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Dear Senator Barack Obama, I am writing this letter of support because not only your words, but your presence and track record speak in volumes on a level that I can identify with and hold the utmost respect for. Once upon a time in my short life, I took upon myself responsibilities to contribute to a better world in defiance of a system and society which dictates that truth and justice shall not prevail; more that those with less morals and tools to physically exert their lack of conscience upon innocent lives whose existence alone provides a roadblock to furthering profits and controls of those who finance such efforts shall prevail. In America we live in a home that has not always belonged to those who currently occupy the land. This is nothing new for this land mass. There have been exoduses and movements of families and of nations across the land since before the first arrival of the Mayflower at Plymouth Rock. However, that being said, the greatest difference is that the machine which powers this great country is the same machine that purposefully and willfully buried countless tens of millions of innocent lives in order to mold the landscape into a "dream." A land of wealth, a land of riches, a land where everything is free. To state that this is the land of the free is a degrading insult to those whose lives were the cost. This land was never free. The word "free" in this context insinuates that the lives taken in order to obtain the landmass now known as "America", had no value. If those countless millions of people who were murdered, and countless nations rendered extinct are considered by today's standards worth no value, then it is a serious statement of what the remains of those lives and nations are worth to this country. The current residents of this great country who remain the heirs of the legacy left by their "valueless" ancestors carry the burden of also being worth less than human to this society who beg privaledge in the "land of the free." Many state boldly with great applause even in media that "we should have finished the job of wiping them off the face of the earth." The mere existence of such societies is reminder that this home was taken by measures that can be considered less than humane. When a person takes a life in cold blood, there is no apology that will ever rectify the action. When a person who is considered a criminal is up for a review to be released into the general public, one of the main issues of consideration is whether or not he or she has been "rehabilitated." One of those measures is whether their actions and words display appropriate "remorse" for their criminal activities. To date, this country is yet to indicate it is ready to issue any amount of sentiments which resemble remorse for the actions including genocide, slavery, mass murder, and the continuance of excercising inhuman measures upon the reminants of those who have been victimized at the belief their lives are of no value. Measures are still being levelled upon those who dare to stand on the soil their ancestors once existed in relative peace, at least free from the type of controlled abuse which supercedes their right to happiness. This being said, I am one of those whose parents origins are of opposite natures. On one side, my bloodlines sought to gain control of a new land and destroy those who occupied it. On the other, my bloodlines were ravaged by a machine which sought to obtain a "free country." The cost was my race, my nation, and my family. When I observe such a cost for this great country, I do not consider it to be "free." When I consider the definition of the word "compensation" as it relates to this issue, I do not think about money. Although land is a part of the issue, that is not my first thought in relation to the word "compensation" as it relates to the debt owed by this great country to those great countries destroyed for the benefit of America. The first word that comes to mind is respect. The very first requirement for good faith is respect. Until this great country displays and retains an engrained respect for the lives taken to build this country, I do not believe that this great country can come to terms with the reflection of itself in the mirror. They say the first stage in rehabilitation is denial. From the ground up, we are each in denial of what has taken place and what continues to take place to call this land "free." And as long as we reference to this land as always being "free", we will continue to recognize that the lives taken and the lives of those who are descendants of those are of no value. We must place a value on the said people. Doing such would threaten the "freedom" enjoyed by those who live in constant denial of the truth. Those living in such denial can learn from the statement "the truth shall set you free." To live in denial is to live in bondage. This may explain at least in part, why those who live in denial continue to excercise bonadage upon those who are "free" of lies which excuse oppressive behavior. At one point of my life I took upon myself the responibilities of spreading the truths which exist and to hopefully help this great country to overcome the first stage of rehabilitaion which is denial. In doing so, I was aware that the consequences could include the cost of my life, which is already of no value so long as I wish to walk the footsteps of my own relatives before me, and of those who understand and teach the wisdom of the beliefs followed by those relatives. I was well aware that at best, I could only contribute to a dying legacy, but at least I would die not just knowing the righteous path, but walking it. I had the desire and resilience to walk it in full stride. It is when I accepted friendships with those who held positions in organizations which had the potential to make a positive difference on families, nations, and especially this great country that I seemed to make the most progress in uncovering the reality of what makes up this great machine that controls this country. It is then that I realized that one must compramise beyong acceptable proportions in order to contribute in proportions which do not justify the sacrifice of one's own truths, of one's own "freedoms." It is then that I retreated from all activities that are considered "political." In a sense, you can say that I gave up. I retreated with the intent on making a positive difference in the world through everyday positive activities, beit a simple friendly conversation at the grocery store with a clerk who appears distraught, or by going out of my way to pay a compliment where it is deserved in any situation. I set out to make impacts also without words, but by excercising talents to provide a positive role model of others rather than myself who deserve to be recognized as positive role models. I see in you more than a positive role model. I see in you a person who has managed to put themselves in a position to affect tangible change. I see in you, a person who is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for speaking the truth, and spreading the truth, ultimately bringing to this great country the ability to accept the truth and thus becoming by definition, truly "free." I believe in you, not just because you speak it. I believe in you because you seem to understand what respect is, not just for one segment of society, or for one cause, or one belief, rather a respect for all who deserve it, and even perhaps to some who do not. In respect, we can begin to understand ourselves. Once we understand ourselves, we can begin to understand and respect others. If there is one word I had to use to describe you, it is "respect." I respect your will, and your ways. Regardless how things become, I do, and believe I will always hold the utmost respect for you. For the first time that I can recall, I believe. I believe in change. I believe in you.

BaRACK up the points in Indian Country

By JJ - Feb 25th, 2008 at 12:03 pm EST

Dear Senator Barack Obama,

I am writing this letter of support because not only your words,
but your presence and track record speak in volumes on a level
that I can identify with and hold the utmost respect for.

Once upon a time in my short life, I took upon myself responsibilities
to contribute to a better world in defiance of a system and
society which dictates that truth and justice shall not prevail;
more that those with less morals and tools to physically exert
their lack of conscience upon innocent lives whose existence
alone provides a roadblock to furthering profits and controls
of those who finance such efforts shall prevail.

In America we live in a home that has not always belonged to
those who currently occupy the land. This is nothing new
for this land mass. There have been exoduses and movements
of families and of nations across the land since before the first
arrival of the Mayflower at Plymouth Rock. However, that being
said, the greatest difference is that the machine which powers
this great country is the same machine that purposefully and
willfully buried countless tens of millions of innocent lives
in order to mold the landscape into a "dream." A land of wealth,
a land of riches, a land where everything is free. To state
that this is the land of the free is a degrading insult to those
whose lives were the cost. This land was never free. The word
"free" in this context insinuates that the lives taken in order
to obtain the landmass now known as "America", had no value.

If those countless millions of people who were murdered, and
countless nations rendered extinct are considered by today's
standards worth no value, then it is a serious statement
of what the remains of those lives and nations are worth
to this country.

The current residents of this great
country who remain the heirs of the legacy left by their
"valueless" ancestors carry the burden of also being
worth less than human to this society who beg privaledge
in the "land of the free." Many state boldly with great
applause even in media that "we should have finished the
job of wiping them off the face of the earth." The mere
existence of such societies is reminder that this home
was taken by measures that can be considered less than
humane.

When a person takes a life in cold blood, there is no
apology that will ever rectify the action. When a
person who is considered a criminal is up for a review
to be released into the general public, one
of the main issues of consideration is whether or
not he or she has been "rehabilitated." One of
those measures is whether their actions and words
display appropriate "remorse" for their criminal
activities. To date, this country is yet to indicate
it is ready to issue any amount of sentiments which
resemble remorse for the actions including genocide,
slavery, mass murder, and the continuance of
excercising inhuman measures upon the reminants
of those who have been victimized at the belief
their lives are of no value. Measures are still
being levelled upon those who dare to stand on the soil
their ancestors once existed in relative peace,
at least free from the type of controlled abuse
which supercedes their right to happiness.

This being said, I am one of those whose parents
origins are of opposite natures. On one side,
my bloodlines sought to gain control of a new
land and destroy those who occupied it.
On the other, my bloodlines
were ravaged by a machine which sought
to obtain a "free country." The cost was my
race, my nation, and my family.
When I observe
such a cost for this great country, I do not
consider it to be "free." When I consider the
definition of the word "compensation" as it relates
to this issue, I do not think about money. Although
land is a part of the issue, that is not my first
thought in relation to the word "compensation"
as it relates to the debt owed by this great country
to those great countries destroyed for the benefit of
America. The first word that comes to mind is respect.

The very first requirement for good faith is respect.
Until this great country displays and retains an
engrained respect for the lives taken to build this
country, I do not believe that this
great country can come to terms with the reflection
of itself in the mirror. They say the first stage in
rehabilitation is denial. From the ground up,
we are each in denial of what has taken place
and what continues to take place to call this
land "free." And as long as we reference to this
land as always being "free", we will continue
to recognize that the lives taken and the lives
of those who are descendants of those are of no
value. We must place a value on the said people.
Doing such would threaten the "freedom" enjoyed
by those who live in constant denial of the truth.
Those living in such denial can learn from the
statement "the truth shall set you free." To live
in denial is to live in bondage. This may explain
at least in part, why those who live in denial
continue to excercise bonadage upon those who
are "free" of lies which excuse oppressive behavior.

At one point of my life I took upon myself the
responibilities of spreading the truths which exist
and to hopefully help this great country to overcome
the first stage of rehabilitaion which is denial.
In doing so, I was aware that the consequences
could include the cost of my life, which is already
of no value so long as I wish to walk the footsteps
of my own relatives before me, and of those who
understand and teach the wisdom of the beliefs
followed by those relatives. I was well aware
that at best, I could only contribute to a dying
legacy, but at least I would die not just knowing
the righteous path, but walking it. I had the desire
and resilience to walk it in full stride.

It is when I accepted friendships with those who held
positions in organizations which had the potential
to make a positive difference on families, nations,
and especially this great country that I seemed
to make the most progress in uncovering the reality
of what makes up this great machine that controls
this country. It is then that I realized that one
must compramise beyong acceptable proportions in
order to contribute in proportions which do not
justify the sacrifice of one's own truths, of
one's own "freedoms." It is then that I retreated
from all activities that are considered "political."

In a sense, you can say that I gave up. I retreated
with the intent on making a positive difference in
the world through everyday positive activities, beit
a simple friendly conversation at the grocery store
with a clerk who appears distraught, or by going out of
my way to pay a compliment where it is deserved in
any situation. I set out to make impacts also without
words, but by excercising talents to provide a positive
role model of others rather than myself who deserve
to be recognized as positive role models.

I see in you more than a positive role model. I see in
you a person who has managed to put themselves in a position
to affect tangible change. I see in you, a person who is
willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for speaking the
truth, and spreading the truth, ultimately bringing
to this great country the ability to accept the truth
and thus becoming by definition, truly "free."
I believe in you, not just because you speak it.
I believe in you because you seem to understand
what respect is, not just for one segment of society,
or for one cause, or one belief, rather a respect for
all who deserve it, and even perhaps to some who do not.

In respect, we can begin to understand ourselves. Once
we understand ourselves, we can begin to understand
and respect others. If there is one word I had to use
to describe you, it is "respect."

I respect your will, and your ways. Regardless how
things become, I do, and believe I will always
hold the utmost respect for you.

For the first time that I can recall, I believe.

I believe in change. I believe in you.

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