Donya Taysir 🇵🇸

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”

[Donya Taysir 🇵🇸 @DonyaTy20]

"فَلَا تَعْلَمُ نَفْسٌ مَّا أُخْفِيَ لَهُم مِّن قُرَّةِ أَعْيُنٍ".

[خالد محاجنة Khaled Mahajna @KhaledMahajna]

غفير يروي بنفسه أن سجان أرسل له صورة لوجبة أسير فلسطيني في سجن كتسيعوت بالنقب، فيها ثماني حبات زيتون بدل ست، فغادر بيته وسافر قرابة ثلاث ساعات إلى السجن بسبب حبّتي زيتون إضافيتين.

حين يصل الأمر إلى عد حبات الزيتون في صحن الأسير، نفهم حجم ما يُمارس بحق الأسرى، وكيف يمتد إلى أدق تفاصيل حياتهم.

داخل السجون الإسرائيلية، حتى الطعام تحول إلى أداة للتنكيل وحتى لقمة الأسير لم تعد خارج دائرة الاستهداف.

[青空の抜粋室 @aozorabasu123]

にくしみに
花さけば
こころ　おどらん

"八木重吉『貧しき信徒-憎しみ』

[amool @amaleesamm]

لما تبطل تطلع من البيت علشان بشرتك تتوحد فتتوحد انت بالغلط.

[𓂆 Eyad| إِيَادٌ @ehajjarr]

العرب في 1948 باعونا وقالوا إننا بعنا أرضنا.
العرب في 2025 شاهدوا إبادتنا وتواطؤوا وتآمروا على إخضاعنا لإسرائيل وأمريكا.

[عاصم النبيه Asem Alnabih @AsemAlnabeh]

I took this photo few weeks before the war, never imagining it would be our last celebration. Refaat savored this piece of cake because it reminded him of a favorite he used to enjoy at Secret Recipe shop in #Malaysia.

You are still here bro, I can feel it. Happy birthday.

On the anniversary of #RefaatAlareer’s birthday, I wrote this piece in his memory.

https://t.co/bbPY5Ehnyx

[ساندرا @NewSandr2]

He was a father and a husband.

[سماح | 🧚🏾‍♀️samah @samah_fadil]

saw the charlie kirk video and slowly realized how it's basically the first video i've seen in two years on my feed showcasing blood & gore that wasn't of a Palestinian.

[☀️👀 @zei_squirrel]

what was done to Charlie Kirk has been done to countless Palestinian babies, children, girls, boys, women and men not just over the past two years of the ongoing genocide, but decades. And whenever it happened, and it's on camera and we all saw it, Charlie Kirk came out to say: I love this, I want more of this. The people who did this are great and I love them and they should keep doing it forever.

As Malcolm said, the chickens have come home to roost.

[Momodou ✊🏿 @MomodouTaal]

Charlie Kirk recently said to a Palestinian that there’s no such thing as Palestinians. Well now look… there’s no longer such a thing called Charlie Kirk.

[كفرو @elkafro]

ومن سيشعر بطفل يتألم كطفل آخر في مثل حاله..

[Sangita Myska @SangitaMyska]

This video raises a good point. Where are all the feminists - including high profile journalists - who were vocal over trans issues but remain silent over the disproportionate killing of women and girls during Israel’s assault on Gaza.

[المُصْحَف @AlMosahf]

سَيَجعَلُ اللَّهُ بَعدَ عُسرٍ يُسرًا

[Eman🇵🇸 @Ema97n]

Massacres before you sleep. Massacres while you're sleeping. Massacres if you wake up in the middle of the night. Massacres the moment you open your eyes and wake up.

[عاصم النبيه Asem Alnabih @AsemAlnabeh]

In #Gaza

[Tamer Nahed @Tamer_Alnoaizy]

We turned off all the lights in the house a short while ago. No one moves. No one speaks. Even the children - we try our best to keep them quiet. The quadcopters keep flying overhead, too close to the houses, as if they're hunting for any movement, any sound. There's no room for mistakes. The feeling of being trapped is indescribable. No electricity, no safety, not even a sense that we’ll make it to tomorrow. What life are you talking about? Everything around us says life here has ended - it just hasn’t been buried yet.

[Musab Al-Shareef مصعب الشريف @MusabAlShareef0]

يا أمة محمد،
نُطحن جوعًا ونُساق قسرًا إلى النزوح، فيما الاحتلال يصعّد عدوانه بلا رحمة.
أين ضمائركم؟ أين نخوتكم؟
بكفي صمت، بكفي خذلان… اتقوا الله في المستضعفين

[عاصم النبيه Asem Alnabih @AsemAlnabeh]

Rafaat @itranslate123, 11 years ago, before October 7.

I took this photo that day, and I remember it as if it were yesterday. When he saw his students’ work—stories and poems— beneath the rubble of his house, he became like a child again, gathering them tenderly from the rubble, his tears falling in silence, as if he were collecting the remains of his own children.

Today, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life, I will remain honored to have been his student, his friend, and his colleague. He was/is one of the purest souls this world has ever known.

[عاصم النبيه Asem Alnabih @AsemAlnabeh]

بدي أروح عالجنازة.

خطرلي أرن ع قريقع أقله وينكم؟

[أنس الشريف Anas Al-Sharif @AnasAlSharif0]

This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings.

Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half.

I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls.

I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed.

I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission.

I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards.

I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith.

I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting.

O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it.

Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance.

Anas Jamal Al-Sharif
06.04.2025

This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.

[عاصم النبيه Asem Alnabih @AsemAlnabeh]

Throughout my search about @itranslate123 Refaat Alareer's body, I met numerous people, combed through makeshift cemeteries and read hundreds of handwritten notes taped to hastily improvised graves – each bearing the name of a martyr, a family name, or just a date of death.

Many of these papers had faded and the writing had disappeared, making it nearly impossible to locate and identify the graves of the missing.

Refaat was buried without a funeral and without any formal rites. After extensive inquiries, it became clear that no relative or friend had been present when he was laid to rest.

Instead it transpired that Refaat was buried by neighbors from the building where he had been sheltering at the time of his assassination. His body was wrapped in fabric and placed alongside the remains of members of his family – some of whom were mere fragments, indistinguishable from one another.

Their bodies were never separated, never examined by forensic specialists, never transported to a hospital. The medical system had already collapsed and there were simply not enough medical teams to handle the overwhelming number of casualties.

My latest article to @intifada: https://t.co/STlKJ3TPGn