NashaTavorah's blog: "Nashas Thoughts"

to my very good friend little bear...I will miss you sorely...it has been almost one year since the day the drunk driver ran you down....and well my friend I for one am happy to have known you and your people...I thank you for the time we shared as well as the friendship...the Black foot lost a good man that night...and once more the white man got away with it....let go on a technicality....free to do it again while you roam unable to rest because justice was not done.So to you Little Bear I raise my glass and pass my pipe around the circle....you are gone from this earthly world my brother....but you will never be forgotten. to the readers of this I thank you for your time....if not your patience...I wish you all the happiest of holidays...mine are forever ruined for my friend and brother Little bear was run down on his way to my home on christmas day 2005....carrying the gifts he had made for my children.Little Bear...Friend,Brother,story teller,father,husband,and tribal medicine man.....I weep for you while remembering the day I found you upon the road dead...and I sing for you the songs you taught my family and I...you will never be forgotten,My promise to you is I will never rest until I find a way to render justice upon the man who ran you down. Tis a cruel fate that took you away so very young...and a crueler one that lets a man who runs another over and does not even stop to get away with murder.Perhaps one day the world will change and Justice will be a thing that actually means something...this is something I pray for...but like most prayers it goes either unanswered or unheard.Happy winter Little Bear....May the season be kind...and know that your children now live with their mother in my home,with my children and my wife.Goodbye My Brother.

I have been sitting here tryinfg to think of something insightful to write and I have failed.....so random thought time!!! Ever notice how it is the innorant who talk the most shit about any given topic? ever care wether or not it is butter? Ever notice that those who are persecuted are the ones the government fears? Have you ever really stopped and helped a total stranger? Ever told a friend the "honest truth" only to discover they would rather you had lied? News flash Elvis is Dead! Keith Richards only looks like he is dead. Ever notice how some of the greatest minds the planet has ever seen go entirely unnoticed? (Henry Rollins) I rest my case.Ever notice that it is easier for a clown to hail a cab than it is for a black person to hail a cab? Ever notice that George bush pronounces terrorism like its a three syllable word? These are just some of the random thoughts and questions currently rolling around in the infinte exspanse of my mind. Again I thank you the reader of this writing for your time....if not your patience.

In all honesty I know not what I am about to write....words come and go like the tide.I never understand why I write the things I write,all I know is that it is what I need to say.My mind is constantly working,no amount of booze or other things shuts it down,I can nolonger even rely upon the sweet oblivion of sleep as thoughts that are not dreams asssault me even there.My love of the english language is second only to my need to create things I think beautiful....and hopefully make some sort of sense to someone other than myself.In all sincerity I know not why you the person sitting on the other side of the screen are still reading this.....but I will continue to write my thoughts and express my dark visions for all to see.I thank you the reader for your time...if not your patience.

I sit here and stare into the darkness that is the soul and wonder why it is that so few ever look inside of themselves.So few people ever take the time,and it seems to me that if they did they would know more about themselves and theirfore be better informed.Yet this is not how the world seems to work,It seems that Most would rather turn a blind eye to their immediate surroundings and surround themselves in an insulating layer of white noise.Perhaps this helps them cope with their pathetic existence.I tend to look inside of Me on a regular basis just to stay in touch with my inner self.True it is a dark and scary place but I know the owner and he's always happy to see me....always says the same cheesy line when I leave..."remember its just like motel 6...we'll leave a light on for ya." Have a Gothy day!!!!

the problem with racisim on australian beeches is everyones already brown or tan....so who do I hit....these were words spoken on the ronnie johns half hour comedy show,My question for this ronnie person is this...why are you such a wanker?ok now lets throw some information out there that IS useful and that you neo nazi assholes can go nuts over.....little tip Christ was a Jewish Man born in the middle east....so He was not white.He's Brown....and oh yeah you jack boot wearing idiots need to remember this as well....no matter how pure you think your white bloodline is,Life began on the continent of Africa....also Brown.so guess wht my mellinenly challenged friends,your idol ....adolf....he was half jewish....again Brown.I am so sick of you fools...ya needed this reality check and I for one who happens to be of mixed heritage....(thats right half my family is Brown)...am most exceedingly happy to give it to you. Have a Gothy day!!!

Ever notice that most of the people who are against abortion are people you wouldn't fuck in the first place? Ever notice that people want honesty in politics....even though they dfamn well know the system would fuckin collapse if decency and honesty were ever made a REAL part of the electorial process.And why is it that I who am an edumacated person of qualities that most would at least admire cannot seem to make people realize that I hate humanity in general and I merely wait til the day Mother earth shakes us of like a bad case of fleas? I am Goth.....maybe thats it. I refuse to conform to the materialistic values of the modern world and remain an individual. Like my brothers and sisters of the darkness,we observe the people and their ways and laugh as the "cheese" they try to "find" stays just out of their reach. They keep running and trying to keep up with the next cubicle dweller. Only at the end of their sad and pathetic existence they lament the things they never seemed to have the time to do. Yet I who live for the moment and in the moment gets looked down upon......until these fools are dyin then they wish they could have lived like me. Oh well sux to be them! May they die sad pathetic and utterly alone. Me I will live on and on occasion lament their passing as I am sittin in the dark in places they only wish they had gone to.