At least presently the attire a person elects to wear is basically unregulated, more a matter of choice-the point I would make is you don’t see people wearing a priests collar and giving mass, or a nuns robes because they “respect” them-neither do they claim to be either.
Nor those of law enforcement, the military, and so forth. If they do and are discovered they are exposed and labelled for what they are-frauds.
I suspect if we were able to sample everyone’s DNA we would be surprised by the number in which genetic indigenous markers would be found-but then it is estimated that Neanderthal DNA is present to some small degree in four to five percent of the world’s population. But that doesn’t make them Neanderthal does it?
Early on the human fetus is equipped with a rudimentary set of gills and a tail-yet they are neither a fish or a tailed animal are they ?
This raises the question, at least for me, how is that an individual multiple generations removed with some miniscule amount of blood/DNA is “Indian”?
Some entirely negligible amount like 1/64th, or 1/128th, or that my great grandmother ten times removed was Pochontas, or even better “I was an Indian in a past life”. Even if that were true-that was then and this is now.
Even more pointedly how do any donning the attire assume that in doing so it serves to authenicate whatever claim or performance they engage in?
After having been told repeatedly we do not appreciate your antics by what metric do you persist?
Do you really expect us to believe that “channelling”, talking to your guides, the local scam artist who told you about your past life(s), joining a faux tribe, or in waving your crystals around that you are one of us?
The truth is you are little more than selfish, truant, highly imaginative children assuming a playtime role and speaking to imaginary friends.
Burden others with these things-join a UFO club and dress up like aliens or one those enlightened elect chosen of mankind to be an ambassador for those extraterrestrials.
Go cowboy or cowgirl and claim you are a descendent of Earp, Hickock, or the James boys. Maybe Butch or Sundance. If you elect to you could claim to be Belle Starr or Annie Oakley come again.
Carpe diem-seize that day, that opportunity-the possibilities are endless as you well know.
Now if this confuses or angers you and you’re not sure how to reply then by all means enlist your favorite guru and ask them to do so-hopefully “spirit” won’t tell them to take the high road, let it pass, and pray for me/us.