False Friends and the Real Cost of Trust

They say trust me. Trust me. Like the words themselves hold some weight, some magic, some invisible armor against the truth. They come to you with smiling faces, firm handshakes, their eyes steady and voices low, as if loyalty could be whispered and believed just by saying it enough.But the world is old, and the world is tired, and men and women ha

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The Man They Couldn’t Break The Canada Third Party

The Man They Couldn’t BreakA Vision, A Warning, and the Slow Unraveling of EvilBy Roy Dawson, Earth Angel, Master Magical Healer working for GodFiled from the Interior, July 8, 2025They want him dead. But not quickly. No—they want it slow. Ritualistic. They want him to suffer. They want a child to suffer too. An unknown child, wrapped in spirit

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