When gas disappears… we invent fire.
In Gaza, where war stole everything from us — even our gas cylinders — we refused to freeze or give up.
With nothing but scrap metal, old car oil, and computer fans, people here built handmade burners to cook, boil water, and survive.
We turned trash into life. We turned despair into invention. This is how we fight for existence every single day.
We don't just survive — we create.🔥🛠️💔
Reblog. Raise awareness. Let the world see our resilience.
As for me… I’m Kareman, a mother in Gaza.
I’m doing my best to protect and care for my son, Hammoud, in the middle of this war.
Thanks to a kind friend’s donation, I was able to bring a little light into my child’s life — food, warmth, and a smile.
The photo below is my son smiling next to the food we managed to buy.
That smile is a rare treasure in the middle of fear, displacement, and hunger.😭🫶❤️
If you’re reading this, please… don’t let this be the last smile I see on his face.🙏
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From a mother who is still trying
Hello. Khawla and their family need your help! They need to feed their child, Ghazal but the cost of milk is high. She also is suffering from an injury which also is a costly problem. YOU can come to this girl’s aid by going to their go fund me right here:
Please donate and share this link! This is very urgent because they’re currently living in very poor circumstances.
Oh I should've loved you sooner,
Sooner so I could have the sun in my arms,
From when I only knew the dark,
Sooner so I had a reason to smile,
When scowls and frowns and tears were my only solace,
I should've loved you sooner,
My days weren't as bright,
Because I never realized
I had the sun in my corner
You are the sunshine I so desperately
needed,
My rationality, when at times I couldn't keep my head
straight.
My brother, I love you so
But I really should have loved you sooner,
I really, really should have loved you sooner,
And some days, I scold myself, because back then
I told myself;
"Never look him in the eyes,
You've wronged him so, and he will cry"
Never would I have thought, my sunshine
That you would throw yourself at me
And weep in my arms, only to say
"You idiot, you pushed me away!"
And then, I only laughed
Not a joyful one, one full of realization
and irony,
As I wipe those tears away from the face of the
Sun,
And I tell him;
"I'm sorry, love"
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
I should've loved you sooner,
When my days were nothing but
grief and sorrow,
You had given me your heart to borrow,
And if I had broken it a million times
before,
Let me try repair it once more,
With the love you have yearned for,
The love I should've given you sooner.
(This poem is meant to be purely platonic and nothing else)
vetted here
yousef has been ill so he hasn't been online as much to ask for help himself. imagine the difficulty to recover from an illness in the cold with no shelter but a tent. if you can relieve some of this family's stress by donating then please help them 🙏
10 kr is 94 cents usd
In another world, he fucks up, in another world, he blows up, in another world, he dies and come back, in another world lets guilt crawl beneath his skin.
What more could he feel in his world but self-pity?
What else does he feel for himself but selfish self-sabotage?
(Must he die first, to wake up?)
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
AND I WON'T!!!
instead i will share my friends yousef and mona's fundraiser!!! they still need help, they haven't been getting very many donations lately. there's so many expenses + they still need to evacuate eventually. if you have the means to help them i would appreciate it, and so would they. if not, please share the post to show it to more people who might be able to help
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10kr is only 94 cents usd!!
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.
Ahmed from @ahmedaldanis and @ahmedaldanigg is only 14 YEARS OLD and needs to raise money for evacuation as well as dental treatment.
The current amount raised is:
Not even 1/10.
I will post updates when i can.
Reminder that I can draw for you if you donate: x
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Paradise/Cityscape
All that is passed,
And all that is due
Wander in fields of flowers,
One big tree in the midst of the pasture
Lowly hanging golden fruits,
Knowledge bestowed with every bitten
Sweet at first bite, bitter as an afterthought,
I pace beneath it's sturdy branches and it's
swaying, shining leaves.
This is what paradise would feel,
But I am not dead.
I am dead to the world, the world was dead to me
This fantasy is speaking to me,
with no sound,
Regardless, I am always astonished,
the pretty view of Paradise.
Alas, Paradise never lasts,
The curtain opens
and I lay under sheets,
Formality reeks in this room, of something man-made and broken and repaired, and put back together again,
and beyond my window
Is turgid, overwhelming, and polluted,
Cityscape.