Some say never look back. There are some people that only look back. I'm looking back today because it is the last day of the year. I'm looking back to glorify GOD and to thank Him for where He brought me from. Praise the LORD! I was once a little black unwanted bastard. My mother claims that my first "crib" was a dresser drawer with a pillow in it. That she gave me away. Gave me to a lesbian madame that ran a whore house. My grandmother intervened and made her go get me.
Reclaimed by my grandparents that loved and nurtured me for four years. Poor misguided lost Martha came and got me. Some how I survived the fool. I now know that she is a bipolar, narcissistic, psychotic sociopath.
I subscribe to a blog; Blog.TheNarcissistinyourlife.com. Her column for December 27, 2012 struck me like a thunder bolt. "Some narcissists remind me of carnivorous creatures who are called ambush predators. They ingeniously use camouflage to blend into the environment. The stone fish lies on the ocean floor and looks like a rock. Fish swim too close by him and are bitten and inflicted with deadly toxins."
"The narcissist is filled with psychological toxins that are dangerous to everyone, especially those who are vulnerable to (her) charm, grandiose promises, fulfillment of old dreams of being adored and taken care of..."
I was awe struck. She described my whole life. It is as if she lived with me. GOD rescued me. The saddest fact of all is that there are so many people on this earth just like her. Demons are crawling on GOD's earth. Hold up! There is Good News! GOD will never leave or forsake you. He will destroy that yoke. He promised. He did it for me and He will do it for you.
My pastor didn't know it but his sermon was designed for me yesterday. "The Yoke is going to be broken and taken." Isaiah 10: 24-27. I felt GOD take my yoke, my burden in the moment my pastor read that scripture.
GOD does not want us sad, beleaguered, beaten down because our loved ones are reprehensible. Pray for them, move on. Live your life. Rejoice in GOD's Truth, in His anointing.
"If you don't want to go, don't hinder me." Praise the LORD children! Look back over your life and thank GOD for bringing your over. Let GOD bring you over into a New Year, a new life. Be filled with His goodness, forgiveness. Be filled with the Holy Ghost!
Have a Happy New Year!
Rachel Gwendolyn
Monday, December 31, 2012
2 Chronicles 7:14
"If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land."
"If my people", GOD's people. Whose "people" are you? Who do you serve? Are you walking around with a little bag of "goofer dust" in your bra, in your wallet? Do you practice a little "voodoo" just in case? Where did you learn that ignorance? Is it something left over from slavery? Are you ashamed to let your church know that you do it? Do you constantly lie to keep folks "out'cha bizness"? Is it a family secret?
We call ourselves children of GOD. We claim to serve Him. We repeat scripture, testify of His goodness, attend church regularly. We pray to Him, beg Him for blessings and protection. But some of us carry some deep dark not so secret secrets. Some of us enjoy threatening our children and family members with the occult. Some of us still practice "it" when we feel wronged or jealous.
You wasted your time, forfeited your blessing, made a fool of your greedy ignorant self.
If you are a child of GOD, say so and mean it. You don't need trappings (gold crosses and fine robes) to prove it. You don't need titles, Bishop, Prophet or Prophetess, Reverend and the like. If you are a good person filled with the Holy Ghost people will know. Your anointing will radiate, you will beam.
If you truly want GOD's anointing, humble yourself. Pray, ask for it and live right. Do what's right. Do what GOD planted in your heart.
Trust GOD! Repent of your sins. Admit that you have been stupid, purely wicked. "Go and sin no more".
GOD will forgive your sins. GOD will heal you. He will heal all of those that you wounded.
Take this TRUTH into the New Year:
#1 There is nothing too hard for GOD.
#2 GOD loves us unconditionally. GOD loves YOU!
#3 Lying and denying will never get you to the truth or bring you peace.
#4 "There is a balm in Gilead to heal the broken heart". Go get that balm. Get on your knees, go into your secret closet, pray and fast. Repent of your sins. GOD has forgiven you, forgive yourself.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace,Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
"If my people", GOD's people. Whose "people" are you? Who do you serve? Are you walking around with a little bag of "goofer dust" in your bra, in your wallet? Do you practice a little "voodoo" just in case? Where did you learn that ignorance? Is it something left over from slavery? Are you ashamed to let your church know that you do it? Do you constantly lie to keep folks "out'cha bizness"? Is it a family secret?
We call ourselves children of GOD. We claim to serve Him. We repeat scripture, testify of His goodness, attend church regularly. We pray to Him, beg Him for blessings and protection. But some of us carry some deep dark not so secret secrets. Some of us enjoy threatening our children and family members with the occult. Some of us still practice "it" when we feel wronged or jealous.
You wasted your time, forfeited your blessing, made a fool of your greedy ignorant self.
If you are a child of GOD, say so and mean it. You don't need trappings (gold crosses and fine robes) to prove it. You don't need titles, Bishop, Prophet or Prophetess, Reverend and the like. If you are a good person filled with the Holy Ghost people will know. Your anointing will radiate, you will beam.
If you truly want GOD's anointing, humble yourself. Pray, ask for it and live right. Do what's right. Do what GOD planted in your heart.
Trust GOD! Repent of your sins. Admit that you have been stupid, purely wicked. "Go and sin no more".
GOD will forgive your sins. GOD will heal you. He will heal all of those that you wounded.
Take this TRUTH into the New Year:
#1 There is nothing too hard for GOD.
#2 GOD loves us unconditionally. GOD loves YOU!
#3 Lying and denying will never get you to the truth or bring you peace.
#4 "There is a balm in Gilead to heal the broken heart". Go get that balm. Get on your knees, go into your secret closet, pray and fast. Repent of your sins. GOD has forgiven you, forgive yourself.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace,Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Friday, December 28, 2012
Pride!
"Pride goeth before a fall." What is "pride"? Thinking too much of yourself. Pure selfishness. The inability to love or care for anyone else. Pride is rage. Tyrannical anger with anyone that refuses to bow down to you. Hating anyone that can see your flaws and has the courage to tell you. Despising people intelligent enough to see through your gross mind boggling ignorance.
"What's done in duh past is in duh past!...I can't do nuttin' to change it!...fo'git it!"
Yes there is something you can do. You can say you are sorry. You can repent. You can quit lying and back peddling. You can quit blaming others for your miserable life.
You can give your life to Christ for real. You can apologize. You can release your many victims from the hell you deliberately hold them hostage in.
You can quit being prisoner to your past. You can quit lying and pretending that you didn't do all of the awful things you did.
Quit lying and denying. Embrace GOD and His marvelous Truth.
I'm not going to hell for you. I'm not going to lie for you. I'm not going to dress up your miserable life and make excuses for you. I will not accept blame for your weakness and lust.
There are two people on this earth you should have stirred clear of; Jerome Walters and Me if you wanted to live and die as a miserable reprobate. Since you didn't, the best you can do is pray and ask GOD to forgive you. You know He will. You know that there is nothing too hard for GOD.
You're not ashamed to come clean. If you weren't ashamed to do it you certainly aren't ashamed to admit it. You just have too much pride. You still have too much hatred and jealousy in your heart.
I'm not wiping your slate clean. I'm not putting it in the "sea of forgetfulness". If you want me to shut up, to quit talking. You are going to have to repent. You owe me an apology.
"What's done in duh past is in duh past!...I can't do nuttin' to change it!...fo'git it!"
Yes there is something you can do. You can say you are sorry. You can repent. You can quit lying and back peddling. You can quit blaming others for your miserable life.
You can give your life to Christ for real. You can apologize. You can release your many victims from the hell you deliberately hold them hostage in.
You can quit being prisoner to your past. You can quit lying and pretending that you didn't do all of the awful things you did.
Quit lying and denying. Embrace GOD and His marvelous Truth.
I'm not going to hell for you. I'm not going to lie for you. I'm not going to dress up your miserable life and make excuses for you. I will not accept blame for your weakness and lust.
There are two people on this earth you should have stirred clear of; Jerome Walters and Me if you wanted to live and die as a miserable reprobate. Since you didn't, the best you can do is pray and ask GOD to forgive you. You know He will. You know that there is nothing too hard for GOD.
You're not ashamed to come clean. If you weren't ashamed to do it you certainly aren't ashamed to admit it. You just have too much pride. You still have too much hatred and jealousy in your heart.
I'm not wiping your slate clean. I'm not putting it in the "sea of forgetfulness". If you want me to shut up, to quit talking. You are going to have to repent. You owe me an apology.
Praise The LORD!
I'm setting here in my fine home, in my office, on my computer, just as happy and blessed as a person can be. My beautiful daughter is down stairs writing another screen play. Praise the LORD! Hallelujah!
Dear LORD I am humbled by your goodness and mercy. To quote my brother; "I'm due to be dead." The Dear LORD rescued me, delivered me from one of the greatest diabolical minds ever known to mankind.
Can you imagine being a little girl listening to your mother bragging about how many "luddle black nuthaf******" she flushed down the toilet? The implication being you should be glad that she had mercy on you and let you live. Even if you were too black and your nose was too "niggerish" or your hair wasn't straight enough.
What if you grew up watching brutal beatings and stabbings? What if you had to listen so some crazy psychotic woman braying and hollering foul vulgar cursing at the top of her lungs all day until sleep over took her?
Fear! Fear and feigned Christianity was all she gave us. No she wasn't a raving maniac all of the time. She managed to keep a job, retired from the Civil Service. Worked part time jobs as a sales clerk. Some how manged to acquire a license to preach.
A psychotic violent MURDERING fool just the same. Why my relatives uphold her and pretend they don't know, I don't know. I guess it's the shame, habit or deep denial. You can be so beaten down by a vicious tyrant that you give up. There is no point in escape.
What's the point? You are already ruined psychologically. You are fragile and can't live in the real world. Just stay with this b**** and wait for her to die. After all how long can it be?
Plus who has the courage to face this truth? Your mother is a nasty psychotic pedophile? A MURDERING sociopath! A hovering interfering dream destroying nymphomaniac freak!
"GOD don't put no mo' on you than you can bear." So they said. No one ever helped us. They all just walked away shaking their heads and offering their prayers. Some laughing, glad that it wasn't them.
No I don't have to live with her. Her long arm of treachery and abuse can no longer reach me. I can't help but be jubilant, over joyed, praising the LORD.
I pray to GOD that no other family has such a "mother" or knows such a person. I do believe GOD is patiently waiting for her to confess, to repent, to give her life to Him.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Dear LORD I am humbled by your goodness and mercy. To quote my brother; "I'm due to be dead." The Dear LORD rescued me, delivered me from one of the greatest diabolical minds ever known to mankind.
Can you imagine being a little girl listening to your mother bragging about how many "luddle black nuthaf******" she flushed down the toilet? The implication being you should be glad that she had mercy on you and let you live. Even if you were too black and your nose was too "niggerish" or your hair wasn't straight enough.
What if you grew up watching brutal beatings and stabbings? What if you had to listen so some crazy psychotic woman braying and hollering foul vulgar cursing at the top of her lungs all day until sleep over took her?
Fear! Fear and feigned Christianity was all she gave us. No she wasn't a raving maniac all of the time. She managed to keep a job, retired from the Civil Service. Worked part time jobs as a sales clerk. Some how manged to acquire a license to preach.
A psychotic violent MURDERING fool just the same. Why my relatives uphold her and pretend they don't know, I don't know. I guess it's the shame, habit or deep denial. You can be so beaten down by a vicious tyrant that you give up. There is no point in escape.
What's the point? You are already ruined psychologically. You are fragile and can't live in the real world. Just stay with this b**** and wait for her to die. After all how long can it be?
Plus who has the courage to face this truth? Your mother is a nasty psychotic pedophile? A MURDERING sociopath! A hovering interfering dream destroying nymphomaniac freak!
"GOD don't put no mo' on you than you can bear." So they said. No one ever helped us. They all just walked away shaking their heads and offering their prayers. Some laughing, glad that it wasn't them.
No I don't have to live with her. Her long arm of treachery and abuse can no longer reach me. I can't help but be jubilant, over joyed, praising the LORD.
I pray to GOD that no other family has such a "mother" or knows such a person. I do believe GOD is patiently waiting for her to confess, to repent, to give her life to Him.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
"I rekon so"
I love words, I collect them. I am an intense listener and I have a brilliant memory for some things. My grandfather frequently responded with a simple; "I reckon so." when quizzed about something. Some people dismissed that response as ignorant, "country" or uneducated.
In actuality it was the best response. It indicated that he needed time to ponder your question. Granddaddy would never steer you wrong. All of his answers were seasoned with wisdom and understanding. He was Christ like. He was full of godly wisdom that he was glad to generously share.
He certainly taught me the Bible, encouraged me to read and interpret it at as soon as I could read. I remember proudly reading scripture from the pulpit at age seven. I heard the WORD, understood the WORD.
"If any man be in Christ he is a new creature." Repeating that scripture doesn't make it so. "Be not deceived for GOD is not mocked. What soever a man soweth, that also shall he reap."
GOD is not MOCKED! You can't fool GOD. He doesn't have the mind of man. GOD is not impressed with your church going, tithing and faked fawning "honor". GOD knows your heart and you know it. There is no point in your getting heated, over come with anger and spewing vitriolic lies and insults in an attempt to hide your true self.
Just how are you going to get up in a pulpit, put on a performance, punctuating your sermons with just the right cadence, performing with the organist backing you up, hollering and declaring what a good GOD we serve. Praising and thanking GOD while not meaning one single word.
You don't mean it because you don't believe it. You don't believe it because you are a woman of little faith. You can't believe in GOD's inspired WORD but you are deceitful enough to try to use the faith of others to hide your filthy life. GOD told you that you were going to REAP what you sowed. You didn't believe so you did it anyway. Frantic and scared out of your mind by the filth you carried you turned to voodoo.
Are you a complete fool? You can go down on your knees on a murdered man's grave gathering "graveyard dirt" but you can't get on your knees and humble yourself to GOD and repent of your sins. You would rather try to continue bullying and terrorizing me. You would rather trick, lie and manipulate. You can't scrub my mind. You can't erase my memory. You were one nasty s***. The hot soapy enemas, the rapes, the beatings, all that torture while pretending to be sweet and saved. Mad, angry as hell because no decent man every wanted you. Mad because you had to marry someone too short and too black.
You are REAPING! Good enough for you. You ran a muck. You, one woman are responsible for so much pain that few in this world will ever believe me. Few people can comprehend how one woman can be such a devastating whore.
I figured you out. That was real clever. Getting us involved in sick evil early in life, while we were still children. Convinced us that it was our fault, that we were fractured, bent like you. You were right to believe that we would be too embarrassed, too ashamed to tell. You were right to think that we would turn to drugs or drink and live cowering before you.
Too bad you didn't count on GOD's WORD being the infallible Truth. Now you are cold busted, a stank evil corrupt incestuous MURDEROUS evil root working witch. A clown preacher running around in an old Cadillac still trying to ruin people. Still falsely believing you have power. You never had any power. You were a vicious tyrant that instilled incredible fear in her tiny little children then deliberately held them hostage in her prison for her sadistic delight.
You are right to brag that the world will never forget you. You will not be remembered as the saintly preaching woman that loved everybody. You are exposed for being the sickest " ignorantest" " lyingest " murdering perverted pedophile that ever lived .
All because you were selfish. All because you had to let your lust lead you. All because you thought you were smarter than GOD, smarter than your father.
No it is not too late. You can still come into the kingdom. You have to come clean. You have to confess. You can talk until you're blue in the face. You know I know you. Too bad you had to hit me one more lick. You just had to enjoy torturing me one more time.
I was eight years old when you two buzzards raped me. I told you I was going to tell it. You said; "You ain't gon' NEVAH tell S***!"
Horrified I endured. Suffered and cried every day of my life. I tried to live in denial. You would not let me. You just had to rip me open one more time.
I do feel sorry for you. I am not ashamed. I am glorified. It does hurt me to know that any woman could be as selfish and cruel as you are. Your stupidity and stubbornness is mind numbing.
GOD is still throwing out His life line. I hope and pray that you and my lost relatives will grab it.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
In actuality it was the best response. It indicated that he needed time to ponder your question. Granddaddy would never steer you wrong. All of his answers were seasoned with wisdom and understanding. He was Christ like. He was full of godly wisdom that he was glad to generously share.
He certainly taught me the Bible, encouraged me to read and interpret it at as soon as I could read. I remember proudly reading scripture from the pulpit at age seven. I heard the WORD, understood the WORD.
"If any man be in Christ he is a new creature." Repeating that scripture doesn't make it so. "Be not deceived for GOD is not mocked. What soever a man soweth, that also shall he reap."
GOD is not MOCKED! You can't fool GOD. He doesn't have the mind of man. GOD is not impressed with your church going, tithing and faked fawning "honor". GOD knows your heart and you know it. There is no point in your getting heated, over come with anger and spewing vitriolic lies and insults in an attempt to hide your true self.
Just how are you going to get up in a pulpit, put on a performance, punctuating your sermons with just the right cadence, performing with the organist backing you up, hollering and declaring what a good GOD we serve. Praising and thanking GOD while not meaning one single word.
You don't mean it because you don't believe it. You don't believe it because you are a woman of little faith. You can't believe in GOD's inspired WORD but you are deceitful enough to try to use the faith of others to hide your filthy life. GOD told you that you were going to REAP what you sowed. You didn't believe so you did it anyway. Frantic and scared out of your mind by the filth you carried you turned to voodoo.
Are you a complete fool? You can go down on your knees on a murdered man's grave gathering "graveyard dirt" but you can't get on your knees and humble yourself to GOD and repent of your sins. You would rather try to continue bullying and terrorizing me. You would rather trick, lie and manipulate. You can't scrub my mind. You can't erase my memory. You were one nasty s***. The hot soapy enemas, the rapes, the beatings, all that torture while pretending to be sweet and saved. Mad, angry as hell because no decent man every wanted you. Mad because you had to marry someone too short and too black.
You are REAPING! Good enough for you. You ran a muck. You, one woman are responsible for so much pain that few in this world will ever believe me. Few people can comprehend how one woman can be such a devastating whore.
I figured you out. That was real clever. Getting us involved in sick evil early in life, while we were still children. Convinced us that it was our fault, that we were fractured, bent like you. You were right to believe that we would be too embarrassed, too ashamed to tell. You were right to think that we would turn to drugs or drink and live cowering before you.
Too bad you didn't count on GOD's WORD being the infallible Truth. Now you are cold busted, a stank evil corrupt incestuous MURDEROUS evil root working witch. A clown preacher running around in an old Cadillac still trying to ruin people. Still falsely believing you have power. You never had any power. You were a vicious tyrant that instilled incredible fear in her tiny little children then deliberately held them hostage in her prison for her sadistic delight.
You are right to brag that the world will never forget you. You will not be remembered as the saintly preaching woman that loved everybody. You are exposed for being the sickest " ignorantest" " lyingest " murdering perverted pedophile that ever lived .
All because you were selfish. All because you had to let your lust lead you. All because you thought you were smarter than GOD, smarter than your father.
No it is not too late. You can still come into the kingdom. You have to come clean. You have to confess. You can talk until you're blue in the face. You know I know you. Too bad you had to hit me one more lick. You just had to enjoy torturing me one more time.
I was eight years old when you two buzzards raped me. I told you I was going to tell it. You said; "You ain't gon' NEVAH tell S***!"
Horrified I endured. Suffered and cried every day of my life. I tried to live in denial. You would not let me. You just had to rip me open one more time.
I do feel sorry for you. I am not ashamed. I am glorified. It does hurt me to know that any woman could be as selfish and cruel as you are. Your stupidity and stubbornness is mind numbing.
GOD is still throwing out His life line. I hope and pray that you and my lost relatives will grab it.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Monday, December 24, 2012
Yea, I'm bragging!
As I anxiously await Christmas day my heart is filled with joy. My beautiful daughter is in flight as I write. I was just remembering her second Christmas. I can still see her racing around the tree on her red tricycle sucking on her bottle filled with diluted Coke.
I am blessed to have many good memories sandwiched in between the horror. My best memories are of my wonderful grandfather, Jerome Walters. No better man has ever walked this earth other than Jesus Christ. He loved Christmas. He much preferred giving over getting. (It is good thing because I don't remember my "mother" giving him anything but grief.)
He loved fruit cake and my Aunt Babe's dry thousand pound Pound Cake. No one ever had the courage to tell her that her pound cake was lousy. Granddaddy seemed to love it though. It was always dry and would some how clog in your throat.
It was at this time of the year that he would have his once a year "toddy". "A little wine for the stomach's sake." he would say. He didn't hold to drinking. "At the last it biteth as an adder." "Moderation in all things."
Of course I miss my grandfather but he is still with me, talks to me every day. He had no idea the evil his daughter was up to. We all just thought she was a lying violent whorish fool. How could we know that she was truly demonic? Granddaddy always called her "ignut". He knew about her "witchcraft", warned her that she was going to hell every day. I knew about her "witchcraft". I thought she was a superstitious idiot.
Little did I know of the deep hatred that she kept hidden from the world. I never imagined anyone could hate GOD and blame Him for their stupid mistakes.
My grandfather was a great storyteller. He told us that while he was sitting on his porch on a warm day in December (1941) a neighbor lady walked by visibly upset, hollaring; "WHAT KINDNA' WOMAN IS SHE!!!? WHAT KINNA WOMAN KILL ALL DEM BOYS!!!? She kept repeating that; "What kindna woman is she!!!?" "Who?"; he asked. "Dat PEARL HARBOR!" she screamed.
We laughed. The poor woman thought Pearl Harbor was a woman. Unfortunately evil women do exist on this earth. Evil women and men. We can't blame GOD. We have to blame ourselves. We let them exist. We lie and cloak for them. We are ashamed for the world to know that we have such wicked low down relatives. Why do we let them break us, crush us, until there is nothing left but dust?
"What kinna woman is she?" Only GOD knows. I assure you you don't want her. She is the burden in our family. Our secret, our unspeakable pain in the a**. She won't change, won't go away and won't die. Martha has no power. Yes, she is repulsively evil. Someone should have kicked her a** and put her in prison long ago. The fact is she is in prison, imprisoned by her wicked warped mind. Granddaddy couldn't help her. The C*** betrayed him with a bullet in the heart.
I let her betray and run over me for over 57 years. But one day GOD delivered me. From out of nowhere He gave me the courage to finally confront her. She carried on like the ignorant savage she is. Mad that I snatched that robe off, saw her clearly for what she really was my entire life, an ignorant demonic c***.
I don't remember every horrible thing she did to me, to us. But I remember enough. I've got sense enough to not go near her. I know that the ones that insist that I'm wrong and that I'm unforgiving are rotting in that pit with her.
She MURDERED my grandfather, broke my heart clean into. She had us raped and savagely sexually molested as little children. An unsatisfied feign she has stalked us our entire lives just to make sure we suffered more. Suffering slowly without knowing the true source, while remaining clueless to the orchestrator of our pain.
If you still love and can't do without her it is your own fault and you are going to get what you deserve. If you are greedy enough and stupid enough to believe that she has thousands of dollars stashed away for you, you are as stupid as she claims.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X(the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
I am blessed to have many good memories sandwiched in between the horror. My best memories are of my wonderful grandfather, Jerome Walters. No better man has ever walked this earth other than Jesus Christ. He loved Christmas. He much preferred giving over getting. (It is good thing because I don't remember my "mother" giving him anything but grief.)
He loved fruit cake and my Aunt Babe's dry thousand pound Pound Cake. No one ever had the courage to tell her that her pound cake was lousy. Granddaddy seemed to love it though. It was always dry and would some how clog in your throat.
It was at this time of the year that he would have his once a year "toddy". "A little wine for the stomach's sake." he would say. He didn't hold to drinking. "At the last it biteth as an adder." "Moderation in all things."
Of course I miss my grandfather but he is still with me, talks to me every day. He had no idea the evil his daughter was up to. We all just thought she was a lying violent whorish fool. How could we know that she was truly demonic? Granddaddy always called her "ignut". He knew about her "witchcraft", warned her that she was going to hell every day. I knew about her "witchcraft". I thought she was a superstitious idiot.
Little did I know of the deep hatred that she kept hidden from the world. I never imagined anyone could hate GOD and blame Him for their stupid mistakes.
My grandfather was a great storyteller. He told us that while he was sitting on his porch on a warm day in December (1941) a neighbor lady walked by visibly upset, hollaring; "WHAT KINDNA' WOMAN IS SHE!!!? WHAT KINNA WOMAN KILL ALL DEM BOYS!!!? She kept repeating that; "What kindna woman is she!!!?" "Who?"; he asked. "Dat PEARL HARBOR!" she screamed.
We laughed. The poor woman thought Pearl Harbor was a woman. Unfortunately evil women do exist on this earth. Evil women and men. We can't blame GOD. We have to blame ourselves. We let them exist. We lie and cloak for them. We are ashamed for the world to know that we have such wicked low down relatives. Why do we let them break us, crush us, until there is nothing left but dust?
"What kinna woman is she?" Only GOD knows. I assure you you don't want her. She is the burden in our family. Our secret, our unspeakable pain in the a**. She won't change, won't go away and won't die. Martha has no power. Yes, she is repulsively evil. Someone should have kicked her a** and put her in prison long ago. The fact is she is in prison, imprisoned by her wicked warped mind. Granddaddy couldn't help her. The C*** betrayed him with a bullet in the heart.
I let her betray and run over me for over 57 years. But one day GOD delivered me. From out of nowhere He gave me the courage to finally confront her. She carried on like the ignorant savage she is. Mad that I snatched that robe off, saw her clearly for what she really was my entire life, an ignorant demonic c***.
I don't remember every horrible thing she did to me, to us. But I remember enough. I've got sense enough to not go near her. I know that the ones that insist that I'm wrong and that I'm unforgiving are rotting in that pit with her.
She MURDERED my grandfather, broke my heart clean into. She had us raped and savagely sexually molested as little children. An unsatisfied feign she has stalked us our entire lives just to make sure we suffered more. Suffering slowly without knowing the true source, while remaining clueless to the orchestrator of our pain.
If you still love and can't do without her it is your own fault and you are going to get what you deserve. If you are greedy enough and stupid enough to believe that she has thousands of dollars stashed away for you, you are as stupid as she claims.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X(the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Oscillating ...
Oscillating, vacillating, running an eighty-seven year marathon back and forth from good to evil. One moment a good mother, the next minute extremely evil. It's as if she could never make up her mind to be good or evil, so she decided that she could be both. She always made sure she kissed and hugged you after she severely beat you. If she laid a vulgar "cussing" on you, cussed you from your head to your socks, called you every black muthaf******* sorry piece of worthless s*** known to man, it was always your fault.
No, there is no winning with Martha. You see SHE can't be wrong. "You duh Fool!...You duh lying s***! You jest jealous of me 'cause I'm yalla!...I'm an ordanined Minister! muthaf*****!...I'll lay my religion down a cuss yo' muthaf****** a** out and pick it up again!"
Yea she's funny alright. She is hilarious if she is not your mother. You do not want to be her target, her ping pong ball, her property, her "thing" to harass and toy with.
She always laughed; "Can't nobody forgit me!" You got that right sister. You will seek the LORD GOD Almighty. You will pray. You better find some medication and a therapist. Do it quickly, just as some as you can.
Don't put your life on hold waiting for this succubus to die. If you are a Walters and can make it past seventy, nine out of ten will see their 90s. Longevity runs in my family. So counting on looking forward to her dying real soon most likely will not happen. Plus she is too mean to die.
Yes it is baffling, mind boggling, unbelievable, incomprehensible, devastating, but all true. The worse truth is that she made me an outcast. No, not recently. I've been an outcast since birth. It seems every day of my life she would remind me that she gave "my black a** away", that my grandmother made her go get me. Perhaps it was the hurt in my eyes that would make her lie to me and tell me how much she loved me.
According to Martha she could have loved me if I hadn't been born so black. Color should not matter. But the fact is I'm brown. "It's a good thang God gave you "good hair"...dat's the only thang dat saved ya."
If I was so ruined as you claimed everyday why did you do so much to ruin me even more? Why did you try to pimp me out to your "huzband" when I was 14? The truth is you were really angry with me for not taking his money. You were mad with me for causing a scene in the motel (Ft.Gordon). You faked a fight and had him arrested, not for pandering or sex abuse, but for domestic violence. You drove right behind the mps (military police) and bonded him out.
We drove back to Fayetteville just like nothing ever happened. You laughed with him, hugged and kissed him, had loud vulgar sex with him with the door unlocked in the middle of the afternoon. I walked in on you two hogs and you never bothered to stop. You are a common woman!
You said you had no intentions of divorcing him because you had to "git dat money honey!". He went to Viet Nam and you sent him a long lustful vulgar pornographic love letter every other day while claiming that you hoped that he got killed.
If W***** had not sent that pretty young man your way there is no telling what you two buzzards had in store for me. When you wanted to get rid of Doster and marry R***, then I became an issue. Suddenly I was important. "Dat N**** molested my dawter!" you howled to the entire world.
You are a low life serpent . May the Dear LORD have mercy on your soul. You can't play ping pong with GOD. You can't get up in the pulpit on Sunday and live a lascivious reprobate life the rest of the week. You can call me all the liars you want to. You can cuss and curse me all you please. You told me not to "piss on your grave" when you're dead. Why would I want to do that?
So you hate me. So what, when did you not hate me? So my family shuns me. So what? If I have to accept you in order to be loved and honored by them, forget them too. GOD told me; "Come ye out from among them."
I will not honor and associate with a family that turns a blind eye and deaf ear to you. You and your kind can go straight to hell.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
No, there is no winning with Martha. You see SHE can't be wrong. "You duh Fool!...You duh lying s***! You jest jealous of me 'cause I'm yalla!...I'm an ordanined Minister! muthaf*****!...I'll lay my religion down a cuss yo' muthaf****** a** out and pick it up again!"
Yea she's funny alright. She is hilarious if she is not your mother. You do not want to be her target, her ping pong ball, her property, her "thing" to harass and toy with.
She always laughed; "Can't nobody forgit me!" You got that right sister. You will seek the LORD GOD Almighty. You will pray. You better find some medication and a therapist. Do it quickly, just as some as you can.
Don't put your life on hold waiting for this succubus to die. If you are a Walters and can make it past seventy, nine out of ten will see their 90s. Longevity runs in my family. So counting on looking forward to her dying real soon most likely will not happen. Plus she is too mean to die.
Yes it is baffling, mind boggling, unbelievable, incomprehensible, devastating, but all true. The worse truth is that she made me an outcast. No, not recently. I've been an outcast since birth. It seems every day of my life she would remind me that she gave "my black a** away", that my grandmother made her go get me. Perhaps it was the hurt in my eyes that would make her lie to me and tell me how much she loved me.
According to Martha she could have loved me if I hadn't been born so black. Color should not matter. But the fact is I'm brown. "It's a good thang God gave you "good hair"...dat's the only thang dat saved ya."
If I was so ruined as you claimed everyday why did you do so much to ruin me even more? Why did you try to pimp me out to your "huzband" when I was 14? The truth is you were really angry with me for not taking his money. You were mad with me for causing a scene in the motel (Ft.Gordon). You faked a fight and had him arrested, not for pandering or sex abuse, but for domestic violence. You drove right behind the mps (military police) and bonded him out.
We drove back to Fayetteville just like nothing ever happened. You laughed with him, hugged and kissed him, had loud vulgar sex with him with the door unlocked in the middle of the afternoon. I walked in on you two hogs and you never bothered to stop. You are a common woman!
You said you had no intentions of divorcing him because you had to "git dat money honey!". He went to Viet Nam and you sent him a long lustful vulgar pornographic love letter every other day while claiming that you hoped that he got killed.
If W***** had not sent that pretty young man your way there is no telling what you two buzzards had in store for me. When you wanted to get rid of Doster and marry R***, then I became an issue. Suddenly I was important. "Dat N**** molested my dawter!" you howled to the entire world.
You are a low life serpent . May the Dear LORD have mercy on your soul. You can't play ping pong with GOD. You can't get up in the pulpit on Sunday and live a lascivious reprobate life the rest of the week. You can call me all the liars you want to. You can cuss and curse me all you please. You told me not to "piss on your grave" when you're dead. Why would I want to do that?
So you hate me. So what, when did you not hate me? So my family shuns me. So what? If I have to accept you in order to be loved and honored by them, forget them too. GOD told me; "Come ye out from among them."
I will not honor and associate with a family that turns a blind eye and deaf ear to you. You and your kind can go straight to hell.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn X (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, December 22, 2012
"Sickies"
Sickness and "sickies" plague our world. Every once in a while (which is way too often) they raise their ugly heads to do something so reprehensible the world joins in a collective scream. "The world is always shocked". We pretend we didn't know such people existed.
Yes we did, we knew. You just didn't know what they would do or when they would do it. But, we knew they would do something diabolical. It was just a matter of time. When we discover them we always find a family that admits that they knew the person was disturbed. They just didn't know the extent of their depravity. They knew they were building bombs in the garage, wearing all black or that they killed small animals as children.
Why didn't they get help? Many claimed that they tried. Few want to admit that they were ashamed so they kept their "monster" a secret. Some are very foolish like the woman that thought buying guns and teaching her disturbed son to shoot at targets would help him.
I understand being held hostage by shame more than anyone. I am sure I just got tired of hurting. It was when I caught her the last time that I became absolutely outraged. This witch, this whore, this fake phony pathological lying MURDERER is more than I can take. Damn waiting on her to die!
The world has to know. The world has to be warned. What about the little innocent children? If there is one Martha, there must be a million more. She is a creep. She hates her crooked self.
Am I angry? I think so. Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the horrible memories. Platting my hair up and dressing me up like a picaninny from "The Little Rascals" and forcing me to go to my Girl Scout meeting just to humiliate me still makes me sick to my stomach. I will not discuss the disgusting sex abuse today.
As much as I hate her memory and her deeds I am bewildered by the people that let her have her way. I am sickened by the people that still tolerate her, pretend that she is a "loving mother", a "saved sanctified Christian".
There is a way to protect our world from these "sickies". "KNOW YE THE TRUTH!"
Yes we did, we knew. You just didn't know what they would do or when they would do it. But, we knew they would do something diabolical. It was just a matter of time. When we discover them we always find a family that admits that they knew the person was disturbed. They just didn't know the extent of their depravity. They knew they were building bombs in the garage, wearing all black or that they killed small animals as children.
Why didn't they get help? Many claimed that they tried. Few want to admit that they were ashamed so they kept their "monster" a secret. Some are very foolish like the woman that thought buying guns and teaching her disturbed son to shoot at targets would help him.
I understand being held hostage by shame more than anyone. I am sure I just got tired of hurting. It was when I caught her the last time that I became absolutely outraged. This witch, this whore, this fake phony pathological lying MURDERER is more than I can take. Damn waiting on her to die!
The world has to know. The world has to be warned. What about the little innocent children? If there is one Martha, there must be a million more. She is a creep. She hates her crooked self.
Am I angry? I think so. Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the horrible memories. Platting my hair up and dressing me up like a picaninny from "The Little Rascals" and forcing me to go to my Girl Scout meeting just to humiliate me still makes me sick to my stomach. I will not discuss the disgusting sex abuse today.
As much as I hate her memory and her deeds I am bewildered by the people that let her have her way. I am sickened by the people that still tolerate her, pretend that she is a "loving mother", a "saved sanctified Christian".
There is a way to protect our world from these "sickies". "KNOW YE THE TRUTH!"
What a thrill!
What an absolute thrill, what a joy to serve a Living LORD that saw fit to save me, to protect ME, to reach down from Heaven and lift me out of the muck and the mire I was born into.
Old black churches used to have "testimony meeting". What a joy it was to hear how GOD had blessed the faithful. Perhaps those stories helped to create in me a clean heart, to never waiver in my faith. I know they gave me the courage to testify.
I have a Testimony! I have the Holy Ghost! It is like fire shut up in my bones. I am so proud to serve a GOD that told us "even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom". At four years old he warned me of the life I would have to experience. But, He promised to never leave or forsake me. He never has and He never will.
Some people call it "unspeakable evil". No such thing. If you are big and bad enough to do it my GOD is big and bad enough to reveal you, to keep you around long enough to reap your shame.
Her plots were diabolical, pure"demonism" at its worse. That demon in her made her target little children, the elderly and infirm. That satan she secretly served made her destroy and ruin her whole family. What did she want? She wanted to be the best, the top dog, the HNIC (Head N***** In Charge). She decided long ago if you knew her or loved her you would suffer. Truly a vile sneaky slippery serpent, her greatest joy was to hurt you clandestinely, covertly. I have no doubt that her greatest thrill came from hurting and destroying anonymously while playing devoted daughter, sister, mother, aunt and cousin.
Rest assured family there is no love in that heart. I look back over my life and I thank GOD. I am humbled by His goodness. As much as she did her plan was to do a thousand times more. I am sure she never planned on getting caught. She truly believes that she is smarter than GOD and all people are her simpletons. She does have a way with words. I don't think any one is more manipulative and cunning. No one is more violent and vindictive. She is an abomination and I would advise you to shun her.
I am trilled and honored as I prepare to celebrate my Dear Saviour 's birth. What an awesome GOD I serve! A GOD that knows the hairs on my head and kept me from evil. Kept me safe, lead and guided me and when I was ready revealed that "thing" to me.
He told me to love my enemies and I do. Poor Martha savagely raped at eight. Poor Martha damaged and twisted smashed a puppy. Poor Martha for 87 years has been wrong. She thinks she can hide her diabolical sins behind a clerical robe, a preacher's license and fair words. A pure tyrant and bully she still thinks she can intimidate with her cache of guns. Yes, she does have an M-16!
Woman you can't intimidate GOD! You can't rob GOD's children of their blessings! The best you can do at this point is to come out from under that rock, confess your sins, repent and live right. Live right for once in your long life. "KNOW YE THE TRUTH!"
You claim that you hate me for lying on you. When did you ever love me? When did you ever love anyone? If you want to continue suffering in that pit writhing in sick sin, tormented by the real "Mathy Jane" you just go right ahead. If you want to go to hell because you are too proud to admit your shameful deeds, you just go right ahead.
No matter what I am thrilled, over joyed, jubilant, on fire with the Holy Ghost. I'm proud to tell the world how GOD saved me! Delivered me from sin, snatched me from the most evil diabolical "mother" that ever lived. PTL!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Old black churches used to have "testimony meeting". What a joy it was to hear how GOD had blessed the faithful. Perhaps those stories helped to create in me a clean heart, to never waiver in my faith. I know they gave me the courage to testify.
I have a Testimony! I have the Holy Ghost! It is like fire shut up in my bones. I am so proud to serve a GOD that told us "even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom". At four years old he warned me of the life I would have to experience. But, He promised to never leave or forsake me. He never has and He never will.
Some people call it "unspeakable evil". No such thing. If you are big and bad enough to do it my GOD is big and bad enough to reveal you, to keep you around long enough to reap your shame.
Her plots were diabolical, pure"demonism" at its worse. That demon in her made her target little children, the elderly and infirm. That satan she secretly served made her destroy and ruin her whole family. What did she want? She wanted to be the best, the top dog, the HNIC (Head N***** In Charge). She decided long ago if you knew her or loved her you would suffer. Truly a vile sneaky slippery serpent, her greatest joy was to hurt you clandestinely, covertly. I have no doubt that her greatest thrill came from hurting and destroying anonymously while playing devoted daughter, sister, mother, aunt and cousin.
Rest assured family there is no love in that heart. I look back over my life and I thank GOD. I am humbled by His goodness. As much as she did her plan was to do a thousand times more. I am sure she never planned on getting caught. She truly believes that she is smarter than GOD and all people are her simpletons. She does have a way with words. I don't think any one is more manipulative and cunning. No one is more violent and vindictive. She is an abomination and I would advise you to shun her.
I am trilled and honored as I prepare to celebrate my Dear Saviour 's birth. What an awesome GOD I serve! A GOD that knows the hairs on my head and kept me from evil. Kept me safe, lead and guided me and when I was ready revealed that "thing" to me.
He told me to love my enemies and I do. Poor Martha savagely raped at eight. Poor Martha damaged and twisted smashed a puppy. Poor Martha for 87 years has been wrong. She thinks she can hide her diabolical sins behind a clerical robe, a preacher's license and fair words. A pure tyrant and bully she still thinks she can intimidate with her cache of guns. Yes, she does have an M-16!
Woman you can't intimidate GOD! You can't rob GOD's children of their blessings! The best you can do at this point is to come out from under that rock, confess your sins, repent and live right. Live right for once in your long life. "KNOW YE THE TRUTH!"
You claim that you hate me for lying on you. When did you ever love me? When did you ever love anyone? If you want to continue suffering in that pit writhing in sick sin, tormented by the real "Mathy Jane" you just go right ahead. If you want to go to hell because you are too proud to admit your shameful deeds, you just go right ahead.
No matter what I am thrilled, over joyed, jubilant, on fire with the Holy Ghost. I'm proud to tell the world how GOD saved me! Delivered me from sin, snatched me from the most evil diabolical "mother" that ever lived. PTL!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Sunday, December 16, 2012
"Volunteer Slaves!"
Over four MILLION slaves were finally released from chattel slavery in 1865, set "free" by the 13th amendment to the Constitution. 387,000 were already "free". Had been free for centuries. Many were escapees. Some purchased their freedom like my great grandmother. Others were freed by their benevolent slave masters.
Abraham Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation never freed a single slave. It was a worthless document as far as the the Confederate South was concerned.
From the 1600 hundreds Africans (people of color) languished in one of the worse inhumane institutions ever conceived by man. The excuse was that GOD had cursed them, they were just little monkey children that needed the guidance of a white paternalistic society in order to function and be productive.
What if the Civil War had never been fought or the 13th amendment had never been passed? Would slavery still be in existence. Would black people still be waiting for GOD to act, to save them? How many of the four million were contented and docile?
How many people on this earth still tolerate vicious silent covert demons in their lives? How many of us hide from the truth because it is far to painful to acknowledge. How many of us put up with demons planted in our families because we don't think they would dare harm us?
How many of us keep deep dark secrets because we don't want the world to know that such a creature plagues us? Or is it because she is such a smooth liar? Do you accept her token gifts for your "silence"? Do you play dumb just to get along? Are you afraid, terrified of her?
It is 2012 and America is still suffering from the ignorance perpetuated by that demonic system. The worse lie of all is inferiority. That a black brain is less intelligent, that blacks are less moral, more inclined to lasciviousness and laziness.
It is true that many people of color seem to fit the stereotypes exactly. If the truth is ever told the world will have to finally admit that it is CHARACTER and it has nothing to do with color.
I am a scared woman ripped up and torn. For 61 years I have attempted to live and thrive on this earth. I must admit that I got off to a very bad start. Born to a hideous woman addicted to inflicting pain and torture. Never a dumb woman, actually quite intelligent, she pulled off the greatest scam known to man and she is still laughing.
I don't know why she is a closet demon. I DO KNOW SHE IS ONE! Jesus told us that we would know them by their fruit. Her fruit is despicable! It is unbearable. Her other victims would rather remain "dumb" and silent. I don't blame them. How horrible can one woman be? Is it better to pretend that you don't know? Should you try to deny and pretend that she is the "good woman" she successfully pretends to be?
Is it possible for any human being to be so cruel and heartless? If we embrace our truth and admit the truth what should we do then? Can we allow the world to stare and whisper?
After all the woman is 87 years old! What more can she do? "Let her die! Let her die and rot in hell!" Should we cover for her? Should we pretend that she didn't make us suffer needlessly?
What did Martha want exactly? Does she know? Why is she such a vicious sneak? "Sneak". She is a sneak as well as a snake, a vicious viperous serpent. My "friends" tell me to get over it, to move on with my life. I am! GOD told me to tell it. GOD told me that my testimony will save others.
If you don't know anything about GOD's WORD you must know that His Truth will be shouted from the roof tops. "You will reap what you sow!"
For eighty-seven years you have been the most manacle devious sick pervert on this earth! You made a serious mistake making ME go to church every Sunday! You made a mistake acquiring a licence to preach from people you considered simpletons.
Didn't you know this day was coming? Have you NO shame? You sexually violated little children including your own. There has never been anything in your black heart but hatred. You are an abomination! An albatross.
You intended to leave here with all of your children stripped and broken. You intended to leave here lauded and praised for being a woman of GOD. You always blamed us for your unfulfilled life. Never one time have you ever admitted the truth about anything you ever did. You were a common whore and it was your lust for the flesh that ruined you.
You are stupid and rebellious. Instead of admitting your mistakes and attempting to change you plotted, tried to extract your brand of vengeance. Yes I was born poor black and "illegitimate". It was your fault you stupid whore! To this day you are not sure who my real father is. You can't blame me for that!
You were always deeply and insanely jealous of me because you thought I was prettier, smarter, more moral. I was never going to succeed or be anything under your watch. You destroyed a great musician, a great doctor, someone gifted enough to find a cure for cancer.
You said I would never be a writer, a published author. Lies you tell!
Come out from under your rock! You slimy serpent, you volunteer slave. You volunteered to serve the devil, to be his imp. And for Free! What did you get? You have NO money! What did you get!? You will reap EVERYTHING YOU SOWED!
"Get thee behind me satan!"
Is it too late? Can you finally come to Christ? Will you ever get on your knees and repent of your sins? Will you continue to profess that I am nothing but a common liar, a low life daughter jealous of your color?
One of these days your many victims are going to finally believe me. They are going to take the blinders off. GOD is going to open their ears, heal them of their dull understanding.
There is still time. GOD is still waiting. "To GOD be the Glory!"
Stay in His WORD children! Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing!"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Abraham Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation never freed a single slave. It was a worthless document as far as the the Confederate South was concerned.
From the 1600 hundreds Africans (people of color) languished in one of the worse inhumane institutions ever conceived by man. The excuse was that GOD had cursed them, they were just little monkey children that needed the guidance of a white paternalistic society in order to function and be productive.
What if the Civil War had never been fought or the 13th amendment had never been passed? Would slavery still be in existence. Would black people still be waiting for GOD to act, to save them? How many of the four million were contented and docile?
How many people on this earth still tolerate vicious silent covert demons in their lives? How many of us hide from the truth because it is far to painful to acknowledge. How many of us put up with demons planted in our families because we don't think they would dare harm us?
How many of us keep deep dark secrets because we don't want the world to know that such a creature plagues us? Or is it because she is such a smooth liar? Do you accept her token gifts for your "silence"? Do you play dumb just to get along? Are you afraid, terrified of her?
It is 2012 and America is still suffering from the ignorance perpetuated by that demonic system. The worse lie of all is inferiority. That a black brain is less intelligent, that blacks are less moral, more inclined to lasciviousness and laziness.
It is true that many people of color seem to fit the stereotypes exactly. If the truth is ever told the world will have to finally admit that it is CHARACTER and it has nothing to do with color.
I am a scared woman ripped up and torn. For 61 years I have attempted to live and thrive on this earth. I must admit that I got off to a very bad start. Born to a hideous woman addicted to inflicting pain and torture. Never a dumb woman, actually quite intelligent, she pulled off the greatest scam known to man and she is still laughing.
I don't know why she is a closet demon. I DO KNOW SHE IS ONE! Jesus told us that we would know them by their fruit. Her fruit is despicable! It is unbearable. Her other victims would rather remain "dumb" and silent. I don't blame them. How horrible can one woman be? Is it better to pretend that you don't know? Should you try to deny and pretend that she is the "good woman" she successfully pretends to be?
Is it possible for any human being to be so cruel and heartless? If we embrace our truth and admit the truth what should we do then? Can we allow the world to stare and whisper?
After all the woman is 87 years old! What more can she do? "Let her die! Let her die and rot in hell!" Should we cover for her? Should we pretend that she didn't make us suffer needlessly?
What did Martha want exactly? Does she know? Why is she such a vicious sneak? "Sneak". She is a sneak as well as a snake, a vicious viperous serpent. My "friends" tell me to get over it, to move on with my life. I am! GOD told me to tell it. GOD told me that my testimony will save others.
If you don't know anything about GOD's WORD you must know that His Truth will be shouted from the roof tops. "You will reap what you sow!"
For eighty-seven years you have been the most manacle devious sick pervert on this earth! You made a serious mistake making ME go to church every Sunday! You made a mistake acquiring a licence to preach from people you considered simpletons.
Didn't you know this day was coming? Have you NO shame? You sexually violated little children including your own. There has never been anything in your black heart but hatred. You are an abomination! An albatross.
You intended to leave here with all of your children stripped and broken. You intended to leave here lauded and praised for being a woman of GOD. You always blamed us for your unfulfilled life. Never one time have you ever admitted the truth about anything you ever did. You were a common whore and it was your lust for the flesh that ruined you.
You are stupid and rebellious. Instead of admitting your mistakes and attempting to change you plotted, tried to extract your brand of vengeance. Yes I was born poor black and "illegitimate". It was your fault you stupid whore! To this day you are not sure who my real father is. You can't blame me for that!
You were always deeply and insanely jealous of me because you thought I was prettier, smarter, more moral. I was never going to succeed or be anything under your watch. You destroyed a great musician, a great doctor, someone gifted enough to find a cure for cancer.
You said I would never be a writer, a published author. Lies you tell!
Come out from under your rock! You slimy serpent, you volunteer slave. You volunteered to serve the devil, to be his imp. And for Free! What did you get? You have NO money! What did you get!? You will reap EVERYTHING YOU SOWED!
"Get thee behind me satan!"
Is it too late? Can you finally come to Christ? Will you ever get on your knees and repent of your sins? Will you continue to profess that I am nothing but a common liar, a low life daughter jealous of your color?
One of these days your many victims are going to finally believe me. They are going to take the blinders off. GOD is going to open their ears, heal them of their dull understanding.
There is still time. GOD is still waiting. "To GOD be the Glory!"
Stay in His WORD children! Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing!"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Stunned!
Once again the world is stunned, in shock and disbelief. One again innocent children are robbed, destroyed. We will lament the tragedy for a while, then we will forget. Slip back into of selfishness and continue our quest for "getting". We will keep collecting things. We have a long list of "things" to get, to acquire before we die. We are normal, we are perfect and nothing will ever affect or touch our lives.
We go to church every Sunday. We serve the LORD, pay our tithes and "say" our daily prayers. We love to brag about how perfect we are, how perfectly normal our families are. We bask in the fact that no one in our family has ever strayed. We put up our tree, decorate our home and plan many festivities to celebrate the season.
We keep our family secrets because the world can never know how we suffer daily. The world will never know how much we hurt or how much we lost because we have to keep her a secret. We pretend that one of the greatest, kindest men that ever lived suddenly lost his mind and shot himself in the heart because we don't have the courage to expose this demon.
She can't be a demon because she preaches. And if we accuse her she will bludgeon us. She will hate us, withdraw her fake feigned love. We laugh at her victims. Born to be brilliant talented artists, musicians and doctors. We laugh at their crippled state. Some drowning in alcohol, others substance abuse or excruciating pain.
We can't believe. We refuse to hear or see. She will never repent so the best thing we can do is to wait on her to die. We will tell then. We will get together and have a good old time laughing and remembering her harrowing life.
"Remember the time I was three and you were four and she left us in that apartment on Bridges Street all alone for days? The apartment was cold and we had no food. Remember you tried to fry her huge orange goldfish? Remember her telling you what a smart boy you were?"
"Remember how she had us down on a grave at midnight on a full moon collecting "goofer dust" by the light of a kerosene lantern?...Boy those were the good old days. Who knew that she would only get worse? Remember when she said 'I keep yo' a**holes open! Cursed us for days and went out and got a huge sack of grits and a slab of fatback and refused to buy any other groceries for months?"
"Remember how she sexually abused us and dared us to tell?...but she made us go to church every Sunday! We were not allowed to miss....Remember how she always took our money? If I earned any money baby sitting or working for someone she took it, demanded it like the pimp she was."
"Remember how she called us filthy names and said that we weren't s*** and would never be s***? Hey! did she ever throw your meager clothes away? Did you ever wonder why you could only find one shoe? You had a beautiful suit that was stunning. Someone complimented you and you went to wear it again but you could not find the skirt. Hey! how many of our pets did she kill? I know you lost count just like I did."
"Tell me again why we kept her a secret for so long? Did we believe that she could actually "root" us? Did we think she would shoot us in the heart like she did granddaddy? You didn't think she was a real preacher did you?"
"Were you embarrassed to let the world know that your mother was perhaps the commonest, lowest, vilest woman that ever lived? Or did you keep quiet because you knew that no one in this world would ever care? No one cares because you are black. This world can't see black people. They think all black people are like Martha, common.
You life, your brains and beauty don't count for anything because you are too black. Who cares about black people? Black people don't care about black people. She told you that you were nothing but a "luddle black heifa'!' She told you that the world would never care about you. She could molest you, beat and torture you right under the nose of her father and the church and no one would ever believe you. Well, they do believe you. They just can't car. The same way your mother could not care.
Too bad you were born so black. It is your mistake. You should have been born white or at least high yalla like your mother
We go to church every Sunday. We serve the LORD, pay our tithes and "say" our daily prayers. We love to brag about how perfect we are, how perfectly normal our families are. We bask in the fact that no one in our family has ever strayed. We put up our tree, decorate our home and plan many festivities to celebrate the season.
We keep our family secrets because the world can never know how we suffer daily. The world will never know how much we hurt or how much we lost because we have to keep her a secret. We pretend that one of the greatest, kindest men that ever lived suddenly lost his mind and shot himself in the heart because we don't have the courage to expose this demon.
She can't be a demon because she preaches. And if we accuse her she will bludgeon us. She will hate us, withdraw her fake feigned love. We laugh at her victims. Born to be brilliant talented artists, musicians and doctors. We laugh at their crippled state. Some drowning in alcohol, others substance abuse or excruciating pain.
We can't believe. We refuse to hear or see. She will never repent so the best thing we can do is to wait on her to die. We will tell then. We will get together and have a good old time laughing and remembering her harrowing life.
"Remember the time I was three and you were four and she left us in that apartment on Bridges Street all alone for days? The apartment was cold and we had no food. Remember you tried to fry her huge orange goldfish? Remember her telling you what a smart boy you were?"
"Remember how she had us down on a grave at midnight on a full moon collecting "goofer dust" by the light of a kerosene lantern?...Boy those were the good old days. Who knew that she would only get worse? Remember when she said 'I keep yo' a**holes open! Cursed us for days and went out and got a huge sack of grits and a slab of fatback and refused to buy any other groceries for months?"
"Remember how she sexually abused us and dared us to tell?...but she made us go to church every Sunday! We were not allowed to miss....Remember how she always took our money? If I earned any money baby sitting or working for someone she took it, demanded it like the pimp she was."
"Remember how she called us filthy names and said that we weren't s*** and would never be s***? Hey! did she ever throw your meager clothes away? Did you ever wonder why you could only find one shoe? You had a beautiful suit that was stunning. Someone complimented you and you went to wear it again but you could not find the skirt. Hey! how many of our pets did she kill? I know you lost count just like I did."
"Tell me again why we kept her a secret for so long? Did we believe that she could actually "root" us? Did we think she would shoot us in the heart like she did granddaddy? You didn't think she was a real preacher did you?"
"Were you embarrassed to let the world know that your mother was perhaps the commonest, lowest, vilest woman that ever lived? Or did you keep quiet because you knew that no one in this world would ever care? No one cares because you are black. This world can't see black people. They think all black people are like Martha, common.
You life, your brains and beauty don't count for anything because you are too black. Who cares about black people? Black people don't care about black people. She told you that you were nothing but a "luddle black heifa'!' She told you that the world would never care about you. She could molest you, beat and torture you right under the nose of her father and the church and no one would ever believe you. Well, they do believe you. They just can't car. The same way your mother could not care.
Too bad you were born so black. It is your mistake. You should have been born white or at least high yalla like your mother
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Your life is a gift from GOD
Your unique "unusual" life is a gift from GOD. He made you special, extremely strong and resilient. He gave you clarity of mind, vision and keen understanding of His WORD. You are blessed.
That's what GOD told me. I smiled. I'm still beaming. When I tell you GOD blessed me and lifted me out an awful pit, you just have to trust me. Few people will ever be able to comprehend the evil GOD delivered me from. You have no frame of reference.
GOD is good! He is LOVE! No matter what you do or have done GOD is quick to deliver you, to forgive you. I finally had to admit what my grandfather couldn't. She doesn't want to be delivered. The life she lives is the life she chose. She gets off on the terror she inflicts. She knows the ones that fear her. She exploits it. Deliberately tells blatant lies to their faces just to see how they are going to react.
She has never been crazy. She has always had good sense. She exploited our needy love. Deliberately starved us just to make us beg. Yes there is something wrong with her, but it is not mental illness. She is carnal and corrupt. Just plain common, no moral compass.
She could repent today if she wanted to. She has good sense. Unfortunately her attention is devoted to destroying what is left of my poor brothers. There are five. Every one thinks that she is merely targeting the two weakest. If you are still foolish enough to play her game. If you are still so ashamed of what she did to you. If you are living in denial tortured by the bad dreams and worse images she plagued you with, know that I know. GOD revealed her to me.
Pretending that she is something that she isn't will not change her. She will keep that monster under cover most of the time. Note, most of the time. She is going to give you a little taste every once in a while just to see the terrorizing fear in your eyes.
I am surprised that she doesn't coke on her own lies when she sends up another phony prayer. She hates GOD. She hates GOD more than she did her father. The sniveling coward had to wait until he was infirm with one leg, bed ridden, before she shot him through the heart.
She had a good time shedding those dry crocodile tears and demanding all of the attention at his funeral. Laughing at us the whole time. She is still laughing. Got away with MURDER! She knew we were too cowardly to ever confront her.
YOU KNOW SHE DID IT! We all know she did it. It certainly wasn't the first time she did something sick and demonic. She struck us with some sick act at least once a month. NO! we didn't tell! I didn't dare tell. I never was stupid.
I finally got feed up with her. The world needs to know about this succubus. You don't have to see her fangs, claws and horns to know that they are there. Pretending that she is a saved sanctified mother/preacher will not make it so.
"Know ye the Truth!"
Stay in His WORD children.
Be abundantly blessed,
Rachel Gwendolyn
That's what GOD told me. I smiled. I'm still beaming. When I tell you GOD blessed me and lifted me out an awful pit, you just have to trust me. Few people will ever be able to comprehend the evil GOD delivered me from. You have no frame of reference.
GOD is good! He is LOVE! No matter what you do or have done GOD is quick to deliver you, to forgive you. I finally had to admit what my grandfather couldn't. She doesn't want to be delivered. The life she lives is the life she chose. She gets off on the terror she inflicts. She knows the ones that fear her. She exploits it. Deliberately tells blatant lies to their faces just to see how they are going to react.
She has never been crazy. She has always had good sense. She exploited our needy love. Deliberately starved us just to make us beg. Yes there is something wrong with her, but it is not mental illness. She is carnal and corrupt. Just plain common, no moral compass.
She could repent today if she wanted to. She has good sense. Unfortunately her attention is devoted to destroying what is left of my poor brothers. There are five. Every one thinks that she is merely targeting the two weakest. If you are still foolish enough to play her game. If you are still so ashamed of what she did to you. If you are living in denial tortured by the bad dreams and worse images she plagued you with, know that I know. GOD revealed her to me.
Pretending that she is something that she isn't will not change her. She will keep that monster under cover most of the time. Note, most of the time. She is going to give you a little taste every once in a while just to see the terrorizing fear in your eyes.
I am surprised that she doesn't coke on her own lies when she sends up another phony prayer. She hates GOD. She hates GOD more than she did her father. The sniveling coward had to wait until he was infirm with one leg, bed ridden, before she shot him through the heart.
She had a good time shedding those dry crocodile tears and demanding all of the attention at his funeral. Laughing at us the whole time. She is still laughing. Got away with MURDER! She knew we were too cowardly to ever confront her.
YOU KNOW SHE DID IT! We all know she did it. It certainly wasn't the first time she did something sick and demonic. She struck us with some sick act at least once a month. NO! we didn't tell! I didn't dare tell. I never was stupid.
I finally got feed up with her. The world needs to know about this succubus. You don't have to see her fangs, claws and horns to know that they are there. Pretending that she is a saved sanctified mother/preacher will not make it so.
"Know ye the Truth!"
Stay in His WORD children.
Be abundantly blessed,
Rachel Gwendolyn
Saturday, December 8, 2012
"'Tis the season ...
to be merry." The whole world prepares for Christmas. All perfect, all normal, all cut out of the same cookie cutter of perfection. Singing Christmas carols, wrapping gifts, not a worry in the world. We do take a moment to think of the less fortunate, buying toys for tots or dropping some dollar bills in the black kettle.
If you are not perfect you better pretend to be. You can't hurt, you better smile, even grin. You will invite people into your home that you don't like or trust. You are too polite or too afraid to shun them. No one else says anything, so you won't either.
If you hurt you are accused of being a crybaby, "unforgiving". You keep bringing up "old s***". You can't stop thinking. You can't stop remembering. You're seething with anger and disappointment. You want to enjoy Christmas. You want desperately to be "normal" like everyone else.
Unfortunately "normal" escaped you. You don't know what "normal" is. You observe, you mimic, but you know that something is missing. You can't stop remembering all of the "bad Christmases".
You know what the Bible says. "You will reap what you sow."
You wrap gifts and decorate your house but you can't squash the image of that demon. You fought this truth your whole life although she always made it crystal clear. Blind Ray Charles could see from the grave she is a demon! She never half stepped in her cruelty. Always complete butchery. She went straight for the jugular with a quickness. Tied my 12 year old brother up like a hog. Stripped him completely naked and beat him bloody. Beat him across his privates. Left him to die. Had the nerve to come back hours later to console him, to kiss him and to remind him how it was all his fault and how we "bed not tell nobody!".
What is she "preaching" for? Does she like the sound of "Reverend"? Who believes her? Who still fears her? Why?
Prepare for Christmas. Get ready for that great day. Give more than you receive. Give yourself GOD's Gospel Truth.
Merry Christmas to all!
If you are not perfect you better pretend to be. You can't hurt, you better smile, even grin. You will invite people into your home that you don't like or trust. You are too polite or too afraid to shun them. No one else says anything, so you won't either.
If you hurt you are accused of being a crybaby, "unforgiving". You keep bringing up "old s***". You can't stop thinking. You can't stop remembering. You're seething with anger and disappointment. You want to enjoy Christmas. You want desperately to be "normal" like everyone else.
Unfortunately "normal" escaped you. You don't know what "normal" is. You observe, you mimic, but you know that something is missing. You can't stop remembering all of the "bad Christmases".
You know what the Bible says. "You will reap what you sow."
You wrap gifts and decorate your house but you can't squash the image of that demon. You fought this truth your whole life although she always made it crystal clear. Blind Ray Charles could see from the grave she is a demon! She never half stepped in her cruelty. Always complete butchery. She went straight for the jugular with a quickness. Tied my 12 year old brother up like a hog. Stripped him completely naked and beat him bloody. Beat him across his privates. Left him to die. Had the nerve to come back hours later to console him, to kiss him and to remind him how it was all his fault and how we "bed not tell nobody!".
What is she "preaching" for? Does she like the sound of "Reverend"? Who believes her? Who still fears her? Why?
Prepare for Christmas. Get ready for that great day. Give more than you receive. Give yourself GOD's Gospel Truth.
Merry Christmas to all!
In and out of consciousness ...
Many people have watched the sick or infirm drift in and out of consciousness. It is sad, you don't know if they are going to live or die. You pray, hold their hand, talk and sing to them. Most people do every thing they can to help them pull through.
I know people can suffer, remain comatose or semi-conscious for years. But can you drift in and out of righteousness? Can you love GOD and mankind one minute and rage with hatred and demonism the next?
Martha Jane Walters XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX, my mother, is a woman that drifts in and out of consciousness,in and out of righteousness. She lives in her imagination. A world she created, a world built on falsehoods, extreme ignorance and extreme terror. In her mind she is entitled and privileged, rich, famous and brilliant, beautiful and beyond reproach. Martha describes herself as a selfless loving mother, sister and daughter. She has never done anything but tried to love the unlovable in a cold cruel dying world.
She slips in and out of her imagination at will, on a whim or whenever the need serves her. Jealousy and envy coax her out with a quickness. She will come out to lie, snare, plot and scheme. She will come out to hurt you, to plant "roots", her witchcraft while cooing in your ear pretending to care, to love.
If she thinks you are doing too well, risen above your station in life, received something she didn't get or get something she doesn't believe you deserve she will come out of hiding. She will leave all that flattery and feigned love to terrorize and humiliate you. Her deep secret hatred will over power any love she ever tried to cultivate. She strokes the fires of her burning hatred by reminding herself of how you destroyed her life. She would have had a better life, a perfect life if you hadn't come along to spoil it.
Martha is a child, an eight year old child in an 87 year old body. Savagely raped at eight she froze, never grew, became stagnated in the grief and terror she experienced . Perhaps she believed the lies she was told. Maybe some other "Martha Jane" told her that she wasn't "s***". That she would never be nothing.
That could be the reason she told me that I wasn't "s***", that I was nothing but a "luddle black hiefa", a black bastard that no one wanted. Maybe she hurt so much all she could ever do was hate others.
Yes she knew better. She always knew better. That's why she was able to conceal her true self, her real identity so cleverly. Ironically I did my masters thesis on voodoo and conjure. In my research I discovered something very shocking, raping a virgin child is supposed to give you great power.
That is what my lunatic mother and stepfather did to us. She thought she had power, she never realized that she was just reaping shame. She expected to go to her grave invisible, undetected, admired and loved.
I am sorry that she never read and understood that Bible she preached from. Martha Jane Walters is the lowest, the commonest, the foulest, the vilest demonic woman that ever lived. She wanted power, to rob GOD. She deliberately made the decision to follow the prince of this world. For 87 years she has gotten over, has fooled far too many.
No, she never fooled me. I simply suffered in silence and "disbelief". I refused to accept GOD's Truth because I really thought I could help. Like granddaddy I thought I could love her, admonish her and pray for her to hear, to change.
If you are on the same road that Martha took, turn around. If you are a liar and a schemer. If you think that you have to plot on others, trade sex for what you want. If you think the prince of this world is going to win and you have decided to be a disciple of the devil, think again. Turn around. If you have been blinded by her charm and admire her, pray, ask GOD to open your eyes.
If she is your mother or grandmother know that you don't have to be ashamed. She is a curse that you don't have to bear.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
I know people can suffer, remain comatose or semi-conscious for years. But can you drift in and out of righteousness? Can you love GOD and mankind one minute and rage with hatred and demonism the next?
Martha Jane Walters XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX, my mother, is a woman that drifts in and out of consciousness,in and out of righteousness. She lives in her imagination. A world she created, a world built on falsehoods, extreme ignorance and extreme terror. In her mind she is entitled and privileged, rich, famous and brilliant, beautiful and beyond reproach. Martha describes herself as a selfless loving mother, sister and daughter. She has never done anything but tried to love the unlovable in a cold cruel dying world.
She slips in and out of her imagination at will, on a whim or whenever the need serves her. Jealousy and envy coax her out with a quickness. She will come out to lie, snare, plot and scheme. She will come out to hurt you, to plant "roots", her witchcraft while cooing in your ear pretending to care, to love.
If she thinks you are doing too well, risen above your station in life, received something she didn't get or get something she doesn't believe you deserve she will come out of hiding. She will leave all that flattery and feigned love to terrorize and humiliate you. Her deep secret hatred will over power any love she ever tried to cultivate. She strokes the fires of her burning hatred by reminding herself of how you destroyed her life. She would have had a better life, a perfect life if you hadn't come along to spoil it.
Martha is a child, an eight year old child in an 87 year old body. Savagely raped at eight she froze, never grew, became stagnated in the grief and terror she experienced . Perhaps she believed the lies she was told. Maybe some other "Martha Jane" told her that she wasn't "s***". That she would never be nothing.
That could be the reason she told me that I wasn't "s***", that I was nothing but a "luddle black hiefa", a black bastard that no one wanted. Maybe she hurt so much all she could ever do was hate others.
Yes she knew better. She always knew better. That's why she was able to conceal her true self, her real identity so cleverly. Ironically I did my masters thesis on voodoo and conjure. In my research I discovered something very shocking, raping a virgin child is supposed to give you great power.
That is what my lunatic mother and stepfather did to us. She thought she had power, she never realized that she was just reaping shame. She expected to go to her grave invisible, undetected, admired and loved.
I am sorry that she never read and understood that Bible she preached from. Martha Jane Walters is the lowest, the commonest, the foulest, the vilest demonic woman that ever lived. She wanted power, to rob GOD. She deliberately made the decision to follow the prince of this world. For 87 years she has gotten over, has fooled far too many.
No, she never fooled me. I simply suffered in silence and "disbelief". I refused to accept GOD's Truth because I really thought I could help. Like granddaddy I thought I could love her, admonish her and pray for her to hear, to change.
If you are on the same road that Martha took, turn around. If you are a liar and a schemer. If you think that you have to plot on others, trade sex for what you want. If you think the prince of this world is going to win and you have decided to be a disciple of the devil, think again. Turn around. If you have been blinded by her charm and admire her, pray, ask GOD to open your eyes.
If she is your mother or grandmother know that you don't have to be ashamed. She is a curse that you don't have to bear.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Where would we be without Dr. Martin Luther King?
Very few want to admit it, but we would be in very sad shape as a world without the unselfish sacrifice of that one man. Yes, there were many that helped him but he paid the ultimate price. He refused to live degraded and reduced to human garbage. No one was going to convince him to accept second class citizenship because he was born blessed with dark skin.
I will not either. No one, no monster of a mother is going to keep me from my destiny, from GOD's blessings. She will not convince me that I am too black to love, that I am a nothing. She tried too hard, tried too long to destroy me, to destroy us.
In the end she only succeeded in destroying her stupid wicked self. Her color, her hair and her fleet of Cadilacs didn't save her. A pervert trying to hide behind her father's good name. A deceitful woman exploiting the ignorance of the gullible. People dumb enough to think color makes a difference to GOD. GOD created all of us, blessed us with a different color and hair texture for His own reasons.
Who told you to take that Bible and exploit it for your own selfish sadistic purpose? Who told you to love yourself more than GOD, more than your fellow man?
This country was built on the principle of "white supremacy". The greatest war ever fought was fought on the premise that the white man is supreme and has the right to to make a whole "race" suffer and be subjected to every whim necessary to make another race feel good and enjoy the fruits of this world alone. Over 620,000 men died in that war. More men died in all our wars put together. The war ended, the guilty were not punished and "blacks" were left to fend for themselves. Still hated for the color of their skin. As a matter of fact, hated even more because they were blamed for the war. Hated for existing, hated for causing white brother to kill white brother.
Abraham Lincoln said that; "America would be well rid of the negro." before he was assassinated. He was looking for an island, a country, some land to send all the "niggers", GOD's curse, His blight.
I read a bumper sticker once that said; "If we had known you niggers were going to be such a problem we would have picked our own damn cotton!"
Make the mistake of being born black, brown, yellow or red in this country and you will suffer. You must suffer at the hands of the "whites" that are in control and of all the people of color that believe them, uphold them and delight in your misery.
My mother once remarked to me; "We (referring to light skinned blacks) had it made to dat damn Martin Luther Coon came along." I laughed right along with her. I didn't agree but I didn't dare tell her. I didn't share with her how much I loved that man and how much I appreciated his sacrifice.
It breaks my heart that he never got to enjoy the opportunities he helped to create.
If you are a person of a lighter hue and think that you are better than anyone else, that you are superior and therefore deserving of the lions share of GOD's goodness you are an idiot. If you are a dark skinned person hiding behind your blackness as an excuse to steal or to be wicked you are a worse demon than the lowest racist.
WAKE UP! Embrace the fact that it is your Character NOT your Color.
To GOD be the Glory!
I will not either. No one, no monster of a mother is going to keep me from my destiny, from GOD's blessings. She will not convince me that I am too black to love, that I am a nothing. She tried too hard, tried too long to destroy me, to destroy us.
In the end she only succeeded in destroying her stupid wicked self. Her color, her hair and her fleet of Cadilacs didn't save her. A pervert trying to hide behind her father's good name. A deceitful woman exploiting the ignorance of the gullible. People dumb enough to think color makes a difference to GOD. GOD created all of us, blessed us with a different color and hair texture for His own reasons.
Who told you to take that Bible and exploit it for your own selfish sadistic purpose? Who told you to love yourself more than GOD, more than your fellow man?
This country was built on the principle of "white supremacy". The greatest war ever fought was fought on the premise that the white man is supreme and has the right to to make a whole "race" suffer and be subjected to every whim necessary to make another race feel good and enjoy the fruits of this world alone. Over 620,000 men died in that war. More men died in all our wars put together. The war ended, the guilty were not punished and "blacks" were left to fend for themselves. Still hated for the color of their skin. As a matter of fact, hated even more because they were blamed for the war. Hated for existing, hated for causing white brother to kill white brother.
Abraham Lincoln said that; "America would be well rid of the negro." before he was assassinated. He was looking for an island, a country, some land to send all the "niggers", GOD's curse, His blight.
I read a bumper sticker once that said; "If we had known you niggers were going to be such a problem we would have picked our own damn cotton!"
Make the mistake of being born black, brown, yellow or red in this country and you will suffer. You must suffer at the hands of the "whites" that are in control and of all the people of color that believe them, uphold them and delight in your misery.
My mother once remarked to me; "We (referring to light skinned blacks) had it made to dat damn Martin Luther Coon came along." I laughed right along with her. I didn't agree but I didn't dare tell her. I didn't share with her how much I loved that man and how much I appreciated his sacrifice.
It breaks my heart that he never got to enjoy the opportunities he helped to create.
If you are a person of a lighter hue and think that you are better than anyone else, that you are superior and therefore deserving of the lions share of GOD's goodness you are an idiot. If you are a dark skinned person hiding behind your blackness as an excuse to steal or to be wicked you are a worse demon than the lowest racist.
WAKE UP! Embrace the fact that it is your Character NOT your Color.
To GOD be the Glory!
"Knee bent and body bowed..."
Hear my prayer Oh LORD! Dear LORD I am coming before you as an empty pitcher before a full fountain desiring to be filled with your goodness. I am heavy burdened, prostrate with grief. Heal me LORD. Remove this albatross, this sick hedonist , this creature from the dark dungeon of hell.
Dear LORD you know our plight. You know that she is sick with evil. You know she holds my family hostage simply because her evil is too horrendous to believe, too repulsive to accept as true. For eighty-seven years she has lived among us savagely destroying us in secret for her own sadist pleasure.
Dear LORD I knew February 10, 1979 that she did it. She called me on the phone screaming that my grandfather had killed himself. I knew and I knew that I knew. Petrified with fear I did what I always did, I went along with her lie. I knew as a small child that she was an evil woman. What could I do? I was caught in her net. Every day of my life I lived to survive. I stayed out of her way, kept my mouth shut, went along with her schemes. We all did.
"Don't upset Mathy! Don't get in her way. Pretend to be blind and stupid. Don't criticize her. Play dumb, be her dumb coon. "Go along to get along."
The week of February 10 - 18, 1979 was the saddest in my life. I don't think I have ever hurt more or since. She went out and bought herself ten fabulous outfits. Complete with hats, gloves, purses and furs. Demanded that my brother chronicle every outfit on film. She posed grinning from ear to ear in her long white Cadillac, beautiful matching black and white brim cocked ace duce over her reddish blonde wig, She had a change of outfits for every hour. Not one tear, not one tear dropped from her hideous snarly face. She had the nerve to taunt me; "I ain't buying him no socks!" Some how I found the courage to confront her screaming at the top of my lungs in Sears; "You will buy my GranddaddySOOOCCCCKS! You will put socks and draws on him!"
She got him the socks and laughed. She thought it was funny to threaten to send him to heaven with his ass out. She thought it was a joke. Mathy was in charge. She was in charge of the funeral, his land, his house, every thing. Mathy had always been in charge. How ironic, the irony of ironies. A woman that could not control her own life. A woman that could never say no to her carnal urges was in charge of our lives.
Bobo took all the pictures at the wake and she complained that he took too many pictures of "those ugly black niggers". She took me to the cheapest store in town and bought me a seven dollar black polyester dress. I was teaching school in Atlanta but I didn't have any money. She complained about my "broke ass" always begging and and always needing. I was still sending her a check for thirty-five dollars a month just to keep her quiet. "You graduated from college and can't hep yo' mama!?" I needed my money but I needed her to be quiet. I needed to please her, to make myself more acceptable. I did not know that was part of her pimp "Iceberg Slim" persona.
Martha was a true Madame, a hustler, a prostitute, addicted to other people's money.
Granddaddy looked so peaceful in his casket. He appeared to be smiling. He did look as if he welcomed death. He should have. Living with and putting up with his wayward wicked daughter for fifty-four years. He did tell me once to leave and never come back. I couldn't leave my grandfather even if I had to put up with her. The love and wisdom my grandfather poured on me was well worth the risk of "Mathy Jane".
Mathy Jane is a common woman. There is nothing too low and too common for her to do. She thinks keeping her decadence a secret erases it. If you don't know that means she didn't do it. She thinks telling outrageous lies on her accusers protects her. "You told on me, but I pinned it on you!"
She is too horrible to believe. She has more nerve than a brass monkey. She is an ordained minister in the A.M.E. Zion Church. That tells you a lot about our churches. When a church, their hierarchy, bishops, presiding elders and pastors are too afraid to confront a demon wearing their robes, standing in their pulpits you know that is not a real church. That is a collection of "Jesus Pimps" exploiting the poor people just like Mathy. She knows, she knows full well what she is doing. She is confident that she will get away with it. She put all of her faith in her "Goofer Dust" and declares that she is winning.
Dear LORD expose her! Expose her and all those just like her. Expose the cowards that insist on bowing at her feet, too sorry and too lazy to know the truth.
Yes my grandfather was glad to die, glad to go home to his Father in Heaven. He was tired of Mathy and her extreme cruelty. He was tired of being exploited, robbed and lied on. She will lie on you! She will pin her decadence on you. She will corrupt you and make you just as hate filled as she is.
I will NOT hate you Mathy. You will NOT take my crown. I will tell the truth on you. I will reveal you to the world. You are a hate filled sadist. You live to hurt and destroy. You have No love or compassion in your heart for anyone. YOU HATE GOD! You hated your daddy. You think you stole his good name. You tried to wear his crown. You are beyond evil. You are an abomination unto the LORD.
You will never free your victims. That would be too much like being decent. Decency is a word that has escaped you for your entire life. You are the sneaky snake that you accused me of being. No you will never repent. You would rather die and go to hell than admit your awful truth. You are greedy, selfish and carnal. You are a MURDERER! You didn't just take lives, you destroyed every dream you could, every life you could.
You will not get away! You will pay for every foul deed you committed. My family will not join me in condemning you. I pray for them daily. I pray for their healing. I pray that GOD will finally open their eyes and ears and give them the courage to accept His Might Truth.
You have no power! You are an outrageous horrifying Demon! that enjoyed treachery and deceit for far too long. What did you get? You let the devil trick and use you! What did you get? Who still believes that you are a real preacher? Who will call you and ask for your prayers? Who will ask you to lay hands on them?
What will they do when you die? Who will stand in a pulpit of GOD and say anything good about you? Who will not be delighted that you are finally dead? Who wants your crap? Who wants anything that you leave, other than your money?
Who will say "good riddance to bad rubbish!"? Who will say; "I knew all the time, but I was just afraid"?
Who will cry; "Why LORD? Why did you afflict us with this demon so long!?"
Dear LORD ease my burden, lift my heart, grant me Your courage and understanding, in the Mighty name of JESUS I pray.
Amen.
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster, (your humble servant and grief stricken child)
P.S.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Dear LORD you know our plight. You know that she is sick with evil. You know she holds my family hostage simply because her evil is too horrendous to believe, too repulsive to accept as true. For eighty-seven years she has lived among us savagely destroying us in secret for her own sadist pleasure.
Dear LORD I knew February 10, 1979 that she did it. She called me on the phone screaming that my grandfather had killed himself. I knew and I knew that I knew. Petrified with fear I did what I always did, I went along with her lie. I knew as a small child that she was an evil woman. What could I do? I was caught in her net. Every day of my life I lived to survive. I stayed out of her way, kept my mouth shut, went along with her schemes. We all did.
"Don't upset Mathy! Don't get in her way. Pretend to be blind and stupid. Don't criticize her. Play dumb, be her dumb coon. "Go along to get along."
The week of February 10 - 18, 1979 was the saddest in my life. I don't think I have ever hurt more or since. She went out and bought herself ten fabulous outfits. Complete with hats, gloves, purses and furs. Demanded that my brother chronicle every outfit on film. She posed grinning from ear to ear in her long white Cadillac, beautiful matching black and white brim cocked ace duce over her reddish blonde wig, She had a change of outfits for every hour. Not one tear, not one tear dropped from her hideous snarly face. She had the nerve to taunt me; "I ain't buying him no socks!" Some how I found the courage to confront her screaming at the top of my lungs in Sears; "You will buy my GranddaddySOOOCCCCKS! You will put socks and draws on him!"
She got him the socks and laughed. She thought it was funny to threaten to send him to heaven with his ass out. She thought it was a joke. Mathy was in charge. She was in charge of the funeral, his land, his house, every thing. Mathy had always been in charge. How ironic, the irony of ironies. A woman that could not control her own life. A woman that could never say no to her carnal urges was in charge of our lives.
Bobo took all the pictures at the wake and she complained that he took too many pictures of "those ugly black niggers". She took me to the cheapest store in town and bought me a seven dollar black polyester dress. I was teaching school in Atlanta but I didn't have any money. She complained about my "broke ass" always begging and and always needing. I was still sending her a check for thirty-five dollars a month just to keep her quiet. "You graduated from college and can't hep yo' mama!?" I needed my money but I needed her to be quiet. I needed to please her, to make myself more acceptable. I did not know that was part of her pimp "Iceberg Slim" persona.
Martha was a true Madame, a hustler, a prostitute, addicted to other people's money.
Granddaddy looked so peaceful in his casket. He appeared to be smiling. He did look as if he welcomed death. He should have. Living with and putting up with his wayward wicked daughter for fifty-four years. He did tell me once to leave and never come back. I couldn't leave my grandfather even if I had to put up with her. The love and wisdom my grandfather poured on me was well worth the risk of "Mathy Jane".
Mathy Jane is a common woman. There is nothing too low and too common for her to do. She thinks keeping her decadence a secret erases it. If you don't know that means she didn't do it. She thinks telling outrageous lies on her accusers protects her. "You told on me, but I pinned it on you!"
She is too horrible to believe. She has more nerve than a brass monkey. She is an ordained minister in the A.M.E. Zion Church. That tells you a lot about our churches. When a church, their hierarchy, bishops, presiding elders and pastors are too afraid to confront a demon wearing their robes, standing in their pulpits you know that is not a real church. That is a collection of "Jesus Pimps" exploiting the poor people just like Mathy. She knows, she knows full well what she is doing. She is confident that she will get away with it. She put all of her faith in her "Goofer Dust" and declares that she is winning.
Dear LORD expose her! Expose her and all those just like her. Expose the cowards that insist on bowing at her feet, too sorry and too lazy to know the truth.
Yes my grandfather was glad to die, glad to go home to his Father in Heaven. He was tired of Mathy and her extreme cruelty. He was tired of being exploited, robbed and lied on. She will lie on you! She will pin her decadence on you. She will corrupt you and make you just as hate filled as she is.
I will NOT hate you Mathy. You will NOT take my crown. I will tell the truth on you. I will reveal you to the world. You are a hate filled sadist. You live to hurt and destroy. You have No love or compassion in your heart for anyone. YOU HATE GOD! You hated your daddy. You think you stole his good name. You tried to wear his crown. You are beyond evil. You are an abomination unto the LORD.
You will never free your victims. That would be too much like being decent. Decency is a word that has escaped you for your entire life. You are the sneaky snake that you accused me of being. No you will never repent. You would rather die and go to hell than admit your awful truth. You are greedy, selfish and carnal. You are a MURDERER! You didn't just take lives, you destroyed every dream you could, every life you could.
You will not get away! You will pay for every foul deed you committed. My family will not join me in condemning you. I pray for them daily. I pray for their healing. I pray that GOD will finally open their eyes and ears and give them the courage to accept His Might Truth.
You have no power! You are an outrageous horrifying Demon! that enjoyed treachery and deceit for far too long. What did you get? You let the devil trick and use you! What did you get? Who still believes that you are a real preacher? Who will call you and ask for your prayers? Who will ask you to lay hands on them?
What will they do when you die? Who will stand in a pulpit of GOD and say anything good about you? Who will not be delighted that you are finally dead? Who wants your crap? Who wants anything that you leave, other than your money?
Who will say "good riddance to bad rubbish!"? Who will say; "I knew all the time, but I was just afraid"?
Who will cry; "Why LORD? Why did you afflict us with this demon so long!?"
Dear LORD ease my burden, lift my heart, grant me Your courage and understanding, in the Mighty name of JESUS I pray.
Amen.
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster, (your humble servant and grief stricken child)
P.S.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, December 1, 2012
"Hold fast!"
"Behold, I am coming quickly! Hold fast what you have, that no one take your crown." (Revelation 3:11)
Hold onto your sanity, your faith, unwavering hope. GOD has your back, your front, He has you in the palm of His hand. No matter how miserable and monstrous that demon is You are blessed.
I still have my crown! She tried to tear it off. The low life common cunt tried to steal it, tried every cunning diabolical treacherous act her little pea brain could conjure.
Praise the LORD! GOD kept me, guided my feet, opened my eyes and my ears. If you yet languish in her net of deceit it is your own fault. If you are still wearing the blinders she plastered on your eyes, it is your own fault.
I know that I am the happiest woman on this earth. I escaped! Yes, I narrowly escaped, but I escaped! I paid attention, I read, I studied to show myself approved. I prayed and better than my prayers were my grandfather's prayers. Somebody prayed for me! Somebody loved me.
No I am not the only one. I am among the billions of innocent children brought to this earth ensnared in the sin and degradation of their reprobate parents.
You can think for yourself. You don't have to accept every abominable lie that spews out of that demon's mouth.
#1- Demons are real! Read your Bible! They kept Jesus and His disciples very busy casting them out.
#2- Your enemies will be of your own household. Your own blood kin will hate you, haunt you for no apparent reason other than to persecute you. Beware! It is not really you that they hate. They hate GOD! They hate Truth! They hate all Holiness, any and every form of innocence.
#3- They are disciples and worshipers of satan. Jesus told you to look at their fruit. You better look! You better discern for yourself. No they will never admit it. Never in a million years. How do they defend their ruined lives? They cry crocodile tears, they call you foul names and try to bully and intimidate you into fearing the truth. They do things so awful that you would rather live in a blind stupor pretending this sick demon is a wholesome mother and preacher.
#4 LIES FROM HELL! I will not accept her! I will not call her mother and I will NOT keep her demonic secrets. She will not hold me hostage with her feigned pretend love. She will not lacerate me over and over and laugh.
#5- That demon from the bowels of hell claims to the world that I want revenge. I don't want revenge. If I wanted revenge I would have shot her through the heart like she did my grandfather. If I wanted revenge I would have bludgeoned her old ass to death years ago. I cared for her when she was sick and feeble. I could have poisoned her or smothered her in her sleep. No I want JUSTICE! I want the Truth known to the world. I want other would be conjurers and Sooth Sayers to know that that is not the way. I want all would be pedophiles to get help, to seek the LORD.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Hold onto your sanity, your faith, unwavering hope. GOD has your back, your front, He has you in the palm of His hand. No matter how miserable and monstrous that demon is You are blessed.
I still have my crown! She tried to tear it off. The low life common cunt tried to steal it, tried every cunning diabolical treacherous act her little pea brain could conjure.
Praise the LORD! GOD kept me, guided my feet, opened my eyes and my ears. If you yet languish in her net of deceit it is your own fault. If you are still wearing the blinders she plastered on your eyes, it is your own fault.
I know that I am the happiest woman on this earth. I escaped! Yes, I narrowly escaped, but I escaped! I paid attention, I read, I studied to show myself approved. I prayed and better than my prayers were my grandfather's prayers. Somebody prayed for me! Somebody loved me.
No I am not the only one. I am among the billions of innocent children brought to this earth ensnared in the sin and degradation of their reprobate parents.
You can think for yourself. You don't have to accept every abominable lie that spews out of that demon's mouth.
#1- Demons are real! Read your Bible! They kept Jesus and His disciples very busy casting them out.
#2- Your enemies will be of your own household. Your own blood kin will hate you, haunt you for no apparent reason other than to persecute you. Beware! It is not really you that they hate. They hate GOD! They hate Truth! They hate all Holiness, any and every form of innocence.
#3- They are disciples and worshipers of satan. Jesus told you to look at their fruit. You better look! You better discern for yourself. No they will never admit it. Never in a million years. How do they defend their ruined lives? They cry crocodile tears, they call you foul names and try to bully and intimidate you into fearing the truth. They do things so awful that you would rather live in a blind stupor pretending this sick demon is a wholesome mother and preacher.
#4 LIES FROM HELL! I will not accept her! I will not call her mother and I will NOT keep her demonic secrets. She will not hold me hostage with her feigned pretend love. She will not lacerate me over and over and laugh.
#5- That demon from the bowels of hell claims to the world that I want revenge. I don't want revenge. If I wanted revenge I would have shot her through the heart like she did my grandfather. If I wanted revenge I would have bludgeoned her old ass to death years ago. I cared for her when she was sick and feeble. I could have poisoned her or smothered her in her sleep. No I want JUSTICE! I want the Truth known to the world. I want other would be conjurers and Sooth Sayers to know that that is not the way. I want all would be pedophiles to get help, to seek the LORD.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, November 24, 2012
"Woe Unto You!"
Don't pretend that you are mad with me because GOD said "Woe Unto You!". "Woe unto you." all you back bitters, liars and snakes. You are going to get your just reward. Don't hate me for knowing GOD's Almighty Truth, for being His messenger. You knew when you started out wrong that you were going to reap exactly what you sowed.
Don't confuse GOD's mentality with your feeble mind. You love and adore people that praise you, that pretend to honor you. GOD is not pleased with your fake honor. GOD is not counting how many times you attended church, led the service, preached and prayed. GOD is not counting how much scripture you memorized. GOD knows your corrupt heart. He knows how many souls you ruined, led astray, kept from salvation.
Why did you do it? Did you prove that you were smarter than GOD? Or did you prove you could manipulate simple minds?
You are a liar and the truth is not in you. You confessed your deep hatred for my brother to me. Claimed HE ruined your life. You had him at sixteen, he didn't have you. When have you ever cared about him? When have you ever cared about a living soul on this earth? You hated and lied on your daddy. Claimed you would not have gotten pregnant if he had not been running a juke joint. Are you really that ignorant, that stupid? You hated your own mother, claimed you would have been prettier if your ignorant daddy had married a prettier woman. One less "Afree-coon-ish".
What did I do to you? Made you miss a party when you went into labor with me. Made you shame when the doctor at the indigent hospital commented that you were in the exact same position just twelve months prior. Did you hate me because my father refused to marry you? You claimed it was because men didn't marry women with ready made families. You knew and know it was because you were a notorious whore bent on violence. No one wants to marry a clamorous vulgar woman no matter how beautiful she claims to be.
Who told you that your color was a get over? Who told you that your "damn near white" skin was all you would ever need? Didn't any one ever sit down and talk to you about your morals?
DEGENERATE! You are a degenerate. That anger and violence you spewed was meant for you. That revulsion you felt was meant for you. Hard headed, willful, carnal, lustful, sneaky and wracked with guilt. I see through you. I didn't want to see. Still don't want to see. But, you went too far. There is no hope for you. Only caring for yourself to your dying day.
You murdered your own daddy, a good men and you could not possibly care less. You would just as soon take a life as smash a roach. You hate me because I can see through you. The truth is I would have never caught on if I had not obeyed GOD. GOD told me to forgive you, let "bygones be bygones." I let it all go. You know I was a kind loving daughter showering you with gifts. I took care of your through both of your surgeries.
What did you do? Increased, intensified your witchcraft. Told lies, plotted and burned in your envy. You may not read this blog. I know you have a computer. I know you have the capability. You can't hide from GOD's truth forever. You can't remain silent ignoring me, ignoring GOD's Truth.
You lived a horrible life Martha, stank from beginning to end. Some may line up with you. Some may still insist on defending you. I pray for them . Now, you could release them from their pain and anguish. You could admit your awful truth before you check out. I think that would please GOD. You could repent. You let your pride ruin you. You know your color is no special gift. You know that you are as common as bat s***. There is no point in being left out of the Kingdom because you played the fool for eighty-seven years. "Even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom."
Won't you come into GOD's wonderful Kingdom, Martha? Won't you finally admit that in your attempt to rob others you only succeeded in robbing yourself?
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Don't confuse GOD's mentality with your feeble mind. You love and adore people that praise you, that pretend to honor you. GOD is not pleased with your fake honor. GOD is not counting how many times you attended church, led the service, preached and prayed. GOD is not counting how much scripture you memorized. GOD knows your corrupt heart. He knows how many souls you ruined, led astray, kept from salvation.
Why did you do it? Did you prove that you were smarter than GOD? Or did you prove you could manipulate simple minds?
You are a liar and the truth is not in you. You confessed your deep hatred for my brother to me. Claimed HE ruined your life. You had him at sixteen, he didn't have you. When have you ever cared about him? When have you ever cared about a living soul on this earth? You hated and lied on your daddy. Claimed you would not have gotten pregnant if he had not been running a juke joint. Are you really that ignorant, that stupid? You hated your own mother, claimed you would have been prettier if your ignorant daddy had married a prettier woman. One less "Afree-coon-ish".
What did I do to you? Made you miss a party when you went into labor with me. Made you shame when the doctor at the indigent hospital commented that you were in the exact same position just twelve months prior. Did you hate me because my father refused to marry you? You claimed it was because men didn't marry women with ready made families. You knew and know it was because you were a notorious whore bent on violence. No one wants to marry a clamorous vulgar woman no matter how beautiful she claims to be.
Who told you that your color was a get over? Who told you that your "damn near white" skin was all you would ever need? Didn't any one ever sit down and talk to you about your morals?
DEGENERATE! You are a degenerate. That anger and violence you spewed was meant for you. That revulsion you felt was meant for you. Hard headed, willful, carnal, lustful, sneaky and wracked with guilt. I see through you. I didn't want to see. Still don't want to see. But, you went too far. There is no hope for you. Only caring for yourself to your dying day.
You murdered your own daddy, a good men and you could not possibly care less. You would just as soon take a life as smash a roach. You hate me because I can see through you. The truth is I would have never caught on if I had not obeyed GOD. GOD told me to forgive you, let "bygones be bygones." I let it all go. You know I was a kind loving daughter showering you with gifts. I took care of your through both of your surgeries.
What did you do? Increased, intensified your witchcraft. Told lies, plotted and burned in your envy. You may not read this blog. I know you have a computer. I know you have the capability. You can't hide from GOD's truth forever. You can't remain silent ignoring me, ignoring GOD's Truth.
You lived a horrible life Martha, stank from beginning to end. Some may line up with you. Some may still insist on defending you. I pray for them . Now, you could release them from their pain and anguish. You could admit your awful truth before you check out. I think that would please GOD. You could repent. You let your pride ruin you. You know your color is no special gift. You know that you are as common as bat s***. There is no point in being left out of the Kingdom because you played the fool for eighty-seven years. "Even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom."
Won't you come into GOD's wonderful Kingdom, Martha? Won't you finally admit that in your attempt to rob others you only succeeded in robbing yourself?
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Friday, November 23, 2012
Heal me LORD!
No one cam take the daily bludgeoning and humiliation this world hands out and think they are unscathed, that they are not affected.
Yea, I'm messed up alright. I am a mess, shook senseless. I have just enough brains left to love the LORD. I know that only GOD can heal me. I have enough strength left to cry out to the LORD; "Save me JESUS!...have mercy upon me. Have mercy on my family. Free us LORD. Free us from that albatross, that ghostly haint that still haunts us. That malicious monster that still lives to destroy us.
Banish her LORD. Banish her from my presence, from my dreams, from my thoughts. Heal me LORD! Bless me. Bless my family. Bless my daughter.
Restore us LORD. Give us back everything that monster stole from us.
In JESUS' name I pray. Amen.
Yea, I'm messed up alright. I am a mess, shook senseless. I have just enough brains left to love the LORD. I know that only GOD can heal me. I have enough strength left to cry out to the LORD; "Save me JESUS!...have mercy upon me. Have mercy on my family. Free us LORD. Free us from that albatross, that ghostly haint that still haunts us. That malicious monster that still lives to destroy us.
Banish her LORD. Banish her from my presence, from my dreams, from my thoughts. Heal me LORD! Bless me. Bless my family. Bless my daughter.
Restore us LORD. Give us back everything that monster stole from us.
In JESUS' name I pray. Amen.
Pluck it out!
"And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out, and cast it from thee: it is better for thee to enter into life with one eye, rather than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire." (Matthew 18:9)
Red letter WORDS, meaning Jesus delivered them. These WORDS resonate with me. I am gradually gaining more understanding. GOD does not want us to gouge our eyes out. He wants us to cut out the source of our pain and anguish. If something is causing you to sin you should rid yourself of that thing.
I witnessed it. I was nineteen, too young to fully understand but certainly old enough to remember. There she was my mother in the day room of her lover's barracks. Right there in the middle of the room engaging in a sexual act with multiple young men. AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I wanted to gouge my own eyes out. Thankfully the young soldiers had enough decency to move to another room when they saw all eyes upon them.
"That's her mother." "That's her mother" "That's her mother" the other young recruits whispered. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. I pretended to be stoic, unmoved, unshaken. I wanted to die. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me.
The night finally ended. We climbed in her Cadillac and drove back to 825 Dwain Drive. I was screaming and crying; "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy MOTHER!!!???" She answered me not one word, looked straight ahead. Eyes fixed on Bragg Boulevard she drove straight ahead. She didn't say anything but I could tell that she was angry with me for mentioning it. I could not know then. It would take me decades to realize how much she hated me.
If you ever wondered what a reprobate looked like or acted like, now you know. When any person falls low enough, dumb enough to solicit satan for power that is exactly what will happen to you. You will live your life in a fog. You will become a zombie doing every evil thing the crosses your mind. The power and wealth you sought you will never have. You will be so ashamed you will not be able to function. You will grow blind with hate and wax worse and worse.
Stay out of graveyards harvesting dirt from murdered men's graves. If someone or something is keeping you from GOD's best, from His Joy and the Holy Ghost, pluck it out.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Red letter WORDS, meaning Jesus delivered them. These WORDS resonate with me. I am gradually gaining more understanding. GOD does not want us to gouge our eyes out. He wants us to cut out the source of our pain and anguish. If something is causing you to sin you should rid yourself of that thing.
I witnessed it. I was nineteen, too young to fully understand but certainly old enough to remember. There she was my mother in the day room of her lover's barracks. Right there in the middle of the room engaging in a sexual act with multiple young men. AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I wanted to gouge my own eyes out. Thankfully the young soldiers had enough decency to move to another room when they saw all eyes upon them.
"That's her mother." "That's her mother" "That's her mother" the other young recruits whispered. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. I pretended to be stoic, unmoved, unshaken. I wanted to die. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me.
The night finally ended. We climbed in her Cadillac and drove back to 825 Dwain Drive. I was screaming and crying; "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy MOTHER!!!???" She answered me not one word, looked straight ahead. Eyes fixed on Bragg Boulevard she drove straight ahead. She didn't say anything but I could tell that she was angry with me for mentioning it. I could not know then. It would take me decades to realize how much she hated me.
If you ever wondered what a reprobate looked like or acted like, now you know. When any person falls low enough, dumb enough to solicit satan for power that is exactly what will happen to you. You will live your life in a fog. You will become a zombie doing every evil thing the crosses your mind. The power and wealth you sought you will never have. You will be so ashamed you will not be able to function. You will grow blind with hate and wax worse and worse.
Stay out of graveyards harvesting dirt from murdered men's graves. If someone or something is keeping you from GOD's best, from His Joy and the Holy Ghost, pluck it out.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Thursday, November 22, 2012
"Prop me up on every leaning side"
"...prop me up on eva' leanin' side LAWD!" That was a prayer I heard often. Those old "country folk" didn't have college degrees, never studied in a school of divinity but they knew something about GOD and salvation.
If you are human, born of a woman, you have some leaning sides. You have some imperfections. Recognize them. Pray for GOD to intervene in your life.
Life lesson #1: quit pretending that your mother is a saint, the virgin Mary, loves you more than she does herself. True, yours may be. But in actuality birthing a baby transforms very few women. She is what she is.
As a society we gang up on the man for abandoning his manly duty. We scorn the man that walks away from the woman he impregnated. We chastise the man that beats his wife or girlfriend. We never want to admit the fact that some of these women drive men away. Some of these women are horrible whores that get pregnant deliberately. Scheming females exist.
Life lesson #2: Live right. Don't fornicate. Don't impregnate a woman that you would not marry. Flee fornication. "If you can not flee, then marry." If you want a woman with high moral standards you must have high moral standards.
Life lesson #3: Examine your scars. Know your frailties. Do not deny that you bear the afflictions of a cruel monster. Don't pretend that you are now suddenly "normal", that you can handle it. You can't handle it! You can't stand it. Take some medication. Seek professional help.
Life lesson #4: Do forgive but never forget. "Know ye the Truth!" No matter how horrible that truth is, face it. Cry, mourn, then release. Do not spend your time trying to turn a sows ear into a silk purse. "She is what she is."
The first time I heard her say it I was five. "Duh closer kin duh deeper in! he-he-he-he-he-he-he" Case closed! A total reprobate unfit to "mother". The fact is she should have been arrested for her assaults and stabbings. Immoral, no moral compass. A "thing" too repugnant to know.
What did we do wrong as a family? We tried to ignore her proclivities. Some one thrust her into the church, made her the MC (Mistress of Ceremony) for everything. That was a mistake. She should have been shunned, cast out. ("Shun the very presence of evil." Jesus)
Some one thought watching her carefully would work. Others thought prayers would save her. It turns out we had a plan and she had the master plan. A master plan that involved witchcraft and craftiness, deeds so demonic they can't be mentioned on this blog. Don't you dare think that old reprobate serpent has changed because she is old. It yet appears that she will go down in flames, loyal to satan, rotten to the core.
Life lesson #5: Listen to the voice of the LORD. Pray for courage to face your demons. Know that your enemies will be of your own household and you can't fix them. Only Almighty GOD can fix them.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
If you are human, born of a woman, you have some leaning sides. You have some imperfections. Recognize them. Pray for GOD to intervene in your life.
Life lesson #1: quit pretending that your mother is a saint, the virgin Mary, loves you more than she does herself. True, yours may be. But in actuality birthing a baby transforms very few women. She is what she is.
As a society we gang up on the man for abandoning his manly duty. We scorn the man that walks away from the woman he impregnated. We chastise the man that beats his wife or girlfriend. We never want to admit the fact that some of these women drive men away. Some of these women are horrible whores that get pregnant deliberately. Scheming females exist.
Life lesson #2: Live right. Don't fornicate. Don't impregnate a woman that you would not marry. Flee fornication. "If you can not flee, then marry." If you want a woman with high moral standards you must have high moral standards.
Life lesson #3: Examine your scars. Know your frailties. Do not deny that you bear the afflictions of a cruel monster. Don't pretend that you are now suddenly "normal", that you can handle it. You can't handle it! You can't stand it. Take some medication. Seek professional help.
Life lesson #4: Do forgive but never forget. "Know ye the Truth!" No matter how horrible that truth is, face it. Cry, mourn, then release. Do not spend your time trying to turn a sows ear into a silk purse. "She is what she is."
The first time I heard her say it I was five. "Duh closer kin duh deeper in! he-he-he-he-he-he-he" Case closed! A total reprobate unfit to "mother". The fact is she should have been arrested for her assaults and stabbings. Immoral, no moral compass. A "thing" too repugnant to know.
What did we do wrong as a family? We tried to ignore her proclivities. Some one thrust her into the church, made her the MC (Mistress of Ceremony) for everything. That was a mistake. She should have been shunned, cast out. ("Shun the very presence of evil." Jesus)
Some one thought watching her carefully would work. Others thought prayers would save her. It turns out we had a plan and she had the master plan. A master plan that involved witchcraft and craftiness, deeds so demonic they can't be mentioned on this blog. Don't you dare think that old reprobate serpent has changed because she is old. It yet appears that she will go down in flames, loyal to satan, rotten to the core.
Life lesson #5: Listen to the voice of the LORD. Pray for courage to face your demons. Know that your enemies will be of your own household and you can't fix them. Only Almighty GOD can fix them.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Modicum
Modicum. That is my vocabulary word for the day. Meaning; minimum, drop, jot, fragment, sliver, smidgen, small quantity, mite, bit, pinch, trifle, small amount, dash, little bit, particle, dab, tinge, sprinkling, touch, speck, snatch, fraction, grain, iota, handful, crumb, morsel, whit, atom, scrap, inch.
Modicum of happiness. That's all the notorious Mathy Jane (pronounced Moth-ee Jane) was going to let you have. She intended for you to have just enough happiness to know that you were totally miserable.
Christmas was her favorite time of the year. She was going to be sure to not give you s***! Now dare to be bold enough to neglect her if you dare. No, it never crossed your mind to be that stupid.
Every year I recall that scraggly pine tree leaning half buried in a bucket of white sand in a rusty foot tub with four broken bulbs dangling from it! What was the point? She had my brother drive out to the country in her Cadillac to pull the thing out of the ground.
I was so embarrassed when my friends inquired about it. It sat in the corner of our torn up living room. Junk, s***, clean clothes, dirty clothes and dishes piled a mile high. Clean up after her if you wanted to. The more you cleaned the more she messed. Nothing had a proper place. In she marched from work. Kicked off her shoes. They went flying hither thither and yon. Followed by the wig, the ear bobs, necklaces, scarves, skirts , blouses, coats, jackets, eye glasses, car keys. Stripped to her bra and half slip she marched around the house barking orders.
Did I hate her? I honestly can't say. I did hate Saturdays, the days I knew that b**** would be home. Would start hollering "Git duh F*** Up!" at about six am. That demon never slept. She never got any rest. She was never sleepy. I guess she was afraid she was going to miss something, a modicum of joy was going to slip by her.
I just want her to know that while she was deliberately robbing us she was robbing her stupid demonic self.
I am going to squeeze out as much joy as I can in the years that I have left. One of my greatest joys is revealing You! You husband beating fornicating baby raping brutalizing lying hussy!
Modicum of happiness. That's all the notorious Mathy Jane (pronounced Moth-ee Jane) was going to let you have. She intended for you to have just enough happiness to know that you were totally miserable.
Christmas was her favorite time of the year. She was going to be sure to not give you s***! Now dare to be bold enough to neglect her if you dare. No, it never crossed your mind to be that stupid.
Every year I recall that scraggly pine tree leaning half buried in a bucket of white sand in a rusty foot tub with four broken bulbs dangling from it! What was the point? She had my brother drive out to the country in her Cadillac to pull the thing out of the ground.
I was so embarrassed when my friends inquired about it. It sat in the corner of our torn up living room. Junk, s***, clean clothes, dirty clothes and dishes piled a mile high. Clean up after her if you wanted to. The more you cleaned the more she messed. Nothing had a proper place. In she marched from work. Kicked off her shoes. They went flying hither thither and yon. Followed by the wig, the ear bobs, necklaces, scarves, skirts , blouses, coats, jackets, eye glasses, car keys. Stripped to her bra and half slip she marched around the house barking orders.
Did I hate her? I honestly can't say. I did hate Saturdays, the days I knew that b**** would be home. Would start hollering "Git duh F*** Up!" at about six am. That demon never slept. She never got any rest. She was never sleepy. I guess she was afraid she was going to miss something, a modicum of joy was going to slip by her.
I just want her to know that while she was deliberately robbing us she was robbing her stupid demonic self.
I am going to squeeze out as much joy as I can in the years that I have left. One of my greatest joys is revealing You! You husband beating fornicating baby raping brutalizing lying hussy!
Can a sadist be saved?
Can a pathological liar quit lying? What if they have been lying for over EIGHTY-SEVEN years?
If they have the faith. A tiny bit of faith. The faith the size of a mustard seed. If her minions will quit "cooning", quit supporting her. Quit cloaking and ducking. Quit pretending. Quit playing her childish games.
True, we did what we had to do as children to survive her. She was a evil demonic terrorist slick enough to play "Christian" a few hours every Sunday. Didn't you ever wonder why she demanded to keep her distance from her saintly true Christian father? Why she demanded our secrecy?
Sixty-five acres of prime farm land and a huge farm house. A father that welcomed her. Deeded land and the house to her many years before he died. No thanks! she said. Claimed she hated the country, "them damn sticks". No it was that watchful eye she avoided. Any hint of goodness, innocence riles her. Causes her to plot. Look at her eyes! It is in her eyes! They turn fire red I tell you. They look like burning coals. It freaks me out to tell about it.
You so called friends and so called well wishers that tell me to get over it, to let it go. You go straight to hell with your blind dumb selves. You are dumb enough to "sow seeds" into "ministries" thinking you are going to reap a blessing. If you ever read your Bible you would know that you don't have to buy a blessing from GOD. All you have to do is ask. Ask, live right, love the LORD. How man y of these ministers ever tell you to live right?
You can't preach to me standing there with your dyed slicked back hair or toupee, clown suit, crotch stuffed with a roll of quarters. Quit playing the fool. Open your eyes! Throw these demons out of GOD's pulpit.
The fact is she is controlled by a demonic spirit completely. Every thought she has is corrupt. There is NO goodness in her! A thin layer of poorly disguised "Christian" love and maternal instinct is the only thing that prevents her from being joined at the hip with satan. No shame, no regret, just an insatiable hunger for more evil.
What can free Martha from this demon? What can lop its hideous head off? Prayer! Prayer and the Truth. Her victims yet tethered, ruined, suffering need to come to their senses and run!
"And GOD did extraordinary miracles by the hands of Paul, so that handkerchiefs or aprons were carried away from his body to the sick, and diseases left them and THE EVIL SPIRITS CAME OUT OF THEM." (Acts 19:11-12)
Yes, a sadist can be saved. I am not Paul but I do pray for Martha's salvation. I can no longer fear her. I can't continue to be terrified in order to feed her fragile ego.
No, she is not the only one that needs to come to Christ. We all need to come to Christ. "The times of ignorance GOD overlooked, but now He commands all men everywhere to repent, because He has fixed a day on which He will judge the world in righteousness by a man whom He has appointed, and of this He is given assurance to all men by raising him from the dead." (Acts 17:30-31)
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)i
If they have the faith. A tiny bit of faith. The faith the size of a mustard seed. If her minions will quit "cooning", quit supporting her. Quit cloaking and ducking. Quit pretending. Quit playing her childish games.
True, we did what we had to do as children to survive her. She was a evil demonic terrorist slick enough to play "Christian" a few hours every Sunday. Didn't you ever wonder why she demanded to keep her distance from her saintly true Christian father? Why she demanded our secrecy?
Sixty-five acres of prime farm land and a huge farm house. A father that welcomed her. Deeded land and the house to her many years before he died. No thanks! she said. Claimed she hated the country, "them damn sticks". No it was that watchful eye she avoided. Any hint of goodness, innocence riles her. Causes her to plot. Look at her eyes! It is in her eyes! They turn fire red I tell you. They look like burning coals. It freaks me out to tell about it.
You so called friends and so called well wishers that tell me to get over it, to let it go. You go straight to hell with your blind dumb selves. You are dumb enough to "sow seeds" into "ministries" thinking you are going to reap a blessing. If you ever read your Bible you would know that you don't have to buy a blessing from GOD. All you have to do is ask. Ask, live right, love the LORD. How man y of these ministers ever tell you to live right?
You can't preach to me standing there with your dyed slicked back hair or toupee, clown suit, crotch stuffed with a roll of quarters. Quit playing the fool. Open your eyes! Throw these demons out of GOD's pulpit.
The fact is she is controlled by a demonic spirit completely. Every thought she has is corrupt. There is NO goodness in her! A thin layer of poorly disguised "Christian" love and maternal instinct is the only thing that prevents her from being joined at the hip with satan. No shame, no regret, just an insatiable hunger for more evil.
What can free Martha from this demon? What can lop its hideous head off? Prayer! Prayer and the Truth. Her victims yet tethered, ruined, suffering need to come to their senses and run!
"And GOD did extraordinary miracles by the hands of Paul, so that handkerchiefs or aprons were carried away from his body to the sick, and diseases left them and THE EVIL SPIRITS CAME OUT OF THEM." (Acts 19:11-12)
Yes, a sadist can be saved. I am not Paul but I do pray for Martha's salvation. I can no longer fear her. I can't continue to be terrified in order to feed her fragile ego.
No, she is not the only one that needs to come to Christ. We all need to come to Christ. "The times of ignorance GOD overlooked, but now He commands all men everywhere to repent, because He has fixed a day on which He will judge the world in righteousness by a man whom He has appointed, and of this He is given assurance to all men by raising him from the dead." (Acts 17:30-31)
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)i
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
"You ain't dat pretty!"
She always told us how pretty she was. According to her she was the prettiest thing livin'. "..none befo' and none to follow." Not only was she extraordinarily beautiful she was equally brilliant.
Now the problem we had with her sick cruelty was our own fault. Our eyes were lying, she didn't do it, we were crazy and the whole world was against her. Besides if our "sorry a** black a**n**** daddies had'ah married hur" she could afford to be a better parent. After all we cost too much, we ate too much, we needed too much. It was our fault for tempting "hur" with our beautiful bodies.
"Take dat tuh yo' grave ni!'" So, let me get this right. I am supposed to keep you a secret? I am supposed to look back over my life and recall all of the cruel sick things you did and be afraid that you might do worse?
"F" you b****! and the train you rolled up in! You are not that fine or smart. Yes you are mean. GOD will have to search the world over to find one more cruel than you.
It is funny how you always called me dumb, called us all a bunch of dummies. You are the one without a college degree.
You always hated Africans, dark skin people. You turn out to be the primitive one. There is no witch-doctor in the deepest darkest jungle of Africa more primitive than you.
The plain fact is that you were stuck on yourself, loved yourself more than anything. Thought you were smart enough to do as you pleased. You did just as you pleased. Made a complete mess out of your life.
Well... you ain't that fine or smart either.
Now the problem we had with her sick cruelty was our own fault. Our eyes were lying, she didn't do it, we were crazy and the whole world was against her. Besides if our "sorry a** black a**n**** daddies had'ah married hur" she could afford to be a better parent. After all we cost too much, we ate too much, we needed too much. It was our fault for tempting "hur" with our beautiful bodies.
"Take dat tuh yo' grave ni!'" So, let me get this right. I am supposed to keep you a secret? I am supposed to look back over my life and recall all of the cruel sick things you did and be afraid that you might do worse?
"F" you b****! and the train you rolled up in! You are not that fine or smart. Yes you are mean. GOD will have to search the world over to find one more cruel than you.
It is funny how you always called me dumb, called us all a bunch of dummies. You are the one without a college degree.
You always hated Africans, dark skin people. You turn out to be the primitive one. There is no witch-doctor in the deepest darkest jungle of Africa more primitive than you.
The plain fact is that you were stuck on yourself, loved yourself more than anything. Thought you were smart enough to do as you pleased. You did just as you pleased. Made a complete mess out of your life.
Well... you ain't that fine or smart either.
Just One!
Just one! That is all that is needed to call her out. Just one brave soul willing to be humiliated, crucified, hung on a cross and scorned.
What is the difference? That is all you ever did to me any way, made me the fodder for your humiliation, the butt of your cruel jokes. GOD can't get hell hot enough for you. Very few people brutally sexually assault their own children. (I hope)
You did it. I'm telling. You are hiding. You've never been this quiet in your whole eighty-seven years of existence. Didn't the devil warn you that he was going to let you down one day? Were you enjoying your debauchery too much to hear?
Granddaddy warned you to keep "yo' hands and mouf" off me. Couldn't listen could you? Always had your way didn't you? Always loved making the whole world miserable because you were miserable. Now I know why you cussed and raised holy hell 24/7. Miserable! You were a miserable wretch wracked with guilt for your filthy life. You had to look at my brother (maybe brothers) every day and know what you had done to him (them). No he wasn't going to tell. Who could tell anything so sick and depraved?
You still did it. Had sense enough to hide it. You claim to hate men. You hate period. You hate GOD. You hate all authority. I am going to tell you what you told me. "Get ova' it!"
GOD is large and in charge Miss Mam. You are not getting off of this planet alive. Still strutting around jingling your five son's testicles in your pocket. Happy as a lark, falsely proclaiming that you got over, that you fooled GOD. You may have fooled them n****** in Simon Temple A.M.E. Zion church(that's what you call them), but everyone is not your stooge.
"Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not the kingdom of heaven." Why did you target children?
You have never picked on anyone your own age, your equal. You slammed my head in the wall when I was too little to defend myself. You sexually abused me when you thought I didn't have sense enough to know you were wrong.
Tell GOD you are sorry. Tell the world you are sorry. Tell your church you are sorry for taking up their time.
Just one. Just one righteous brother, cousin or grandchild. Just one human being on this planet willing to risk scorn and humiliation for Christ Jesus. There are children suffering and dying in hospitals right now because of selfish lustful "adults". Pedophiles that can't keep their lecherous hands off of GOD's children.
All of you remain silent spectators. Shaking your heads, walking by, minding your own business. May your life be spared. May you never know the deep dark secrets of your family. May you get to pretend that your life and your loved ones are perfect to the day you die.
"If you did it unto the least one of these my children, you did it unto me."
Do something for the "least ones", share this blog.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
What is the difference? That is all you ever did to me any way, made me the fodder for your humiliation, the butt of your cruel jokes. GOD can't get hell hot enough for you. Very few people brutally sexually assault their own children. (I hope)
You did it. I'm telling. You are hiding. You've never been this quiet in your whole eighty-seven years of existence. Didn't the devil warn you that he was going to let you down one day? Were you enjoying your debauchery too much to hear?
Granddaddy warned you to keep "yo' hands and mouf" off me. Couldn't listen could you? Always had your way didn't you? Always loved making the whole world miserable because you were miserable. Now I know why you cussed and raised holy hell 24/7. Miserable! You were a miserable wretch wracked with guilt for your filthy life. You had to look at my brother (maybe brothers) every day and know what you had done to him (them). No he wasn't going to tell. Who could tell anything so sick and depraved?
You still did it. Had sense enough to hide it. You claim to hate men. You hate period. You hate GOD. You hate all authority. I am going to tell you what you told me. "Get ova' it!"
GOD is large and in charge Miss Mam. You are not getting off of this planet alive. Still strutting around jingling your five son's testicles in your pocket. Happy as a lark, falsely proclaiming that you got over, that you fooled GOD. You may have fooled them n****** in Simon Temple A.M.E. Zion church(that's what you call them), but everyone is not your stooge.
"Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not the kingdom of heaven." Why did you target children?
You have never picked on anyone your own age, your equal. You slammed my head in the wall when I was too little to defend myself. You sexually abused me when you thought I didn't have sense enough to know you were wrong.
Tell GOD you are sorry. Tell the world you are sorry. Tell your church you are sorry for taking up their time.
Just one. Just one righteous brother, cousin or grandchild. Just one human being on this planet willing to risk scorn and humiliation for Christ Jesus. There are children suffering and dying in hospitals right now because of selfish lustful "adults". Pedophiles that can't keep their lecherous hands off of GOD's children.
All of you remain silent spectators. Shaking your heads, walking by, minding your own business. May your life be spared. May you never know the deep dark secrets of your family. May you get to pretend that your life and your loved ones are perfect to the day you die.
"If you did it unto the least one of these my children, you did it unto me."
Do something for the "least ones", share this blog.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Monday, November 19, 2012
"...right on time!"
"He may not come when you want Him, but He is always right on time!" "Amen!" "Preach it!"
I heard that WORD preached to me all my life. I was taught that I could rest assured that GOD would always come to my rescue in due time. I was forewarned of the "long suffering". That the devil would look like he was winning. That my enemies would be of my own house hold. But NOTHING I every heard or read prepared me for the notorious "Mathy Jane"! A human haint, demon spawn, satan's shepard, as evil and demonic as inconceivable. You can't know the depth of her depravity unless you lived it.
If GOD spared you such a "person" GOD bless you. To GOD be the Glory. No matter what never be afraid of such a "person". Let go of all fear. "Fear No man!"
Despicable, deformed, ungodly, a fake phony "christian". A "thang", a miscreant playing dress up. A fool playing with GOD, His WORD, falsely believing that she was going to get over forever. Knowing that her horrible cruelty would keep her a secret. No one would ever dare tell on her and if one of them did the world would not believe her. She would be safely hidden behind all of her Bible quoting, memorized prayers and sermons she gleamed from the Internet. She would "talk the talk" while blatantly refusing to "walk the walk". She would mesmerize with her beautiful eloquent voice, charismatic oratorical skills. No one would ever be smart enough to catch her. Too brilliant, too sharp, too cunning. "They are all a bunch of dummies. They will never catch me. For eighty-seven years I've gotten away. Surely to GOD GOD would not expose me now! Not after I've made it this far...been honored by my church. People love me, bow down to me. I fooled them all."
No one is every going to believe that daughter. Mathy totally destroyed her early in life. Made sure that she was savagely raped. She would never be normal. Never want a husband or a family. She would always be a little wimp hidden behind thick glasses. Her nose would always be stuck in a book. A social misfit. A woman out of place. No one will ever like her. She will always be considered too weird.
Mathy demanded that we attend church every Sunday. She went to show off her furs, fine clothes. She went to drive up in her sleek new Cadillac. Did she ever hear? Mathy prayed. She moaned and groaned out good sermons never believing one word. She had the nerve to secretly hate the people she scammed.
Did she think we were forsaken? Did she really believe that GOD was going to let her get away? Jerome Walter's body lies rotting in a cheap casket, in an unmarked grave. Did she win? Did she shut his mouth? He told her everyday and I am telling her now; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
You can't put on Christ and carry out your demonic plans. So you did it and got away for eighty-seven years. Time up! Time up for your horrid stupidity and demonic rule. You better run. Run down to the foot of His cross and beg GOD to forgive you. Do it now!
P.S.
I never was as dumb as you thought.
I heard that WORD preached to me all my life. I was taught that I could rest assured that GOD would always come to my rescue in due time. I was forewarned of the "long suffering". That the devil would look like he was winning. That my enemies would be of my own house hold. But NOTHING I every heard or read prepared me for the notorious "Mathy Jane"! A human haint, demon spawn, satan's shepard, as evil and demonic as inconceivable. You can't know the depth of her depravity unless you lived it.
If GOD spared you such a "person" GOD bless you. To GOD be the Glory. No matter what never be afraid of such a "person". Let go of all fear. "Fear No man!"
Despicable, deformed, ungodly, a fake phony "christian". A "thang", a miscreant playing dress up. A fool playing with GOD, His WORD, falsely believing that she was going to get over forever. Knowing that her horrible cruelty would keep her a secret. No one would ever dare tell on her and if one of them did the world would not believe her. She would be safely hidden behind all of her Bible quoting, memorized prayers and sermons she gleamed from the Internet. She would "talk the talk" while blatantly refusing to "walk the walk". She would mesmerize with her beautiful eloquent voice, charismatic oratorical skills. No one would ever be smart enough to catch her. Too brilliant, too sharp, too cunning. "They are all a bunch of dummies. They will never catch me. For eighty-seven years I've gotten away. Surely to GOD GOD would not expose me now! Not after I've made it this far...been honored by my church. People love me, bow down to me. I fooled them all."
No one is every going to believe that daughter. Mathy totally destroyed her early in life. Made sure that she was savagely raped. She would never be normal. Never want a husband or a family. She would always be a little wimp hidden behind thick glasses. Her nose would always be stuck in a book. A social misfit. A woman out of place. No one will ever like her. She will always be considered too weird.
Mathy demanded that we attend church every Sunday. She went to show off her furs, fine clothes. She went to drive up in her sleek new Cadillac. Did she ever hear? Mathy prayed. She moaned and groaned out good sermons never believing one word. She had the nerve to secretly hate the people she scammed.
Did she think we were forsaken? Did she really believe that GOD was going to let her get away? Jerome Walter's body lies rotting in a cheap casket, in an unmarked grave. Did she win? Did she shut his mouth? He told her everyday and I am telling her now; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
You can't put on Christ and carry out your demonic plans. So you did it and got away for eighty-seven years. Time up! Time up for your horrid stupidity and demonic rule. You better run. Run down to the foot of His cross and beg GOD to forgive you. Do it now!
P.S.
I never was as dumb as you thought.
"Too common to know"
A subject too revolting, too despicable and disturbing. She is a nightmare, a bad dream, a total impossibility.
No beautiful, intelligent, right thinking woman would deliberately immerse herself in the occult, in primitive "hoodoo". No right thinking daughter, sister, or mother would deliberately try to bring shame and anguish on her loved ones.
"Right thinking" is the key to this mystery. When did "Mathy Jane" ever think right? The day she smashed that puppy between two bricks she foretold our future. A volunteer menace to society. A cruel cunt hell bent on inflicting pain and destroying everything she thought was good or godly. Mathy, a fallen soldier, a child of GOD given over to a reprobate mind. Now a demon from hell she is never going to be controlled or corrected. She intended to live a very long life shocking and destroying just for the fun of it. Mathy is a sadistic sociopath hidden and cloaked by a family of cowards. People of weak or little faith. Born into her clutches, ashamed to acknowledge GOD's truth, they "pray" and wait for GOD's deliverance.
As a little girl she picked on a tiny defenseless puppy. Truly a sneaky coward she would always avoid her equal. All of her lovers and husbands were much too young for her. Many of her "lovers" were still children. Yes she is a pedophile. Small children and the infirm elderly would always be the target of her wrath.
Now she is old and exposed. Will she repent? She declares Never! She claims to be a preacher and a mother. Is there a church blind enough to continue to let her preach and pray over them? The mother of six children. How many still fear, tolerate her madness?
She has no power! She is a blow hard, a magician. She can't help her stupid self. Dumb feet swift to run to mischief. Why did she murder her eighty-four year old infirm father? She hated his righteousness. No matter what she did he always forgave her, always loved her. He was a true Christian, something she knew she could never be.
Why does she hate me? Why did she always haunt and stalk me? It was more than jealousy and envy. It was my innocence that she hated. My desire to love and forgive. No matter what she did I always forgave her, found some excuse for her demented mind. I admit now I was always ashamed of her. Ashamed and afraid. I no longer fear her. Am I still ashamed? I think so. I am ashamed that she refuses to repent, refuses to accept GOD's Truth. She is a miserable mess, human garbage that she volunteered to be.
Lesson learned; don't try to play GOD. Don't think you can run game on GOD. He promised to reveal you and He will. "When your desolation comes it will come as a whirlwind."
I will keep telling you what Jesus said until you get it. "Know ye the Truth and the Truth will set you Free!"
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
No beautiful, intelligent, right thinking woman would deliberately immerse herself in the occult, in primitive "hoodoo". No right thinking daughter, sister, or mother would deliberately try to bring shame and anguish on her loved ones.
"Right thinking" is the key to this mystery. When did "Mathy Jane" ever think right? The day she smashed that puppy between two bricks she foretold our future. A volunteer menace to society. A cruel cunt hell bent on inflicting pain and destroying everything she thought was good or godly. Mathy, a fallen soldier, a child of GOD given over to a reprobate mind. Now a demon from hell she is never going to be controlled or corrected. She intended to live a very long life shocking and destroying just for the fun of it. Mathy is a sadistic sociopath hidden and cloaked by a family of cowards. People of weak or little faith. Born into her clutches, ashamed to acknowledge GOD's truth, they "pray" and wait for GOD's deliverance.
As a little girl she picked on a tiny defenseless puppy. Truly a sneaky coward she would always avoid her equal. All of her lovers and husbands were much too young for her. Many of her "lovers" were still children. Yes she is a pedophile. Small children and the infirm elderly would always be the target of her wrath.
Now she is old and exposed. Will she repent? She declares Never! She claims to be a preacher and a mother. Is there a church blind enough to continue to let her preach and pray over them? The mother of six children. How many still fear, tolerate her madness?
She has no power! She is a blow hard, a magician. She can't help her stupid self. Dumb feet swift to run to mischief. Why did she murder her eighty-four year old infirm father? She hated his righteousness. No matter what she did he always forgave her, always loved her. He was a true Christian, something she knew she could never be.
Why does she hate me? Why did she always haunt and stalk me? It was more than jealousy and envy. It was my innocence that she hated. My desire to love and forgive. No matter what she did I always forgave her, found some excuse for her demented mind. I admit now I was always ashamed of her. Ashamed and afraid. I no longer fear her. Am I still ashamed? I think so. I am ashamed that she refuses to repent, refuses to accept GOD's Truth. She is a miserable mess, human garbage that she volunteered to be.
Lesson learned; don't try to play GOD. Don't think you can run game on GOD. He promised to reveal you and He will. "When your desolation comes it will come as a whirlwind."
I will keep telling you what Jesus said until you get it. "Know ye the Truth and the Truth will set you Free!"
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
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