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Campaign Objective:
Securing 15 seats for 30 affected university students. Cost of one seat: $100-$150 per month. Providing stationery and notebooks to facilitate the educational process for students.
Don't let their dreams go in vain!
Be part of their story, and give them a chance for a better life. Together, we can turn pain into hope, and tragedy into a success story! Your donation today is an investment in a bright future for Gaza and its future generations.
We need to reach $2000 within two days to pay the rent and start the inflocating students.
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ok i wanrt to make a non joke post abt it because im. genuinely freaking out over school shit
took a summer course and didnt realize there was prerequisites (photo and video) that i dont Have and therefore i technically shouldnt have been allowed info the course. bc when i signed up there Was no prereqs listed, but the course material is out of my reach and i dont understand it
i’m already being financially penalized for dropping a different course because the deadline to drop without incurring financial penalty was before any class even began
so my choices here are ‘suffer a hit to my transcript because im far out of my depth in a course i shouldnt have been able to join’ Or ‘suffer a hit to my wallet because im being charged hundreds of dollars for a course i shouldnt have been able to join’
got fucked pretty bad here either way!!! loll!!!
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remaking since last post entirely died out and its a new month anyways. my wife and i r two disabled Black trans people living in texas, where we are both unable to find or maintain gainful employment due to our disabilities. we are entirely reliant on community support for all of our living expenses, including the bulk of cost to manage our conditions. please please consider finding it in ur heart to spare us a little. my links are here (we have a shared patreon, ko-fi n registry). my wife is also actively crowdfunding to pay our rent, so anything sent her way helps too. thanks for reading this far if u havent scrolled yet, and for hopefully rbing (WITHOUT ADDING ANY TAGS FOR FUCKS SAKE PLEASE) and/or donating if u have it to spare 🧡
ooouh for art questions... ive been really into looking at album covers as of late TBH. mewithoutyous in particular have been very inspiring for me... i want my art to have the same vibe as them. if dat makes sense
i have not heard of dis band before but oughhhh i love this one a lot.... really liek how the prominent subject areas are all spread out but feel really close bc of all the detailwork...
good evening can i get some fun asks or drawing prompts or tell me about some art u like rn
my friend Omar is still desperately in need of funds. he is living in a tent, often going entire day without eating and his mental health and suicidal ideation have been awful as conditions worsen. the prospect of escaping seems far off and now it is simply trying to afford food to last day to day. he has endured so much loss of his friends and teammates (he played football before the destruction and displacement) Omar is a selfless, community minded man, and a radiant presence in this world, struggling with depression and being crushed by this brutal occupation.
please help him out; he is on insta and appreciates anyone sharing his posts or kind words. he speaks often of how much people ignore you if you are Black and Palestinian. please don't ignore this and consider skipping one small thing in your day to day, anything, and directing that to this campaign instead.
his campaign is also verified by the butterfly effect project mutual aid collective on line 1044
I drew some creatures for an exhibition at beloved local queer bar the Bearded Tit, loosely based on my fellow bar-goers.
Like, I don't know what to tell you all, but if you still believe in a single word coming out of a zionist, you are complicit in genocide. This was a US-Israeli state-sponsored atrocity propaganda, and the entire West bought it.
its crazy how much the term 'ai' has wormed its way into peoples brains that any use of it is means for panic. 'ai voice' have we forgotten tts has existed for maybe 50 years.
A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety
Hello, I am Ahed Al-Bashiti, son of a family of 7 members.
We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair.
We struggle daily to survive in an environment filled with threats and dangers.
My father and brothers lost our only source of income and our house was destroyed and we are now homeless 💔
We urgently appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs for escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure our family's safety.
We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.
Eyad is living in horrible circumstances and fear in Gaza, but even with his own suffering, he takes the time to work with Ever Mile to feed the hungry in Gaza. Because of the high food prices in Gaza they rely on donations to fund their charitable work. Now with Israel expanding the military operations in Gaza, his work will become much more difficult, but more important than ever.
You can support Ever Mile by donating here to help him continue his great work helping his fellow Gazans
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i feel like ash is like 2 steps away from being a communist its just that she doesnt really think about it too much besides trying to game rich people out of their cash so she can become rich
by Laerte Coutinho
ahhh i feel not so good
atp i hope it's clear that my stance is not that everyone needs to like and be okay with generative ai art, my stance is that i am not going to take your reasons for disliking generative ai art seriously if they are rooted in the idea that it's bad because it can't produce art with a soul. or that the very act of desiring an artistic output without putting in Enough Work To Deserve It is threatening the fabric of society.
It's an obscenely conservative way to think about art and i'm not going to give it any legitimacy at all. i don't believe in a human soul and i don't believe the value of art comes from the amount of toil it required. i think that, right now and for the rest of human existence there will be creatives who continue to use the tools at their disposal to express meaningful ideas into the world. i don't think the idea that one of those tools could theoretically be an AI image generator is that unreasonable.
most ai generated content is slop but plenty of stuff crafted by human hands is slop too. the way to separate good art from bad art is not by drawing hard lines about what is 'allowed' to count as art, or saying there is an irreplaceable quality to a work that it gets imbued with when created by an Ensouled Being. the way to separate good art from bad art is to earnestly engage with the things you see in the world around you to develop and refine your own tastes about what sort of things you find meaningful and valuable.
it's like such a bizarre simultaneous devaluing and sanctifying of art at the same time to me. like art is so important and special and species-defining and the people who make it possess some sort of unique spiritual quality that can not be artificially replicated. but also Art is somehow a fragile and narrow enough thing that it's at risk of being irreparably bastardized or eradicated because of a machine. i don't get it. i don't get it!
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
i finished serial experiments lain today. i cried quite a bit