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Crying for a vision, thatís the beginning of all religion. The thirst for a dream from above, without this you are nothing. This I believe. It is like the prophets in your Bible, like Jesus fasting in the desert, getting his visions. Itís like our Sioux vision quest, the hanblecheya. White men have forgotten this. God no longer speaks to them from a burning bush. If He did, they wouldnít believe it, and call it science fiction.Your old prophets went into the desert crying for a dream and the desert gave it to them. But the white men of today have made a desert of their religion and a desert within themselves. The White Manís desert is a place without dreams or life. There nothing grows. But the spirit water is always way down there to make the desert green again.
Mexican Tile Pattern © Lisa Wray