Sorry for the silence, folks, have been busy surviving the ever suddenly coming winter. Its not that terribly cold yet and I hope most people have changed the tyres for winter ones. First few days of snow were fun, but also expensive for the ones who ended up crashing.

That bit was written almost a mont ago. After that it all went to limbo. Winter came and all superproblems became again terribly visible. Now two big horrors: for what seems to be going on a whole eternity the Russian invasion to Ukraine and, looooong baking revolution in Iran. My father was a man of few words. He rarely talked. Usually he simply did not give a fuck because most of the time and most of the big things in world was not for simple commoner to change. And he kept his focus on what he was doing. Yapping about things that did not concern him was totally not his style. So, when he suddenly in random time and random place spoke everyone was listening. I remember it as if it was yesterday. That how significant each time he said anything was. It was sometime during 1984 or 1985, after listening to news, world news, not just local ones!, from radio. The news were about Iran, their mulla (or whatever their titles were that time) Khomeini, their new rules for women or of some sort. It was not quite understandable to me (plus the word mulla means a whole different thing in our language:) ) as I was just a preschool child and I didnt understand even the words that were said nor the concept of other countries like Iran excisting! For us was “only important Stalin, Lenin, Moscow and Russkii Mir” and that we had to keep pretending liking this shit to survive. Being betrayed by own close neighbour or even relative was more or less common practice. We nodded to everything, agreed to everything, but inside was boiling. Our goal was to survive and wait for the suitable moment. So, some day in 1984 or 1985 my father, sitting at the kitchen table looking through the window to eternity behind the forest said, particularly to nobody: “So this is the end of Iran as we know it”. And went to work. Nothing else. These words were said with such passion, regret, sadness, confusing mix of emotions, that I remembered them my whole life. This sentence kept me from going to Iran 4 times, as a tourist. I always wanted to visit this region, but understanding the constant conflicts throughout the years and my fathers words, I never went. Be it Syria, Iraan, Iraq, even Arab emirates, even northern Africa – nothing good can come of places where the ruler is religion. Or USA for that matter. Nothing good comes from religion, especially forced on religion. Never has come, never will come. Nothing.

Not a single atheist or pagan ever went to school with AK47 for killingspree. Also, the one lunatic who went to kindergarden in Belgium and cut the throats of some 13 or 17 one-year old babies. Certainly not pagan, certainly not atheist. Who were raping the church-choir boys? Bad guy from the ghetto? Nope. Who was it killing the orphans, in Ireland, in Romania, in Canada? Bigfoot? Nope, these were nuns! NUNS! Or these orphans and indigenous kids just disappeared to thin air? Yes, in the name of god, a fairytale. In hopes that you go to heaven. Or heaven plus 72 virgins. Let me tell you. There is slightly more realistic fairytale, its called Santa Claus. And he actually excists! No? Well, I have been to his place twice. You, however, havent seen god with your own eyes :). Cinderella too excists, you can find her after 40 minutes ride from Paris central station. Or an hour or so from Orlando airport? I guess…. Oh, I know, you say these are not real, they are characters played by actors and actresses. Yeah, well, your god is not even played. And the only thing you confirm by believing in god is that you are off your rocker! To claim you have invisible friend who created all the world and is the true leader… I mean, hell yeah, you sure can do all your dirty deeds as you know that you are forgiven in advance!!! How can you believe this nonsense! A few thousand years ago one guy died, so you can go ahead and do whatever you wish for because he has your sins covered 🙂 . This is the furthest you get from common sense. I sure am happy that I was born in non-religious country and with ability to think, use common sense and act as is normal, and in addition, most of us here do that without invisible bearded friend sitting on a cloud. Recommend highly for grown ups – dont drink, dont smoke, dont do things you cannot handle. And, switch on your common sense – fairytales are called fairytales for a reason – they are not true. Plus you are going to hell anyway, because your sins are yours and not forgiven. Invisible friend can not forgive you anything because he doesnt excist!!

Most times, it just gets down to common sense. Just dont start yapping about god/ allah/ or any other equivalent of fairytale to a person less than 18 years old. Anyone younger than that is not capable to understand nor choose nor decide on such matter. Dont force your beliefs on kids. That oppressive behaviour should, in fact, be considered a criminal act.

Anyways. I now declare I found motivation to start moving towards my longlost fit body. Just started on last day of November, slowly to move my ass so to speak. AND I kid you not! Immediately it worked in a way I lost some four hours later a whole 1 kilo! And I did not expect that because I stopped sport or any physical fast movement years ago. I still am bearable to watch by naked eye though as I always had physically challenging work, which included lifting heavy loads, walking long distances and in fact the most energy consuming task was always to keep warm. I kid you not! I could be 10-12 hours outside in – 10C or even -25C without any place to get shelter. So to survive is the main goal. Its not terribly difficult to keep warm if there was either intensive walking or intensive lifting involved. The worst day was when I just had to stand and wait. Wait, wait and wait a little more. Just standing in winter outside is the most dangerous. Your feet, your face, everything, every bit of your body sort of starts to shut down one by one. Its pretty ridiculous that its forbidden to leave and sit in car or wait it out somewhere inside some building, anywhere.

This bit of writing I started in November. I lost motivation as I was suffocating under the masses of idiots of ruzzia. They truly are magnificent in their brainless life. Its a true miracle these kinds of imbeciles live. Damn that modern medicine!

But now, I close this bit. Though a few days later, I consider it to be the closing of this dreadful 2022. I hope to find motivatio and good emotions to get out of this winter alive.

Happy New Year!

Slava Ukraini!