The Gathering Storm and the Panther.

Und so Weiter.

Alex C. Muñoz

It was a yellow and black butterfly near Zar’s family property on Guam who first warned me. 10 years later in Colorado a black and gold butterfly repeated the same warning . The warning. That metamorphosis is neither pain-free or painless. I am an obsidian Black panther with long elegant bright white wings given to me by a Kingly American Bald Eagle in Hoopa California. My eyes are sapphire blue and I can see from very long distances because they were given to me by a beautiful elegant hawk who soars effortlessly over the stunningly colorful Southwest Colorado landscape. She generously gave me 3 eyes. I told her I only needed two, but she insisted on giving me three. Around my neck is a glowing bright white Sinahi, it fell from the sky and landed before my feet while I was visiting my family’s property on Guahan. It landed gently…

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The Gathering Storm and the Panther.

It was a yellow and black butterfly near Zar’s family property on Guam who first warned me. 10 years later in Colorado a black and gold butterfly repeated the same warning . The warning. That metamorphosis is neither pain-free or painless. I am an obsidian Black panther with long elegant bright white wings given to me by a Kingly American Bald Eagle in Hoopa California. My eyes are sapphire blue and I can see from very long distances because they were given to me by a beautiful and noble  hawk who soars effortlessly over the stunningly colorful Southwest Colorado landscape. She generously gave me 3 eyes. I told her I only needed two, but she insisted on giving me three. Around my neck is a glowing bright white Sinahi, it fell from the sky and landed before my feet while I was visiting my family’s property on Guahan. It landed gently, in the exact place where I last saw Nana. I looked up to the sky and thanked her for it as I placed it around my neck. When I walked through that raging fire storm I felt numb. I felt nothing and thought that perhaps, I became a zombie. I told this mischievous medicine man named Jennings about it and he explained to me that I was not numb, but rather I was protected. When I left the medicine man I met a reluctant free angel who showed me the power and beauty of the mountains in New Mexico. I am flying through the bitterly cold dark winter sky now . The thoughtful and caring Creator made a special bright blue star in the shape of a fish to guide me, so that I do not lose my way. The color of the star is akin to the beautiful Pacific turquoise waters surrounding the enchanting Mariana islands. While flying through the toxified air over North America, I began to have difficulty breathing. Out of no where my grandma appeared to me. She handed me an oval shaped piece of soft Portuguese flannel. She gently placed it over my snout to filter out the dirty air. When she left she waved good bye and I cried. A purple Prince once told me he “saw the future and it worked.” But the future I see is both shapeless and a formless, and loaded with confusing ambivalence. My Currandera warned me. Warned me that when I received my third eye, I would see things that would trouble me deeply. She foretold my encounter with Jenning the medicine man. When I first met him I had my doubts. My mind reversed when I saw him heal the badly injured left shoulder of my little brother. Later that same day I met a Bear near Durango who gave me a Louder Growl. I politely declined his growl, but he told me that I would need it. As I continue to fly over the Main Land, I look down and I see vivid orange hot lava flowing angrily in every direction, forming complicated spider weblike patterns. I cannot decipher the writing on the smoldering landscape. I do not understand the meaning …the secretly coded message, so I look to the fish shaped blue star. It’s glow grows brighter so I growl loud like my Bear friend and the thunder claps for me. Thunder’s applause energizes me. My ancestors blow feathery whispers in to my cold ears. They tell me to “keep going.” And to “grow strong”. And so I do, because a STORM is coming. And it’s going to be a bitter and epic STORM. I am a three eyed  Eagle winged black panther with no name, and I am blessed to have so many loyal , loving and devoted friends.

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Der Amerikanischer im Berlin

Over 100,000 Berliners are prepared to welcome and cheer President Obama when he gives his farewell speech. Sadly, as in 2008, I arrive in Berlin shortly after his visit. Schade und Verflixt! Word is that Angela Merkel is completely MORTIFIED by a Trump Presidency. What a class act President Obama has been. He is tutoring and mentoring the inexperienced President Elect Trump. This is the first time in US History, that Americans have elected a President with no previous experience in Government or in the armed services. Last week thousands of Berliners took to the streets and protested Trump’s proposed policies. The dominant theme of the Berlin protests was UNTRUMP THE WORLD. I arrive in Berlin next week, and look forward to being interviewed by a major German Newspaper and Berlin Radio station about the current instability and strife we are experiencing in our great Nation. I’m really looking forward to it. I will follow our President’s example and embrace grace, compassion and hope when I share my perspective. I am so grateful that we have had such a great President who inspires us all to be our best. He is an unmatchable ROLE MODEL for us all. Berlin is a very progressive city, and Germans are not trapped in myopia. They are not a geocentric people. A Trump supporter yesterday demanded that I leave the country after I expressed my deep concerns regarding Bannon and Bolton. What a mistake to leave our country during a time when we are most needed. The world certainly has changed since last Tuesday. Ich werde spass machen……now Obama’s message of HOPE resonates much stronger than in 2008.161116-obama-0435_e3a298eb9bf665aad00d238a5d4fe924-nbcnews-ux-320-320

Dear ” WE THE PEOPLE”

Dear WE THE PEOPLE. There is a HUGE difference between the Spirit of ’76 and the Spirit of 2016. Connect the dots, and you will see a vivid and troubling trajectory. We need to pay very close attention. Trump recruited key staff member Steve Bannon to advise him on domestic policy. Bannon has clear and frightening ties to the KKK and other White Supremacy groups. On the air he once said ” We need to bitch slap all the Republican women, and get them to fall into line, and join our side.” There is no place for people like him in our White House. And he is also within close proximity of Mr. Trump 24/7. Trump is considering selecting John ” BOMB Iran” Bolton who wanted to bomb Iran 6 years ago. Again, the ironic reverb, because Trump repeatedly said he is against war in the Middle East. On 11.9 in 1989 the Berlin Wall came down. The entire free world cheered. Celebrating the destruction of an oppressive wall which divided people. And on 11.9 in 2016 Trump repeated his promise to build a wall. I have been to several schools in low income areas across our great nation. Elementary school students do not have proper desks and their tattered and torn books are over 30 years old. There are over 35 students cramped up into undersized class rooms, and the teachers are weary and worn out. Some of the class rooms do not even have heat. And Trump wants to spend money on a wall? Trump is considering building a double sided electric fence around the White House. Additionally he is ramping up to deport some of the Syrian refugees, most of whom are single mothers and children. What is next? Is he going to place a giant black cloak over the Statue of Liberty. France wants it back by the way. This fantasy notion of overturning the election, is just that. I do not believe it is a plausible pursuit. We need to accept the fact that the election is over, and the results, as difficult as they are too accept. We must. Americans are on the streets protesting Trump’s PROMISED policies. The direction he wants to take our country MUST be countered. Yesterday Trump made a personal call to a right wing radio show talk show host who said that Obama and Clinton are demons. Not figuratively, but literally. He said “they both smell of sulphur”. Can you believe people are talking like this in 2016? And even more troubling, Trump took the time to call him and thank him for his support. I was waiting to see who Mr. Trump would appoint. I was open. I clung to the single strand of hope in my soul…..perhaps, he would appoint some sharp and talented Cabinet members? But so far, the people on his list, simply buttress and amplify his agenda. A German colleague of mine called me last night and said. ” I feel sad for you, your country has grown dim.” I did not reply. ” Do you know anyone in Kalifornia who voted for Trump.” He asked. ” I know of two.” I told him. ” But I will not hate or demonize them.” The blame game never works. Did y’all know that over fifty former Americans who held high ranking Diplomatic positions just sent a letter to both Congress and the Senate, expressing that Trump’s proposed / proposed Foreign Policies are reckless , and dangerous, and will possibly lead to war? I’m hoping that level headed GOP Officials and the Dems will keep him in check. As we are now. We must.

 

 

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