Those Who Speak of Care but Wound in Secret(written by Roy Dawson Singer Songwriter Poet profit Earth Angel Master Magical Healer)There are two kinds of people in this world.There are the ones who wrong you and admit it, who come to you with rough words and an open heart, wanting to make things right. You may not forgive them easily, but you can lo

The Price They Call LuckThey say you are fortunate. They look at what you have and call it reward. They tell you that you were in the right place at the right time, as if you just happened to land on your feet by accident. You let them talk. It costs you nothing to let them be wrong.​But you remember what it took. The nights when the house was da

There’s a moment in music history—etched deep but rarely spoken—when you realize greatness isn’t always loud. It doesn’t always fill stadiums or flash across selfies in neon lights. Sometimes, it walks quietly among us, buying morning coffee, humming to the tune of its own scars. That’s Roy Dawson, and for the real music lovers, that na

Opinion | The Silent Theft: How Estate Fraud Robs the Dead—and the LivingBy Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical HealerThey always go after the ones they think will never fight back.Not the corporate heirs with platinum legal armor. Not the billionaires who cloister their wealth behind trusts and trustees. No—those aren't the targets. The real

"The Mask and the Cure"The man wore a smile, but it wasn’t real.It sat on his face like a bad hat.Too big. Crooked. Ugly if you looked too long.Inside, he wasn’t smiling.He was tired.Of pretending. Of watching others laugh while he boiled in his own silence. He didn’t know why he liked seeing people suffer. Maybe because misery wants company