I miss this so much, the things I'm going thru right now it helps but to be to one in person would help my soul and mind, and help me in my path, just awesome to listen to em and the drum
@johnnysilva88223 жыл бұрын
The power of song is in me , I can no stop listening to the song brother
@wchiwinky9 жыл бұрын
me like 3rd song (NC 8:03) = Dope!…;also last YoungBear song - good video Pilamayaye
@mothermetal4056
4 жыл бұрын
Yes it is. My great grandmother fell in love with Joe Roper who was a sharecropper who was Blackfoot Lakota. She was pregnant and to keep her from getting stoned to death in. German community they married her off kept it a secret. They forced her to marry a Varnum. Who I later found out was one of the few soldiers who survived in the battle of Bighorn. His father sorry. He was one of the ones shown in the picture proudly standing holding his rifle in a picture above the fallen bodies in retaliation to Custer's death. Forgot the name of the slaughter. But it was kept secret. When I was a child my mother took me to my tribal land and an eagle feather was placed on my head by a Cheyenne chief and I was blessed over. Throughout my life my mother knew and prepared me
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I miss this so much, the things I'm going thru right now it helps but to be to one in person would help my soul and mind, and help me in my path, just awesome to listen to em and the drum
The power of song is in me , I can no stop listening to the song brother
me like 3rd song (NC 8:03) = Dope!…;also last YoungBear song - good video Pilamayaye
@mothermetal4056
4 жыл бұрын
Yes it is. My great grandmother fell in love with Joe Roper who was a sharecropper who was Blackfoot Lakota. She was pregnant and to keep her from getting stoned to death in. German community they married her off kept it a secret. They forced her to marry a Varnum. Who I later found out was one of the few soldiers who survived in the battle of Bighorn. His father sorry. He was one of the ones shown in the picture proudly standing holding his rifle in a picture above the fallen bodies in retaliation to Custer's death. Forgot the name of the slaughter. But it was kept secret. When I was a child my mother took me to my tribal land and an eagle feather was placed on my head by a Cheyenne chief and I was blessed over. Throughout my life my mother knew and prepared me