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In the displacement tents of Gaza, our children no longer fear only the bombing⦠Every night, rats and weasels creep through the torn blankets, coming close to their tiny bodies as they sleep hungry and terrified. Mothers stay awake until dawn, guarding their children with exhausted hearts, while our children tremble at every sound in the darkness. Here, even sleep is no longer safe.
What our children are living through is beyond endurance, and human dignity is being crushed day after day before the eyes of the world.
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one day, despite everything, a really clear and present peace will descend on you. you will find yourself almost retroactively feeling that peace as it happens: you'll realize it's been a few minutes or hours or days since you Thought About It. you'll notice that you're actually fully relaxed and you've been relaxed for a little while. that while today might just be a normal day, it felt like a normal day - it was a little tiring, but not overly so; there were moments of fun in there, and you got to see a little bit of beauty. you will realize that in between the self-help books you've "read" (glanced over) and the podcasts and the journaling, this moment is the tip of a long and beautiful ship you've been swimming towards for years now. you will realize: you've been teaching (coaching, parenting, punishing-sometimes, but ultimately yes - loving) yourself to see the beauty in the world, and now you do it almost automatically, by rote. you will realize that happiness is not just the wild abandon of summer; the concerts and the parties and the beaches. happiness is like love: it is gentle and soft, unassuming. it is confident and ready, a stable and earnest peace that is not the brittle holding-fast of your childhood but instead a real and impenetrable wall; a thing that once-felt cannot be dismissed. a thing that will always be there, in a sense, or at least will be something you could always make again - and you know this because you built it.
in that place you will finally find yourself. when you were little and decided enough was enough and decided you would survive this and decided that you were the master of your own fate: the person waiting for you in this peace is the version of you that you wished on. you looked years into the future and knew it would take work and diligence and failure. that you would be scrambling and backsliding. and you still said, back then: i want to meet who i am when i'm happy.
and oh, my love. it will be so worth it, all that waiting.
I love your agreeable and amenable and flexible nature and how none of your wants and needs ever get priority and how nobody even knows what they are to begin with and how you never start or engage in conflicts and never express even mildly unsavory opinions and get along with everyone from every conceivable group, thatās so trustworthy. hey quick question. do you happen to have an enormous pressurized reservoir of rage and resentment you feel like you canāt ever analyze or express because that would break the rules for the kind of person you are and if so, do you think a lifetime of squashing it down might ever backfire?
you know what, so what if i just want attention and approval? what the hell is wrong with that? why is it so embarrassing to want to be loved, to want to be known, to want to be accepted? why do i have to self-flagellate over the desire to be appreciated and talked to and cared about? i am going to go eat a rock
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OH MY GODāmy baby Qaisās heart stopped for a terrifying moment because of the severe blood loss from his wound. I watched his tiny body fade in my arms in horror. I will never forgive being watched, ignored, and passed by without even a single share.
The doctors said the bleeding from his wound is draining his fragile body, and without urgent surgery he may not survive another episode. Please donate nowāyour help could stop this bleeding and save his life.
I am begging with a broken heart and shaking hands. Silence is not neutralāit is deadly. A share spreads his story. A donation gives him a chance to live. Please, donāt let my baby disappear.
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FUCK FUCK OMMMGGG If my little sister DIES, Her death will be caused by your silence... I have been begging you for two months to help my little sister who has lost 21 kilos due to malnutrition
My tears have dried, and my heart aches to see this little girl suffering. She needs nutrition, and her treatment requires a lot of support. Please donate to save a little life.
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The real photo of the Righteous Army taken by Frederick Arthur McKenzie in 1907 (source: Gyeonggi Cultural Foundation) and the same photo recreated in Mr. Sunshine.