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Wheat vs. Chaff or West Ireland Celtic sacred heritage choking in racist and misogynistic atrocities

West Ireland is one of the most beautiful lands with full of fairytale landscapes dispersed with ancient relics and mystical gateways. It is the home for the Mystics, Dreamers, Artists, Musicians, Storytellers, Healers, Medicine Women and Wiches of all kinds.

This place is flooded with magic, and whoever steps into its ground, cannot stand apart from the influence of its spectacular energetic vibration.

I remember first time I visited the area. As the vehicle left Galway, and approached the wilderness, my heart was jumping out of its place and the surprising feeling of arriving home overflowed me with its sweetness and love. I felt deep down that I was connected into some kind of magical heritage, a remembrance of something important, something hidden, something ancient, something of high value.

After all, half of my life spent in standing up for human and women rights, this place let me touch that mystical essence, which let me be a whole human in all vulnerability. It was like falling in love in the first time and having the pink glasses on.

But I also remember after I have settled down, how I had to call the Guards, just to get home because people were congregated in front of my house to beat me up or when I was chased out from the public place of the castle garden because of my accent.

I remember when I was shouted at, and obscene words were picked to throw at me regularly in public places, till I reached the point to become afraid of going out.

I remember how much efforts I needed to stand up and go out of my house each time and to embrace for atrocities which came both from the street boys, from scolds and from the oligarchic fat pigs. I found myself excluded, outcast.

As I was closed up in my house and listening how they were hitting my door with their fist- while publishing 'BLM' propaganda in their social media profile - I had time to research what was really going on and I found the story of the 9000 baby-corps revealed in Tuam and the stories of tortured and killed pregnant ladies by the guidan