A Little Late But It's Always Better Late Than Never!!

A little late but it's always better late than never!!

It is truly the least I could do, don't forget your Arab.org clicks, everybody!!!

!!GLOBAL STRIKE FOR PALESTINE!!

alright guys, now that it's march 2nd, I'll refrain from posting about anything other than palestine, as shutitdownforpalestine has called for a global strike, a complete shutdown for palestine on march 2nd.

today, do not post about your interests and keep your blog flooded with posts of palestine!!

keep talking, keep donating, keep protesting, keep boycotting, call your reps, wear palestinian accessories to show your soliditary with palestine, don't buy any unessential things, spread the word, do not stay silent and do whatever you can!! even if you can't do anything on this list, one thing you can very easily do is to keep posting about palestine!! DO NOT STAY SILENT!!!!

!!!!اعملو اي حاجة، ساعدو الفلسطينيين، وحاربو الاحتلال

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donate to the PCRF!!

donate to the UNICEF!!

donate for the pious project, an organization to help get menstural products into gaza!!

here's where you can donate gaza esims!!

if you can't donate, arab org is the best way as you don't have to pay anything to donate, just one click a day helps!! you click the button, and the ad money goes directly to the palestinian relief funds!! so whether if you can donate or not, don't forget your daily clicks on arab org!!

BDS: this is a movement to stop the international support of the occupation's genocide on palestine, and provides news of what's happening and what to boycott!!

Decolonize palestine: this provides in-depth information about palestine and it's history and origins!!

Where to send emails if you're in the USA:

USA - Tell your congress to stop fueling the Gaza genocide: email them, demand an immediate ceasefire, and demand for huminitarian aid to be allowed in gaza!!

Jewish voice for peace: use their form to send a letter to the congress to demand they focus on de-escalation instead of funding israel's genocide on palestinians!!

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FREE PALESTINE!!! 🇵🇸🇵🇸

Fantoccio at the gym!!

Coughing up my GUTS rn,,,

But I survive d

YOU BURNED MY THEATER TO THE GROUND!?!?!

Gangle has some opinions...

Something I wrote about cooking bacon.

As the hand presses the prices of bacon down on the searing skillet, the last remnants of an animal, unremarkable in any way, yet with the same instinctual will to fight, its angry spirit embraces the fire that burns it. It embraces the hot oil that melts it's fat and cooks it's flesh, and uses it's torment to act in desperate rage. It's juices let up, the oil starts to boil, and with the merciless flame underneath, the oil cracks and hisses.

A warning for it's eminent retaliation.

And as the cruel spatula descends once again to press the meat down on the burning skillet, its anger explodes in a giant pop of vengeance. It's juices, it's blood, tainted by white hot hatred, transcends the bounds of it's torture device, and reaches higher, higher, straight for it's torturer. In it's anger, it attacks the first thing that it reaches, punishing the sinful hand that has been tormenting it. The sprays of the bacon's pain now become the pain of it's consumer.

The hand flinches. Weak. Unable to handle a drop from the scorching ocean the prossesed pork has endured. The hand relents. The skillet is being moved. The heat is letting up. A victory. One achieved by the burning desire to fight. Not for it's life this time, but as a last ditch effort to achieve something meaningful. To leave it's mark, no matter how small. And it did. It left a raw, red mark on the presteine skin of the omnipotent hand.

But the hand is stronger.

The bacon is long gone. Devoured. As it was always meant to be.

But its mark remains.

Still raw. Still red. Still hurting.

To the hand, it is of no consern. The hand will heal, regrow, forget.

The mind however, despite not getting marked, continues to remember.

In it's breakfast it found something greater. Something human. Emotions it experienced, parallels it understood.

The mark the bacon had fought for was fleeting and insignificant. But what it never lived to see, was that with it's vengeance, it left something far more everlasting than it could ever comprehend.

A post on Tumblr.