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Aerial view of two high-rise residential buildings heavily damaged by an explosion or airstrike.

It begins like all stories do.

With silence.

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This is not a history book.

Soldiers fire a large artillery cannon in a forested area. Flames and smoke burst from the barrel.
Elderly woman holding a cat stands in front of destroyed apartment buildings and rubble.
A man walks past burning cars and a massive fireball, with thick black smoke filling the sky.
Aerial view of hundreds of spent missile and rocket casings laid out on the ground in rows.
Destroyed cityscape with smoke rising and silhouettes of people walking through the rubble under a glaring sun.
A lifeless body lies next to a fallen bicycle on the sidewalk, while a dog rests nearby, looking on.
People mourn over bodies on the ground, partially covered by blankets and a rug, near overturned cars.
A convoy of military tanks with soldiers riding atop them moves along a rural road at dusk.
Soldiers walk past destroyed and burned-out military vehicles on a debris-strewn street.
Close-up of a child with eyes closed and a tear on their cheek, wrapped in a scarf and hoodie.
A destroyed military vehicle and a fallen soldier lying on a debris-strewn road at sunset.

This is NOW.

Message bubble saying “No medicine. My father is sick.”, time 17:44.
Message bubble with white background saying “There were tanks on the street today.” Timestamp at 20:12 with two check marks i
Message bubble with white background saying “We're sheltering in a school. Hope it's safe.” Timestamp at 20:12 with two check
text message saying: "I'm alive. I love you."

You can hide it. But you can`t unheart it.

Message bubble with dark background saying “My mother died yesterday. We couldn't bury her properly.” Timestamp at 10:05 with
text message saying: "Please tell mom I'm okay."
text message saying: "Our neighbors were killed this morning."
text message saying: "We haven't had electricity in three days."
text message saying: "My child keeps asking when we're going home. This is our home now."
text message saying: "Please tell mom I'm okay."
text message saying: "There's no food left. Please help."
Message bubble saying “No medicine. My father is sick.”, time 17:44.
Message bubble saying “Help us leave the city.” with a timestamp of 17:44.
Message bubble saying “I thought the war was over. Apparently not.” with a timestamp of 00:33 and two check marks, indicating
Message bubble saying “Help us leave the city.” with a timestamp of 17:44.
Message bubble with white background saying “Please forward this message to the Red Cross.” Timestamp at 12:44 with two check
Message bubble saying “Haven’t heard from my husband in a week.” with a timestamp of 21:05.
Message bubble saying “My child keeps asking when school will return.”, time 21:05.
Message bubble with white background saying “We can’t afford food anymore. Everything’s too expensive.” Timestamp at 04:33
Message bubble with dark background saying “Please inform the embassy we are still alive. I have no battery.”
Message bubble with dark background saying “My parents said we are leaving. I will miss you...”
Message bubble with dark background saying “Please inform the embassy we are still alive. I have no battery.”
Message bubble with dark background saying “My parents said we are leaving. I will miss you...”
Message bubble with white background saying “Is this a bomb?!?”
Message bubble with white background saying “There were several explosions but Im okay.”

Do you want to hear a story?

I bet no.

This is Lila.
She’s seven.
She draws herself playing with a ball in front of their house.
She even writes her name in the corner of the page — proud, giggling, certain the world is hers.

Then the sky falls.
A bomb rips the roof. The crayons scatter.
Her father puts on a uniform.
And never comes home.

She leaves with her mother.
New cities. New nights. Long roads filled with silence.
The last thing she sees of her country
is soldiers bombing houses that look like hers.

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War have faces.

Not monsters.
Not myths.
Not heroes.

Just people — some forced,
some afraid,
some convinced they were doing the right thing.

This is not to forgive.
It's to witness.

Every uniform has a story.
Every bullet has a reason someone believed in.

War doesn’t erase the human behind the weapon.
It only hides the cost.

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a letter from a soldier saying "Tell my mother I tried to come home."
a letter from a soldier saying „I only have three bullets left.“
a letter from a soldier saying"I just want to sleep and never wake up."

Letters That Were Never Sent

They wrote what they could. Or what they dared.

Most of these words never made it.
Some were lost in fire.
Some in shame.
Some in silence.

But they were written. That’s enough. That’s everything.

You can forget a headline.
But it still happened.

newspaper saying "U.S. Begins Shock and Awe Campaign in Iraq"
newspaper saying "Yemen Peace Talks Collapse as Airstrikes Resume"
newspaper saying "Unmarked Troops Take Over"
newspaper saying "Gaza Faces Power Blackout as Conflict Escalates"
newspaper saying "Russian strike on Kyiv kills at least 12 in biggest attack on Ukrainian capital since last summer"

Some places burn.
Others light the match.

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map of the world colored in red and yellow

It’s not just one war.
It’s dozens.
Not just two sides.
But many hands — funding, fueling, forgetting.

In red: where bombs fall.
In yellow: where they begin.

The world calls it “far away.”
But maps don’t lie.

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War isn’t just violence.
It’s a system.

Funded. Voted. Repeated.

While schools closed. While theaters faded.
While peace was called expensive.

46,500,000,000,000

USD

Global military expenditure over the past 25 years has exceeded $46 trillion.
In 2024 alone, the world spent over $2.7 trillion on weapons, armies, and defense — about 2.5% of global GDP.

5,400,000,000,000

USD

In the same period, only about $5.4 trillion was invested globally in culture, arts, and education — a fraction of what was spent on war.

1,100,000

Civilian Casualties

More than 1.1 million civilians lost their lives in armed conflicts worldwide, directly or indirectly, from Afghanistan to Syria, Yemen, and beyond.

120,000,000

Displaced People

As of the end of 2023, more than 120 million people have been forcibly displaced by war — refugees, asylum seekers, and internally displaced persons.

Military Spending

 

Germany
1 116 000 000
France
1 072 000 000
United Kingdom
1 370 000 000
Italy
760 000 000
Spain
492 000 000
Poland
760 000 000
Netherlands
464 000 000
Sweden
240 000 000
Romania
174 000 000
Czech Republic
130 000 000
Greece
160 000 000
Hungary
94 000 000
Finland
140 000 000
Norway
208 000 000
Denmark
200 000 000
Portugal
92 000 000
Belgium
172 000 000
Austria
106 000 000
Ireland
26 000 000
Lithuania
52 000 000
Latvia
28 000 000
Estonia
28 000 000
Slovakia
56 000 000
Slovenia
20 000 000
Croatia
32 000 000
Bulgaria
46 000 000
Serbia
46 000 000
Ukraine
1 294 000 000
Russia
2 980 000 000
Turkey
500 000 000

Culture Spending

 

Germany
1 200 000 000
France
870 000 000
United Kingdom
960 000 000
Italy
252 000 000
Spain
300 000 000
Poland
160 000 000
Netherlands
200 000 000
Sweden
120 000 000
Romania
70 000 000
Czech Republic
70 000 000
Greece
24 000 000
Hungary
84 000 000
Finland
102 000 000
Norway
100 000 000
Denmark
120 000 000
Portugal
60 000 000
Belgium
120 000 000
Austria
100 000 000
Ireland
55 000 000
Lithuania
33 600 000
Latvia
25 200 000
Estonia
24 200 000
Slovakia
22 000 000
Slovenia
21 000 000
Croatia
32 000 000
Bulgaria
14 400 000
Serbia
16 000 000
Ukraine
18 000 000
Russia
440 000 000
Turkey
180 000 000

When the tanks roll in, the theatres go dark.​
 

Another Side of War doesn’t offer answers.
It asks the questions no one wants to face.

What is the cost of silence?

And who pays it?

Protect the truth.

Hear the voices.

Fund the arts.

Stop the war.

Bring them home.

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