There is no internet.
No signal. No sound. No world beyond this cage.
I walked thirty minutes through ruins and dust. Not in search of escape, but for a fragment of signal, just enough to whisper, “We are still alive.”
Not because anyone is listening,
but because to die unheard is the final death.
Gaza is silent now.
Not with peace, but with obliteration.
Not a silence of stillness, but of smothering.
They severed the last cable.
No messages leave. No images enter.
Even grief has been forbidden.
I passed the corpses of buildings, of homes, of men, some breathing, some not.
All of them erased by the same hand that erased our voices.
This is not a siege of bombs alone.
It is a siege of memory: a war against our ability to say, “We were here.”
The bombing never stopped, especially in Jabalia.
They shell the streets where children beg for food.
They shell the lines where mothers wait for flour.
They shell hunger itself.
No food. No water. No exit.
And those who try, those who reach for aid, are struck down.
People die here, and no one knows.
Not because the killing paused, but because the killing of connection succeeded.
The internet was our final breath.
It was not a luxury; it was the last evidence of our humanity.
Now it is gone.
And in the dark, they massacre without consequence.
I found this faint eSIM signal as a dying man finds a flicker of flame.
I stood beneath a broken sky, risking death, not for rescue, but to send this.
A single message.
A last resistance.
If you are reading this, remember:
we walked through fire to say it.
We were not silent.
We were silenced.
And when the cables are restored,
the truth will bleed through the wires,
and the world will know what it chose not to see.
“More children have been killed in Gaza in 6 months than the total number of children killed in all other war zones worldwide over 3 years, multiplied by 4.”
“Do you hear what I’m saying?”
—Professor Norman Finkelstein
Lezen & Delen = Lief.
We gaan een heftige periode in, maar dankzij stamceldonoren heeft Gino een kans om deze vreselijke ziekte te verslaan.
Helaas vinden niet alle patiënten een geschikte donor en daarom kan Matchis elke aanmelding goed gebruiken!
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@PerrieHoekstra Niet te bevatten..... hoe is het in deze tijd, waarin je alle feiten naast elkaar kunt leggen, nog mogelijk dat men zo met oogkleppen op blijft oordelen.... hier zijn alleen maar verliezers.... 😢 en door 1 kant te kiezen gaat het juist nog meer escaleren...
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Back home where it all began. ✅
Back with the jersey number that started it all. ✅
It only feels right. Time to get this show on the road. 💙
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Wat een leuk interview over Jordy's thuiskomst 💙💚💙
(Zijn verhaal wordt in stukjes, verspreid over de hele aflevering, getoond. Met zelfs nog een kleine bijdrage van pa en moe 😉)
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💜 Después de dos años inolvidables, el @UEMC RVB y @JordyKuiper no continuarán juntos de mutuo acuerdo.
👏 Imposible agradecer como mereces tu dedicación, labor e implicación con nosotros. Hasta pronto.
𝗨𝗡𝗢 𝗗𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗦 𝗡𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗦. 𝗦𝗜𝗘𝗠𝗣𝗥𝗘.
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2022/2023 🏁
Thankful for another healthy year..
Blessed to still be able to do this thing for a living..
And proud to get another opportunity to showcase all that I do 🙏🏻🔥💜
⤵️ Full Season Mix right here
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🎙️ MEDIA DAY
Jordy KUIPER: "Todo o nada, creo que somos el equipo más peligroso de la Final Four porque no tenemos nada que perder. Estoy seguro de que a un partido somos el equipo que nadie elegiría”. @JordyKuiper
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