[A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself — my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong turns that have stacked unbearable regret upon my shoulders. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I'm pretty much looking for beauty all the time. It just seems like some days the light is better to see it. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Even on the poorest streets people could be heard laughing. Some of these streets were completely dark, like black holes, and the laughter that came from who knows where was the only sign, the only beacon that kept residents and strangers from getting lost. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it—love—nobility—big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces no science could reach, but they existed for ever, full of woods some of them, and arched with majestic sky and a friend. . . Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There is a moment in our healing journey when our denial crumbles; we realize our experience and it's continued effects on us won't "just go away". That's our breakthrough moment. It's the sun coming out to warm the seeds of hope so they can grow our personal garden of empowerment. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I still believe in man in spite of man. I believe in language even though it has been wounded, deformed, and perverted by the enemies of mankind. And I continue to cling to words because it is up to us to transform them into instruments of comprehension rather than contempt. It is up to us to choose whether we wish to use them to curse or to heal, to wound or to console. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Rien ne va arrêter ma quête pour te trouver" No one will stop my quest to find you. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>