Chorus by Zoltán Kodály : So what, Magyarok, turot eszik a Roma es Sinti, es nektek is izlik, es nekem es anyukam es a lanyom!!!

And the Hun-garians and Magyars both like to eat their 'turo', too, for example in 'Turo Rudi', a chilled sweet from chocolate filled with quark/cheese. Not just the Roma and Sinti, who are always blamed for just anything that goes wrong for the Magyar Nation that seems to have subscribed to most of the time a fallen angel, who does with a war-mongering demoness mingle, and wishes upon holy souls in an evil spell even shingle and does only ever porkypies about Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala in just about all their incarnations tell, and who even desecrates and consecrates to evil a bell and chops up Szent Istvan and Gizella kiralynoe for having loved peace for this country as did Ferenc-Joszef (Franz-Josef) and Erzsebet (Elisabeth/Sissi).

Time to stand up to all evil in Hungary and make it the land of the Magi, the wise men, of the Magyar peace tribe in word, music and deed but for that the holy souls must speak and live the living true holy creed and live accordingly to God's law and accordingly to Jesus Christ's truth, and not treat human dignity as the last straw and not  collectively cheat even God and the world in some party secret society draw of some obsessed and deluded pan and mammon worshipping fanatics, who play big empire and would like to take urbi et orbi a la 1936 - 'buedoesoek masogatoronyok vagytok, ti magyarok', mondja Gizella es Erzsebet egyuett, 'ha nem az igazsagot mondjatok!!!'

God is with His holy souls, and Jesus Christ has had enough of your fouls. Behave yourselves and put the truth back in the bookshelves - vagy mar elfelettetek az anyai nyelves?!!!'

In 1988 I sang for exiled Magyarok in Austria and Bavaria also for Pax Romana - I wonder, how the same souls could forget that once upon a time in exile they did cling to the Roma violin string and zither with and without fret and song for comfort but now they accuse them of just any crime and throw against them mercilessly their own grime. That is not the Magyarorszag of holy peaceloving souls - that is a collective bunch of the walking dead, who spit in churches on the truth and poison with lies and greed the wine and rozs kenyer bread.

I had com-passion for the exiled Magyar soul and I feel the same love for the Roma and Sinti and all, who are holy and try to survive in God's law and on Jesus Christ's path free of wrath in a nomansland, where everybody seems to play with anybody mercilessly spiritual roly-poly and spit on human dignity and take lives with ritual, often secret society knives even under diplomatic immunity and with the promise of impunity. What foundation is this, if a snake can simply at holy souls hiss and give to them publicly a death's Judas kiss?! I give that kind of warzone a miss and leave the dead to bury their dead instead.

Mathair Sigrid Eliora