My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war â hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences đĽšđ.I never created a donation link before, and I havenât received any kind of help throughout this devastating war đĽ˛đ.
I was so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and I dreamed of starting a small shop to earn a living. But sadly, the war returned â even more violent and destructive than before đ.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home â the only shelter we had đ.
Worst of all, my father was seriously injured: he tragically lost one of his hands and an eye, and he is now completely unable to work or support our family đĽ˛đ.
Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. Iâm launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope đĽ˛.
Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive đđ.
I just created the donation link, hoping that someone out there might lend a helping hand.
My name is Mohammed. I am 18 years old and live in Gaza City. I am still at the beginning of my life, dreaming of a better future. My father
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I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all childrenâsafe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from usđđđ
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, Iâve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. Weâve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of lifeđđđ
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darknessđĽš
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
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My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry I⌠Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
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hi im still in the hospital and likely going to a skilled nursing facility when im out but i still have rent to pay so um. yeah. kinda in hell đ help?
Don't leave your friends and even acquaintances to go to the hospital alone. If they don't have someone already going with them and don't explicitly tell you they don't want you there, go to advocate for them. Outcomes for sick people change dramatically when they have someone else there to observe doctors (making them know they can't get away with negligence) and note symptoms from an outside perspective.
Going to the hospital is scary and even someone totally unprepared to be a medical advocate or physical support will be better than nothing, purely from their presence. You can grab food, be there with your phone to search if theirs dies, go in search of a doctor, distract them from pain or discomfort... go with them.
just left pt trying to do as much laundry as i can afford i have more pt and dental surgery next week. just trying to survive, grateful for any positivity that can be spared <3
i have an autoimmune disease i keep forgetting about, in a lot of pain from the back injury, had to walk both ways to and from pt today. dont have funds for soup or cat litter, surviving day to day. grateful for any help <3
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Moon and Pebbles are interesting parallels in so many ways, some of which the fandom (from what I've seen when I was still somewhat browsing the tag) never really pays attention to. Be it because fandoms have the horrid habit of taking characters and simplifying them into tropes and archtypes, changing what they are for the sake of personal comfort or not bothering to look at the character from their lenses- their spot and time within their world, its rules and how that may have affected them
[Speaking solely about the base game without DP, cuz DP gives me the hibbie-jibbies and the Weh with some aspects and I am one of the so called veteran fans before it released so 'tis my house]
Moon for example is very interesting to play with, I've found in the last few months. The fact that she's an unreliable narrator- I adore that
She's unreliable for two reasons:
1. Her state of being that we know her the best in- she's broken beyond repair, an amnesiac, tired all the time. She still remembers mostly very basic stuff anchored within the material reality, but where and when does she screw up because of her state? She's tired and so doesn't disclose all possible information presented in pearls, too
2. She's a being with her own personal opinions and her existence is exclusive to one room, one place, six giant metal walls suspended on eight legs. Funnily enough, she strikes me as kind of more closed-minded, sceptical-of-spiritual person even though she exists in a world where spirituality is so heavily present (the karma, void spawns, the Void Sea, void worms, the cycle of rebirth oh so painfully concretely real)
What she says about the wheel flower interests me the most, when it comes to distrusting her extend of believing in the spiritual (not that she completely disregards it, mind you, only a fool would in her place in such a world)
Something about the use of the word "hallucinogenic" ticks an alarm off. There are definitely words that would better describe what the wheel flower does for a regular organic creature. Like transcendence. Hallucinogenic- and in connection hallucination- carries the air of "it's not actually real. they were just wigging out". Yet we know well that the flowers have special spiritual properties
Or this
How does she define "starving" oneself? Why does she essentially mock/disdain it? (At least that's how I'm reading it.) Is it anything less than a perfect diet? Fasting and dietary restrictions are typical for religions. As a giant metal brick biorobot in the sky she isn't exactly in the position to judge this stuff outside of science. As for the gravel part we have no idea what the Ancients ate. The shopping lists/recipes mentioned in the white pearls contain some weird things. Maybe they were completely fine with a filterfeeder-esque/scavenger-esque diet, not necessarily needing fruits or meaty meals
It's fun to think of the two siblings in this light- Moon the sceptical analytical one, if she can't see it or it isn't written in a scientific research paper there's always a good chance that it isn't real, while Pebbles is here entertaining the integrity and nature of reality like a rubics cube
(he's so amazing for giving questions like that too. the last line is fun to ponder, because the definition of death for them is so vastly different from ours. keeping that in mind, all the "Pebbles is so edgy he wants to kill himself" takes within the fandom lose or change their meaning. death isn't the end. crossing out isn't supposed to be a type of suicide. death is an actual gateway for the creatures of this world without delusions born of despair [though delusions born of despair definitely happened to the Ancients just in a different place])
Moon's greatest fault is sticking to conrete reality and rules and refusing to branch out with her thinking while Pebbles' greatest fault is getting too caught up in thoughts, theories, inner spiritual workings of reality to the point that it results in a near-death of a dear friend(/sister) of his because of the resulting ignorance
And these things continue to show in other aspects of them, too! Like their relationship to the Ancients
While thinking about *that* one needs to keep in mind that Moon has been alive and with the Ancients for thousands of years while Pebbles... not all that much
Moon sticks to the rules, to what the Ancients pre-set as the Correct ways of interaction in a society and relationships, from the beginning to past their end. They influenced her to hell and back, exactly like parents influence their children's worldviews. An ideology can begin as pure and good, yet at some point it will rot away into something worse- most often after the death of the original creator, because the following ones understand the world differently. And they can't help it but put their perceptions and understandings into what they work with. Or they might even be malicious with it. Moon is either incapable or unwilling to recognize that what she's sticking to has gone rotten. The thing that mostly speaks this to me is the parasite line
The Ancients, by the end of their existence, turned into society with a rigid polite system. Tip-toeing around any slightly uncomfortable topic, hardly getting anything communicated right. They talk and talk, hiding the point under useless letters out of fear of being Rude and Disrespectful. And so does Moon!
She has the *right* to call them like that, not miss them, be angry at them the same as Pebbles. What good are parents that see their child as an obligation. Who leave them behind, trapped in one place, knowing they *can't* escape that cage because the parents specifically taught and limited them just so
I don't believe the Ancients were all scum their entire existence. They found joy in the smallest damn pieces of the world. They loved and they created beauty. But by the end the saturation of the bad became too strong. All that is left after they all committed mass suicide (wether willingly or not doesn't matter in the long run of the Iterators) is the bad. What good stayed eventually rotted away leaving the Iterators only with the pain created by rules and taboos and a broken world
Pebbles knows this negative most intimately. He wasn't there for their better times. Moon was and so her perspective is wider, but she doesn't set any personal boundary because of the afermentioned lack of willingness of recognition where the society ended up going
Politeness is *not* kindness. Politeness can be manipulative. It can become a barrier between a person and the truth they need to hear
She was closer to them, Pebbles never calls them his parents. She is So attached, feeling guilty, feels the need to respect them, even though deep down where she is true she thinks of them lower than dirt. Even though she admits her and most Iterators don't miss populated cities, she can't bring herself to completely cut herself off from them
Moon *absolutely* thinks of the Ancients as parasites. That sentence came from the heart. Then the mind kicked in and what she was taught by their society came in and she apologized because That Was Not Polite. Heavens Forbid We Speak Our Hearts If It *Offends* Anyone
Pebbles doesn't have an issue with that! Pebbles doesn't give a Shit! Because *they* didn't give a shit
Pebbles' best characterization moments are his talk with the Survivor, the Hunter and the Sky Island pearl obtaining his and Suns' conversation. The last is the greatest
Because the pearl reveals that he is righteously angry about the Iterators' predicament. Not only his but *everyones*. He hates that they suffer, that their effort is really for nothing, that they die slowly and painfully. This is Unacceptable. They don't deserve it (and elder Suns waves it off, not caring for the suffering. The end justifies the means- let everyone but one die, because there *surely* is no way at least the one of them won't figure out the answer in the end)
Pebbles understands justice, his worth and is active, but also recognizes the seeming futility of this research especially in these constricting straightjackets their creators put them in. He'll snarl, claw and tear to get to the bottom of this and spare everyone the slow deaths they are all inevitably hurling to. And in the process, by unfortunate development... he hurls himself into an early agonizing death instead. A case of a tragic anti-hero
He speaks brutal truth. He isn't being egoistic/narcissistic when he calls himself "god-like in comparison". In comparison to rats, humans are also god-like. Just the fact that he says god-*like* and not godly also speaks for itself. He is only an imitation of a divine truly godly being, he knows. Just because he doesn't tear himself and his worth down doesn't mean he's full of himself
He calls the old rituals "silly", because what good is a ritual really. Isn't it better to focus inwards, explore yourself than dance for someone else? He gives the Survivor the *option* of this salvation he'd desire for himself. You can take it, or not. But really Survivor's story is about making peace with being lonely, letting go of the need of relationships- she is on the way to the enlightment. She might as well listen to him and words shared in kind
He says, "Not that it solves anyone's problem but yours." because goddammit so many horrible things have happened. He's so tired, but can't stop. Can't save anyone even though that is his very purpose. Then he wishes her luck, or asks for her to go a way less uncomfortable for him
He warns an animal (one that he knows can explicitly understand him) twice before using force. What's so bad about enforcing his boundaries? (Moon could never enforce her own until she was already dying.) Even the way he dispatches a lingering slugcat; it's quick and painless (I once heard someone say that Pebbles would take joy in suffering of little creatures and dear stars tthat is so far from truth. he doesn't *enjoy* that). And still keep in mind that death is very different for them than for us. It isn't the end. It's more like a knockout without a lasting damage when you think about it
Pebbles is really cool for taking responsibility for the near-murder too. And idk how anyone else is reading his Hunter dialogue but this man has such kindness to him, honestly
TLDR; Pebs is a very cool dude who just doesn't take shit actually, not only a little without-a-reason pissed off man hiding some sort of self-worth issues and Moon's a mess that would benefit from taking some notes from him sometimes (just as he would from listening to her some)
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