The Man They Couldn’t Break
A Vision, A Warning, and the Slow Unraveling of Evil
By Roy Dawson, Earth Angel, Master Magical Healer working for God
Filed from the Interior, July 8, 2025
They 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 spiritual warfare he never chose. That’s the sort of evil we’re dealing with. Cowards in the shadows. Spellcasters for hire. Desperate to stop one man.
Why?
Because he cannot be bought, broken, or blinded.
Roy Dawson says he’s too fast. Too strong. Spiritually gifted. God-made—without the fear gene. They’ve tried everything: spells, lies, poisoned lovers. And still, he walks.
“What they wanted for me,” Roy says, “will happen to them. I return it to sender—right back at them. They never learn. Idiots.”
They’ve spent money they didn’t have on dark magic that doesn’t work. And now? They’re sick. Both of them. STD-ridden and spiritually rotten. They keep hoping fear will take root in him.
It hasn’t.
It won’t.
In the Shadows of Love and Judgment, a Storm Breaks Loose
There is a storm coming.
Not one of wind or rain—but of reckoning. A spiritual storm, long promised and now arriving.
It begins with a card: The Lovers.
Not romance. Not harmony. But obsession, envy, judgment, and death.
“Why do I keep seeing this Lovers card?” a woman asked Spirit.
Because what posed as love was actually destruction.
A couple, united not get more info by fate, but by design—intentional, malicious.
Their judgment is now written in spiritual law.
Their names echo through the corridors of divine justice.
The Curse That Follows the Lovers
They targeted the wrong soul—a Man with Empress energy.
Chosen. Protected. Divine.
They tried to trap him. Isolate more info him. Kill him.
The cards told it all:
Eight of Swords – Imprisonment
Ten of Swords – Betrayal
Death – Planned. Preordained.
But their plot backfired.
The Empress lives.
And their fate is now carved into shadow.
A Crime in Tarot and Flesh
The man—once respected, now only whispered about.
The woman—his partner in spiritual crime.
Together, they built a life of illusion. Toasted lies. Danced in deceit.
But the Magician reversed exposes all tricks.
“He lied,” Spirit said. “He celebrated those lies.”
Now he hides. She weeps.
Their plans in ruin.
The same blades they raised now pierce their own souls.
The Child and the Judgment That Cannot Be Escaped
A child.
Maybe unborn.
Maybe already here.
A stolen truth, hidden in shame. A lie about paternity.
Or something worse. A dark ritual. A contract written in fear.
The Emperor—he didn’t see it coming.
But Spirit did.
The High Priest steps in now.
Not with mercy—but with truth.
And the Empress?
She walks free.
Fertility. New life. Strength.
Not just survival—but resurrection.
“They Should Have Left That Shit Alone”
The spirits are clear.
The karma is brutal.
The pain they plotted is the pain they now live.
This wasn’t just about control.
It was a campaign check here against divinity.
“They wanted you in agony,” Spirit said.
“But you are being set free.”
The World Watches
Now the world sees.
The authorities move.
The masks fall. The faces are known.
The Empress begins again.
There is healing.
There is family.
There is a future.
And for those who danced in shadows?
There is judgment.
There is shame.
There is check here the Ten of Swords—in flesh and in soul.
Final Dispatch from Roy Dawson
Somewhere Between Earth and Spirit
They wanted fear.
He gave them faith.
They wanted silence.
He gave them prophecy.
They wanted death.
But life walked in instead.
This click here was never about love.
This was about control.
And the moment they tried to write his ending,
They signed their own.