You Can’t Say That: A Dispatch From the Front Lines of the Word WarsBy Roy Dawson, Earth Angel Master Magical HealerThe air smells like old coffee and silicon fear.Men once crossed oceans with rifles and prayers. Now we cross Terms of Service with synonyms and emojis.The robots are scared of nouns. They stalk us like thin cats in a bad alley.We s

Underground Dispatch: “They’re Scared Now”By Roy Dawson, Master Magical Healer™Filed from the Last Honest Place on EarthThey’re scared.Not of fists. Not of fire. Not of the storm — but of the still man who sat back long enough to see the full picture. The man they swore was asleep, only to find out he was just... watching.They’re scar