my life used to be plain and simple(boring). that was until i went to an indian gathering(similar to pow wow but real) the day was simple,they had a few health booth's and a few food area's with native fry bread and bufallo, beans, and homemade tortilla's plus women making wawish(like tofu but made from acorns) until night fall. the general public left and all that remained were native decendant people's. the fire was built and the ground cleared of any sharp objects such as rocks, sticks or glass. the chairman(chief) spoke to his people and with a strong tone anounced to the new comers to turn off your electronics,no camera's,cellphones or camcorders "this is not disneyland" he yelled please do this or you will be asked to leave he said. that said he explained that the evening would be one of spiritual healing and that there was a strong possibility of the spirits taking part in the ritual and to not fear the experience. he also explained that if a spirit made contact it would show you the meaning of your life and that it would be different with everyone participating. well the dance started with four very talented shamens dressed in bear furs and not much else barely standing acting like they were on some sort of drug. they looked and acted just like bears. then the bird singers and the drummers started they're chants and the dancing around the fire began. before too long people started to join the dance. the dance circle grew bigger and bigger and before i knew what was happening i found myself a part of the dance going round and round. i could feel myself loseing my body the more i danced. after a while i lost myself completely and was indeed visited by a nameless,faceless soul from whom knew everything about my life,past and nature of being. it explained that my purpose in this life was to bring groups from different backgrounds together and to treat them with the same kindness and respect as i would my own family. it said that i would have no trouble finding a way to discover groups of people of similar interest's to complete my task. after a few hours which seemed like a few minutes i found myself sitting down in an empty field nearby were the event took place slightly disoriented. the next day i started looking for groups on the internet and i quickly found out that the largest groups i could find were focused on groups of friends being pirates at ren fairs. i discovered the persona at a renaisance fair in los angelos a few years ago and have found many more since.i have found that pirate groups are not only big in nature but also growing at an excelerated rate. my goal now is to meet as many brotherine as possible and hopefully bring a few groups together that might not of meet under normal curcumstances. this story continues every day and every event i attend.
Ahoy, Mate... I must admit my familiarity with barkers.....I be an armourer for a group in Oregon B.O.O.M. (Brotherhood Of Oceanic Mercinaries). In me arms locker, I lovingly secret away several little beauties that bring joy to me heart. Thank ya fur that compliment of sight since this old tar needs lense support to make out faces let alone distant targets of ships beyond 1/8 league. Harrrrrrr.... When ya charge that little beauty, grasp her with a lovingly firm grip (ifin ya enjoys the excitement of over 110 grains)...she'll announce your intentions with due authority! Snoggers!!!!!
Ahoy, Reekin' Jake, me salty tar.....would that be an Elliott's light dragoon you be totin' around thar? Is that an Enlish heavy dragoon....o'course, I might be way off course and drinkin' bilge brandy.....she look's like a fine piece none the matter.....
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