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She witnessed a horrors beyond comprehenshion

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face of so many emotions...

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I am so sorry that i haven't posted here in a while. Studies and work can be too overwhelming.... bth here is cute cheetah Bertholdt and chausie Reiner from that merch spin-off

Meow!

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Two years ago, my town woke up to explosions. russia's full-scale war against Ukraine has been going on for two years now.

Today I thank all the fallen soldiers for the fact that I can write here. Don't forget the price these people pay every day.

This is not a crisis, this is not a conflict. The war continues. We are still dying.

Glory to Ukraine! Слава Україні!

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I genuinely don’t even know how to respond to this. (X)

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I don't know why, but when I look at my friend`s soldier, I immediately think of the movie "Lighthouse" with William Dafoe. It's like he's also a retired military sailor who lives and works in a lighthouse full of monsters. But in this case, it is not him who should be pitied, but the monsters from whom he beats the shit out of. They liked it....

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kyiv dealing with the consequences of another russian attack, 02.01.2024

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He didn't even hesitated.

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"We made it so that you remember!

This year, in my opinion, is not the most difficult for us.

We lost and gained. We cried and laughed.

But our whole country, the whole world knows who we have to thank the most - people from the front lines.

There is no swamp, blood and shelling in the photo. These photos have a soul that everyone who looks at them will feel.

Family warmth and the hugs of relatives is a dream for everyone who stands in defense of their loved ones.

- REMEMBER.

- RESPECT.

- HELP."

Please do not forget,that we are people too. And we need your help,to make this world safer for you and your kids.

Author: https://www.instagram.com/p/C1PAwbitX3m/?igsh=ZWw5NXAwdnR2bWV5

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18+warning!!!!

The photo shows a scar in the shape of a swastika on the face of a Ukrainian prisoner of war, who was tortured by the Russians. Another crime on the conscience of the Russian army, which none of the international organizations will remember or do anything about. organizations, which are supported by huge amounts of money from the pockets of taxpayers from all over the world. is it worth sponsoring them at all, if they are unable to provide minimum security and safety conditions?

The man underwent a procedure that helps to get rid of the scar.

Source: Світлину опублікував проєкт "Неопалимі", який безкоштовно лікує людей, що отримали опіки та рубці внаслідок війни в Україні.

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Guys, what are you doing, stop it. it's just a redraw of the screenshot, you don't have to love it that much HAHAHAH. tf2 fandom is incredible

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Time for another " Emesis blue" screenshot redraw! It was hard,but i hope you liking it

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I would also like to emphasize how this beautiful artist died(

(The most famous art from Andry Klen to Khvylovy's book "Myself(romantica)")

On May 13, 1933, the writers Mykola Kulish and Oles Dosvitny came to Mykola Khvylovy. Writers discussed the arrest of Mykhailo Yalovy, Khvylovy's best and closest friend. they decided to seek the reception of the Prosecutor of the Supreme Court of the USSR Lev Akhmatov. When the writers decided to part ways, Khvylovy went to his office, where he shot himself, leaving 2 suicide notes. He addressed one of them to his daughter, the other to fellow writers:

"The arrest of Yalovy is the execution of an entire generation. For what? Because we were the most sincere communists? I don't understand anything. I, Mykola Khvylovy, am primarily responsible for Yalovy's generation. "So," as Semenko says... it's clear.. .

Today is a beautiful sunny day. You have no idea how much I love life.... Today is the 13th.

Remember how I was in love with this number? It hurts terribly...

R. S. I transfer everything, including copyright, to Lyubov Umantseva. I am asking my friends to help her and my mother.

Mykola Khvylovy. 13. V. 1933."

why did he like the number 13? He was born on December 13

(He and his familly :"( )

On the birthday of Mykola Khvylovy, one of the most influential members of ukrainian "Executed renaissance", author of "My self (romantica)", avid communist to the last moments of his life, who poured his blood and sweat into creating a "worker paradise" just to see the monster he created destroy everything he loved, the man who gives the words "problematic fave" it's meaning; the man who killed himself during the peak of Holodomor in 1933 - man-made Soviet-russian famine - and public hunt after ukrainian intellectual elite; the man who killed himself rather than give the regime the satisfaction of getting to him; on this day I want to bring attention to the fact that no matter how much modern tankies pretend to be the last bastion against nazism, the only people they historically manage to successfully exterminate are other communists. Kvylovy was a communist, but he was a ukrainian communist, and the formed has outweighted the latter.

You can acquaint yourself with his works in english translation here. The collection consists of six short stories: "Puss in boots", "My self (romantica)", "A sentimental tale", "The inspector-general", "Ivan Ivanovich" and "His secret".

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russia continues attempting to destroy Ukraine and ukrainian culture today, just like they did almost a century ago. We loose our brightest every day. You can help us by throwing a dollar to ukrainian "Hospitaliers" paramedic batallion, that is saving lives every day on the hottest spots of the frontier.

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I am finally back after hospital and studies!! Whassup?

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Дуже гарна лікарня надибалася, аж людиною себе відчула

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What Ukrainians ate to survive Holodomor

(translated excerpts from an Історична Правда article): + images source

The villagers would dig up the holes of the polecats to find at least a handful of grain hidden by these animals. They pounded it in a mortar, added a handful of oilcake (from hemp seed), beetroot, potato peelings, and baked something from this mixture.

Those who managed to hide at least a little grain would grind it in iron mills made from wheel axles and cook "zatyrukha" (a concoction made from a small amount of flour ground from ears of grain).

Acacia flowers were boiled and eaten raw, and green quinoa was mixed with crushed corn cobs. Those who could - and this was considered lucky - added a handful of bran. This food made their feet swell and their skin crack.

The peasants dried the husked ears of corn and millet husks, pounded them, ground them with weeds, and cooked soups and baked pancakes. Such dishes were impossible to chew, the body could not digest them, so people had stomach aches. Pancakes, the so-called "matorzhenyky", were made from oilcake and nettle or plantain.

It went so far that peasants would crumble straw into small chips and pound it in a mortar together with millet and buckwheat chaff, and tree bark. All this was mixed with potato peelings, which were very poisonous, and this mixture was used to bake "bread", the consumption of which caused severe stomach diseases.

There were cases when village activists took away and broke millstones, mortars, poured water on the heat in their ovens. After all, anything found or saved from the food had to be cooked on fire, and matches could only be purchased by bartering for their own belongings or by buying them in the city, which was impossible from villagers that were on "black lists".

Chestnuts, aspen and birch bark, buds, reed roots, hawthorn and rose hips, which were the most delicious, were used as food substitutes; various berries, even poisonous ones, were picked; grass seeds were ground into flour; "honey" from sugar beets was cooked, and water brewed with cherry branches was drunk. They also ate the kernels of sunflower seeds.

Newborns had the worst of it, because their mothers had no breast milk. According to testimonies, a mother would let her child suck the drink from the top of the poppy head, and the child would fall asleep for three days.

In early spring, the villagers began to dig up old potato fields. They would bake dumplings from frozen potatoes, grind rotten potatoes in a mash and make pancakes, greasing the frying pan with wheel grease. They also baked "blyuvaly" (transl. "vomities") from such potatoes and oatmeal mixed with water, which was so called because they were very smelly.

They ate mice, rats, frogs, hedgehogs, snakes, beetles, ants, worms, i.e. things that weren't a part of food bans and had never been eaten by people before. The horror of the famine is also evidenced by the consumption of spiders, which are forbidden to kill in Ukrainian society for ritual reasons.

In some areas, slugs were boiled into a soup, and the cartilaginous meat was chopped and mixed with leaves. This prevented swelling of the body and contributed to survival. People caught tadpoles, frogs, lizards, turtles, and mollusks. They boiled them, adding a little salt if there was salt. The starving people caught cranes, storks, and herons, which have been protected in Ukraine for centuries, and their nests were never destroyed. According to folk beliefs, eating stork meat was equated with cannibalism.

The consumption of horse meat began in 1931, before the mass famine. People used to take dead horsemeat from the cemeteries at night, make jelly out of it and salt it for future use.

Dead horses were poured with carbolic acid to prevent people from taking their meat, but it hardly stopped anybody. Dead collective farm pigs were also doused with kerosene to prevent people from dismantling them for food, but this did not help either.

After long periods of starvatiom, the process of digestion is very costing for the human body, and many people who would eat anything would drop dead immediately out of exhaustion.

If a family had a cow hidden somewhere in the forest, they had a chance to survive. People living near forests could hunt/seek out berries and mushrooms, but during winter this wouldn't save them. People living near rivers could fish in secret, but it was banned and punishable by imprisonment/death.

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Це навіть трохи іронічно,що саме до 90 річниці подій Голодомору викрилася правда про те, що росія планувала створити штучний голод в Україні знову. Це не тільки відображає відсутність будь-якої фантазії в керівництва цієї країни-помилки,але і доказує,що навіть через 90 років нація росіян не покинула своїх планів з повного винищення всього,що має хоч якесь відношення до України. Ми маємо пам'ятати це, пам'ятати через що пройшли і проходять наші співвітчизники. Ми маємо шанувати їх пам'ять, і робити все,що можемо,аби не допустити таких трагедій знову(при наймні настільки,наскільки це від нас залежить).

Від першої статті в Manchester Gurdian до сьогодення психологічні травми,нанесені росіянами, не покидають наші покоління. Наступний раз,коли ви помітите за собою,чи за своїми родичами звичку запасится побільше їжею чи звичку їсти усе з хлібом, або ж якщо ви відчуєте,що не довіряєте владі взагалі,навіть, коли на то немає підстав,-замисліться,а чи не відгукуються в вас ті страшні згадки минулих поколінь. Чи не відгукується так їх біль і страждання.