Once again we saddled our horses
and rided up the mountainside.
This is such an awesome sentence. No? It leaves the dream open and yet full of reality. The effort of saddling a horse and riding up a mountain. The reward? A breathtaking view of the valley.
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Some of my favorite romans ?
Here are some of my favorites. Great classics of English, European and American literature:
Behold, Putting bits in the horses mouths,
they obey us;
and we turn about their whole body.
What does this mean?
It means putting bits is an art, just like riding. Every horse is different and a good bit is like a wheel. It steers your horse in the right direction.
I have seen many bad riders, without any subtility, abusing the reins and damaging the horses mouth.
So, next time… whatch the reins. They are not made for pulling but for steering.
And sooner or later new evidence is found of old civilisations and ancient tribes. In this case the relics of the native people of America who have been slaughtered, killed and exterminated without any respect of their land, language and culture. Horses of warfare!
Their tribal wars also!
Not something to be proud of. … not at all.
Not something to forget.
And certainly not something to be repeated.
They were proud riders and outstanding warriors.
This is a tribute to all of them.
Not just on American soil, but all over the world.
Proud riders and outstanding warriors
A cry out to the nations
O Wioheumpata!
The YELLOW east…
From thou comest the Sun.
Comes the Light.
From Sunset to dawn.
A new begin.
A new day.
We Ask the great Spirit,
for wisom and understanding!
O Itokaga!
WHITE South…
The sun at its highest,
Brings warmth and growing.
Drawing life on earth.
We ask the great Spirit,
To preserve our lives,
For a safe return in the skies
O Wiyokpiyata.
The BLACK west..l
Here sets the sun.
Here ends the day.
The great Thunderbird lives there.
Sending thunder and rains
Over our lands.
We ask the great Spirit,
To bless and preserve the waters on earth
O Waziyata!
The RED North…
From thou comes the cold.
The freezing weathers.
Your winds are cleansing.
Leaves do fall,
And rest under snow.
We need patience and endurance!
We ask the great Spirit,
To help us in tribulation.
And now!
Let us turn our pipe of peace to the earth.
Invoke a blessing from heavens.
And turn within, to the most sacred place.
O Wakan Tanka!
Great spirit and BLUE bird in the sky
Preserve our GREEN mother earth
And make my soul realize
Its place and destiny in the Universe
– inspired by Lakota tribes –
Hand drawn tribal set with bows, axes, arrows, feathers, dreamcatchers, bull skulls, war headdress elements.
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