I am a Descendent of Survivors of the Americanned "Indian Wars" that reduced our native population by 95%;100 million murdered, within the boarders now called United States. An American Holocaust left the 5% Survivors with Post Generational Traumatic Oppression. The Indian Wars never ended, as evidenced by Corporate America's intentions written in their 1950s "Relocation Act" to "Kill the Indian save the child." The sound track of my childhood was this insidious cultural genocide; America trying to break my Native Spirit and my mother, our Medicine Woman-Oral Historian, protecting me. She instructed US to "Never forget who we are, InDios (InGod/Indians)." Knowing who we are was our survival tool, living in a country that stole our ancient lands and saturated our lives with their hate-crimes. The sound track of my life, is this mortal conflict between two world views, with irreconcilable differences. Our Huatacame-Unconditional Native Love for our children was a military target of (C.A.C.A.) Corporate America's Conniving Addiction, an unconditional love for profit. A related delusional grandiosity, confuses profit with prophet, necessary for CACA to believe they are the immaculate conception on a manifest destiny to bring salvation to the world. Justifying cultural genocide allowed Indian Wars to go global. CACA is toxic, and America will implode, trying to silence US Descendents who expose this Truth. My mother fought relentlessly for US to retain our Native Pride, and C.A.C.A. fought to "Kill the Indian..." They could not kill our Native Spirit, but killed her body with toxic waste, exploitation and stress. Like my mother, I must write-the-wrongs for All My Relations to embrace her ... instructions to 'never forget who we really are.' Because I re-member, I am the man my mother died protecting; a Proud Native Man Spilling the Beans, Corporate America killed my mother!!!