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  • the stillness of the uncovering hippie is poetry in motion

    my religion is relaxation and your face is like

    a chapel of cozy nature changing in the prismatic lights of the devas

    who dance in the grateful dead songs like mandalas of buddha bongs long ago

    i see the naked world, the schools teach us to ignore

  • comes flooding back, in this kensho, each time i sit in meditation

    the heavens ring through the planet and you are there

    our words are the soft jangling of our hearts in the clouds, meaning nothing

    denying everything, only truth is left

  • i kiss you like i kiss the moon, your buddha breasts

    shine like small mushrooms, in the riff-laden field

    of our buzzing nirvana, truth sprouts there

    yet i am content just to be near, and not to reap

    for we are one,

  • Dana, in you is the teaching of truth, so long hidden

    this insane world, we take to our van, we travel

    we sing, come together hand in hand, occupying the tiny spaces

    between fractals where the spirit stream

    smoothes our edges,

    deer spirit, here the cannabis rises, i am simply, i am humble

  • i am a hedon, your shapes are like the galaxies, we mooch through life

    we trickle like rain

    with 7 sheets of good acid, i cannot explain any more

    glorious mornings watching the hole thing fritter away

    and ressurect, what is the universe, some crazy rainbow dragon

  • of samsara, yet when i say its all suffering, somehow i'm happiest

    i don't have to give in to it, it makes my doing equal

    i reconcile this with our love, when I lick your cheeks,

    our brigade of pot, astronaut, goddess of acid

    acid rock, the grass grows on the acid rock

  • this dance with the universe, every spirit we meet, we love

    psychically our minds meet in the realm of shrooms, the technology of the ancients

    who planted natural shrines within the psyche opens up

    the dryads speak, the civilization that is nature

  • we realize the buildings are just plant cells

    and we are rebels and rogues on the outskirts

    doing things nobody knows

    i am a gypsy and it is my heart

    i love all beings

  • my poetry is my art i leave in sharpies haikus and little flowers

    wherever i go, our songs awaken, and the moon blessed us

    this is true life, we are the nomads

    we are the ancient tribes revived, in this age of psychedelics

    in this age where everything is a dream

  • we fall into the chaos of primordial self

    i never knew someone could be this close

    i true friend, though the world ignores you

    i feel you within, this voice this truth

    points the way to silence

    the end of violence

    these are the dances of the stars

  • for a moment we are like the giants, watching the ants

    make fractals on the sidewalk, life blows in the wind

    in so many ways

    i love everything til the end of my days

    acid is the name of the universe where i find peace

    we are infinity, no north south west or east

  • the society ignores me more and more, so i know my wisdom must be deep

    still there are friends in whats unsaid, and time to time the tao still leaks

    and we steal away to the creek

    there we drink the water and everything is healed

    in a morning reverie, true hippieness is revealed

  • all the bad trip left us, now its just love we feel

    in this endless plane, is it wanti, is it heaven is it real?

    just an orange peel carnation on the horizon of nature's bosoms

    there again i am in the clouds this yoga, make you like the universe

  • trippy yoga, we are not the past, we live in the now

    our life is the entire universe, Spirit speaks all around, everything is whole

    everything is good, we live for ecstasy and it blossoms our souls,

    and we sink into the wood

  • my great grandmother and great grandfather was also full blooded chickasaw on my mother side of the family. My father has cherokee on his side. my daughter is and grandson are registered chippawa, because I was married to someone who is a chippawa.

  • Those are southeastern tribes. They share similar cultures. They traded and even danced together. So it would be no surprise that they would have similar music and traditions.

  • Funny how the Chickasaw's culture looks and sounds alot like the Seminole/Creek/Muscogee languages and dance. I think they "borrowed" a little of this and that from other tribes, i think it's funny how the Chickasaw's only stompgrounds was at Kullahoma for a long ass time...........Just sayin'....

  • my aunty and sum of my kin are in here

  • hahaha i hear that ;-]

  • this sounds like my family and I's tribe, the mississippi band of choctaw indians, dance called the drunk dance. hehe, chickasaws drink water... choctaws get drunk. lol.

  • im chickasaw (:

    and im also from oklahoma. still live here :D

  • i have never met anyone who was chickasaw outside of my family

  • I'm part chickasaw but also russian...weird mix

  • Estonko it's good to see the Chickasaw dancing, American Indian culture is so diverse and the dances go back a long way,it's great to see they live on,vnvhe Osceola.

  • I'm proud of my Chickasaw heritage!

  • Well can you teach me a little about the chickasaw heritage bcause my grandmother was and it would mean the world to me to find out :)

  • One of my favorite stories when Spain occupied the US enroute back home they demanded of the Chickasaw 8 woman for each sailor to comfort them on the way back to Spain. The Chicksaw said they will think about it, and instead the next day they slaughtered the Spanish invaders. Our motto is the unconquered and unconquerable. go to Chickasaw(dot)net for more info.

  • Reminds me of how the Chahta slaughtered the Spanish Crusaders :).

  • well numanuma chahta and chickasaw were all together at one time.

  • You don't f*** with the Chickasaw. We gave Hernando DeSoto a serious sensitivity lesson in 1541. Sent him running back down the Mississippi.

  • Kullihoma is my home grounds, I grew up there since I was a little boy and ran all over the country, My Grandmother is in one of many elders of te Chickasaw Nation who preserves the Chickasaw Heritage, Chukmashki!!! It is not a preserve but a reservation by law, there is no meaning of what a reservation is and in our culture that is where we have ceremonial dances and many other activities. Just a little info about what it is and located.

  • to clear it up CHAHTA OHOYAS are the MOST BEAUTIFUL!!! Chikasaws dont have any res' they have 1 but its jus like a preserve its called Kullihoma Reservation located jus outside of Ada,Ok Im mississippi choctaw 2! but ive always lived n Oklahoma i get my blood from sa ishki akoch inki. I attended Jones Academy Indian School owned n operated by the Choctaw Nation of Ok!

  • ur RIGHT CHAHTA OHOYAS! mighty FINE! UNIFIED STICKBALL!!!

  • where is your reservation located at?

    im a choctaw from mississippi..

    its simiar to what i chant....

    god bless!!!!

    and happy new years!!!!

  • I think that's my sister, second from left!

  • CHICKASAW Women are the Most Beautiful Women in the World

  • U.N.I.T.Y. is going to Oklahoma this summer of 2007. Natives from all over the nation will be there. Come share your culture and meet new people. Their will be dances, and games. Their will also be educational workshops for college and health information. Please tell all your friends about it! Visit unityinc. org for more on the scoop. See you there:)

  • These are social dances. He says "this is a social dance".

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