This work was written in February, shortly before the military conflict. I had planned to write a series of works on Jewish themes. I often write unconsciously, letting go of my hand and obeying my intuition, and this was the unexpected result I got this time. The work scared me, like the outcome, but something else. ...Anxiety, hopelessness, hopelessness, pain, helplessness, a whole bunch of negative emotions ... I thought that something would happen. All who see this work say that it is about "NOW". So now this work is a drawing on the wall, I do not want to hurt people and destroy the hand that does not rise.