This We Know. All Things Are Connected

There Is No Death, Only A Change Of Worlds.

The White Man's God Cannot Love Our People Or He Would Protect Them. They Seem To Be Orphans Who Can Look Nowhere For Help. How Then Can We Be Brothers?

The White Man's Dead Forget The Country Of Their Birth When They Go To Walk Among The Stars. Our Dead Never Forget This Beautiful Earth, For It Is The Mother Of The Red Man. We Are Part Of The Earth And It Is Part Of Us.

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

The Whites, Too, Shall Pass - Perhaps Sooner Than Other Tribes. Continue To Contaminate Your Bed And You Will One Night Suffocate In Your Own Waste.