GREETINGS BABA MARCUS,

RASPECT for your ILLAful reasonings and the truths therein.

I woke up this morning in time to catch the most beautiful sunrise and opened up all the blinds and curtains to let it into the house. The many birds were talking as they always do to one another. The trees were whispering in the gentle breeze.In the changing of the seasons leaves on the european are starting to turn colour and fall. the grasses and plants shone brightly in reflecting the extreme orange, red, gold and blue of the morning colours'
BUT despite these moments of relative peace INI can never forget that whilst "they", the europeans chop down the trees, "beautify" the landscape, destroy what is left, evidence of my original people, their blood still cries out from the soil into which it was spilt.
There cannot be any real rest until all reparations are addressed and acted upon. Their spirits then will only cease from crying out.
You are right.
Particularly the youth have to be told the truth as in denial their future is only schisms, a loss of identity which leads them further away into the european world which offers them nothing but heartache, sex, drugs, alchohol. A further removal of culture, stories,the truth of who InI are.

Judah