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.�

Roy Dawson Doesn’t FlinchBy John Anson (NEWS)God doesn’t pick the loudest ones. He picks the ones who bleed for others and don’t complain about it. That’s Roy Dawson.Roy is the kind of man who walks into a room and the air changes. Not because he says something, but because he doesn’t have to. He’s seen things most men don’t believe i

THE SUNDAY FRONTLINEJuly 2025 | Special ReportBy Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical HealerA Long Betrayal in a Quiet TownWhat Happens When Secrets Rot in the LightIn a town that drinks its coffee black and keeps its secrets darker, a storm is cracking the porcelain face of a once-trusted family. Beneath the surface of well-pruned hedges and plas

There’s Nothing More Left to DoBy Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer They say, “Why would God favor him or her and not me?”Well—I say, have you checked your behavior?Did you light candles and chant names with bad intentions? Then come home, take your mask off, and melt down in private like the weight of your own contradictions jus

The Sound of His Silence visionBy Roy Dawson, Earth Angel, Master Magical HealerWhen a prophet receives a vision, it is never slow. It’s not like a gradual sunrise, where each moment is crisp, clear, and distinct. No. A true vision is a flash—a bolt of lightning that illuminates everything in an instant and leaves you gasping for breath. It’s