Nazis Will Never Be Welcome In Paganism. They Have No Space In Our Communities, We Will Have A Zero Tolerance

🌟 A Plea from Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.

That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.

The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.

I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.

Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?

How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.

Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.

What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.

🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸

gofundme.com

Donate to From Despair to Hope: Help us to rebuild our life., organized by Fatima Rajwani

Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to

Together, we can create a better tomorrow. 🌍❤️

A digital offering to Lord Hermes 🪙🍊🍋🍯🧭📜🪽

I don't know what worries me more, the fact that someone made that ship or that exist people who like it

I just wake up for work and... did I just saw Cody x his dad ship art 😰🤢

... do not fucking get close to me

Hoy hace 1 años que llegué a Tumblr. 🥳

Ahora me siento viejo/Now I feel old ;-;

I need a brother like Mario,one who help When the dysphoria kicks my ass so badly 😭

Ok, listen. Trans guy Luigi!

You really wanna play with emotions, huh? Fineee.

So, Mario was the first one to know and the first who supported Luigi's identity.

Luigi suffered a lot, locking himself into the bathroom mostly, when gender dysphoria kicked too hard. He didn't want to bother his brother with it at all.

There were moments when bullies told him he will never be a true guy and Mario made sure, Luigi never forgot how much he supported him and how much of a guy Luigi actually was.

Mario went to each doctor's appointment, supporting his little bro's fear of needles and the doctors. And even witnessed Luigi's first Testosterone injection.

And of course Mario was the first one to be there when Luigi woke up from his top surgery.

Support your local trans bro!

When you step into sunlight, you honor Apollo. When you admire the moon, you honor Artemis. When you admire cloud shapes, you honor Hera. When you smell petrichor, you honor Zeus. When you laugh at a joke, you honor Hermes. When your body twitches to dance at a particularly upbeat music, you honor Dinoysus. When you enjoy the first bite of your breakfast, you honor Demeter. When you choose your peace over any conflict, you honor Athena. When you warm yourself up by sheltering yourself in blanket, you honor Hestia. When you listen to Ocean sounds, you honor Poseidon. When you smell flowers, you honor Persephone. When you admire the coolness of first day of Autumn, you honor Hades. When you wear your favourite jewellery, you honor Hephaestus. When you smile, you honor Aphrodite. When you exercise, you honor Ares. When you light a torch in a dark room, you honor Hekate.

Your body is a shrine to Gods, your being an act of devotion for them. You, by yourself, are enough for them.

Okey,I need More about this 😶‍🌫️

“You simply remind me of someone I think about a lot.”

(Scribbled a weird AU idea.)

Peace be upon you

I am Massa and my name means jewel. I am from the completely destroyed city of Gaza. I was displaced with my family to Deir al-Balah in the central region....

My family, consisting of many children, young people and the elderly, live in tents in a very miserable situation with a lack of all the necessities of human life....

The elderly in my family need medication on a regular basis, which is not available, and if available, it is very expensive....

We have been living in tents for more than a year, winter is coming, the tent is worn out, and we are sleeping in the cold and frost...

We are in a very miserable situation. Diseases and epidemics have spread among us...

We are in dire need of donations to get out of this miserable situation and buy food, medicine, winter clothes and prepare the tent for winter...

gofundme.com

Donate to Help my family, organised by Hatem hellis

Hello my dear friends My name is Hatem Ali hellis from the northern Gaza Strip I support a family consis… Hatem hellis needs your support

We would not have asked for donations if it were not for the dire need. We were safe in our homes before the genocide...

Note : Children need psychological support due to extreme fear

In the name of humanity, support my family.

*suenan “17 años” de los angeles azules*

Pinche telenovela toda hermosa (*todavía no la a visto*)

You kno those times when u get obsessed and attached to an old mexican telenovela that brings confort to ur grandma and u in very difficult times? Yea, ,, AMOR REAL (2003) NENAAAAA, la mejor novela de época bitch !!!!!!! The ot4, my mexican revolution baby girlzzz, <333