hay'dutsi'la: TALALIMJOJI (Small light before dawn)

Hay’dutsi’la (by thinking with the mind)

According to our legends, hay'dutsi (thought) was the "first thing." Then there was tosok'jami (dream) This universe was not present, only hay'dutsi in the vastness. Thought thought and thought, "for a million years or more" and thought itself into voice. Thought thought voice should be pretty so changed to song. Song dreamed and sang "for a million years or more," then that which we are familiar with as the universe slowly began to appear.

Hay'dutsi'la means "by thinking." Anthropology will attempt to convince everyone that natives the world over are incapable of thought, but it is that study that in its rush to degrade natives has robbed the world of precious thought and dreams. Thought is the driving force of this hemispheric's indigenous, and has been for a very long time, dreams and thought. With this blog I expect to contact thinkers and dreaming children.

The European concept of native people being incapable of thought, by the Study of Man, and confused by the God-concepts that formed European thought, spread across the indigenous homelands, a blanket of hegemony, wounded by rote education, neglected in the realm of the great thinkers, Assigned a special place on the ladder of civilization, one step backwards and downwards, rendered mute by higher education and understood by the masses as frivolous or nonexistent, has caused native thought patterns the world-over to seek refuge in silence.

In that silence the study-of-man then finds a great arena where continuous and irreparable societal damage is constantly inflicted by the “learned” experts of the modern world.

Monday, March 15, 2010

TALALIMJOJI (Small light before dawn)

03-04-10

TALALIMJOJI
(Small light before dawn)

Sunrise yet a dream
Venus still planning her ascent.
Jupiter hurrying west.
On the other side, Moon followed Sun along their ancient path.
My sleep was not of dreams but of worry

As *Pukamuka instructed us, my spirit went out to visit the vast universe
to scatter my bothers as the stars were scattered long ago
The power in the vastness churned and dreamed and breathed
and it is good.
Rumbling across the silences between the stars a thought whispered,
“Joji Itam Is/Aw’te ja’wa itamjaliwaj telamji. (Little person, what bothers your deepeer spirit)
As best as my power could answer that Great Energy, it said,

Yalyu tisluji ta’ca’te Itam’is tahjamji (The Christian crusade against earth and indigenous must cease)

In the presence of the vast universe my spirit thought again and again

“There must be an ending to the disease hate
to the disease harm, and
to the disease invade
There must!”

It is true.

The damage of the invading crusade has not healed
But bleeds with a rheumatic ache
The invading forces say
“We are saviors of the wounded and bleeding”
although it is that invading force, following the will of God,
that causes the constant blood flow of indigenous
and gaping wounds to Mother Earth

With words infected with conniving, they make their existence seem necessary

It is not

The cannon, the sword, and the crusade-thought that moved the hand to butcher
indigenous and this land was never welcomed to this hemisphere
or anywhere in the autochthonous world
It is yet unwanted and is an invasion mentality that must be erased from memory.

As a distant voice thundered across forever

My translation is:

“Crusade is beyond strange. It takes with bullets that which it can have with love
Vanity came to live in their hearts
Vanity is lonely
Vanity is frightened and frantic”

It is true
Many ships went out from Spain searching for gold and silver to steal
The Spanish crown needed gold
to purchase an army
to march upon Jerusalem and destroy the Muslims,
at once and forever

It is also true
Power is hay’dutsi (thinking, pondering)
As we were instructed in my childhood
I will go out to the dawn
and seek again and again,** kennemumwa.

Sul’ma’ejote, 01-29-10

* Pukamuka (Wonderful, wise people who walked earth before us)
** Kennemumwa (Beyond forever)