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

The Fool, The Heart, and The Price We PayEverybody plays the fool sometime. There’s a truth in that, as plain as the sun setting in the west. You’ve seen it. I’ve seen it. We’ve all seen it. The fool is not a fool because of ignorance but because of the simple, human act of trusting. Trusting in dreams that fade before our eyes, in hearts t