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Welcome to the official Tumblr Blog for Lastrealindians.com, a custom content site. At Lastrealindians.com, we highlight Indigenous artists, writers, musicians, designers, speakers, community organizers, movers, shakers, leaders, success stories, struggles, and current events as viewed through the lens of Indigenous perspective. Our writers are academically credentialed, and some are established authors with published literary works. We seek to offer the world crisp, clean, and incisive takes on relevant, hard hitting subjects that impact Indian country and the global community at large. In addition, LastRealIndians.com offers original material with poignant insight into anything germane to the Indigenous experience. Because Indigenous cultures are vibrant and alive, the meaning of what it is to be Indigenous is constantly evolving. With Indigenous tradition as our foundation, we push the envelope. We create these works, respond to our world, and stand together with one Indigenous voice to ensure that we will not be the last of the real Indians. We are real Indians; we are here to make the world new.
The Movement is Still Strong, By: Chase Iron Eyes
The movement is still strong, it never died
No more uncles in despair, thinking “at least we tried”
The power of the drum, shakes the foundations
Grips you like lightning, heart palpitations
All warriors to the center, time to be painted
No cameras allowed, lest the spirit be tainted
Grammas and aunties breathing sighs of relief,
Finally…reinforcements, these young ones believe
Enter the war cry and the LILILILILI, inexplicable spirit-the song we sing
Depths of our souls; powers of the earth we bring
Chills down our spines, we’re ready, for whatever may be
Feeling the power; our souls knowing the commitment
Even when we didn’t know, we knew that we missed it
We are not terrorists and we are not resistant
We are compassionate and loving, undying persistence…READ THE REST HERE:  http://www.lastrealindians.com/2012/06/01/the-movement-is-still-strong/

The Movement is Still Strong, By: Chase Iron Eyes

The movement is still strong, it never died

No more uncles in despair, thinking “at least we tried”

The power of the drum, shakes the foundations

Grips you like lightning, heart palpitations

All warriors to the center, time to be painted

No cameras allowed, lest the spirit be tainted

Grammas and aunties breathing sighs of relief,

Finally…reinforcements, these young ones believe

Enter the war cry and the LILILILILI, inexplicable spirit-the song we sing

Depths of our souls; powers of the earth we bring

Chills down our spines, we’re ready, for whatever may be

Feeling the power; our souls knowing the commitment

Even when we didn’t know, we knew that we missed it

We are not terrorists and we are not resistant

We are compassionate and loving, undying persistence…READ THE REST HERE:  http://www.lastrealindians.com/2012/06/01/the-movement-is-still-strong/

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fyeahindigenousfashion:

steam-bent wood bracelet (raven), Steve Smith (Kwakwaka’wakw)

fyeahindigenousfashion:

steam-bent wood bracelet (raven), Steve Smith (Kwakwaka’wakw)

(via vernicq)

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emoryloves:

I walked into my Kukom’s house and it smelled like weed, but she was just burning sweetgrass.

emoryloves:

I walked into my Kukom’s house and it smelled like weed, but she was just burning sweetgrass.

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Yellow Thunder Camp, 1980

Yellow Thunder Camp, 1980

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jalwhite:

Diana Fletcher was of African and Seminole heritage by blood but was raised primarily by her African father and her Kiowa step mother. Fletcher’s paternal grandparents were born Free in Africa but Fletcher’s father was born into slavery in Virginia. As a child he was sold to a white master in Florida but he eventually ran away and lived with the Seminole people, who also kept him in some form of bondage. Eventually he married Diana Fletcher’s mother, a Seminole woman, but she died during their forced removal (Trail of Tears) to Oklahoma. In Indian Territory, Fletcher’s father remarried and his Kiowa wife taught Diana Fletcher in the Kiowa tradition. She is remembered for having been very knowledgeable and talented in Kiowa arts and crafts - particularly sewing and basket weaving. 
Here is one source - there are better ones out there though I just don’t have access to them at the moment.

jalwhite:

Diana Fletcher was of African and Seminole heritage by blood but was raised primarily by her African father and her Kiowa step mother. Fletcher’s paternal grandparents were born Free in Africa but Fletcher’s father was born into slavery in Virginia. As a child he was sold to a white master in Florida but he eventually ran away and lived with the Seminole people, who also kept him in some form of bondage. Eventually he married Diana Fletcher’s mother, a Seminole woman, but she died during their forced removal (Trail of Tears) to Oklahoma. In Indian Territory, Fletcher’s father remarried and his Kiowa wife taught Diana Fletcher in the Kiowa tradition. She is remembered for having been very knowledgeable and talented in Kiowa arts and crafts - particularly sewing and basket weaving. 

Here is one source - there are better ones out there though I just don’t have access to them at the moment.

(Source: awolgina)

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(Source: teenagesewage)

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…Our Blessed Lady of Apache…sees, knows & protects all(black aerosol on white cardboard)   (Source:  Apache Skateboards)

…Our Blessed Lady of Apache…

sees, knows & protects all

(black aerosol on white cardboard)   (Source:  Apache Skateboards)

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roadmovies:

Buddy Red Bow: You tell everybody fairy stories.  
Philbert Bono: The stories of our ancestors. How they solved problems. Often the problems never change. Nor the people.
Buddy Red Bow: Yeah, well it’s just too bad those stories don’t tell us how to keep our reservations from turning into sewers.  
Philbert Bono: But they do. 

roadmovies:

Buddy Red Bow: You tell everybody fairy stories.  

Philbert Bono: The stories of our ancestors. How they solved problems. Often the problems never change. Nor the people.

Buddy Red Bow: Yeah, well it’s just too bad those stories don’t tell us how to keep our reservations from turning into sewers.  

Philbert Bono: But they do. 

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