Let us mourn, show compassion, and hold onto hope for better days and the immediate release of the hostages of October 7th.

This isn't about politics; this is about the basic right to human dignity and to live in security. And try explaining that to others—those distant, disconnected—that the situation is not simple at all, that the solution isn't slogans or clichés...

In those days, I asked myself, "Who even cares about ecology? Let the world go to hell; people are fighting for their lives." No child should have to grow up like this. And still, people are held captive in hell, while others fight for food. I will never forget October 7th.

Every other night, I wake up from a nightmare. And who would have believed that this nightmare isn't over?

After we came out, we understood the severity of the situation. Chaos all around. Hundreds murdered, raped, witnessing their family members killed beside them - children, grandparents, parents. People I knew are gone. Many are missing. A collective trauma that hasn't left my sleep to this day.

Two years ago today, just before dawn, my wife was next to me in bed, nursing our beloved daughter. She woke me: "Get up! Siren!" We rushed to the shelter. It was long—so many explosions overhead. I knew quickly this wasn't routine; something extraordinary was happening.

Crazy times worldwide. sad to hear about that…