We All Have To Find Our Own

I Look More Indian When I'm Serious.

The World, Even The Smallest Parts Of It, Is Filled With Things You Don't Know.

...it's Like This White-indian Thing Has Gotten Out Of Control. And The Thing With The Blacks And The Mexicans. Everybody Blaming Everybody...i Don't Know What Happened. I Can't Explain It All. Just Look Around At The World. Look At This Country. Things Just Aren't Like They Used To Be.' 'son, Things Have Never Been Like What You Think They Used To Be.

The Streetlight Outside My House Shines On Tonight And I'm Watching It Like It Could Give Me A Vision. James Ain't Talked Ever And He Looks At That Streetlight Like It Was A Word And Maybe Like It Was A Verb. James Wanted To Streetlight Me And Make Me Bright And Beautiful So All The Moths And Bats Would Circle Me Like I Was The Center Of The World An Held Secrets.

We Are Taught To Take The Bread Into Our Bodies As Proof Of Jesus's Body.