Saturday, June 24, 2017

Sostice Summer : 2017 : 5:24 am CET



















©2017 Turtle Heart
Summer Solstice: 5:24:08 CET am


a good dream
is like a song in the morning
just as the light rises
it is a surprise even though
you wished for it all night
the rising light pushes the shadows away
in front of the light
or behind it
​...​
that is where all shadows belong
how much do we remember?
how much have we forgotten?
you dreamed all the night
this very night
and now spring has passed into summer
and the next dream waits for you
the dreaming that carries us
between the shadows and the light

Turtle Heart and Silvia Santi

Monday, March 20, 2017

Equinox of Spring 2017



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©2017 Turtle Heart
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water turns into poison
wherever we have set our hand
dreams turn into taxes and penalties
the lines go around the block
there is extra money and time for fire
that burns without heat or light
deep into our well.armed nights
the belly of the earth is drawn and quartered
with dividends paid upon the dust itself
as it floats into the sky
carried by the winds
yes, spring arrives again
an old memory from the roots of time
the seasons go ahead and change
even as everything else remains the same


equinox of spring 2017

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

The Tears I never Cried













©2017 Turtle Heart

i remember deaths
that I did not die
ancestors I never knew
and the names of
strangers 
I did not bury into the waiting earth
I remember mothers whose sons
I did not bleed or maim
and I remember prayers I never made
to gods I never named
in wars I never fought

all that I do not know
yet not knowing is not the same as unknown
or unmoved, so I remember all that
by dreams I never had
and the stories that men will tell

if the tears of heaven were to fall
would my faith swim or drown
sinking to the bottom
where those actual feelings lay screaming
in sacred silence
that silence no one has ever heard
or would I rise newly named
and blessed
and rise up to the sun once again

is it easy to remember what has never happened
in that life where the body never dwelled
and the bells never ringed
where water and wine
dripped from the rainbows
onto time’s old bones grown shiny in the dawn
where light begins to leave the shadows
and the shadows become children once again
remembering everything
trusting everyone
I am forever the one who never knew them
the one who has counted shadows
the one known only to the wind

the one who remembers…everything

Turtle Heart...©
Winter 2017

Monday, February 13, 2017

Looking At My Feet

Winter 2017
The editor switches direction. Reality at last has become to harsh. So I looked around. My house is steeped in nature...stepped as well. Nature is the boss around here. I often go out and look around with one of the cameras. It can change the direction of my spirit from a place of stress to one of many imaginings, in particular when we have bright moons.

So looking around, I find:

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That stone heart was one of the first things I made when I came here. I made it as a gift for someone back in the states but could never bring myelf to part with it.







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Winter flowers. Stone wall. And old piece of Italian glass.
















©2017 Turtle Heart. Everything carved from local stones. A gathering around the garden, just above the morning fire. A few days ago. Abiding. Stone Dreams.


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The winds of the world blows our souls and our lives into knots. For every one that is untied, another is clinched so tightly by so many that confusion is inevitable. Sometimes even desirable to those who know the knots and follow the winds. I don't think everyone gets it.

Living like an Old Eagle in a fine nest, I see the grey skies and orange new face of agitation and sorrow. Like an unleashed fury. That's in the Distance. yes. nearby I have what I have.

February 2017
Pantelleria Island
























Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Trumps Expanding and Exploding Head





Nothing would please me more than to write eloquently about our beautiful lives, our great country, all the noble deeds of its citizens and the honour of its leaders.

Those things have all be hijacked. Replaced with gold curtains and alternative facts and the suppression and silence imposed upon our service agencies all across the Federal workplace. Looking back on the events that placed Donald John Trump at the head of the US Government:

The Concert:
Jon Voigt? Robbie Drums? What a yellow, dull cloud rises over the nation. This plastic drummer in his mohawk haircut gave us the perfect musical opening. Voigt’s speech in particular is so perverse, he is such a disgusting, yellow man. Carrying water for gangsters and telling us about God’s prayers and Lincoln’s Joyful Spirit? Let us rejoice in knowing that the most disgusting posture by the most disgusting white people in America….begins. Jon Voight, fuck you from the bottom of my shoes. Everyone appearing at this inaguration is cursed, disgraced and exposed as cowards….and desperate for attention, which is about the same thing. Sam Moore stumbles over his muttering song about America, a stumbling, mumbling, mediocre imitation of a junkie names Ray Charles. An Uncle Tom for the ages, perhaps. Then the country music. Of course. Country music goes with everything. The Frontmen, they were pretty good actually. With their god bless the usa.

Will DJ Trump break 300 pounds before one year? The LV gambling odds give him 4:1 fro impeachment in 6 months.

4 guys who played a stripped down piano tell us everything is going to be be be be OK. Yay. No matter if you think it is all falling apart. There is something suspiciously jesus in this part. And no fruit was thrown. Really talented schmucks. It is hard to believe in nay of these performers. Really hard. I can only watch it in pieces. “Sound and Fury signifying nothing”…come to mind.

Eventually Trump shuffles/waddles forward. And talks gibberish, with no subtitles. Impossible to watch this pffy face, listen to this anality of human speech. I went to mute. Study how this gross person actually walks. His head thrust forward, well past the centre of gravity. His jacket open. His little, tiny feel, holding up the huge pig of an obese frame, kind of stomps forward, slow,  sort of exactly like the way Frankenstein's monster used to amble across the big screen.

The Inauguration:

The most empty speech perhaps ever given. By the most absurd white man ever elevated to a position of power. It started raining the minute “he” opened his mouth. What a disgusting speech. What do “his” words even mean? His speeches are all gobble-de-gook and hand-waves, completely empty of actual meaning. As dumb as old George Bush was, you could see him struggling for an actual idea. With Trump it is all jabberwocky. And still no fruit was thrown. I could not find a single word with value or hope. I noticed GW Bush applauded not once, this speech. Obama gave him a few. During the many prayers “he” glared straight ahead, closing his eyes only to open them again quickly. He could not do it. Could not close his eyes. Could not hear or understand these prayers. These empty prayers. Not a single word from a single heart. Only the manufactured words. The schtick of the con. It was all concluded by a screeching of the anthem by a young woman who could not fully form her words, and who sounded drugged out and shrill. So here we go. Good luck everyone.

….it is an exercise in gross revulsion to write about this disgusting man and his cronies. Now we know he has silenced the EPA, silenced the USDA, silenced the National Parks, ordering government agencies funded by our taxes to go to silence, blacking them out, forbidding any kind of public statements on any media…a move which seems illegal and a violation of law to my perceptions. Putin would be so proud.

It is literally impossible for this bloviated caricature of a human being, Trump, to hold this office. Impossible. The fall begins today. It needs each of us. 

The American Indians expect nothing good from Hater Trump. We know he hates American Indians. He hates their casinos (5% of tribes have a casino) because they drove his own casinos into failure. We know he is a grudge holder, a bully, a coward who strikes from behind (and happens to be POTUS).

And next week he will nominate a SCOTUS.

America whither goest thou in thy dark hood in the dark night? And who will speak for you now? The media is cowed and lost, not knowing how to call a lie a lie or an idiot an idiot. I don't know how to make this news elegant or inspirational. From here it feels like a dark age has fallen.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Trump: Vomit On Demand





It disturbs me that China pounds on all the tables and scowls every time someone wants to visit with Taiwan or Tibet. I like China in many respects. I like Chinese food and Chinese people on a very general but thorough level. On the other hand Fuck China. On the other hand DJT is showing dangerous signs of agitating the Great Chinese Money Machine.....this is a Machine that touches nearly every pocket.

Even so, and without apologising for the sentiment, it seems almost certain that Trump is going to really agitate China and something crazy will come about. From here it looks like Trump is going to stumble and lie and buffoon his way. He and his merry comrades. They are going to bring shame, disgust and possibly disaster into the world in entirely new ways.

Just around 25%, possibly less, of the voting population has foisted this debacle upon us. The true villains here are the 75% who did not get off their dead ass and vote, make a choice. You are probably also the very ones who would never read this blog. Yet I know you are out there and the innocent, what few of them there are, will pay the cost of your folly and indifference.

Then there is Putin. He has been insidious. He has managed to insert his fingers all over the world, most Americans, being so poorly informed, have no idea. He is having the time of his life. Vlad is stealing souls and bells are ringing all over the USA in the halls of the GOP and the new US Presidency. The demise of reason, with frequent commercial breaks, live, everywhere. On your TV, in your newspapers, on your mobile, deep inside your portfolio and the altars of your church. This: the rise of something vile, vulgar, and false.

A new US President who can be baited to folly by a random fart from far away. A man whose brain is filled with cockroaches. Cockroach that will grab your pussy if you have one, or ridicule your other parts if you do not. He will laugh at you if you are sick. Spit upon you if you are poor and step upon you if you have something he thinks he wants. He has a long history with prostitutes, gangsters, criminals, manipulators, hucksters, fixers, procurers and other members of the elite scum that feeds the darkness of the golden tower. Just think about that for a moment.

This week, like many people all around the world, I have watched the debacle of a bum’s rush at confirmation of one of the most vile circles of “cabinet” members ever proposed for an American President, ever. I have watched how people without souls, for their own self-serving reasons, like Condalesa Rice, have sold integrity and truth down the sewer to gain points with their GOP overlords. It seems the only rats who have not spoken from their holes in the dark ground are Dick Cheney and un-indicted war criminal Kissinger.

It is almost impossible to imagine, at this moment, how this disastrous election and the rise of a man as vile as Donald Trump is actually going to play out. Coupled with the stranglehold the GOP has on the government, it seems we are all in for an unprecedented journey through the sewers and shadows of the darkest kind, to Americas’s shame and the instability of a reeling world population.

Yes, maybe it will “all be OK”…..but I have never doubted that truth more than I do at this moment. He is a joker and a midnight poker. A fancy bird with wild feathers. People are so happy.


The only good that can possibly come in the next few years is how people with actual souls, consciousness and integrity fight back, push back and resist this incoming wave of invective, denial, suppression of basic human rights and decency. Pick a side? American voters are perhaps the most lazy, indifferent voters in the world, so I remain skeptical. There is some encouragement in the near certainty that millions of people all over the world are going to express their outrage on 20 January 2017.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

From the Elegance of Obama over to Dumpster Trash of Trump



Editorial views of Turtle Heart, Ojibwe Artist and Writer
Copyright 2016 © Turtle Heart. All rights reserved.

I have not been able to speak or write coherently since the election started with 17 Republican Clowns declaring themselves, what seems like an eternity ago. The entire process was so ludicrous, so absurd, so depressing to engage my mind constructively. I felt only despair and disgust. I realised at some point, days before the actual election, that Trump had in fact a good chance of being elected. My spirit began descending into a long slump that shows no sign of recovery. That the United States would move from the elegance, dignity and hope of an Obama Presidency all the way over to the white trash dumpster fire of a nationalist, criminal-inspired Trump administration is the single most depressing transition of my entire adult life.

It cannot possibly stand, this presidency. Will someone kill him? Will he be arrested for being found out as a criminal? Will he humiliate himself and the nation into impeachment? Will he just collapse and die from toxic ass-hole-ness? Disaster is the new watchword as the entire world holds its collective breath.

There is, at least presently, a “hopeful class”. However, my feeling is that this is one of the most dangerous and unstable moments in American history. That the nation contains so many clueless and stupid people is a heart-breaking revelation…these “voters” have in a sense betrayed the world. The rest of us are prepared to flinch and duck, like an abused partner. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. What is less surprising to me is not Trump…it is the actual so-called human beings who vote in these far right anti-human beings. How can one such prosperous and long established democracy in fact become so lost, so dark, so senseless, so quickly?

Facts? Real facts, the real and actual facts no longer matter…they are in fact considered undesirable or irrelevant. This is the one aspect of the rise of Trump that is truly a disaster. Almost every word that comes out of this ridiculous man is false, but no one cares. His base is indifferent. This sickness is spreading throughout the white man’s cultures in particular, through Europe, America.

Choking, poisoning, murdering, selling of the earth, its animals, plants and minerals will now be the new religion of the Trump Right. Just look at the collection of moronic, self-eating lunatics he has appointed thus far. Shaping up to be the most predatory, self-interested band of lunatics ever to be gathered together to sack and pillage a modern nation.

A sudden new age of darkness may in fact be here upon us, right now. 

Putin is controlling gasoline prices worldwide, a new development barely seen or commented upon by the world’s media. Putin and Russia (fighter pilots) are driving the horrific war in Syria. No bullet to the domed head and smirking face of Assad this year. In every direction Putin has his middle finger firmly inserted in the world’s collective face. And Donald Trump admires Putin to an almost perverse level of envy and aspiration. Not to mention that Putin went from a salaried administrative job to building a house that cost over a billion dollars with no clear perception as to where all that sudden wealth came from. Trump aspires. Not to be a great American but to be a great power personally, absolutely and without restraint.

The GOP is disgusted by Trump… yet like foolish little ducks they are lined up, quack, quack, quack, in his shadow. A party that has rigged, rewrote, redrawn, lied, manipulated and fixed its way into controlling the government of the country and a majority of the states, the New Mafia. Sustained by the majority of white voters. Celebrated and appreciated by ISIS, AlQuida, Iran and Syria….as China sharpens its knives and stacks its gold.

All the evil these men do is in the shadows. If revealed it is denied, spun, redirected, sent twirling on a chorus of dog whistles and the toxic silence of millions of winks. The Monster is fashionable, entertaining, savvy and ready to rumble. The voters have gone back to sleep, if they were ever in fact awake.

And winter (copyright, trademark), my friends, is coming. There is no place to hide.


I have wept, tears rolling down my cheeks as I watch and listen to the morally and ethically corrupt, lying, disgusting words and actions of the republicans in America. That such stupid and faithless people could control so much of the American Experience at this moment in history is heart-breaking. I no longer live in America. I have in fact become a citizen of another country. I have not, however, given up my American rights and my love of my native country. But I am ashamed. Trump is the most vile, disgusting and morally corrupt person to perhaps ever be in a position to lead a western democracy. It is a sad and dangerous moment. That so many millions of clueless, stupid people actually exist and agree is even more depressing than the rise of a single dirty, fake, perverted little white man. Donald Trump. Human trash.

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