among our people in Tiskidequish is a solemn affair comming around eachseccond of november often this day a kiss of winters air. this day the living the dead to remember before the come of the fathers cheifs regal nobel and strong to their tasks little that bothers from their voices a holy song for our people who before us have treaded a candle lit to show we care and the way so nothing along their paths to be dreaded in their dormains laughter and singing their day,delay, dewey, behind the hills the sun goes down peoples voices united in praise together, candle glow adding sparkle to each his crown close of night-tide if it be clear or stormy weather another tigkidequish has come to a close to our homes we return forgetting a moment our ever present wises our loved ones understanding our care and concern. =*~~_ _ _ =*~~_ _ _

she gathers her intentions from the floor the cuts that she tries to () until _ keeps him chained to (the) her door. the letters that she writes she tries to pull him back in again her words fall to an endless well that cut him down to miserys mouth he only stares at the ink-less paper knowing that he cannot light her darkness anymore.the answer to that riddle is the cover of Knights in white satin,.. " i am not a body . I am free. For I am still as God created me." masonic prayer.when is a man a mason, when he can look at over the rivers the hills and the far horizon with a profound sense of his own little nest in th vast scheme of things get have faith hope and courage which is the root of every virtue when he knows that down in his heart every man is as nobel as divine as diabolical and as lovely as himself and seeks to know to forgive when he knows how to sympathize with their sorows yes even in their sins knowing that each man fights a hard fight against many odds when he has learned how to make friends and how to keep them and above all to keep friends with himself and how to love his fellow men when he loves flowers can hunt birds without a gun and feels a thrill of an old forgotten joy when he hears the laugh of a child when he knows how to pray how to love how to hope when he has kept faith; faith with himself with his god in his hard for a sword for evil in heart a bit of a song glad to live but not afraid to die such a man has found the only secret of masonory and the secret it is trying to give to and the world.

gadadhar