As reported by Channel 3- Chattanooga news, my little neighbor and friend Gracie who used to live at her great granny Fae's (my next door neighbor who sadly passed away a couple years ago. ) got on prime time local news!! She won homecoming queen at school and asked Matthew, whose severely autistic to be Homecoming King.
I'm so proud of Gracie and all the kids at the school this video makes me cry (smdh). This is how schools should teach their students. Btw, Gracie has had a horrible childhood, her mother is a crazed meth head (literally the bitch is insane) , and never took care of her, which is why Gracie (and her brother Payton) stayed with Fae where she learned to take care of all Fae's animals and she'd come to visit me alot, she helped me rescue several kittens/cats, a rooster and a turkey.
I never get to see my own grandkids so I loved having Gracie and Payton around. I haven't seen them since their great granny died.
News video by https://www.wrcbtv.com/
The Birdman and Jim Tom hang out on Jim Tom's porch. Birdman talks about "the little people", how they can help you and eventually turn on you.
Cherokee legends that are rarely recorded, from Still Making Moonshine.
Donnie Laws tells a story in the Appalachia's of Indian Ghosts Guarding a farm field long ago next to Norris Lake in East Tennessee.
What I find so interesting about this story is in January 2012 the 2nd or 3rd day after my arrival to my house in the Great Smokey mountains, I was unpacking and setting up house and I heard someone playing the Native American flute out in the back, so I went to the back door and looked to see who was playing it and back by the woods that go up the mountain behind my house, I saw standing at the forest's edge an Indian brave playing the flute.
I thought to myself "AWESOME. I've got Cherokee neighbors!" so I walked over to where he stood to introduce myself and tell him his playing was beautiful, but when I got to where he stood he was gone. Where I had seen him standing I found a narrow path hidden by the thick brush in front of it and all around, then I heard the flute again further along the path in the woods, so I followed the path and the flute music thru the forest.
Pretty soon I saw him a ways in front of me sitting on a large boulder playing his flute, as if he was waiting for me, so I ran over to him, but when I got there he was gone , again I heard his flute further ahead up the mountain. The path went up a small but steep hill covered in dust and rocks, I climbed it with some difficulty and followed the narrow path thru the woods, I saw him further up sitting on a big fallen tree and again ran over to him, and again he was gone. I found myself standing in a really wide path, a path big enough to put 3 trucks in side by side, surrounded on either side by massive old trees and thick brush and it appeared to go all the way to the top of the mountain on a steep incline. it was wild as if very few humans ever bothered with it anymore, the path was kept up by rain waters rushing down which left rocks and holes along the path.
I followed the wide path up the mountain for a ways, I never heard the flute or seen the man again, but as I walked along I saw faces of destraught sorrowful Cherokee, men, women and children, and heard them crying in sorrow, I felt them beside me, all around me, marching up the steep mountain worn out, sick, heart broken and white men on horses hollering and beating them to go faster up the mountain, I saw wagons being pulled along up the path, I heard the clanging of the wooden wheels on the rocks, the poor mules half dead trying to pull the weight up the steep incline. I was overcome with heart breaking, soul peircing sorrow. so much so all I could do was fall to my knees and sob. as if I had just lost my most beloved.
I have been walking that path regularly since, it was always abandoned, like my secret place, all my own but then a couple years went by and one day on a walk I saw someone had put up signs on the trees along it, that said Trail of Tears, historical path US Gov. . apparently the US gov decided to aknowledge and mark it.
side one:
Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is a Season) 0:00
It Won’t Be Wrong 3:41
Set You Free This Time 5:45
Lay Down Your Weary Tune 8:40
He Was a Friend of Mine 12:16
side two:
The World Turns All Around Her 14:48
Satisfied Mind 17:05
If You’re Gone 19:30
The Times They Are a-Changin’ 22:20
Wait and See 24:43
Oh! Susannah 27:08
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IMPORTANT information for all y'all who live in Tennessee!
FEMA Camps coming to the state of Tennessee?
The Prepping Preacher takes a look at the latest Executive Order #83 from Gov. Lee. It is way too arbitrary and shreds both the state and country's Constitution.
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Welcome to the Grand illusion
Come on in and see what's happening
Pay the price, get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star
But don't be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They show you photographs of how your life should be
But they're just someone else's fantasy
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because you never win the game
Just remember that it's a Grand illusion
'Cause deep inside we're all the same
We're all the same...
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made
Just remember that it's a Grand illusion
And deep inside we're all the same
America spells competition
Join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car
Someday soon we'll stop to ponder
What on Earth's this spell we're under
We made the grade and still we wonder
Who the hell we are
Universal Music Group
The Grand Illusion · Styx
The Grand Illusion
℗ 1977 UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 1977-01-01
Producer: Styx
Composer Lyricist: Dennis De Young