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To whom it may concern

First, please watch this video:

That targeting was two days ago Do you see, my friend? Were you astonished by the size of the bombing? Did we really deserve all this? That was a small part of what happened that night. Imagine the amount of these explosives falling on the bodies of innocent people, after the army asked them to leave their homes and migrate to this safe area, as it claims. If You saw that, my friends, people were burned to death, screaming, and there was no one to help them.

This explosion was only about 500 meters away from our tent. As you know, the tent is made up of some scraps and wood. Shrapnel and rubble scattered on us, and some of people’s tents were burned. I was slightly injured as a result of that, not to mention the tent’s failure.

I kindly ask you guys to help me achieve my goal and help me and my family leave this place, otherwise our fate will be like the fate of those innocent people who were killed for no reason. We need to live a better life than this. We do not have to endure all that. Please, guys, do not leave us. We die this way💔

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Breaking News 🥺😢💔💔💔

Gaza under fire again‼️‼️

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We wake up afraid from bombing and unfortunately the war return again. 💔💔💔

I'm so afraid about my family and my kids please help us evacuate from this place we are crying now and screaming because of the strength of bombing around us.

please help us everything is very dangerous and we return to the killing people. you can support us and my family by donating or sharing my compaign.

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URGENT SUPPORT REQUIRED

PLEASE READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH

Due to outrageously high processing fees, the family seven-year-old Omar still has not raised enough funds to do Omar’s complete skin graft. A partial graft has been done, but they still need funds to cover the rest of Omar’s wounds. Their father also remains in critical condition and in danger of permanent paralysis.

**Now, they are trapped by IOF attack. They need to arrange transportation out of the area NOW to avoid being trapped by IOF death squads! They cannot move by foot due to their injuries, they NEED transportation out of the area NOW!!!**

They need to raise €300 EUR to cover the cost of transportation. Of this amount, they have raised €180 so far. That means they still need €120 EUR to evacuate.

Current: €6,608 EUR

New temporary goal: €6,728 EUR

Need to raise: €120 EUR (about $131 USD)

Yahya, his brother Khalil, their little brother Omar, and the rest of their family’s extremely difficult situation is described at length in this thread. Thank you to our dear ally @murderbot for keep in close contact with the family and providing invaluable updates.

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Ramadan in Gaza… A Different Ramadan

Today marks the first day of Ramadan, the month of mercy and giving. But in Gaza, it holds an entirely different meaning.

Here, displacement has become a daily reality. With food shortages, power outages, and a lack of basic necessities, fasting this month has become an overwhelming challenge.

We do everything we can to provide for our needs, but the circumstances are extremely harsh. While others live in safety, we remain under constant uncertainty, never knowing what might happen next.

In this blessed month of generosity and kindness, we ask for your support to help ease our suffering. Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives.

So far, we have raised $14,264, and we are so close to reaching our goal of $14,500—only $236 left! Donate here and help make an impact.

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"A mother's dream from Gaza: Can my children have a better Future?"

I'm Samah, a mother of three children, living in Gaza, where war and destruction have become part of daily life. But despite everything, despite all the pain that surrounds us, I still dream, I still believe that my children deserve a better future. Just like any other child in the world.

When I look into my children's eyes, I see questions I cannot answer: "When will this end? When will we live in safety? When will we go to school without fear?" I smile at them, trying to hide my fear, but inside, I die a little every day, watching their childhood slip away.

I have always dreamed that my children would grow up in a safe environment, where they could go to school without fearing the sound of airplanes, where they could play without the sky being filled with smoke. I want them to learn, to become doctors, engineers, and teachers—to have the future they deserve, not one filled with constant fear of whether this night will be their last.

But in Gaza, dreams feel like a luxury. We don’t think about the future; we think about how to survive today. That is why I have decided to seek a way out, to a place where I can give my children a dignified life, where they can sleep without waking up to the sound of bombs, where they can simply be children.

But this is not easy. Traveling is expensive, the process is complicated, and all I have is faith that there are kind hearts willing to help. That is why I am asking for your support—not for myself, but for my children. Any contribution, no matter how small, could be the difference between them having a future or remaining trapped in this nightmare.

If you can help, please donate here

I am not asking for a miracle—just a chance for my children to have a future.

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The Israeli occupation bombed Nasser Hospital tonight and bombed the journalists' tent there, which led to the burning of 3 journalists and there are 8 martyrs. The Israeli occupation is using the most heinous types of killing and genocide against us. We do not deserve all of this. Please, I do not want to burn to death here. Help me with a donation, so that I can escape, me and my family, out of Gaza as soon as possible. Please.

We desperately need your help here so we can escape the war zone. Please donate and share. Tell everyone what is happening to us here.!!!

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Hello, I am posting to bring attention to a campaign that could save a man's life. Ahmed Al Yazji is 20 years old and suffered a neck injury after an Israeli air strike destroyed his home. Now Ahmed cannot walk and needs support to be able to get the surgery he needs to survive and help his family. Without surgery to remove a piece of rocket that has been lodged in his neck he will be unable to support him and his family that are facing urgent health concerns and starvation.

You can help by donating to or spreading his gofundme where you can read more about Ahmed and help him retain his dignity and safety.

Included are photos from his campaign:

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This is what we live

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Emergency and urgent update ‼️🆘🆘

The war on Gaza returned 💔💔😭😭😭

109 martyrs in Israeli raids on the Gaza Strip, 75 of them in Khan Yunis, south of the Strip😱😱😭😭🙏

"Please don't skip, I need your support to help my family leave Gaza and go to a safe place"🙏🙏🙏

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so you talk about your religious trauma and it’s a major theme in your art, and i was wondering what your current relationship with religion is? is in, do you practice any religion or consider yourself religious? if it isn’t too personal :)

im willing to answer !! i dont talk about it on most of my socials outright because people tend to misinterpret things intensely when it comes to this kind of topic, but ill give it a shot trying to write it out. In fact, I will give the whole story of my experience with religion. So its gonna be long.

there will be talk of psychosis, eating disorders, delusions, and self harm in this post. However I will not be graphic in my descriptions.

To start out I suppose for context, my parents are not catholic. my mom doesn’t talk about religion, and my dad doesnt follow anything in the real sense, but practices a lot of principals of buddhism. My nana was catholic, and my extended family vary in their religious beliefs.

That being said, (i think to my nana’s influence) when i started school i attended a small private catholic school which has since been shut down. fun fact ! if you’ve ever watched the Netflix doc “The Keepers” my school was only about 3 miles from where one of the nun’s bodies were found. The priest who was suspected to be the one to blame previously taught at the school i went to before moving to the one he is known for teaching at. Not really relevant, but i did always feel a bit uneasy there as a child so it was a weird thing to find out later.

Anyways, I attended this catholic school for 3 years. pre-k, kindergarden, and first grade. I would often ask to use the restroom and just wander around the halls or hide in the bathroom. I would get scolded for asking questions that were “inappropriate”. The one i remember most vividly was “If God created all of us, who created God ?” to one of the nuns, who became upset with me. We weren’t taught whar we should have been, and when I did move to public school i was far behind my peers in specifically science, math, and history, but I digress. This is my one class photo from our yearbook !

It is important to note that my first remembered instance of psychosis started when i attended this private school. My mom was picking me up one day, there was heavy traffic. She was trying to get over and was complaining no one would let her. I caught myself staring at my reflection in the front mirror of the car, and the clicking of the blinker kind of overwhelmed me. In the constant clicking I “decoded” a message that involved me being told to do something particularly violent. In my small brain in addition to my outside influences, I thought the person that sent this message to me was God. I was confused as to why, but I felt i did something wrong to deserve it. i quietly prayed in the back seat internally for forgiveness.

So I started to receive more messages from “God” commanding me to do something or another, typically vile in some way. i would hear this voice in my head frequently, until eventually it faded out and stopped. I dont remember when it stopped, i just remember i had this experience as a child and then when i was a little older i just didnt think about it anymore.

I do have gaps in my memory of my childhood, pretty big ones, for reasons im still struggling to understand to this day. So that makes things fuzzy. I do remember falling back into religion briefly in middle school, but eventually fell out of it again.

As i approached the end of highschool my mental health was tanking. Mostly with depression and anxiety, however this wouldnt be the worst it would get. In 2019 I was in college and things were getting increasingly worse. I was one of the few people that loved the isolation of the quarantine actually, i fear if not for that what was to come would have been way worse.

My symptoms of psychosis started to creep back into my life. I was already isolating before the quarantine, but got worse after it had started. I know i said i enjoyed it, and i did, but it also fed into some bad habits. Anyways I was becoming increasingly scared and paranoid, I was actively self harming, I was extremely depressed. I had plans to take my own life, a few of them actually. I started eating less. I didnt think much of it, I was just depressed, i have been depressed most of my life so this was just a particularly bad bout for me is what i thought.

That is, until one night where I had my first psychotic episode. It remains to be the worst and only very big episode i have had. I dealt with it mostly alone, never alerting my family of it. I was on the phone with one friend i had at the time, although they were not the kindest to me overall. Despite that they sat with me. This episode led to me standing in one place for over 2 hours too scared to move. When I finally did, it seemed to trigger a more violent outburst.

I wont go into too much detail but i left the experience cried out, bloodied, and heavily bruised. My legs were entirely black and blue for over a month following. After this episode I finally decided to try to get help, and I met with my psychiatrist for the first time. I was immediately put on several antidepressants which ended up being beneficial but in the beginning caused me to lose my appetite entirely. This is when i fell more and more into my eating disorder. With this though, I was still experiencing delusions and hallucinations and got put on my first antipsychotic.

It helped with my symptoms, and it helped me get back to a normal weight. Even tho at the time I was abusing my adderall I was still able to get my body (mostly) back to normal, at least physically. That being said, while my symptoms were lessened they were not gone, it just became less scary to me. Maybe it was because I was being desensitized, but thats something to ponder another time.

I started to become more and more infatuated with catholicism again from that original episode forward. I was obsessed and that voice of god returned to me. I started hearing clicking and chirping coming from the back of my right ear, which ive dubbed as a “chip” in my brain placed by god for me to receive his messages. I thought there was an evil inside of me that needed to be let out, which i did by participating in frequent bloodletting to force out the bad, and make my body create newer, cleaner, and holier blood. This was something i felt I had to keep up often so that this evil force wouldnt take over. I was eventually able to stop self harming, and have been clean for over 2 years now. It is hard and i still feel the need to “cleanse” myself, but i try my best to push it down.

Fast foreward to 2022 and I would start the first piece in my painting series. I still experienced symptoms but much less frequently ! I started to detail my experience thru art. I would finish the first piece in my series titled “Forgive Me Father” in 2023. Since then I have made many more.

So we finally get to today. I have waited to talk about my current relationship with religion until the end as I felt the context was necessary, and to be honest it is complicated. As you can tell, It has effected me greatly and has come and gone in my life.

I would say from where I am now, I am not religious. A better way to put it i suppose is i consciously make the choice to not be. Like I said its complicated.

I like to think of it as there is two of me in my body. One is paranoid, scared, and extremely delusional. This is the part that still believes god is communicating with them. This is the person that still prays for forgiveness and cries over the fear of being sent to hell for their sins, all approved and constructed by god himself. and then theres my rational side, which exists im sure solely because of my medication. This part is extremely self aware, can tell when i am being delusional or irrational, who knows this is something caused by my illness. They exist side by side, at the same time, always. They fight in my head for control but always exist simultaniously, think of it like a pie chart. one may be more prevelant but the other is still always there.

So in a way, there is a lot I do personally believe. That being said the reason I do believe is because of my schizophrenia. So I choose to navigate my life as someone who actively does not believe as an attempt to not let the delusion control me. do i think people who are religious are delusional ? I do not, but I know in my personal case what leads me to believe these things is an unwell mind.

I still have an intense fascination with catholicism and religion in general. I think its a beautiful thing, it moves me, but i must keep it at a distance to avoid hurting me. It is not something I can actively engage in outside of general interest because it would kill me, and despite my previous statements i would like to live at least a little longer haha.

With all that said, and I doubt anyone will read this whole thing, its been a rollercoaster of a ride. If anyone has questions about it, feel free to ask. Im an open book about this stuff online most days, and Im willing to offer any information about it.

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the ghat. he is full of love

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Silksong is real.

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Proximate is really good bc it has the EXACT energy I want for my Flowers A Plenty story. Like holy shit the vibes of the horror contrasted with corporate bullshit combined with the soap opera and "leauge tonight?" Like THATS IT THATS THE VIBES!!! i love it

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quick scribble of the NEW AREAAAA WAUGH!!!

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oooooooohhh pets from mom

ID: Orange and white tabby laying on his back, closing his eyes and being pet

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(a poster paint art, "ELIZABETH" by RVJoaquin)