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This isn't just a holiday appeal. It is a call. It is a call to those who feel that the world around them has become false, and that truths that seem to be eternal are suddenly losing their power under the oppression of hypocrisy, war, and political spectacle. Easter is not about cakes and candles. It is about choice. It's about realization. It's about finally stopping believing in beautiful packaging and starting to see the essence. There is pain, anger, but also hope in this text. It is neither a political manifesto nor a religious sermon. It is the voice of a man who is not afraid to talk about the difficult at a time when everyone prefers to remain silent. About those who hide behind crosses but carry a stone in their hearts. About the authorities, for whom the ceasefire is just a pause before the next blow. About you and me - those who want to believe, but increasingly feel that faith is not a church or a ritual, but a choice to be alive, real, honest. If you feel that the bells no longer ring, that prayers sound hollow, that "Christ is risen" has become a ritual without meaning - read on. Perhaps this is where you'll hear what you've been afraid or unable to say to yourself. Because now is not just Easter. Now is a moment of truth.
→ Easter, War, and Awakening
→ Easter, Truce, and the Edge of Awareness
→ Circles of Sansara: Easter, War, and the Illusion of Truce
→ A holiday in the shadow of war: when truth sounds louder than bells
→ The truth you don't hear every day
Greetings to all who celebrate this bright day. Christ is risen - and let this be not just a greeting, but an inner call to life, to peace, to the present. Today's broadcast is special. Not about holidays, not about religion, but about us. About what's really going on. What they don't tell us. What those who should be talking are silent about. The wind is different today. It's like it's blown all the filth out of the air. I honestly haven't smelled it in a long time - the smell of life, of spring, of something real. Not chemistry, not the stench of war, but the smell of nature. What was it? Energy? A truce? Or did we just stop killing for a moment and start breathing?
The ringing of bells. It used to give me goosebumps. The very resonance, the proper Hertzoff. Today, it's different. It's as if the sound doesn't penetrate. Maybe the ringers are different. Maybe I'm different. But even that is better than the hum of drones and sirens. Easter isn't just about religion. It's about spring. It's about a new level of consciousness. It's about suddenly remembering who we are. People. Not fighters, not soldiers, not numbers. People.
I've launched a course. Yeah, it's inexpensive. It's only on Instagram for now. Not for the money - for the answer to the question that is being asked more and more often: "What do we do next?" People wake up, start looking for themselves, but they get lost. There's no going back to the past. It's scary to go forward. So I decided: let there be a course. Let there be steps. Small steps, but forward. Because I see that people don't understand. They look and they don't see. They listen and they don't hear. If you explain the obvious to them, they laugh. Until it happens. And then they say, "How did you know?"
From whence-from observation. From experience. From pain. That's why I decided: let there be Telegram, let there be Instagram. Let there be platforms where we can talk. Maybe someone will hear. Although... often they don't want to hear. As soon as you say the word "paganism" - that's it, you are an enemy, a demon, a traitor. And I'm just asking a question: have you read the Bible yourself? Not just quotes out of context. Lines. Deep, complex, real. Like this: "Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me." Did you even look into it? Or do you just repeat it without thinking?
I never thought about it before. Now I'm awake. And I'm gonna wake you up. Because if not us, then who? Who will explain, who will show, who will wake up those who still believe that all this is just a coincidence, just times like these? No. It's not the times. It's who we are. But maybe not forever.
God's ... but not children, not sons, but slaves of God. That's what we were taught. Me, in the seminary, in Sunday school. You know what that is? And then as soon as you start to wake up, you get kicked out. Not because you're bad, but because you no longer fit into their murky, gray, false reality. You've slipped out of this society where love is a mask behind which hatred hides. They scream about the sanctity of family, but lie, betray and curse. And then they get on their knees and recite prayers. Just for the sake of appearances.
An example? Please. Chernivtsi region, Vyzhnitsky district. Easter is coming. A drunk driver puts on a show on the road. I call the police, try to stop him - and end up being the enemy. Stones, swearing, threats. The police arrive, and that's it, he's all yours. Logger. Pays kickbacks. It all makes sense. A week and a half passes - and I see this same man kneeling in Banchenko Monastery. Him and his wife. I asked, "Do you think this is normal? A week ago you wanted to destroy me - today you pray as if nothing happened." And he's back in the melee, with swearing. Just because I reminded him who he is..
There it is, the truth. Believers? No. These people don't believe in God. They don't know what God is. They don't know what love is. That's the worst part. They just yell about the Bible, about spirituality, but there's darkness inside. I read, I study, I compare. And I see that 95% of people are in enlightenment. Completely ignorant. When you drop a video of occult rituals on Good Friday in Spain, they laugh. Like, "it's always been that way." Yeah, maybe it has. But do you even realize *what* it was? Or do you just accept any abomination as the norm, as long as you don't have to think about it?
We live among underdeveloped individuals. Not because their brains don't work - but because they don't want them to. And it's spreading like a virus. Any attempt to tell the truth is met with rage. It's not the body that gets hit, it's the soul. Because the truth hurts more than lies. And when people ask me, "Did you go to church today, did you celebrate Easter?" - I say, "No." Not because I don't believe. I believe in God, and very strongly. But not in religion. A church is not a building. The temple of God is in the heart. If you want to do good, you don't need rituals and candles and paraphysics. You just live according to your conscience.
Why are you deceiving yourselves? 90% of the people who come out of the temple, an hour later they are already hating, cursing, collecting on drones. Where in the Bible does it say to raise money for murder? I haven't seen it. I haven't read it. That's why I'm running these courses - to pull at least some people, one at a time, out of this darkness. So that they don't believe in the form anymore, but look for the essence. Because now we are on the verge of realization. And either we step into it - or we fall back into the familiar darkness. There is still a choice. There's still a choice.
We're going around in circles again. War is not just for fun. It is not an event, not a tragic accident. It is a system. We move in the wheel of Sansara - from A to Z and back again, from year to year, from life to life. Easter, truce, war. Easter again, truce, war. And so it has been for 11 years in Ukraine. Not three. Not two. Eleven. And now look at what our "ceasefires" look like. They declare a day of silence and that's it, peace? No. It's just a pause before the next hell. And each time it's worse. Deeper. More cynical.
Our leaders in their holiday robes are talking about God. They talk about Easter. They smile. And then they give orders to kill. Are they Christ's people? It's not a religion. It's a grotesque. And the paradox is, most people believe in this game. They like it, they applaud it. I mean, there was a truce. No, a truce is when people realize that killing is unacceptable. Not at all. No "buts." And not when there are posters hanging around the corner: "Sign up to be a border guard", "The third assault force is ready", "Let's kill the enemy". That's not peace. This is aggression disguised as patriotism. And you're still hoping for a truce?
On the internet I saw a video of Mackintosh, a criminal authority. He said: "Life is too short to waste it on stupid people." That's it. Because while you're explaining the obvious, your life will pass. And this is what is amazing: criminal authorities talk about philosophy, and those who read the Bible are ready to kill on command. How many times can I say it: war is not about territory. Not over a flag. Not for beliefs. It's a war to change. To relocate. To get rid of us. We protect our families, yes. But who protects us from those who supposedly protect us?
| Cycle | Event | Event |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Easter | Easter speeches, religious rituals, and the illusion of spirituality |
| 2 | A truce | Pause before new escalation, appearance of peace |
| 3 | War | Murder, suffering of civilians, destruction and cynicism |
| 4 | Propaganda | Patriotism as a mask of aggression, media silence, convenient lies |
| 5 | Awakening | Philosophy, doubt, the truth no one wants to hear |
| 6 | The circle closes | Everything begins again: Easter - Armistice - War |
In Kherson, it is impossible to just drive through the city. Drones are dropping explosives on civilian cars. People are dying. Everyone is silent - both Ukrainian journalists and Russian war correspondents. Why? Where are their loud reports? Where is the footage to show the world how civilians are being killed? Because no one benefits from the truth coming out. Because this war is not against soldiers. It's against civilians. And while you are being told about the "Easter truce", people are being killed on the right bank of Kherson. You were able to agree not to shoot on April 20? Well done. Why can't you agree not to shoot at all?
Do you really think God approves of this? That it's a "war for the people"? There is no such thing as a nation in the Bible. There are no nations. There are only people. And as long as you live in the egregore of war, as long as you justify murder and keep silent about genocide, you are not a people, you are a tool. And your guts are too small for real peace. Because it starts with recognizing the truth. By refusing to kill. From kneeling not in the temple, but on the side of life. Otherwise we will continue to live in circles. Without an opening. No awakening. No truce. A real one.
Yesterday I recorded a video - on the eve of Easter. Someone asks why we should talk about hard things on such a day. And I will say - because on such days the soul is purer. Cares and vanity are gone, and at this moment a person is able to hear the truth. Not the official one, not the TV one, but the one that hurts. I read the Bible. I have not read a single verse that says, "Kill for your country." I haven't found a single word that justifies violence. And Kirill, the patriarch of Moscow, remember? He called to go and kill. Where did he get that? Not in the Gospel, that's for sure.
And then the twentieth comes around, and everyone seems to have agreed not to kill. So? Tomorrow's the twenty-first, and it starts all over again. Rockets, drones, yelling, accusations. Who's white, who's black. Who's in favor of who. One subscriber wrote to me today: his wife works in a clinic in the center of Kiev. Serves the "higher" people. Two hours before the visit, there was an alarm, everyone was kicked out. Coincidence? Maybe one time. But when it's a system, it's no longer a coincidence.It's a war for a select few. A gold mine. Against the background of which the humiliation and pain of believers is just a trifle, just noise.
This war has set the record straight. Who's who. I guessed, but now I'm sure. The war has divided us into those who are adequate and those who have poured their souls into the egregore of violence. And while someone writes to me, "Anton, don't talk about it, don't feed the darkness," I reply - silence is also feeding. If you haven't figured out who's lying to you, if you don't question it, then you're already involved. Look at what's going on. Yesterday at the Zhovten movie theater - a fight. Wall to wall. Police beat up guys who stood up for traditional values. Did you see how high they were doing it? I looked into the eyes of every one of them. It wasn't a job. It was the pleasure of humiliation.
They get high. They get off on hitting their own people. They're beating them for their opinions. Not for violence, for words. For conviction. Somewhere, deep down, maybe they realize it's not human. But an order is an order. Orders are sacred. And anything that doesn't fit the pattern is destroyed. And anything that goes against it is labeled extremism. And yes, many of you are thinking, "Why are you doing all this on a day like this? It's a holiday..." Well, Easter is a time for truth. For light. When, if not now, to speak out about what is happening to us?
Because this is the moment you hear. Not with your heart, not with your ears - with your soul. In these days of silence and candlelight, we must not only pray, but also wake up. Not only to believe, but to see. And if you still believe that you can bash for an opinion, that you can justify killing "for the greater good" - re-read that very book you so love to refer to. Only this time with an open mind. And perhaps you'll realize that truth doesn't need an order. It is simply there. And it is in us.
When you point to a specific context, people suddenly start to think: maybe the truth is somewhere nearby? But on normal days, when tons of information garbage is bombarding our heads, such thoughts don't stick around. That's why I read that very verse from Matthew at the beginning of the broadcast. Not just for decoration. But to give you a sense of how different the reality is from the picture. What happens next? Nothing yet. So far, everything is going according to plan. According to the script. At the end of April, for example, we will ratify the agreement on Ukraine's subsoil resources. Sounds nice, doesn't it?
In reality, it is a surrender. Not to Russia, but to the financial corporations. JP Morgan, BlackRock, dozens of other players. They're taking a piece of each. And the Rada will just sign it. Against the will of the people. And you won't do anything about it. You know why? Because at the beginning of 2022 they passed a law, according to which deputies are not legally responsible for their votes. You didn't say anything then. Now it's too late. It'll be legal. Just not fair.
Then, after ratification, it will not be the end, but the real beginning. Because you will have to fight within the country. With those who will persecute you for disagreement. With those who got the territory and now will defend their "possession". Police, SBU, courts - everything will work against you. Because everything has already been sold. Private. Bought. Not yours. And you are like an extra at this feast of life. Somebody will say, "You should leave." Go away. That's your choice. But I'll stay. Because I was born here. And I will speak as long as I have a voice. I will fight as long as I have the power. Because the destruction of Ukrainian identity is not just politics. It's a crime against the future of my children.
I'm not for Russia. I'm not for the United States. I am against all those who trample on Ukrainian things, who destroy our roots, our language, our culture. It doesn't matter what kind of epaulettes you have, what kind of passport you have. If you kill the Ukrainian soul - you are an enemy. And I am not your way. I hope the broadcast helped you to put at least something on the shelves. If you want to go deeper, go to Telegram. If you want to understand more, don't be lazy to read, think, ask. And if you like it - a hryvnia. If you don't like it - a ten. Christ is risen, friends. Happy holiday. And yes, our app is coming out tomorrow. It's been three years in the making. Finally.
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