Have you ever felt so at peace with everything around you for that one moment between sleep and awake? That moment that you feel that everything is going to be okay? Its so beautiful that when you try to attempt that feeling, it just doesn't work. Or when you cry yourself to sleep, that moment before sleep, that instant, you feel okay, and your heart doesn't hurt for a single moment in time. Then you close your eyes, and fall.

Fort Qu'Appelle is dark tonight. The stars illuminate the midnight sky, the soft wind gently carress' your face. The long weeds sway back and forth hypnotically, as you walk in peace.

I know, I seem like a cool guy sometimes, and sometimes I'm an asshole. But what you read here, its not like I'm an asshole 24/7 you know? I do fluctuate everyday. And some days I feel creative. Most days when I feel creative, I write. And its really quit interesting, and the facts that spurt out of my mouth. My psychosomatic self.

Passion for writing sometimes seems kinda dull. Especially awesome sunny days, or awesome rainy days. Either way you still got to make the best of it. But what really seems kinda weird to me is this "Native Culture" thing, and unless your in a room full of people who love their lives, its kind of intimidating. Which I also understand should be great. But I feel as though opposition should always be there, for people to keep their faiths, and what they believe in. Just so that they know what they have is not handed to every individual person. And people as a group are mighty stupid, and are easily led. Like sheep. You can trace this as far back as the cavemen. Idiots. You know what I mean? It just takes one asshole to set off a riot. I've seen this before. Vancouver riot sucked, back when the Canucks were in the Stanley Cup Finals. One single idiot set off a monster riot.

Sometimes I leave a room asking myself "What more can I say?" or "What more can I do?" and its true actually,