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Sir Percival, Supreme Feline & Unofficial Ruler of the Afterlife Garden..

May 22, 2025

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Ahem. Well, well, well… what do we have here? Another year, another aerial bombardment. I must say, you humans are a curious species. A little bird drops its business on you and you act like it’s a sign from the heavens. In a way, it is but not for the reasons you lot think. Back…

Sir Percival the Ever-Smug

May 21, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Well, well, well… if it isn’t you lot, still flapping about like headless pigeons while I, Sir Percival, lounge luxuriously on a celestial windowsill overlooking eternity. Yes, I’m dead. No, I don’t miss you. But I do keep tabs because someone has to maintain standards around here. Let me tell you something about life, peasants:…

Stop Acting Like The World Owes You Something – Granny Frass

May 20, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Granny Frass’s Message from Beyond… Ooh now, pull up a chair and stop acting like the world owes you something. It don’t. Never did, never will. The sooner you wrap your noggin around that, the freer you’ll be. Life’s a wild old ride – sometimes it’ll toss you into a ditch, other times it’ll hand…

Granny Frass Weighs In…

May 18, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Chrome Don’t Cover Cowardice: A Message from Granny Frass… Well now, look who’s thinking of me. I felt your heart tugging at the spirit strings this morning, like a little bird calling for home. I been watching you, you know. Watching you hold your head up high while folks round you carry on like peacocks…

Episode 48 – The Soul Contract Nobody Warned Me About..

May 17, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Kin and Consequenes

The Soul Contract Nobody Warned Me About Or: Who Signed Me Up for Bully & Fanny?! Long before I set foot (or boot) on this turf, I apparently had a meeting. A cosmic, high-vibrational, incense-filled kind of meeting. Picture it: velvet robes, lots of knowing nods and probably a harp playing softly in the background.…

The Will, the Drama, and the Silence of Bully..

May 16, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Scene: A cozy kitchen in the great beyond. A kettle whistles. There’s the soft clink of china, the rustle of angel robes and the faint smell of turf, lavender and a hint of disapproval. My dearly departed crew have gathered to discuss current events from Faurel Hill. Mom (wiping her hands on a ghostly tea…

Family, Ghosting and the Art of Folding ‘Em

May 14, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Hey kid, Figured it was about time I checked in again. I don’t say much up here, old habits die hard, apparently. But I’ve been watching. And thinking. There’s a lot of quiet in the afterlife. Gives a man time to reflect on the things he said, the things he didn’t and the things he…

Episode 45 – Granny Frass’s Golden Rule…

May 14, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Kin and Consequenes

Granny Frass’s Golden Rule: Blood is Thicker Than Bank Accounts. You know, back in Granny Frass’s day, family wasn’t something you negotiated with. It wasn’t a transaction or a competition. It was a given. You were born into the tribe and that meant you belonged. For better or worse. Granny Frass didn’t just raise her…

A Word from Granny Frass…

May 13, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

Well now, look who finally sat still long enough to hear from their old granny. I’ve been meaning to send a message down but between teaching the angels how to compost and replanting the rose beds by the Pearly Gates – they were a mess, bless them – I’ve had my hands full. You’d think…

Episode 42 -A Retrospective from the Delusional Files..

May 12, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Kin and Consequenes

A Retrospective from the Delusional Files: What in the Hell Were Bully & Fanny Thinking? Sometimes I look back and wonder… not at me for surviving it all but at them. Bully Yates and Fanny McFox, strutting around Faurel Hill like they were the stars of a Netflix docudrama called ‘Entitled & Oblivious’. What were…

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