Hello, Wonderful Souls! 🤍🌍

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Hi there,

I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

this is my last interaction with such an account, how should i proceed?

Thurston Hopkins

A woman carrying a large wicker basket through a street in Assisi

Italy, 1950's

Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

this is my last interaction with a similar account, how should i proceed?

on this block list, hallelujah, ﷽

Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

this is my last interaction with a similar account, how should i proceed?

“fold it a couple times so it fits in the mailbox,”

MAR23

the perpetual conflict is an abuse on all, that is to say, inflicts psychological damage on the world at large, aside from those who may cheer its continuance

at most insignificant, there is current personal experience of "deleterious and/or adverse effects" given its existence, though i still have all my limbs

land is not to be owned; unfortunately, it is perpetually horrifically misdrawn and titled, in this place that was delineated, traced, dictated, and designed ahead of most of our arrival here

any increase in what appears to be an unnecessary death toll, or slaughter of children, or of allowing children to be slaughtered, or not doing everything to escape with said children with this most grievous misfortune, is clear depth of field in watching this exercise in mutilation and craft of mangle,

states and temporaries, flows, bordered, porous, or otherwise, require freedom of movement and destination provisions,

at once appears the tattered sculpting of an emaciated symbol, now edging on the despicable to inhabit

a derogatory swivel for terrain i understand is intended to be considered home or sanctuary for many, internally and externally, and has been said to be "holy" by some

this is all to say,

in full secular, unsentimental consideration, what is the defense, pragmatics, or reason,

that/for any person may find themselves worthy to walk on such land?

and for what purpose?