May 25, 2018 - the Day the Hellmouth of Ireland was Opened
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How it began
“Hellmouth” is a term believed to be rooted in the Alchemy of the Middle Ages, when a portal to the demon world/forces of darkness is open and enough shadow is unleashed to put the universe into darkness until it is closed again. It requires a ritual of enormous psychic charge to open up a Hellmouth.
Let me state firstly, that I am not anti-abortion in the sense that all of it should be banned. Women get cancer during pregnancy, shit happens, and sometimes it is the last option as a medical intervention. Only when it becomes a form of birth control, upon demand, when numerous forms of regular and accessible birth control are freely available, that we enter into the domain of the profane. As this is completely against the forces and will of Natural Law. I am against abortion on demand for this reason, and not because some Pope told me it is a sin based upon canonical law. I am also not condemning women who, for whatever reason, chose to have an abortion. It is none of my business.
The current Hellmouth that is Ireland was opened with the wild, and very literal Black Mass celebrations with the legalisation of abortion on May 25, 2018, inside the grounds of Dublin Castle. It was not the law change per se that did this, the demonic portal was opened by the profane harridans/male feminist cucks of the Irish Establishment dancing and screaming inside Dublin Castle, which unleashed it.
Everyone present who were joining in the hysteria of approval lost their souls at that moment, and these damned profane curs have been destroying our island on behalf of the demon world ever since. These are the servitors of the NGOs and activism which continues to profane and gnaw at everything about Ireland that made Ireland, “Ireland”. They opened the Hellmouth and need it to remain open. Because as soon as it is closed, they will dissipate up to the threshold of the Abyss. They have no choice but to continue to feed it so as to stave off it eventually feeding upon them.
Perhaps this is what J.R.R. Tolkien meant when he stated that there is a great evil under the landscape of Ireland, and it is only the goodness of the ordinary Irish people who keep it locked down there. We need a restoration of ordinary goodness more than we realise.
I watched the Eurovision last night then my girls wanted to watch a YouTube video - Irish Eurovision entries through the years. It was fun and you could see the moment Eurovision lost the plot - but our entries were still okay until 2024’s entry which had such an impact of violence and darkness I turned my eyes from the screen. That energy was normalised last year, people thought nothing of it, having it in their houses, singing along with it. I’m so glad that it’s on its last hurrah. There has been a definite shift. The people have said NO! And they mean it too.
Dead eyed sheep. Bereft of any original thought or creation. May they never return.