Last time I was in California I paid a visit to the Universal
Studio's, there was an native American section, there was a big shop
which sold Sioux souvenirs, there worked Sioux guys there (maybe mixed
and not 100% Indian) I was looking to the pictures of their leaders and
their arts. It was a hot summer and I was everyday at the beach so I was
very brownish, I also had long hair. A guy told me where I am from, I
told him from Senegal, he said you don't look African at all, I said I
am originally from Iran. Then that guy said Great God, I thought you
were native American too, an older guy told me that he also believed
that the Sioux have caucasian influences, so they have a big nose and
bigger eyes, not a little nose and narrow eyes as the Mongolians, but
very interesting was the motifs on their carpets, which that old wise
man said also they look very Iranian, I saw a book with all of Sioux
motifs in it, also their religion resembles ours, their God is
Wakan Tanka, which means like holy spirit, this is like the
pre-Zoroastrian Aryan religion, in which Zarvan Akarnush was the time
unlimited and there was a holy spirit (Spenta mainyu/ Espдnd Minu) and
an angry spirit (Angra Mainyu/ Дhrimдn). Zarathustra introduced
monotheism, by which Ahura Mazda was the only God, but the holy
spirit remained as a divine force, but the angry spirit was regarded as a
destructive evil force, the devil.
So I think that there should have been a people who have emigrated to the America's from our region, some 4000 years ago.
I remember when I first arrived in the US due to the different culture I was brought up in, the folks in town teased me and considered me "not right" and implied slight mental illness or simply being different. I was in a relationship of some kind with this girl in town. She once told me, “Everybody thinks I should be afraid of you, but I’m not.” The town's sheriff would take photographs of us and follow one or both of us in his vehicle. Eventually I caught her making love to an unidentified person. Shortly afterwards the sheriff also arrived and spotted me. I fled, leaving my scarf behind on the branch of a bush. My girlfriend disappeared under suspicious circumstances and was later found dead. Shunned by many, I was immediately considered the main suspect. While in the interrogation room, I was shown a white cloth, which the sheriff identified as the item used to strangle the girl. I denied that the girl and I were romantically involved. Locals vandalized o...
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