quintessence of dust

Grandpa talked to him about how he had tall women in his family and how pretty tall girls are and the boy said he should ask me out 💀 so grandpa was like “she’s probably already married”

I was bracing for the kid to get corrected on calling me a girl but when it didn’t happen i felt such a relief instantly. At no point did it become A Problem for me to deal with, grandpa just gently had a convo about how women come in all sizes and how the boy has really tall family members too and I’m just sitting here trying not to cry (positive) bc gender euphoria mixed with it just being such a cute convo to listen to.

Spark and Ignition.

The bodies of 112 people have been recovered out of 308 who remained trapped beneath the rubble since the beginning of the war. Among them are 40 children, 30 women, and 7 people with disabilities.

I still remember that massacre as if it happened yesterday. I remember the moment the news spread. None of us could believe that a single strike had buried hundreds of people beneath the rubble. The fear that swept through Gaza that day is impossible to describe. It felt as though an entire neighborhood could disappear in a matter of seconds.

This was not an earthquake. It was not a natural disaster. It was caused by human-made bombs and missiles. What kind of weapon leaves behind so much destruction that hundreds of people remain buried under the ruins for nearly two years?

For almost two years, the search never stopped. People dug through the rubble with their bare hands because there was no equipment to recover the victims. Every body brought out was another reminder that the world had not only failed to save them, but had even failed to bring them home.

These are not just numbers. They were entire families whose lives ended in a single moment, then remained beneath the rubble while the world carried on as if nothing had happened.

There’s other instances of people randomly punching slaves that they didn’t even know because they got in their way or something. This was just normal behavior.

And slaves didn’t rebel en masse because if even one slave committed an act of violent rebellion it was common practice to kill every slave and former slave in the household.

People only took notice for posterity when these mass executions got into the hundreds of people. One of the few recorded for the history books is of over 400 people being killed because one guy stabbed his enslaver.