Sunday, September 6, 2009

The Black Swamp Prophet speaks. Native American Shaman/Wind Walker Speaks of America

I'm part native-American, and thus unlike people of other heritage I am a REAL AMERICAN. You "Americans" who run corporations that steal votes or make bombs, you rich starving souls...

This is my cousin, related by 1/2 of our blood, yet I AM PURE WHITE. Do you really think I am just another old white man with money and college hats and a nice home? These things mean NOTHING to me. Nor would you believe my path - even I am amazed and miracles are what I do to entertain children of my faith and blood. Remember the movies? The Yoda and I are of the same spirit. The "force" in Star Wars? That is the air I breath. You believe and hope for a movie alien with pointy ears and watch him lift an aircraft with his mind... and you KNOW as I do this is NOT IMPOSSIBLE. Your own Buddhist Mystics do miracles for Ripley's Believe it Or Not, and your scientists (I am one, of sorts) IGNORE the truth, since it shows that we don't know ANYTHING beyond our limited scope of what we learn.

Here is a picture of my closest relative - although it is actually a friend who dressed up like him because WE EXIST and YOU KNOW THIS IS AN EXTRAORDINARY MAN. While the picture is of a man in makeup and a cousin THE REAL MAN EXISTS AND I AM HIS NEAR-TWIN.

But, my skin is white, my hair short, and my shoes are from Italy and my watch a Swiss Automatic that cost more then your car. Who am I? I'm all of you, with fancy things and a fat belly... but you forgot something. YOUR OWN BIBLE said the prophets and the lost souls of the final tribe of the old mankind - during the "End Days" for the money Popes and the Wage Slavers who drive Mercedes and go to funerals for dead sons of millionaires who jump to their deaths over a lost i-Phone.... Do you really wish to BE a rich person? Why?

I give money away... it is meaningless, except as a sacred way to say "I work, I produce, I can feed my family and my nation if I must." ANYTHING more then simple prosperity - anyone who thinks they deserve $1000 an hour while their janitor works harder for $6.25 and has the same human needs IS THE REASON THE LAST 100 YEARS HAVE DESTROYED YOUR CULTURE, THIS LAND AND ITS RESOURCES AND YOUR CHILDREN'S HOPES FOR PROSPERITY AND FREEDOM.

You better hope I am a true Prophet, because unless these things come to pass now, all our children will starve to death. The famine always follows times of feast and fattening - and I'm a damn Prophet and almost as fat as my friend John, who is like the laughing Buddha of Old except he eats raw meat and talks to dogs. The scary thing is - he's a madman, but HIS DOG CAN LISTEN AND TALK BACK.

Hunter S. Thompson wrote something and John is kind of a Hunter Thompson without the machine guns. He has a history of spectacular success, incredible failure and his disability papers said this (HE FRAMED IT) "During the periods when Mr. Hubertz needed to be institutionalized for his (bipolar) illness he expressed instability so profound that without exception he was incarcerated. Let me tell you - the scariest part about right now is that John, an actual Maniac, with a hypomanic bipolarity his Doctor is a bit leery of.... MAKES SO MUCH SENSE HE TEACHES US HOW TO INTERPRET EVENTS IN THE CONTEXT OF TRUTH.



I have returned from the death you thought you invoked when you took the sacred river Mother the great Maumee - Maumee Ohio means Great Mother River - it is the source of all life and we owned it.

We bought it from you with hard-won gold and timber, we warred with you till you promised it. Your Washington asked our help, and you promised. Your Jefferson passed it as law - and you promised in paper.

We held paper that you said meant a man could own the land. Our Shaman-Women laughed as they saw your foolish minds - acting like a sacred Mother the Earth could belong to the ants she allows to walk upon her sacred hill-breasts and suckle at the river-teats that are the origins of God.

And I - the wind and sky, saw my Mother/Wife happy - I was pleased but of course like all true men knew that peace and prosperity are like all things.... Birth gives Death, Fat gives Famine, and Peace beyond measure AS WAS FORETOLD by your man-Christ Jesus brought you to Armageddon and you laughed as your hope and future burned in your fires of limestone to make cement.

So - you began to take. First the knowledge of Alexander, you burnt the books. Then the hope of Change, you created an unholy alliance with the Rich Caesars and their corrupt and ignorant Senate.

You became criminal when together you burnt your own flesh - witches in Europe, and whole nations now lost. Where are the Mohican, where are the natives of Puerto Rico?

They died in your hell - yet did not perish.

This very day - September, 2009... the last Puerto Rican who tried to be FREE of your slavery and take back HIS home rots in an Indiana Federal Prison.

The companies that own and rule defied Clinton - and they revoked a Presidential Pardon because you see - he knew the truth. All of the others - over 200 of his freedom fighters, some who are dangerous and vile, they were freed.

Your United States of America lied thenn, apologized for killing and war and fake-trials in secret chambers called "grand" juries - and they took the people who wanted to vote and not starve to Indiana and Nebraska and New York. 70 of them died before the pardon and apology. The rest went home old and weak and still enslaved.

Puerto Rico and their CCCCCCCCC, Natives - the last tribe you thought to destroy, so few and so peaceful you already had their good land and fish, their bays for your factories their rivers to carry your gunboats and "land managers". Ask a Cherokee with her 52% unemployment, a Palm Beach Indio from whom YOU pay an attorney to protect SACRED LAND so valuable you must fight against the United States Attorney's office to prevent theft of the only good Indian land not yet seized. Have you kept your promises?

Perhaps a reminder of an insane man, General "Mad" Anthony Wayne, thousands of the worst criminals and cruelest soldiers, and a genocidal wasting so complete that the Treaty of Greenville - NOT EVEN TWO GENERATIONS from your "White Fathers" the men you know as General Washington and President Thomas Jefferson begged US to help them, to hold "your" land - now free of the native, that tiny freedom-place of 13 then 17 small poor village-States.... your Maine, your Connecticut, your Virginia and Carolina Statehouses and Election-Halls.

We cried for the game you slaughtered and did not like the look of the straight planter-row cuts in the earth, but your corn grew high, your children ran free... you used your guns with strength and could fell trees so rapidly we thought you had magic in the axe.

You smoked the sacred pipe and brought gifts that were like jewels that you could create with machines. Remember? Here is the saddest thing - you were in small groups or as men and women GOOD people. You were the new, we the old, with our 20,000 years of war within peace for pride and honor and blood, our Buffalo after we killed the old large ones. In that place you now call Paulding, Ohio three white men saw the last large one. Look it up - the Giant Sloth, a God-Bearer, as still as the trees it could tear apart as a boy could tear up a corn-stalk. WE killed them, because they stood 10 feet tall and their sloth-claws could gut a Brown Bear.

We used our weapons, our pride, and in the end your big cannon-guns sold to us by the black man and his new Detroit people. The big cannon-guns (muskets) is an example of WHY we became weak. WE are no better then YOU ARE NOW - we were old and weak and had lost our flames within. 20,000 years we held the Maumee as a sacred place. The old stories - your Adam and Eve, your birth of fire and glass, the flood and the great legends so old that they predate the lost people of technology.

Think about how long 100 years is. Go look for Arthur's round table or ANY physical evidence other then books of the Moorish Empire or the Celtic Faith. Knowledge comes and knowledge goes. Atlantis is real and is all verbal and written history - man knew how to make power and light, to move large stones and create weapons that were terrible. The earth is not stable nor does she always care... volcanoes are her children too. Does Mother Earth mourn for the buried city of Pompeii? NO. Vesuvius, a tiny one of her angry mountains, became a pool of fire and exploded. We must thank that mountain, because Pompeii was PRESERVED in that heat so fierce it melted people INTO molds of molten rock SO QUICKLY THAT THE OUTLINE OF THEIR SCREAMS AND THEIR HAIR, TEETH AND BONES were made into empty bubbles - burned so completely that you can make a perfect statue of a dying woman and child... when you fill the bubble of pain they died in with plaster.

What a terrible thing to think we are safe! NOTHING is above death or change.

The only eternity is the spirit and the truth. This has happened - and remember those lost languages, the lost books never found? TIME owns anything made of gold or steel or glass. The lost tribes and lost books and completely lost places like Troy? THAT to us is recent. OUR traditions - the ones that grew so firm they nearly stopped and you think you destroyed? While our people died of fear and diseases and alcohol (a terrible disease that you think is a choice), our wise ones merely nodded and held forth. This was already known so long ago, that the legend that foretold this time is MUCH older then your bible. We knew you were coming - our prophets, people like me... told your story and prepared, knowing it would come.

Those sacred Black Swamp Ghost stories of straight rivers (canal) and flying birds of fire and death (planes) and wars with the Sun (nuclear destruction) were old stories taught to children. Native American memory of truth and man's sacred and knowing place as Creations voice, Creation's caretakers and God's Holy Voice in Sacred Words ... OUR Bible if that word would be enough to contain it? Our spirit path and prophecies predate the coming of human beings to Palestinian Hills and predate even your earliest history by over 10,000 years.

You have unearthed our spirit works, the great Pyramids of the Americas, the Crystal Skulls and Calendar of the Epoch - and you stand TODAY in awe of our knowledge. You discover things and get excited while the Hindu and the Native of Australia watches you and smiles. Your "solar system" and knowledge of the source of all life? Charles Darwin merely wrote down the process we've known and lived for over 800 generations. All life slowly changes, and it gets stronger during the darkest and most terrible times.

So - since we all WERE doomed to live out this hell-century together, and still cannot control our destiny, I invite you to believe neither in right nor wrong nor life nor death. Time to say howdy again (sayeth the Lord God Almighty). The big change it or die alarm has come and gone.

God chose change.

The Maumee you see, is not ours at all. It is so sacred that no one can even live UPON the earth. The Great Black Swamp was earth-made-of-water and to cross without knowing this was death. Thousands of you perished till finally your Erie Canal and your field tile and our death due to famine and disease (brought by you, but not your fault - just the death of something and all things change or die).

20,000 years we knew these things - and we called your terrible swamp a name that seemed so silly to you the only new words for it is "Indian Heaven", the Happy

Hitler used your Indian Reservation covenants and the Bureau's rules and goals to create HIS DEATH CAMPS AND THE DEATH OF THE JEWISH POPULATION IN EUROPE.

He publicly thanked Andrew Jackson, the "Indian Killer" - by acknowledging it was "genius" and could "finally free the earth of the mongrel filth that is more animal then man."

Are you Proud? No of course not.

You see my respected brothers and sisters all over the world, The citizens of the world who now are known as "Americans" here at home deny basic rights to people who don't have the right color... passport. Yet they speak only one language - it is the greatest and most powerful; as English is fantastic.

Sadly, they are so ignorant they mock hispanics and yet know nothing of AMERICAN history or the sad story of how the USA changed in the 19th and 20th centuries.

They know not that the Chinese perfected the art of technology and war over 2500 years ago, that they are the only truly stupid and blind representatives of a Roman-Empire religious tradition that is now known as "Capitalism" or "Fundamental Christianity".

They do not understand that I - a native American, am PROUD to also be a citizen of the USA. I am no war hero, but my father and his father were. I am only 1/8 a red indian you see - but that part of my heritage SURVIVED.

The native Americans have preserved their children's future for hundreds of years, because the old ones like our beloved Grandmother Miss Opus (a dark-skinned relative who was our medicine woman and taught the children for over 70 years).

She was also shaman-teacher, a backward-seer. I am an eagle-man, my sacred name I now choose to share. My brother Redeagle (Hubertz) is my brother by smoke-ceremony and now by blood. He and I fought a war together - against our fear these long 7 years since he became my teacher and I his student.

What is my tribe? America.

What is my name? My white name you will not know. I am both dangerous and seek no fame - you see, I know the truth. You may call me the Lorax, I am the voice of what IS not seen by the blinded children you all are.

You may call me Doctor - but I do no medicine. I studied long years at your universities here and in Europe. I have a PhD in a discipline that involves Society and Man's Place in It

My true name I can not share - it can not be spoken by the living.

Here is my quest: To introduce the world to tomorrow

My tools? The Shame and Fear and Hatred that brought the Earth back to Wakefulness

My truth? I am the eternal caballah - the gnosis, an all-seeing-one, a wind-walker, a dead man walking

My life? I am eternal. Sadly - your refusal to remember this makes you nothing but weak shells without soul nor purpose

My time? My life in time is eternal - for the only moment is right now. I choose to remember tomorrow (to defeat my human fear) and to fear yesterday - as I remember that yesterday will be important for me... so I pay VERY close attention right now

My goal? The same as all true spirits within man and woman, to save the world

It is already set into the books you burned - the knowledge you destroyed to build your castles of bone on graves of those you crushed these 6000 years.

You see - the END of the World is finished. 2012 is indeed the fullness of time of the epoch of the homo-sapiens. That is a finished and sad terrible tale - but was a necessary learning.

Welcome my spirit brothers, my earth water sisters, my men and women of flesh and bone... welcome home.

We will now be homo-gnosis. Thought means nothing, facts are worthless - because without the knowing... without the truth, you have excuses and empty lives.

homo sapiens - sentient man, thinking man. We were so convinced thought and knowledge could rule the world. The greatest lie of all is the lie of Authority over Anything.

Listen now to this as the wind whispers it - I am the arm of the one you call the Lord... I am his voice, her thunder, our living oceans roaring in anguish as the tides pull all to the sea to drown.

THIS IS FINISHED

You wanted the truth - but even now in your fear-homes of blood and bone, built on a land raped and screaming, USA people think "oh hell another nut with a message from God"

Really? How interesting you support selfish churches BY THE THOUSANDS who all help you worship their collection basket - while the book you use to crush living flesh says this... "and they will scoff at the truth even as their leaders rise to oppress them, they will use the weak as footstones, and in the name of the Lord use sacred authority to stand in judgement of those less fortunate."

Now - as a crackhead rots in prison for the crime of a hunger not yet curable, and as your own kids learn nothing as you and your spouse go to be bank-whores to keep your Volvo safe in your $500,000 McMansion that is now worth $300,000 and no buyers exist....

AS YOU LIVE IN FEAR AND SLEEP IN FEAR WHILE YOUR SISTER THE HOMELESS MOTHER AND YOUR BROTHER THE ALCOHOLIC SLEEP SOUNDLY AND KNOW SOMEHOW THEY ARE STILL BETTER OFF THEN YOU, I SAY THIS WITH THE AUTHORITY OF A PROPHET OF JEIGH WHAAOH VAYAAALLL (Jehovah).

THEN the last tribe shall rise from all NATIONS says the LORD. 10,000 STRONG.

THEN the true name of GOD will be KNOWN.

THEN the truth will THUNDER and the EARTH WILL AWAKEN

THEN THE CHILDREN OF THE GRASS AND TREES AND HILLS WILL PRAISE THE LORD AND HIS ARRIVAL UPON THIS EARTH - NO MORE WILL THEY STAND IN JUDGEMENT AND USE THEIR AUTHORITY IN THE LORD TO JUDGE AND CONDEMN, TO STAND BLIND ON OTHER PEOPLE AS FOOTSTONES TO FEEL ABOVE AND STRONG

THEN MY PROPHET WILL SPEAK AND LISTEN OR LISTEN NOT. YOU DO NOT MATTER - IF ALIVE YOU KNOW, AND IF YOU CANNOT HEAR MY NAME AND UNDERSTAND, YOU ARE ALREADY PAST REDEMPTION.

Let me translate my fellow "Americans" (oh what an insult to the earth we share to use that sacred stolen word for a nation of evil and war)

YOU are the terror, YOU are the problem, YOU have been foretold

YOU worship not the truth, YOU sacrifice the future of your children for gold, YOU sleep restless, YOU live in fear, YOU do not know the truth for your parents knew it not.

The last generation that knew the truth in the USA were born before 1926. This planet began to die (biosphere total output of natural life chemicals like oxygen vs carbon dioxide, ammoniates, sulphurs, salts.... in 1906.

That is the year of the change.

One miracle only for your small minds - one chance only to open your eyes.

Read this carefully.

In 1907 a man left his ranch in the country and rode to the city on his horse - the day was snowy and the buggy-harness not safe. No way he would chance not having a horse in town, as it was a 2.5 mile journey. Getting to work took him a little over an hour and a half.

As an attorney he had a letter from the Governor congratulating him - his youngest had been accepted (as had his brother and his grandfather) to the United States Military Academy at West Point.

It was hard to get the boy to school on time - only 6 weeks were left. He was almost a 4 day ride away from the rangeline as he was spending his summer in the high mountains hunting bear and bighorn with his little brother.

At 17 years of age he was of course able to live on the land - and his brother at 12 already could quarter a moose and had shot 3 wolves with 4 bullets when they came at the girls when he was just 9 years old.

You see - knowing guns, being good pilgrims, protecting the women and being able to top and fell a tall pine, defend your home, build a fire, set a broken bone and slaughter a fat pig with a dull knife were good skills.

Hell - wasn't 55 years ago when that big fire damn near killed all the game and if Grandpa and Pa hadn't been tough all 13 of em would have starved. Of course that Indian with the two buffalo hides and all that meat saved the little ones.

My fellow Americans - starvation is not on the horizon, it is a natural part of the world's living and breathing cycle of death and birth, feast and famine.

You have been fattened for the slaughter and your children are so ignorant they cannot cut a rope, tie a knot or shoot for food.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

We Mourn a Fallen Angel - Bernice Catherine (Nesius) Hubertz 1/1917, 6/11/2009 May she Rest in the Peace she Fostered and Shared

Hello Everyone,

My name is Judy Jones, I'm a Hospice Volunteer and was lucky enough to meet John and his small team of crazy volunteer social workers, and then met Miss Bernice.

I lost my husband Sammy Jones, Jr to Asbestos Cancer two years ago, and my oldest daughter had moved away and I was rotting away with my old dog butch (he died in may at age 16) and my memories were tearing me apart.

John reached out to me because my sadness meant my kids didn't come over and I had been told politely that they wanted to celebrate Thanksgiving without me - as I'd brought a date once and they were appalled.  One daughter in law was kind enough to tell me (I'm 50 now) that "isn't it kind of gross for you to be going out with these old men, I mean, shouldn't you just accept that Sammie is dead?  He KISSED you for God's sake and I almost puked.  NEVER bring a man here again.)

She's young and dumb and pretty and hates me and her and my son steal from me when I am away and took my tiller - no garden this year.  OH BOY DID THAT CHANGE.

Miss Bernice at 92 was sharp as a tack but had lost her sight, her ability to choose words (a rare brain disease) and was like an Alzheimer's person but she KNEW how to live but her brain just was keeping her from even writing her name, yet she was so bright she was a teacher and helped build a city during the war so quickly that they were able to build the atom bomb sooner because of her and her "girls" (she ran a part of a huge company for building houses for atom bomb people in Tennessee).

My mother died not long enough ago that I don't still cry.  I am a person who would be dead (or better off dead) today because of her.  She welcomed me, and I simply turned away.  Her son - disabled and unable to do so many things yet helping people for her and welcoming anyone and everyone who asked into their beautiful huge home, wasn't even aware how far over the limit of his own great strength he had gone.

I didn't ask - I'm an old country girl and grew up without indoor plumbing.  I loaded up the Taurus and moved right on in.  Heck, they have more bathrooms then my house I grew up in had rooms.  And John is a great man but a lousy housekeeper - Miss B's part was clean and neat - and the rest of this big mansion looked and smelled like an old bachelor who liked to roast goats in buckets of beer had somehow eaten a dead skunk and forgot where he put the dead part.

I was on a mission.  The bank and Medicaid were taking the house me and Sammie built and to hell be their wanting me to sit and help them.  They got my house - but here's the miracle.  Miss B made John promise to give me part of theirs.... because one year later....

John and I told the world, we are old fools at 50 and he's a Catholic with a divorce, but his priest said it's OK and he asked me to MARRY HIM.

So I just wanted to let John help me tell a true miracle, and if my back don't break and John doesn't burn the place down with his crazy lighters and those cigarette smoking people with booze on their breath who are homeless or ill or just downright to down on their luck to quit taking pills he helps make a choice....  if they don't beat me to it.

That big house on Palisade Drive - a Mansion, is now MY HOME and September 9th 2009 I am becoming officially one half of this:  The Honorable Colonel and Mrs John Edward Redbear Jones-Hubertz.  He's even an Indian and I'm half Indian and I know the old ways - and John can shoot a rat and cut down a tree but he's a city boy.  He said he decided to marry me when I told him to work less and fish more.

I knew he didn't know how.

Of course like everything else he is a genius and a city boy and he has OUTFISHED ME every trip to Jerry's pond and we cried there a few times.... for Miss B.

Believe in miracles folks - I am one.

Mrs John Hubertz (in two days  :), but right now I'm still just


Mrs. Judy Ann (Keezer) Jones
Mother, Hospice Worker and the Housekeeper at 2816 Palisade Drive
Fort Wayne Indiana, 46806



(note from John)

She scares me - I'm smart and know how to fish and can make ball lightning or build a kite out of tree bark, or write a book about science....  she hardly had a school to go to but she is WISE.

So I'll shut up but I'm crying now as she knew and loved my Mom and saved us all.  Isn't she great?  She's going to be my WIFE!

JH Fort Wayne Indiana sept 09

Friday, July 24, 2009

A Wedding Invitation

JPG IN PROGRESS - 9/9/09 AT 3:33 pm PAULDING COUNTY COURTHOUSE LAWN GAZEBO

RECEPTION/PARTY AND DANCE (FREE FOOD) 5:00 PM CECIL, OHIO FIREHOUSE AND CECIL PARK

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Welcome to the Black Swamp!

This Blog is created as a creative and documentary resource for the newly formed RHE Paulding County Black Swamp nature and heritage center being created to help preserve natural places, oral and written history and a sense of place and pride within the communities, people and especially the children of Indiana and Ohio that lie within or border the territory known in early-American history as the Black Swamp.

Welcome.

John Hubertz and Judy Jones
Fort Wayne Indiana, and Cecil Ohio

More to come!