Re means again and again. Genesis means the origin, the coming into being. The birth or to be born. Genesis=origin, beginning, creation, generation. Therefore, Re-Genesis is the Re-Birth. The Re-Creation and Re-generation. It is the death of my former self and the Re-Birth of my true self.
As you gorge yourself on flesh, sweets and bread... I hope you think of the so-called indians and the ruthless, vicious massacre of those beautiful, indigenous people. I hope you think of the pointless destruction and death... I hope that as you breathe in the aroma of that 'thanksgiving' feast, the smell of burnt flesh, the smell of sickness and death fills your nostrils... As you look around at the ones you love, I hope you see the faces of those who had their loved ones takenand were taken from their loved ones... As you stuff your mouth with stuffing and cranberry sauce, I hope the tears of the so-called indians make everything taste bitter. As you eat, I hope you feel unsatisfied. I hope their gnawing hunger eats at your stomach... I hope their pain fills your stomach so you can't eat even a tiny bite. I hope guilt weighs so heavily on you that DO eat, that as you tire from L-Tryptophan and all the carbohydrates building up in you, the guilt keeps you from sleeping... Instead of the laughter of your loved ones, I hope you hear the screams of those women and children being burned alive. I hope you hear the wailings and mournings... I hope you feel their agony and grief... And if you do happen to drift into a food induced slumber, I hope that your mind is filled with nightmarish visions of what the so-called indians went through. I hope the flames, the pain, the agony, the anguish, the death--I hope it all haunts your dreams. I hope that when you awaken, the visions cannot be shaken from your head... These sweet, beautiful, spiritual people who were slaughtered by pale devils so ruthlessly, so SAVAGELY...
These devils called them the savages, but who was (and is) the true savage? Then you have those who make excuses as to why they celebrate this day... People use the excuse "I'm just giving thanks". Well then choose your own day to do so. Set aside a day of your own and give thanks. Why use THIS day? DON'T use this day. You know what this day represents, yet to quell your conscience, to make yourself feel better, and/or to justify celebrating it, you use that pathetic excuse. Deep in your mind, you know how wrong it is... But you just refuse to let go of these unholy-days. "I just spend time with my family". So, you need THEM to tell you when to spend time with your family, when to be thankful, & when to enjoy your family? You need their designated days to come together?!? Are you so programmed?!?! How sad... That is it for this rant... But before I leave you, read the words of this Wampanoag. The town of Plymouth Rock has a Thanksgiving ceremony each year in remembrance of the first Thanksgiving--even to this day. One year, they actually had the audacity to ask this indigenous man to speak at their idiotic ceremony to mark the 350th anniversary of the Pilgrim's arrival:
"Today is a time of celebrating for you -- a time of looking back to the first days of white people in America . But it is not a time of celebratingfor me. It is with a heavy heart that I look back upon what happened to my People. When the Pilgrims arrived, we, the Wampanoags, welcomed them with open arms, little knowing that it was the beginning of the end. That before 50 years were to pass, the Wampanoag would no longer be a tribe. That we and other Indians living near the settlers would be killed by their guns or dead from diseases that we caught from them. Let us always remember, the Indian is and was just as human as the white people. Although our way of life is almost gone, we, the Wampanoags, still walk the lands of Massachusetts . What has happened cannot be changed. But today we work toward a better America , a more Indian America where people and nature once again are important."