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"im tired of living through major historical events" is now "dear lord please let me witness a high profile political assassination in the next 1-2 years. amen"

We haven’t had bread for days… The war on Gaza continues, the blockade is suffocating us, and bakeries have completely shut down. The situation is beyond tragic—children, families, everyone is starving. We need every voice, every bit of support, every share to make the world hear our cry. Please don’t ignore our suffering.

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We are literally dying. !

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👉Mohammed : From the Peak of Ambition to an Urgent Need for Your Help

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speaking to you with a heavy and painful heart. I am sorry that I had to ask for help from you, but what we are living is what pushed me to do this.

a 31-year-old living amidst the war in Gaza, a place deeply affected by conflict and hardship. I hold a Bachelor degree in Medical Laboratory Sciences , I graduated with very good But Unfortunately, I did not get a job opportunity.

I am father to four beautiful children, My family consists of 6 individuals, My father , mother , Three girls and Three boys .

Before the outbreak of war, my family and I had a comfortable life in our beautiful home filled with cherished memories. However, since the conflict began, our lives have been turned upside down. We now find ourselves living in a small tent, exposed to the harsh elements and constant threat of violence.

Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed It became a remembrance

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A picture of me and my family in front of our destroyed house.

Our house was bombed in the 2008 escalation and we built it, and also in the 2014 escalation the house was destroyed again and we rebuilt it, and in this 2023/2024 war the house was also destroyed.

Every time we start again, the Israeli occupation destroys us again

Life is unbearable. It has become hell for us. destruction, no education, no future

We can't stand it anymore

The situation here is dire. Food and basic necessities are scarce, and famine and malnutrition have become rampant. Our lives are hanging by a thread, and we fear for the safety and well-being of our children every single day.

The cost of living here has become extremely high. All of our resources are going towards securing food and trying to escape from disaster, desperately seeking a lifeline.

We are yearning to escape this nightmare and rebuild our lives in a safe place.

However, the cost of traveling to a safer area was beyond our means.

Each ticket cost $5000 per person,

a sum that was impossible for us to bear. Now, the border crossing is closed, and things continue to worsen.

We want to collect donations to leave Gaza if the crossing opens

That's why I am reaching out to you, dear friends. Your generosity and compassion can make all the difference for me and my family. Your donations will enable us to flee this war-torn region and start anew, away from the horrors of conflict and instability.

Please, consider lending us a helping hand. Your support could mean the world to us and ensure the safety and future of my beloved family..

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering our plea.

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World Press Photo of the year 2003 displays an Iraqi prisoner of war comforting his 4-year-old son at a regroupment in Najaf, Iraq, March 31, 2003.

It drives me insane how many people dont realise how often they break the law and that if the full force of it was ever applied life would basically be unliveable. Like between traffic violations, petty workplace theft, account sharing and piracy alongside how common it is to have been in posession of some illegal drug at some point in your life. People still manage to get away with thinking "criminals" are people who commit crimes not just populations that are surveilled enough to be routinely prosecuted

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We don’t talk about how mean kids are in middle school … like they tap into levels of mean that force some of us to be in therapy for a good chunk of our adult lives tbh

No bc why do I distinctly remember being a 12 year old girl in middle school once and I had a habit of covering my mouth w my hand when I laughed and some kid was like “why do you laugh like that” and another girl was like “that’s just how she laughs” (not defending me just observing) and then they spent 5 minutes discussing why I laughed w a hand on my mouth😭😭😭

This is a universal experience………….

Think it's because middle school is when you're grown enough and somewhat empathetic enough to recognize what hurts people and people's specific weak spots, but not old enough to understand how your words truly effect people in the moment and down the line

"12 hour allergy relief" lmfao bitch I will be sneezing again in 5, 6 hours. im ignoring all dosing recommendations im not a coward i live this 24/7/365. i have so many histamines some of them are herstamines and they're just for the ladies. title ix. cough sniffle n choke squad every day, every way, we itchin CON TIN NEW WALL-E no rest for the afflicted. pass me another little white pill im bout to sneeze loud as hell. uncle sneezes. grandfather sneezes. don't even put my newspaper down just blast that thing both barrels open mouth rattling like a thundersheet backstage at a high school play: "sandra im Not allergic to the dog" implying being allergic to shit is gay. don't even call that Claritin anymore we refer to each other by our Christian names: Loratadine. what a beautiful name for a baby girl

This post reminded me of that one transmisogynist on Twitter who said transfemmes were ableist for wearing perfume, and it turned out over the course of that discourse they were taking daily levels of Benadryl that should make you evolve *into* the hatman

To singe the pudu’s dark fur .. vengeance of the earth, vengeance of solitary waters. Where did the continent’s largest tree go? Who are the traditional caretakers? What violence is hidden beneath the pasture of this “idyllic” farm?

There is a tree 3,649 years old. An alerce. This particular alerce is Gran Abuelo (”Great Grandfather”). On Earth, humans are aware of only two other individual trees known to be older. The alerce species, the tallest tree in South America, has a very small, limited, isolated, endangered distribution range in the Validivian temperate rainforest region, many of the alerce living in the shadow of a prominent volcano.

When the dairy farms arrived, though, fire was set. Trees targeted for elimination and caretakers “pacified.”

So there is the Choco bioregion, a unique tropical rainforest, in a narrow zone along the Pacific coast of Colombia, cut off and isolated from the Amazon by the tall spine of the Andes. Here, it rains over 300 days each year, for a total of over 10,000 millimeters of rain, making it one of the wettest places on the planet. Then, there is the Amazonian rainforest, an entire universe of plant lifeforms, which is so lush that it creates its own weather and regional climates. But the tallest tree on the South American continent is in neither of these regions. This tree does not live in the tropical climate. The world’s largest trees live in temperate rainforest. The temperate rainforest zone of the Pacific Northwest provides habitat for giant California redwoods and redcedars. The temperate rainforest zone of Aotearoa/New Zealand provides habitat for kauri and kahikatea. The temperate rainforest of Valdivia: alerce. Here, on the Pacific coast of so-called “Chile”: At least 50% of all woody plants in the region are endemic, living nowhere else outside of Valdivian temperate rainforest. Here lives a conifer. A cypress. Locally, this species is called alerce, which means simply “larch.” A central species in the rainforest ecosystem, in Euro-Amerian institutional language: “Patagonia cypress.” In Latin, this is Fitzroya cupressoides, which is the only species in its genus, with no close relatives.

Alerce is the tallest and largest tree species on the continent of South America.

The Spanish invasion happened in the mid-1500s. And later, the “independent” Chilean state itself continued to dominate the Pacific coastline with expanding industry and institutions. But still the rainforest persisted under the care of Huilliche-Mapuche people, and it wasn’t until the 1840s that Valdivia’s alerce forests were truly targeted for elimination, when the Chilean state enthusiastically invited German colonists to transform the land into pasture, into “dairy farms.” When online, looking for images of the dramatic landmark Volcano Osorno of the Valdivian temperate rainforest region, many photos are labelled “idyllic,” flanked by calmly grazing cattle, looking like this:

But this is the land of Huilliche-Mapuche people. And before this land was twisted into a German farm-scape, not long ago, the western slopes of Volcano Osorno were lush temperate rainforest not unlike the Pacific Northwest. This space looked more like this:

The rainforest has many endemic animals found nowhere outside of the region: the world’s smallest deer (pudu); the arboreal marsupial monito del monte; the iconic semi-arboreal rainforest cat kodod, land-snails and giant predatory planarian land-worms; and dozens of endemic frogs.

The only known home of the alerce species:

Here’s a quote:

Chilean [and also Huilliche-Mapuche] poet Jaime Huenun’s Reducciones (2012) explores the social and environmental consequences of European colonization since the second  half of the nineteenth century, when southern Chile received thousands of German immigrants as part of a state-sponsored colonization plan. […] ‘Reducciones’ opening section, “Entrada a Chauracahuin,” which refers to the original name of the contemporary city of Osorno, recounts the history of colonization (…). Today, Holstein cows and red Hereford bulls graze in the vast grasslands of Osorno’s estates.” As is evident in this description, the Osorno region of Chile exemplifies the European imperialistic practice of terraforming its colonies to make them resemble European environments […].’Huenun demonstrates how slash-and-burn agriculture applied to the Valdivian temperate rainforest has produced “a German or Swiss farm,” as well as enormous biodiversity and cultural losses: “la explotacion civilizada termino con uno de los territorios mas bellos de la tierra, con rios, montanas y bosques interminables, inmensos, misteriosos” (”civilized exploitation put an end to one of the world’s most beautiful territories, with river, mountains, and unending, immense, mysterious forests”). [From: Ida Day. Ecological Crisis and the Re-Enchantment of Nature in Jaime Huenun’s Reducciones. 2016.]

In 1847, the Chilean state and its president passed the Law of Colonization and Vacant Lots, intending to “civilize” the Valdivian temperate rainforest region by inviting German farmers to colonize the Osorno area in the heart of the region. Also in 1847, the state-sponsored group conspicuously named “Sociedad Stuttgart,” through coercion, claimed lands of the Huilliche-Mapuche along the western slopes of Volcano Osorno. But many Mapuche lands were still legally autonomous, and neither German settlers or the Chilean state had established legal right to many of these settlements. So in 1861, when some Mapuche leaders began vocal resistance to the settlement schemes, the Chilean military launched a violent 22-year-long occupation of Mapuche lands of the Valdivian temperate rainforest, known in history books as “the Pacification of Araucania.”

In 1863, to create cattle rangeland and dairy pasture between the largely-German colonial settlements of Puerto Montt and Puerto Varas, just west of Volcano Osorno, settlers intentionally unleashed a forest fire to eliminate the lowland alerce forests. While temperate rainforest clings to the steep mountainous fjords and slopes of the Andes, the rainforest also historically lived throughout the coastal lowlands too. But those lowland forests and bogs were targeted for elimination. (Something similar played out historically in the Pacific Northwest: Lowland hemlock and Douglas fir in the Salish Sea lowlands were erased to make way for colonial settlement and the creation of “Seattle,” where mild climate allows fruit harvest and successful gardening, while, now, temperate rainforest clings to existence in rugged Cascades slopes, where it was historically harder to extract timber.)

Even the charred stumps of the dead alerce were quickly extracted and turned into roofing material. During the first years of German settlement, these alerce-wood shingles were reported to be the only international export from Chiloe and Llanquihue.

Today, Huilliche-Mapuche people have been dispossessed of over 95% of their traditional land.

But dairy farms are no longer the monster that replaces the forests. The rainforest is now replaced by industrial monoculture “tree plantations.” Monoculture meant for timber extraction, monoculture which now takes up about 50% of the Valdivian coastal region. Plantations are marketed as “forests.”

Again, from Ida Day:

”civilized exploitation put an end to one of the world’s most beautiful territories, with river, mountains, and unending, immense, mysterious forests

Reducciones’ opening section, “Entrada a Chauracahuin,” which refers to the original name of the contemporary city of Osorno, recounts the history of colonization of this region and the emergence of new cultural identities. It also describes the transformations of the natural environment from native forests to the current farmland: “To open the humid and impenetrable jungle of pellin and laurel, to singe the pudu’s dark fur, to melt small antlers of huemul with the embers of a felled coigue,”  these were some of the desires that motivated the transformation of the  Huilliche countryside into haciendas and productive plains. (…) Much more devastating consequences of colonization are revealed in [Jaime Huenun’s] poem “Trumao,” which describes land degraded by agriculture, logging, and ranching. (…) In the Mapuche language, trumao refers to the fertile volcanic soil. It is also the name of a small town in Los Lagos region, which was an important center of economic development between the end of the nineteenth century and the 1960s, providing a port and a train station for transporting agricultural products, animals, and  lumber. (…) The ecological crisis described in “Trumao” (…) turned “ecologically diverse landscapes into monocultural regimes …  spreading cancer (…)”. The opening verse of the poem, “vengeance of the earth, vengeance of solitary waters,” communicates the exploitation and abuse  of the once fertile land (…). The images of the degraded environment in the poem are charged with feelings of loss and alienation: “plastic bottles on the railway, sleeping like rotten corks where assassin wasps tirelessly buzz and nest.”

🚨Take a moment to imagine your child or loved one. What would you do for them? How far would you go to protect them and shield them from pain, loss and despair🚨

I am Marwa, a mother of three girls, Belasan, Joan and Nada, ages 7 to 14. 🔊🔉🔈I will take a moment to share my story.📢📣

My children and I lived under bombardment and aggression. We had a safe home full of dreams and a bright future for my daughters.

But everything changed when the war on Gaza began. Our house, which we built with strength and effort before the war, was destroyed.

We lost our job, which was our only source of income. The journey of displacement and moving from one place to another began without the minimum necessities of life. We faced difficulties in providing healthy food and clean water. We lived in fear and terror. My daughters could no longer sleep from the intensity of fear.

My mother-in-law suffers from serious lung infections and chronic diseases, and we find it difficult to provide appropriate treatment for her, especially in the winter and the bitter cold. She is part of our family after losing her husband. We are now without shelter, moving from one place to another, and struggling to survive. Today we have no income, no life, and no work. We are determined to rebuild our dreams, secure our future, and rebuild our home. We cannot do this alone and we need your help in building our lives. Your support, no matter how small, can make a big difference. Thank you for helping us find hope on our journey.

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URGENT APPEAL 🙏💔

I am writing this letter in one of the hardest moments of my life. I have lost my friends and relatives during painful events, and now I find myself trapped, with my situation growing more difficult each day. All I seek is a glimmer of hope, a kind word, or support to restore my faith in humanity.

I ask only for help—whether donation support or simply someone to reach out and remind me that I am not alone. Your words and kindness might be the hope I need to keep going.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to anyone who can stand with me, even in a small way. In times like these, even the smallest gesture means the world

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