Black Elk,
Oglala Sioux Holy Man
Background:  S. Dakota  Hills
My views on race.
     Julian Lee
Dedicated to the White Europeans in All Their Kinds

Once long ago I heard a talk by a Native American Indian.

As a young man I was a seeker of truth and willing to look for it any place, and I could hear truth in his talk. 

He was telling an old Oglala Sioux "medicine tale" or teaching story about the world. It stated that the Creator created four races and gave to each a special power or "medicine."

To the Whites, he said, the Creator gave the power of Fire.

To the Yellow he gave the power of Air.

To the Black race he gave the power of Water.

And of course, including themselves in their own Myth (as all people have the right to do since the world is just themselves, projected) the "Red man" was given the "power of Earth."

I listed Fire first because fire is the most dramatic and showy.

I listed Earth last because earth is the most humble and enduring.

He said that the creator intended that these races would develop the particular knowledge related to these elements, then somewhere at the end of a cycle, share with each other the knowledge and powers they had uncovered.

I heard this Oglala Sioux "medicine story" three decades ago, and I have turned it over in my mind all that time, finding increasing truth in it. The more time has passed, and the more I have turned it over in my mind, the more truth I have seen in it. The Indian shamans knew things. Another Oglala Sioux "medicine tale," the "Story of Jumping Mouse," contains arcane knowledge about the inner spiritual territory only understood by Yogic adepts and the highest Christian saints.

As an astrologer it is easy for me to get significances from these elements. It is also easy to see their connection to these races.

Whites indeed became the masters of fire. Think about it. We are the ones who penetrated how to melt stone ores using fire. With the hard metals created we dramatically changed our environment, from cookware to tools to swords and weapons then finally all manner of machine. One of our machines that changed the world the most -- the automobile -- is created by fire (the melting of ores) and it actually has a fire-box inside of it to power it, in which fiery explosions are going on continuously and rapidly. Electricity is also an aspect of fire, and we discovered and mastered the use of it, affecting our world (then that of others), further still. It is easy to see how we are masters of fire. And as if Nature wanted to give a broad hint that we are the race of fire She placed uniquely in our midst a rare creature that only we produce: The Viking-headed, porcelain-skinned visage of the red-headed woman.

One of them, the daughter of Leif Ericsson, captained a ship and helped populate a small continent. And what is it often heard about one, or another, of our red-headed women?

She doth have a fiery spirit.

(I know about it. One blazed forth from my own Norwegian bones.)

The red-headed woman among us is nature telling us true that we are the people of fire.

And there is more to fire. As a White man, I know a bit more about it. Thus I will come back to this later.

The "Air" element bestowed on the Asian race is also easy for me to see. In astrology Air is associated with mind, intellect, and knowledge.

I am a student of the philosophies and religions that emanate from the eastern peoples, including the richness of texts like the Yoga-Sutras, the Upanishads, and the extraordinarily brilliant philosophy of non-dualistic Vedanta from India. I am also aware of the sophistication of the Buddhist teachings about the nature of reality. The Indian Yoga-Vasistha, reported to be the world's longest scripture, imparts a vision of truth so vast that the mind, within moments of reading its simple prose, is quieted just by sinking into its vastness. It is easy for me to say that one can throw all our philosophers into the barrel of water that is eastern scripture and philosophy and it would just make a "plunk" sound and be quickly covered up -- so vast is the mental plane of the Asian religions and philosophy. Texts, philosophy, metaphysics, scriptures, intellect -- these are all things of Air. In seeming correspondence with this Indian medicine tale, we find out that Asians have a higher average I.Q. than White Europeans.

Long Live the White Europeans.

Then let us arrive at the black race. When I think about the Oglala Sioux tale in which the Black race receives water, I am always moved. For it is easy here, again, to see what is meant and to see the truth of their myth. (Myths are inner truths projected outward.) In astrology, and in other metaphysical systems, water is prominently associated with these three things: Emotion, intuition, and spirit.

Whites are more self-controlled and rational. By comparison, the Black is basically emotional. You could say he has emotional richness. I believe  the emotional nature of Blacks is the core cause of frequent White fascination with Blacks. As all things seen without are just aspects of yourself, the Black emotionality presents to Whites their own emotional potential, which in the path of development we chose, we placed more under control. That freer, closer-to-the-surface emotional quality of blacks is a teacher and reminder to Whites of their own more controlled and disciplined feeling capacity.

Water is also a feminine element, and thus blacks have a feminine quality. This is not in a degenerative sense. The feminine is emotional, nurturing, intuitive, and empathetic. I have found in my encounters with the older variety of American black male. No matter how manly, scrappy, or strong they seem to have some kind of uncanny mother-like quality. That can be attributed to the basic feminine quality of this Water element. And which race cuts the figure of "mother" more conically than the Black woman? And this Oglala Sioux medicine keeps on "working" further...

Water is the element of mysticism and intuitive perception. To understand what this means relative to Blacks, one need only read "Of Water and the Spirit." This book recounts the everyday life of a west African tribe in the untouched and natural state before contact with the Jesuits.  The level of mysticism and intuitive perception that played out in the everyday life of the tribe was something truly astounding and unknown to White culture. As noted, Blacks seem in possession of their emotion and feelings. With feeling's relationship to intuition and spirit, this verges into further realms for them into the realm of spiritual perception.

This has significance in religion and the approach to God. In Hindu religious terms Blacks are natural "bhaktas." "Bhakti-yoga" is the approach to God that is emotional and directs the feelings to God. The blacks gave a gift, in a true way, to the Southern Christian churches by showing them that emotional or bhakti approach to God and worship, now very present in southern religious movements ("Charismatics," etc.) that are primarily White. Blacks, as it were, showed the Whites of the south the emotional approach to God that faded out with the fading of the Catholic saints of Europe. It could be said that by gifting the Southern slaves with the morality and discipline of their Christianity, the Blacks repaid them by showing the southern Whites the true essence of religion and the best of Christianity: The devotional attitude toward God. This will have significance in White religion for perhaps eons to come.

Again, because Whites are subdued in emotion and hew to intellect, the emotional approach Blacks take to Christianity has fascinated, attracted, and finally influenced them. It's perhaps a significant sign that in the 1960's, struggling to fashion for themselves a robustly positive racial identity, Blacks claimed a certain adjective for themselves. It was one whites somehow easily approved of: The word was "soul." Just recently I heard a black male having an argument with his black girlfriend and noticed some new lexicon. He said to her "Can you fill me?" I realized the word was "feel" -- he was asking "Can you feel me."

In astrology the soul -- along with its connotations of spiritual knowledge and intuition -- is indeed associated with water and water houses, especially the 12th House. In astrological terms Malidoma Some's tale of his tribe, and the way they lived, can most succinctly be described as "12th House" life. Their daily lives was completely merged with; completely interactive with the astral realm: These Africans in their natural state  were merged in dream.

Not that Whites don't have their own White Soul, because they do. (Give me the White soul of Vaughn Williams' "Lark Ascending"!) But our instinct, and it is a true one, is that the emotions are the fuller part of the soul, and Blacks show us that.

It is because of the strong "water" element in blacks that we have the phenomenon, in our literature and entertainment, of the black emotional guru, an intimate to a White man who advises him.
We see a classic version of this black archetype in the South African comedy "The Gods must be crazy." A black "Man Friday" and mechanic regularly speaks to the the highly rational, skilled and serviceful White man about his emotional life, helping the very proper and self-controlled White fellow to suss out and connect with his real feelings about a woman. How does he become an "intimate" despite the racial distance and why are Whites so willing to accept this figure in their literature? Because it is based on truth. He becomes an intimate because he deals easily with feelings -- something Whites tend to suppress when among themselves.

These black figures no doubt existed, in real life, in forgotten pockets of the Southern slave period. (Intellectual northerners don't even comprehend the intimacy and relatedness of Whites and Blacks in that period. When the North attacked the South, for Blacks the North was attacking them and their people the Whites.) Thus our comfort with the meme most of the time. The character features  an ability to empathize, and this is a trait of water. These oft-seen characters are often seen speaking to a White about things in the realm of feeling and instinct, as if teaching him how to be in touch with his feeling and instincts.

At the most minimal level, it is the "black companion as sounding board." But that is also a feminine, receptive trait and in the resonance of the other (the black) the White often feels he is enabled to plumb his own knowledge.

This relates to another aspect of intuition: One sees with it. Thus it is that Blacks, being a strongly intuitive people, see a lot. It may even be that one of their physical traits is a sign of nature just like the red-headed White girls and that is the blacks' larger eyes. It follows that Blacks usually know the truth about a situation even if they dissemble and pretend they don't for other motives. It is my belief and consideration that Blacks tend to know when a man is sincere or insincere; honest or dishonest; they know when Whites are being scammed; and they know when they are being used. Related to the power of water is the power of smell. Everybody fears the power of a shark to smell blood in the ocean -- even at improbable distances. As if water was a magical transmitter. People with many planets in Pisces (like my mother) have a keen sense of smell. This is because water diffuses everywhere. Thus it is that blacks don't sense truth so much by rational analysis as by "sniffing it out" -- intuiting it. Thus it is that blacks are often the first to sniff out "who's in charge" and the various games being played in our society.

Thus the intuitive Black character in "The Gods Must Be Crazy," besides helping the handsome blond scientist to sort out his feelings, also serves as a somehow-gifted observer and analyst of the true receptivity and attitude of the female who White man sought, a perceiver of things being missed by the rational European. He plays an "expert on women." Why is a  classic black figure in "The Gods Must be Crazy" an expert on women? Because he understands emotions. It seems to me, based on the prevalence of these figures in our literature and White willingness to accept the "black emotional guru," that this is a figure Whites have some degree of fondness for.

On September 20, 2001 a black congresswoman, Barbara Lee, stood as the only dissenter in congress who voted against acceptance of the genocidal war powers being requested by the Zionist-controlled Bush administration. After the 9-11 Zionist false flag mass-murder, because of incessant war propaganda in Zionist mass-media and support of the Zionist "Arabs" explanation of 9-11, their was a mania in Congress to "do the right thing" and not be seen as "un-American." As the Zionists and "neocons" expected, Congress became completely supine and willing to hand any war powers to the Zionist puppet George Bush. Only a lone black woman saw through it and stood against it. You can see her emotional plea to hold back from insanity here. As a Black, she was too instinctive and saw too much to buy the Zionist false-flag gambit which turned America into a Zionist war-golem again. Further, as part of an outsider race or "black sheep" element, she had the freedom to vote her conscience and buck the crowd.
This black woman was the ONLY ONE -- from among a great many White men and women of Congress -- to see through the lies and sense the truth. You can see in this speech her emotion as well as her respect for spiritual and religious values. All these are black traits. Again, the Black can get an instinctive grasp of the truth and see through lies.

Water, in astrology, is also associated with creativity. Whites have their own creativity, but the sort of free-flowing creativity of the Black has long attracted White artists. Whenever Whites get bored with themselves, and their majestic creative lexicon becomes old or moribund, there is always some Black somewhere doing something new and different which fascinates the White mind, eyes, or ears anew. It often features the Black taking something Whites have created, tinkering about with it, tweaking it and altering it in a way that the White wouldn't think (or wouldn't approve of), and introducing distinctive and exciting new flavors to it.He often takes the White lexicon and freaks it or does something queer or strange with it. To take a guitar string and push it up so that it says "wow" or seems to cry -- this was a strange and queer thing to do with a guitar when so-called black bluesmen first started doing it. But it made the ears prick up. It was something strange and new. It was also vaguely sexual.

Just a touch of that black creativity, and the white man is often sent sailing in his own new creative skies. Just as a touch of moisture can make a whole wall cave in, or the bottom fall out of a floor. Whites prefer structured, harmonic, and aspirational music. But they have often used that essential wetness of the black creative spirit to loosen up their own artistic forms, after which they unloose entirely new White creative worlds. An example would be the black effect on two young lads of England named James Page and Robert Plant. What the band Led Zeppelin created, musically, went far beyond the Black musical lexicon and was fundamentally of the European musical lexicon --  including our propensity to absorb cross-cultural spices and use them in our own Euro-distinctive artistic vision. However, it was just a little of the "wetness" of the black creative spirit that sent those White creative seeds bursting and growing.

These are traits of water. Water is not intellect. It is not fire. Yet it's a part of the whole of life.

Long live the White Europeans.

Power of Earth

Arriving at the "Red Man" or Native Americans, it has some resonance to think of the "power of earth" given to him in the Sioux myth. It occurs immediately to the mind that the "power of earth" refers to his instinctive understanding of God's earth, the natural creatures and things that arise on the land, and his affinity and harmony with those natural things along with uncanny instincts about them. This has been a part of the "image" of the "Native American" in the materials that Whites themselves created or compiled based on their various utterances. At this point it would be proper to  recount my own conditioning and mind-development as a young White American concerning the Indians to impart, hopefully, a more balanced and wise view of them in the reader.

In my teens and twenties I became a reader of  texts like "Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee," and "Touch the Earth." I have spent time around Native American Indians, including on Indian Reservations. I have slept in their houses with my wife and children, had my car repaired by them in lean   reservation garages, eaten at their buffalo and pita bread feasts, and  attended their mourning ceremonies that go on years after an Indian death. I have attended their festive "pow wows," chatted with indigent Indians, and once hunted rabbits with one. (We didn't get any that day, it was winter and their fur was white. But it was good to see how an Indian hunts.) My knowledge about Indians -- and attitudes -- is at this point more sophisticated than when I was a small boy. But I would prefer to go further back into my own times to narrate some of the layers of impression and mental development common to Whites of my time, then get into wiser and more seasoned view following upon the development of adult intelligence.

You see me call them "Indians" and probably feel scandalized oddly. You have to realize that the term "Indian" was a respectable and even fearsome term to the minds of the young White boys of my generations. "Native American" was more bland and neutered by comparison. For the first impression young children of my times got about Indians, as depicted in our media, was that they were fearsome and formidable. They were also one other thing -- and this is perhaps as alluring as the first two items: They were Mysterious.

For this reason when we White boys of the 1960's on back would play there was no problem finding boys willing to be an Indian. Perhaps the White boys having a stronger natal Uranus (more natural radicals or outsiders, and I was one) were the first to volunteer. The Indian image had mystery. Such a volunteer who crouched in scratchy bushes and occasionally emerged with suddenness would have a certain mojo the  others lacked -- an unknown something that could surely terrorize the hearts of an unctuous Johnny Jackson up in the wood, or discomfit a cocksure Kevin O'Brien down in the gulch.

Aside from his nebulous mystic ambiance the boy who chose to be Indian felt he didn't have to be constrained by White man's rules. He would surely have tricks unknown to his civilized enemies the cowboys and cavalry.
Our little boy minds had already picked that that there were varied tribes with different skills, rules, and metaphysics -- often beyond the ken of the White man's mind. Thus the boy who chose to play "Indian" felt he could touch wildness.

Which meant that he could perhaps now truly be a boy. In every White boy is a vast territory in himself that is nothing but the Land of the Wild Heart.

And the White heart too, even while it careens in its penchant to destroy and nullify mystery around him -- craves to find some window of Mystery still ajar.

Surely it is for these reason, too, that a great many of his ancestors -- the White fathers and grandfathers who faced the Indian -- had the same fascination or at least respect for the Indian. This held true both for the Johnny Appleseed types who actually lived among Indians and even married their women, and the soldiers who killed as many as they could in soldierly duty. They all saw things there that spoke to their own wisdom mind, and perhaps illuminated issues, complaints, questions and conundrums about life among their own people. Those men had a Land of the Wild Heart, too, and knowing Indians surely helped them feel the breezes from that place now and then -- just like their future grandsons in neat, orderly White neighborhoods in over-settled places like Des Moines, Iowa where the Kiowa once had their humble forest huts. For these European men, who knew so well the wilds of this great and gifting land, also came to love both its wildness and its purity. Thus when a Chief Seattle or other nature mystic among the Indians spoke of the inefability of the natural world and how they grieved to see it marred by invention and White man's constructs -- these White men -- though loyal to their people and appreciating their own civilized ways -- could also see through those eyes and shed a tear for the Red Man. And for himself.

But now I want to talk about gravity, and back to the warrior Indian: As young boys we had noticed that whenever Hollywood depicted a scene in which an Indian appeared to face the White man, the music turned grave. It was suddenly in a minor key. There was a vague drum-beat cadence. There was tension. Things were suddenly not all right. It conveyed to him that during those times of yore the "red man" was experienced by the White man as scary as hell. He still feels it even today. The boy playing "cowboy" or "calvary" could easily feel important therefore, even in the face the power and structured order of his cowboy adversaries who knew well won the battle, simply on account of his wildness and his cosmic fearsomeness. Certainly it was nothing other than the cosmic fearsomeness of The Warrior, which the Indian somehow epitomized to all White boys.

So on afternoon idylls of boyhood, made too safe and predictable by their fathers labors, there was never any problem finding a few boys willing, in the drama of opposing interests and dualities that alone engages the human mind and soul, to assume the role of Wild Indian.

One of the most dramatic moments of my youth was delivered to me by the spirit of the Red Man. And interestingly, it was delivered by a group of White youths who had been raised in their civilized fathers' cities and towns. Drums were beating from some distant place in a far wood. We were marched in a long line towards a place where the drumbeat was menacingly nearer. The sun was starting to go down and the sky turning deeper blue. We were led to create a long arcing half-circle which faced upon a forest. At the center of the half circle was placed a great and well-built pile of wood for a bonfire. Suddenly a flaming arrow came out of the woods and miraculously hit the woodpile, which burst into flames.

The arrow had been cleverly sent along a wire by the clever youthful White teenagers who had set up this exercise, for  we were about to experience a ritual of the Boy Scouts with some 25 other Iowa Boy Scout Troops (legions) from all over the State of Iowa.

The fire had also been well-soaked with some of White man's fire-medicine: Accelerants and flammables he'd teased from the black oil of earth's bowls -- something only a fire race could manage to do. Thus its burst into flames was spectacular. The thing had been exquisitely timed by the people who invented clocks, and despite the presence of a thousand energetic teenage males, the strange and unprecedented event was going right on schedule. Thus the fire burst into flame just as the last strong light of the sky was dying, in time to now illumine our faces with orange light even though the heap was perhaps 150 feet away from us.

But the fading light of the sky was still strong enough for us to see two tall figures emerge from the woods at each end of our semi-circle. We were about 3 small-town blocks long in length, but the figures could be clearly seen. And they were all the more noticeable because each was carrying a  torch flaming with a huge core of resin.

They were older teenage White youths, but we couldn't recognize them as anybody we knew, because they were dressed as wild Warrior Indians. Their bodies glistened with oil. They had paint on their faces. They had arm bands of cloth or metal. And they were barefoot and naked except for loin cloths.
We didn't recognize them only because now they were so wild. But in reality they were the very same older youths who had guided, criticized us, and cajoled us as Scout leaders during our time at Camp Matigua.

And they didn't give any indication that they knew us. They were all business. They had become, as it were, gods. Gods of manhood. God of initiation. And Gods of our storied ancestor, the Red Man, whose gods it was deemed by Baden Powell the founder of the Boy Scouts, to be among those we still needed to plumb our own depths.

The drum had been beating slowly and resolutely and continued until they each reached a place at each end of the semicircle. As the light of the sky faded, the torchlight from the fire they carried made them the central spectacle. None of us knew what was going on.

Suddenly the drum beat started beating rapidly and each young man began running at top speed along the semi-circle, each passing the other. Now our senses were fully awake. I still remember vividly the sound as each young man passed before me, the thumping of his feet so intense, and the panting of his breath, and the gust of wind from his body including the heat from the torch. The torch made a "fluuffff" sound as it passed near over our heads. For the men passed as close as they possibly could to our faces, uniforms, and bodies all along the way, as if daring us to stand our ground, to not draw back in fear, and as if tempting danger, and themselves showing courage to risk. For they were, in fact, dressed as what both the Indians and the White man used to call "braves."

I learned much later that some of the Indian tribes had dying rituals. They believed it was just as important to die well as to live well, and some of them taught "dying songs" even to their young, which these Indians would sing upon death. I remembered the account of a White traveler or soldier during the Indian wars who, after coming on an Indian child, witnessed her go into the singing of her eerie dying song as she believed she was about to be slain. Do we Whites have many correlaries to this? A tradition or practice that prepares us for the sure death that awaits us all? Thus the Whites-as-Indians ran with their torches  only inches from us because a brave faces death, faces pain, and even tempts death, which is an unknown. And tonight in this ritual some of us were going to face death, face pain, and face the unknown. When each youth had reached the other end of the circle and exchanged places and the drum suddenly began to beat slow, slower than before, and each youth began walking slowly now along the arc. Suddenly one turned, without warning, to face a particular boy scout. He then slammed his fist against his chest and  shoulder on the right side of his body. One blow, then a 2nd, and even a third until the Boy Scout fell back into the night.

We were electrified. This was the Boy Scout ritual known as the Initiation into the Order of the Arrow. It was called "The Tapping Out Ceremony." It would usually happen to the teenagers.
We were all shoulder to shoulder. I was about 12 years of age, and so was my friend Mark who was standing right next to me. After "tapping out" this one and that one, Boy Scouts pre-selected and chosen, they had returned to their positions at the far end. Then the drum would pick up fast again and they would repeat their run. The rapid run was a token and remembrance of the running prowess of certain Native American tribes, how they could endure long and rapid runs on behalf of their tribes. Here White men were showing respect for this and for a great many other Indian things. Now the drum slowed again, the two older Boy Scouts-as-Indians repeated their slow walk, and the tension ratcheted  up again. As the torch light came close to me again, one turned and slammed down my friend Mark and the space to my right was suddenly empty and cold. There was not a sound after that because, as I heard later, older men were behind us quietly in the dark. Their hands deftly covered mouths to keep anyone from crying out. They whispered into their ears. Perhaps vague assurances. Perhaps instructions. And they dragged them off for an ordeal. One of those instructions was: "You are not to speak or say a word from now until tomorrow at sunset." I seem to recall Mark saying they were blindfolded.

Next one of the 18-year-old Wild Men turned to strike one of our Scoutmasters, Mr. Elkins. He was a rough sort with a long crew cut who had been a United States Marine. Apparently he had never had this honor. I remember that it took more slugs for the youth to make Mr. Elkins fall. And when he fell his cigarette-reeking lungs made him cough. You could hear the rustling as the O.A. spirits -- probably his fellow grown scoutmasters who normally laughed around the firelight with him but faceless in the dark -- wrestled with him and dragged him off.

I learned later that each boy was dragged off and deposited in some wild  place and left for the night without any food or blanket. It was done in such a way that he didn't know where he was, and he was completely alone. We saw them the next day. They were working on thing, fixing things, cleaning things. I saw my friend Mark in the kitchen of our "mess hall," washing dishes. He didn't speak. He wouldn't even look at me. None of them spoke. And all they did was "serve." The silence rule helped humble them. We express the ego so much by speech. Their tasks were menial and they followed instructions of their Order-of-the-Arrow handlers. They had been separated off from the rest us and our enjoyments. Ever after Mark and these others, when dressed for Scouting events, had the privilege of wearing a special sash across their chests that marked them as members of the "Order of the Arrow." Because they had 1) Gone through pain and an ordeal, and because they had 2)  Learned to  humbly serve their people. Mark always wore his. It was the showiest of all the Scout insignia. I always wished they had chosen me. But Mark always labored more than me in every way.

Some writers have remarked on the fact that when a people conquers another people, they mythologize the people they have conquered. They project upon them nobilities, mysteries, and virtues with some disregard for the practical record. I have not studied this psychological subject, but I think it's probably true. Now, anybody who's studied the various tribes learned that some were warlike, some were not. Some were hunters, other tribes dug yams and roots, doing small-scale farming, and preferred the "gathering" part of "hunter-gatherer." Others were generally peaceful hunter-gathers but became warlike after long encroachment of their lands by the Europeans. One soon learns there was a great variety of tribes here when White man first started exploring North America. So why did early White media latch onto the "warrior" Indian to present most often? Because that was the image that the White man of those times -- our American fathers -- most respected.

For Whites are warriors too, and as David Yeagley points out accurately: A warrior respects another warrior. It wasn't easy for the European peoples to conquer America with the Red Man spread all around it. It was a fearful experience for the settlers to penetrate Indian lands. They could easily be killed or worse. I think it is for that reason that we find Native Americans themselves who would rather be called "the Indian" and "the red man." Why do you think that is? Because the men who called them "Indians" in times past were men who at least feared and respected them.

Don't believe it? Well, the fact is it was true the other way around as well; the Indian respected the White man for his own warriorship. We have some confirmation of this coming from an eloquent Native American, David Yeagley, a man I admire. All Whites should read it:

We indians are supposed to hate the white man. Everyone tells me this. I’ve heard it from whites, blacks and even from Indians.

Well, folks, I hate to disappoint you, but I like white people just fine. To tell the truth, I rather admire them and their fascinating history.

Oh, I know what you’re thinking. "Yeagley! How can you say that? How can you admire a people who slaughtered your ancestors, gave smallpox to those left alive, herded them onto reservations, made them all drunks, and – as the final indignity – sold their turquoise mines to the Japanese?"

Well, the way I figure it, anyone who could whip our Indian behinds like the white man did deserves our highest respect. And anyone who can whip a Comanche (my tribe) deserves the Medal of Honor.

I admire a man who can beat me. I dare say, deep inside all Indians – at least those who are still warriors at heart – there is a special admiration for the white man.

When the Comanches first encountered the white man, his behavior didn’t shock them. They saw that he took what he wanted by force. And they understood. Because the Comanches did the same to their weaker neighbors.

If my ancestors had been strong enough, they would have taken the white man’s land, instead of the other way around. And they wouldn’t have felt guilty about it afterwards. You wouldn’t have seen any defeated white people getting affirmative action from Comanches.

When one general surrenders to another, they salute each other. It doesn’t mean that there’s no bitterness between them. It just means that a warrior respects his foe.

White people understand this, because they too come from a warrior culture. The white man has great respect for the Indian. I’m not saying he always treats us the way we want to be treated. But he respects us for putting up a good fight.

Have you ever noticed how cowboy-and-Indian movies always focus on the same tribes? It’s either the Sioux, the Apaches or the Comanches. White people remember those tribes, because they fought hard and were the last to surrender.

Why does the U.S. military have helicopters named "Apache" and "Comanche" – but none that are named "Arikara" or "Ojibwa?" They name their weapons systems after the fiercest tribes, because they want some of that fierceness to rub off.

Back in the 1930s, the warrior spirit was still strong in Indians and white men alike. At that time, the Oceti Sakowin Hunkpapa Sioux elders of Standing Rock honored the University of North Dakota by giving them permission to use the name "Fighting Sioux" for their sports teams.

At that time, many old people, both whites and Indians, still remembered the last wars. Wounded Knee was more recent for them than World War II is for us.

Yet they saluted each other, warrior to warrior. Because one fighting people understands another.

Today, the leftists tell us that the "Fighting Sioux" name is an insult to Indians, and we must demand that the university change it. I guess that goes for the Apache and Comanche helicopters too.

I’ve written other columns on this issue. Everyone knows where I stand. I’m with the Sioux elders, who believe that a warrior can respect and honor his foe.

Some people get it. Some don’t.

Keith Rushing doesn’t. He’s a black man from Hampton, VA, who wrote to me February 22, in response to my February 13 column, "Dont Walk the Black Mans Path."

Mr. Rushing was "shocked" by my attitude.

"I’m sure you realize that the reference to the ‘Fighting Sioux’ is akin to calling Native Americans wild Indians," he lectured me. "I'm a black man but I've never quite understood why white-owned athletic teams have this fantasy about fierce Indian warriors when they unfortunately decimated so many Indian people. There's some sick irony involved there."

In Mr. Rushing’s view, the "fierce Indian warrior" is nothing but a white "fantasy." We were not warriors, he implies, but poor, defenseless victims who were "decimated" without putting up a fight.

Mr. Rushing seems to feel that there is more honor in being pathetic. Perhaps he feels we should think of ourselves as alcoholic, diabetic, suicidal and unemployed.

No thank you.

The white man may have taken my land. But he took it like a warrior, fair and square. Yes, he treated my people harshly. But he never denied their bravery, never besmirched their memory as warriors.

But you did, Mr. Rushing. You did.

David Yeagly

And it's because White men, too, "respected a warrior" that even in 1963, when White American boys instinctively turned a few neglected briar patches, abandoned lots, or neighboring trees into a wild land for play -- there was no shortage of boys willing to be Indians.

What Mr. Yeagley is pointing to is a universal impulse in all peoples, in all men and women: They work and fight for living space and prosperity for their progeny. That is what our White ancestors were doing in coming here and facing the Indians, just as the Indians were defending that same prosperity and and living space for their progeny. In that particular karmic round -- for whatever karmic reasons we can surmise spread out through ages of time -- the White man came here as the superior fighter. With the continuing bone finds that place Caucasians here prior to any know Amerindian bone finds, the possibility arises that our European ancestors were in fact here before Amerindians and were perhaps genocided by them in pre-history. In that case the arrival of the White man in the 1600's and 1700's would have been a return and perhaps some cosmic karma. Who knows? But it is infantile to say "You stole this land for the Indians and therefore White people are bad." It's especially infantile for a White to say this, not to mention disloyal to his fathers and grandfathers who fought and sacrificed to give him the safe, cushy, and well-fed life and the luxury of going to college and becoming a leftist 'philosopher' and 'revolutionary' who attacks his fathers and his own heritage. (The successes of all men one day turn to dust and mire, their sons turn against them, and success corrupts -- and that's samsara.) 

It needs to be pointed out, as more White-guilt cure for propagandized youth today, that the Native Americans were very good at genociding each other. Perhaps much better at it than the White man. For when a tribe decided to let it all hang out against a competing or enemy tribe, they tended to do it up big. It was as if the early Indian tribes had read Robert Greene's "The 48 Laws of Power." Law 15 goes like this:

LAW 15

"Crush your Enemy Totally -- If one ember is alight, no matter how dimly it smolders, a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover, and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit."

Many tribes seem to have followed this law. Already before the White man was established here, tribes had disappeared with only names and legends remaining, and sometimes not even reliable names. Genocided not by the White man, but by other "natives." So when Mr. Yeagley points out that the Comanches, having won, would not be giving Affirmative Action and entitlements to White people, he is probably speaking truth. I don't think there is known case of one tribe,  having overwhelming power and advantage over another, where that first tribe bequeathed any land or territory to the weaker tribe. But Whites had their Christian consciences. Have you looked at how large the tracts of lands are that the White man gave to the Indians? Sure, it wasn't the prime land some tribes would have rather had. It seems the chemical called alcohol, itself, had some kind of vengeance for them. How was White man to know the devastating effect that alcohol would have on the Red Man? Surely Jews knew it, for it was they who pioneered the selling of alcohol to them. But that practice, too, was contrary to the Christian consciences of the Gentiles. Perhaps without alcoholism Indians would have done much more with the land that had been given them by their White conquerers, who knows. But we certainly can't say that as conquerers the White man lacked a humanitarian or generous spirit. There was always controversy in the halls of government back in Washington over the state of the Indian as White Christian consciences roiled and moiled over them. That is the very reason that large tracts of land were finally given to the Native Americans rather than wiping them out: White conscience, nobility, and the tendency to be preservationists. Thus we still have fascinating tribes still alive today to know and study, and David Yeagleys and others afoot to fascinate us.

But I'm only getting started. I've not spoken about the "power of Earth" from the Oglala tale yet, and that's the good stuff. I have come up to the point now where I was about 17 and read the books "Bury my heart at Wounded Knee" and "Touch the Earth."


I will detour here and treat Jews as part of this collection. Yes, they are not mentioned in the Native American medicine tale. But Ashkenazi Jews (the Asian-European variety) function in our world as a separate race.

My own view of Jews is complex, came mostly through observation, and developed later in life. On the positive side, I enjoy their minds. I can communicate almost any idea to a Jew, including metaphors and abstract ideas, and they always follow along and never have an problem with these.They are thus enjoyable to talk to because of my own mental nature which rarely can find a proper audience.

My issues and criticism of Jews relates to their group behavior and group ideals.

What element would most represent the Jews? Since starting this article my mind has brooded over that. If I had to choose one, I'd give them water, with some air.

In particular I would associate Jews with the signs of Scorpio and Gemini. Would that be why Jews seem to feel so much affinity -- at least ostensibly -- with blacks?

Let's take the many obvious Scorpionic qualities of Jews:

Scorpio is enduring and resilient and is most interested in power. Money gives power, thus Jews seek it as their true holy of holies.

Jews culturally value wealth and the men are usually cultivated early to be seekers of both wealth and professional prestige. Scorpio and the Eighth House are the sign/house of great wealth, and more particularly, wealth that grows large through pooling or amalgamating; through investment and drawing on the resources of others; through percentages, royalties, and the like and Jews have always been associated with taxes as they have made alliances with various kings or governments. Scorpio and the Eighth are closely associated with taxes and banking.

Scorpio is the master of war. But Jews shy away from open confrontation, preferring strategy and proxies. Jews prefer to surround and neutralize their enemy covertly, slowly by degrees. This furthermore is a water and a Scorpio trait.

Scorpio is a strategist and so is the Jew. Thus Jews like games like chess and excel at them.

Water and Scorpio have a power of infiltration.

The scorpion and the spider icons show a poisoning principle. Jews are fond of poisoning, both in history, lore, and in  accounts of governmental black ops and maldoings associated with government. ("Poisoning" can also refer to things like "fast-acting cancers" of Jackie O. and so many others.) Put briefly, Jews are fond of poisoning enemies and this tradition goes way back. Scorpio is a poisoner.

Scorpio is the sign associated with banking, great wealth, covert control, and war. Jews have long been accused, and not without evidence, of being the instigators of war using the power of the purse. Scorpio is the most covert sign, liking to be present but hidden, secretly pulling the strings. This covertness of the Jews needs more comment.

It's my observation that Jews live covertly among non-Jews and that they see this as beneficial to them. It's also my opinion that Jews use psychology and propaganda to try to maintain their covertness and get more of it. Covertness refers to the idea that you are such-and-such, but most around you don't know it. You are doing such-and-such, but those around you don't know it. It's a Scorpio power tactic. The symbol of the scorpion or spider is a creature who hides; you don't know he's there. When you have covertness people don't talk about you. When people don't talk about you they become less and less aware of you, which is the highest goal of covertness: Complete unawareness by your competitors or enemies. 

For this reason Jews get exercised when anybody merely talks about them, points to them, merely brings them up. Because this destroys their covertness. It shines a light on them. The scorpion and spider want to remain hidden in shadow. The "holocaust" psy-op can be seen as a huge administration to their covertness goal. By magnifying themselves as pre-eminent victims of atrocities they create an atmosphere in which it becomes repugnant to talk about them in any way that would lead to criticism. Always the meme arises: "Oh, not that again, we know what happened before when a people were negative toward Jews. Six million were gassed." Of course it's absurd. Jews were coming into conflict with non-Jews, and criticized by them, long before Adolf Hitler was born or Germany existed. But at present their holocaust psy-op works handily to remove them from all discussion and thus awareness. It must be a heady feeling of freedom to be so unrestrained by criticism or even evaluation.

My view is that the more a people enjoys this covertness the more they will prosecute goals and actions that are unethical or highly subject to criticism. Thus the longer Jews enjoy covertness the more they NEED to KEEP covertness to fend off the possibility of arrest, censure, restraint, or backlash. It's a Scorpio problem. Thus whatever reduces Jewish covertness -- such as talking openly about them -- reduces their Scorpionic power. This brings me to another Jewish trait, and a strange one.

Water is a fluid, disorganized element. I have noticed that in Jewish delicatessens I am often confused, not sure which way to go, where to pay the clerk, or how to make an order. Yet I notice the Jews around me, in such places, seem well at ease and know just how to proceed. A few years back it was revealed or at least whispered that the Federal Reserve -- the private Jewish company that controls American money and the economy -- had a bookkeeping situation that was messy and impossibly complicated if not completely lacking in integrity. Too many insider deals, exceptions, and loophole situations I suppose. So a weakness of the Jews may be inconsistency, chaos, and disorganization brought about by their own power-seeking and fenagling. Whatever organizations they create -- with exceptions like the Fed -- seem ad-hoc and ephemeral. Organizations that pursue Jewish interests openly or covertly are an endless stream. Their names go on and on. This is like an expression of the Jewish deli concept.

Jews are also strongly associated with the field of psychology and psychiatry, and this field is most associated with Scorpio. Freudian psychology has a lot of raw sexual content. No other sign is more associated with sex than is Scorpio.

Going further, Jews have been the pioneers of pornography in western countries, and they themselves state this and brag about it. Even Hugh Hefner, who presented himself as a Gentile to make both his profits and his corruptive impact larger -- turned out to be an Ashkenazi crypto. No other astrological sign could be more closely associated with pornography than Scorpio.

Scorpio is the grudge-holder, never forgetting an offense and seeking opportunities for revenge even if far down the road. Once the Jews got possession of media in the Gentile countries they installed their German camps experience as a central cultural icon, even calling it "The Holocaust." Each day in America now features enforced obeisances to Jewish suffering real or imagined. The long remembering of offenses is both a water and a Scorpio trait. We can see the grudge-holding nature of the Israelis. During this present week (as I am writing) Israel has announced that it will kill one Palestinian prisoner per hour until some missing Jewish girls are returned. This is very much Scorpionic behavior. It's also the kind of behavior Jews have long labored, through their media, to associate with the Germans and the Nazis, although this is largely a slur and a fabrication.

Finally I would point out that Scorpio and the Eighth House are associated with occult powers or secret laws of power. The Eighth House is the house of magic, yogic siddhis and miracles, and esoteric powers. In my experience Jews are naturally interested in these. I have always attracted a large number of Jews to myself as an astrologer, for example. They seem to have two instincts in this: 1) They want everything working in their favor, for success, and 2) They have a natural faith in the existence of  laws or principles that are unseen or secret. Jews often employ occult laws or techniques in the pursuit of their objectives. In many of the geopolitical events or false flags attributed to Jews there are signs of occult planning such as the use of certain dates, numbers, words, or letters. I have to say that the Jewish approach to occultism -- like their way of arranging delicatessens or the books at the Fed -- has an ad hoc and even amateurish quality. Though they love astrology I've never seen a Jewish astrologer who I considered great. They like to be the employers of astrologers, and I believe they even prefer a Gentile astrologer. I've always believed that the D-Day invasion at Normandy was astrologically timed by an astrologer. But it was a Gentile astrologer, not a Jew. In a sense the Jewish mind, once it enters the realm of occult thought, is too wild and given to fantastic ideas and their own approaches to occultism often have that same rambling and ad-hoc quality I see in their delicatessens. Ah, here's what it is: In their approaches to occultism they create loopholes everywhere!

I also see a third theme here: Jews  often feel insecurity and fear notwithstanding great material success. They seem to sense that there is always a higher law above them, and that they must be on its side or at least outwit it. They believe in the power of fate and are often looking behind them ready to be tripped up or taken down by a force greater than themselves. As masters of power they know there is always a titan or force that may make them the hunted. This relates to the fact that I believe Jews have a conscience despite all the negatives that are attributed to them, and that their consciences finally bring them down. If given exposure and losing covertness they lose their nerve and grace. But it's really conscience that makes them lose their footing when doing wrong.

The Gemini qualities of the Jews:

Even with all of these connections to Scorpio, that one sign does not encompass Jews and neither does the element water. Jews are more complex than this. It seems to me that they can be assigned more than one sign, and that to create a proper symbol for them some air has to be added. Gemini? This fits. Jews are able to entertain almost any idea and analyze it even though they may not accept or adopt it. They are mutable and rise up in many guises and roles throughout society, often taking both sides in a conflict or leading both the position and the opposition. These are Gemini traits.

Even their Talmud is Geminian, loaded with exceptions, inconsistencies,  contradictions, and loopholes. Jews are noted for their homely quips and witticisms. This is Geminian. Jews excel in the verbal realm and are masters of words and word coinage. The speechwriters for our presidents nowadays are often Jews.They dominate newspapers and publishing. Martin Luther King's famous speech was written by a Jew or a team that included at least one Jew. Jews are fond of law and the realms of prosecution and court. Gemini has an amoral quality. The trait most loathed about lawyering -- the ability to defend someone who did wrong and who the lawyer knows did wrong using cleverness and skill with words, ideas, and legal cites -- is a Geminian trait. Jews pride themselves on their powers of argumentation and aggressive intellects. One of the gambits I have seen Jews repeatedly use is to find one item in your argument that is in error or false. Though minor or unintended they then to use this to discredit your entire argument as if the one error turns the rest to error. (As if "grass is green, the sky is brown, and milk is white" means that grass isn't green, or milk white, because of the error with the sky.) This is both disingenuous and aggressive and is a Geminian arguing trait as well as a Scorpionic one.

Ashkenazi Jews are noted for their intellectual quality and their high IQ -- higher than the Asians at around 107 or 108. Gemini along with Aquarius are the most intellectual signs. The "wandering Jew" meme well established in their history is also a Gemini theme. The Geminian entity goes many places, knows many places, is well aware of much territory. He can adapt himself to many environments and though not having profound loyalty to them.

Gemini is able to hold two contrary ideas in his head at the same time, or a panoply of conflicting ideas. In the cases where Jews have been found to be lying about so-called "holocaust" experiences (like the fellow that said he met his wife on the other side of a barbed wire fence, etc.) -- the offender will often say things like "I believed it in my head so it was true" or "It didn't really happen, but it happened." This extreme capacity for duality and contradictions is a Gemini trait. (For the sake of decorum, politics, and the feelings of my Jewish friends I will leave off any development of the lore that cites the Gemini tendency to lie.)

If this formulation has any validity -- if Jews partake of the powers of two signs, Scorpio and Gemini -- it explains why they are such a talented and formidable enemy. It would also explain why their influences are often bizarre and destabilizing. A Scorpio/Gemini pairing equals the quincunx aspect. That is, the sign of Scorpio is in quincunx relationship to the sign of Gemini. The quincunx is unstable and is destabilizing. In my annals it is associated with bizarre developments with indeterminate consequences.

A reasonable person might ask me: "You want to assign to Jews one of the Air Signs. Why not Aquarius? Jews are always promoting the brotherhood of man and they are heavily present among geniuses and inventors." Good question. I did consider it of course. My answer is that Gemini can fake a lot of things, pose as many things, and does have a natural relation with Aquarius so can sound out some depths of Aquarius. But Jews are not true Aquarians. Their "brotherhood of man" is a psychological administration they parlay in their surroundings to create a more favorable and tolerant situation for themselves. Their real interest is in their own people, the Jews. If they invent something they want it to belong to the Jews. We can see how Jews behave when they have their own nation, Israel. There is no "Brotherhood of man" ethos there and they strive to make Israel racially pure and mono-cultural while they engineer "multi-culturalism" in all other nations to give themselves maximum range. A true Aquarius really is detached from his own family or tribe and really does care more about "the all" than his personal ties. So I think that Jews, as a Geminian people, can put on a good Aquarian patter. They also seem good at expressing Aquarius' aspects of androgyny, perversity and obtuseness. But I think this is more a case of Scorpio bluntness and power plays informed by the Aquarian vibration within Gemini. Jews are not genuine universalists in the Emersonian or Unitarian sense, but tribalists who use universalism to deactivate their perceived enemies and put them off guard. As Scorpio types they are strategic, and they can be strategic Aquarians.

The White Race -- It's Special Virtues and Special Faults

The Native Americans identified the Whites as having the gift of Fire. I showed how this symbol easily bears out in analyzing the White race. I want to add that fire also gives light and is attractive. Everyone loves to stare at a burning fire and its embers. The sun itself is nothing but fire, and it gives life to everything here. The Hindus worship God or Brahman as fire and thus use fire in their pujas and sacrifices, sacrificing foodstuffs into a burning fire as an offering. Fire can also be destructive and cruel.

My view is that when a man or woman has a normal life, with normal affection from their mother, father, and siblings, conditioning is established that makes them prefer their own race and bond most naturally with others of their own race. Further, my belief is that conditioning is our friend. We are supposed to use our conditioning to raise ourselves up, make our lives functional, and attain both worldly and divine things. For example, if a woman looks like his mother and female relatives it's possible for a man have a stronger attraction to her and sheevokes a deeper emotional resonance for him. This serves him. It makes for a stronger attachment and marriage. She is only bone and flesh, dust in the end, but that conditioning makes one type of woman more attractive to him than the others, and this has serviceability for him and for mankind. The sparrow, the crow, and the bluebird are baskets of conditioning, also, that make each prefer its own kind and develop their unique bird lifestyles. Without that preference, the varied types would not continue and live on. 

For the same reason it's natural to defend your own race most, just as you would defend your own family most, more than you'd defend other families. That is the natural order. It's also natural that we are the worst critics of our own. In my case, I can criticize Whites. The Jews who run Google now have Trotsky's mind-messing term "racist" auto-completing when you type in "Julian Lee" to Google. Yet I'm a fan of the races, of the varieties of people, and could criticize Whites better than most could do it -- and more legitimately.Yet I am disinclined to do so for the most part since Whites are so much under attack today. I'd rather defend them. The so-called "Fourteen Words" are beautiful and legitimate. It ends with "So that the beauty of the Aryan woman shall not vanish from the earth." I can relate to that. Am I bragging about our women? No, for who should consider her beautiful beyond us White men? Why should blacks consider her as beautiful as we do? That seems unnatural to me. She does not look like his women. I would expect him to consider HIS women the most beautiful and can't comprehend why he would not. Neither would I disparage him for that preference.

My view of Whites is that they excel in servicefulness, helpfullness, charitableness, appreciation of nature, technical and material skill, creativity and the creation of beauty, the desire for efficiency and order, and they are most beautiful to my own eye because I am one. I also believe that Whites have been advocates of high moral orders and that they have traditionally viewed the sexual energy or power as sacred, whether explicitly viewed or tacitly viewed as sacred -- and that this is a trait of a lofty people, including the Aryans of ancient India and Europe. Further, I believe that Whites are interested in the Divine Mystery and the pursuit of the divine. After having studied religions long and especially Yoga, Hinduism, Meditation, and Non-Dualistic Vedanta -- I have come to see my Christian heritage and church experience as an elegant form of Bhakti-Yoga which is the highest form of yoga according to many Indian sages. I get bliss when I see a church, or walk into one, hear a Christian hymn, hear Christians singing, hear the organ, smell the incense, see the light-bearing stained-glass windows, hear the priest chant, feel the sanctity of the service and environment -- I get bliss from those things. And God is defined as bliss by the Upanishads. In my reckoning: Any people who would create such maginificent and beautiful buildings for NO OTHER REASON but to gather and worship the Divine Mystery -- has to be a great and beautiful people, one that should be defended. I would fight for the White race and call them unique simply after hearing  one of their orchestras and their orchestral works!

For faults, I would list that Whites are way over-entranced with technology, machines, and invention and are afflicted with the "Delusion of Technological Progress." This delusion fails to see that the original problem -- duality/problems/pain -- is never eliminated by technologicalinvention but only takes a new and more complex form. I think that Whites have done great harm to the world and to natural human communities through the promotion of the automobile, which is perhaps the best symbol of materialism and the D.O.T.P. Whites are given to materialism. I think Whites are also capable of extreme moral corruption when taken away from their religious pinions. I also believe they are inclined to fight and come into conflict with each other, and that Jews see this and use it to their advantage. I also believe Whites are given to a self-defeating form of self-righteousness or charitableness that puts "the other" before themselves or their own people as a kind of Virtue-Egotism and that this ends up destroying their natural cohesiveness as communities.

Does all that sound terrible? Want to kill Whites over those things? I'll defend them and die doing it. To me, the negative list is less heavy than the positive list given first which contains spectacular and luminous things. If we are the people of fire -- and fire is very powerful, very helpful, and potentially very destructive -- we would also naturally be capable of an amazing and impressive Negative List. Note the contradictions also. While Whites create technology and machines that harm nature, they also become the first ones to try to pull back and preserve nature -- as if they have learned certain lessons first. They are the ones long trying to set up preserves to protect African animals, for example, while the locals continue to poach and brutally vivisect the animals. Through their desire to help they created the Agricultural Revolution that caused populations in Africa and elsewhere to soar unnaturally leading to poverty later. (And Elephant poaching.)

I am not an I.Q. stumper. I am aware of the realities of I.Q., but I look at the high I.Q. of the Jews and think of the depravities they promote and the harm they have done to my own people -- it seemse I.Q. amounts to cleverness and high-IQ people can do evil and destructive things. Maybe there is such a thing as Emotional I.Q. too? We say that blacks can't live in the complex technological societies we create because they don't have the I.Q. -- but are these technological, complex societies really best? Like where I am and where nobody ever looks at you and says hello and men and women no longer form families? Could it be that the hunter-gatherers -- albeit with their low I.Q.s -- had something to teach us?

My view of Whites is that they did not take seriously the words of their satguru Jesus Christ to "Consider the lilies of the field, they neither sow, nor reap, nor gather up into barns." This was a hunter-gatherer ethos and the ethos of the homeless renunciant saddhu of India.We went a materialistic direction instead. Yet, we have the wisdom to turn back and become a treasured sage upon this planet.

Long live the White Europeans.

-- Julian Lee

Why not love your people? It's hard enough. And hard to even love a few in this life.


J. Curtis Lee Mickunas

"Love your People.

Be nice to the other peoples.

Seek God.

All will be well."