UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Tag: poetry

  • Turquoise Doors and Wildflowers…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Now, WordPress… when you say artists, what exactly are we talking about here? Painters? Musicians? Poets? Or the neighbor who turns her front garden into a wild, defiant explosion of daisies and old wheelbarrows every spring? Because I have favorites in all those categories. If it’s painters you mean, then give me Van Gogh, the…

  • Inflation, Puppets, and the Great Reset…

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    Mae Faurel
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    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…

  • Where the Sky Remembers Me..

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    Mae Faurel
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    It’s a life far from the noise and nonsense of this one. Here, creativity isn’t just something you do; it’s the heartbeat of everything. Stories aren’t just told; they glow, shimmer, and come alive in colors and light. Every sunrise? A fresh story waiting to be lived, a new adventure knocking at the door, a…

  • Episode – 63 The Will Whisperers…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Masters of the Side Chat, Destroyers of Transparency. Every family has them. They don’t shout. They don’t slam doors. They don’t leave paper trails. They just whisper… and somehow, everything tilts their way. Meet the Will Whisperers: The quietly powerful manipulators of inheritance drama. Their Natural Habitat: Hallway corners during wakes. Kitchens where the tea’s…

  • Ghosted by the Living..

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    Mae Faurel
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    When Executors, Siblings & Solicitors Vanish Like Smoke Let’s talk about the silence. Not the dignified kind. The deafening kind.The kind where emails are left unread. Phone calls fade into nothing.The kind where you start wondering if your own grief has made you invisible. Welcome to Ghosting: Probate Edition. What Is Ghosting in the World…

  • The Eternal Lost and Found…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Dear Earthlings, It’s me again. Yes, I’m still dead. Yes, the tae is still terrible. And no, Cher has not made an appearance yet, despite what the rumors say. Today, I stumbled into one of the lesser-known corners of the afterlife: The Eternal Lost and Found. It’s basically a giant celestial warehouse where every sock,…