They told me I had been sick twelve days, lying like dead all the while, and that Whirlwind Chaser, who was Standing Bear’s uncle and a medicine man, had brought me back to life.
BLACK ELKI cured with the power that came through me.
More Black Elk Quotes
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Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that world….
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I saw more than I can tell / And I understood more than I saw.
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The sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
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The hawk swoops down on its prey, so does the Indian. In his lament he is like an animal.
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All over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.
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Everything tries to be round.
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The life of a person is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.
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I looked below and saw my people there, and all were well and happy except one, and he was lying like the dead – and that one was myself.
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But the Wasichus came, and they have made little islands for us and other little islands for the four-leggeds, and always these islands are becoming smaller, for around them surges the gnawing flood of the Wasichu; and it is dirty with lies and greed.
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You remember that my great vision came to me when I was only nine years old, and you have seen that I was not much good for anything until after I had performed the horse dance near the mouth of the Tongue River during my eighteenth summer.
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It’s in the darkness of men’s eyes that they get lost.
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So I took the bright red stick and at the center of the nation’s hoop I thrust it in the earth.
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Each family is a circle, and those family circles connect together and make a community, and the community makes its circle where it lives on the Earth.
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Perhaps you have noticed that even in the very lightest breeze you can hear the voice of the cottonwood tree; this we understand is its prayer to the Great Spirit, for not only men, but all things and all beings pray to Him continually in differing ways.
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It is in the darkness of their eyes that men lose their way.
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