The Destruction Of Knowledge And Culture

just found out that there is a sudanfunds website! like gazafunds, it is a compilation of funds for people facing genocide

Hey Niko!!!!!!

I hope you are well and having the best time (unlike me and my poor brain due to exam season😑).For the ask game...number 4+34.

Have a great day💖💖

HI BLOO!!!! ( is it alright if i call you that, I've been using it in my head and it's very cute 2 me )

OH GOSH exam season. Wishing you the absolute best of luck and a lovely lovely day <3 :3

4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

ooohhhh... it's definitely a mixture of listening to music, watching films, and browsing through pinterest. TSP was heavily inspired by some of my favorite movies ( Last night in Soho, Chinatown, the Third Man, etc. etc. ) but also little, random things like my actual real-life academic pursuits in law and psychology, and also . . . seeing a random poker hand while looking at drawing references and learning that this

is called the 'Dead Man's Hand' <- you can see where TDB got it's logo from. after that, things just spiralled.

34. Five years from now, where do you see yourself as a writer?

Hopefully a better one! If you'd asked me this question five years ago, when I was just starting to create my original works and languages and characters, i'd have said 'published!' but since writing isn't what i want to do as a career ( and I'm not an English major, god forbid ), it's a hobby I'm letting myself take slowly, and take my sweet time to develop :)

having long distance friends is so fucked. do you wanna come over to my house and play (it will cost us 1 william dollars)

Hello, my name is Tahani, I am 31 years old, a mother of three children, my first daughter Sanaa is 7 years old, my second Hanan is 5 years old, and my youngest daughter hla is 3 years old. We live in the southern Gaza Strip, and my other half, my husband and support, lives in the northern Gaza Strip with his elderly parents.

Since the morning of 10/7/2023, our lives have turned into hell, and every day our lives get worse. We lived the most difficult days of our lives, and we were displaced and displaced 9-10 times. The occupation forced us to flee after destroying our home and destroying our private project, and we were left with neither a home nor a job. We left without knowing where we would go, without shelter, and to this day we do not know where we will go.

We sought refuge in shelters and relatives’ homes. My children and I are currently living in tents. I kept the key to my house in the hope that we would return to it. The nightmare came true in the bombing and detonation of our house, and our dreams became displaced.

My children and I would wake up to the sound of shells, missiles and bombs. My children and I lived days of fear, and when the house next to me was bombed, we were displaced, and I did not know where I would go with the children.

We are living a real famine in the Gaza Strip. My children and I went to bed many nights without food because there was no food available. We had to eat animal and bird feed because of the lack of flour. My children were starving and I was crying over them. Hunger was killing my children. This led to malnutrition and they started to show symptoms of stomach problems, diarrhea, and the spread of skin rashes in their bodies due to the spread of viruses. There is also a lack of cleaning agents and insecticides. There is also a shortage of drinking water, and when it is provided, it is not safe to drink.

My children cry every day because they don't eat fruits, vegetables, eggs, chicken and meat and I can't stand their crying. There is also a shortage of gas that has forced us to use fire in all aspects of life such as cooking, baking and heating water for bathing. We use solid waste to light fires because of the high price of firewood and its unavailability.

My children suffered from a severe health problem. One of my children was infected with severe pneumonia and was placed in the intensive care unit for a long time. After that, my children suffered from hepatitis due to malnutrition, and I was unable to treat them due to the high prices.

A year of war has passed and winter has returned with rain, wind and severe cold. We do not have any winter clothes or blankets to keep my children warm, and I cannot buy them because of the high prices. The tent has become worn out from the sun and has begun to tear, and I cannot buy new tents to protect my children from the cold.

That's why I'm begging you to share my story and post the link to help my children stay alive.

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I see all that random general knowledge swimming in my head does eventually get to be of use eh.

I happened stumble on the TSP summary on ao3 which i actually read for the first time,and couldn't help but notice.....the name pf the cold case 'red camellia' sounded like smthg i heard before, and after racking through my brain I suddenly remembered it:'the black dahlia'.I don't know if you've ever heard of it but it was a rather infamous case of the murder of a young lady aspiring to become a hollywood star and I don't know, it reminded me of the name arrangement of like a colour and then a flower name.....

it was inspired by the Black Dahlia case! A little, anyway. but that's just one of the most famous floral crime cases out there ( there are TON of flower-nicknamed murders, for the drama ), and I thought Red Camellias and their tragic symbolism were perfect for soukoku.

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i would be soooooo powerful if i wasn't so deeply afraid of people and places and also things

the children keep clipping my songs for their ‘tick tock’ audios louis. they do not even know the lyrics they are using ma musique sombre to gyrate in a sickening fashion for their sycophants to slaver over i have poured my heart and soul into my art and they have sped it up to form some sort of esthétique. louis how do i make them stop this grotesquerie mon cher please