Love. Light. Tribal. Perspective.
You’ll drink when we tell you to, You’ll stand still when we say! Don’t get scared… There will be fighting, There will be blood! Don’t get scared… You’ll be hit when you’re not good enough, You’ll be hit when you’re
Brothers move between valleys, They sleep beneath trees. Their blood is the fire, Their source of childlike desire. They called the angst and tussle, So a big brother, can drink vodka, with his little brother Russell. #coffeewithanindian #cwaiblack #thelessonlearned
In life, always be prepared to stop, drop, and roll: For my people, pre-colonial America was a time of hyper-spirituality, great mystery, and serenity (I’m not saying it was easy)—but, this is what tribal oral traditions tell us. Suffering-spiritually through restraint