Like A Man Who Has Been Dying

We Know That The White Man Does Not Understand Our Ways. One Portion Of Land Is The Same To Him As The Next, For He Is A Stranger Who Comes In The Night And Takes From The Land Whatever He Needs. The Earth Is Not His Brother, But His Enemy, And When He Has Conquered It, He Moves On.

What Is There To Life If A Man Cannot Hear The Lonely Cry Of The Whippoorwill Or The Arguments Of The Frogs Around The Pool At Night?

This We Know. All Things Are Connected

. . . The Deer, The Horse, The Great Eagle, These Are Our Brothers. The Rocky Crests, The Juices In The Meadows, The Body Heat Of The Pony And Man - All Belong To The Same Family. . . . The White Man Must Treat The Beasts Of This Land As His Brothers.

Your Religion Was Written On Tablets Of Stone, Ours On Our Hearts. 8. We Are Part Of The Earth And The Earth Is Part Of Us.