Well, it’s been a while. A long while since I did something like this, namely back in the first months of Russia’s full-scale invasion of...

The sound of shells has woken up the city. The killings, shootings, bombings have opened up the hell. The next few days were all, indeed,...

The desperate individual has finally left the stage. Its frantic warnings were simply all ignored. It asked once more: "Why do the wars...

It has been nearly a week since I gathered my ever so trembling courage to share the primal version of “The Notes of a Desperate...

The pain. The pain I feel writing these words, full of petrifying dread and impending sorrow, caused by not only experiencing the...