And so it reveals

I have a weird feeling of dejavu. It's like it is February over again and we're desperately calm ourselves and each other that Yanukovich won't order to shoot at Maidan. It seemed incredulous, eventhough the first blood was already spilled.

As I'm writing this Russian tanks march through Novoazovsk. No longer bothering to hide. No more 'they got lost' statements from Putin (as he addressed the fact that elite squad of his soldiers engaged in combat in Eastern Ukraine). I'm still wondering, if we'll hear more 'deep concerns' from EU and 'strong condemnations' from US.

A self proclaimed leader of BRICS alliance, who aims to offer a better alternative to 'rotting West' acts in the same way their 'evil' conterparts are blamed for. Makes one wonder, what kind of 'better' world they are capable of building, having no regards to honoring international deals, integrity of the borders of a sovereign country, let alone sanctity of human lives.

To all those 'neutrally acceptable' (as per Fulford) Asian power hubs: you claim to act wise, whatever wisdom you use, nudging Putin into annexing part of a sovereign state. I hope that the ghosts of the murdered and tortured would haunt you, staring with silent reproach. For it seems, this is as much of higher justice we could ever get.

No longer  peace,

Happy Birthday, Ukraine

It's sometime after midnight, and You are asleep, covered in the chilly breeze of the coming Autumn. The town is silent, as much as it can be on a regular summer night.
This silence is misleading. 

Somewhere to the East, this night is torn apart by constant cannonade of shots fired and blown explosives. Somewhere to the East, the soil is soaked in blood. The same soil that is capable of yielding the highest amounts of harvests.
You are turning 23, and yet this is the first year You are at war. So it'll be 23-1. I hope there won't be 24-2. These days, we've become so used to tell each other "Hang on", but one would want desperately it to be "Good luck!". As lucky as I've been to know all of You. 

Happy Independence day, darlings. 

Let us celebrate this feast of Freedom. Mine and Yours.