I don't eat friggin' lobster or anything like that. Because they're alive when you kill it. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I’d give in to the grief but make sure I wasn’t loud enough to draw attention from those who think words will make me feel better. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Tell me not in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
and realized that death was not only a permanent probability, as he had always believed, but an immediate reality. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Then there’s the kind of zombie I’ve become now: the one who has lost everything—his brain, his heart, his light, his direction. He wanders the world, bumping into this, tripping over that, but keeps going and going. That is life after death. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
And then his noise falls completely silent-And he stops struggling-And looking right into my eyes-He dies.My Todd dies. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word... nothing actually happens. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
whats here a cup closed in my true loves hand poisin i see hath been his timeless end. oh churl drunk all and left no friendly drop to help me after. i will kiss thy lips some poisin doth hang on them, to help me die with a restorative. thy lips are warm.yea noise then ill be brief oh happy dagger this is thy sheath. there rust and let me die. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I find relief from the questions only when I concede that I am not obliged to know everything. I remind myself it is sufficient to know what I know, and that what I know, may not always be true. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>