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coyote logicscould it be ignorance greedand violenceareside effects of civilizationthat anda needforglory or shame ... See MoreSee Less
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CLAIMYour society made its claim to love and destiny Speaking the best you could never live with what you said.Saying Peace, while making War you could not respect So you have to killEarth and her feelings suffer your abuse.Taking the best we had to offer you can’t get enoughwhenyou already have too muchYour greed a desperate companion denying youyour right to share.There was no competitive edgeuntil the intrusion of your flat worldYour flat vision with no room to embrace the circle of life turning love into a dishonest wordConfusingyour emptiness for progress Destroying your vitality Turning love into your lie Making your destiny no destiny at allSometimes when love lostit lost forever ... See MoreSee Less
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dear coyote logicsi love and respect indiansso much their wisdom and spiritual nature with naturei feel like i was an indianin another lifecan you please help meand give me an indian namesignedanxious………anxiousgandhi ... See MoreSee Less
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VERY EYESI see your tech no logical societydevour you before your very eyesI hear your anguished cries exhalting greed through progressWhile you seek material advances the sound of flowers dying carry messages through wind trying to tell you about balance and your safetyBut your minds are chained to your machines and the strings dangling from your puppeteers hands turning you, twisting you into forms and confusions beyond your controlYour mind for a job your mind for a t.v. your mind for a hair dryer your mind for consumption withYour atom bombsYour material bombsYour drug bombsYour racial bombsYour class bombsYour sexist bombsYour ageist bombsDevastating your natural sheltersmaking you homeless on EarthChasing you into illusions fooling you, making you pretend you can run away from the ravishing of your spiritWhile the sound of flowers dyingcarry messages through the windtrying to tell you about balance and your safety. ... See MoreSee Less
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coyote logicswe are the stillin the still beating heartwe are the calmof the raging stormwe are the wailingfrom old women’s throatswe are the survivorsod genocide historywe are the colorsof the butterfly’s wingswe are the powers of the eagle plumewe areearth and sky ... See MoreSee Less
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INDUSTRIAL ATTACKTonightI was wondering whyman induced pain is inflicted in Mother Earth’s creationI have heard of moralitygood and evilfate and destinybutI keep wondering why must we submitto the suffering of industrial attack against spirit beingWondering why ideals and realitiesruncontradiction pathsPeople subdued by the greedssciences and machinesHiding behind godNever being with himNever knowingWhy OrHowExploitation replacessecurity as a value of Life ... See MoreSee Less
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dear coyote logicsi fell madly in lovei gave all i hadonly to findmyself all aloneand i don’tunderstand whysignedbewildered………..bewilderedthe fell madly in love parttheres a reasoncalled falling madlythemad ly is in that ... See MoreSee Less
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4 weeks ago

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DIABLO CANYONTodayI challenged the nukesthe soldiers of the stateplaced me in captivityor so they thoughtThey bound my wristin their plastic handcuffssurrounding mewith their plastic minds and facesthey ridiculed mebut I could see through to the ridiculethey brought on themselvesThey told mesquat over there by the trashThey left a soldier to guard meI was the viet cong I was Crazy HorseLittle did they understandsquatting down in the Earththey placed me with my PowerMother Earth is my Power to laughlaugh at their righteous wrongtheir sneers and their tauntsGave me clarityto see their powerlessnessIt was in the way they dressedand in the way they actedThey viewed me as an enemya threatto their rationalizationI felt pity for themknowing they will never be freeI was their captivebut my heart was racingthrough the generationsThe memories of eternityI was beyond their reachI would be broughtto the internment campto share my time with my alliesThe last time I saw them they were standingin their 12 hour shiftsaddicted to their chain of commandwaiting to be told what to doforgetting about methinking I was just another protesterthey were finished withNever understandingI am not finished with themfor I am the resistanceand as always I will return ... See MoreSee Less
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4 weeks ago

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coyote logicswandering between the tastes of soundwhere bitter and sweetare colors of lifein weavings of spiralinglights that flicker ... See MoreSee Less
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1 month ago

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THE ONES WHO KNEW MEI would like to thank youfor putting up with what I never couldit seems the extremeswere more than I could bearYour patience taught me so muchtoo many timesI learn too slowAt times the understandingswere beaten down by insecurityYour acceptance really was somethingthe times I hurt myselfbringing it all down on youyou reached outwith love and toleranceYou were always there when I neededYou steadied me gentlycarrying me into each new daychanging names, changing facessupporting me, keeping me going ... See MoreSee Less
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coyote logicslistening to the hawkriding a feelingwith tears havingtheir own weepingssome memories aren’tabout happy or sadother memorieshave theirown reasons to weepbecausethats what tears are fortears are for crying andsometimes cryinghas its own memoriesand just needs to cry ... See MoreSee Less
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I’VE BEEN LIVING ALONE SO LONGI’ve been living alone so longrunning alone is easyRunning through a fantasychasing myself into realitylooking for what is clear to seeHolding on to littlemore than i can carryFreedom kissed me in the windthe rain smiled at mewhen I thoughtI needed someone to holdAncient ones sighedsoftly calling through worldsto be livingmeans we are not aloneRunning into lifeis not the same as running away . . . ... See MoreSee Less
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cruising through thelate part of nighta mind on the roamlike a hunter being huntedby the shadows that huntsomewhere a song singsof someplace he’s beenand how deep deep can bewhen it doesn’t let gosome memories never hadcan’t forget to rememberthe sweet sounds of lovethat flew into the night with out saying good byehow the days come and gowith their lies about timeor how something as soft as a memory can hurtwhat laughter can’t healandsometimes the coyotes howlsometimes the sky blossomssometimes the wind dancessometimes its all in his mind ... See MoreSee Less
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2 months ago

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IT WAS YOUR SMILEIt was your smileIt created memoriesof all the happinessI’ve ever known and painwas something for othersless fortunate than IIt was in your smilea feeling of more than loveor anything as limited as thatMy heart danced, my spirit sangthoughts of joyall of the pain and happyblending into the goodIt was in your smilepictures of beauty the strength of lifeyou remind methe sun and stars still lovethe wind and rain still singbringing the wonder of lifeIt was in your smileI remembered what I almost forgot ... See MoreSee Less
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dear coyote logicsi got this line i use with prettychicks when i meet themi step backi kinda put my hands upand say ...whoa baby don’t be putting that pretty woman mojo on mesignedwhat do you think……………..what do you thinkwatch out for that juju stuff too ... See MoreSee Less
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