Israel has not honored the ceasefire for a single moment.
It has completely ignored President Trump’s peace plan, operating without restraint and entirely outside the bounds of any law, doing exactly as it pleases.
My brother Samer is racing against time. From a life-threatening coma due to a lack of bipolar medication to severe injuries from a devastating bombing. He is now caught between waiting for urgent medical travel and struggling to survive on limited medications.
If this page suddenly goes silent one day, know that my brother Samer didn’t make it. I will never forget those who saw him suffering from severe bombing injuries, lacking his vital medications, yet chose silence and kept scrolling.
I feel completely shattered and deeply ashamed begging strangers for help every single day. This endless nightmare has stripped us of everything, forcing me to sacrifice even my own dignity just to keep my brother and my family alive.
I want nothing from this world except to see Samer healthy and free of pain, and to save my family from this slow death. Please donate so we can afford his essential psychiatric and medical treatments before it’s too late.
Samer is slipping away, and we cannot fight this alone. Every single second matters now as his condition worsens without treatment. Please, don't look away, your support is his only chance to survive this nightmare.
The largest of the carnivorous dragons and largest terrestrial carnivore found in Alabria, This Resembling something that would exist in a previous geologic era, the Tyrant dragons specialize in hunting various megafauna. They use their massive forelimbs, which during their younger years could be used for flight, to grapple prey and pin them down under their weight. Tyrant dragons mostly live in and around the steppe, where their preferred prey is, but this is until the mating season, in which mated pairs will migrate to forested regions to nest.
The forested regions provide a more ideal environment for an egg-laying species due to the average warmer temperatures year-round and the ability to create “leaf litter” nests which can insulate and hide the eggs located inside (a necessity for a creature to large to lay on its own eggs). The Female tyrant dragon will lay a clutch of three to five eggs, with these eggs being the largest eggs of any known terrestrial creature. The eggs have unique internal support structures which allows the eggs to be incredibly large and tough. The downside of this is that the eggs require parental assistance to be unburied from the nest and crack open the egg’s shell. The eggs themselves, while extraordinarily durable when intact, possess a dense, spongy internal texture when cooked, a quality that has made them a target for poachers despite the extreme danger involved. Trespassers and thieves who attempt to steal from a tyrant dragon’s nest are often annihilated for their transgressions.
Once they hatch, tyrant dragons are highly precocious, capable of walking and leaving their parents’ supervision at an unusually early age. They provide little care for their hatchlings, migrating back to the steppe at the end of spring, leaving their precocious hatchlings to grow and develop in the safety of the enclosed forest. The hatchlings are initially small and nimble, capable of fluttering flight to catch small fast prey like birds and rodents. As they grow and develop they move onto larger prey like cervids, with the cost of pugnacious immaturity, often getting into fights (with their own kind or other species) that cause the chief mortality in Tyrant Dragon populations
Please help us Here you will find a link to donate to families in Gaza 😔❤️🙏
What you’re about to read isn’t a story it’s what remains after a home, a street, and a future are taken away !!
Sorry for the mentions @ ,this isn’t spam, sharing this so it can reach more people🥺💔💔💔
Hello everyone 🙏
We are Anas’s family, and this is our story from Gaza.
I never imagined I would be writing something like this, or sharing pieces of our life this way, but here we are. As you can see in the photos and videos I’m sharing, everything around us has changed. The place we once called home no longer exists. We lost our house, our land, and the life we spent years building, piece by piece, with memories that can never be replaced.
Today, we live in a tent. This thin fabric is all that separates us from the cold nights, the heat during the day, and the constant fear that never really leaves. Privacy is gone, comfort is gone, and safety feels like a distant memory. Every morning starts with the same question: how will we get through today?
Simple things that once felt normal are now daily struggles. Cooking means lighting firewood, breathing in smoke, and hoping we can find enough food to last. There is no electricity, no gas, no certainty. Just survival, one meal at a time.
Inside the tent, everything is cramped. This is where we sleep, rest, and try to feel human again. There is no silence here, only the sounds of drones, explosions, and the weight of uncertainty. Nights are the hardest. Fear gets louder when the world goes quiet.
The war did not stop. It is still happening, every single day. The sky fills with smoke, the ground shakes, and we are reminded again and again that nothing here is stable. Each explosion feels closer than the last, and every moment carries the possibility of losing even more.
This video shows our street. Every house you see destroyed once held families, stories, laughter, and dreams. This is where we grew up, where we knew every corner and every neighbor. Now it’s all rubble. Walking through it feels unreal, like moving through a memory that’s been violently erased.
If you’re able to help, you can donate through this link 👇👇
Campaign Update
Asking for help is not easy. It’s humbling and painful. But the truth is, we cannot do this alone. We are trying to survive with dignity in conditions no one should ever have to endure.
If you are able, please consider donating through the link at the end of this post. We are close to reaching our second goal, and every contribution truly makes a difference.
If donating isn’t possible, sharing this post is just as important. It helps our voices reach beyond Gaza, beyond the silence.
Please help us Here you will find a link to donate to families in Gaza 😔❤️🙏
What you’re about to read isn’t a story it’s what remains after a home, a street, and a future are taken away !!
Sorry for the mentions @ ,this isn’t spam, sharing this so it can reach more people🥺💔💔💔
Hello everyone 🙏
We are Anas’s family, and this is our story from Gaza.
I never imagined I would be writing something like this, or sharing pieces of our life this way, but here we are. As you can see in the photos and videos I’m sharing, everything around us has changed. The place we once called home no longer exists. We lost our house, our land, and the life we spent years building, piece by piece, with memories that can never be replaced.
Today, we live in a tent. This thin fabric is all that separates us from the cold nights, the heat during the day, and the constant fear that never really leaves. Privacy is gone, comfort is gone, and safety feels like a distant memory. Every morning starts with the same question: how will we get through today?
Simple things that once felt normal are now daily struggles. Cooking means lighting firewood, breathing in smoke, and hoping we can find enough food to last. There is no electricity, no gas, no certainty. Just survival, one meal at a time.
Inside the tent, everything is cramped. This is where we sleep, rest, and try to feel human again. There is no silence here, only the sounds of drones, explosions, and the weight of uncertainty. Nights are the hardest. Fear gets louder when the world goes quiet.
The war did not stop. It is still happening, every single day. The sky fills with smoke, the ground shakes, and we are reminded again and again that nothing here is stable. Each explosion feels closer than the last, and every moment carries the possibility of losing even more.
This video shows our street. Every house you see destroyed once held families, stories, laughter, and dreams. This is where we grew up, where we knew every corner and every neighbor. Now it’s all rubble. Walking through it feels unreal, like moving through a memory that’s been violently erased.
If you’re able to help, you can donate through this link 👇👇
Campaign Update
Asking for help is not easy. It’s humbling and painful. But the truth is, we cannot do this alone. We are trying to survive with dignity in conditions no one should ever have to endure.
If you are able, please consider donating through the link at the end of this post. We are close to reaching our second goal, and every contribution truly makes a difference.
If donating isn’t possible, sharing this post is just as important. It helps our voices reach beyond Gaza, beyond the silence.
Baleen the Ink Swordsman, protagonist and member of the Entity Control Division, uses his abilities to create "ink" constructs to fight dangerous entities, entity traffickers, and later even Heroic beings, the highest ranking an entity can achieve. He is directly responsible for the death of Omega, the defeat of Heroic Zero, and the death of Domnurok, another Heroic being. After the Zero arc, he discovers how cruel and corrupt humans are, allying with them to overthrow the current status quo and create a future where humans, entities, and dragons live together in peace.
Its so good to show more about the guy that will to confront these monsters head-on
Baleen the Ink Swordsman, protagonist and member of the Entity Control Division, uses his abilities to create "ink" constructs to fight dangerous entities, entity traffickers, and later even Heroic beings, the highest ranking an entity can achieve. He is directly responsible for the death of Omega, the defeat of Heroic Zero, and the death of Domnurok, another Heroic being. After the Zero arc, he discovers how cruel and corrupt humans are, allying with them to overthrow the current status quo and create a future where humans, entities, and dragons live together in peace.
Its so good to show more about the guy that will to confront these monsters head-on
Baleen the Ink Swordsman, protagonist and member of the Entity Control Division, uses his abilities to create "ink" constructs to fight dangerous entities, entity traffickers, and later even Heroic beings, the highest ranking an entity can achieve. He is directly responsible for the death of Omega, the defeat of Heroic Zero, and the death of Domnurok, another Heroic being. After the Zero arc, he discovers how cruel and corrupt humans are, allying with them to overthrow the current status quo and create a future where humans, entities, and dragons live together in peace.
Its so good to show more about the guy that will to confront these monsters head-on
Baleen the Ink Swordsman, protagonist and member of the Entity Control Division, uses his abilities to create "ink" constructs to fight dangerous entities, entity traffickers, and later even Heroic beings, the highest ranking an entity can achieve. He is directly responsible for the death of Omega, the defeat of Heroic Zero, and the death of Domnurok, another Heroic being. After the Zero arc, he discovers how cruel and corrupt humans are, allying with them to overthrow the current status quo and create a future where humans, entities, and dragons live together in peace.
Its so good to show more about the guy that will to confront these monsters head-on
Baleen the Ink Swordsman, protagonist and member of the Entity Control Division, uses his abilities to create "ink" constructs to fight dangerous entities, entity traffickers, and later even Heroic beings, the highest ranking an entity can achieve. He is directly responsible for the death of Omega, the defeat of Heroic Zero, and the death of Domnurok, another Heroic being. After the Zero arc, he discovers how cruel and corrupt humans are, allying with them to overthrow the current status quo and create a future where humans, entities, and dragons live together in peace.
Its so good to show more about the guy that will to confront these monsters head-on
People keep saying there’s a ceasefire but every single day we wake up to another explosion, another family destroyed, another name added to the list of martyrs. I’m writing this because the world thinks Gaza is “calm” now.
It’s not. The bombs didn’t stop. The drones didn’t stop. The funerals didn’t stop.
During this so-called ceasefire, dozens of people were killed. Homes were burned. Children were pulled from under the rubble. You’ll see the photos I’m adding below - all taken during the “pause”. This is what our reality looks like.
My own family is suffering too. We lost relatives. We lost our home.
312 Palestinians have been killed, entire families wiped out during a time that was supposed to bring safety.!
Here is the donation link for my family’s emergency fund:
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