I started a protest November 27th  2023

A time for thanksgiving yet today there will be some protests for this or that.

Mainly whatever is the flavor of the day or week or month or…!

That is, some one’s perceived right or their rights have been violated.

Today I start my protest, against the letter “F.”

And another one is against hair turning white!

Creeks that have water flowing in them.

Dead batteries and dead trees too!

Birds that cannot fly.

The four seasons no not the singing group but why four?

For us to have one climate.

One nation under heaven or God. Wait! Is that two protests?

I wonder would anyone come? 

Some might, if I told them about it or shouted long and loud enough.

The question is like the proverbial question one of “if a tree falls in the forest does it make a noise?”

Well yes it does, I have been in the forest and heard and seen it fall.

It was clear as day I heard it yell, I am falling, and timber!

It did not yell “look out!”

Well not really, just joking.

I started a protest today about the unfairness and ugliness in the world today.

I was all alone.

I thought but, just like the characters in the Bible such as Moses, Elijah, Gideon, and others I was not.

The Great Spirit himself came to hear and remind me I was not alone. As it turns out there were two others along with the Father, came the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

A protest is a lot of hot air and shouting mostly by weirdly colored-haired people.

Ndn braves would color their hair to look fiercer in battle. This might be a native appropriation thing too I do not know.

Red hair works, green I do not think so unless it is a camouflage thing.

Orange sorta yea. Purple naw. Blue well, maybe dark blue.

 Pink? Really!  Pink? I, can picture ol ndn Joe Scout shake his head and say Ha!

Ha is a short ndn word for……….. well, you get the idea.

This thing I do know if!  I started a protest and no one came the Lord tells me that I am not alone.

The Great Spirit is always with me in three personages.

Believe it or not!

Why can’t we just have food and feetball?