hello lovers,
well, what a month and a half it's been. i'm extremely exhausted, but each day brings a new adventure and so i must go for it.
below is the remaining building from st. george's residential school in lytton, bc, or rather, in the heart of N'laka pamux territory, the bastards put these buildings in the heart of every territory, making a loud statement. we are here to destroy you fucken indians. little did the arrogant bastards know that we would outpace, outlive, and survive and thrive beyond their cold, icy death grip.
the church is intimidating. imagine how much it must have been for the kids that went there? my mother and father went there. what a fucked up place. it seethed evil. all the windows were smashed out. and board up obviously. my friend cease and i went there, and we walked around taking photos while i blabbed about the place and we went up those stair in the back to a pair of red doors. i pushed on them and knew instantly i could have gave it a good push one hard kick and gotten into that building.
but, a cooler head prevailed and given the fact i had to pick up my kids later that day, i didn't want to be releasing anything unto me or the world. who knows how many spirits are locked up in that fucking building. the photo inside the church, which was creepy enough, was taken in the hole where the doorknob once was. i wanted to smash this building, to burn it down, to laugh as i was doing it, but i used every bit of strength i had and didn't.
the other photos are from in and around lytton, bc.
i realized on this trip that n'kemcin, really meant, where my rivers mix, or kumcheen. and kevin loring turned it into a play, called, "where the blood mixes."
i also got to hang out with kevin and renae morrisseau, as well as ronnie dean harris during this trip, which i think was a long time coming. it was a intense trip, one i needed to make.
until next time lovers,
build the flames ever higher, don't be afraid of hell, hate, love or death. life is too short.
cb
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