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In Gaza you can see everything bad that comes to mind, literally everything. You can see missiles falling on residential areas and exploding, completely destroying them, and no one survives. One of them and you can see the helicopter firing bullets more heavily than the rain towards the house or what remains of the houses and tents and you can see the tank firing shells towards you without and also the bullets do not stop here in the streets of the world they are clean and full of flowers but with us there are no more flowers there are only tents for the displaced and graves of the martyrs you cannot see anything beautiful all you see is only destruction, bombing, devastation, killing, displacement and hunger everything that is not beautiful you find with us everything is difficult everything is bitter we suffer listen to our cries do not leave us wars are between armies but here the war is between a Nazi Zionist army and just elderly people, women and children they have wiped out the entire youth category they have destroyed an entire generation rather they have destroyed generations they have destroyed a city they have executed our lives they have killed us and no one has held them accountable please share my blog you will not lose anything and donate to me and my family if you can or send it to a friend who can donate to me do not pass by while you have helped me please

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Hey! It's really great to finally talk to you. BIG fan. Always dreamed of carrying a small version of you around in a tiny birdcage or on my shoulder or in the palm of my hands and dressing you in small dolls clothes & trying to cook small, but still recognizable, meals like sandwiches & stuff ever since we passed each other on the street in Bloomington, Indiana on July 2nd 2011

and I would not even let my cat eat or play with you and I would have to plug the sink hole to make a small bath for you and

Oh! I'm sorry. Your total was $10.16

i think its really fun to go into buildings and quickly find like an unlocked closet and then just stand motionless in the dark for 30 minutes, its one of my techniques to soak up secret cave power

this isnt even a joke, this seems like a joke post, but i seriously implore you to try it, it makes the world way more fun to hang out in, just do it when youre alone, start looking for little crannys and sneak into them, dont look at your phone just try hiding in the dark, listening to the muffled sounds of the world outside, if anyone catches you just say something stupid like "oh dear, im so sorry, i just got really stressed out and i was trying to find a place to calm down, and now i look crazy! im sooooo sorry" and basically anyone will be like oh damn okay and leave you alone and if they dont then just keep going and be like "my girlfriend died recently"

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Being a ranger I spend a lot of time alone in the wilderness for hours in the company of one of four co workers.

One such worker for the purpose of this post we shall refer to as Dave.

Dave is a very quiet man. He confesses that if conversation happens too quickly and for too long he gets tired so we often work in silence. He's very polite and good natured but it's obvious that he would happily live and work alone for the rest of his life given the option.

He's very much in the previous generation of ranger, a practical man in his fourties or fifties happy to be kept physically busy for a day and then be sent home with some pay. I had to show him how to use a work issued smart phone.

Meanwhile the rest of the team is made up of the current generation of rangers; openly nurodivergent queer women in their twenties or thirties who work this job because it's the only setting where we can vaguely look sane.

So Dave sticks out a bit. It's really nice when he opens up though because he's an impulsive individual when left to his own devices and has plenty of stories to tell if the mood takes him. I really like working with Dave.

Anyway, one day we've got a job that takes a three hour hike to get to and early on the topic of deer comes up.

I hadn't realised this was the first time we had discussed deer, but blatantly it was. Dave's entire demeanour changes, there's a bit of passion in his voice, but it's also hushed as if he's talking about something sacred.

"Deer are my favourite animal." He says.

I'm also eager to hear Dave talk about himself, so I encourage him to say more.

"I'd love to be a deer myself."

And more

"If a genie offered me the opportunity to become a deer I'd take it. I wouldn't even stop to ask what the price was."

And more

"Sometimes I feel like I'm a deer having a dream about being a human.*

And there I am, a long time commuter to the therian/otherkin community keeping up the encouraging face of someone being politely interested, knowing that this man is straight up a therian with no frame of reference.

And I decided that I wouldn't push the subject outside of the bounds of what Dave is comfortable with, I wouldn't try to teach him the terms "Therian" or "Otherkin" but absolutely I would talk with this man as if he's a deer.

And it's a bit magical really. He's an impulsive individual so I have to talk him out of some risky choices every so often and "this is why deer like you keep getting stuck in fences" has become this magical phrase that allows him to step down from a mistake with a bit of a smile on his face.

Before and after yep hes mustard gravy

Didnt smell good so i poured it down the drain without take a bite

My plugs got a special strain i be buyin in bulk