk in this walk
So it was on the spot the fall we took raised the bar
Without knowing, her eyes, words, and touches hit their mark

~Windreamer~

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May 8, 2008

Watchful Eyes

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 10:41 am

Watchful Eyes
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My most cherished possession is a simple battle tested heart
Apologies for not knowing when I don’t have to keep guard
I know for a fact as a target I’m able to get hit hard
The life I had was scorned to adorn different battle scars
I did my part, survived the dark, and now it’s a new start
I will respect and acknowledge a true living form of art
Bombarded and discarded but I’m not in my first war
Already warned about being torn but it’s you I still adore
Each day I think of you more and the life we have in store
I’m running everywhere at once since time I cannot afford
You’re in my core as a force that can only make me better
How many ways to display this love from now until forever
Let me say your place is one that I will always remember
No more worries since I’m earning from my primary investor
Don’t stop giving me your all cause I’m good with pressure
If we haven’t met, my only test is tending to these embers

~Windreamer~

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May 6, 2008

Expanding Boundaries

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 10:53 pm

Expanding Boundaries
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For the rez I’m left with nothing else more to show
To give my all before I fall is my one and only oath
Cause the rez blessed me to learn more from what I hold
Hard choices in traditional and nontraditional growth
Fears in us from experiences are rare to get exposed
Where nightmares take shape, described as our very own
Where dreams are born, torn, killed and revived in hope
Unseen and unheard until it’s a threat we start to pose
The one thing we’re not allowed is a sense of control
Ready to explode more than explore ways to stay afloat
Going all out without doubts is our never ending sport
For days and nights is how we learned to give a toast
Through the process of elimination is how we get close
Food and sleep in peace is still how we play the host
Friends and family are still tops in what matters most
If it’s more smiles or miles to pick, than I choose both
For me, there’s no other way, or place quite like home

~Windreamer~

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May 4, 2008

Shot Placement

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 9:33 am

Shot Placement
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If you really want to start some mess, go on and test it
Not ready for the status and that alone is too tempting
Give thanks for making me an issue that’s too pressing
Asked for it and got it now that you see it all ending
It ain’t no thing to make examples and teach lessons
Decode the mystery so everyone can get the message
Leave no questions when addressing the matter at hand
Like those laid out who aren’t the first, or the last
Talking around, talking about, but to me, never stand
Trying to act out but stand out as another form of trash
In the dark took a stab, now there’s no chance for light
I’m your reason for sight and why you don’t want to fight
Take a little chance if you’re up for the roughest climb
Trying to call the time, but it’s already claimed as mine
I’ve been where you’re going and am off to higher heights
On top of the food chain and I’m not ready to resign

~Windreamer~

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May 3, 2008

the wilderness

Filed under: Native Blogs — Windreamer @ 9:45 am

Yesterday went out of my way to go out of my way.  Went out ‘horn hunting’ and tried out a spot everyone thinks everyone else got to already - around the park city loop road.  At first signs were all around just heading up to the top.  After some huffing, puffing, and different rests here and there, got to the crest side.  No snow around and thankfully, no snakes seen prowling the area.  Signs of a bear were there, so it was odd to be moseying around where a possible encounter might take place?  Started in on a thicket of white trees and it was strange to walk around paths and openings that could very well house a pack of elk, deer, or some wandering animal that happened upon such a find.  Luckily things looked up for me, as I looked up and ahead of us and noticed what looked like tines standing straight up.  I was figuring on just finding a shed, but came across a former eatery for some animal killer.  It turned out I happened upon a 3 by 4 whitetail whose tines just got length and was probably going to work on mass and spread.  That whitetail didn’t make it by way of something that had it’s fill of venison meat.  It was something that looked like it was from this past year since none of the tines or beams had any bite marks on it.  The one thing that didn’t make it all the way through was the skull. Some of the nose didn’t make it through, but not a big deal to work with.  Found some sheds earlier within a couple months, but they were nice and tore up from some chipmunk or squirrel.  One of them was from years prior, so it was cool just to know it used to be sizable.

The plan is to go out tomorrow as well, so it’s going to be interesting to see how that one goes.  With all the sign of Elk we saw I’m waiting to walk up on an elk shed somewhere.   2day is also one of the nephew’s birthday, so a happy 7th to him as he precedes me by one day.  Other than that, it’s may, I’m turning 30 soon, and I’m looking forward to seeing what the rest of this year has yet to bring.

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May 1, 2008

A gatherings to remember, again…

Filed under: Blog Stuff — Windreamer @ 12:49 pm

We pull in wednesday night, or possibly very early thursday since we did show up at midnight?  Anyways, the day comes and we’re lounging for miss indian world to come through, but instead of sitting through it all, we went to go eat.  Nice dinner shot, then it’s back to miss indian world lobby.  Not a bad deal, there were all kinds of natives and native supporters around so it was a good spot to check out.  Bumped into Ms White too, so it’s always cool to run into folks you haven’t seen in awhile.  Checked out the party that night and there were people all around in all 3 rooms, plus the outside where there was a stripper getting her gyration on without the clothes falling.

Friday works it’s way around and we’re set up the walk through the crowded wow.  4-5 dollar fry breads, and the indian tacos ran up to 8 bucks along with regular sized gatorades going for 3 dollars just to show the inflation of eating at the wow.  Vendors were out in full force selling anything from beads, jewelry, cds, knives, pictures, comedy/music, college, artwork, clothes, skateboards, furs, quills, drums, rattles, make up, medicine, and whatever else I’m not mentioning that was there. People were out all kinds with cameras (film and stills) too.  Crowded, but not so much as saturday’s attendance would show.  Ran into Tribe 2 Ent.’s Shade & Mistic and got an interview there with the camera rolling.  Missed the Ky-Mani marley spot, but heard he worked it.  Took off to down town one mo gin and club 7 was packed with all kinds of folks trying to filter up to v.i.p. to get their swerve on.  Wasn’t any fights or anything I saw, so a mello deal that night.

Saturday… the most packed day for the pit.  We show up to literally 100’s if not 1000’s of natives waiting to get in.  That was just waiting to get in, and when you step into the venue, natives all over in all different ways.  Go through the motions of walking around and trying to get footage, but it was decided that our group was going to split so they can check out the kanye’/lupe’ concert that was taking place that night.  They go, and I go back to the wow.  In the process got some footage of Rez Hogs, Geno, JSK, Nomadic, and Airos Ent. from different places.  Got a late start to the party spots, but it was cool seeing the natives fall out in force while the cops were trying to get their horse riding on to clear out the spot, but with too many natives like that, they only had one choice to go with - retreat.  So they were on approach and retreat to try and get folks to head out.  Not a bad night, no fights again.

Sunday, the All Nations Skate Jam… It as an all day event, but there are some kids who tear it up out there.  I know natives get down, but I was taken back by them getting down like they do.  Jumping from stuff, sliding on things, kick flips, and everything else I don’t know about they were out trying and sometimes landing.  It seemed odd to see another fashion show, let alone at a skate jam, but that was how it went.  And the rollers (cops) were there in full force as well.  Every angle, outside and in the skate park were covered by at least a duo if not more cops hanging out?  There were injuries around too, so it just goes to show that some folks only know how to go one way - hard.  Got some shoes by the man himself, Steve Van Doren.  Talked to Tony Alva and Jim Murphy, so it was a good day to have a camera rolling.  That night got to meet up with some pretty ladies.  They were totally unexpected on my part, but in the end it wasn’t a bad deal in talking around with them.  The bros hooked it up by giving me a good review to them, so sometimes it pays to be quiet.

Gatherings ‘08 - all kinds of nice…  Gatherings - ‘09, who knows?

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April 29, 2008

Gatherings ‘08

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 12:53 pm

Gatherings ‘08
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Honesty seemed promising while feeling unsure
Tongue tied so much, words had to be relearned
A bundle of nerves preserved by kindness returned
Patience in waiting when I talked so unsure
Smiled nervous, reserving strength to keep still
In head turning beauty, my eyes got their fill
Trying to make sense with words that couldn’t spill
Keeping a sense of composure that took all of my will
The thrill of the deal where chances were taken
If it was the case, I’m thankful for my misplacement
I apologize for my eyes looking but being evasive
A shell of uncertainty that gently started breaking
Facing beautiful creations and am thankful for such
So far as to give thanks in my own silent hush
Feeling my own private rush to blush from a touch
Nothing to share if they weren’t there with a nudge

~Windreamer~

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April 21, 2008

Wayward Steps

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 2:46 pm

Wayward Steps
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Don’t talk to me about making the grade on the test
Lungs out of breath from the heaviness on my chest
Allegations and accusations draped around my neck
War cries I still recite to show I’m battle dressed
In a state of unrest ready to wreck at full speed
Diversions for aversions but my eyes clearly see
A legacy we leave where generations won’t find sleep
Looking at dying fiends and hearing silent screams
The ways to escape run opposite of a steady stream
The exact meaning in being the cast of a dying breed
A cycle of greed that feeds the ground six feet deep
No choice in the matter except to go on and compete
In the midst of fierce combatants but still at peace
Walking with a purpose to thrive within these extremes
Benefits to reap always come following a hefty fee
The climb was rough, but the fall looks pretty steep

~Windreamer~

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April 18, 2008

Topsy Turvy

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 11:36 am

Topsy Turvy
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Scattered light and broken mirrors brought her sight
Swollen lips and cracked teeth decorate her plight
Not her design but, for now, there is no compromise
After a hard day’s night, wounds won’t let her resign
Watching her own steps before another conflict arrives
On a day to day basis asking how will she survive
Keeping in mind her fight isn’t limited to just her
So beyond her own blood splatters, others get hurt
Little hands reaching her shirt trying to hug first
More throbs, aches, and pain making each touch burn
Another set of eyes tired of seeing it all get worse
Calmly indifferent and waiting until the next return
The empty apologies aren’t set free to go unheard
Only because of the endless amounts of last nerves
Each moment burned deep in the memory bank reserves
Even until the hurt is what she thinks is deserved

~windreamer~

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April 14, 2008

Comfort and Joy

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 9:48 pm

Comfort and Joy
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In trust, showed me where your tears were hidden
With key in hand, allowed more access than a visit
For looking in me, please know gratitude is given
Genuine smiles revived in eyes reflecting well wishes
No he say she say, this is all my own admittance
With, for, and from you living a life that’s vivid
Before you, a good life was what I mourned as missing
Because of you I’m learning a good heart’s existence
Eternally gifted for shifting a whole life’s span
Pardon the shock for a dream being lifted by my hands
For those who saw a burn out, this is a reignited man
Wherever we want is how we decide our own flight plan
Thanks for giving me this spot within survival land
Why I never settled was to see when striving lasts
Finally, the rewards for completing a fighting chance
At last, the cure all for escaping confining traps

~Windreamer~

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Infiltrations

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 3:39 pm

Infiltration
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Ever seen the life leave their eyes while still alive
See how they leave you behind when they ‘go for mine’
Working all light fingers while deflecting your sight
By your side when you climb, but what about a bind
Where where they when the drought turned the well dry
Where problems arise and you’re given the formal invite
When the spotlight goes dim and that’s the cue to fight
Owning up to your actions with words that aren’t revised
Reaching not by choice where some truths are realized
If it’s all on them, they still got alias names to sign
With the first hint of trouble they decide to take flight
Reversed their concern to find another place to hide
Reappearing once it’s quiet and they’re tongue-tied
Are you reminded of favors done to slide this time
In times of conflict, does their allegiance realign
A shift in their position when approached eye to eye
They believed in you all along when you reached the prize

~Windreamer~

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Our Districts

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 1:21 pm

Our Districts
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This air is pretty stagnant, it’s time to clear it out
If it’s too fast for you to take than I’ll gear it down
Why do you keep lying to me and all our peers around
Shrug me off if you want, but I know you hear me now
We’re accountable for amounts of this or that presented
We see the problems and withdrawals instead of investing
While in hiding are amounts where vision is prevented
Nothing attempted to change, just the same ole accepted
Last I knew there was more last names in this collective
A backwards path in motion and it only seems reflective
The exchange of ideas never fails to end in fencing
A rise in tension is one thing we know stays commencing
So leave the impressionable ones out it’s nothing new
The struggle of all for one has been cued by you
A track record proves your words are always misconstrued
Except the steps you left bring light to your ruse

~Windreamer~

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April 12, 2008

Sole Provider

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 5:10 pm

Sole Provider
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Without any help from anyone else, made it work
The race took off and you outpaced the hurt
If it was worth it all, had to wait and learn
No one to pick up the slack and take a turn
Some flames were arranged to face the burn
To preserve your nerves, rearranged the earth
In living and learning you are quite the example
The wear from caring is a badge not a hassle
Grains of sand always pass with your hands full
A life that doesn’t hide how it has to gamble
Taken on more than a sample of things unseen
Convinced to restitch for protecting each seam
Brought to extremes that took away winks of sleep
The amount of tears shed flow in different streams
Looked into the deep before going for a leap
Sacrifices aren’t new like letting out a scream

~Windreamer~

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April 11, 2008

Showers Bringing Flowers

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 10:17 am

Showers Bringing Flowers
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The clouds gave way and it’s still the same day
School is underway for learning tricks of the trade
Where paths of different flights aren’t that straight
Traces of faces distorted from the work and the pace
Except it’s never too late to reflect a better way
It’s your life in your hands, so what you gonna shape
Your life is what you lived, now what you gonna take
Those are your footprints, now what steps will you make
You don’t have to pray to display how you’re driven
What image stands out the most within your existence
Walk away from yourself to see where you leave imprints
Check out for yourself what you’re left to live with
Two sides that don’t collide and have no restrictions
Fight all you want, but to life there is no limits
We can have it all, but there always something missing
To take away from that, why not try out some giving

~Windreamer~

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April 10, 2008

The Rez Won’t Let Me Down

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 11:03 am

The Rez Won’t Let Me Down
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At times I didn’t believe it was going be me seeing this
Torn between here and there as my only uncompleted wish
Still trying to grasp it all but I’m left without a grip
Apologizing for the years and tears that continually hit
The life and times of a Colville giving these graves a kiss
Utmost respect directed to the lovely ones we all miss
Looking down at the headstones and still feel a cringe
Like watching those forgetting with binge after binge
We still flinch when a memory hits close to the heart
Seeing no end to remembering a pain that still cuts sharp
Holding on to you in every way is partly all of our faults
Tears for solid fears as a career is one thing we brought
For now it’s all worth it since this is all we’ve got
We still stand shocked wondering if we really do belong
Confused more than ever if this life gets better than wrong
Until given a glimpse that it’s up to us to make the call

~Windreamer~

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April 9, 2008

Looking Deeper

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 10:24 am

Looking Deeper
~
Dear miss mischievous I hope you change your mind
Just thinking about what happened, my lip I gotta bite
Aggressive, not possessive but at the same time polite
I know we’re better for each other longer than a night
Making me want to climb walls and furniture every time
Competitive and sweating like we’re both in a fight
In this showdown I’m flooring it, exploring overdrive
Thought I won the race, but there’s more ground in sight
My arms holding a divine being hate being out of reach
One look into your eyes provides the buckle in my knees
So enticing, so exciting, the build up can only increase
Never expected a person, like their lips, to taste so sweet
Trying to exceed each release until forced to admit defeat
I have no arguments that our best nights are on repeat
Are we complete when every time we meet it’s discreet
Or should I apologize for saying you knock me off my feet

~Windreamer~

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April 8, 2008

Weekend Of Weekends

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 1:30 pm

Weekend Of Weekends
~
I know there’s an unspoken art in that tee-pee creeping
Actions set on course all before there was any speaking
Clothes, hair, and skin all get the once over treatment
Then eyes get to scanning who you prefer in a meeting
After locking eyes there’s the slide to exchange greetings
Took chances in opening advances, forgetting concealment
More often than not things get settled with some teasing
The playful exchange of words has both interests peeking
Secrets hardly guarded hinted on a bit of revealing
Leading to leaning in for sloppy kisses and heavy breathing
Each other’s fingers, hands and arms exchanging feelings
Ready for the ‘warm body next to mine’ to close the evening
Then you quietly leave the scene before sun light’s leaking
A nod of approval for two people that were once in agreement
With or without hickies, on or around where we can see ‘em
The signs of a nice night touching on morning to be completed

~Windreamer~

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April 7, 2008

Unrestricted Friction

Filed under: Writtens — Windreamer @ 1:47 pm

Unrestricted Friction
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Trying to force my hand leads to force from my hands
No song and dance, this is anger in a trance
Aiming for the cranium at every possible chance
Armed with reckless abandon and no going back
Built to last past any obstacle set in my way
The eye of the storm leaving destruction in my wake
The strong arm of a warrior shows there’s no escape
A one man demolition crew equipped to break and erase
Ready to give and take without escape as an option
Vigilante justice that doesn’t exercise any caution
With this Colville stuck in his ways, I’m a problem
A hand ready to say ’shut up when grown folks talking’
Once started there’s no stopping what’s in motion
The hate that created hate only knows to keep growing
Unheard and unseen but believed to cause commotion
Hellbent to keep unloading since Pandora’s box is open

~Windreamer~

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