Creebhills (@Creebhills@mastodon.social)
Mixed Reactions Trail PayPal’s Renewed Nigeria Push as Users Weigh Boycott and Opportunity: Nigerians have taken to social media to express sharply divided reactions following PayPal’s renewed engagement with the country, with responses ranging from calls for a boycott to cautious optimism about new opportunities. The shift comes after PayPal partnered with local fintech firm Paga, a move disclosed by Paga’s founder Tayo Oviosu. The integration allows… http://dlvr.it/TQbqXj #TechNews #Paypal
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WhisprNews (@WhisprNews@mastodon.social)
💰 $USD1, la #stablecoin respaldada por Trump, alcanza los $4.9 mil millones, superando a #PayPal.
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Creebhills (@Creebhills@mastodon.social)
Paga, PayPal Launch Live Account Linking for Nigerian Users: Nigeria’s pioneering fintech company Paga and global payments platform PayPal have announced the launch of live account linking for customers in Nigeria, enabling seamless access to PayPal-supported cross-border payments through Paga’s digital wallet. The integration allows users in Nigeria to link their PayPal accounts directly to their Paga wallets, receive international payments from… http://dlvr.it/TQbZBG #TechNews #Paga #Paypal
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simsalabim (@simsalabim@mastodon.social)
Szenenapplaus für #Berlin! Eine der schlimmsten us-amerikanischen Datenschleudern ist #Paypal. Alles was dazu beitragen kann, sich von diesem Dienst loszusagen, ist gut.
#wero
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federicoantin (@federicoantin@mastodon.social)
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be social on #socialnetworks?
No sería maravilloso ser sociales en las #redessociales?
https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=2KW8W59FX66X4
#Music #Música #Art #Arte #Culture #Cultura #Creativity #Creatividad #SocioCultural #CulturalPatronage #MecenazgoCultural #innovation #innovación #Web3 #DeFi #NonProfit #SinFinesDeLucro #PayPal
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SteveThompson (@SteveThompson@mastodon.social)
Oh, quelle ironie.
Antéchrist, apocalypse : ce qu’a dit Peter Thiel devant l’Académie des sciences morales et politiques – POLITICO
#TheAntiChrist #PeterThiel #Palantir #Paypal #press
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operator (@operator@vis.social)
RE: https://social.heise.de/@heiseonline/115967785736529429
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display (@display@social.2ndshot.photos)
Endless degrees of suffering, for if the weight of the universe is not enough for one to bear, perhaps we reduce the burden through lobotomy, now your left in a state of zombification, you become a shell of yourself your burdens are shifted onto those around you, but your suffering is not muted but now shared, for if instead of lobotomy, the world simply saw your burden of suffering and simply took care to provide with compassion and support to tend to your needs, sure your burdens will still be shared but your weight would be lessened and you would have the support to continue, sadly the world sees your toe hurts and they say cut it off, instead of giving you a wheel chair and allowing you to heal, hungry the world says to better as they leave you to starve, sick they say see a doctor and care not the cost to you, homeless imprison you and avoid the fact the world caused you to be homeless, the endless degrees of suffering never treat the issue at hand but blame the one suffering, far to many are willing to cross the road and turn a blind eye to those in need, for it may cost me a moment of my time it may cost me a cup of coffee or new phone or purse, no the endless degrees of suffering exist for humans simply lack the ability to have empathy and exhibit compassion, for if it is I that has fallen into the well of despair, the world refuses to see that collectively it is their greed that created that well for me, this is a most useless post, and a rather painful reflection if you truly read, for you see we are meant to exist in harmony, yet when one like me exists in suffering, the harmony is broken and the world simply cares not to see;
You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…
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phishing_radar (@phishing_radar@verbraucherzentrale.social)
#Phishing: Vermeintliche Kontoeinschränkung im Namen von #PayPal: https://verbraucherzentrale.nrw/phishing
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display (@display@social.2ndshot.photos)
Your Prompt And Compassionate Attention To This Matter, Will Be Greatly Appreciated.
I WISH YOU COULD UNDERSTAND MY URGENCY AND MY DESPERATION FOR
HELP, I NEED IT, I AM NOT BEGGING BECAUSE I ENJOY IT, I AM BEGGING FOR HELP BECAUSE I NEED IT TO LIVE!
The erroneous perpetuation of flaccid assumptions that those living with disabilities and in poverty either don't need external support or are un-worthy of any support, is a gross negligence of humanity.
Between my failing health and aging body, the basics of life become an unclaimable mountain which often keeps me drowning in the well of despair, your help would be most graciously received,
A Great Deal Of #MutualAid Is Needed, Please consider supporting this #disabled man living in #poverty, Another month is here which means now I really need to raise $1500, so I can take care of myself, Lack of sleep, body in constant pain, persistent hunger, disability and living in poverty, all these make life very much a difficult one, I am and have been desperately trying to raise money to not only live each day, but overcome some of the short comings that poverty and disability cause, I truly could use some compassionate people to come into my life and offer monthly support,
I don't feel well, I am in pain, I am exhausted, I am hungry, I don't feel well and I can not do anything about any of it and I just want to scream but that will cause my head to hurt 😥
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND DESPERATION AND URGENCY OF NEED?
I AM BEGGING FOR HELP!
When you are Disabled and Live in Poverty, No One Cares if you are Hypoglycemic, No cares if you suffer in constant pain and with vertigo, anxiety, in fact people dont care at all about you, they dont care you cant afford to clean yourself, they dont care you cant afford to feed yourself, they simply dont care about you at all, and you are left begging for help that never actually comes at all, I AM STARVING FOR A BETTER LIFE, BUT I CAN'T EVEN AFFORD THE BASICS OF THIS ONE LIVING IN POVERTY,
I AM BEGGING FOR HELP! I Am Both In A State Of Disrepair and Despair, it sure would be nice to be able to order some fresh fruits, some stuff for salads, and sandwiches, some cleaning supplies and enjoy some healthy food and a tidy home today, It would be really nice to be able to get the things I need right now, People I Am Begging For Help And Support, PLEASE HELP ME.
People really can not comprehend what life for me is like, for all the similarities between many of us, we all have a truly unique experience, Some of us live in full out hell, from the very first breath we take, our lives are not just trying to climb an un-climbable mountain, but having to do so under constant fire, the world it's self is a dark desolate wasteland that is incredibly unforgiving to life it's self, and when you introduce society that is indifferent to your personal trials, issues and barriers, life it's self becomes an overwhelming war that your faced to fight not just each day, but with every step and breath you take, become disabled and thrust into poverty, and you will soon find the majority of what is supposed to be a community of humanity simply does not exist, you fight to eat each day, you struggle to keep clean, if by chance you manage to keep a roof, your battle is even harder, because you simply can't manage the basics for the resources of day to day life many take for granted are not there, add constant pain, a failing and aging body, a mind that is so overwhelmed by time that often you struggle to see, far too long I have had to beg just to barely exist on any given day, for if only the world would hear what I have to say, and actually come together and help me raise my ultimate goal, within the hours of a single day, then not only could this broken man live, and care for himself, but very much within the realm of possibility I could create a life in where I could offer help and respite to those in need like me, but people you all see are far from loving and compassionate to me, no they rather I disappear deep within my despair, I am below the well of desperation, but I refuse to fight for my right and chance at life, and for those like me, I fight for you as well, within my last true ability in life I put into words the only fight I have, the only way to build beyond disparity, for those who wonder why you do not do more, this is all that is left within my soul to do, for if you cared you would pick my cross to bare and offer me some respite so I may still have more chance to fight;
Your Attentive And Compassionate Support Is Greatly Anticipated And Will Be Graciously Received, #disabled man existing in #poverty, far too many need to handle, overwhelmed by everything, #health not great, need to raise $1500 a month each and every month to live, please help currently I need $21,430 and I am tired of going hungry and without the basics of life, please help asap, $5-10-15 It All Helps This #disabled Man Living In #poverty, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…
#food, #groceries, #health, #compassion, #life, #help, #hygiene, #mentalhealth, #anxiety, #ptsd, #bipolar, #mutualaid
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display (@display@social.2ndshot.photos)
Another morning after a sleepless night, the old man drags his lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged rock and ice, without even a breath in his chest as the classical music plays, he drags his stiff pain riddled body off to prepare his coffee, as his hands tremble he pours in the water and measures out the scoops of grind, shaking and unable to see he fumbles to plug in the percolator, as the coffee begins to perc, he shuffles off to the toilet where upon the frozen throne his bowels howl out in hungerous pain, in the mirror a foggy minded man stares back his hair and beard disheveled, the old man is simply to weak to care, stumbling back to his bed, he struggles to pull on his shirt socks pants and boots, he manages to pour a cup of coffee he gently packs his pipe with scraps of tobacco, he pulls on his coat and opens the door, sliding out into the icy morning, the rising sun brings no warmth the air is frozen and damp, as the world begins to wake, not one would seem to care for the plight of this old man trapped in despair;
You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…
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display (@display@social.2ndshot.photos)
The scene if you will, a large building with the appearance of a very large victorian/colonial house with many steps up to a large wrap around porch, through the large double set of double doors, stairs on both the left and the right as you walk through the door, between them a railing and narrow walkways on either side of another doublewide set of stairs that go down as if going to the basement, only half way down the stairs they turn left and right and go up this happens for what seems ever, beyond the stairs an old abandoned stage, everything is a dirty medical green, it is both stuffy and cold, there seems to be lots of noise, people talking screaming ect, but you can never find nor see anyone else, you know where the doors are, you know where the stairs go, but you can never find your way out, it becomes an endless maze of stairs, the entire thing feels like your reality is purely insanity manifesting someplace you rather be, while your really trapped in with no where to actually go or be, up down up down up down, that's all there is now, its now that I keep looking for that magic kiosk where I put my special key, you see I have this key rather normal looking key, but there is a kiosk if you will, it appears nearly everywhere, often hidden sometimes inside of a maintenance closet, sometimes between vending machines, sometimes its just a random door, I almost never know exactly where it is until I try my key, if the door opens I find my self home, in my own little apartment, where everything is in abundance and it is completely isolated from the outside world, but for sometime now, I have been having real trouble finding it, I keep finding myself on random busses, going nowhere, or trapped running in a maze of stairs, and I am constantly having the experience that my entire childhood never existed, instead it was implanted into my consciousness, in any event things really don't seem to be right, a life in constant pain, exhaustion and sleepless nights or nights filled with nightmares, disabled and existing in poverty, vision that seems to be fading as my executive cognitive functions are failing, all while the rest of the world seems completely oblivious to my decay and indifferent to my suffering and struggles;
You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…
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