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injunboy 01-25-2005 05:45 PM

read this or else
tomorrow it all begins. im gonna start writing some junk in here for you all to read. feel free to respond in any way. its kinda like a journal and a place for me to write. so starting weds. come back.

*Brown Eyed Gurl* 01-26-2005 01:59 AM

Hmm....gonna keep us in Suspense?

drinkingfromysaucer2 01-26-2005 03:34 AM

ok, hi

~Journey~ 01-26-2005 07:42 AM

Cool! all nosey and stuff!

Oh! Happy Hump Day

middle of the sky 01-26-2005 10:33 AM


Originally Posted by injunboy
tomorrow it all begins. im gonna start writing some junk in here for you all to read. feel free to respond in any way. its kinda like a journal and a place for me to write. so starting weds. come back.

or else what? ....im waiting.... *tapping foot*

WocusWoman 01-26-2005 12:07 PM

OK, finally read it, what's next???? Hurring up, I have to drive kids to school!

injunboy 01-26-2005 05:38 PM

it was three o clock some november night. the fire was blazing. a pepsi stood next to my right foot. the rest i dont remember cause you see my eyes were they were shut tight. i was in a ceremony. i was asleep, but i was there. i was thinking about my dancing, i was some warrior in a fist fight, i was home, i had hoop dreams in my dreams, i remember when i first made a gurl sweat, i remembered roping a steer and killing a deer and even when i went to war. these things i thought of. secretly, i wished them upon my cousins little boy. cause if she knew surely i would be banished to the depths of hell. so silently *i wished my life upon him* which is kinda cool and sad at the same time.

middle of the sky 01-26-2005 05:43 PM

wow..thats kewl... are in a creative writing class or something? or is this your actual thoughts? paul is maing some kind of creative writing thread or contest...i hope soon...

WocusWoman 01-26-2005 05:44 PM

OK Injunboy, what you smoken' today!

injunboy 01-26-2005 05:49 PM

i wiped mudd on my face to distract myself. okay its just a metaphor, but thats how i felt. she wanted to play dirty and i was prepared for this imaginary war. she didnt go ballistic, she went judicial. i started off fighting off my own sterotype when she flung that restraining order at me. me, i didnt fling anything back. that was her game/life. it would have given her satisfaction knowing i was part of it. instead i took my words and lived my life. it was that simple. years ago, i left my life when i moved in with her and her family. a matress and daily portions of potatos. we slept on the floor. i was content just to be alive next to her. material wise things got better and thats all i can say. it took some tears but i put my pride aside and thats how i won. thats right dammit! my family it took sometime - but they finally understood. today i can honestly say, i can walk right by that gurl and not even know.

WocusWoman 01-26-2005 05:54 PM

Gee your deep injunboy, my kids get out of school soon, but I'll be back later and expect to see more writing out of ya'.

injunboy 01-27-2005 05:52 PM

indians love to go to the cities. the two main groups would be the ones who go there to blow their paycheck and the ones who go there to make one. its not that defining because there are exceptions. to indians its kinda like a great frontier that needs to be conquered, but only in reverse. i can understand that having grown up on the rez. im real familar with the elements, my surroundings, and animals. so seeing the big lights presented certain challenge to me. kinda like if john wayne had a vision as he rode out into the country. ive noticed theres a certain ying-yang effect to all thiscity folk dabble out here on weekends and vacations. some even move here to get the full effect. alittle nutty, but im sure it recipricates when they see me in the suburbs. ill admit it i was the latter for awhile. now im in transition. *a transitionial indian.* i love home depot, but im not going to move because of it. hooters, another great place. if i could subsist on hot wings id give it a try. the city life was a challenge way back when. today i feel i conquered it. im not positive how traffic, crime, smog and that other stuff appealed to me, but it did. i enjoyed the excesses of city life, but from out here thats still possible. and im okay with that

injunboy 01-27-2005 05:58 PM

hello miss no attention span. im mister no depth perception. im glad i ran into you. how are you today? anyways, i wish there was a way we could hook up under 15 seconds. so just blink your eyes if you want to. try not to rub your lips on my face okay? yeah, im talking to you, and why are you standing way over there? oh-okay, see you later dont be a stanger..!!

injunboy 01-28-2005 06:07 PM

hey yall, i forgot my little notebook, catch me tomorrow and ill have a cheap story for you..... hmmm maybe two, one for sunday..

injunboy 01-28-2005 06:30 PM

i dont listen to all elders. and I'm okay with that. the ones who tell me I'm living the wrong way or act better than thou! these elders were worst offenders when they were my age, I won't turn my back. but their words go in one ear and out the other. show me, then tell me the hows and whys or even how you came to know it. because usually theres something funny attached to it. an elder who is honest and up front will always have my ear. because its real entertainment! or the quick stories on why somebody may act a certain way. its totally unnessasary and based on nothing, but it shows the thought process, some of their teachings, traditions, and humor or lack of it. That's the important part, like say, if a grandma said " me and my sisters were pretty normal when we were small but when we started dating my younger sister had a thing for apaches. that all she wanted first she would expose hereself then play hard to get. then one day our family hopped in the wagon and went to a navajo wedding. turns out our dad sold her to her husband now. They had a lot of kids and stuff, but always slept in different houses. I think she perferred it that way in case an apache ever walked by.

injunboy 02-01-2005 05:56 PM

mila, she was either a crack or a seam in every ndn's mans heart. one revolution. thats what my heart did some friday night. to be continued...

middle of the sky 02-02-2005 01:12 AM

thats beautiful

injunboy 02-03-2005 05:49 PM

the largest sunset i've ever seen happened right over there. in probably their last voyage in a canoe, my aunt with husband, paddled out of view. there wasn't a clear line where the sky met the water and I don't think they cared. and so just like that, that whole *thing* had ended. kinda like when mario andretti took his last lap, or when billy the kid took his last shot. or maybe it was more. i don't wanna make an anthill out of a molehill *or which evers bigger.* but being ojibwe and not crossing water anymore is pretty significant. I wanted to sing a song, i wanted to put some tobacco down, i wanted to run... all these things that i felt i had to do. maybe it was just a moment or some procrastination, but i didn't do anything. I didn't sing, I didn't run, I just watched the sun go down. so with the absense of emotion and the absense of gravity, red poured into blue, blue consumed the night. the sun struggled and the stars shined bright. i realized then the continuation in my family. something didnt end, for my people, for my family, for me, i'll just call it the beginning, the beginning of me....

injunboy 02-07-2005 05:53 PM

i lost a few pounds. i felt it in my bones when i stood up. it was a mystery, but i felt like rolling around. i slurped some junk from my lips and wiped it on my belly. i wanted something buttery, or something cheesy. it was that time again time to feed i looked on the floor, i looked around me, but nothing satisfied me. i felt the need for a burger, a burger with some gravy. nothing was too greasy i ate some juicy pork chops and washed it all down with a bottle of crisco.*nothing gets me past a sticking point like crisco* at that point i realized me. "man just look at me" so i just drank water maybe i drank too much because i just felt fatter. i felt me, floating on me. i was stretched out and only getting wider. so i tried to imagine something juicier, something tastier to get past this hunger. then i remembered i had some bacon... *but thats all i had left* i didnt even bother to cook the damm thing. i just layed there and licked it. naked me and raw bacon! lick, lick, lick. i hate to be all me, me, me because none of this is about me. its mostly about a gurl. there i said it! i layed there in all my nastiness until the bitter end. finally, the image of her and what she had did, consumed mee.

injunboy 02-07-2005 06:03 PM

with wind in my hair the horse charged into the night. maybe we were chasing the sun, or maybe we just didnt care. it was that state of mind. i remember jumping a river, the trees they were a blurr. my horse leaned to the left and i leaned right. we ran and i laughed till i cried. moonlight dusted the clouds, distant mountains shifted as we cruised on by, starlight filled a canyon, and with one big jump we started to fly. i felt like a warrior with his big bow and arrow. i remember the wind as it flowed through my hair. flying and crying...? was i just a cheap warrior on a mission to no where?, blinded by lust, the beauty of a pretty ndn gurl... damm right! soon my pony started to slow. actually it was more like a donkey, and as for me, im not really a warrior im just a boy.

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