The plane touched down in the heat and the casket was heavy. Men carried it off the jet with stiff arms and steady steps. No one spoke. No one had to. The widow stood by with her hands clenched into fists and her eyes dry—not because there were no tears left, but because she'd used them all up.The husband was dead. The father was gone. The body i

Tend the Fire. Keep the World Human.By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer You want to help make the world better. That’s good. That’s noble. But it isn’t easy, and it doesn’t start with speeches or signs or shouting into the wind. It starts with the fire you carry in your chest and the words you keep in your head when no one is wa

???????? NEW Southern Rock Pop — “She’s All Mine” She’s wild. She’s real. And she’s all mine.This song was born the moment he saw her walk by — fierce, fine, and unforgettable.She turned back, smiled, and just like that… her walk changed.He said: “She walked like she was walking it for me.”Now? Every time you play this trac