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Urgent update my little brother is dying 😭

Today we took our little brother to the hospital because he suffers from an infection that affects his breathing and causes him pain. I hope that every living conscience will help us save our young son’s life and donate any amount you can.

Unfortunately, there is no treatment in the hospital for my little. Help us before it is too late.

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i would be soooooo powerful if i wasn't so deeply afraid of people and places and also things

ursula k le guin: if confronted directly with the knowledge that society requires suffering to be maintained, would you be capable or willing to abandon the structure and safety for uncertainty, strife, deprivation?

strange and inscrutable people who claim to know how to read: i would simply solve the problem

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Help Ibrahim Siam and His Family Rebuild Their Lives

The donation link is here 👇🏻

https://gofund.me/815b6d6c

My name is Ibrahim Siam, a first-year university student majoring in programming from Gaza🇵🇸♥, Palestine🇵🇸❤️‍🩹.

My family and I have faced unimaginable challenges due to the ongoing conflict in our homeland.

The situation has left us in a state of extreme hardship, and I am reaching out for help from the world.

For months 🌹♥now, we have been living in a small, cramped plastic tent after being displaced multiple times. We have no access to clean water, food, or proper medical care, and the conditions are unbearable. My mother, Sabah Siam, who is already suffering from various illnesses, is growing weaker by the day. Without proper healthcare and support, her condition is deteriorating.

We also lost my sister, who was martyred along with her husband while she was pregnant. Her loss has had an indescribable impact on our family, and I am deeply affected by her killing, which is part of the pain we carry every day.

My father, Samir Siam❤🌹, and I have become without a source of income, and we cannot even afford to buy a morsel of food. I used to work at a petrol station to support my family, but the current circumstances have made it impossible to continue. Despite everything, I am determined to complete my studies and pursue a career in programming, but my family’s urgent needs have become a heavy burden.

My family’s priority now is my mother's health♥🌹🙏🏻.We urgently need assistance to provide her with proper medical treatment, along with basic necessities like food, water, and shelter. My dream is not only to secure my future through education but also to ensure my family can survive these difficult times.

Your support, no matter how small, will greatly help us rebuild our lives and give us a chance to survive these dark times. Please consider donating or sharing our story.🙏🏻🌹♥

The donation link is here 👇🏻

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Donate to Help Ibrahim Family Rebuild Life in Gaza, organized by Eslam Radwan

My name is Ibrahim Siam, a first-year university student majoring in programm… Eslam Radwan needs your support for Help Ibrahim Family Re

Thank you for your generosity and kindness.♥🙏🏻🌹

just wanna say that I’m moving countries in a month and my entire being is still in October 2023. I will never move on from Reem and Tariq, the soul of my soul, from Kamal, from Yousef the curly haired fair skinned child, from the Baptist Hospital Massacre, from the first seize of Al Shifa Hospital, from the teenagers who were shot in the head in the hospital, from the infants who were found alive under the rubble, from Hind Ragab, from any of this. One massacre after the other, one bombing after the other, children orphaned and wives widowed and a mother becomes childless and a father loses his seven children and his wife one go. Why are we expected to be normal about this? Why are we expected to move on with our lives and continue and if nothing happened? Why is silence not demanded, but enforced, when it should be shattered? My silence may keep my family safe and close to the walls and away from suspicion, but it enables the enablers to continue their injustice. If I speak up, which my heart longs for, if I defy the orders and let my rage take over my being, I risk my entire family paying the price, but I do my part in standing up against this genocide

how cruel, how dystopian this reality is

this is honest to god what we should all feel like at all times