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Henri Peter
~ In Honor of The Sacred Feminine I ~

Gallery II & Chief Seattle's Thoughts

The Law Says To Tell You This Site Is For 18 Years And Older -So There You Have It-Peace and Welcome.

Welcome to Henri Peter's Sensual Gallery I

Honoring the Sacred Feminine and the World of Lovers!

I have assembled a collection of his work that we hope will delight and amaze you. We have added a Gallery

for his beautiful paintngs of 'Lovers' and also a 2nd Sensuous Gallery.

Interspersing the 'Thoughts of Cheif Seattle,' we hope will help continue to

open our hearts to the plight of the Native peoples all over this World.

This will be an ongoing project so please check back often.

Henri Peter

'Fortune Teller' © Henri Peter

Chief Seattle's Thoughts

Continued from Henri's Gallery 1

"Even the white man, whose God walks and talks with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We shall see. One thing we know which the white man may one day discover; our God is the same God.

You may think now that you own Him as you wish to own our land; but you cannot. He is the God of man, and His compassion is equal for the red man and the white. The earth is precious to Him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator. The whites too shall pass; perhaps sooner than all other tribes.

Contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste.

But in your perishing you will shine brightly fired by the strength of the God who brought you to this land and for some special purpose gave you dominion over this land and over the red man.

That destiny is a mystery to us, for we do not understand when the buffalo are all slaughtered, the wild horses are tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills blotted by talking wires.
Where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone.
The end of living and the beginning of survival."
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[Chief Seattle's speech was submitted by Dr. Glenn T. Olds at Alaska's Future Frontiers conference in 1979.]

'Diva' © Henri Peter
'Sunflower Seeds' © Henri Peter

"Yonder sky that has wept tears of compassion upon my people for centuries untold,

and which to us appears changeless and eternal, may change.

Today is fair. Tomorrow it may be overcast with clouds.

My words are like the stars that never change.

Whatever Seattle says, the great chief at Washington can rely upon

with as much certainty as he can upon the return of the sun or the seasons."

'Vision'

"The white chief says that Big Chief at Washington sends us greetings of friendship and goodwill.

This is kind of him for we know he has little need of our friendship in return.

His people are many. They are like the grass that covers vast prairies. My people are few.

They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain.

The great, and I presume -- good, White Chief sends us word that he wishes to buy our land

but is willing to allow us enough to live comfortably.

This indeed appears just, even generous, for the Red Man no longer has rights that he need respect,

and the offer may be wise, also, as we are no longer in need of an extensive country."

'Dauntless' © Henri Peter
'One Hot Afternoon' © Henri Peter

"There was a time when our people covered the land as the waves of a wind- ruffled sea cover its shell-paved floor,

but that time long since passed away with the greatness of tribes that are now but a mournful memory.

I will not dwell on, nor mourn over, our untimely decay,

nor reproach my paleface brothers with hastening it, as we too may have been somewhat to blame."


'Homecoming' © Henri Peter

"Youth is impulsive.

When our young men grow angry at some real or imaginary wrong, and disfigure their faces with black paint,

it denotes that their hearts are black, and that they are often cruel and relentless,

and our old men and old women are unable to restrain them. Thus it has ever been.

Thus it was when the white man began to push our forefathers ever westward.

But let us hope that the hostilities between us may never return.

We would have everything to lose and nothing to gain.

Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives,

but old men who stay at home in times of war, and mothers who have sons to lose, know better."

(Continue on with Chief Seattle's Thoughts on Henri's Sensual Gallery 2 Below.)

Proceed to Henri's Sensuous Gallery 2 Addition for

Experience More Beauty & Sensuality!

Reinita
'Reinita' © Henri Peter

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