Outstanding news, friends! Russian warship did go fuck itself✊🏼😌 On the 50th day after our prayers and mantras🙏 So, affirmations work!!!
Ukrainians quickly understood: we need new mass mantra. "Die, putin, die", for emample. Or "russia loses all its armed forces". Something like this. We are still discussing our new national prayer💪
Today I have wonderful mood (not only because of that shitty ship). So, here's a picture of our kitty Markiza😼
But you have to ask me: Yulia, why do you have such a wonderful mood? And I'll tell you. My friend's friend serves in Armed Forces of Ukraine, and in few days he'll be relocated to East. He wrote a post and asked about temporary shelter for his dog. And I've convinced my mom to take the dog!!!
His name is Scooby-Doo, look at this precious creature 😍
In few days Scooby-Doo's "daddy" will take him to our house. We are ready to take care of the doggo as long as it needed. I am so happy, guys! You don't know how much I love dogs!☺️🧡 Of course, we'll be ready to return this little chocolate to his owner when he comes back (after the victory of Ukraine, of course, or earlier, if he's relocated again).
And again to the war news. Today russia shows real agony:
Sirens growl all around the country
But are we afraid of russian agony? No. Even if that means nuclear weapons. Because only the last coward uses nuclear weapon. So, what are Ukrainians really afraid of? I'll write here a quote of Ukrainian poet Sanya Malash, which she asks to spread everywhere we can:
"I am not a journalist. I worked in one Ukrainian linguistic journal. Also, I raised two children, did housework and loved my husband. We were an ordinary Ukrainian family with ordinary cats, an ordinary dog, an ordinary flower garden and ordinary family disputes.
But suddenly it turned out that our house, our family, our flowers and pets, our magazines were really bothering someone a lot. Someone who doesn't know us personally decided that we should all disappear. In order not to annoy him, perhaps.
It turned out that a woman who rides a bicycle in a small town also infuriates him. Aswell as a car with children and an old grandmother. All of them threaten the security of russia so much that the soldiers in the tanks with a Z sign had no choice but to shoot down the car.
And then the soldiers, who call themselves fighters against Nazism, decided that it was too banal to kill only people. After all, there are other more interesting targets. For example, horses in Gostomel. Or dogs in occupied villages. What's more, survived animals won't publish an article about it.
And it's all boring, too. Why would Z-soldiers just kill Ukrainian girls in occupied towns and villages when you can have sex with them? Perhaps, these Ukrainian girls are against it, but who will ask them? However, Ukrainian women can print an article in a newspaper or write a tweet. Therefore, it is safer to rape babies, as the warrior from Pskov did. All babies keep a secret, especially if they are dead.
... I could describe the atrocities of the occupants over a hundred pages, but I'm not here to live all this horror again. Instead of this, I'll ask you one question.
Do you know what Ukrainians are really afraid of?
Of course, death, you will say, and you will be right. All normal people are afraid of death. But some of them protect their house and their flower garden, while ohers kills other people's sons and daughters. Whose death is worth respect is a rhetorical question.
Of course, Ukrainians are afraid of rapes, hunger and thirst, mental disorders that always come with the war. They are afraid for newborn children, mothers and cats, which risk dying under the rubble every second.
But the greatest fear of Ukrainians is that the russians will exterminate everyone, and the world will not even notice it.
Because the life of some small but recalcitrant country and all Ukrainians in it will turn out to be less valuable for the world than a good artificial picture of the world, which is so dreamed of by the residents, tired of bullying, murders and fires.
Moreover, Ukrainians are afraid that they have little time for the world to hear them. That no one will take our voices seriously if we scream like crazy. And that no one will pay attention to these voices if they sound quiet.
They are afraid that a stranger will plow their land, in which fathers, sons, husbands and numerous dead civilians lie in mass graves. And instead of theaters, museums, churches and schools, only obscene inscriptions on the ruins will be visible. Inscriptions made by russian invaders.
And I'm also afraid of it.
Therefore, I am writing while the world still remembers who the Ukrainians are.
Until their voices fade".