Am t-sean tuathail nuaidh, anns am sean domham nua

Title : A new ancient-people, in a new ancient-world. If the seanachie and the authors of the Senchus mor, the Lebor Gabala Erin, as well as the leabor nuachonbhalai are to be believed, then it is in the reign of Pharoh Rameses the 2nd (so called, the Great) that our common source has its origin. Milesius, a financial advisor to The Great Rameses, took the Pharohs third daughter, Scota by name, to wife. It was in this time that the wise prophet Mosua arrived, and great was his chastisement. It was during the ensuing exodus that Milead and Scota took their house to the region now called Andalucia, and there did (the god(s) allow) their house (to) prosper. It was their grandson Ir who stood upon lands end, who Fand enticed with visions of a rich green land across the waves. Thus did he, and his brothers 3, Eber,Erimon, and Donn, set out their corsairs and came with a fleet to Erin. It was here that Amergin gave his great speach laud in its retelling, where the Milesians conquered the Tuatha de Dannon and drove them under the hills. Dal Riada next ensued in 325CE which the exodus of the tribes of Scota to the easterly Argyll (aer Ghealla). After years of prosperity, the Normans came tossing their pails about, as all thingsdo, to the Britheamh's law they did succumb in time. In 1320 at Banockburn we staked our claim in Saxon blood in hills that were green and lush. Those now purple hills, and empty halls stand tribute to the great disruption. Between 1746 and 1912 CE there was the Great Famine as well as the Highland Clearances that decimated the traditional lands and send coffin ships in droves to harry our people to the safety of this new-world and her very ancient peoples. It was here, and in the silence of those deep woods that the gentle voice of our sean-nos began once again to be heard, no longer lost in the cacophony of arguing deacons and the incessant ringing of those bells. And here we are now, free at the place of the Muddy waters where the 2 rivers meet, in this land of Great Spirit we will rebuild that hot bed of wisdom, we will replant the Auld groves like they were in the land of the Arvernii before the time of Chartes, Those were in the heart of the old continent, we stand now in the heart of the new. Here shall we rebuild, as we have always rebuilt, and again we will build in the future.