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Author: * Star Eyes CrazyHorse -
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Date: Mar 9, 2004 - 07:43
Someone started a Ghost song. It was rhythmic but without rhyme and evoked misty images of the past. The song rose in intensity and took on emotions. The dancers bent their knees to produce a rise and fall of their bodies, and with shuffling side step started the dance rings moving slowly and hypnotically to the left. Those rewarded with a journey to the Spirit Land told wondrous tales of their adventures, inspiring others to yet harder to bring on a vision.
My Father, have pity on me!
I have nothing to eat,
I am dying of thirst__
Everything is gone!
___ARAPAHO GHOST SONG
By praying, dancing the Ghost Dance, and singing the Ghost Dance songs, Indians could "die" and journey to this paradise for brief visits befor it actually appeared....Here they would find all Indians who had once lived on earth__friends, relatives and ancestors. Together they would enjoy eternal life, unmarred by pain, sickness, discomfort, want, or death. On every side deer,
antelope, and elk would roam in abundance, and herds of buffalo
such as only old people could recall would once more blacken the prairie.
____Brooke Medicine Woman
THE LAST GHOST DANCE
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