Stop for a while. do not cross . My name is Amna from Gaza. We lost everything, home, dreams, and everything that gives life. My children are living in bad conditions. I ask you to help me for the sake of my children, for the sake of humanity. Those who cannot donate can share the post and link
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Fucking hell, what a tragedy. He has an incomplete spinal injury, meaning he still has sensation, so maybe it’s possible he could walk again after rehab? Still, just awful
My name is Aya Maher, a 24-year-old Palestinian from Gaza, I want to share the heartbreaking story of my family, We've endured 250 days of continuous bombardment during this devastating war.
Since its onset, we've faced a relentless cascade of losses. Our lives have been emptied, and the dreams we once pursued now seem like unattainable fantasies.
We were displaced from our home, and tragically, we lost our new home as well—a place we had worked tirelessly to create, hoping it would become a sanctuary where we could build beautiful memories.
Here is two pictures of our new home once i captured it in November and the other one on january, our buliding is destoryed more than it was.
Despite being displaced from our home by the presence of occupation forces in our area, we found refuge in the home of relatives. Our lives have been repeatedly endangered by barbaric bombing campaigns. We narrowly escaped death twice during sudden tank attacks. Additionally, we endured intense bombardment while trapped inside our house, enduring a harrowing four-day siege.
Despite the immense difficulties, my family and I insisted on staying in Gaza, facing the constant threat of bombings and the scarcity of essential resources. Now, after nine months of siege, we are on the brink of famine, struggling to find basic necessities like food, water, and medicine. We've decided to leave Gaza for our safety, but the high costs of coordination are a barrier.
My professional life has been utterly decimated. For three years, I thrived as a user interface designer on freelance platforms. However, since the onset of this war, my ability to work has been obliterated. The occupation's relentless bombing campaigns have ravaged internet infrastructure, rendering it barely functional. Now, even basic online tasks are nearly impossible. Consequently, I'm left without any financial means to sustain myself. What's even more disheartening is the realization that even after the war concludes, the road back to work will be fraught with obstacles due to the extensive damage inflicted upon network lines.
I am reaching out, seeking your support to help my family and me coordinate our exit from this dangerous situation.
Your financial assistance will not only provide us with a chance for safety and peace but also help me resume my beloved work once the war concludes. Please visit my business gallery at (https://www.behance.net/ayamaher11) and consider contributing to our journey towards a secure and dignified life.
These are the expenses we've outlined:
• Coordination of my mother's requirements: $5000-
• Coordination of me requirements: $5000
• Coordination of my brother Hamza: $5000
• Coordination of my brother Bader: $5000
• Coordination of my sister Nada: $2500
Additionally, we've allocated $2500 for expenses such as passport stamping ,and our initial month's expenses in Egypt.
proud of myself for only publicly going insane about intellectual property a little bit. i can be normal if i want (i am so so soso not normal about this album even a little bit)
Racism isn’t saying an uncomfortable word. Racism is every news media reporting on the individual lives of the 33 adult settler hostages to be released in Phase 1, and not one mention of the 100+ Palestinians, 25 of whom are children, that Israel has murdered since announcing the ceasefire. They’ll try to kill as many as they can before Sunday.
you know it has occurred to me often recently that perhaps the correct way to fight fatphobia is not to insist there’s something wrong with you if you don’t find fat people attractive, but to focus on the fact that you should be able to respect and treat with kindness people who you don’t find attractive. like. just a thought
honestly, the things that insects are capable of will never cease to amaze me
Honeybee painted with my watercolor set ✨️🐝