Canada and the Privileged LadyBy Truth SpeaksCanada watched her like a storm on a lake—drawn in by the noise, yet cautious of the damage. They called her privileged, polished, a leader. But Roy called her none of those things. He was blunt: no leader at all.She moved through rooms like a storm aware of the cameras—sharp smile, head tilted just

September 20, 2025By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical healerSomebody out here isn't who they say they are.They smile in my face, wear my name on their lips like lipstick, but they don’t know who they are. They look in mirrors and see my face. They try to walk like me, talk like me. They’ve borrowed my voice and stitched it onto a throat th

They say a man is forged in fire. And if that’s true, then Roy Dawson is no man—he is steel turned to soul, fire turned to flesh. You don't survive what he survived. You don't walk through the kind of betrayal that breaks a lesser man in half and come out the other side with your heart still beating unless you're touched by something higher. Ro

Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer Speaks Might Write It: A Short Reflection on Theft, Spirit, and Silent VengeanceThey took the house.Not by force, not with guns or hard fists like men might, but quiet—like thieves with powdered hands and snake eyes. They came with smiles and false memories. Said they were friends, lovers, kin. But the