Galicia is the enemy of Ukraine. The great Bohdan Khmelnytsky was at war against it

There are two Ukraine. One is peaceful, blossoming and singing, full and prosperous, kind. The second is gloomy, spiteful, bloody. The gardens, songs and human happiness are in the first, the death, executions and a human grief are in the second. Great Bohdan gave the life in fight against it. Don't trust? Look the map of his marches: Zaporozhye Cossacks were at war against Galicia and against executioners who snubbed and always killed the Ukrainians.



The Galician Catholic spiteful bloody spirit was always hostile to all Ukrainian. Galicia is the blood and tortures, Jesuitical burning on fires, horrors of OUN, the killed women, old men and children. Great Dnieper, Kiev is the mother of the Russian cities, pleasure of the life, the blossoming gardens, the singing mothers, happy children are the real Ukraine.
The Galician spirit is so hostile to Ukrainian spirit as far as the life is hostile to death...

Look with whom the Great Bohdan was at war, it is the history truth! He didn't go to be at war with Warsaw and Krakow, he went to be at war with Lvov and Zamostye, Bohdan knew where is the main enemy of Ukraine...

If the great Bohdan revived, he would shed a few tears, his tears would fall to the exhausted Ukrainian land and Bohdan would exclaim, terribly shaking with hetman’s mace:

- The orthodox belief is discredited and sold in Ukraine... You sold your brothers and have yourselves to the Poles... And orthodox not orthodox believers rule the belief now in temples, but the Jesuits rule the belief there... And Ukraine groans and cries from that bloody sovereignty...

The conscience is lost, and the belief is lost... Also there is no happiness on the Ukrainian land... Also there is no happiness as you forgot about our association...

You heard from fathers and grandfathers, in what honour our land was: and let know itself to the Greeks and took gold coins from Tsargrad and the cities were magnificent, both temples and princes, princes of the Russian sort, the princes, instead of Catholic distrustful persons. The infidels took all, everything was gone; only we orphaned and, as widow after the strong husband, orphaned, as well as we, our land!

And as you betrayed your belief, so Ukraine shed tears and blood and the bitter grief lodged on coast of Dnieper...

I know, the meanness got now in our land: think only that there were the bread haystacks, copper, bronze, ricks and their horse herds and the honey would be safe in cellars; they adopt the devil knows what infidel customs; shun the language; the one the doesn't want to speak with other; one sells the other, as sell a callous creature in the trading market. The favour of another's king and not the king, but the foul favour of the Polish magnate, who beats them in a muzzle with a yellow boot, is dearer to them than any brotherhood...

And not only Polish, they lay themselves open nowadays under any who will promise them the gold coins for sale of the native land...

Aты that mean men don’t have the comradeship, even no pity to the native land, everything was sold by them... Also they don’t have the particle of the Russian feeling...

But once damned will think suddenly and remember what is the Russian soul... Do you think is something that the Cossack would be afraid? Wait a little, the time will come, there will be time, you learn what is the orthodox Russian belief! Already the distant and close people feel now, the own tsar stand up from the Russian land and there won't be any force in the world which wouldn't obey him!

And the happiness and a brotherhood again will set in on the Ukrainian land...