Humans Merely Share The Earth. We Can

There Is No Death, Only A Change Of Worlds.

All Things Are Connected Like The Blood Which Unites One Family.

We Are All Children Of The Great Spirit, We All Belong To Mother Earth. Our Planet Is In Great Trouble And If We Keep Carrying Old Grudges And Do Not Work Together, We Will All Die.

How Can You Buy Or Sell The Sky, The Warmth Of The Land? The Idea Is Strange To Us. If We Do Not Own The Freshness Of The Air And The Sparkle Of The Water, How Can You Buy Them? Every Part Of The Earth Is Sacred To My People, Every Shining Pine Needle, Every Sandy Shore, Every Mist In The Dark Woods, Every Clear And Humming Insect Is Holy In The Memory And Experience Of My People.

We Are Part Of The Earth And It Is Part Of Us ... What Befalls The Earth Befalls All The Sons Of The Earth.