Category Archives: idle no more

For Tradition’s Sake

Posted on November 22, 2018 by soitgoes1984

From Plymouth Rock to Standing Rock, the west has rolled from sea to sea, with cultures in our wake yet we take pride in the meals we make for traditions sake on the fourth Thursday every November. As … Continue reading →

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Life & Death: An Ode To Water

Posted on October 11, 2018 by soitgoes1984

It’s finding a spring just when you’re dying of thirst, hope amidst despair though it’s a false hope just as you’re quenching your thirst you taste the poison you lay by the spring hoping for an antidote, … Continue reading →

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Currency

Posted on September 1, 2017 by soitgoes1984

Our currency is covered with Indian killers and slave owners. Our heroes were all Indian killers and slave owners. Our ancestors all benefited from genocide and slavery even if they couldn’t see the blood on their hands, they … Continue reading →

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Standing Rock

Posted on September 23, 2016 by soitgoes1984

Standing on this rock all alone looking glass shattered can’t find home can’t escape sticks and stones thrown by a falling Rome names don’t hurt when Redskins flirt with victory the Missouri doesn’t flow to the sea it flows through … Continue reading →

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