"Know ye the Truth!"

"Know ye the Truth and the Truth shall set you Free!"

PTL! Thank you for wisdom LORD. Thank you for your WORD!

I thought I knew the truth. It wasn't her fault. She was a beautiful woman that was taken advantage of. Men exploited her beauty and her body and left her with a litter of unwanted children. My poor mother did the best she could. She married that pervert for me, for us. It was really our fault. If we had never been born her life would have been much better. She could have been a great actress or a great writer. Then we came along and ruined her life.

We weren't just unwanted burdens, we were BLACK! The most hideous color GOD could plague us with. We were unworthy, unwanted, no count and we were never going to amount to s***! The only reason we were so smart was because we went to white schools, sitting in classes with white children and enlightened by white teachers made us very intelligent. That wouldn't have happened if she hadn't sacrificed her life and married that black a** pervert.

That is the garbage she feed us. That is the ignorant garbage that she spewed out of her foul mouth. The garbage that my grandfather told me to ignore.

"I keep your muthaf***** a**holes open!" She would scream for hours without end.

PTL! How did I make it? Divine intervention.

The ironies are incredible. Mathy Jane, a super narcissist could never control her own life, her impulses, her lust, but demanded control over every aspect of every life that ever crossed her path.

I suffered mightily at this woman's hands. I have suffered unnecessarily. I have suffered because my mother is a creature that hates the Truth. I believe she hates GOD. She loves unrighteousness. Dear LORD deliver me.

Still unrepentant, still callous and uncaring.

I get it, she could not get it. She can not understand boundaries, laws, societal rules. She hates a GOD that would deprive her of her lust.
More than anything she hates anyone that would dare have the nerve to tell on her. You will suffer! You will pay mightily!

This old reprobate fell upon the best scam ever conceived. Do what ever you want, what ever you feel like. There is no such thing as perversion if if feels good. "If it feels good do it.": is her motto.

I blog to heal, to inform, to warn. This purging brings me no joy. I have been enlightened by this "event". Most of the people in my life are very uncaring just like my mother. That is not a criticism, it is just a fact of life. They may not be as demonic. I don't think they practice witchcraft or are predatory but they are unfeeling. I do not blame them. The ability to love and care about your fellow man is a gift from GOD. Unfortunately most of the people that I know do not know the LORD and they do not want to know the LORD. They do not want to be saved. They actually think that they don't need GOD and His protection. They are so vain they think they are super smart, that they can handle this world with their talent and drive. Living a righteous life is far from their hearts. Some of them go to church and think that they are serving GOD.

Some people are angry. How dare I air my dirty laundry? Their lives have been so wonderful with perfect parents. They live in a white bread world with no snafus, no abnormality and they are too pretty and too prefect to be bothered by someone else's pitiful life. "Why don't you get over it already! Oh my GOD...oh how pathetic!
I really don't want to hear about such. I don't have time. My life is perfect and it will always be perfect."

I have one thing to say to all doubters, scoffers, the callous and uncaring; your day is coming.

In the mean time study the Bible for yourself. You will discover that rot that my mother preaches; "Take dat to yo' grave! I wudden tell nobody! Ain't nobody gon blieve ya. Ain't gon do no good to tell...ain't gon change nuttin." is simply for her protection. She doesn't mind the deeds, its your knowing that annoys her.

Search the WORD. Learn to love genuinely. Read 2 Peter 1: 5 -8. Study it.

Be a Blessing and be blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."

Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel