I saw on television a Russian woman who cried in despair and said: “I have two children of school age. I raised them alone… And now to take them from me, to kill the children of other mothers?!” Poor woman. Read his words again. Although absent in the transcription, the intonation pathos of horror, the timbre and trembling of the voice, the translinguistic weight, the true content of his soul and mind are lost. What struck me about the woman’s cry was that she was evidently not only crying out against the injustice of being forced with her own life to kill her laboriously raised boys. He seemed to be hiding his purely personal horror at killing his own children, implicitly his own soul and life. Being right and that he could not afford it, being forbidden in advance to mourn the heroism of which the state makes you proud. And especially that treacherous antichrist, which is Patriarch Kirill, a more vile and draconian character precisely because he should not be as crazy and irredeemable as the atheist Putin.

But let’s leave a bunch of human deviations that form a common front around the highest criminal delusion. To return to this unfortunate mother, one of the millions in this vile and absurd war, I do not at all believe that she was censored out of political fear, she did not cry out against the death sentence for her sons, not against their more than certain murder, although she clearly thought so . And yet he tried to banish the thought, the perspective, the greater possibility. On the one hand, he was appealing to the conscience of all mothers (you will all suffer, as I am), on the other hand, he was shouting about his fear that your sons would be turned into criminals. In the killers of other children, the same as them, in the blows to the hearts of other mothers.

The image of the pierced heart of the Virgin Mary with many knives, an iconic symbol extremely familiar in the Catholic world, automatically came to mind. In addition to the body of Christ, crucified or lying in a transparent tomb, but with hemorrhages and full of exaggeratedly emphasized wounds, this heart, including individualized, separated from any face or image, badly pierced and stretched, has itself become a cult fetish . Sometimes it is raised in the air as a flag and badge or emblem of the psychodramatic essence of faith, a local temple, a patron, a Christian community. Thus obsessed with the eyes and devotion of Catholics, especially in the hot Latin countries between the two tropics. It is true, there are countries where periods of peace and social truce have been rarer or shorter, so that the familiarity with unjust suffering and senseless and cruel waste of life has been greater, almost inseparable from the bosom of each generation. This is done, probably, because there simple and sincere people cry or roar much more often in churches, pray in hushed voices, transfer their penance to impressive forms, movements and postures of the body, honor the mark/mutilated body of the Savior. and a heart full of His Mother’s swords, swords, spears, and stilettos. Praying with their eyes focused on the terrible and silent passions of the Blessed Mother, they compare and belittle their own pains. Conscious of pain and death, perceiving the historical primitives of suffering as a sign of relief, emotional salvation, survival, wishing that these archetypal cruelties and sufferings remain atonement, protecting or compensating our own lives from modern animals, non-humans, barbarism.

Among the Orthodox, the archetype of Mary seems more moderate in representation and assumption. It seems, or at least that’s what it officially says. And this would indeed be the case (since we do not see icons or statues where the blood runs cold, and the piercing is extreme, of maximum visual and emotional impact), if we did not know very well that the idea, the image and the mention of the tormented Mother of God who grieves , weeps and sobs, wracked with pain not only because of the secret and publicly contested pregnancy, birth, praise, scorn, persecution and hatred, but especially because of the knowledge that her Child will one day be cruelly tortured, which was accompanied by constant imagination, everyday religiosity and emotional and the mental refuge of all women in the traditional rural world. Even the illiterate, many ancient peasants carried with them, hidden among their clothes, the text urged Dream of the Virgin. Including the physical act of agitation, rather than simply memorizing and reciting the text as a prayer (which describes a maternal vision of Christ’s passion), which implies a constant personalistic assumption of drama and salvation through humility and patience in posthumous hopes.

On the other hand, numerous Legends about the Mother of God from the entire Orthodox space, they emphasize to the Mother the humanity of suffering, which is far beyond any dogmas. The fresco scene with the Nativity of Christ in any church always shows how it waits for its angels and shepherds in a half-sitting position of universal laziness, which has passed through the torments of carnal dismemberment. And three midwives, “invented” in Gospel from Pseudo-Matthew only as virginity testing agents, continue to perform the first bathing of the Infant on the frescoes, despite the fact that many dogmatists denied the need for such a cleansing bathing from the traces of a public, public birth. In the disputes of the corresponding iconographic image, human common sense won, the experience of all women on earth, which imposes a picture that does not need words (especially “male”), but in which “sees” the maternal-female experience and sensuality and feels without bypassing the general pain and suffering. Returning to the very popular legends, it should be emphasized that the young Mary can be perceived as not experiencing any blessing promised by the Archangel of the Wonderful Annunciation, but only going through an existential path of torment, pain, and suffering. She sees curses and blessings cast upon animals and humans in postpartum depression, lability, and reactivity, constantly guarding her Son with an exaggerated anxiety of foreboding and even consciousness of the archetypal Purgatory and Murder.

Thus, through solidarity in suffering and maternal compassion, the Mother of God becomes the first and most revered saint, the most intimate for the Christian folklore mind, who is most often mentioned in prayers. Moreover, in the old village, wives and mothers mostly lived with torment, troubles, disappointments, fear, injuries, victims, domestic violence (including the famous Song of the bride, which repeats obsessively throughout the days and nights of the Romanian wedding, teaching about passion, tears, humility, patience, swallowing/taking abuse without cracks, ingratitude, orders, demands, work, pain, lack of compassion). Multiple pregnancy and childbirth, child death and illness, doubled by the need and obligation to work on livestock, oblige adults and elderly women to constantly turn to the Mother of God, to continuously pray for Her protection and mercy, as She remains intimate and familiar. the only divine intercessor in whom they still believed, through the similarity of existential passions, capable of empathy, solidarity, gender protection. Naturally, for ordinary wives and mothers, the war greatly increased the burden, suffering, torment and abominations of their daily lives, throwing them into an exceptional negativity, into a desperate height of drama. Orthodox women did not honor the atoning shedding of Christ’s blood, did not reflect on the crucifixion and the male crucifixion, did not touch and glorify the bleeding of the divine bodies, but took as their existential prototype the all-suffering archetypal Mother, who in her torments communicates her personal humiliations and troubles, hoping for relief after the faces of the transfiguration.

In another about the commandment Don’t kill! we don’t even talk about it anymore, because all the male humanity of the Judeo-Christian race understood that it would not apply to those killed excessively at all (Do not kill, PERIOD!), but only for those illegally killed. What is allowed by military decrees even makes it clear that legally you can even kill with pleasure, hence the inevitable acts of sadism during war with its vengeful pretext.

Russian guys run away wherever they can. People with a little sense are fleeing, the desertion of Russians is the only correct, clean, honest, holy way. The gesture of Mongolia is admirable, as it opened its borders to the Federation and invited all those who – Buddhists like them once – wanted to escape from the duty of dying and killing, to hide from the coastal countries. Because for Buddhists, Life, that is, respect for the life of any biological kingdom, is a dogma and the highest virtue. That is why violence, anger, quarreling and the lack of a protective-maternal vocation are a kind of mortal sin in Eastern cultures. That is why, that is, due to an excess of spirituality and intelligence, the Dalai Lama repeats in almost all of his speeches and dialogues that one must always remind oneself of one’s own mother, of absolute tolerance, the all-giving and all-protecting Mother. , you would apply the model of suffering and forgiveness not only to your own family, but also to the entire social and ecological environment, this is the only way available to anyone to avoid great harm and suffering, to radiate peace and goodness around. Read the full article and comment on Contributors.ro