today is native american heritage day. what was native was stolen. we miss what was stolen. today is black friday. we can't undo what's done but we could return to earth after, even while, the unsustainable occupation collapses, if we can hold on, we still have the ground beneath the buildings, we still have earth, if we can hold on til the collapse when everything captured in suspense, everything poisoned, everything hoarded, everything expired in fire and water, fulfilled in fatal transit, is returned. it can't go forward without turns, everything turns, standing still one can see the spinning, see everything that turns returns. today we recognize what we can't un-know, what is native beneath all the drastic capitalist change, what stays native, what stays stays home. we can't go back in time but we can return what was stolen, by us, from us. we can go home.