Difficult hours and days are flowing like tears into the past.
You try not to think. You try to hold back internally, but tears have never been under your psyche, consciousness, or mind control – they are always on their own.
The Christmas from the bloody Easter comes into the house quietly, sitting in a corner and trying to cheer up the owners by wiping tears from their cheeks. But it is clear to everyone that Christmas sanctifies souls that are condemned to the darkness of death by someone else.
My work weekly ended two weeks early. After going through my notes once again, I closed them. Images, fragments, thoughts, and, worst of all, clear memories of every day are everywhere. It’s a terrible year when you remember all to the last detail.
War, genocide, prisoners of war, the enemy, and blackout are no longer words from a book or Facebook. They became a part of my life. At first, back in February and March, I was looking for those responsible. Today, in December, I expect my country to continue its existence.
Having lived my life, I have realized with all my being the essence of the definition that I have been offering my students for fifteen years – “Ukrainians are an ethnic–confessional European society with genetic attachment to their territory”. This term has now become part of my life. Because back then, without the war, I explained that Ukrainians do not exist without their land, and Ukraine is disappearing along with the disappearance of its language and its territorial borders.
The beasts destroying my land for more than 300 days clearly know that we, Ukrainians, are honoured to die on our native land, not to mention live on it. So, by leaving us on our native land 300 years ago, the entire russian kingdom lost in this way.
And now that this year of our life is coming to an end, there are only three commandments that I want to ask all of us to fulfil:
– The land is our body, the Ukrainian mentality. We cannot give it away. Therefore, even if all russians, from the alcoholic Medvedev to all the alcoholics of the russian bottom, come to us, everyone must perish on this land, not us – them;
– The language is our blood. We have to defend ourselves and preserve the Ukrainian language. Our language hits that scarecrow more than modern weapons. Language destroys civilizations and gives birth to new ones. We have to be reborn. And the only way is to preserve the language;
– freedom is our nature. We should not confuse freedom and independence. These are different categories and from various worlds. When we are together with the Muscovites, we are independent. When we are with the entire civilized world, we are free. Let those seeking independence remember – the Ukrainians have never depended on anyone. Perverted Tsarist russia tried to enslave us, but it never happened.
So we are free, with our language and on our land. And anyone who questions this no longer exists in our psyche, consciousness, or mind because he is the enemy.
And, under 2022 circumstances, we are doomed to kill to live! Our Essence has accepted these conditions. There is no turning back…
The hunt is on.