Growing up, our kitchen was a battlefield. The signal to batten down the hatches? Dad’s lunch pail, landing with the force of righteous thunder on the chipped counter. That clanging thermos had more authority than the President. “This is my house,” he’d declare, chest out, sweat still fresh on his brow. “I pay the bills. I’m the boss.�… Read More


“The Inheritance Was Yours, Dammit. And It Still Is.”By Roy Dawson – Earth Angel, Master Magical HealerNothing is hidden. God sees everything.Let me tell you something, and hear me well: God sees everything. Nothing is hidden.Not the deals made in courtrooms.Not the lies written in ink.Not the hands that reached out to steal what wasn’t the… Read More