Today Marks Day 111 Of The Genocide In Gaza.

today marks day 111 of the genocide in gaza.

and i need you all to keep in mind just how dire the situation in gaza is right now. and to keep talking about it. now is not the time to turn away.

today i want to talk about khalil again. yesterday, khalil posted about how his aunt passed away and they went to the graveyard to bury her, only to find thousands of tents in the cemetery. the people living as refugees in rafah have been so jam packed that they’ve started sheltering at the cemetery.

in a heartbreaking sentence, khalil says “they are living in the cemetery, waiting for their time to be buried”. can you imagine the situation one has to be in to say something like that?

not only do the gazans not have a safe place to live, they are also starving and suffering from diseases and lack of medication. in fact, that’s the cause of khalil’s aunt’s death—bad food and no medicine.

the people of gaza barely have food to eat. the children have to clean dirt and insects off animal feed before milling it to make food. medicine isn’t coming into the gaza strip. there are pharmacies all around but none can help because they do not have the means to. why?

because israel consistently denies shipments of vital aid. in fact, according to the UN, israel recently added insulin pens for children to the list of prohibited items that are not allowed into gaza. this list also includes other medicines for chronic illnesses are also not allowed [here is the full press conference for anyone who’s interested].

this claim is also backed by the report journalist motaz azaiza was making as he was evacuating gaza of a plethora of aid trucks waiting at the border to enter gaza. and for the little bit of aid that is available to gazans? yesterday the israeli military opened fire at starving citizens who were queueing to get aid in northern gaza.

there are too many heartbreaking stories coming out of gaza; there is at least one per person, in a population of 2.2M people. i urge you to not turn away from hearing their stories and facing the reality of the crimes being committed against them by israeli occupation forces.

whatever anyone else might say, whatever the verdict of tomorrow’s hearing may be… i want you to remember that what’s happening in gaza is nothing short of a genocide—a collective total of 33,360 deaths, and 64,150 injured. don’t let them just be numbers. these are people.

people who are not just being killed in cold blood, but are also being starved. they are being tortured physically and psychologically. they are being subjected to illnesses with no treatment given. they are being subjected to eating things like grass, immature food, expired food. read the euro med monitor report for the full picture of the destruction happening in gaza at the hands of the israeli occupation forces.

this is a genocide. this is one of, if not the deadliest war crimes we’ve seen in the 21st century.

i am so heartbroken i barely have the energy to type today. please call for an end to all of this, for a permanent ceasefire. and subsequently an end to the israeli occupation.

we cannot leave the palestinians to fend for themselves and continue being oppressed directly or indirectly by their oppressors and colonisers. this occupation must end. palestine must be freed in its entirety.

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ACTIONS YOU CAN TAKE

please especially send donations to help supply aid and food to gazans. especially to the organisations working within gaza. it’s not like there isn’t any food at all. gaza is not a barren land. the food is just inaccessible and very expensive and unaffordable for most gazans (if you follow journalist muhammad smiry, you’ll see he posts a lot about the atrocious prices of food in gaza). so your donations help people purchase food in bulk within gaza and supply to the civilians.

Roya Hassouna, a displaced Palestinian woman, plays the oud for children at a camp in Rafah, creating a musical circle in a bid to support their mental health and to block out the sound of war planes amid Israel’s ongoing attacks on Gaza.

— Middle East Eye (@MiddleEastEye) December 20, 2023

Louder for the dipshits in the back.

Palestinian women and girls are actively being denied uterine and gynecological care. they have to use tent remnants as tampons and pads. they’re also getting infections as well. israel is actively denying them humanity. they have 0 access to care they need.

The Pious Projects is raising funds to distribute feminine hygiene kits in Gaza! They have on ground teams serving their own communities and their programs are always 100% admin free. Click the link to learn more & donate a hygiene kit. They have different tiers of donation so anything from a 5 dollar donation to a 1000 dollar donation can be done

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Feminine Hygiene Kits for Gaza With the Asad Sisters

Help us bring hygiene kits to the vulnerable women suffering Gaza's violence.

I love when the fic get longer and longer during the writing process than it was first planned, I'm afraid my latest fic project could end up being 20,000 words.

A little preview of where I'm up to: Sudden pain struck Liquiir's left side of his head, his fingers hurried to ease and hold his head to turn around back to his bench. Sighing. Not now. Slow steps, gentle steps, as if not to disturb the silence in the arena, to sneak through the shock without gaining attention. He doesn't know how far he is to his assigned place, his vision is blurry and the living, heart-beating people are now smudged colours in a watercolour painting. His head pushing him to collapse, a lingering threat and fear is all he can think about and a surrender to collapsing can stop these thoughts. In peace, in the darkness, nothingness nor do they suffer from humiliation and loss. I dared to understand or think of that. Ah ah, my head is killing me. Proud not being gone, witnessing the losses of the entirety of Universe 9 made him grateful for his and Supreme Kai's efforts but developing irritating malaise in his stomach. To reconfirm himself, he ceases his thoughts and accepts Omni Kings' decisions with no further words along with a compressed spirit of his.

A pull around his waist, an invisible force securing him, guided him, step there, step there, he stopped and sat down where he put his head on someone's comforting shoulder. Where his fingers used to be on his head, strong, burly fingers that were not his, massaged his head. Eventually, relief did come.

Korn continues to confront the source of Liquiir's headache with his fingers for some time, until he hears a satisfied hum where he dropped his hand onto Liquiir's shoulder. Iru passed a look at Korn, which he and Korn nodded in reassurance, the Supreme Kai reached for Liquiir's hand to spread the warm sensation glow to relax his muscles after the destroyer clenched his own arm way too hard. The destroyer grasped Iru's hand softly and extended his arm near to Korn's touch.

"Thank you, both." He let out a yawn and closed his eyes.

"Lord Liquiir, don't think of falling asleep, the tournament barely took off." Iru lets off his hand so Korn can heal some bruises that appeared on his lord's hand. He didn't move his head to respond to Iru, but raised his voice so Iru heard him.

"Schedule an quick nap gap after the tournament, before the plan. Korn make sure I will be ready by then."

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