The Sound of Empty Stomachs Is Louder Than Bombs
My family has not eaten vegetables or meat for more than three months. Day after day, something else is missing: yesterday it was fruit, today it is flour - a distant dream because of its scarcity and high price.
I never promised you a rose garden
//slight blood// emo post before tomorrow 😎
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Hammad is one out of 9 members of his family. He is the eldest boy and the sole provider of his family at the young age of 24 since his father has been battling heart disease, and consequently suffered a debilitating heart attack.
[TW: Close by sounds of heavy artillery shelling and bombing.]
Months ago, at the start of the war, the neighborhood that Hammad and his family grew up in, where they created and held so many cherished memories and bonds, was besieged.
For days, Hammad and his family were trapped, terrified, between the once stable, now crumbling, walls of his home that once brought comfort and privacy to him now threatened to crush him beneath the rubble and the violent shelling of bullets and bombs whistling past their ears through the air and decimating anything it came in contact with.
His family sat, hungry, terrified, praying to live, watching the sun make its rounds past the plumes of black smoke rising from crumpled homes that once lined their block. This is only a fraction of what Hammad has been forced to endure for the over 550 days.
He watched his beautiful home be destroyed — the memories of his childhood, destroyed; the hard work he and his family put into creating their home, destroyed; the pride he and his family had of their home, destroyed; comfort and security, destroyed.
So Hammad pitched a tent. In the face of exposure to harsh elements, forced conditions of unsanitary environments where disease and sickness spreads rapidly, and deprived of the most basic necessities with skyrocketing costs for flour, clothes, and shelter, Hammad persevered to keep his family alive and as safe as he could. He cared for his father as best he could, but his heart disease requires an operation that none of the besieged or otherwise destroyed hospitals of Gaza can do.
Faced with extreme hunger, thirst, displacement, and now the tent burnt down leading to more exposure to the harsh elements, Hammad’s father’s condition has only worsened. The resilience and strength Hammad has constantly and consistently shown only goes so far in the face of the lifeblood of his family suffering under such dire conditions, and I cannot bear for Hammad to have to endure the heartbreak of losing his father.
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15/18. Спляшем Тимоню? / Shall we dance a Timonia? I've already told you once about a dance (also it's a song) called Timonia from Kursk region. This is a comic mass dance consisting of several dance groups. These groups move in a circle, beating a certain rhythm with their feet. The musicians are in the middle. Some links, if anyone is interested to watching: 1. Music group "Otava Yo" did a cover of this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQGrqRkNpS8 2. This video is more authentic (but poor quality, unfortunately). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQdyd5JnjNs
Gorgeous!!!
Voyage 1969
"The Noah's Ark of the 20th century flew into space, carrying with it hopes and fears. However, it seems that just its hopes were left behind on the moon. Here in the 'future', in the 21st century, only fears and a handful of illusions seem to be all that remain." - ZUN, Touhou 8 IN 😞😞😞
Speed paint 😎
Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.
I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.
💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.
🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.
@sajagz, thank you for listening.
Even gentle support creates strength.
From one heart to another — thank you 🤍
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this could be my last message before I die
Death besieges us from everywhere, we live in Gaza genocide, the occupation besieges us from all directions, every second dozens of martyrs and children, we live in a tent in the midst of this death, destruction and famine, the flour stock is over and it is one of the basic components of life and we cook a little food on the fire, the situation is very terrifying, we cannot sleep from repeated targeting,
save me and my family from this death,
we deserve to live safely and peacefully, please help me 🙏🥺
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #85 )
Why Is No One Helping Me?⚠️‼️‼️😥Although I am vetted like the other supported campaigns‼️
Your share might be the reason someone sees this and decides to help. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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