Today we remember🙏💔😪

RT @ZoeAriella_: Michael (9), Amelia (6) hid in a closet after their parents were murdered and little sister kidnapped The heroin Emergenc…

Schreeuwmoslima in Den Bosch uitgeschakeld op haar balkon! Het kan dus wél! m.youtube.com/watch?v=A0Ml-_… #verbiedislam

RT @Sarahsa09309757: L’une des vidéos les plus terrifiantes et bouleversantes que j’aie jamais vues. Un policier arrive pour la première f…

السابع من أكتوبر يوم أذل الله فيه الطغاة والمجرمين بداية نهاية استكبارهم في الأرض بإذن الله الذكرى الثالثة لطوفان الأقصى

“Met het onthoofden, verkrachten, verbranden en verminken van Joden bevrijdde Hamas op 7 oktober 2023 de westerse mens van Auschwitz. Met de projectie van schuld van ’de’ genocide op de erfgenamen is de onaantastbaarheid van de Joodse nagedachtenis van de Holocaust ten einde gekomen”: telegraaf.nl/opinie/leon-de-…

Innocent Gazans. October 7.

Evil creatures ‼️

Carved Into My Heart On the afternoon of October 6, 2023, I felt something changing. The hostile WhatsApp groups I followed suddenly exploded with hatred. Message after message. Anger. Threats. Celebration of something I could not yet see. Something felt wrong. When Shabbat entered, I tried to reach someone in Israel. No answer. It was Shabbat. And while Israel became quiet, somewhere in the darkness evil was preparing to break that silence. The next morning, I woke up. And the world I knew was no longer the same. The images that reached me that morning are carved into my heart forever. Images I wish I had never seen. Faces I will never forget. Stories that still hurt three years later. Today, my thoughts are with those who lost their lives on October 7, with the soldiers who fell protecting their country, with the hostages who never came home, and with everyone who was taken from this world during the long years of war that followed. But today, I think especially of those who remained. The mothers and fathers. The husbands and wives. The children. The brothers and sisters. The friends. The people who somehow had to learn how to wake up every morning with an empty chair, an unanswered phone, a voice they can only hear in their memories, and a place in their heart that nobody else will ever fill. To all of you, I send my love, my energy, and my strength. There are wounds that time cannot erase. There are people we do not "move on" from. We simply learn to carry them differently. And perhaps, little by little, you will become stronger. Not because you have forgotten them. But because you carry them with you. In every memory. In every story. In every tear. In every smile that eventually returns. They lived. They loved. They mattered. And they will not be forgotten. May their memory forever be a blessing. Am Yisrael Chai. 🇮🇱 #TimeToStandUpForIsrael

RT @ZoeAriella_: Last minutes of Noam Shalom and 17 young people were hiding in an ambulance. Some of them were wounded and lying down whil…

Never again!

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OCTOBER 7, 2023 💔🕯️ NEVER FORGET

היום, בוקר שבעה באוקטובר, בשעה 06:29 הדלקנו נר זיכרון בבית הנשיא. שלוש שנים מאז הבוקר הנורא ההוא. שלוש שנים של כאב, של אובדן, ושל זיכרון שלא יימחה. אנחנו מרכינים ראש לזכר הנרצחות והנרצחים, הנופלות והנופלים. יהי זכרם ברוך.

RT @isaacrrr7: Decenas de civiles en el festival Nova intentaron esconderse de los terroristas de Hamás el 7 de octubre. Vieron cómo asesi…

Really?

Three years ago, the world was introduced to Gazan society. Here are Gaza civilians displaying their culture. These videos were proudly recorded and posted by Gaza civilians on Palestinian social media.

RT @Mish_K_: When the policeman calls for anyone to show any sign of life and there is just silence...