you'll say "i think children shouldn't be forced to eat food they hate" and here comes someone who feeds their kids plain rice and boiled chicken (while eating a nicely seasoned stirfry) claiming that it's okay actually and kids shouldn't be allowed to taste things

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

This confirms that there is a civilization older than the Sumerians that we have yet to find

Some people get existential dread from this

Source (non Aboriginal)

And a quote I picked out from a longer interview with an Aboriginal local elder about the area where he touched on the history

our words and treating our

culture with respect.

Oh, no, there are lots and we've found traces of them.

As already noted above, Australia and the Torres Strait Islands provide us with several who have actual substantial continuity through until today.

But our oldest stone tools date from three point three million years ago.

And we have paint-making and bead making marked at 100K years ago. The oldest confirmed art on a rock is 73K years ago. We have musical instruments starting 42K years ago, and ivory sculpture starting 40K years ago.

And it's important to note that this doesn't mean we know that they were only drawing on rock 73K years ago, or making musical instruments 42K years ago. They may have been making them for tens of thousands of years before that - it just means we know that by 42K years ago, someone had made flutes. On purpose. Very very much on purpose. There might have been sculptures much older than 40K years, but we know that by 40K years, we were sculpting figures out of ivory and wood.

Writing is young. We had civilizations for thousands and thousands of years before the ancient peoples of the land between the two rivers started using clay marks to keep track of their tithes and taxes to their leaders, and started down the road to writing. So yeah, the Sumerians looked back into a mythical once-upon-a-time; most of our entire past as human beings is unknown and unknowable, because between war and famine and migration and upheaval very few cultures get to have stories stretching as far back as Gunditjamara, ones that we still recognize and understand as that history, that we can link to a place and a time when a thing happened.

For most of us it is just those days those most ancient of days and sparse tiny fragments of imagining the minds behind art on cave walls and carved lion-headed figures.

Zora Neale Hurston was a luminary of the Harlem Renaissance but was relatively unknown and very poor when she died. ⁣⁣

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Hurston was born in January of 1891. As both a writer and anthropologist, she committed her life to studying and celebrating African American folklore and culture. ⁣⁣

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Hurston moved to New York after a Harlem-based magazine presented her with a literary award. From there she formed a network, earned a scholarship, and studied English and Anthropology at Barnard College. ⁣⁣

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She traveled throughout the American South to conduct interviews, record folklore, and collect objects of cultural significance. Her work, which included interviews with enslaved people and their descendants, provided the basis for her novels, including "Their Eyes Were Watching God" (1937). ⁣⁣

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Hurston was an important voice in the largely male-dominated literary world of the Harlem Renaissance. Her work inspired—and continues to inspire—future generations of artists, authors, and anthropologists.⁣⁣

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Maha @mahafamily1 needs to have an emergency hysterectomy! She recently had a miscarriage, and if she does not have a hysterectomy NOW, she will die!!

The doctor told her EVERY MINUTE OF DELAY DECREASES HER CHANCE OF SURVIVAL!!! Minute-by-minute, we are losing Maha!!!

Because her recent emergency operation had to be paid on credit, and is not yet paid, Maha now needs to pay the full cost of the hysterectomy up-front before the procedure will be done!!! She urgently URGENTLY requires $2000 USD in order to survive!!!

MAHA IS DYING AS I TYPE THIS!!! I am in tears begging you all, do not let medical bureaucracy take such a beautiful soul!!!!

NEED TO RAISE: €1,922 EUR ($2000 USD)!!!

PROGRESS: €0/€1922

Mel is so manipulative! Mel is so manipulative!

Yes, we know that, we all watched the same you did which is why we also realized that she actually fell in love with Jayce and stopped trying to use her leverage over him so much

She’s classist!!

Unfortunately, like many pilties, she’s classist. She and Jayce are quite similar in that area where they’re not as outwardly aggressive against Zaunites, but they show quite a bit of unconscious bias and don’t care about Zaun until they have to.

SHE’S ABLEIST AND HATES VIKTOR!!

She was rude to him in that scene because she was trying to lure Jayce into making weapons and Viktor wasn’t going for it. She purposefully ignored him and made eye contact with Jayce and talked to him specifically, so she could draw him in.

If she was ableist she’d have been rude to Viktor because he’s disabled. She was rude to him because he was vehemently against her ideas and she couldn’t manipulate him like she could Jayce.

I see so many people say these things in support of JayVik and I’m like?? Those two characters can be together without villainizing Mel. You can say Jayce never forgave her for manipulating him when they first met and that’s the reason they didn’t work out (very valid)

But they’re not the better couple because Mel was an evil manipulative narcissist like Ambessa

Most people don’t like her because she’s canonically with Jayce even though Jayce is most popularly shipped with Viktor. But that doesn’t even make sense because in the end it’s alluded that Jayce and Viktor had an extremely deep connection and interpretation is pretty much up to the audience.

While this might be a simple poll for many of us, Gazans do not have the luxury to sit and think if they like winter. The rain which swept through Gaza a few weeks ago washed away many of the tents which were situated by sea-side and thus destroyed resources that were acquired after months of raising funds. My friend Amal Ashour ( @amalashuor ) urgently needs to replace the soggy blankets and she needs to buy warm clothes for winter too. It is dreadfully cold right now and Amal is worried about her little daughter Mariam. She requires these funds to keep her daughter safe during these terrible months of winter. Additionally it has been hard to access any rations. A month ago when I spoke to Amal, she said that flour bags were costing around $150 USD- this has increased to almost $250 USD now!! That too at a time when Amal is not only bearing the responsibility for her own little family, but she is also helping out her extended family as well. So please boost and please donate to Amal's fundraiser. She is going through an extremely difficult time and is responsible for more than twenty people.

Currently at €57,156. Help out however you can. No donation is too small.

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i'm plugging in @ahmednaserfamily's fundraiser here. the fundraiser has been verified by gazavetters and is #37 on their list. they have raised less than 2% of their goal and have received only 2 donations in last eight days. this fundraiser is meant to take care of 20 people. please donate and share this fundraiser. i would also encourage you to make your own posts for this family.

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