I was scrolling last night and came across Medo (Mohammad) Halimy, a creator who has been documenting his life during the ongoing genocide in Gaza.
After watching some of his videos I noticed he was following me and other techies but I then discovered that he was killed just a
Drones are flying above me and a quadcopter as well. I have no safe place, I am exposed in a tent. The situation is very dangerous, I feel like my time is running out and I will be killed soon. I am tired of this. I am tired of trying to survive. I want one good nights sleep
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YOU’RE MONKEY 🐵
A group of monkeys was placed in a large cage with a tree inside it. Every day, at a specific time, let's say at 12:00 PM, the monkeys were sprayed with water. This happened daily for ten days, and on the seventh day, the monkeys began to climb the tree as the
The dream we have nurtured for centuries is finally coming true. This achievement is not the result of any single person’s work, but the collective effort of hundreds of thousands of you. Your commitment has brought us this far, and for that, I am deeply grateful. This victory
The international community should support Sri Lanka 🇱🇰!
It’s only two weeks since Sri Lanka elected Anura Kumara Dissanayaka President. He has used the time well.
* He got the diplomacy exactly right. First meeting with the Indian high commissioner, then the Chinese
What Happened Last Night:
1) This is the yard of Al Aqsa hospital
2) These are patients connected to life supporting machines
3) They burnt alive
4) Our Tax dollars paid for this.
Sri Lanka urges an immediate ceasefire in Gaza, unrestricted humanitarian access, and a two-state solution based on 1967 borders. - Sri Lanka’s Minister of Foreign Affairs, Vijitha Herath
#LKA #Gaza #Lebanon #SriLanka #MiddleEast
Sri Lanka’s Minister of Foreign Affairs, Vijitha
The Will of the Martyr Yahya Sinwar:
I am Yahya, the son of the refugee who turned exile into a temporary homeland, and turned the dream into an eternal battle.
As I write these words, I recall every moment that has passed in my life: from my childhood in the alleys, to the long