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so i guess today i disrupted the UN "ai for good" summit and got arrested with a friend

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2 sticker sheet comms!! cant wait to see how they turn out printed! ^_^

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what do you mean you havent used mindfulness techniques to accept the state of the torture labyrinth as is yet. its like youre not even trying

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I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

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We Were There... They Executed the City

Two days ago, we decided to return home to see what was left of it this time.

We woke up at seven in the morning.

We didn’t tell my family about our decision until we were already packing our bags, ready to move forward.

Even my beloved grandmother tried to stop me. She pleaded with me, begged me… but I lied.

I told her we were going to visit my sister, where Hassan’s family had been displaced to the south.

Only Sarah knew about our real plan. I told her the night before.

She tried to stop me, warned me not to make such a reckless decision.

And it was a reckless one I know.

Even though she isn’t from here, she seems to understand all too well what this mentally deranged occupier is capable of.

I appreciate her fear…

And I deeply value her constant emotional support, which I’ve needed more than anything, and more than ever before.

But I’m sorry, Sarah…

Because someone is counting on me. Someone is waiting for me.

Yes the plants.

I can’t turn my back on them and leave them behind.

Our souls are connected… from their roots to my heart.

We reached the city…

And everything was upside down.

Everything was grey.

The houses were all shattered.

The trees burned.

You know… their aircraft saw us. They noticed we had returned.

But it seems this time, they let us stay.

Because they know what they did to this city.

They know they wiped away every trace of it.

They know they destroyed all paths to survival.

They executed life itself here.

I looked around and saw my beloved books suffocating under dust and rubble

as if they’d been playing with it for days on end.

The trees had lost all their greenery.

Now covered in ash

As if grey were swallowing them whole.

It was truly tragic and heartbreaking.

I was devastated by what I saw.

I rushed to check on the little plants Hassan and I had recently planted in small pots.

Some had died… unable to survive.

Others were still waiting… begging for help.

Hassan was heartbroken he didn’t make it in time for the thyme "الزعتر".

It had died too.

I went to water what was left. But then came the shock…

There wasn’t enough water.

In fact, there was none.

Our home’s water tanks were smashed

nothing but shattered fragments scattered everywhere.

Hassan looked around, hoping to find water from our neighbors.

But all their tanks were destroyed too

Not even a few drops left.

Finally, we found a few small containers.

His brother had filled them before they fled.

I took them and began watering the mint, the grapevine, the banana plant, and some flowers.

When I finished, I found my gentle-hearted angel busy feeding the cats.

Ever since we stayed here previously, he always made a habit of caring for the cats in the area.

I walked toward him

And I was shocked at how few remained.

Back in March 2024, when we were last here, dozens of cats would come to us for help.

Now it felt as if they had all gone extinct in this wretched city.

Only three were left.

One of them was bleeding from the back of her neck

Clearly a recent injury.

Even Maryam wasn’t there.

By the way, Maryam isn’t our cat.

But she’s lived in our home for seven years ever since we settled here.

She’s the one who gives birth to those sweet, tiny kittens…

We called out for her over and over.

But no use.

She didn’t answer. She didn’t come.

I hope you’re okay, Maryam…

And I hope this nightmare ends soon.

By the way…

Today is my thirty-first birthday.

Everything is grey.

But I have complete faith in God, in my love, in all of you, in my music, in my plants

That I will bloom despite it all.

I’m trying, and I’ll keep trying, to color my life again.

To fill it with beauty:

The green in my trees,

The blue in my skies,

The purple in my flowers, and the sunsets I cherish.

And also

Mint "النعناع" was the second to wish me a happy birthday… right after the love of my life.

Please…

Don’t leave me in all this ash.

With your prayers and your love,

I will become capable of living again…

Capable of facing more days to come.

I love you all.

Shahad

VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & VETTED by @bilal-sala7 (#3)

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The round menace...

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The round menace...

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Don't blaze your pride posts. Don't fucking give money to the tgirl harassment staff during fucking pride month.

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poke plushies

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where’s that 1900s painting of the centaur mother playing with her child in a grassy field?

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Palestinians are stronger than any marine

(Sharing their other link because they have a regularly updated account that they use like a normal person, everyone be normal about this please)

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Faces in coffee.

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and a quick flutters