Our lives have become very difficult. There are no minimum necessities for life , there is nothing .
I came to you today to tell you about a dream before my birthday, which is 11/11. I hope to reach our first goal, which is for Amira.(5000 usd )
https://gofund.me/65d3c667
Sorry for sharing 😞🙏
@bilal-salah0 @appsa @feluka
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.
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 The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
RAFAYEL HAS VERY SENSITIVE SCALES [EBB AND FLOW, LAND OF SECRET FLAMES] AND BLUSHES WHEN WE TOUCH THEM PASS IT ON
Someone probably already point this out but Clopidogrel (Zayne's squirrel friend that sometimes visits the hospital for treats) has the same name of the medicine that stops the blood from coagulating?? Why did Zayne name it that 😭😭😭
I never tought I would see everyone's favorite doctor trying to communicate with a baby lamb and being a cute animals magnet. We love character development
"Talking about the past doesn't mean there will be no future. And the future doesn't have to be full of uncertainties."
It's been days... and the donations have stopped. 🍉‼️
💔 We are a family in Gaza:
- Father: Elderly and sick
- Us: Women struggling to survive
- Reality: No food, no income, no support
The situation is becoming unbearable. Prices are rising. Our resources are running out.
It’s been three days since we’ve received any help. 📉
💸 Even a small donation can make a world of difference.
👉 5 can give us food for a day.
👉 10 can help with medicine for our father.
👉 $20 can buy us essential supplies.
Your "support" can change everything. Don't let us go another day without help.
Even if you can't donate, sharing this message can reach someone who can.
Please, help us survive this. We need your help now. 🙏
(Xavier x Sylus x Raf)
(Zayne and Caleb are stuck in traffic)
(I can't finish this but the important stuff is rendered)
See the full pic on my twt or bsky
V is one of my favorite DMC characters, along with Nero. (In fact, my current icon is V's face). And that is why it saddens me to see some parts of the fandom misunderstanding him so badly.
V is the human part of Vergil. That means that his motivation, adaptability and ruthlessness are in this part too.
Getting rid of your demonic part doesn't mean you have no more evil or flaws in you. In fact, I would argue that Vergil is such a complicated character BECAUSE he doesnt come to terms with his humanity until Devil May Cry 5.
That doesnt mean you need to stop saying that "V is my baby" or "he has never done anything wrong in his life" since I do that too, but it's also important to respect the source material when talking of canon lore.
Also he is always treated as weak but many forget to mention he is a menace?? Bro was walking around completely naked, robbed a man and stole his posessions, bathed IN A FOUNTAIN, kept robbing people to get enough money and doesn't explain anything.
He is the classy goth poetry man, but he is ALSO a smelly rat and will bite people. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.
I am writing to you these words from the midst of the suffering, persecution and genocide that we are exposed to in the Gaza Strip
My name is Kifah from the northern Gaza Strip
I was displaced with my family of 9 people under the bombing, death and displacement and we reached with great difficulty a displacement camp in the city of Rafah and then we were displaced again to the city of Khan Yunis and the city of Deir al-Balah
The children of my family are now at this moment freezing from the severe cold and suffering from hunger and deprivation that is unprecedented
I look at the children and cry bitterly because I cannot provide them with what they eat and I cannot even provide them with clothes to warm them
I used to live in a house that resembled a beautiful palace and my financial situation was completely suitable before this damned war in which my beautiful house was burned and my entire area was destroyed and large parts of my house were demolished in addition to its burning.
Please, my dear, donate to me any amount, no matter how small, because it will be important to me..
The war has transformed me from a woman living with her family in wonderful conditions to a woman struggling to provide the minimum requirements of life, and from a woman who has money and a beautiful home to a woman striving to provide clothes and bread for her family..
Although it is difficult for me to ask for help, my dire circumstances force me to ask for help urgently..
Please, if you cannot donate to me, share my story so that I may reach my goal as soon as possible
LET'S HELP HOWEVER WE CAN!!!
I experienced the traumatic experience of displacement four times with my family in Gaza before I was evacuated alone to Ireland with the help of my Irish college.
No words can describe the fear that engulfs us when we see thousands of leaflets in our sky dropped from Israeli warplanes ordering us to leave for other places that are just as dangerous. It is a tedious and terrible process of packing everything we need, begging bus drivers over the phone (mostly with a feeble phone signal) to come and pick us up at any cost. Unfortunately, displacement and running from death became the daily routine of adults and children alike in Gaza.
When displaced, sniper bullets and indiscriminate heavy bombardment are not the only risks that face my family and other people. Another life-threatening problem facing people in Gaza is the sewage flooding the streets of Gaza after Israel deliberately destroyed most of the infrastructure. This led to the spread of fatal viruses and diseases like Poliomyelitis as announced by the Ministry of Health in Gaza.
It pains my heart that my beloved city Gaza has turned into an apocalyptic ghost city where innocent people, children and adults, are indiscriminately killed daily. It is shocking to see this becoming normalized and the extent to which the world has become desensitized. What happened to humanity and human rights?! When will we see a ceasefire and be able to hug and reunite with our families?! When will we wake up from this never-ending nightmare?
The Lifeless corpses of innocent Palestinians decompose in the streets of Gaza and under the rubble. These bodies become food for stray dogs. I wonder what hopes and dreams the person had before he was killed. Did it hurt? Was he scared? Was it fast or painfully slow?! Does he/ she have children? Does his/her family know?! Was he/she unlucky to be in the wrong place at the wrong time?! Most importantly, how does one decide what is a wrong place and a wrong time to be when every place and every time in Gaza is wrong?! Survival is nothing but a matter of luck in Gaza.
Imagining that this could be the fate of my family makes me go insane with heart-stopping fear!
With the increasing escalation in the region, hope for a ceasefire in Gaza fades away and I have to live every second of every day with the haunting thoughts that my family could be the next to leave this cruel world brutally. Therefore, I am exerting all efforts to get them out of Gaza and hopefully reunite with them in Ireland where I am continuing my studies.
I cannot do that without your help. Decide today to play a significant role in saving my family in Gaza including many children with a prosperous future ahead of them.
2. @riding-with-the-wild-hunt Here .
Hello dear friends! ❤🤍🖤💚
🍉I am Mahmoud Ayyad, a Palestinian from the besieged and destroyed Gaza 😭😭, coming from an extended family of young children, women and elderly people ❤❤ who have been suffering😭😭 for 300 difficult days from an aggressive war.
Our lives are harsh because we lack all the basic necessities of life. Everything has become scarce and unattainable. There is no food, no water, no medicine.
So, I ask you to help me keep my family safe and alive, especially after we had lost all our sources of livelihood.Please do not leave my family to struggle and suffer these difficult days alone. You can support my campaign by donating whatever you can or by sharing my posts to reach others who can help us survive the war to safety and peace. You are helping the lives of many people with your small contribution. Every donation makes a difference in our very difficult lives. But this is a legitimate campaign and has been checked by 90-ghost.
https://gofund.me/31c5cbe3
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Nikki seems to be having fun...
You can see the full illustration on my Patreon!
I'm Apricity and welcome to my blog! I post mainly about Love And Deepspace and I main Xavier and Caleb.
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