THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO THE DISPLACED, THE DISENFRANCHISED, THE INDIGENOUS
OF THE WORLD…
ALL THOSE AFFECTED BY GREED AND OPPRESSION.
PROLOGUE
The truth…
It will always find you…
When you least expect it and more importantly when you need
to hear it the most.
I had fallen off the mad hamster wheel of western thinking,
materialism and illusions of wealth disguised as debt and addiction…and I fell
hard, only to find myself facing a fork in the dusty road of life. Rabbit
holes…
I had a choice…I could continue down the God forsaken path
of self- destruction and circle the drain or I could veer sharply on to the
freeway of selfless enlightenment, shedding old ways and old skin, abandoning
the stinking thinking of capitalistic shackles and shattered dreams.
As I wandered cold and hungry through a damp mist turning
quickly to heavy rain, I stumbled upon a box.
A non-descript box tossed carelessly near a dumpster.
It looked no more than the garbage it was destined for.
Yet, somehow I was moved…compelled to dig deep in to that
box, under already soggy papers and elderly yellowed sheet music, only to find
at the very bottom, a treasury of words.
Words of hope and inspiration…
Words I so desperately needed at this point in time….
I saw in front of my very eyes a sacred task, one that was
willed to me on that dreary day…a unique task of rescue… to repair and preserve
the words of those that should never be lost and forgotten.
Who or what guided me towards that abandoned box???
Unseen forces, the ancestors beyond the veil and the great
spirit of a proud Native American warrior…
His name is Zawanquit…
‘Yellow Cloud’
And this is his life….
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