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Re: Scenes from the War on Gaza
There is no life left, no humanity—everything has turned into absolute hell. Ambulances burn while trying to rescue bodies with no faces, and civil defense digs with bare hands through the rubble to pull out charred remains.
Doctors? Buried alive under the hospitals that collapsed on their heads. Those who survive tear clothing into makeshift bandages, stitching wounds without anesthesia as drones circle above, waiting to kill them too.
Hospitals have become mass graves, schools nothing but piles of human flesh. Children? Scattered body parts lying on the roads, their eyes wide open to the sky as if asking: Where are the humans?
Gaza is no longer a city—it is a fragment of hell on earth, where death moves faster than breath. The whole world sees, hears, and watches... and does nothing. The United Nations? Human rights organizations? Corpses with no soul, no conscience.
Here, an entire city is being exterminated in front of the cameras, and the world applauds with its silence.
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1962586819075445206
The army has announced it will launch its ground offensive in Gaza next week, starting with belts of aerial fire.
And yet, until this moment, we have found no place to go.
We have no money to buy a tent or to transport our belongings to the south.
No shelter, no escape, no means to survive.
We are being left behind—abandoned to face death alone.
As if our lives no longer matter, as if the world has turned its back on us.
We stand on the edge of annihilation, helpless, forgotten, waiting for the fire to fall.
Save us… don’t leave us to die in silence.
https://chuffed.org/project/146990-k...urse-from-gaza
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1963670605359886714
I am not this thin by choice; hunger consumes me against my will. I can’t find a piece of bread to ease my pain, yet I carry a conviction no one else in this world holds… because I am a man of a cause, paying its price with my body and soul.
https://chuffed.org/project/146990-k...urse-from-gaza
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1964329621089882451
Today I returned to my hospital shift after two days of leave, only to find that most of the staff had fled to the south. Now it’s just me and one colleague left to care for nearly fifty patients. The scene is pure hell—chaos devouring the place, frail bodies crying out for care while we stand helpless, carrying more than human strength can bear. I am exhausted… exhausted to the point of breaking.
And yet, despite this endless bleeding of body and soul, I fight to remain standing for my patients who are blameless in all of this. That is why I beg you, from the depths of your humanity, to support me. Your help and donations are the only reason I can continue saving lives in the middle of this nightmare.
https://chuffed.org/project/146990-k...urse-from-gaza
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1966741836023709720
Thanks to your generosity, I was able to purchase a second-hand tent for $800, to serve as a shelter for my family lost in this sea of suffering. Yet fate has not shown mercy; even now, we are unable to rent a vehicle to transport our belongings and shattered dreams, as the drivers demand an unbearable sum—$1,000—a price beyond our means that weighs heavily on our hearts. The land where we hope to find refuge also asks for rent we cannot pay, as if the world itself has closed its doors on us.
Here we stand, hands outstretched, pleading for mercy and compassion. Every dollar brings us one step closer to survival, to a glimmer of hope that might grant my family a moment of safety amid this unending darkness.
https://chuffed.org/project/146990-k...urse-from-gaza
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1966888103395627510
Today, 3 hours ago,
Today, I went to the hospital for the first time without changing my clothes as I usually do. I only put on the hospital blouse over my jeans, as if I no longer had the luxury of time—or even thought. Fear consumed me, fear of a sudden displacement tearing my family away, or an evacuation dragging my wife from my side. My mind was absent, my soul lost among the tents and the endless echoes of loss. I feel that what we are enduring is no longer the fate of human beings, but a torment beyond the limits of endurance.
https://chuffed.org/project/146990-k...urse-from-gaza
https://x.com/KhaledNash1993/status/1966943864620515779
Last edited by Ravenlocke; 13th September 2025 at 23:01.
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