I was returning to my Irish rebel roots, thinking of how my ancestors rose up against their oppressors, the British colonizers. How those Irish rebels became an inspiration for colonized people around the world. How the enslaved and oppressed need the bread of hope. The bread is always rising. Can you hear its music? By being lost in reverie, I was violating the terms the machine people have laid down for us to start and spend and end each day in fear and trembling. They are the experts who, as the English essayist Adam Philips has said, “construct the terror, and then the terror makes them expert.” https://off-guardian.org/2021/03/28/rise-up-say-the-birds-to-the-bread
