Bad Investmentsthey say you really find out who your true friends are when your ship is sinking God has always been there for me You sit there, shaking. The walls too loud. The silence louder. You feel like you’re losing your mind.You ask yourself, “Do I belong to this?”This thing.This darkness.This circle that chants and spits and throws cur

The Truth Still BreathesBy Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical HealerThe boy was not thrown away. He was placed. There’s a difference. One is done in a fit of rage, the other with cold hands and colder plans. You don’t throw something you want to forget. You place it—like a trap. Or a body.They thought he’d break.He didn’t.They thought