The "Willie Lynch Letter"

If you are not familiar with the "Willie Lynch Letter" you should be. Google it. Well, I am living proof that it is real.

I grew up listening to my "mother" bemoan racism. Racist crackers ruined her life, held her back. I learned from her that I was doomed to suffer and fore go all happiness because of demon white people that hated me and wanted to destroy me.

When we were watching the news and learned of some one's tragic murder or death the first thing my "mother" wanted to know was; "Is de white?" A white person's tragedy was dismissed as "good enough for'um."

I grew up basically believing that all white people were my enemies and that I should hate them, and distrust them without knowing them. Life taught me better,life taught me that people are people. Sure I ran into some racist. There have been some horrible racist people in my life that made my life miserable.

Unfortunately for me I know that the vast majority of mean spirited ditch diggers in my life have been black. My worse enemy is and has always been my own mother! It is true, most black people do not like or trust other black people. The psychological effects of slavery run deep. Slavery messed us up. Too many black people have "color" issues, too dark, too light, all ridiculous rot produced by evil.

Too many black people still struggle with their "Afeecun" features. No black person wants to have an African nose or lips. We hate African hair. We are confused, we are in love with our "enemy" and hate ourselves. Distrustful of each other while pretending to love every thing black while secretly lusting after everything "white".
Willie Lynch's advice on how to make and perpetuate slave mentality is very apparent in our collective behavior.

I am a textbook case. My "white" Ballet teacher praised me, ooed and awed over my extraordinary talent and my jealous "mother" pulled me out of Ballet. It is obvious in my 20/20 hindsight, my mother was afraid that I was going to outdo her. My mother has spent her entire life maintaining her place at the "top of the bottom." She doesnt' care that she never finished college, rarely used her GOD given talents for good. Bent on secret sabotoge, relishing every successful heinous deed she laughs and congratulates herself. No I am talking about my real "mother", my birth "mother".

I can't blame that on white people. That woman and her husband abused me sexually and I was legally blind! I didn't know my first name! It took my fifth grade teacher to tell me my name.

I will not go for it. I will not fall into a racist trap. I will not determine who to love by the color of their skin.I will not keep my tragic life secret because my "mother" is black.

Color has nothing to do with it. Hair texture has nothing to do with it. My "mother" has a demon, a demon that she wants, a demon that she invited into her life.

I am a Christian! GOD made intercession in my life. I know the TRUTH. There is only ONE race, the HUMAN RACE!

I think too many people hide behind their "race" to justify their ignorance. Yes, my mother is ignorant. She is wicked, she has a criminal mentality. She is a thief, but very low level. A sorry broke demon, what could be worse?

If you are going to be a rank demon have focus, have a plan. This woman "destroyed" a medical doctor, a brilliant musician and a great author. This "fool" took the life of a brilliant patriarch.

For what? What did she gain? There are too many people just like her, ignorant, corrupt and jealous.

Too many people are eaten up with jealousy and lust. Too many people blame other "groups" for their problems. Very few people are honest about anything.

Fact; "self hatred" is destroying the black community. You can't blame white people for drive-bys. You can't blame white people for documented evidence that black people are the least likely to adopt, to donate organs or bone marrow.

I taught for 30 years. I know what "group" will be the least likely to read a book or actually study. I know what it feels like to be disrespected by my students simply became I am a black female.

Our "secret" must be confronted. Self-hatred fuels our demise. I know that I am not the only person to have a mother like mine. A woman that hides behind racial excuses to justify her sick sadism. A foolish woman still bragging about her "yalla" color and "good hair" at eighty-five.

"Ye shall know them by their fruit." How many successful "blacks" really reach back to help the "unfortunate" do anything? How many "black" preachers are real ministers? How many are really "prophets for profit"? How many preach the Gospel truth?

Make sure you understand me, do not misquote me, EVIL knows no COLOR. I do think our slave experience did in fact plant the seeds of self doubt, self-hatred and lack of real faith.

Look around today, be observant. How many "black" parents are riding around in Escalades while their children are sitting in the back seat with bucked crooked teeth? How many "black" mothers have you seen in the grocery store or in the mall snatching on or abusing their toddlers? How many "black" mothers have you seen decked out in the latest attire while their children are ashy, snotty, raggedy and unkempt?

My point is simple; quit lying, quit blaming. Look into your own life and correct yourself regardless of your race or color.

If you have a demon controlled spirit, release it. Pray to do better. Repent of your sins, "go and sin no more."

Be a BlessING and be blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can." Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."

Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel