About a week ago, walking down the street, I saw a broken tree branch with swollen buds. But not torn off. I went home and got some sticky tape, flat ice cream sticks, and a flagellum. I lifted the twig so that it was fully connected to the main branch on which it grew, secured it first with a ribbon, then with a “splint” of several sticks, additionally tied with a whip and secured the whip so that the wind gusts did not move the wounded twig.

Today, the whole tree is in white flowers. And there was no twig at all, a rough scar from the place where it was. Some scum in human form was not too lazy not only to tear it off and kill it, but also to cut the scourge, tear off the “splint” and even tear off the sticky tape!

All this malicious concentration says one thing:

Cannibals were humans, and they remained cannibals with their stupid hatred of all living things and their satanic thirst for killing this living thing!

I have often said about myself that I am a misanthrope and a gloomy pessimist.

Doesn’t this broken twig prove my point?

CROWNS OF SATANIC CREATION!

I’M ASHAMED TO CALL MYSELF HUMAN!

14 IV 2021