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The labrynth was more than a maze. This was not a fun game. It was to be honest beyond brutal. Her mind felt ready to shut down but she truly dared not. Cassie knew if she hesitated she would not survive. He was following her, this thing, not a man nor animal. A shade as old as life, something or someone who did not recognise time, space or even walls or floors. If he caught her maybe her fate would be that of her friends, those she held dear but who now were empty lifeless shells bereft of even the glimmer of what once was their souls.
She looked around in what should have been terror, but now Cassie had no thoughts of flight, now fight had took hold of her, but a fight with no panic left, just calm acceptance. His powers against her skill and whatever else this new strength within her seemed to herald.
She drew her sword and faced him. She new him, recognised his gait. This was no man, this was no demon, this was “the” reaper she faced. She stood calmly and stared into his face, she looked beyond his eyes and found it, she saw the seed of Death himself, and now knew she could truly win.

Why is Orgreave so important? Why does it effect us 35 years on?

OK Orgreave is a little area just outside Sheffield, close to Crystal Peaks Shopping Centre. You might never need to go there even if you live within a couple of miles of it. In 1984 however it was the site of a very onesided battle between the striking mining community and the police, who were being used as the private enforcing force of the establishment (those controlling Britain’s industries for their own financial gain) and using those lives of the miners as pawns to be destroyed as an example to all trade union members in the Country.
The battle was instigated under direct orders from Margaret Thatchers Downing Street Cabinet. It is suggested by many who were there, including anicdotally some police officers and ex servicemen that members of the armed forces, most likely the army were used to add significant force to the police and were actually wearing police uniform, but without collar numbers. Photographic evidence from the battle seems to support this view.
If the army were deployed without a declaration of Marshal law and the consent of Parliament their involvement would be illegal both under British Law and international legislation.
As it was the extreme force and subsequent arrests, charges and imprisonment were not justified, moral, ethical or indeed legal.
The Sun newspaper lied and deceived the rest of the Country and is due to that and its lies supporting the police at Hillsborough have left it banned from Liverpool and hated by many.

So why important? This would be a clear example of the government attacking the populace to enforce their rule, to strip of us rights and to ensure their need for greed and corruption was sated.
This was a modern day Peterloo but instead of swords they used shields and batons.
This was the establishment keeping us down, and layed the foundations of austerity and the selling out of all British industry and the destruction of communities and yes families.
Since 84 those involved, the victims of police aggression have been calling for an open and honest enquiry int the battle. Into what happened before, after and at the time. The Conservatives have continued to block this. They still have members who could be held legally and morally accountable, but also the truth may just ensure the Tories would never achieve power again, the police would be reorganised to ensure they no longer were the bullying enforcers of the establishment and possibly new iron clad laws to make sure the army and forces could not be turned upon the populace by any politician or party.
ORGREAVE and the truth of what happened could just empower us all to facilitate true change and make Britain truly a great place to live.
Jonesy Jones

I wish I knew what was on my mind Facebook. Maybe a past I didn’t live to potential? Wrong decisions made?
A present of lost opportunity? of lost friends? of a lost path?
A future of mist, walls, obstruction, of despair?

I have decisions to make, debts to pay, and possibly hurt to experience.
I am but one person experiencing living with chronic phisical illness, depression and anxiety in a society that promotes a hostile environment to anyone who displays or suffers a vulnerability or worse a shred of humanity.
I am tired beyond belief of those who buy into the shit that the media, the BBC, channel’s 4 & 5, Sky and the Tories and yes Lib Dems push out. I am fed up of waking up in a world where Money, power, corruption and greed are the true religions of those who control everything. A world where self is more important than families, friends and people. Where words and mediation are drowned out by force and yes bombs.
I am but one human drowning with my comrades in a sea of cruelty and inhuman wickedness.
Many reading this may recognise themselves in this. I just hope the person they recognise is on the right side of history. That they will be judged by our descendents as the ones fighting this cruel corrupt system.
Every day I struggle to find reason to remain here, but the realisation that if we give up they win.
Jonesy.

Why do I bother fighting each day? I get less respect than a bully from family and spoken to with contempt by strangers, ripped off by friends and all too often an afterthought. Nothing to get up for. I am almost a food condenser, from mouth to ass with no other real meaning left.

Now becoming scared of living in the real world.

Metropolitan Police given orders to shoot to kill anyone carrying an offensive looking Milkshake.

The Police Commissioner says they will not rule out milkboarding for any offender who is arrested. Pictures of the London Mayor have been distributed to all fast food outlets and supermarkets to prevent reprisals for Mr Fart’s comments earlier today.

A spokesperson for the Mayors office states there is no truth to the rumour that Mr Khan has adapted the Daffy Fart Blimp to carry a payload of 2,000ib crusha chocolate bombs.

Yesterday I was taken by The Black Dog. Nothing I could do to change the overwhelming emotions then the void that followed. I felt truly isolated and alone.

Despair took over from rational thinking.
I had no control over the thoughts and then apathy. In fact in some ways it was the apathy that protected me.

I had no path to follow and only saw self loathing and I suppose what seemed like a universal injustice.

I tried to get some to understand but given I myself couldnt get where it came from how could I truly explain to others. I went on a depression and anxiety support group and shared my post, but that ended up seemingly feeding the emotions and negative thoughts of others, I had responses where suddenly people were sharing thoughts of suicide.

I felt responsible for their pain which dragged me down further.

There really was no serious catalyst for yesterday. I was happy enough Saturday. Sunday was a washout physically but was ok in myself. Then when I awoke Monday it hit.

It was not a choice, it was not planned or welcomed. I had no control whatsoever.

There were some very caring people upon my facebook that did help. That tried to distract me, that were concerned and spent time being there for me. All I can do is thank them for their humanity and the care they showed. They know who they are. Without them I might not have been writing this today. I truly do not know.

Depression may seem self indulgent and even attention seeking to some , especially if the onlooker has never experienced it. Sadly however it is not ever a decision to ‘be depressed’. You do not awake and say to yourself ‘today I will be low and get sympathy’. In fact at times sympathy feeds it. But saying that, you cannot just ‘pull yourself together’ you can not ‘cheer up’ and you cannot see that ‘things are not that bad’. You know ‘others are far worse off’, but all that does is add guilt to the equation.

I can only talk about how it effects me, I know that I feel worthless and pathetic when it effects me. I cannot think straight and feel frustrated with life. Yesterday was physical pain and mental anguish. I wanted the hurt to end. I would have done anything to end that pain. Luckily for me there are folk that love and care. That I love and care for. The thought of making them feel the pain that hit me, through my actions was too much to contemplate. Though depression can feel selfish it truly does often breed an empathy.

I could offer up all sorts of thoughts and excuses for how I felt yesterday, but none would be accurate. All I truly know and understand is it was a very onesided fight. It was a battle that I have now won, but only one battle in a war that may yet last my lifetime. A war that if I lose a single battle, I will not survive.

As I said this was and is my experience. Others may be different, but the cost of losing sadly often, too often can be the same.
So if you you see someone in a crisis, please try to be there for them. Saying the wrong thing often is better than saying nothing. But do remember depression is a very real illness, not a life choice.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and if you are one of those wonderful people that took time to interact with me, to be there for me, to distract me, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are a reason I am here to recount this.

Your friend
Simon

I do not give a shit for Brexit. I care about folk killing themselves through lack of hope, no future, no support and society’s lack of humanity. I want a country in or out of Europe that we can be proud of because it treats the vulnerable, sick and disabled with respect and empathy. Where scum do not set homeless alight, where the government to no commit fraud and worse to sate their own greed.

I want communities that support each other. People that see diversity as positive and seek out the good in others without discriminatory judgement. Where corporations and the super rich pay taxes and folk earn a wage worth working for. Where everyone is treated as a human being. Boss is but a title of a job not ownership of workers. Where medicine and health care is free. Where tampons are not sold for profit, and everyone can eat a good diet.
Why is this seen as radical? Why is it supposed to be impossible? Why the feck are we arguing over Brexit when we need to fight corruption, cruelty and greed?
Time for everyone to wake the hell up

Jonesy Jones

Truly feel like filling bike and riding til run out of petrol then just walk til run out of land. Sadly body doesnt do walking and live in the UK so would hit the sea before ran out of fuel.

Hate these days. The physical pain of illness and exhaustion I can cope with. The feeling useless and pathetic I can’t.
I am 52 not 92. I had my career I loved, self worth and yes even money, I could afford to dream. Then overnight I became this joke. A shell that people ridicule, attack, dehumanise. I am a prisoner to the lump of meat I have become.
I want to do something, but never know how I will be each day, I want to write but no concentration span, I want to plan, to dream, to live but no money, no prospects no self worth.
I went to bed with a plan in my head, today I realise it was a pipe dream. That I am no longer that person.
I am not angry nor even really upset. Just empty. Just as colourless as the drab sky outside my prison window.
I have enough to sustain life. But like so many others no longer enough to really live.
I wish I could just cheer up, hold my chin up, pull myself together, but sadly not how this crap works.
I pretend all will change but all too quickly realisation hits with the truth that it wont, well not for the better.
Not life just limbo.
The little ten year old me so full of hope has truly withered into nonexistence.
Dont fret not suicidal today, just accepting of a fate I never planned for.

Those who ‘don’t do politics’ or ‘don’t vote’ you are truly human lemmings. Right now we upon the edge of history’s cliff and you are ready to jump into the abyss.

If people do not start to understand how politics effects your lives, those of your families and friends, if people do not get out and vote for a party that will try to undo all that this government has done, then you will wake up to find yourselves and all who you care for smashed to pieces upon the rocks of a health care only for those who can afford it, for the rich.

You will live in a society where more and more folk die upon the streets and those who are not profitable or essential become expendable.

I can only tell you this, for no matter what it is but my understanding, so instead of just ignoring it, why not get up and do a little digging, check out what we as a nation already have lost under tory rule.

Oh and yes Labour were bad enough under Blair, they were not altruistic and caring but that vile warmonger has gone, now we have a truly different party who’s leaders and members do care,

The Conservatives and Lib-dems brought in austerity, initially to bail out the corrupt banks who had gambled with your savings and pensions, but then just to asset strip the UK and profiteer from our taxes! This ‘austerity’ has meant money, support and services have been stolen from those who really need it. Disability is no longer accepted but now those disabled are vilified and targeted.

When you decide to look into whats going on look who owns the banks, who their wives or husbands are, who their school friends were.

Look at how fascism rose in Nazi Germany, in Fascist Italy and Spain. Look who really benefitted from that hate. Certainly not the likes of you and me!

So stop being lemmings, open your eyes and start to fight back. The fist barricade is your vote! Make each one count.

Jonesy Jones

I opened a door and the real me escaped, will I ever return?
Then I trod a path of anxiety and ache, will I ever return?
The me that remains now seems quite fake, will I ever return?
All thats here is so much pain and self hate, will I ever return?