AND I WON'T!!!

The war has returned, and the smell of death is everywhere.

The bombing and missiles never stop, There is no more food, drink, or even a safe place to sleep.

Even the internet connection has been cut off, and I am no longer able to share my story with you.

My loyal friends, please donate even a small amount and share my posts to reach donors.

I need you by my side. You are my only hope, Help me save my family from death and get out of Gaza to live in a safe place.

HELP SHAREEF ALAMOUDY - Donate to a family from Gaza - and recieve art in return!

" Hello , I am Shareef Alamoudy, I am from Gaza married and have twins children Husam and Ahmed, five months old, they came after four IVF. My wife and I came to Egypt in June to do IVF and my wife got pregnant and we got stuck in Egypt after the war, I was an employee in Gaza and my wife was a math teacher and now we have no income, my 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.

I also have herniated disc, I cannot work hard in Egypt.

I need an operation that costs 4000 euros.

I live in a rental apartment that costs me 200 euros a month.

I need a diaperes, milk and medicine for children that costs me 200 euros a month.

Life requirements like food and other things 400 euros. " - Shareef, ( @sharifmoody )

Imagine your home city being reduced to rubble, and you find yourself in a new country, where every day is a struggle to get by - you need surgery for you and your child, and money for food, milk and medicine and rent on top of that. That is Shareef's reality. Please, stand with them during this tough time - be a light in the darkness, show some humanity and create hope.

HERE IS THE FUNDRAISER €2,478/€50,000 RAISED.

(LAST DONATION WAS 3 DAYS AGO)

His vetting information is HERE. He is SHARED BY @90-ghost.

Here are some medical documents shared by Shareef;

Medical reports for Ahmed, (child in need of surgery) (reverse image searched, seems legitimate)

I do commisions in exchange for proof of donations!! If you send me PROOF that you have donated to this fundraiser - you may receive -

€5 - a sketch

€10 - a drawing

€15 - a coloured drawing

€20+ - small painting

€30+ - large painting

SEE MY PINNED POST - for more info on comms/fundraisers

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS FOR HOUSING

Me and two friends need to raise $5000 by Monday 02.24.2025 for a deposit and we are missing $600, I offer digital art commissions for very flexible price and sell my prints and other Fandom merch on my Etsy and Bigcartel but if you can only spare a few dollars please donate directly on cash app or PayPal at ailexxichan@gmail.com. Without it they will be unhoused indefinitely. I will keep everyone updated and thank you for sharing this post

Urgent Please Read

My father has passed away from Covid-19 yesterday morning. As much as I want time to grieve him; me, my mother, and little brother are in urgent need of money. We had been funded by his SSA checks each month, & now have to contact SS of his death.

Because of this, we will have almost no funding until we are approved for Survivors Benefits. I am currently working but because my father died from Covid, I must remain in quarantine until I can continue. We urgently need to pay $1000 in rent & utilities by August 5th.

Luckily, once I return to work I can handle paying for the other misc. bills. Until then, we need funding however we can.

Ways you can help fund us:

Cashapp: https://t.co/Z35i0r7RiR

Venmo: https://t.co/mkfGZi2Ima

GPay: https://t.co/xGX7C9bOK2

Thank you all who took time to read and help us in this time.

✅️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.

.ttps://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-and-his-family-survive-in-gaza-crisis

Hello,

My name is Hanan, and I am reaching out from Gaza to seek your assistance for my brother Jihad. He is suffering from multiple chronic illnesses, including high blood pressure, diabetes, kidney failure, celiac disease, and osteoporosis, among various other complications. 🥺🥺 Unfortunately, he does not have access to direct support or adequate medical treatment. We kindly ask for your help in evacuating Jihad from Gaza so that he can receive the necessary medical care abroad. 🙏🙏

https://gofund.me/22862796

✅️ The campaign has been verified by @gazavetters, and my phone number listed is (#266) ✅️

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Donate to Help Jihad and his family, organized by ADHAM Moin

Hello everyone, I’m Hanan Alanqar, a divorced woman from the war-torn Gaza. I’m living with … ADHAM Moin needs your support for Help Ji

PLEASE HELP SAVE A PALESTINIAN FAMILY FROM GENOCIDE AND FAMINE

HELP BY DONATING IF YOU CAN!! PLEASE SHARE THIS AS WELL

DO NOT IGNORE THEM

It's in his nature and personality to protect his loved ones, to shield them from everything that could be a harm to them, they are what he treasures the most.

What do you expect the man to do, when he is the threat? If he's the one who's hurting them?

The moment he realized how ill he spoke of them, especially one fading star among them, what did you expect the Prince man to do?

(He chooses to die.)

We are the Abu Ras family, once living peacefully in the northern Gaza Strip. Like so many others, our lives were upended by the ongoing war. Our home was destroyed in the north, and we were forced to leave everything behind and embark on a harrowing journey of displacement through several cities in the southern Gaza Strip. Now, we live in tents in the heart of the region, struggling to survive and rebuild.

The war not only took our home but also our livelihoods. We lost our jobs and the means to provide for our family. But despite the hardships, we are determined to rise again and rebuild our lives. However, we cannot do it alone.

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We are the Abu Ras family, once living peacefully in the nor… Mona Aburas needs your support for Help Rebuild the Abu R

We are asking for your support to help us secure a safe home and rebuild a new future for our children. Every donation, no matter how small, will help us take a step toward that goal. Your generosity can bring hope and stability to a family that has lost so much.

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We are the Abu Ras family, once living peacefully in the nor… Mona Aburas needs your support for Help Rebuild the Abu R

Please consider donating to help the Abu Ras family survive this difficult time and rebuild our lives.

Thank you for your kindness and support.

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Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza

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Donate to Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza, organized by Farhat's Family

In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily … Farhat's Family needs your support for Save Dr. Farhat's family fro

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In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.

Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home

Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.

The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War

And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.

War's Toll on My Dreams and Future

The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.

Displacement and Uncertainty After the War

Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.

Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us

We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.

👉 https://gofund.me/e9f9ce20

Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.

With deepest gratitude,

Dr. Farhat's Family

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.