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My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children 👨‍👧‍👦 from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.

But the war took everything from us… 💔

In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.

After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent ⛺ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun ☀️, the cold of winter ❄️, insects 🐜, or rats 🐭 that have become part of our daily struggle.

Even the little food we manage to get 🍞 does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship 💔.

The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need 😢.

I ask kind-hearted people ❤️ to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter 🏥, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.

Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time 🙏. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life 🤍.

Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help 🤲.

Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ❤️.

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My child and I will never forgive anyone who ignores this. ✋😥

I am a pregnant mother, and I am going through very difficult days.... 💔

For several days now, I have not received any donations, and I am struggling to provide even the most basic necessities for myself and my child. Every day, I worry about how I will find food, water, and the things we need to survive...💔💔💔😭

My heart is full of fear—not only for myself, but for my child. I dream of giving my baby a safe and dignified life, but right now I feel helpless and overwhelmed💔😭💔😭💔😭💔😭

If you are able to help, no matter how small the donation may seem, it would mean the world to us. And if you cannot donate, please consider sharing my story with others.......🍉

Please do not leave a pregnant mother and her child to face this hardship alone. Thank you for your kindness and support..✨ 🤍

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So unlike Mario, who continues to be essentially a void with no internality, I actually act with thoughts and intent and already did do that when writing this post.

The Klakk was certainly... A writing choice. But when you had Twilight Takanuva right there, after canonically venturing to other dimensions and meeting a light-aligned Teridax, it just feels so incorrect to do nothing with him.

Perhaps the story would go that the Shadow Matoran would claim that they have no more light and goodness left in them. But Takanuva uses the Avohkii in a way he never had before and finds that that's not true that you can't full get rid of a person's light. Or at least, you can't forcefully take away all of someone's light, to get rid of it completely would have to be that person's choice.

In that way, the effects of the Shadow Leech become a metaphor for forced trauma bringing out the darkest parts of people, and the empathy of Takanuva and the power of the Mask of Light being a metaphor for emotional healing. This is even thematically supported in canon, Takanuva, while almost losing himself to rage, claims that he is what they made him.

And perhaps most ironically, the fact that Takanuva is now half-light, half-shadow is what gives him the empathy to see this, but only if he can make peace with himself about his own dark-side that comes out. We could even go the route of having each cure be very personal for each Shadow Matoran, finding their personal light in personal ways.

And maybe this method of curing doesn't happen right away, but rather it begins the process and the full healing happens over time later. But it opens the Shadow Matoran up enough to at least that they'll still leave with the other Av-Matoran before the energy storms hit.

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

The effects of the war on Gaza are still present in the details of daily life, especially in the lives of those who lost their homes and found no alternative but tents.

I am the mother of a child born during the war, specifically at the height of the bombing, amidst the sounds of explosions, fear, and insecurity. Today, two years later, we still live in a tent.

Living in a tent is not life, but a daily struggle to secure the most basic rights.

Pure drinking water is not easily available. We have to carry it from long distances, and we may wait for hours to get enough water for one day.

Food is also not always available, and we often lack basic ingredients. Sometimes I don't have anything to feed my child and have to wait for aid or donations to arrive.

There is no electricity, no place to shower, and no toilets.

We are not looking for luxury, but for the bare minimum of dignity: a roof over our heads, clean water, and enough food.

Please, any donation, no matter how small, will help us in our war for survival.

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