Red Elk

Red Elk’s Medicine Message
Of Worlds Within Worlds:
Old Mysteries, Powerful Truths For Today

Red Elk interview continued:

3/8/02 Rick MARTIN

Gail Cortright: Absolutely.

Red Elk: Don’t get beat-up. Christ had to stand there and get beat-up because he was proving, to himself, and to the world, that it’s worth it, overall.

Rick Martin: You write about the Red Sky. Can you explain what the Red Sky is?

Red Elk: The Red Sky is in Scriptures. I don’t believe it tells in Scriptures, I might be mistaken, on how long this will last. It is also in our own Indian prophecies. We call it “the Orange Sky”.

If I recall the prophecies correctly, it will last day and night for 7 or 8 days. When that great sign in the sky appears, that means that, from that moment on, you can travel instead of 24 hours ahead, you can travel weeks and months ahead, because there are no more probables, no more chances to turn left or right. We, then, are definitely on the no longer probable, but the dead-on End of the Trail.

Rick Martin: So the hourglass is empty at that point?

Red Elk: That’s it. We have no chances, from there on in. The Great Sign in the sky.

Rick Martin: So you’re saying, after the False Rapture, many of the true believers will still be on the planet, but it will be a very turbulent time, a very painful time, physically, for many people?

Red Elk: But moreso for those who are left behind, as believers, of those who believe in pure love, it will be far worse on them then the others. But, don’t misunderstand me. The others are going to be going through all kinds of hell themselves, drinking their own urine, for lack of water, eating human beings, for lack of food. It is going to be the worst thing you have seen in your life. There has never been, ever, ever been on any planet, any dimension, any plane, a catastrophe like is going to happen here when the great mousetrap springs its steel bar across the neck of all who have come to nibble at we, the bait.

Rick Martin: But we, as cheese in the trap, will also be caught in the physical experience of whatever unpleasantness there is.

Red Elk: Yes, yes, yes—until they’re taken-up, or they might die before. But they will be taken-up. It could be hours, or days, I have no idea, before the actual event called Armageddon comes. These are the ones, the survivors, the ones who are left behind when the others are taken into captivity. And only two will be left (or three, I’m not sure, like I said)—two or three prophets.

Rick Martin: Now, ultimately this planet is moving into Radiance, as I understand it.

Red Elk: Oh, you bet. Because you see, we’ve been dwelling on nothing but the bad aspects of what’s coming.

Rick Martin: Right, let’s shift toward the radiant aspect.

Red Elk: Right. And people worry about what’s coming. They don’t see the Great Ahead. When that mousetrap is finally snapped, there will be few human beings on this planet left alive. And believe me—I really doubt if there will be ANY human beings IN or ON this Earth; they’re all taken off. At least, that’s the way it looks; I can’t say for certain.

So, we will be all alone. Scriptures talk about a third of the planet’s population will die, through pollution and what not. And that’s already taking effect, now. But if people read carefully, it will say, after that, a third of those left will also die. And if they read carefully on, they will find a third of those left will die—leaving us very, very few humans.

I don’t know, 10 million, whatever, across our planet. I may be way off on my numbers. But nevertheless, a third, a third, and a third, gone; then x amount will remain. There will be no more Red man. There will be no more Black man, or White, or Chinese, or any other color or creed. You might now hate Mexicans, or Indians, or Chinese, or whatnot. At that time, if you are a survivor who has gone through all of this—if you, say you hate a Black person, just can’t stand to breathe around them, and they you, if you happen to run across one of them on the vast, devastated island called Earth, and see each other, and one’s male and one’s female, believe me, you will run and embrace each other. It might be the only human you have seen in months, and you’ll be glad.

Anyway, odd thing is, during that time it will take 30 years to regroup, to regroup our own individual census. Because there will be no roads, you’d be lucky to find a road that’s two or three miles long before it’s all blown-up, or torn-up by earthquakes or wars. No roads, no factories, cities—it will just be half-crazed people living in cities. Stay away from them. The real “Road Warrior” movies, that type of thing. It’s going to be hell.

That first 30 years, a lot people are going to perish because they don’t know how to survive. They don’t know how to hold a dead branch and turn it into a fruit-bearing branch within their hands, and eat the fruit therefrom. They don’t know; we do. They don’t know it can be done. Again, the only limit is: you can’t be God, Lucifer, or Christ—that’s it.

And my job, what I’ve been ordered to do, is to teach that you can do everything but those things!

And when people come to me, I spend two days with them. If they’re dead serious about learning, I give them enough information that, on their own, they can continue between them and the Creator, and grow and grow and grow, and hold a dead branch, and shut their eyes, and image it into a reality, and eat of it. They can go to a cesspool of a little 3-inch trickle of water, and remember what it was like before the wars, and before the tribulation, remember it, and image it—I cannot give that stronger—image it so strongly that the water, when they open their eyes, it’s now a 5-foot wide, sparkling, tinkling, beautiful brook—not pollution, not 3 inches wide.

We can recreate from our own mind, for the Scripture says “Ye are as gods”—little g. The medicine people know this. Not everyone knows everything about how to do everything. And, frankly, I’ve asked the medicine people to come out, to quit hiding these sacred secrets, to quit being so damned heady that you are afraid to give this out to the world, in general. I’ve got a lot of “enemies” out there. [As a result of reluctance from his contemporaries to agree with Red Elk’s request. They’d rather keep the knowledge to themselves.]

Rick Martin: How do they respond to you when you say this?

Red Elk: Only 1, 2 have responded. And one, saying I’m right, but doing nothing about it; the other one saying I’m right, and starting to do. And, I’ll tell you, the Red man, and all others who are of medicine across the world, who do not do this, we are the equivalent of the pastors that the Scripture says: “Give them the knowledge. You are responsible for your flock.”

Our flock is the world. And Scriptures tell the pastors: “Teach them.” If you do not, it’s going to be on your head!

And I tell you, there’s many different denominations in the Christian world, many, many—well, all really—of all religions, every religion you can name—except for the religion of those who continuously, with no exceptions, worship Lucifer—they’ve got to rise-up, they’ve got to go beyond their pride, their false humility. People are coming to them to learn, and all of a sudden the “pastors” are getting all puffy-shirted about it; they don’t want to give up their little secrets. They want people to come to them, a bunch of false gods, sitting around.

Gail Cortright: That’s exactly right.

Red Elk: Listen, I don’t care if you do put a rug down and pray to the East. God bless you for doing it. You love God that much, in that culture—go for it, my brother; go for it, my sister. Add love, and you will be perfect in spirit. Throw out the traditional crap; add love. The Bible is not for Christians. The Bible is not a religion. The Bible is the way of life. Love is the way of life.

Gail Cortright: And that’s the bottom-line, isn’t it?

Red Elk: Yes, it is. People look at the Bible and say: “Look at this killing, and that war, and blah, blah, blah….”

“Look deeply, my brothers and sisters” I say. “Look deeply!” They did not obey Him, and He said: “If you don’t, you’re gonna get a spanking.” So why are you so stupid as to blame God for holding up to His word? That God is a good Father. Many children have straightened-up because of a good, swift spanking.

Gail Cortright: That’s very true.

Red Elk: I’m probably not what you expected, but I am an Inner Heyoka. And we learned purity. My ancestors of this society—not personal ancestors but society ancestors—they learned purity. There were only 13 left when the Christ left, only 13.

And over the years, people came to the original 13 who followed the Christ, followed his learning and his teachings, and would say: “Heal us of this, please; heal us of that, please”—until they came to us as if we were their slaves, with nothing better in life but to do what they wanted.

And they failed to start bringing us food for our time spent with them. We couldn’t go out and hunt. We couldn’t get firewood for our lodges. Just because they happen to be so damned nice to come in here and say: “Hey, pray for me.”

Understand? At first, it was pretty good. But they forgot that. And one of the 13 decided enough is enough, and when they called for him, he said: “Ok, I’ve got an idea.”

And this one went to the encampment asking for prayer. This one brought drums, and rattles, and masks. And he began chanting, and rattling, and doing a dance, and blowing smoke, and all kinds of crud. He put on a vaudeville act, and entertained them, as well as did what he was there for in the first place—purity healing, without entertainment. They liked what they saw; they gave him money (or the equivalent); he came home with a big breadbasket type of thing.

From there on in, everybody said: “Let’s go to Green Eagle”, or whoever, “because he entertains us. He’s pretty funny. He’s a lot of fun, and his entertainment works.”

Well, it works without his entertainment. He knew that. But he was after trying to get them to supply the needs of him and his family.

The other 12, they did not turn that way. So, tradition began with Mr. 13. That’s where tradition is; that’s where it came from. It was not purity out of tradition, but tradition out of purity.

So, today they come to me, and I have to ask: “Creator, what would you have me do?” And He will tell me what to do, or what not to do, and I have to obey Him.

He’ll say: “They asked in the Indian way, so give in the Indian way”—which is tradition. And I do. They expect it that way. It healed grandma. It healed great grandma, six aunts, and a cousin, that way. So they put their faith in the healing power of that way, including the prayers. And the Indian people have gone total tradition.

I have had a word of one I know, who, a few years ago—over 5 years now—medicine man, a very, very spiritually-minded medicine man, a young guy, he said: “I am so happy to see our people coming back to the traditional ways of being Indian.”

By that he means, for example, the ways of learning to talk with Earth Mother and all that.

And he said: “But I fear it is not enough.” And that’s the truth of it. The full-blood traditional Indians are running on nothing but fumes. And in not many years ahead, they will not be able to go out and pick the plant that heals this or that. So, without knowing purity, they will die. And those who come to them will die, because they have only learned the plants. They have only learned the traditional way. They have not learned to connect and do it without the crutch. I tell you, it might take a 100-mile walk to find one plant to heal a particular thing, and that’s all they’ve learned; that’s all they know. They have lost their spiritual touch with the Creator.

Gail Cortright: Right.

Red Elk: What else?

Rick Martin: I’m looking at my notes from your booklet. It almost seems off-track from where we’ve gone.

I am curious, at the very least, about these two Queens, but I don’t want to detract from where we’ve been.

Red Elk: Well, for the sake of the reader, I have taken from my book—a very large book but it’s all in handwriting, it’s not typed; typed it should run about 1400 pages—how to do everything that I talk about. I say everything, but that’s not true. There are some things I’m not allowed to tell. It would just go into the wrong hands and cause great trouble.

But almost everything. I teach also, through that book, how I’ve learned to come to different knowing. And when I say knowing, I say that in huge, triple-sized letters: K N O W I N G! When I say “I know it”, believe me, I know it. Whether you believe it or not, that’s your problem.

Anyway, this part spoken of [in the shorter booklet which Rick had a copy of ] is just the lifting of a very few of the pages out of that particular large book. “The Queens” referred to are the Lizard Queens, the heads of the Lizard people, the Draconian people; they’re both women. And for centuries they have despised each other. I don’t know, maybe somebody complained about the other one’s cooking.

I don’t know what it all started with; I have no idea. But they just cannot stand each other. And they are at constant bickering with each other.

And they have taken many, from many different worlds. And one Queen has won some of those people to that side, some to the other side. And these are ones who think that they are God.

So, instead of going out and having a slap-fest amongst each other, the two, they use what they have got on their side to fight the other. It is simply control, by one side, against the other side, and the other side against the one side, using us as the slappers, those who do drive-bys, those who do mass killing. Oh, my gosh, it’s just unbelievable.

Most people, in general, can accept Lucifer, but laugh at me about talking about Lizards. And, truthfully, the Lizards are all over the dang place, on this surface, under this surface, out in space, on their worlds. They are quite the conquerors, and they are only 1 of 4 that are in alliance. I call them the “Unholy Alliance” or the “Unholy Four”.

If you only knew how these people work; they work with technology. You have people who have inserts—laugh at that, laugh at an insert, if you please—but there are doctors actually removing strange little glass-like or metallic-like slivers. These are inserts that are put into our human beings, and other human beings on other planets, to tell where you are, tell what your blood-rate is, and so on. But that is only secondary. These Unholy Four, or at least 3 of the 4, dwell on anger, hate, misery, everything ugly.

Rick Martin: Now, to clarify for our readers, we’re not talking about 4 beings, we’re talking about 4 races of beings. Is that right?

Red Elk: Correct. Anyway, they actually have machinery, down below, in our ground, here on this planet, and I assume the rest are the same way, machinery that they can aim at a group, or a person, press a button, and make that person or group react in some ungodly way.

They then, SUCK—and I mean this—suck on the emotion. They have pressed a button, aimed a machine at you, and you are controlled to throw out that emotion. They then suck on it like somebody who’s sipping a cocktail or who just likes to have a midday snack.

They actually walk along, and if they get hungry for a snack, they stop at one of these pieces of machinery, see who’s up there with these inserts, press a damn button, and get a reaction, and suck that energy. Like you and I would stop for an ice cream cone, or drink a soda, or coffee, or a drink of liquor.

Rick Martin: So, when we talk about Lucifer or the adversarial forces thriving on negative energy, it is a literal, actual thing.

Red Elk: Oh, it is, it is. Lucifer is a different matter. He doesn’t thrive on that. All he wants is conquering. He wants to be God, period! He doesn’t get off on that. His demons do, but he doesn’t.

Rick Martin: Where do the Greys, the so-called Grey aliens, factor into this?

Red Elk: The Greys are part of the Unholy Four.

Rick Martin: You call them the “Bee People”?

Red Elk: Yeah, I do. Most of the Natives call them Insect People. I like to call them Bee People, mainly because—first off, let me say this: These, out of the Unholy Four, do not suck on energy. It doesn’t turn them on at all. They have other reasons to be in the Four. Their reason is: originally they became as they were, which is now an almost totally extinct people, because they went, eons ago, to the Federation of Planets, asking to be allowed to come to this Earth to experiment, to get our DNA into their bodies, so they could eliminate hate, anger, and so forth. They were given permission.

Now, again, these people are playing God. They didn’t go to God; they didn’t know God. And the others, as far as they’re concerned, they’re in charge of this. They gave them permission. In so doing, they were successful. They got the DNA—but in so doing, that eliminated ALL EMOTIONS of the Greys, ALL EMOTIONS.

Now, the odd thing is—I’m speaking of the tall Greys, the real Greys. The little short guys are like “plants”—greenery, growing—with the ability to think for themselves, but are basically nothing more than cloned shorties of the real thing, to do the bidding of the real thing; kind-of a slave. And there are many, many of those. And easy come, easy go; one gets killed or whatnot, just grow another one.

Meanwhile, the rest, the true Greys, are much taller, by quite a bit, than the little ones. And I have never seen a female Grey, true Grey. It appears that their playing with emotions—what actually happened is, it killed their sex life.

People need to be held, touched, loved, sweet-talked. Basically, when a woman is being raped, she might have an orgasm, but if she is raped constantly, she can turn that orgasm off. If she is being violated, without love emotions, she will turn it off, consciously or subconsciously. And this is what happened to the original Greys; the love emotion was gone.

So, over the centuries, sex life ceased to exist. So, those original Greys are almost, now, extinct. They then started growing these little guys as a workforce to DNA us. Again, they went back to the damn council, and the council gave them permission. They are utilizing our DNA to get the emotions back into them, before they totally become obliterated.

So, the Greys are working with these other three, and thus, I call them the Unholy Four. But just for their own agenda; they do not have the desire to suck fear and hate and all of that negative-energy stuff. They just want to get DNA back into their genetics and get their race back on foot again.

The little guys, these are God-aware people, like a tree is. They have no soul, these little ones; they don’t need a soul, they’re plants. But they are intelligent, talking, thinking, physical-doing plants. They’re not locked into the ground. They can walk around. And they’re getting their own “high ideas” that if they can overcome the true Greys, their makers, they think, then they can become a race unto ourselves. That’s their plan.

But it’s all in the book I assembled, The Agendas.

So, it’s all a big mess, a big total mess, and frankly it all starts with Lucifer, who came to this planet, and digging deep within our planet, to get to his right heat zone, and then sending his 1/3 angels out throughout all dimensions, times, and planes, who in turn, went deep in-ground, and started being little miniature Lucifers, under command of the great Lucifer, and eventually infiltrated every planet in existence that has human being life. And, like I said, we are a relatively new planet. All these already infiltrated others are now in us, too, and they all claim us. And, in fact, Lucifer, hidden, claims all of us. But only God has us.

Rick Martin: Where do you feel the Pleiadians come into this picture?

Red Elk: You know, I’m not sure. All I know is they have their own agenda. None have an agenda for us. The Pleiadians seem to be pretty nice people. In these bunch of spacecraft that are coming for the false Rapture gathering, a certain number of spacecraft have been allowed that would not do the harm the others will do, into this huge fleet. And, whoever goes on those ships will be awful lucky Christians, I’ll guarantee you. At worst, they will be given robes and stuff, and wash dishes, and be a nanny on another island—but they won’t be eaten alive; they won’t be raped, in general; and they’ll have a pretty easy life compared to the others, a darned easy life.

Rick Martin: Let’s bring this conversation around to here and now. It is a very fearful time on our planet for a lot of people; a crazy time with Bush warring with other nations. What do you see happening, here and now, on the planet, and what words can you give our readers to find solace during a crazy time in our planet’s history.

Red Elk: First off, we are right on time, literally. All that is taking place all around us is no accident, but is a design, placed long ago on the greatest probability. We have been following the greatest probability.

That does not mean that we could not turn around now. We certainly haven’t turned around, yet. But we CAN go down that path instead of hitting the accident, until the skies change. But, nevertheless, everything is running in perfect control.

Remember, there is no death, when you die, no matter how you die, until that final death, that final Day of Judgment, comes, you’re going to go from this life into a much more powerful life. Hopefully you will all wake up—but you’ll get what you want. God isn’t going to go against your will. And some don’t even want to go up or down, they’re afraid. They’re not sure where they belong, so they become “shades”—ghosts to you. And some stay because they want to protect certain areas that are called power spots.

All I can say is: grow spiritually! It’s hard to say, but: don’t worry, be happy; it’s all going according to Plan, and God is not an ant’s step off of the greatest probability. And by the way, He’s on the other probabilities, too! He splits; He knows them all.

Basically, the best thing to do is get in connection with the Scriptures. Get in connection with the Creator in those Scriptures, or in any way that you know is the Creator. And search Him out diligently. Search out what He wants you to do. He will warn you. Learn to pay attention. He will guide you. Learn to pay attention. Be willing to share, but don’t force what you’re being told. Don’t start a damn “follow me” thing—follow Christ.

Look to yourself. You are the first one you should be concerned about in your spiritual growth. If you do so, and grow in love and in spirit, then those within your own household—your wife, or husband, or children, or grandparents, or parents—they will see a difference and hunger, and you can start a fire in them.

And if we can do this, just enough, if enough would listen, and really hunger, and start searching, seeking, and finding, we can change the sky. It can be for our great, great, great, great grandchildren. And everything will be hunky-dorey here, everything will calm down.

Rick Martin: That’s a good place to stop.

Red Elk: This Earth IS paradise, we’re the ones who mess it up. We’re the ones afraid we’re going to slip in it, and yelling about the stench of it all. But guess what? You’re one of those who contributed to the mess! Quit blaming everybody else, and look at yourself.

Gail Cortright: That’s right, look at yourself, and stop waiting for everybody else to do it for you. And that means, to me, while a lot people look at the “upper echelon”, the President, the Enron people, and all that, what they fail to do is look at themselves. And you know what? They’re doing business without integrity, their morals really suck. Excuse me.

Red Elk: Why excuse you?

Gail Cortright: But you know what I mean?

Red Elk: Yes, I do know.

Gail Cortright: They’re looking at all these other people, and they fail to look at themselves, and go: God, you know what, I have no integrity. I have no morals. My children don’t know how to say please and thank you.

Red Elk: Or sir.

Gail Cortright: Right, they have no respect. They’re not taught any. So, I wholeheartedly agree with you when you say you’ve got to start with yourself. And that’s my soap-boxing for the day.

Red Elk: Well, I’ll tell you. If you stop to realize that you are, literally, “wanted”—that’s why you’re here. God wanted you. You are a child of God, automatically. He wanted you, and made you into being. If God can love you, as dirty as you are, then maybe you ought to take a second look at yourself, and say: “I must be worth something.” And start loving yourself, because Papa loves ya.

Gail Cortright: That’s right, there you go.

Rick Martin: That’s a good note to end on.

Red Elk: So, we end for now.

[Then, later, some follow-up comments.]

Red Elk: We speak, in our Indian way, about learning Sacred Silence and Duality of Spirit. And, I tell you, it’s really something. This really puts you in connection with yourself, and once you start seeing yourself, you start reaching out for help, because you see yourself, and you’re a pretty ugly looking kid, you know. And this God, who loves you, you start searching out and reaching out, in your blindness, in your filth, that’s in your eyes and everywhere else, and He reaches down and touches your hand and says: “I am here.” And then helps clean you up. But it starts with Sacred Silence, the silence that starts with looking inward, and then looking outward.

For the people who want to grow—and many have written to me—I highly recommend certain books. In spite of your belief, above all, start reading the Bible. Never mind what you get out of it, reading, you don’t know what you’re doing to your inner God-being, the one we call Nagual. This is an angel inside of you who needs to eat like you need to eat. Start reading your Bible. And seriously, I don’t care what religion you’re from, or non-religion, ask God to reveal Himself. It’s between Him and you, nobody else. And watch out, if you’re serious.

So, I recommend the Bible. And for those who can afford it, and really want to learn a little more about it, I recommend a concordance. It’s a pretty expensive book, and any pastor can tell you how to read it. After that, I recommend the book by Tom Brown, Jr., called The Tracker, and then, after that, the one by Tom Brown, Jr., again, called Awaken Spirits. Read those two books in the order given: The Tracker first; don’t cheat; then Awaken Spirits. You will learn how to go into the Sacred Silence. You will learn about duality of spirit, and you will, thus, learn what the first book shows. By doing all of this, you can do the impossible. The gentleman who taught Mr. Tom Brown, Jr. was also one of my many, many teachers. Buy those books, they’re $12.98 each; don’t cheat.

Gail Cortright: I think we have those books, actually.

Rick Martin: I think we do.

Red Elk: Use those books; reread them. You will connect. I call them pot-rated books, because you’re sitting on the pot [toilet], while other people are pounding to get in. And you say: “I’m not done with that particular chapter. Go outside!”

Gail/Rick: (Laughter)

Red Elk: I just love them. My wife, who is a real hard-core-type Christian, or has been, she just fell in love with them. And they sure open your eyes.

Rick Martin: Thank you for recommending them.

Red Elk: Aho! Highly, highly—but please, don’t deny that Word of God—I don’t care if you are Buddhist, atheist, don’t deny it. You’re making one of the biggest mistakes of your life. IT’S JUST BETWEEN YOU AND GOD. I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT A RELIGION. I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT CHRISTIAN DENOMINATIONALISM. I AM TALKING ABOUT THE BOOK THAT LEADS YOU TO THE ONLY WAY OF LIFE, OTHER THAN DARKNESS—AND THAT IS LOVE.

I’ll let ’er close at that.

Gail Cortright: That’s a good word to close it on.

Rick Martin: Thank you, very much.

Gail Cortright: That’s perfect.

Red Elk: Well, I don’t think you’ll be able to get all that in.

Rick Martin: We will, you’ll be surprised.

Red Elk: Half-spaced, tiny little letters?

Rick Martin: (Laughter) We’ll make room.

Red Elk: I sound like a preacher, I can’t help it. That’s the way I’ve been taught, and I learned through it. And I found it all true. And we’re taught to test everything. What you read, what you hear, what you see, test it and see if it’s morally correct, and not against the law. And if it’s needed, then do it.

You can fly. All you’ve got to do is get into a child-like mind. Be a 3-year-old again, pretend. And when you forget you’re trying to fly, but you’re having such a ball pretending, and you start yelling: “Weee, I can fly. I can fly” to “Weee, I AM flying! I AM flying!” Not a future event, but a NOW event. You WILL levitate. All these things are possible. Get rid of all those can’ts. That’s just positive trash.

Well, I guess we’ll have to call it quits.

Rick Martin: I’m full.

Red Elk: I’m full.

Rick Martin: It’s been an honor.

Red Elk: No, the honor goes to Him, certainly not to me.

Gail Cortright: There you go.

Rick Martin: We’ll thank you for all of our readers. We know that our readers will be very appreciative.

Red Elk: We’ll see; there’s no mistakes. We know we can’t win ’em all. But, hopefully, we’ll shake some minds. Whether they want to go back to sleep, that’s their business.

[Then, a day or two later, one more question.]

Rick Martin: I realized there was one additional question that is quite important, that I did not ask you. I’m sure people will be wondering. So, I wondered if I could ask you now?

Red Elk: Why not.

Rick Martin: There are many people who believe that there are enlightened beings who live within the Earth in beautiful cities of light, such as those found under Lake Titicaca, under the Gobi Desert, under the North Pole, and under Mt. Shasta. Is that correct? And if so, who are these beings?

Red Elk: I’m not sure if that’s dead correct, because that’s where the cities are, you understand, some of them. Right, let me make that clear. By saying “such as” means that there ARE those kind of cities under there. No! The only crystal cities that I’ve ever seen, in all my life—I’m not even, to this day, sure if I was looking at Heaven, or a great planet, but it wasn’t on this Earth.

Rick Martin: Are you familiar with Admiral Byrd, and his diary?

Red Elk: I’ve been familiar with Mr. Byrd since 11, or so.

Rick Martin: He says that he went into the North Pole, and met with these beings of Light, at the North Pole, within the Earth, at the great entrance of the North Pole. Now, who are these beings?

Red Elk: I’ve never seen them.

Rick Martin: So, you don’t really know?

Red Elk: I have no idea if they still exist, or not. There are a type of being that may be on the same line as a Lighted being, and this was told to me by the Queen of the Innerland. At least, she told me the name of them. She called them Rock Flyers. She explained that they are a form of spiritual being, but physical spiritual. They have the ability to fly, and actually live in the stones, within the rocks and stones themselves. And she inferred they are some form of an Angel.

Rick Martin: Now, would that be the entity who is the soul of Earth?

Red Elk: No, no. She said they are the Angels of her people, the fairies and stuff; she calls them the Totems, as we do, and said: “As well as your people”—inferring those who have Totems on the surface.

And, Mr. Waters, of Mel’s Hole, when he was on the air last [on Art Bell’s radio program], he had quite an experience with a living being. And that’s why I went to find out what this was all about. And she said he had a very, very, extremely rare case of one of these Rock Flyers taking shape within this animal, in the only way it knew, in the only opportunity it could, and coming up, and Mr. Waters had an actual healing experience with his Totem, one of these Rock Flyers, that can take on different forms.

Rick Martin: That’s interesting to know that’s what that was.

Red Elk: Well, that’s what she told me. I’ve never run into Rock Flyers; I’ve seen many Totems.

Rick Martin: Now, again, who told you this?

Red Elk: The Innerland Queen.

Rick Martin: Is she a being of Light?

Red Elk: No.

Rick Martin: She’s in spirit?

Red Elk: Oh, no, no.

Rick Martin: This is a real being?

Red Elk: She’s as real as the fairies and stuff. I don’t even know her name. We’ve gotten, over time, onto a fairly good relationship. In short, she never gets totally upset with me, or anything. And I don’t have to go in there bowing and scraping, and stuff like that. She will send a messenger if she needs to see me, and wants to see me. One of the elders will come and tell me so; then we’ll make arrangements for a meeting time.

Rick Martin: There is one person here who I work with, who has done a lot of reading over the years, including the Admiral Byrd material, and he’s always been under the impression that in the very center of the Earth there is a Great Sun. Is that a misunderstanding?

Red Elk: The only Great Sun that it would be, that I have actually witnessed, in spirit I have gone right into it, and that would be quite similar to our Sun out here, just molten lava, and heat galore.

Rick Martin: That’s in the dead center? You’re talking lava within the center?

Red Elk: The # 1 level or layer, the so-called ball. Actually, it is a ball. It’s round.

As for Mr. Byrd’s going in through a hole. I’ve never seen a large depression anywhere around the Earth like that. And I cannot verify that this is true or not. I don’t KNOW it.

But I do believe there is such a depression, kind-of like having a large piece of clay pressed and warm in your hand, and press down maybe an inch and a half thick, and then you take your thumb and you press into it. The depression I’m speaking of, then, with your thumb, curl under that depression to make edges. That, if this is true, if there is such a place, that is the way I perceive it as being. In short, it’s a great cave, with the lid fallen-in.

Rick Martin: But in terms of these “light cities” that people talk about, like under Mt. Shasta, with the Lemurians, supposedly, is that myth? Or, you just don’t know, either way?

Red Elk: I could not say, either way. All I know are the cities that I have personally seen, and these cities are of pure stone—no electricity, no plastic, they’re waiting for the returnees. They have these huge chests that look like what they bury people in Egypt in, a sarcophagus, similar but they don’t have that kind of carving and stuff, but they’re made out of stone, too. And they fit really tight, the lids. And in these chests—and it takes two men, easily, to lift up the lid. In these chests are seeds for planting. And the only ones I’ve ever seen them in are seeds in linen, like cloth, so that when the Long Walkers get there, or the Returnees, if you prefer, get there, they go in with the knowledge of how to plant in the first place. They don’t have tractors. It’s just like you could go out there, and you know to make a row of corn. You’ve got nothing to make it with. You can take a stick and make it.

Rick Martin: Now, the Long Walkers—you’re talking about the Hopi and the Navajo?

Red Elk: Yeah. That’s what the Long Walkers are. But they aren’t the only ones who are going to go in. They are the only ones who are called Long Walkers.

Rick Martin: Have you ever made contact with the soul of the Earth? The entity that represents this planet?

Red Elk: The actual entity of the soul of the Earth, as far as I know—definitely no. I’ve never run into an entity called the soul of the Earth. Frankly, the Earth needs no soul. It’s doing nothing wrong. It’s doing it’s job. Only those who have the will to do, on a consistent basis, right or wrong, as they will it, have soul. Therefore, all human beings, no matter what planet, have souls. Everything else backs up the life of that human being.

There’s Heavens for dogs, Heavens for cats, Heavens for horses—I’ve seen many of them; just beautiful. When a dog dies, I don’t care how vicious the dog is here, it has done no wrong. It might have been trained wrong, or whatnot, but it’s done no wrong. Or, done wrong through madness, like rabies or something, but it is free. It is just free. And these animals, no matter what breed, and birds, and fish, all kinds of things, this Heaven is a mass rolling cloud, for each individual-type animal—you know, dogs for dogs, horses for horses. And I say it’s like that. It’s a cloud of pure—say we’re going to dog Heaven, right? It is a cloud of absolutely pure dog awareness joy. It is something else. I’ve had to help some animals into this Heaven, including two or three of my own who were so attached to us, they wanted to stay with us. No, it’s time for them to go home and enjoy what’s there for them. So, I’ve had to take them, in spirit actually take them, and show them the place. And they look, cock their heads, and “Wow!”

And I say: “It’s ok. Go!” And they just run and leap into this, and just become one with this mass of joy. I’ve gone up, occasionally, just to look. And this is the only Heaven that I, literally, go up to on my own. The rest of the time, I’m taken into the Heaven for us. By the way, there are animals in that Heaven for us, too. And what happens is, these animals from Dog Heaven, for instance, they’re called by their former masters and they’ll just transfer to there, and be with them. But they are not “locked” into the human Heaven. They can go back and forth. If they get tired of being around: “Sorry, pop, I gotta go. I’ll be back later.” And bang, off they go. This Heaven is a kick!

Like I’ve said, I’ve been up there, and suddenly one of the animals, over my lifetime, in this mass of confusion, chasing each other, biting each other on the butt, just having dog-fun, not hurting anything, just having fun—then, they’ll all of a sudden recognize that I’m out there, watching, because I’m not allowed to go INTO this.

And suddenly, word seems to go out: “Hey, Red Elk is out there!” And then just out of this massive cloud would bound a little whiff or cloud, and turn into one of my former animals, and just run up, and sit down, and look up at my face, and the tongue would be out, saying: “I’m having fun. Nice to see you. Bye!” And that’s that. It’s a wonderful place. But they have no souls. And I hear Penelope Smith and others say this, that animals have souls. No, they don’t. They have an awareness and need no souls; they do no wrong.

Rick Martin: Makes sense. That’s all I had. I just had to ask you that one question about the cities of Light, and I know people will be asking me.

Red Elk: I can honestly say, if there are such places, I don’t know of them, here within this Earth.

Oh, oh, oh! I take that back. Thank you, Creator. Aho! There is at least one. And that is the one known as Shangri-La.

Rick Martin: And is that under Tibet?

Red Elk: No, it’s under the Russian Steppes.

Rick Martin: Where is that?

Red Elk: That is the great wilderness of Russia, the great wilderness, Siberia area. There is a way into it through Tibet. There is a way into it in the Russian Steppes.

Rick Martin: That’s pretty remote.

Red Elk: It’s not only remote; it’s unseeable—unless you go in the right heart, and that unlocks the key; and then suddenly, it is there. If you have that right heart, pure seeking, you’ll be led there; if that’s truly where you want to go. There are great Masters there. There are a great many, many of the Essenes still there. The Essenes have never gone out of existence, ever.

And the great Earth Learners. These are people who are alive. They’re not spirit beings. They are alive people, alive, who are actually very long-lived, if you want, near, if not totally, immortal. They are great Masters, great Lovers. And I’m not speaking sexual love; I’m speaking love of all mankind, all things. And it’s kind-of a parking place for those kinds of people who have walked out to search.

Literally, if you and I were side-by-side, and you had the right heart and I the wrong, you could get up to go to the bathroom or something, and we’re camped out there searching for something tangible that we can see, but your heart is right, and we happen to be right there where it’s at, but we can’t see it because it’s in another kind-of dimension, you could go off to the bathroom, and I could watch you go hide behind a bush, and you simply would walk into air and I could not find you. You make it to Shangri-La; I do not.

And it is a strange world. And the key that you need to get into the city is similar to the key needed to get into the Inner Earth, and to the other cities that I know—and that is a pure heart. You go in the proper area, the proper place, but if you are going with a pure heart—not to conquer, not to explore, but you’ve heard, and you hunger to be a part of it, and you love the Creator, and you love everything—and you’re not going to hide from a police record or something. Anyway, with that pure heart, if you get within the general area, you are checked out. It is a city that is within the Earth, and yet is inter-dimensional.

Rick Martin: Now, would this be the city where reside the great Masters who are, forever, on this planet, such as Baba Ji?

Red Elk: Yes, it would be. But, is it? I don’t know. Only the people who have set their heart on nothing but goodness and kindness and compassion and love and helping—not all of these people, you understand—but in their searching, they hear of Shangri-La.

I’m looking at it, right now. I’m split. I’m what we call split. And, frankly, the city looks quite a bit like the one in/on this planet I told you about—a crystal, dome-like, inter-dimensional though, city. It’s there, within the Earth, not on the surface of the Earth. And if you and I happen to be in the Earth, at that area of the city, but not of pure heart, we would not know it exists. To us, we’d be walking through the air of a cave, or whatnot. It’s an inner heart way. The key to it is through the heart. You’ve got to be of pure heart.

And that holds true with the other Keepers. That’s one of my jobs, called Keeper of the Tunnels, which means or infers, Inner Earth.

I have a city that I am particularly keeper of, the entry way. The first group of Long Walkers are headed for that city, and there are a number of openings to this city. And some of them are actual, physical openings, that you can actually physically enter into—a crack, or cave, or whatnot, and start your walk. And this is what they’ve done. But I have the inner key, the pure heart; therefore, I have the key to the opening that is scant miles from the city. When the time comes, my orders are already known. When the time comes, the Creator will send certain ones to me, at a certain place, and these are the ones from other breeds—other than Indian-American—Black people, it doesn’t matter. He knows who they are. They will be called. They will be so compelled, they can’t stop themselves. They will do everything they can to get there.

They will meet with me, and then I will open the door, and they will go down. I will then shut the door, and that’s it. My job is done for the inner city work. I’ll stay here. I have to face the music that’s up here. I cannot—I do not know how to open the door, go down with them, and then come back up and open the door, and come back to the surface. I have no knowledge of how to do that. All I do, basically, I’m just the doorman.

Rick Martin: And when you open that door, I presume it’s so that they go down into safety?

Red Elk: Yes, and the survivors here on the surface, over time, will interbreed, and there will be ONE COLOR, ONE LANGUAGE. The same thing will happen down there.

Now, the American Indians, Long Walkers, and those of that ilk, they believe that they came from down there, which is very true. Not all of them, you understand, but many of these people were the survivors who were saved by the gods, little g, in reality, here, and from up on our surface, when they warred against the Draconian Lizards and saved the group. They believe that they are the only ones, that they are the only people who came out of the Inner Earth. (Laughter) Boy, are they wrong! There were Africans, and all kinds of people, all around the Earth. They’re not the only ones. They are a little cocky, and they’ve got this in their head. I don’t know why.

But nevertheless, they believe that they are going to be masters, if you want, of the city they’re going to. And there are a number of cities, a number of Long Walkers, who are going to be going toward these cities, American Indians—at least 3, at the very least—are going to be going to cities that are deep within our underground.

Rick Martin: You’re talking about 3 individuals?

Red Elk: Three cities, at least. When they get there, they’re going to believe that this is for them. Wow! Alleluia and all of that. They’ll think: “The Great Spirit has given us a whole city. We know how to live here. Our ancestors had known how to make knives, etc., and we’ve learned those skills” and blah, blah, blah.

Well, at least in the one city that I take care of, that I am in charge of, they’re going to find, when they get there, there’s others who are waiting for them from our surface, of very many different colors. The same type of colors that are here, same race, breeds, if you want, that are up here on our planet’s surface will be going down there. And in my case, they will be there before the Long Walkers get to it.

Now, in the other cities, I don’t know. But nevertheless, they will get there, if they’re not there first. You understand?

Rick Martin: Yes.

Red Elk: And the Long Walkers are going to be very, very surprised. As it stands now, in the first group of Long Walkers, at least five are dead. I just checked recently, and it still looks like only five are dead.

Rick Martin: Five are dead?

Red Elk: Yes, yes. One died of appendicitis. One, I don’t know. And three, foolishly, did not pay heed to myself or the Guides that the Inner Queen had given them, and went off exploring on their own. And there’s traps all through these dang tunnels.

And during a big rest-stop, these three saw a huge, at least 3-foot-wide, pure silver vein; and they wanted to explore that. They walked off, and it was a trap-vein, and a cave-in killed the 3 of them. Which is good—what is death? They’re ok; they’ve gone on. And it was good that this went on, too, because it really chastised the others to PAY ATTENTION to what I have told their leader, and them, and what the Guides tell them. And it was needed—really, in a sense, designed, that this happened to these three—to warn, and show the others that this is not a game. It might be a long, long walk, but it is not a game; you pay attention. And believe me, they are now!

But, in this group there is an older lady who is, well, she has a big ego problem, and she thinks that SHE should be the leader. And the leadership is given to a younger man, when the original leader abandoned them, and came out of the tunnel, just scared to death. He made big hoopla about, he knew this, he knew that about the Innerland. He didn’t know diddly-squat, nothin’—and he, literally, abandoned them.

He came out and said: “They are sick. They need this. They need that.” And told our Indian people, the Elders, and stuff. And they backed him up with all kinds of stuff—I mean, the guy was loaded-down. And he went back into the Inner Earth, to one of the first small caves, and sat there for several days eating the foods and things that he was, supposedly, bringing back to them.

And he came out and told them: “Well, I got back to them, but they left. I told them to stay there, and I can’t find them in this maze. They’re gone.” So, the first group is considered to be dead now.

So, they made up a second group to go, and this man was going to lead them in. And I thought “Oh, no” when I heard about this.

You know, the guy has got these Elders hoodwinked. He just—oh, I just don’t stand this kind of medicine people ego—but a real hero to the people when he came out. You know, a real hero. He made his way out, and he’s going back in to “save” the group. Save the group my butt! He was scared to death in there.

Anyway, they were going to send him in with a second group. When I heard about it, I had to search him out and put a sickness on him, that put him into the hospital. I’m not allowed to kill or anything; it’s abhorrent to me. But, in this case, I had to put a sickness on this younger man. Young, well, he’s probably in his early 40s now.

The Elders couldn’t understand it, because this guy was going to lead the second group in, and the group was ready, then suddenly he’s very sick. And the doctors are scrambling all over to find out what’s going on—the White doctors. Ta-da! The light went on in the head of 2 or 3 of the Elders, and they said: “Wait a minute. This is no ordinary sickness. This is something put on by a sorcerer, or something along that line.”

I’m not a sorcerer, but I know the abilities. So they went searching and they did a time-trip on the Long Walkers, the first group, and found out the truth of this man. I think there’s five of them who did this, and they were just astonished that this man was a Judas. He was NOT what he was making himself out to be.

So they understood the sickness, and chose another to lead the second group in, which is well on its way now.

And this one here, somehow—I don’t know how—word has kind-of filtered out of the great Elders pow-wow, he’s kind-of like a dog with his tail between his legs, down there in Indian land. He’s lost all status, all status. He’s out of the hospital, but he’s locked out of ever doing this again. And he will never enter in. He’s not a true-heart. He will never enter in.

Meanwhile, the lady thinks she should be leader. So, what is going to happen—I see the future of it, I’ve been shown the future of it. They will get emerge from the entrance into the great cave, where this huge, huge, huge area of beautiful land is—water, with fish, animals, and by the way, these animals are not like our animals. These are Mastodons and stuff.

Anyway, they see the city in the distance—not huge distance, you know, 20-30 miles away—and making their way to it. All of a sudden as they get close, they see that there are people there who are not Indians, who are Black people, White people, all different colors. And they’re “shocked”, just literally shocked. And the Indian woman then will cause an uprising within the group, and there will be a split.

And if this woman has her way—and I don’t know beyond this future—she has either got to somehow be convinced into staying with the group, or coming back to the half-group they’re split from, now, and live in peace. In short, take it as the way it is. Just roll with the punches. We weren’t expecting it either, but come on back. And she doesn’t want to. I know this.

Or, she will take her son, and some of her other followers, splitting-off, and they will cause the first wars in the Innerland.

Or, she must be killed, or die in a natural form, to stop the wars she will be making because of her hatred of the races that she sees, and her hatred of the Elder who is much wiser than her, who actually has the authority and is leading the group. It’s just hate; she’s jealous and full of hate.

Rick Martin: Really unfortunate.

Red Elk: Yes, very unfortunate, very unfortunate, indeed. And I know that peace will try to be made, but I do not know if it will succeed. And the only hope is that she dies, and her son dies. He’s not anywhere near as bad as her, but she’s got the son convinced she’s the leader. It’s very, very sad.

Luckily not everybody goes with her. Actually, just a little less than half of those who actually make it out of the hole—some 16. But therein enters war. While the others will, all over our world, will meet with others from our upperland, and they, too, will interbreed.

The same color that is on our surface, will be on their surface; the same language on our surface will be on their surface. All nations will disappear.

It is the Red man, the Red man’s nation—the knowledge that we give out. My job is to teach the abilities that all human beings have; the knowledge is what will be left of the Red man’s race. That inner touch, how to make fruit out of a piece of dead branch, that happens to be an apple branch. I teach how to do this. I give them the knowledge. I do not do it for them. I’ve taken my lessons. I know what I can do; I’ve seen it work. I’ve tested it. I know how simple the lesson is, and therefore lies the biggest problem on how hard it is to do it. It’s so damn simple that nobody can believe it. Excuse my language, but you understand what I mean?

Rick Martin: Sure I do.

Red Elk: Our world is full of the idea that it’s got to be complicated; we’ve got to have scientists do it; we’ve got to have a great inventor do it; it’s got to have millions of dollars behind it—ah, bull crap. It’s just got to have your heart and your mind, and that’s that!

So, anyway, that’s where that stands.

And, before we go, my brother, there is something that I wish I had told in this interview.

Aho! Thank you, Creator. Aho!

Boy, I just love Dad. He has a pretty good head.

Rick Martin: He’ll remind you.

Red Elk: He says, like the Crystal City inside, and this, what I’m going to say, wasn’t just a reminder. It was like a toilet plunger just pressing down. It’s a very permanent reminder.

And that is the fact that I speak, in the interview, quite a bit about what people would call Christian things.

Well, the Inner Heyoka learned at the feet of the Son of God. That’s where our original society originated. Christ himself. You call him Christ. We call him Pale One, or Pale Teacher.

So, I am one of only twelve who carry on the traditional way of purity. I understand our Indian nation’s main ceremonies. Not all ceremonies are based on this, but our main ones, like Sun Dance—where it comes from, how it connnects with Christ, how it connects with the Bible. I’m the bridge. I’m not supposed to understand these things.

And, if you’d like to put why I talk so much about the Bible, being on the Indian side, I’d gladly explain one of the great bridgings, one of the great misunderstandings between Indians and Whites, both.

Rick Martin: Tape is rolling.

Red Elk: The Sun Dance consists of a very large circle scratched into the Earth. And in the center is a hole, to receive the center pole, the tree. And what happens is, when it comes time for Sun Dance, the Elders will get together and pray, and send out scouts—young bucks, if you would.

I don’t think that we like that word, but the White man will understand it.

Nevertheless, send them to look for the proper tree to fill this hole. And these people will go out and search the countryside, sometimes for many, many miles, 2 or 3 days. They will come back and report: “I found this tree, I found that tree.”

They are busted up into small groups and go out in 2s, 3s, 1s, and report back. And then the Elders will take these reports and go and check on these trees, the Elders themselves, to see which tree is the right tree. When the right tree is found, then they send for a whole crew of guys—good, strong guys, young men, and a virgin, a young woman; she’ll be dressed in white. And they do their prayers, and give thanks for the sacrifice of cutting the tree, and everything that’s involved, which is a lot more than is normal for us when we take the life of a tree or plant. Even more so with this, because this is a very special tree.

The tree is not short. It’s not some little 15-foot tree; it’s up there in height. And they will give the young virgin an axe, and in ceremony, with this axe, she will run up and strike the tree; if I remember right, 3 times, but it varies.

Now, this young virgin, dressed in white, represents Mary, the mother of Christ. She hits the tree because it is the enemy upon which her child was killed. They cut the tree down, then. The young men have to line-up so, when the tree comes down, they have to catch it. They can’t let it drop on the ground. This is a big, green tree, with leaves and everything.

Then they catch it and de-limb it. They have to carry it all the way back to the circle, no matter if it is days or nights. They cannot let it touch the ground. So they shift, they have people who shift, depending on how far away that it is. They represent those who helped carry the cross of Christ.

The tree enters the circle. The circle represents the circle of all Creation, all life—every planet, every people of those planets, our own planet, our own mitakuye oyasin, one relation. And when we say we are one relation, we are not inferring only human-to-human, we are related to the worm that helps to aerate the earth by eating our bodies that are buried in the earth. And, therefore, the water gets into those little holes and helps feed the grass roots and stuff, and the animals come and eat it; and we eat the animals, or we eat the plants. And, literally, we are ingesting our dead sometimes. You know? In a sense, we’re the top of the food chain, and the bottom. Both! But anyway, we mean everything when we say mitakuye oyasin; we’re talking everything—the rain, the mountains, the stars, the dirt, everything; not just people.

So, anyway, this great circle represents all of this. And it’s in a circle because everything runs in a circle. The hole is in the dead center of this circle. Well, they bring the tree into this hole, and on top of the tree is a live branch, with the leaves on it. That’s the only one that’s not taken away from the tree. And then they put the tree in, and with great ceremony they plant the tree.

The tree represents the cross of Christ. The green branch on top represents life, up there. It is connected into the Earth, from our Mother, our Mother Earth, to the Heavens itself, is the connection. And the connection is the Christ.

Well, they don’t have a cross-piece on it, but they tie lines to it—those who are going to dance. These dancers prepare through fasting and a lot of prayer, because it’s a pretty painful dance.

Certain people, by each dancer, are pierced, and bone, or sticks, or whatnot are shoved through these pulled pieces of skin; and one of these lines are looped around these sticks in such a manner that it catches both sides of the stick. This represents the piercing of Christ.

Then the dance begins. And they start dancing around, asking the Creator for forgiveness for themselves, or whatever, but asking the Creator to be with ALL. Some dance, not for themselves, but for others who can’t dance. It’s a beautiful time, but it’s rough. And they’re leaning back on these sticks, on these long, long lines. Meanwhile, everybody is praying and pow-wowing, and kind-of partying, and rooting for the people there, dancing on.

In the old days, they used to dance day and night. But today, they take them down during the day—they take the skewers off, on some of these. They don’t do it anymore like in the old days. And now they let them rest during the night. In the old days, they were at it day and night. If they had to sleep, they’d just fall asleep right there on the ground, and someone would come and cover them.

Anyway, they pulled themselves loose from these skewers, or these lines on the skewers. And if they can’t, by jerking back, literally rip those two holes from side-to-side, then others will come in and pull them back. It’s real easy to pull the skewers out and just release them. But that’s not the way of it. Their sacrifice for the prayer, for the people, for all Creation, is so great, it is very, very painful. Each one are representing the Christ.

So they are ripped-off the cross. And others might have to help them. And I tell you—you go into great pain on this thing. And then they are taken for healing time. In this healing time, it generally lasts for three days. Christ was buried for three days. And then they come out, doctored and cared for, and are considered very special people, very holy people. And our people will touch them, and honor them with gifts, and thanksgiving, and ask for special prayer.

The whole thing is the ceremony, because of what the Bible talks about; because we had no words to write down. So we did it in ceremony, to remember what we can now read in the Bible.

This is what American Indian ceremonies—a vast majority, well, all ceremonies—are, literally: words in plays, in acts, like watching Shakespeare. But, over the centuries, even our Indians have forgotten what some of our ceremonies’ origins or roots were. They have the most beautiful meanings, but well off the mark.

As for the Inner Heyokas, there were 13. In time—I’m not sure if I said this earlier—Christ had left 13 of what you would call apostles, over there in the Jerusalem area.

Over time, all the Indians learned a lot, my ancestors of the society learned a tremendous amount. And they would come to us for healing. And, at first, they would honor us with gifts, food-stuffs, and things that are needed for life, just to exist. But, in time, they just expected it from us. And it got to the point, they’d rattle the new claws on the teepee, on the lodge, in the middle of the night: “Hey, I need your prayers. Come on out.” And we started to go from something of being respected greatly, to dang near a slave. And that, to this day, is still the case.

Our families—we’re spending more time healing than going out and getting a hunk of meat to feed our kids and wives. And this got one of the 13 ticked-off. So, the next time somebody wanted him, when someone came to him and said: “Look, basically, we need you over at this Nation, a couple-day trip.”

He said: “Yeah, you tell them I’m going to come, but I’m not coming at this minute.” He had gotten a great idea. He grabbed drums, and rattles, and he had already planned this. He had made a mask, and everything else. Well, he packed-up and went.

He went into the village, and these people are expecting kind-of Paul the apostle to walk into this thing, “Thanks, guys” and walk home again.

He came in and he, literally, began chanting and drumming and singing and rattling and doing a whole hoopla of things; it became a vaudeville act. And then he did the prayer that he was going to normally do, anyway. Well, this was so awe-inspiring to the people there, they paid him—my gosh, not only a healing, but entertainment, to boot.

This is where tradition started. Tradition started out of purity and need—not trust, though. 1 of the 13, the original 13, started tradition. He became a damned clown. But, in time, it grew with more respect.

Well, people were bringing the clown in: Here, let’s have a song and dance and healing too, and we’ll give you good stuff for it. And it caught-on with others who are lesser medicine people, who are not of the inner 13. And this is where tradition started.

Well, it left us with only 12 who remained in purity, who remained in the ability to do tradition. We knew the songs and dances, too, over time. We learned it, but that didn’t mean we did it; we learned it, we knew what it was all about. But we prefer to not use it. We prefer to go up and pray.

Well, today’s White world has ruined even the prayer of purity. They went in and said: “Sure, I’ll pray for you”—meaning well, but not asking the Creator if they should do so; or, if so, how to do it. What does He want done? They don’t do that.

But Christ said: I ask and then do. What Dad tells me to say, I say. What He tells me to do, I do. If not, I don’t do it.

The Christians don’t follow Christ. They claim to, but they are liars, unintentionally, but they are liars. So, today, when people come to me for prayer, I go to the Creator, every single time. And I say: “Sir, what do YOU want? Am I to do this for this person? Or, am I to be a part of it?”

And then I listen. It’s that simple. You ask and then you listen. Just shut-up and listen, and expect an answer. And He gives you an answer. And if it’s “Yes”, then I ask Him: “What do you want me to do about it? How? How do you want me to go about it, sir?”

And He tells you. And in many cases He says: “They came to you as Indians, asking for it in the Indian way, i.e., the way of tradition. So, give it to them in that way.” And then He explains exactly how He wants me to go about it. And I do so. And the people are happy, because that same kind of traditional method cured grandma and great auntie and on and on.

It really wasn’t that, because that’s all a vaudeville act; but they believe it. It was the prayer that did the work, and the prayer didn’t even heal anybody, it was the fact that the prayer was given by the Creator, and He healed. We don’t heal a thing.

There’s where tradition became, and also, it’s where it’s going to go back to—purity. Already, some of the medicine people are approaching me, saying: “Red Elk, we know this is dying. We know that the future holds no more plants for us to use, no more of this or that. How are we going to survive? How are we going to remain being medicine men without all of this stuff ?”

And I laugh, and I say: “You’ve never needed it in the first place!” And I explain. And it’s hard on them, but they see the truth of it. They’re going to have to go through something new to them—purity.

So, anyway, it is no trouble for me to swing back and forth between Indian and the so-called White man’s religion. And it’s no trouble for me to go into Muslim and Buddhist.

The Creator looks at a person’s heart. I have, now, people who are Buddhist, and people who are Muslims, and Wiccan, and atheists, who are Christ-followers. That’s what the word Christian means; they use the power of what Christ gave the people: love. That was his sacrifice, his teaching, and his love. Therefore, anyone who loves, not hoping to get something back, but just plain compassion, they, at that time, are a Christ-follower, whether they know it or want anything to do with it, or not. CHRIST IS LOVE. CHRIST WAS GOD. GOD IS LOVE. Even the Bible says: “God is the spirit of love” as well as many other names.

Right now I have a Buddhist—an active one who loves the religion Buddhist/Christian; and I have two Muslims who love their way, Muslim/Christian. God doesn’t care how you go to Him; He cares about your heart.

Rick Martin: Intent.

Red Elk: I have people who are atheists, who to this day will not admit that there is a God, but they follow Christ, because they do so out of just pure heart-love purity. Do you understand?

Rick Martin: Yes, I do.

Red Elk: I wish people would leave everybody’s way of going to God alone. And, knowing what God is, purity love, knowing what Christ was, Him, in purity love on two legs, and knowing what that purity love does to you, it gives you compassion and the willingness to love without any recompense on your part, with much sacrifice, often.

Never mind if they get on a piece of cloth and bow to the East. Allah is the name of God in that region, for Heaven’s sake! It’s this in-fighting of religion that’s terrible, but even worse is, in those religions you have, like Taliban, and your other Muslim types, it’s in-fighting; it’s denominationalism within the Muslim faith, a splitting-away and causing in-fighting. And it’s nothing more than what we have here that we call denominations. Let us unite as mitakuye oyasin—one people, in love. And never mind how we go about it, go about touching God’s ear.

So be it. I felt very strongly, I came on more like a preacher than an Indian, and they wouldn’t know where I came from.

Rick Martin: It’s always good to clarify.

Red Elk: I’m doing CDs and tapes, professional, on how to do certain things. The first three are professionally taped: How to teleport; How to do telepathy, on demand; and How to fly, or levitate—both 101 and advanced. All people have to do is to test it, to find out if it works.

You do me a favor. You pray about it [whether to include the following information]. I’m not in this for the money. Thank God I’m starting to make some money. But I’m not in it for the money. It’s almost a sin for me to make money, and it’s awful hard on me, because the Bible says: “Feed your hawks.” And this big, old, dumb ox, I’ve been working for years for nothing.

Nevertheless, I have other ones coming up. Next month I’ll spend a whole day taping a bunch of other ones.

Then, the one I have now is called The Agendas, as you know (a 24-page booklet, $33) that gives nothing but knowledge. And knowledge that nobody else is presenting, and really knowledge that’s so deep that, who’s going to believe it? The only way that you’re going to find out is to wait, and that way you won’t be so shocked as it happens.

I don’t set the price on these things. The Creator sets the price, and I’m ashamed at the price; I’m so shamed. But he told me: “No! I mean, literally, No!” He said: “I want only those who are truly interested in learning to receive these.” And that means that if people can’t afford the price themselves ($33 for a 24-26 page booklet), they can always find 2 or 3 others who would like to share the cost.

Again, you pray about it, and if you put it in, you tell them you prayed about it. I’m going to leave it in Creator’s hands and out of mine.

Rick Martin: This is a good place to end. Thank you for sharing your wisdom with our readers.

Red Elk: Aho!

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