A moving plea for help and solidarity from Ukraine. So many of our brothers and sisters are rising up around the world in the fight for freedom and most of them are being met with brutal violence from the police and powers that be. Please send love and support in whatever way you can. I want them to know we are with them as they so courageously take on a very corrupt system. Power and peace to the people!

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  1. I share hope with all of those in Ukraine who want to find a peaceful solution. And I say: Weapons down…

    These are some words of mine. I don’t know whether they can change something. I wrote them in hope and silence.
    I which I could change more…

    “This text is about LIFE

    And this is the reason why I am writing this text!
    At the end of this text it is your decision whether you want to try to make the world a better place or not, at least fo rthe parts which lie in your own hands.

    I don’t feel like I am exaggerating when I will use strong and metaphoric words.
    There is that kind of importance in what I am talking about that says to me
    use the kind of words which are telling a greater story than only the story of words.

    I am talking about the Ukraine!
    And I have to ask:

    „Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where did you go?
    Are you of men and women who criminalize the nation?
    Are you of violant and dangerous people?
    How can I remember you?
    Where did the peace of your neighbours go?
    Where are the laughing crowds?
    Where did the celebrating people go?
    With foamy beer and fumeing food?

    Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where did you go?
    Are you of men and women who forgot the power of speech?
    Who is the sovereign? You, the people? Or the weapons in your hands?

    Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where did you go?
    There is crime in your streets! And blood on your hands.
    On every hands.
    The government strikes. The opposition strikes back.
    There is blood, Ukraine, blood everywhere I see.

    Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where did you go?
    Do you feel the blood on your hands? Do you feel at all?
    What happened to you hearts? What happend to your peace?
    Tears fall down! I hear them fall! Fall on rocky ground.
    And hard they fall and heavy they fall, because massive is
    their mass.
    Tears, they fall. I hear them hit. Hit the peaceful soul!

    Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where did you go?
    You are one nation. Brothers and sisters.
    And crime came up of greed.

    Ukraine! Who are you?
    And where will you go?
    What is your heart? What is your soul?
    The soul of crime and greed?
    Lie down your weapons! Lie down your anger!
    They won’t be peace and seed!

    Ukraine!
    Keep up your dreams.
    But weapons will not bring them up!
    Resistance falls when it becomes the same!
    The same as crime and anger!
    And anger I see! Anger everywhere!
    Calm down your mind. Calm down your crime.
    Then dreams will come be real!

    Ukraine!
    Bring up your voice again!
    Your voice of love and peace!
    Men and women! Down with your weapons!
    Down with them at once!
    Deaths will rise when weapons rise.
    And deaths are not the peace.
    The peace you want is peace of love.
    And not the peace of crime.

    Go home, Ukraine, go home at once.
    And resist with other hands.
    The hands of now are bloody ones.
    And they won’t bring the peace.
    Rethink your way. Rethink your mind.
    There must be different wind.

    Resist, Ukraine, but with your heart.
    Not with the values of the crime.
    Ukraine! Who are you?
    Where have your values gone?
    Is it the blood? Is it the pain?
    Or is it the speech of peace?!”

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