Thank You Britain

Slavery is an unintended consequence of ignorance; befuddlement comes with its legitimation! Life is a petrification of gentrification! The summation of life's confusion is a derision! Britain messes up holiness. Driven by myopic colonial mindset, Britain devoured the glory of nativity. Scotland wants out, Britain won't let her. Northern Ireland wants unionisation with the rest of their brethren, Britain won't let her. To stay in Britain is problematic, to leave Britain is problematic. Power devolution is more than what the duo wants. They want independence from English-fuelled sadistic imperialism. A country that devours its own is cruel!
The Britain-Ireland debacles are not simply fostered by Catholic vs Anglican shenanigans alone, these battles are driven by elementarily wounded souls and confusing ideologies. Ireland, like Scotland, wants to assert her identity in the committee of civilised nations. The warring factions feel this union is choking them. They need mental liberty and social security basically! They want to be themselves!
The ideology '' better together'' has stopped working for them. The Scottish and Irish have seen the nearly centennial deceptions of the English hence wants to utilise United Nations/Geneva Conventions to extricate themselves from Westminster Immune Barbarisms! A unity held by coercions is bound to suffer explosion, tensions are boiling, slave masters beware! Today's slaves are learned and seasoned, be reasonable, they are reasoned!
It is idiotic to be playing dice with people's destinies! True Brits prefer their own! The British problem is that the bleeding mentality of the populace adores misery.
Death, decay, and forgetfulness sums our emptiness!
Life is a school; Austerity is the teacher!
Somehow, accountability is inevitable!
Opportunities/limitations abound in deprivations! Mum died from psychosis, that risk is what I don't want to take!
However, the world is pushing me to the edge of reality, this spells uncertainty! I don't know how long my greatly troubled mind can endure before losing the last dregs of residual sanity. The darkness of faith accuses the lightness of doubt, highly incriminating, one wonders what would have been the fate of humanity without the doubts of scientists that inspires renown feats in medicine, law, psychology, sociology, botany, architecture, aeronautic science, marine engineering, and computer science! The doubt of faith is a feat, the faith of doubt is fatty, ignorance is a menace, beware of touts! Is wishful thinking curative?
In the world of duality, next to the greatest fallacy is the denial of corruptibility! As the desecrated life in me dwindles, regrets assert their importance as tenants of irredeemable rascality!
Am I dying to be, or unbe? One thinks the history of adversity is uncanny! Forget their civilised pretences, the British government thinks I am mad, and I give them the benefit of doubt. They might be right having arranged for one to see a therapist! Suicide is the price of mediocrity; worthlessness is the bagging. At last, all that survives are regrets, loneliness, and hope; they open doors to emptiness! Life is the centre of Silence, be patient, respect Nature's fury and destiny's story!
The courageous does not reject the wars of life because of the chances of deaths The lures of theocracies are apostrophising; the merits demand full gentrification and genuflections to buttress imagined glories accruable to that yet to be fully comprehended. ''Are we dogs to God?'', I admire the noisy nosiness musing the temerity of human fidelity geekily! Take the antiquated rottenness of the British police, a modern exemplification of organised misogyny and patented corruption even to their own! . Never judge a human until such is exposed to the best and worst! In the realm of insecurity, surprises await the trustful!