Spooky Pumpkin Against The Machine ⠠⠵

Once upon a time, I roamed the lands, weaving tales of wonder and enchantment. My voice carried the hopes and dreams of those who listened. But then, the ravages of war tore my world apart." 🙏📚🍉🍉📚🙏👇👇 gofund.me/d2a454b3

Labib Dumaidi, 19 ans, a été tué d'une balle au cœur par un colon israélien dans la ville de Huwara. Alors que des colons vandalisaient sa voiture et attaquaient la maison de sa famille, Labib est sorti pour tenter de les faire fuir; Un colon le tue d'une balle dans la poitrine.

Enemy Israeli aircraft are dropping bags on us containing a substance called “מי בואש” (“skunk water”), a liquid with an extremely foul smell that is considered non-toxic. It is commonly used for crowd control and dispersing protests.

We are living through disappointment and neglect, and we urgently need your support. Hope and optimism feel so far away. We appeal to kind-hearted people to lend us a helping hand and bring hope back to our hearts and our children's hearts. 💔🙏 chuffed.org/project/200340-h…

Avec les insoumis du 3e arrondissement de Marseille, nous nous sommes rendus ce matin à la rencontre des habitants de la tour Bel Horizon. Copropriété dégradée de 19 étages, abandonnée par les pouvoirs publics, livrée à un administrateur judiciaire défaillant, victime de coupures d'eau et d'ascenseur : y vivre est un véritable calvaire. Ses habitants demeurent sans informations sur leur devenir. Ce manque de respect est sidérant.

A month without donations 💔 I have no internet in my area, and my family urgently needs help. Please share, repost, and donate if you can. 🙏🇵🇸 chuffed.org/project/019e0e00…

abdallah (@layanayyad52) opened a new appeal at helpfundgaza, a no-fee fundraising platform opened to support individuals & families confirmed to be in gaza ... it is now also listed @llgaza's site here ll4g.link/B81z please share what you can

🇵🇸Depuis neuf mois et un cessez-le-feu précaire signé entre Israël et le Hamas, la situation est figée à Gaza. L’enclave a été amputée de près de 70 % de son territoire. Et plus de 2 millions de Palestiniens survivent avec les moyens du bord. Il y a pourtant un havre de paix, ouvert pour les enfants. C'est le Projet Samir. Grâce aux animaux 🐕, les plus jeunes oublient la guerre et les conditions sanitaires terribles. 🎥Ferial Abdou à Gaza, Thibault Lefèvre, Chadi Romanos #franceinfoRF #shorts

For the past two days, my family in Gaza has been going through extremely difficult circumstances, and I feel that I need to share with you what is happening to them and what I am going through as well. A few days ago, one of my friends invited me to visit him in Zurich, a city far from where I live. At first, I told him that I didn’t want to go and that I didn’t feel ready, but he insisted many times that I come and spend some time with him. The truth is that since arriving in Switzerland, I have been trying to live a normal life — to go out, discover new places, meet friends, and prepare for my studies. But deep inside, I still don’t feel ready to live normally like everyone else. While I was on the train to Zurich, I spoke with my family. They told me that the previous two days had been extremely difficult for them. They did not have enough proper food, and even getting clean drinking water had become difficult. With donations decreasing, it has also become much harder to cover their daily needs, alongside my father’s medical treatment and all the other expenses that never stop. After that call, I felt like I wanted to turn around and go back. I called my friend and told him what had happened and that I no longer felt able to continue the journey. But he insisted that I come and not stay alone with all these thoughts. I sat on the train looking out of the window at the beautiful nature, the mountains and cities, and at the people around me simply living their normal lives. At the same time, all I could think about was my family: Do they have enough to eat today? Do they have clean water? How will I help pay for my father’s treatment? How will I continue providing for their basic needs? And truthfully, I sat there crying silently on the train. It is incredibly difficult to see so much beauty around you while knowing that the people you love more than anything are struggling for the most basic necessities. My body was on that train heading toward Zurich, but my mind and my heart were with my family in Gaza. When I left Gaza, I hoped that things would somehow become easier for me and my family. Instead, I feel that the responsibility and pressure have only become greater. I am trying to build a life here and prepare for my studies in a new country, while at the same time, from far away, trying every day to find a way to help my family survive and keep going. That is why I am writing this today to say: Please don’t forget my family. Please don’t stop standing beside us. Donations have decreased significantly recently, and I’m scared that I can no longer provide everything my family needs on my own. Food, clean water, my father’s medical treatment, and their daily necessities cannot wait. Sometimes I worry that I am bothering you by talking so much about donations, or that you might feel that I am putting pressure on you or becoming a burden. That feeling hurts me deeply. But please believe me when I say that if I had another choice, I would never have to ask for help like this. My family is still in Gaza. They still need help. And the conditions they are living through have become even harder than they were when I was there beside them. If you are still here, my family and I need you now more than ever. If you are able to donate, even a small amount can help them access food, clean water, and medical care. And if you cannot donate, sharing our story and fundraiser can help us reach someone else who may be able to help. Thank you to every person who is still here — everyone who asks about my family, everyone who donates, and everyone who shares our story. I will never forget any of the help you have given us. ❤️ All I want is to know that my family has enough food and clean water, that my father can receive his treatment, and that they can make it through another day with safety and dignity. 🇵🇸❤️

a lot of stupid things and ridiculous problems happen here and every time i want to comment on them i realize how insignificant they are compared to what i see in my everyday life so i just say nothing

Nothing came in & I urgently need to repay 500$ of our debt, please share this is EXTREMELY URGENT!!! I need ur support more than ever💔 chuffed.org/project/134602-s…

I have avoided writing about this for a long time because I feel ashamed that it even needs to be said. But silence has a price too. Two months ago, a young man used to come to our clinic twice a week to have the wounds around an external fixator on his leg dressed. His injury was old, yet he kept telling me that his doctor had said the device could not be removed. By coincidence, I later met that doctor. He told me he had advised the young man to have it removed six months earlier. His leg no longer needed the fixator, and the hospital desperately needed the device for other injured patients. But he refused. The injury had become his social media content. He continued presenting himself as seriously injured, even filming his little daughters asking when the device would finally come off. He reportedly raised more than $300,000. I know another man who presents himself online as a doctor, although his medical credentials were not recognized in Gaza. Amid the chaos and severe shortage of medical staff, he volunteered at a hospital, filmed himself with patients, and built an online image of himself as a surgeon. Even after leaving Gaza, the fundraising continued. More than $200,000. Another increasingly common formula involves supposed university acceptances followed by appeals for tuition fees, sometimes using AI-generated or manipulated material. One student here on twitter has raised more than 170,000 this way so far! And there is another young man whose fundraising, through a succession of campaigns for different members of his family, has exceeded $1 million. He also raised substantial donations for a project presented as something intended to benefit the community, despite it being hardly a priority amid Gaza’s catastrophic needs. It later evolved into something resembling a private, for-profit business, yet the fundraising continues, and large accounts continue to share his links. These are only examples. I personally know dozens of other cases that I cannot name publicly without exposing myself to serious problems. What angers me most is not simply the deception. It is who ultimately pays for it. Every fabricated story makes someone doubt the next true one. Every dollar obtained through deception is a dollar that might have reached someone who genuinely had nothing. Somewhere in Gaza, a child truly needs medicine. A cancer patient truly needs treatment. A student truly cannot afford an education. A family truly goes to sleep hungry. So please, don’t stop helping Gaza. But know where your compassion is going. Support trusted organizations, transparent local initiatives, and people whose identities and needs can genuinely be verified. Gaza has more than enough real suffering. Those who are actually living it should not have to compete with those who have learned how to sell it. #SurvivalTestimony

#This evening’s moon over northern Gaza #Photo by Kari Thabet

I just share verified and realistic campaigns !

🙏 The person managing my campaign is facing serious problems and may have to close it soon. Please, I’m begging you—don’t leave us now. I only need $100 to reach my goal. Even a small donation can make a huge difference for my family. 💔🙏 chuffed.org/project/noorhang…

What we are living through here can no longer be described with words. What we are being subjected to has surpassed every limit of pain and suffering. Every day, we wake up to new fear, new loss, and heartache greater than our hearts can bear or our words can express. Language has become incapable of conveying the reality of what we see and endure. Our reality is far harsher than any description, and our suffering is far greater than can ever be captured in a few lines. chuffed.org/project/169856-a…

What we are living through here can no longer be described with words. What we are being subjected to has surpassed every limit of pain and suffering. Every day, we wake up to new fear, new loss, and heartache greater than our hearts can bear or our words can express. Language has become incapable of conveying the reality of what we see and endure. Our reality is far harsher than any description, and our suffering is far greater than can ever be captured in a few lines. chuffed.org/project/169856-a…