The Mad Indian

Ridwan mentioned to me last night that when me met me, he expected someone who looked somewhat like this character, except with darker skin and longer hair. He told me that many people find it amazing that I can go from speaking out about the crazy shit going on in this world to discussing Beauty and how much I Love my Sweetie, Rhonda, and so on. Let me tell you one of my names and how I got it.

An Auntie, about 10 years ago, gave me the name "He Who Laughs A Lot," because, well...I do. With any name, you usually have a counter part to it. I laugh a lot, but I'm also angry and speak out.



When I read poetry, which is usually angry Indian stuff, I will often times laugh during or after a poem. It is just a part of my make up.

I am pissed off at the U.S. government for it's rein of death and destruction, but I also take the time to find beauty because currently I live with the privilege of no one dropping bombs on my head or on the heads of those I Love. I have to do something about this, and I have to keep my sanity in the meantime. I save my sanity by enjoying beauty, Love, laughter, etc., all of which are as much a part of me as my anger and Revolutionary attitude.

Take some time to laugh at or during this crazy shit...then pick up a hatchet and let's get to work.