root kernels of Dams Up Water’s organization:

circa 2013, in Pharmacon of the Spirit, the indian in Walter Kogard’s unconsciousness teased him: “white man self loathing” — which is to say that the white man in Antarah was going to become a real problem if we don’t kill dead him soon.

circa 2015 i published The Sermon delivered by Wilough (see “willow” chip) who is the embodied anima of Kogard [as a feminine enthralled with the femininfinite womb, she is a dyke -_-]

she delivers the refrain “my nigga my nigga, my nigga my god…”

now, reading The Little Water Medicine Society of the Senecas, is rendered an ancient Algonquian word for an ancient indian secret society: niganega’a’h dwahsot, “a little water, our grandparent…”

nih-gan-AY-gah-aw being a potential pronunciation

my nigga my nigga

my aunt lives off of Seneca Drive. I drove from Buffalo to Niagara and walked up a hill where saw emerge over the crest the bright red words “SENECA”.

and I was led to a brief discussion of the Haudenosaunee Confederacy and their medicine companies — this confederacy who was propped up by the Dutch and English to war against the tribes of the mid-west and mid-atlantic, the great Algonquin people, even down into our own Powhatan Confederacy. we can see how the white man initially prefers to outsource his dirty work. some of these wars were even called the Beaver Wars of all names! certainly the Pope’s Seven European Kingdoms came to war again the maurerische indigenous nations of al-Maghreb al-Aqsa — and surely they made one of their entryways through the Beaver stronghold at Manhattan which was later to fall to the dreaded York Rite which the English also stole from us on that continent centuries before. and surely they love to steal our secret medicine lodges and hoard them and abuse them and they know nothing withal. stupid white man!

now surely whenever the Beaver clan was driven west by these heathen and hunted to death and utterly vanquished by war wheresoever they were upon the face of the Washita landmass, they vowed that their medicine would return for their revenge upon the white man and all his societies in order to fulfill the wrath of Judgement which the white man has kindled in the heart of the most beneficent Lord our God the Creator of Heaven and Earth the Sea and all which therein is, and like John Baptista before him they sent a voice crying in the wilderness to make straight paths for the Lord Who is coming to be seated on His throne, and this voice was embodied in the living person of Nacotchtankakoan Antarah Dams Up Water Dei Gratia, Sui Juris, Chief of the Confederated Beaver Clans of all the Washita Nation, at Nacotchtank, in the Powhatan Confederacy.

“i” am not in control of the on-streaming current of this narrative…