Hello,

The Sun needs not the Moon

The Sun needs not the Moon,

For if the Moon in the sky had burned as bright,

How come it's canvas remains a pitch black sight?

For if the Sun needed the Moon,

How come it holds it's own,

How come the Moon only reflects the lambent wishes of the Sun?

But what if the Sun sees himself as the Moon,

And the Moon as the Sun,

If the Moon sees himself for what he truly is,

And the Sun so bright he basks in it.

The Sun needs not the Moon,

And the Moon knows this,

He prefers not to shade the Sun's light,

Would never want to reduce the hopeful rays to pathetic halos,

For halos cannot light up the world.

The Moon sees everything in the Sun,

And what the Moon brings is what the people believe as madness,

And truthfully, what he brings is darkness,

If the Sun may bring the people happiness,

If the Moon did not hold their best interests in his cold heart,

Then the Moon will fear not the day he leaves.

But what the Moon does not know,

The day that he fades away from even the Sun's view,

The Sun will weep, raining gold,

The Sun will feel...cold...

The Sun isn't meant to be cold.

(What used to be golden and anew, burst into fading light, and followed the Moon)

My Heart, I Am The Soul

My darling, my darling

You are my darling,

My heart in it's true form,

With every color of gold and blue

Oh so vibrant blue,

In my arms would be my sun,

That shines brighter than anyone,

Any star in the sky could never compare,

My sunshine, you make me laugh the sound of a thousand wind chimes.

My darling, my darling,

You're an idiot, you know that?

You're mistakes make me crack up so much

And my composure falls through like sand

While I'm with you,

My sunshine, my heart,

Will you stay by me at my lowest?

When my voice echoes louder in this cave of

lost loves,

In this cave where we could never call home,

In this cave where the cold clings to my coat like an unwelcome guest,

Where I hurt you farther than I would like,

Where I lost myself in the dark,

Not even your light could pull me out,

You were so young, you never were meant to keep me sane,

It was never your responsibility to keep my heart intact,

After all, you are the heart of our home,

I am it's soul,

And so you are my heart,

If you are my heart, why do cracks line your face

Like a frantic, manic artist, trying to make pace?

I am not to be kept in your life, am I?

I don't truly deserve your forgiveness,

But knowing you,

You'll give it to me anyway,

And with that, I cry.

Kind.

He was kind.

Where he would tire and submerge himself in mire

Where he almost rots,

You'd think it's something not to admire,

but apparently not,

he sinks in the marsh

and feeds himself to the land he loves so much,

with a smile on his face, white hair hidden under

blacks hats,

and no one bats an eye,

when he slips

no one sees

and when he sinks further into the earth,

no one sees

the soot eats he,

and when he is gone,

no funeral is held for the wayward son.

(And he was kind.)

A Bard's Compromise

O Wind o' mine

Take me far above your Cathedral spire

Above the children's chatter and the morning prayers

Above the bards' glory-driven drivels and the merry-minded man,

Dance me a tune to last my lifetime

Sing me a song to serenade the sorrowful,

loved, and losing,

To watch over the cramped common crowd

In a bar where the drowned come to commiserate

as I, their god,

Ne'er be free as the god most lonely,

May the wind bring me companions

and I shall watch them come and go

as I, left behind where they would call home.

No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help. Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

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For me personally I love autumn I love the nice breeze and the leaves are always beautiful but unfortunately Palestinians cannot experience seasons with harsh winter coming up the water will be frozen there won't be any form of heat to stay warm during the winter rarely any food at all but

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Genocide flattens every discussion. There are no new conversations to be had about the destruction, death and cruelty. After more than a year, there is nothing left to be said about various media houses, corporations and international bodies of law aiding and abetting all that has been happening in Gaza, either. It is the banality of evil, it is colonialism. However even in this atrociously banal circumstance, I do think what still is a continued point of hope for Gazans and what still pushes so many of them to reach out to the world, is the support people around the globe have shown and still continue to show. Which is why I am here on behalf of campaigns Palestine blogs ask me to share or donate.

@youseffamily

[https://gofund.me/fefe93ba]

Save the life of an innocent child

PLEASE look at this fundraiser. ( @youseffamily)Yousef's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help him due to the lack of proper medical care. His son is unable to breathe normally and Yousef's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only €30,126 raised out of a $20,000 goal. If 100 people reading this donated $10, Yousef could raise $1000 in a day. If you are able to donate, if you can do anything to help, please do not delay. Yousef's son's life depends on it.

@shareeffamily

Donate to Save My Innocent Children

[https://gofund.me/f1df26b6]

Vetted by gazavetters €650/€50k

Shareef Alamoudi has twin children Husam and Ahmed, five months old, they came after four IVF. His wife and her came to Egypt in June to do IVF and his wife got pregnant and we got stuck in Egypt after the war, he was an employee in Gaza and his wife was a math teacher and now they have no income, the twins was born in April and one of them (Ahmed) has heart holes, needs custody, a lot of treatments and costs, and now he needs special milk and medication.

@free-palestine-2023

Urgent Appeal: Support Our Humanitarian Mission in Gaza [https://gofund.me/85d6cc93] vetted by gazavetters, and my verification number is (#209). €276/ €70k

@fayezjadallah

Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Family from War in Gaza [https://gofund.me/33d78314] £5 585/£25k

Mohammed is in critical condition after being shot by Israeli drones. He has been taken to the operating and urgently needs treatment outside the Gaza Strip.

@najah-tamim2023

Urgent Help me meet my father and get out to safety [https://gofund.me/d4d8c6bc] €2,976/€20k vetted by 90-ghost and gazavetters (#113)

@shahdgazaa Save my little girl's life

[https://gofund.me/e5c8cd3a]

$2,101 raised of $20,000

PLEASE PLEASE I beg look at this campaign

Mohammed Abuawad's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help her due to the lack of proper medical care. The daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism and Mohammed Abuawad's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only $822 raised out of a $20,000 goal. If 100 people reading this donated $10, Mohammed Abuawad could raise $1000 in a day. If you are able to donate, if you can do anything to help, please do not delay. Mohammed Abuawad's daughter's life depends on it.

@familgazaamal1

Support the family of little Amal to get an urgent operation [https://gofund.me/27f2d7bb] $6,687/$30k

This campaign is vetted by the association. This campaign belongs to the family of @asmaamajed2's brother. (@asmaamajed2 campaign has been shared by 90-ghost, promoted by

@aliandhadeel-family7

Help me and my family escape to safety

[ https://gofund.me/e80367ff ]

Save the life of an innocent child

PLEASE look at this fundraiser. ( @aliandhadeel-family7) Hadeel's baby is in critical condition and the doctors in Gaza are unable to help him due to the lack of proper medical care. Her son is unable to breathe normally and Yasser's fundraiser is nearly dead in the water, with only €105 raised out of a €70,000 goal. You can help this family getting out this nightmare safely if you share or donate $10/$5/$20 donations are protected but please share their campaign to get them verified and also donations

@mariam-gaza

Help my children to evacuat gaza

$1,216/$20,000 6% of their goal

[ https://gofund.me/b2e57341 ]

This campaign is vetted by association through @ayoosh-gaza (who is herself vetted by association through another vetted person here). Mariam, along with Huda (@huda-gaza) are Ayaa's sisters.

@noor509

Help Nour and his family survive the war in Gaza [ https://gofund.me/003421a3 ] $33,039/$45,000 73% vetted by 90-ghost and association

@mohmoud-j & @jomana-ha Help Mahmoud’s Family Evacuate for Urgent Medical Care [https://gofund.me/363ae8ca]

$15,588 raised of $60,000

Verified by emperorpalpatittay and a-shade-of-blue

@anasgaza12 Donate to allow my family to survive [https://gofund.me/f6e9cad8]

€12,211 raised of €50,000

Vetted by gazavetters , their number verified on the list is ( #32 ) and various others

my friends yousef and mona are trying to survive a very dangerous situation... it's hard to focus on fundraising when you are worried more about surviving bombings. they do still need funds. it is getting harder and harder to afford basic needs for both themselves and their baby alaa. i haven't heard any good news about mona's lungs (they were damaged in a previous bombing), so i assume they're as bad as ever. she's told me it's very painful. she can't rest because she spends her nights coughing violently instead. if you can help them at all, here is the link to their fundraiser. since they are fundraising in swedish krona, smaller donations are accepted. anything will help at least a little, but please be aware 10 kr is 94 cents in usd. if you can't donate, please share the post. you have a helpful role.

vetted here

number 87 on gazavetters

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Donate to Help Youssef and his family escape the occupation, organized by Osam Lolo

‏Imagine that you lose everything you have in the blink of an eye, you che… Osam Lolo needs your support for Help Youssef and his family esc

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #329 )✅️

‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸I am

ahmad from Gaza. I am 26 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to preserve his family. 🇵🇸💔💔

We try to live under miserable conditions in tents in Mawasi Khan Yunis, south of Gaza. It is difficult for me to find the words to describe what we face every day in Gaza. No food, no medicine, no clean drinking water, oppression, helplessness, psychological pressures, doubts, and daily trauma due to the loss of loved ones. In Gaza, it's not just hunger, disease and fear; Rather, it means actual death.

With a heart weighed down by sorrow, I reach out to you, hoping that kindness and humanity still shine in this world. My family and I have lost everything—the home that once sheltered us, the walls that echoed with laughter, the warmth and security that every human deserves. The relentless attacks on Gaza have turned our lives into a daily fight for survival. What was once a place of comfort and love is now nothing but rubble, and we are left with nothing but the clothes on our backs and a fragile tent that barely stands against the bitter cold.

Now, our days and nights are consumed by hardship. The icy wind pierces through the thin fabric of our tent, leaving us shivering, with no escape from the freezing temperatures. Food is scarce, clean water is hard to find, and the most basic necessities have become luxuries beyond our reach. Every day, we struggle—not just to live, but to preserve the dignity that war tries to strip away.

Amid this suffering, a new life was brought into the world—my brother’s daughter, an innocent soul who took her first breath in a tent instead of a warm home, her tiny body wrapped in whatever scraps of fabric we could find. She was born not into joy, but into loss, into hunger, into the unforgiving reality of war. And as we watch her, so fragile and pure, our hearts break knowing that we cannot give her the comfort and security she deserves and we cannot provide enough milk, diapers, medicines, and vitamins for her😭😭😭😭💔💔💔

I do not ask for much—just a little help to keep us going through these unimaginable times. A warm blanket to protect us from the cold, food to fill our empty stomachs, or even simply sharing our story so that others may hear our cries for help. Every small act of kindness can make a difference. 💔🍉🇵🇸😭

Your generosity has the power to bring warmth to our freezing nights, hope to our despair, and life to those struggling to survive. May the kindness you extend be returned to you a hundredfold.

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What Strength Really Means 💪

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Our World Burns Eternal.

A silent plea, to all that will ever be, as I weep in longing, my long forgotten glee,

As the sun no longer shines, the moon never pulls the tides, as the tyrannical reality of whoever bastard comes to seek power in this abandoned city, does not fail to remind me, this would be the end.

Our world of small skylines, of this meek land, humble and of stone, comes a-crashing and a-crumbling, like sand falling through the cracks of home.

And as I hold your hand, dearly in my own, as I gaze over our small skyline, as the sun gives it's final triumph, as the city below us burns in ashes and sings in flames, engulfed in orange and covered in gray, a song I used to always sing comes to mind.

And I think...

...this isn't so bad.

You're here.

In our memory, our world burns eternally.