Suddenly realized how much attention has been given to the war throughout my entire life.
We used to go to the veterans as members of the Young Pioneers, they would take out their jackets with medals and reluctantly tell us something about the war. As if they had nothing else to talk about anymore?
All literature and movies about the war – I would cry every time, it was hard and scary for me to read or watch (just remember “The Dawns Here Are Quiet!” – how is that for a child’s perception? But you have to!) Why?
I still remember the pioneer heroes of my age at that time, about whom they also told us in detail how bravely they fought. I was scared to imagine myself at war, but I did it.
There were also military training lessons where we were taught how to disassemble the Kalashnikov rifle – what?
In every small village there are memorials to the war – reminders:
War is an integral part of life, kid, get used to it.
You will grow up, baby, and if you are a girl, you will give birth to a son for war, if you are a boy – you will go to war yourself.
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In terms of energy, it is kilotons of attention from everyone, given to the war egregore in the form of fear, pity, sympathy, involvement, and a sense of justice.
I reclaim all the attention I have given to war throughout my life and all my past lives.
I am taking back this energy.
I no longer give it away.
It is mine.
For me and my life.
For love.
I want to create love, spread love, multiply love.
We all come here for love.
And you, war, can return people their energy and become nature.
Become love.
And no longer fight.
You are free.