Like A Man Who Has Been Dying

All Creation Is One. What We Do To One, We Do To The Entire Web Of Life.

All Things Are Connected, Like The Blood That Runs In Your Family "the Water's Murmur Is The Voice Of My Father's Father." 1854 The Rivers Are Our Brothers. They Quench Our Thirst. They Carry Our Canoes And Feed Our Children. You Must Give To The Rivers The Kindness You Would Give To Any Brother.

I Will Not Dwell On, Nor Mourn Over, Our Untimely Decay, Nor Reproach My Paleface Brothers With Hastening It, As We Too May Have Been Somewhat To Blame.

Earth Does Not Belong To Us; We Belong To Earth. Take Only Memories, Leave Nothing But Footprints.

All Things Are Bound Together. All Things Connect.