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Posted On: February 17th 2025, 01:28 pm
Today is October 500, 2023. While for the rest of the world the calendar shows the year 2025, for 73 hostages, their families, and so many in Israel, it is still #October7, 2023.
Did you ever stop to think, "What if that was me? What if that was my most beloved person on earth?" What if your house were set on fire with a burning substance, turning it into an instant inferno? What if your loved one were monstrously violated and then executed? What if you were taken hostage—limbs frozen with panic, mouth dry from fear, not knowing whether these are the last minutes of your life or if you'll ever see your loved ones again?
Did you ever imagine what it's like to be chained in a tunnel 30 meters deep, barely breathing humid, suffocating air, sharing a 6-meter space with five others—only a meter to survive in for 500 days? If you're using the imperial system, imagine the same: 100 feet deep, with a foot as your living space.
Did you ever eat a meal and think about the hostages being purposely starved, to the point that you pushed your plate away because you couldn't bear the thought of them eating even an occasional piece of bread and drinking filthy water? Many of us did, more than once.
Did you ever stop to think of what 500 days in isolated, dark captivity does to a person—the physical damage, the mental scarring, the abuse, and the starvation?
Did you ever watch 500 days go by and feel that time didn't move? This is how we feel, and it will be October 7th for us until the very last hostage is back home—the living for rehab, the dead for burial.
You have to be a Martian not to know the stories the released hostages tell. So many of them were kept in complete isolation from the world for one year and four months, learning the shattering news about their families only upon their return. And I won't say a word about the inevitable comparisons any decent person would have in mind when watching the human skeletons released last week. We all know that every passing week means the released hostages are in worse shape than the week before.
If you didn't stop for one second these past 500 days, I'd rather think you're a Martian than realize you simply don't care.>>>
Did you ever stop to think, "What if that was me? What if that was my most beloved person on earth?" What if your house were set on fire with a burning substance, turning it into an instant inferno? What if your loved one were monstrously violated and then executed? What if you were taken hostage—limbs frozen with panic, mouth dry from fear, not knowing whether these are the last minutes of your life or if you'll ever see your loved ones again?
Did you ever imagine what it's like to be chained in a tunnel 30 meters deep, barely breathing humid, suffocating air, sharing a 6-meter space with five others—only a meter to survive in for 500 days? If you're using the imperial system, imagine the same: 100 feet deep, with a foot as your living space.
Did you ever eat a meal and think about the hostages being purposely starved, to the point that you pushed your plate away because you couldn't bear the thought of them eating even an occasional piece of bread and drinking filthy water? Many of us did, more than once.
Did you ever stop to think of what 500 days in isolated, dark captivity does to a person—the physical damage, the mental scarring, the abuse, and the starvation?
Did you ever watch 500 days go by and feel that time didn't move? This is how we feel, and it will be October 7th for us until the very last hostage is back home—the living for rehab, the dead for burial.
You have to be a Martian not to know the stories the released hostages tell. So many of them were kept in complete isolation from the world for one year and four months, learning the shattering news about their families only upon their return. And I won't say a word about the inevitable comparisons any decent person would have in mind when watching the human skeletons released last week. We all know that every passing week means the released hostages are in worse shape than the week before.
If you didn't stop for one second these past 500 days, I'd rather think you're a Martian than realize you simply don't care.>>>
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a year agosharonerde
Many of us fast today in solidarity. Many of us will scream tonight at rallies. I hope wherever you are, you'll scream with us too. #BringThemHomeNow 🎗
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