Hope is a deep well of creativity and life acumen. Hope produces a joyful minute by minute interlude of delight and expectation. Hope is glue. It sticks the hoper to something with structure which may very well keep them alive. Hope is sight; bringing clarity to murky situations and thought projections that seem to end in a descending tunnel of despair. Hope is what keeps us pinned to this planet as it spins in the orbit of the dark blast from which the universes arose. Light flashes brilliantly and beautifully for those who hope. When hope is overshot it fades into the murky void. To live in hope is to face an equal measure of disappointment and success while continuing the trek to a bright expectation.
Kim Cline 2018
Excerpt from In the Fringe: Viewing the Review copyright 2018