She had prayed so long her knees knew the shape of the floor.At night, when the house was quiet and the glow of the phone had finally gone black, she would sit at the edge of her bed and talk to God the way lonely people do. Not with fine words. With need.“Send me a man who is not a boy,” she said.“Send me someone brave. Honest. Loyal. A man

Congress: Kindergarten in Tailored SuitsBy Earth Angel Master Magical Healer Roy DawsonWASHINGTON—If you’ve ever wondered what happens when adults never outgrow the playground, step into Congress on a weekday afternoon. Yesterday, Capitol Hill erupted with more laughter than logic as Pam Bondi calmly dismantled a red-faced senator who couldn’

No One Told You It Would Hurt This LongBy Roy Dawson, Earth Angel, Master Magical HealerA Man Who’s Seen Too Much and Learned to Stand StillI have always wished people the best. Truly.I love seeing people succeed. I love seeing people happy. And I mean it when I say that. But you’d be surprised how many folks look at you sideways when you say s

The Truth About Smear Campaigns: Legal Consequences, Psychological Impact, and How to Protect YourselfIn an age where information spreads at lightning speed—whether through social media, group chats, or workplace gossip—the rise of smear campaigns has become a serious concern. A smear campaign is not just idle gossip; it is an intentional and o

"They Wanted War — I Gave Them Silence"They wanted it to mean something. The stalking, the subtle aggression, the fake names typed on keyboards in dim-lit rooms—they wanted all of it to mean something to me. Like war. They needed the title: Enemy. They needed the chase, the drama, the grand clash of minds. But the silence I gave them instead? T