Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
My life was going to flash before my eyes, but it decided to hide behind my eyes and quake with terror instead. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shoreWhere neither piping bird nor peeping dawnDisturbs the eternal sleep,But in the stillness far withdrawnOur dreamless rest for evermore we keep. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Bushido is realized in the presence of death. This means choosing death whenever there is a choice between life and death. There is no other reasoning. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today. The wind will be soft and mellow and your hilltop will tremble. As you reach the end of your dance you will look at the sun, for you will never see it again in waking or in dreaming, and then your death will point to the south. To the vastness. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I was diamond on the outside, and I would not break.Inside, though, I was already broken. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Nico found a sort of freedom in knowing that eventually, no matter what happened, he would end up at the foot of his father’s throne. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Only those few who are able to surpass their fear of death completely can fully experience the highest forms of life; not the mundane life of the mortal, but the godly life of the resurrected. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Death and life are the same thing-like the two sides of my hand, the palm and the back. And still the palm and the back are not the same...They can be neither separated, nor mixed. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>