Kiss of Life

One week before the official day of hugs and kisses. And after many decades, on Valentines Day, I am coming out. Allow me to explain.

Although no one has pinpointed the exact origin of Valentines Day, one good place to start is ancient Rome, where men hit on women by, well, hitting them. Between February 13 to 15, the Romans celebrated when young women would actually line up for the men to hit them. They believed this would make them fertile.

This ritual continued until the 5th century when the church decided to ban the beating and suggested giving tokens to potential mates. As time passed, these tokens were replaced with written words of affection and in 1913, Hallmark Cards of Kansas City, Mo., began mass producing Valentines. February has not been the same since.

What began as a crude man-made way of showing affection has become a $20 Billion dollar industry.

This begs the question. Is anyone still capable of promoting good intention? You see, I should have only had 39 Valentines days in my life yet now well beyond that. The extension of my life was made possible by the loving intent of a matriarch who gave me a kiss and broke Federal law in doing so.

It was the early 1990’s, world medical experts used the finest known cuts, burns and toxins to purge the Cancer that had decimated me to skin and bones. When Hospice rolled in, I asked if I could try medicine from a local Nentpike (a female medicine man). The only problem was the medicine was naturally plant-based and non-toxic. It was also federally illegal.

The experts said no to old folklore medicine while Hospice kindly looked the other way. I am alive today because of a kiss. The kiss given to me years ago on Valentines Day contained the only thing I could stomach which was the taste of pumpkin. The kiss the Nentpike would give me also contained an illegal plant-extract that grows as easily as a common tomato plant.

So what began as a crude way to show affection which went on to save my life. It has also blossomed into a multi-Billion dollar industry. And Federal legalization efforts only began in December of 2018!

Although I alone cannot prevent big pharma and big business from tainting the medical plant-based medicines with impurities and greed, our united tribes can make a difference with love, purity and good intention.

On 2.14.19 after the State of Indian Nations, I will come out, offer our Pumpkin Kiss medicine to the Delaware State medicinal dispensary that I produce from our private facility in DC. These Delaware medical professionals can then assure they will go to pre-screened adults in need. Once we are set up to produce in Delaware, our tribe will offer authentic Native American medicines to other states.

One-hundred percent of profits will go back into establishing American native tribes to produce the Pumpkin Kiss® on a larger scale and of course, daily research, 3rd party verification to assure consistent quality and dosage. We will advocate what the American Lenape natives practiced well before the Roman empire.

Join in the 116th State of  American Indian Nations on 2.10 to 2.14.19 in Washington D.C., the countdown to Valentines Day and the liberation of pure plant-based medicine for all.

And thank you Ladies Lenape, Master, Filippone, and Connor for helping me come out. ” Plants made a covenant to our creator to take care of people” Ankuntuwakan


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