CHILDREN FREEZING

Alarm!
Alarm!
An umbrella can't stop the rain,
two umbrellas can't stop the rain, 
three umbrellas break, bombs explode, 
metal rain is not angelic, 
bombs are not divine, 
this sugar candy won't change a thing.
Every bitter bite is a child's breath.
Every death is the end of the future of all the children of the world.
I look at the sky and the dark clouds have arrived and the winter is freezing.
The animals inside get warm 
but there are many victims out there in the cold 
and I can't sleep thinking about them.
Alarm!
Alarm!
Children don't deserve this pain.
Who are you who have no feelings?
Who are you who live without thinking?
Will this war be the last?
This pain will be there last.
My bed has no peace, 
it moves under the bombs, 
I hear them coming and I think of those missing children,
to mothers who try to put them to sleep.
How did Jesus sleep when it was cold? 
How can he remain silent in the face of this disaster?
My food turns bitter because I cry,
this war does not end, I cry, I pray, but human beings are deaf, 
they have become inhuman,
total alienation of armies and young boys.
I pray for Ukrainian and Russian children.
I make no difference, 
I understand everyone's pain but where is God? 
What are you doing? Please call God!

OLIVER STONE’S DOCUMENTARY

Why does Zelensky keep asking for Ukraine to join NATO when all EU leaders insist it is "not on the agenda"? The answer is in the 2016 Oscar-winning film “Ukraine in flames”, first censored by Youtube and then reactivated amid protests. The war in Ukraine is not the story we see in the media: it is the story of a country divided in two for hundreds of years, made up of blood and irremediable conflicts that Americans are using for their own purposes of supremacy.At the YouTube censorship attempt, other Academy Award winner Susan Sarandon tweeted: "Aren't you curious why they don't want you to see it?" The film explains the US strategies of an orchestrated coup d'état in Ukraine to the detriment of the previous government, passed off as Russian pro, monsterrified and overthrown.The recipe for US "revolutions" has three ingredients, explains the documentary: money, media and technique. Americans are professionals in the field, turning common peaceful protests into riots against incumbent governments.

WAR IS NOT A SOLUTION

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IMAGINE THERE’S NO WAR

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IT’S TOO LATE?

Is it already too late? When a victim stands up to a bully the interaction is fascinating to observe. Before the moment of resistance the bully has anticipated that his behaviour will produce his desired effect. He will threaten, then his victim will submit. When his victim resists, our bully is forced to make new decisions. If he resorts to violence there are unknown consequences.

He might get hurt or lose. Unsure of the result he raises the level of threat attempting to elevate fear levels. When the victim’s resolve is unshaken he returns to the same question. Should I fight? Unsure, the bully redirects and blames a third smaller party. If on the other hand he attacks and hurts his victim, he still loses. The victim has shown courage and will be admired even in defeat. This scene is being acted out in Ukraine at the moment.

Putin raises the rhetoric and redirects his attention towards Latvia and Lithuania. He rants about ‘serious consequences’ but the new kids have already seen the worst he can do.

They reply ‘Show me what you’ve got. We’re not frightened!’ Can Putin walk away promising dire consequences and retain some of his power?

Will he risk losing it all – or is it already too late?

I’M SOFIA

“I am Sofia, a little Ukrainian. I lost my arm, my mother and my cat in Bucha. I am one of 910 children who suffered because of the neighbouring country”

This is a message from Sofia who was living in the hospital for the last three months. Although she is in safe Rome now, a girl shudders at every sound and fears planes. She feels phantom pain. When she is worried, not only her non-existent hand hurts, but also all over her body.

Before the Russian invasion, Sofia did equestrian sports, but now she is not sure if it would be possible in the future again. She dreams to have a prothesis. It will help her to reduce the pain and even be able to do routine, like dressing herself.

WE WANT PEACE

DON’T BE OFFENSIVE!!!

I am really very sorry to receive comments in which some people tell me that I am a Nazi just because I want peace or because I am talking about Ukrainian victims.
I ask everyone to respect ideas other than yours. 

Also, I'm sick of being considered a Nazi just because I'm Italian. These prejudices do a lot of harm and it is not right that we are accused in this way in a space that is private to me, where I put my personal things and where I have to feel free to be able to post what I want and not what others expect of me. 

It is really absurd what some people do. They write offensive comments to me and this is only because I have expressed my ideas here about Ukraine. I think we must all have the freedom to be able to talk about our ideas about war. 

Instead a division is happening, again, as has already happened for the covid. So I will not post these offensive and disrespectful comments to my person because I believe there is a different way to accept other people's ideas without insulting. If any of you don't share my ideas then don't follow me.

I don't want to repeat the same things over every post, I'm sick of always having to repeat it for those who can't accept those who have different ideas. I am Italian and I am for peace. I do not accept this Italian government. I did not choose this Italian government and therefore what the Italian government decides does not reflect my will. But I don't always have to come here to write explanations about my position on the war. I'm really tired of repeating the same thing over and over about me and my ideas. I am for peace and not for war.

LOVE FOR PEACE

For all those times when

The grayest skies will make me tremble again,

For all those times when

My steps will be hesitant on the path,

I will tell myself

What for all those times

My soul has crumbled branches,

trampled on stones

caught the wind

Is that

after all those times

it still stands today

on the peak of a mountain.

MY PAIN CRIES

Once upon a time there was a spring garden, green, full of flowers, and the children played.
Then the bombs came and the flowers blew up, and the children blew up too.
Now I know that the devil exists, he has a face, two ugly eyes, an empty heart.
His name is Putin.
This world was not perfect and this man was not perfect either. But no one knew that a new hell came from a man.
Or did they already know?
Yes I said it, I always said it years ago, as it was in my dreams, the war, and the children killed, but nobody listens.
Once upon a time there was Putin and he does not deserve to be in this world so I pray that he disappears because if God created a man like this then he was completely wrong.

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