Category: Life
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The Cage They Call Normal…
Look around you, And ask yourself: Are you living, Or are you just part of their system? Do you ever stop and think about the governments of the world? Honestly, do they really have our best interests at heart? Because from where I’m standing, all I see is a system built to tax us, poison…
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Gravity or Just Hot Air?
You know, the more I sit and think about it, the more I realize nearly everything we’ve been told is a lie. School books, government advice, news headlines, all served up neat and tidy so we swallow it without a blink. But once you open your mind and actually look, things start to fall apart…
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Inflation, Puppets, and the Great Reset…
I’m sitting here tired after a long day in the charity shop, and one thing I can’t ignore anymore is how many people are turning to second-hand. Not because it’s quirky or trendy, but because they have no choice. Families, pensioners, and students are all looking for ways to make ends meet. Why pay silly…
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Hugging a Stone Post: The Family I Loved but Never Belonged To…
Favored, Abandoned, or Just Misunderstood? Yesterday, while chatting with Phil over on For Singles and Couples, one sentence stuck with me: “Were you favored, even though you apparently ‘abandoned’ everyone to go to the States?” It made me pause. In some ways, I was both. I was Granny Frass’s favorite, and Aunty Fan’s too. They…
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Aliens, Ancestors, or Just a Cloud? You Decide…
What the hell is this thing in the sky?! Honestly, for a moment, I thought I was looking at the beginning of a nuclear blast. Then I decided it had to be aliens making a flamboyant entrance. But the “official” word is… It’s just an anvil cloud. Now, maybe I’m supposed to nod politely and…
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How Ideas Find Me (Whether I Like It or Not)…
Where Do My Quare Ideas Come From? Someone asked me the other day where I get my quare ideas for my posts. Now, I wish I could tell you there was some grand, mystical process. I sit in a candlelit room, summoning the muses while wearing a flowing robe, and they whisper inspiration into my…
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The Day a Butterfly Went Bargain Hunting…
When Butterflies Walk Through the Door… I was in the charity shop yesterday, doing my usual, folding, tidying, chatting away, when a butterfly just floated in through the door. Not in a hurry, not panicking like some stray wasp… no, this one was gliding like it owned the place. Last year, I saw none. Not…
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Who’s Messing with the Big Tap in the Sky?…
You can say what you want, but I believe the weather here is controlled. Don’t give me the ‘It’s just the Atlantic’ spiel, I’ve lived under this sky long enough to know it’s not just random. My phone pings: ‘Rain stopping in 30 minutes.’ And sure enough, like clockwork, it stops. I barely have time…
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The Stranger at The Funeral – Part 2 …
The Spin Cycle… The night after we buried Dad, it was just Bully Junior and me. I cracked open a bottle of wine and poured a glass for him. He said he wasn’t feeling well. We sat in silence. Not peaceful silence, just blank space. Grief. Tension. Avoidance. Then off he went to bed. I…
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Under the Will… Over the Tea ☕
Two Mugs and a Bit of Peace… Yesterday I sat at my kitchen table with a proper mug of tea, not one of those delicate cups you have to pinch with your fingers and drink like you’re in Downton Abbey, a real, weighty mug you can wrap your hands around. It struck me that the…
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 