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Allow me to take a respite from my self appointed role of apocalyptic avenger and self appointed protector of Rayelan. The above book is one of my favorites and contains the teachings of Christ as show in the dead sea scrolls. It points very heavily toward the earth as giver of life and disease as very much a toxic buildup in the body.
I have noticed that you and Robin have stumbled into something that I heartily agree with. This involves an increase in the spin of the earth which may be caused by planetary re-alignment.
The indians were very much aware of this process. No, they could not build guns nor televisions but their entire culture was geared to maximization of earth energy. By this I mean they knew the earth had a magnetic field or spirit aura. The feathers and bones they wore captured this magnetic field. The bone breastplates kept it near the heart Chakra. They wore leather moccasins because leather does not block out the magnetism of the earth, it allows it to penetrate unlike synthetic material which we use to cut ourselves off from this energy flow.
We read about indians cloaking themselves in the hide of Buffalo after a kill and to most it seems very strange, but in their own simplistic way they did not want to waste the magnetic energy of the slain animal.
It is said that Chief Sitting Bull got up every morning and walked barefoot throught the grass to energize himself and draw closer to the earth.
Their entire culture was geared in this direction. What really is important, a material society or oneness with the earth and the protection of it.
In the book " SITTING BULL: Champion of the Siox, by Stanley Vestal," Sitting Bull's Sund dance is described.
"There Sitting Bull renewed his vow before witnesses. He stood facing the Sun, holding the pipestem upward and wailing for mercy. When he had wailed for awhile, he made his prayer: "My God, save me and give me all my wild game animals. Bring them near to me, so that my people may have plenty to eat this winter. Let good men on earth have more power, so that all nations may be strong and successful. Let them be of good heart, so that all Siox people may get along well and be happy. If you do this for me, I will perform the sun-gazing dance two days, two nights, and give you a whole buffalo."
Then all four smoked the pipe in communion, and after Sitting Bull wiped his face with sage, set out for camp.

" That was a big dance, well remembered by the Siox and Cheyennes, scores of whom now living were present. Because of the wonderful prophecy that Sitting Bull made there, and because he vowed the ceremony, it has ever since been known as "Sitting Bull's Sun Dance."
All the people-both Sioux and Cheyennes-went into camp in one big circle for the ceremony. The camp was on the bank of the Rosebud, not far from the carved rocks, where the prehistoric pictures are. There the ceremony began. The virgin cut the sacred tree, the chiefs carried it into the camp circle on poles, as if it had been the body of an enemy. It was dedicated and decorated with its symbols and its offerings. A square "bed" of ground was smoothed for the altar, a buffalo skull placed theron,, and a pipe set up against the little scaffold before the skull. All the elaborate ritual of the Sun Dance was gone through with. It was all familiar to Sitting Bull: he had danced the Sun Dance many times, and his breast bore the scars of the torture. At last it came time for him to fulfill his vow made last autumn-to give his flesh to Wakan Tanka. Naked to the waist, he went forward tl the sacred pole.
This time he had decided to give one hundred pieces of flesh-that is to say, skin-from his arms. Jumping Bull had agreed to do the cutting.(NOTE: This is not unusual in indian lore as they many times refer to the family of one hundred in the Sumerian Epic, the two deities, both male and female and their 48 sons and 48 daughters which total 100, this is my own interjection)
Jumping Bull came forward, bringing a sharp steel awl, and a knife ground down to a thin, narrow blade, very sharp. He knelt beside Sitting Bull, who sat leaning back against the sacred pole, his legs straight out on the ground in front of him, and his relaxed arms resting on his thighs. Jumping Bull began at the bottom-near the waist-of the right arm and worked upwards. he stuck the awl into the skin of the arm, lifted the skin clear of the flesh, and then used the knife. Each time he would cut out a small but if skin fall again, withdraw the awl and begin again just as above. Sitting Bull' arm was soon covered with blood.
All the time Jumping Bull was slowly and carefully cutting away on him, Sitting Bull remained perfectly still. He was wailing all the time-not because of the pain-but for mercy to Wakan Tanka, the Great Mysterious. When Jumping Bull had worked up to the top of the right arm and cut out fifty pieces of skin, he then got up and went over to the left side."
"Sitting White Buffalo was pierced at this dance also."
"Having paid his ounce of flesh, it now remained for Sitting Bull to dance the sun-gazing dance. He took his place, and, facing the Sun while the blood ran down his fingers and slowly congealed and closed his wounds, began to bob up and down, staring up toward the Sun. All that day he danced, and that night, and the next day about noon, the crowd noticed that he appeared faint and hardly able to stand.
Black Moon and others took Sitting Bull and laid him down. He was almost unconscious. They threw cold water on him to revive him. His eyes cleared, and he spoke in a low voice to Black Moon. He had had a vision: his offerings had been accepted, his prayers were heard.
Black Moon walked out into the middle of the Sun Dance enclosure and called out in a loud voice: "Sitting Bull wishes to announce that he just heard a voice from above saying, 'I give you these because they have no ears.' He looked up and saw soldiers and some indians on horseback coming down like grasshoppers, with their heads down and their hats falling off. They were falling right into our camp.
Then the people rejoiced. They knew what that meant. Those white men, who would not listen, who made war without just cause, were coming to their camp. Since they were coming upside down, the indians knew the soldiers would be killed there. The people had what they wanted: Wakan Tanka would care for His own. The Sun Dance was swifly brought to an end. It was June 14, 1876.
Afterward, Sitting Bull warned the people: "These dead soldiers who are coming are the gifts of God. Kill them, but do not take their guns or horses. Do not touch the spoils. If you set your hearts upon the goods of the white man, it will prove a curse to this nation." Twelve lesser chiefs heard this warning, but said nothing. All the people heard of this, but some of them had no ears.
The prophecy, so soon to be fulfilled, fired the Sioux and Cheyennes with a martial spirit. Ice and Two Moon, Crazy Horse and Gall, all of them had faith in Sitting Bull, believed in him.They had heard him prophecy before, and nearly always his prophecies came true. Others also divined the future at this camp, and when Custer's troops reached it, ten days later, his Ree scouts found traces of ceremonies that made them tell him, "The Siox are sure of winning."
So long as old-time Indians retain their memories, Sitting Bull's Sun Dance on the Rosebud will never be forgotten. For many years the Sacred Pole where he shed his blood and had his vision of Custer's doom stood on the flat no great distance from the Northern Cheyenne Agency at Lame Deer. Even after the pole fell and the stump remained, for no indian would go near the site of a medicine lodge-that was holy ground. But at last some white men removed it, And now in the midst of the subdued grandeur of that lovely valley, which Sitting Bull worked so hard to hold his own, the site of that pole is lost beneath the modern motor road."
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Sorry, I got a little carried away here. I hope I did not bore you.