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  • They Don’t Make Blue Gerberas

    They Don’t Make Blue Gerberas

    Green ones, either. I’m gonna waltz over to the CoinStar at the nearby Walmart Spookycenter and then go pray in TriBeCa. Your lightly-overcast presence is always desired. read more

  • Someone Tore Up Jesus’ Daisy

    Someone Tore Up Jesus’ Daisy

    Some time back, a friend of mine (the same friend who received libelous texts and criminally-actionable “deepfake” photos of me from the phone number belonging to Special Agent Katie Batilla, back on August 26, 2024) …remarked how my endless parade of flowers might be a slight against God, since it might seem like I’m “worshipping” her. I gave it some thought, and decided I needed to show equal reverence for my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. So, for the last few weeks I’ve been tending to a daisy in front of His statue at the Catholic Church closest to my… read more

  • An Open Letter to Diane

    An Open Letter to Diane

    My mother, Diane Faber, has contributed to the current state of affairs by continually imposing her ill will on my life and my relationship with “Eli,” going back to 2002. Back then, she called the police to Eli’s home after I snuck out late one night to be with her. Thus, my mom’s animosity towards Eli resulted in our first “act” coming to an untimely end. Two years later, in March 2004, Eli and I reconciled, but I was still living in my mother’s home at the time. Diane gave me an ultimatum: either break up with K…Eli, or immediately… read more

  • Como La Flor

    Como La Flor

    To give you a more detailed explanation of how my memory works/doesn’t: I distinctly remember bringing you a single Gerbera Daisy regularly, when you lived with your Ma in the Medical Center. I remember picking them up from 1-800-Flowers on Bandera Road across from the roller rink, usually on my way over after school. And, according to a recent court filing, they ARE your favorite type of flower. What I absolutely do NOT remember is the exact conversation that prompted me to begin bringing you this specific type of flower. Maybe you thought it at me, telepathically? Dunno. Additionally, I… read more

  • Jubilee 2025

    Jubilee 2025

    Today, I went to church twice. I started at Our Lady of Hope, a Roman Catholic Church in Carle Place, NY. The gospel described Jesus’ temptation by the devil while in the desert. The homily touched on God’s mercy on Moses, despite his errors. I get a little emotional in church, because after almost 2 dozen hospitalizations these past 2 years, it is plainly apparent that God could have taken my life at any point. He saved me, instead. Later, the parish was invited to visit a nearby Byzantine Catholic Church, St. Andrew’s, as part of the 2025 Jubilee Year.… read more

  • Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog

    Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog

    “Another historic name for the area is Frog Hollow, which is still used colloquially and is the source of the Carle Place Union Free School District’s mascot.” –Wikipedia   read more

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This is how it all started…

Twenty years ago, in 2002, I fell in love and never fell out. We reconciled in 2004. I broke off contact in 2005, because I was too selfish, afraid, and stupid to maintain a long-distance relationship. We ping’ed in 2019, with a full-blown reconnect in 2023. I was in the midst of a psychiatric/spiritual/existential crisis. She helped me. Seemingly scorned and misreading my mind over the astral plane, she then tried to hurt me for my follies & transgressions in the past, but God intervened. I love you, My Darling Eternal.

Grant Faber

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