"All My Friends, Are Indians"

 And here we go again. (title from 60s song) After a 1 year forced shut down. The federal and local governments. Almost in 'Lock Step', Shut Down. Nada, shut down all New Construction and who knows what else??? Stopped me dead in mt tracts, for projects. Having no trust in Private Money funded projects. I use the government, as much as I mistrust the gov., at anything else. I use the government to protect me. From Moraless and Soulless General Contractors. So after nothing to Bid for work. I'm finally going back to work. The City of Tempe project I 1st bid in January. Was stopped or put on hold. In February, as soon as the BS started. Here now in late September. The project was released for construction. Not a large project, just $110,000, with Change Orders. Having no employees, because of the lack of work to bid or hit. Now I need help, what in the Hell will I do???

As I've always said, 'you need "God" on your side, in Construction'. So many Bad things can happen!!! Employee injured, No Payment, weather, etc.. Here I am, guys that I trained, on J. P. Court Coolidge. I now can't afford, because I trained them so well. What shall I do, City of Tempe project officially starts. On the 24th of September. 1st call was to James, who has worked several "Times" before. His Navajo ass, has been an electrician for, 25 years. James said I got bad news for you. I will not be finishing, project at Lompoc N.A.S. SoCal. Until the 28th of September. James not knowing my 'Drop Dead date'. I said to James, 'there's a "God", perfect'. 'My project starts on the following Monday'. I've got my Project Foreman now. All I need now, is an apprentice electrician. So I call James's son Rudy, who has also worked for me also. Turns out, James other son Joseph. Is out of work. Called James to tell him, he wasn't aware of Joe's delima. Now I have father and son, on my project. I can concentrate on finding more projects. The Coolidge project with 2 hours travel  aday, too and from Coolidge. I was to tired to Bid new work, killed me. No more out of town electrical projects for me. 

So how did the Native Americans and me connection 1st happened. All started at Westwood High, Mesa Az.. The SRPMIC Rez of Native Americans. Were not allowed to attend Scottsdale School system. My sophomore years of HS, I rode the bus. As I would step around the corner of a classroom building. A short fat Pima kid would tackle me, giggling. Not trying to hurt me. We became buds, waiting for the bus ride home. Then as I became an electrician on larger electrical projects. The Native American electricians that worked for other contractors. Would always come to me, with electrical  questions. Never wanting to ask those they work for. In fear of being Mocked for not knowing. To where I would help them without Mocking them. My son the electrical contractor, is married to a Navajo girl from New Mexico. When I by Fate found 'The Stone'. It was a Navajo helper, hitting a U/G waterline. That led to finding 'The Stone'. Then the Hopi connection, because of 'The Stone'. 

You cannot plan this out. Why I say, 'how much control over your own life. Do you really have'??? 'Those Above', I call it, direct much of your life. The "Alien" part of your Life. You can feel, but never touch or feel. Have directed my Life Path. After I struggled so badly with, on my own Life. Never knowing who I am, or where I came from. 73 years old and just who are my parents??? While all these Native American connections keep on happening. Lonnie and Patrich over 20+ years ago. When I walked into Old Oraibi, with the pic of 'The Stone'. Lonnie and Patrick were convinced, I was Pahana the Hopi "God" returning. Afterall, I'd Arrived from the East. With my long Blond Locks and the Pic of 'The Stone'!!! Lonnie and Patrick truly believing mankind was in, 'Hopi End Times'. End of 'Hopi 4th World'. "Time" for the return of 'Pahana'. And I waltz in. Patrick Lanza great grandfather was a Chief of Old Oraibi. So you see the connections. I was immediately (after 3 hour meeting with elders of Old Oraibi.) invited to come live. With with my Hopi brothers on Old Oraibi. Then 911 happened right on que by the powers. My work had stopped and with it. My visits to Hopi. After things settled down. I returned to Old Oraibi, to find Lonnie and Patrick. Found Lonnie, he asked what happened and that Patrick had passed. The 'Spiders came up from the floor' and Killed Patrick. Lonnie told me, that things went wrong at a Kachina Dance. I guess some sort of punishment from the Hopi "Gods". I'll never know all Hopi. 

So now, one Leg stuck in Hopi. And one leg, stuck in this New Reality. To where everyone knows, somethings about to happen. But just what??? To me it's a Masonic Ritual, removal of the Past. As long as I'm free to travel and forage for food. This is having little effect on me. My mind is Free from stress of the presence. How many can say this. Was this all due to my Hopi connection? Giving me some Peace of Mind, about who I am. Hopi past knowledge, helps keeps me well Grounded in my own Reality. While all those around, live in Fear of Nothing. I'm a 'Child of "God", while those around me living in total fear. Are children of the "God" TV, ensuring an early Death. From Diet and Lifestyles. Moraless and Lifeless. Spiritually Dead, from the "God' TV. Just why are all my Friends Indians???

"God" bless on this Sunday afternoon, may you have sweet dreams and soft landings.

bye