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A Message from Darcifer…

May 23, 2025

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A Message from Darcifer: The Spanish-Speaking Black Lab Beyond the Veil Well, well, well… look who’s finally decided to remember me. It’s about time. For those of you new to this strange little corner of the afterlife, allow me to introduce myself. Name’s Darcifer. Some folks called me Darcee but let’s be honest I’ve always…

Episode 54 – Fresh Tarmac & Familiar Tire Tracks.

May 23, 2025

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Mae Faurel

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Fresh Tarmac & Familiar Tire Tracks Or: How Bully Yates Marks His Territory I bumped into a childhood friend today, someone I hadn’t seen in years. We laughed, we caught up and then we landed, as these things tend to go, on him. Yes, our favorite walking caution sign: Bully Yates. Turns out, it wasn’t…

How Does Someone So F*cked Up Live With Themselves?

May 22, 2025

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Mae Faurel

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How Does Someone So F*cked Up Live With Themselves? Pardon my French but honestly, how? It’s the thought that hit me before I even had my tea this morning. Just came barging into my head, uninvited. I wasn’t even thinking about them but it’s like my brain keeps trying to make sense of the senseless.…

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

May 22, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Messages From Beyond

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

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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

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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…

Episode 50 -Earth School…

May 19, 2025

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Mae Faurel

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Earth School: The Characters Who Teach Whether You Like It or Not or did I Cast These People or Was I Set Up? They say we choose our soul family before we’re born – that before we land on Earth, we sit around in some cosmic café, planning our lives over herbal tea and smugness.…

When the Mask Slips: Inheritance, Greed and the Strange Coldness of Family..

May 18, 2025

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Mae Faurel

in Life

They say grief brings people together. But whoever said that clearly never sat across from a relative who sees your pain as a nuisance and your rights as negotiable. I didn’t know how cold someone could be until there was something they wanted to protect, something made of turf, land and legalese. I keep asking…

Granny Frass Weighs In…

May 18, 2025

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Mae Faurel

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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…

A Message from Kevin: Numerology, Seriously?

May 17, 2025

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Mae Faurel

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The Spirit Guide Who Won’t Let Me Be Serious Right, it’s me. Kevin.Yes, that Kevin. The one you occasionally mutter at when you think no one’s listening. Newsflash: we’re always listening. Especially when you start getting all mystical and lighting those weird candles. The scent situation is getting a bit much, by the way. So,…

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