aber

[millie @milliemeows_]

im actually like in shock. it was all real
they actually pitched both sides against eachother so the rich can eat babies
where the fuck do we go from here???

[TIMES OF GAZA @Timesofgaza]

Israel has dropped about 200,000 tons of explosives on Gaza since Oct 7, equivalent to nearly 13 Hiroshima bombs.

[Warfare Analysis @warfareanalysis]

Journalist Anas al-Sharif won’t be around to announce the ceasefire as he did the last time,

because Israel assassinated him along with more than 260 other journalists.

[Abubaker Abed @AbubakerAbedW]

Aug 23, 2014

[P.E. Moskowitz @_pem_pem]

all other problems are this problem. all other discourse is a distraction from this

[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.

[Greg Stoker @gregjstoker]

He posted 45 minutes ago and now he’s dead.

Kinetic strike. Most likely keyed off his cell phone signal, which the IDF tracks.

To the “journalists” in the West who toe the line with the NYT editorial board. Any words for your colleague?

[aber @yeaenee]

@diedbruh @akiraeviI @lee_taekyu Ure evil😭

[aber @yeaenee]

@diedbruh @akiraeviI @lee_taekyu “That shouldve been us” - taekyu

[aber @yeaenee]

What could this even accomplish

[Crazy Clips @crazyclips_]

Chiropractor almost suffocated this man…

[noah kulwin @nkulw]

Israel keeps thousands of Palestinian hostages we just never hear about them because Israel puts on the pleasing varnish of formal military occupation. But the violence is still the same. Stealing away loved ones with a gun in the middle of the night

[Lukas (computer) (In SF) 🔺 @SCHIZO_FREQ]

It's 2038. You're the FBI agent charged with apprehending "The Sun King," a mysterious dissident who's been illegally distributing banned substances like glycine and oranges

You trace him to the Carribean. He's living in a castle - an enormous sand castle

Your team studies it for months using drones, trying to find it's weakness. For some reason, it has none. It's made of sand and it's on a beach, but it never falls down or erodes

Your drone technician starts to suspect it may be more sophisticated than it seems. Perhaps it's not sand?

You authorize him to drop a small detonation charge on the roof of the west wing to do material analysis

The tech comes back hours later - "Sir, you're not gonna believe this"

He shows you a video on his iPad. You can see the drone gradually closing in on the castle, positioning itself above the roof and dropping the charge. Seconds before the charge is dropped, a completely naked man climbs out the window and stumbles across the roof. He spreads his legs, adopting a "power pose." The operator decides to drop the charge anyway

The man on the roof raises his arms in the Sun Cult's traditional "Sol Affirmation," and the charge reverses direction - it flies back up towards the drone, as if by magic. It detonates and the video ends as your aerial companion perishes

The drone tech shows you four additional videos, all roughly similar. Every time a charge is dropped the roof man repels them with affirmations and power stances. The tech lets you know he's out of drones, and you decide to make a frontal assault the next night

Everyone gets suited up, and you take a helicopter to the island. It's about 11pm, which you've determined to be the safest time to make an approach. Without fail, every light in the castle goes out after 8pm. Their sleep cycle is impeccable and without deviation. You knew they'd be caught off guard

The team departs the helicopter and marches two miles to the castle. They sneak in through a window in the back - it was exceedingly easy, because every window was wide open. Once inside, you make a mental note that the air seems unusually pleasant somehow - both the aroma and texture. You feel younger

The team explores the castle, but all bedrooms are empty

Eventually you make your way to the dining room, the only part of the castle you haven't investigated yet

You hear munching. The team turns their lights and guns towards the source

At the end of an enormous wooden dining table, you see a single man. He's wearing well-fitted linen and eating oranges like you would an apple, just biting into the peel. There are hundreds sitting in a wicker basket next to him

"I've been expecting you," says the man. "You may know me as the Sun King."

"I sense negativity. What's on your mind? "

He stands up and walks towards you. "Sir, stop right there. You're under arrest"

The Sun King starts laughing. It's a deep, booming laugh - indicative of testosterone levels above 1000ng/dl and a strong abdomen

"You can't arrest me!" he says

The Sun King spreads his legs, adopting the same stance the roof man demonstrated before

He holds his arms in front of him and turns his palms. Instantly, hundreds of traditional Roman swords materialize in the air. They slowly point towards you and your team

He makes a swift motion with his hand and the swords shoot forward, impaling all members of your squad. There are seven swords embedded in your torso

You all fall to the ground, howling in agony as blood spills out of your body

"i've targeted your spleens - the source of all negative qi you've accumulated"

The world fades to black as your life ends

[aber @yeaenee]

@camdza_ how do u order a pizza 2/3 pepperoni

[ppigg @s4m31p4n]

I have to buy a weird beverage from the grocery store every day or else I will die

[aber @yeaenee]

@peanutbuttgal tummy ceviche

[aber @yeaenee]

@CATBRAINCELL my cats at home

[aber @yeaenee]

@catwithaccess right behind my ramen too😿

[aber @yeaenee]

hold up.. lets zoom in here