The British Isles have Gone Crazy

AND MY POEM

So might as well chuck your phone and disable it into the nearest pint of Guinesss.

We are again at ‘labelling a BILL something you cannot disagree with’.

This Bill called “The Incitement to Hatred and Hate Crime Bill” prohibits an Irish woman (does she exist) or man and everyone in between, from having what they define as ‘hate’ on their phone. ON THEIR PHONE. chuck the phone. otherwise you go to jail. I mean you have a meme that you laughed at. GO TO JAIL. sign the petition and spread it wide. long far.

It’s getting to the point where disagreeing with your government’s positions on anything is HATE. Hate is for silencing you or ripping the words from your mouth. and hate is now jail for disappearing you.

You feel safe because, what you agree with the government’s policies on trans or drag queen story hour? Well how about on infinite vaccines. Just insert the sliding scale of where ‘hate’ is defined by one arbiter, arbitrary, what becomes useful to an objective of ALL POWER?: an increasingly powerful organization that can never be contradicted. SAY WHAT.

Oh

will NO be hate speech.

will prayer be hate speech.

“are you praying right now?” the police officer asks her before arresting her for suspicion of prayer.

https://twitter.com/MaryMargOlohan/status/1605957711631249408?s=20

She is arrested again for ‘Engaging in prayer’ which is the Offense March 6, 2023.

@ADF_UK

“Police wrongly claimed that the PSPO "buffer zone" banned Isabel from simply standing near a clinic. This is simply not true. A court ruled only weeks ago that Isabel broke no laws by thinking a prayer in her mind. How can MPs roll out this law with so little clarity?”

Ambiguity is for their prisons. empty the prisons from those who kill and rape and pillage and fill them with those who … pray or have memes.

THAT IS THE ABSURDITY LANGUAGE SHOULD NAME. THEY WILL NOT LET US NAME IT by owning the speech and cornering the debate and saying that the BILL IS SUCH AND SUCH A LAUDIBLE THING . bend down. bend down. prostrate yourself on the stupidity of they them. To Jail To Jail for being a parent who questions their child’s questions. absurd absurd absurd. that you are not ‘loving’ like we define ‘love’ you go jail. that you love in your mind you go to jail. that you have on your phone a zillion things but here it is them labelling with their ambiguity hate and you go to jail.

https://twitter.com/MaryMargOlohan/status/1632825589437440000?s=20

I’m engaging in prayer right now if you’d like to know.

Prayer that reading this wakens an absolute Lion in you. That your roar cannot be tamed. That the bristle on your neck cannot be fleeced. That your roar rallies all your neighbors. that it flushes the birds from the bushes, that the animals in every direction turn and hold, that the worms and vileness dive deeper into the soil to hide; YOUR VOICE BE THAT STRONG. That the SUN refuses to set until the black is burned bright.

That the ‘words they do’ look like a cheap assembly lines of CCP Plastic from China and tossed like the rubbish they are. That the pulpits they push the words from ‘on high’ crumble from the weight of their deception. That the loot they took like bags from children at a party, rots their tongues and teeth and makes visible how black their mouths and souls now are. What it bought what it bought what it buys.

LAWS THAT WANT TO BE CHAINS AT OUR FEET WITH SWORDS AT OUR HEADS.

I AM FIERCE. I AM MAD. I AM NOT TONGUED IN THEIR CHAINS. I’M NOT SQUARED IN THEIR HATE. I’M NOT BOUGHT IN THEIR SAND. THAT SAND THAT IS SINKING i see ROUNDING THEIR FEET.

YOUR WORDS WILL BIRDS FLY, WILL FISH SWIM, WILL RAIN FALL, WILL SUN RISE, WILL FIRE BURN, WILL EARS FINALLY HEAR. LIKE OPEN CANALS TO THE BIRTH THEY FROM CAME. I’M HERE. I' AM HERE.

MY WORDS ARE PROCLAIMED.

THE VALLEY THEY CALL SHADOW WE’VE PIERRCED WITH LETTERS.

STAND ON COMAS ON QUESTIONS ON ASKING FOR ANSWERS. HIT WITH SENTENCES HURL WORDS THAT JAIL THEIR PALE LAWS. THEY WILL TREMBLE AT WORDS NOW THAT PLACE THEIR NAMES NEAR.

YOU CAN’T ASK US TO UNSEE THE THINGS YOU REQUIRED. THE THUNDER THAT HITS THE GROUND NOW DEMARKS. WE WILL NOT RETREAT THE ROAR IS AT OUR REAR, THEY AREN’T YOUR TALONS BEHIND US BUT ALL with US those WHO STAND.

THAT CRY IS MY NEIGHBOR ITS STRENGTH IS OUR STAND. THE BURST IS YOUR EAR DRUMS .I WILL NOT UNSAY. YOU’LL HEAR IT FROM HOW HARD I HIT THESE KEYS TODAY.

THE SHAKE OF THE AIR FROM MY FINGERS WILL MOVE. INTO HEARTS THAT DON’T READ WILL FEEL THIS STONG BLOW. IT CHILLS TO YOUR BONES BECAUSE YOU KNOW I AM RIGHT. AND RIGHT WILL NOT BEND AGAINST LAWS THAT ARE untrue.

words they attempt to be black across blacker page ALL iblack too. and nothing against the WORDS of our LIGHT.

AND TRUTH IS NEVER UNHEARD UN SEEN. YOU CANNOT WIPE IT WITH YOUR DIGITAL SWIPE. cower you cowards with words I undo. your due is here.

IT IS NO. IT IS NO IT IS NO NOW AND FOREVER.

to HELL WITH YOU. writing abominations and using legislatures to pass abominations. don’t you see how the road is paved? with our words and our roar.