Hope

Hope

When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it -- delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.And sometimes it is enough.

When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it -- delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.And sometimes it is enough.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.

Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Is there a chance?A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?A reason to fight?Is there a chance you may change your mind?Or are we ashes and wine?

Is there a chance?A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?A reason to fight?Is there a chance you may change your mind?Or are we ashes and wine?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He'd do what he always did, find the sweet among the bitter.

He'd do what he always did, find the sweet among the bitter.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.

Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Saving YouThe darkness takes him over, the sickness pulls him in; his eyes—a blown out candle, I wish to go with him.Sometimes I see a flicker— a light that shone from them; I hold him to me tightly, before he's gone again.

Saving YouThe darkness takes him over, the sickness pulls him in; his eyes—a blown out candle, I wish to go with him.Sometimes I see a flicker— a light that shone from them; I hold him to me tightly, before he's gone again.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Hope keeps you alive.

Hope keeps you alive.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

When you don't know where you're going, you drive on the highway.

When you don't know where you're going, you drive on the highway.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

To hope for nothing, to expect nothing, to demand nothing. This is analytical despair.

To hope for nothing, to expect nothing, to demand nothing. This is analytical despair.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

What makes a hero? Courage, strength, morality, withstanding adversity? Are these the traits that truly show and create a hero? Is the light truly the source of darkness or vice versa? Is the soul a source of hope or despair? Who are these so called heroes and where do they come from? Are their origins in obscurity or in plain sight?

What makes a hero? Courage, strength, morality, withstanding adversity? Are these the traits that truly show and create a hero? Is the light truly the source of darkness or vice versa? Is the soul a source of hope or despair? Who are these so called heroes and where do they come from? Are their origins in obscurity or in plain sight?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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