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non cephalopod posts will be tagged “not a cephalopod post”
Many cephalopods like this charming cuttlefish can vanish into their surroundings thanks to special cells and structures in their skin:
🌈Chromatophores are tiny sacs of pigment that absorb light to change the cephalopod's color.
✨Iridophores and leucophores are cells that reflect light to create shifting color patterns on the skin.
🐙Papillae are tiny bumps on the skin that can change the cephalopod's texture and shape.
HELLO YES I WAS AFRAID TO SEND AN ASK BUT I LOVE ALL THE CREATURES YOU POST A LOT SORRY ABOUT THE ALL CAPS MY PHONE IS A LITTLE SKETCH SOMETIIMES ANWAY DO YOU HAVW A FAVORITE JELLYFISH?
Todays cephalopod isn't a cephalopod at all, it's my favourite jelly!!!!
What would it mean for something to have the head of an octopus. It can't be like cthulhu or a mind flayer. Those have heads that are an entire octopus and surely the whole octopus is not a "head."
My name is Hassan and I am from Gaza. For ten months, I have not been able to s… Mosa Salama needs your support for Help Hassan and his fami
We have been displaced several times, and our tragedy has reached the point that we now live in a tent that is unfit for living. We desperately need your help, I have launched a donation campaign but I cannot get the funds so I can get €25000 to get through this current crisis.
I know that the world is full of people who want to help others, and you are one of them. Please be with us in this ordeal and share your donation to help us get out of these difficult situations🫂🥹🥹🙏🙏🍉
Donate, share and be the reason for our happiness 🙏❤️🫂🥹🍉😭🇵🇸💔😣
We need to get out of the danger zone I am in now, I want your support to never stop, I discovered Tumblr a few months ago and met good people who helped me a lot, we will never forget that, you are my lifeline, please support us now
I thank everyone who helped us during this difficult time. Recently, we have witnessed great massacres and non-stop bombing over our heads, and we are witnessing a famine more than before.
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #196 )
the last funding was given around 5 days ago, and there were only 4 fundings within less than 7 months. it has STAGNATED COMPLETELY and is EXTREMELY LOW on funds!
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Yesterday, my mother fractured her arm while trying to get aid. I couldn’t go with her because I’m severely malnourished. She smiled through the pain so we wouldn’t worry, but I could see it all in her eyes — and it broke me.
Before the war, my mother was a kindergarten teacher. Today, she’s forced to push through crowds just to bring us something to eat. I’m not writing this to beg for sympathy — I’m writing because we simply can’t endure this alone anymore.
A heavy IOF assault is under way in Jabaliya. The bombing and shelling are constant and all around them. The explosions are so close that the shockwaves are interfering with Nour’s heartbeat! The family is afraid that even if the bombs don’t kill them, the panic and shockwaves will stop 15-y/o Nour’s weakened heart!
They need to get out of this area ASAP!! They need $2000 usd (about $2,791 cad) to evacuate and pay rent for a safer space.
Current: $60,248 out of $63,039 cad
Need to raise: $2,791 cad (about $2000 usd)
Hello, I am Ibtisam Al-Habil.
My suffering began in 2014 when my husband was martyred, and I was … Yaser Matar needs your support for Help
Since our last update, the family has continued trying to get by. Nour still needs medication for her heart, and the family needs money for food, water, and tent repairs. They go several days at a time without eating, and are extremely weak and feeling hopeless. Please give them a little hope for the future by donating what you can, and share their campaign across your social media accounts!!
I'm visiting some dear friends of mine this week, and all of us have at least one disability. While we were eating breakfast this morning we were discussing the impact medication has on our lives.
I was sharing how difficult everything was for me when I had moved to a new city where the cost of housing was much more expensive and I couldn't afford medication. Over the course of the year, my energy deteriorated rapidly. First I couldn't keep up with my job, then I couldn't keep up with housework, then I couldn't keep up with basic hygiene, and eventually even chewing and swallowing became difficult. Sometimes walking to the train, I thought about lying down on the side of the road and how long it would take before a cop would force me to move. I wanted to die but I didn't even have the energy to figure out how.
My friend asked me if I had chronic fatigue. I don't know, because I was never diagnosed. I don't claim it because right now I'm very functional. I can keep up with hygiene, cook, clean, do work, and even exercise! But this is only possible from the combination of four different medications. Right now, I am extremely fortunate in that I have much of my medical expenses covered by my wife's health insurance that she has through work. I pay $415 USD every month for these things I need. I can never take this for granted because I know so vividly how difficult it is to survive without them.
It is perhaps evidence of my own self-absorbed perspective, but my own experience of going without medication (feeling first terrified and then hopeless) has made reading about the Israeli strategy of destroying healthcare infrastructure in Palestine particularly vivid and gutting to me.
I remember reading the book From the River to the Sea: Essays for a Free Palestine and absorbing some fraction of the devastation described by the essay "We Have Lost the Ability to Provide True Care: Three Doctors' Testimonies from Gaza." In this essay, Dr. Reda Abu Assi wrote: "We have lived through seven wars. In each war, we lost coworkers with who, we had memories. In each war, the medical services we were able to provide to patients deteriorated... We have run out of many life-saving drugs; we live on medical aid from abroad, and if it runs out, we have nothing to offer." That was written in October 2023, almost two full years ago.
When I was recovering from surgery earlier this year, I started texting with a guy in Palestine named Fadel (@fadel-dani). Like me, he also struggles with fatigue. For him he has an actual diagnosis--thalassemia, a blood disorder. Like me, he relies on medication for basic functioning, but his medicine is even more expensive than mine-- the equivalent of around $470 USD every month.
A few months after that essay "We Have Lost the Ability to Provide True Care" was written, Fadel experienced firsthand what Dr. Reda Abu Assi described. He survived a bombing of his home, and when he woke in a hospital, he learned they did not even have the supplies needed to remove the shrapnel from his body. They told him that he needed to get to a different country for urgent surgery. He set up a campaign to raise money for it, and had it vetted by @gazavetters (#197) and 90-ghost.
My name is Fadel Al-Dany, a 23-year-old third-year IT student. My life hasn't … Fadel Aldany needs your support for Help the injured Fadel a
A lot of people follow this blog, and I have been trying to help him to get eyes on this campaign. I think about how isolated and defeated I felt when I couldn't afford healthcare, and it breaks my heart that he is experiencing something so much worse.
It's been so long since then, and he has only been able to raise €15,129 (around $17,700 USD) which is no where near enough. In that time, everything has only become more scarce and more expensive. He can't even think about the money from his fundraiser going to surgery, because he spends every month trying to figure out whether to spend the small amount of donations on his medication or on food.
He is in constant chronic pain from the shrapnel in his body, and he is so exhausted he is constantly dizzy and nauseated. I think about how suicidal I was the period of time I was so fatigued, and then I think about how minuscule my experience of exhaustion and hopelessness was in comparison to what Fadel is living with. The worst year of my life would literally be a relief to him in comparison with his current life, and he has no reassurance that there's any end to it. I truly can only imagine the enormity of exhaustion he feels every day.
The only thing that gives him a little bit of hope that this misery might end for him is receiving donations. Every donation reminds him that someone in the world cares that he's suffering and that there are people who believe he matters and deserves relief. I can't convey to you the difference it makes, even a single person caring enough to send a small amount.
My name is Fadel Al-Dany, a 23-year-old third-year IT student. My life hasn't … Fadel Aldany needs your support for Help the injured Fadel a
If my words inspire any empathy or compassion in you at all, please donate something to him this week. Literally even a single dollar or euro makes a difference. You can do that. Leave some encouraging words in your reblog of this post or in the tags. I need to know someone is reading this and cares.
I have told you repeatedly that I am in dire need of help, and everyone is ignoring me. I hope you will help me so that I can buy my medicine as soon as possible, and so that we can buy some food so that we do not die of hunger or get killed when we go to get aid. Please have mercy on us and help us with a donation so that I can buy my medicine and some food. Please Donate.
Fadel's vetted campaign is just a little over 50% funded! Please continue to share and give what you can to help with his necessities like food and medicine
Please, friends, do not ignore me and leave us alone. Do not forget and ignore what we are going through and what we are suffering from. Please donate to us and do not leave us alone. Please help us, Please Donate.
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