No! You shut up! I got the right to talk...I can say sump'in if I want to. Secret my a**! Just who benefits from keeping her secrets?
Boy!? are you stupid or something ? I don't believe yo' elevator go all the way to the top floor. Listen, there is real and they is fantasy. Whut you living in is fantasy. It ain't real, ain't nevah gon' be real no matter how hard you wish or play crazy.
Ni, if I wuz you I wud give my life to GAWD, quick, fast and in a hurry. Tomorrow ain't promised. You ain't living no way...staying shut up in yo'room all day, you still ain't nevah had no mama or daddy and you sho ain't gone nevah have one neither. Lying and pretending dat demonic trick ever gave a flying flip for you don't change duh facts.
I ain't lying fuh nobody. I don't lie fuh mysef . I face my consequences. Plus she taught us; " He said a LIARwud not tarry in his sight!" (I don't know how you turned out to be such a liar. She put the fear of GAWD in me.)
I ain't Lyin' fuh hur! No, no. I can't do that.
Man dat ole serpent wuz slick, stole our mama. Took hur clean away, nevah came back. satan sunt us a "thang", sumptum that looked good on the outside, sounded good too. Sho fooled alotza people, me included. I lak not tuh nevah found out. When I first come to duh full knowledge of who she wuz and all duh evil she had been behind for all deze years, I laked to not nevah stop boo-hooing.
Yea, I lost it fuh a luddle while. GAWD pulled me up though, set my feet on a rock!!Showed me some thangs, told me some thangs, set me Free! Showl did! I dun tole'cha.
Ni you can sit ova'dere still scratching yo head trying to figgure out what went terribly wrong in your life. You can keep believing dat GAWD don't care bout you. You don't hafta blieve your sins are forgiven thee. You can keep up that front of pretending you so hard, so smart, dat you don't need nobody, don't want nobody. Yea, that's right, jest give up cause you tired of trying.
Act like yo' granddaddy nevah taught you nuttin'. Keep that evil hatred she planted in your heart alive. Don't read your Bible seeking wisdom and understanding. Be jest lak yo'mama and search it for loopholes. Memorize scripture so you can sound religious but don't pay that crap no attention,
Stay mad wid yo only sustuh, shun hur fuh shaming the family by telling on that flesh you thank wuz yo'mama. Close yo' eyes. Closeyo'eyes! Close them tight. Shut up yo'ears while you at it. No, bedder yet why don't you go bury yo'head in duh sand wid the balance of humanity. "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil." "Snitches get stitches!"
No you won't be able to hold yo 'head up. Yea, you gon'' hafta stay shut up in yo ' room in yo ded mama house I rekon.
Some of y'all might hate me fah keepin up dis blog . I don't ker! I don't give a fat rat's a$$! Whut you doin ' fah churin'? How is you heping!?
Well, jest lak my granddaddy always said; "you can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink. Cultivate dem brains churin, cultivate dem brains. Study to show yourself approved.
Maybe if you cud git some knowledge you cud come into the Kingdom. Maybe you cud love and embrace the real love of the LAWD Jesus Christ.
Stay in His WORD Children. Remember;" Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you ang keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS
Copyright November 30, 2013. All rights reserved.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
My first memories of her ...
are harsh , some vulgar out of control maniac. Every once in a while this loud, boisterous, too touchy, too feely, "lying a**", braggadocios Mathy Jane would show up "po' mouthing and needing". Grandaddy would give her some money and she would leave. One day she came and we were the ones that ended up leaving. (Somebody found out how to get a fat allotment check.)That day, that very day, GOD spoke to me just like I am talking to you. Very matter of factly He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me, promised to always protect me, to lead and guide me. He told me my life was going to be rough. I was four years old! and GOD saw fit to speak to me. (GOD SAW SOMETHING IN ME!)
GOD knew you. GOD knew your heart! GOD BUILT A HEDGE AROUND ME! PTL!
"It has been a long time coming." But you had to know a change was coming. You had to know I was not forsaken. That we were not forsaken.
The devil timed outed. He lost his mojo. His sheep's clothing fell off. Praise the LORD!
" Come ye out from among them!' Children.
Rachel,
Copyright November 27 , 2013 all rights reserved.ata
GOD knew you. GOD knew your heart! GOD BUILT A HEDGE AROUND ME! PTL!
"It has been a long time coming." But you had to know a change was coming. You had to know I was not forsaken. That we were not forsaken.
The devil timed outed. He lost his mojo. His sheep's clothing fell off. Praise the LORD!
" Come ye out from among them!' Children.
Rachel,
Copyright November 27 , 2013 all rights reserved.ata
Nailed it!
Parents, caregivers, be careful of the words you pronounce over your children. Do "train them up in the fear and admiration of the LORD".
Far too many people say the most horrible vulgar things to their children pretending they are frustrated about their sorry lives. If you are a grown adult person living what you consider to be a sorry low life, it is your own fault. We all have the exact same resource, GOD. If you are too dumb, too full of pride, too phony, too ignorant to pray. To humble yourself, to fall down on your knees in your secret closet and ask GOD to come in, to dwell there . It's your fault. If someone admonishes you to get baptized and you bristle about the possible bacteria growing in the Baptismal pool. It is time to pray. It is time for GOD to dispatch His host of angels to rescue you.
Dear LORD, now is the time for all true believers to stand up, to honor You by doing Your will.
Please let me re-iterate this fact, this blog is not for revenge or to shame anyone. As a matter of fact this blog is no longer about me. It is about saving purely innocent children from vile men and women that would deliberately destroy them.
This blog is a warning. If it could happen to me, it could happen to you. A demonic spirit can worm its way into your family and destroy it from the inside out. This demonic spirit is so deceitful and cunning you must have the HOLY GHOST to detect it.
I am praising the LORD today! I am celebrating. Jesus! Jesus!Jesus! When a person is dumb enough or wayward enough to think they can court the devil or sleep with the devil and not ruin their life or every life they touch. That's sad. Didn't you expect to become a vile cursed thing?
What did you get? Didn't you ever get tired of being repulsive? Sneaky? Destructive? Lying? Couldn't you let go of fear, your serious lack of faith? Why couldn't you be the child of GOD you pretended to be? How did you manage to conceal such a putrid sickening hatred for so long? It took me nearly 50 years to discover why you threw a brand new dishwasher in the backyard when I told you how much it helped me.
It was you! You were the one that wiped your behind in my facecloth, left it full of defecation! ( You hated the vile things you were doing secretly in the street. You played the harlot, the s***, the freak, then slithered home full of guilt and took it out on us. You dug a hole so deep you could never crawl out of it.)
At any rate, I do pray for your soul. No I do not blame you. You did the best you could ,you did tell me I was anointed. PTL! My grandmother said I was tender hearted and my granddaddy said I was a tough piece of leather. Said I had tenacity, told me I would speak to the entire world one day. Nailed it! You nailed it granddaddy!
Mother or not, parent or not, care giver or not, there are certain boundaries you are to never cross. Crossing those boundaries, then immediately pulling a "head game" on your victim, scrambling the brains of your loved ones won't work here.
I just wanted to tell you you lived too long. If you had died any time prior to 2009 you would have gotten away.
No that is not true. No matter what . You were never going to get away. ( A sick closet sadistic sociopath, no you were never going to get away . Be sure , you served your purpose, the GOD I serve turned all of your demonic led bad into good! Praise the LORD! Why? Because it is all in Divine Order.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 27, 2013. All rights reserves.
Far too many people say the most horrible vulgar things to their children pretending they are frustrated about their sorry lives. If you are a grown adult person living what you consider to be a sorry low life, it is your own fault. We all have the exact same resource, GOD. If you are too dumb, too full of pride, too phony, too ignorant to pray. To humble yourself, to fall down on your knees in your secret closet and ask GOD to come in, to dwell there . It's your fault. If someone admonishes you to get baptized and you bristle about the possible bacteria growing in the Baptismal pool. It is time to pray. It is time for GOD to dispatch His host of angels to rescue you.
Dear LORD, now is the time for all true believers to stand up, to honor You by doing Your will.
Please let me re-iterate this fact, this blog is not for revenge or to shame anyone. As a matter of fact this blog is no longer about me. It is about saving purely innocent children from vile men and women that would deliberately destroy them.
This blog is a warning. If it could happen to me, it could happen to you. A demonic spirit can worm its way into your family and destroy it from the inside out. This demonic spirit is so deceitful and cunning you must have the HOLY GHOST to detect it.
I am praising the LORD today! I am celebrating. Jesus! Jesus!Jesus! When a person is dumb enough or wayward enough to think they can court the devil or sleep with the devil and not ruin their life or every life they touch. That's sad. Didn't you expect to become a vile cursed thing?
What did you get? Didn't you ever get tired of being repulsive? Sneaky? Destructive? Lying? Couldn't you let go of fear, your serious lack of faith? Why couldn't you be the child of GOD you pretended to be? How did you manage to conceal such a putrid sickening hatred for so long? It took me nearly 50 years to discover why you threw a brand new dishwasher in the backyard when I told you how much it helped me.
It was you! You were the one that wiped your behind in my facecloth, left it full of defecation! ( You hated the vile things you were doing secretly in the street. You played the harlot, the s***, the freak, then slithered home full of guilt and took it out on us. You dug a hole so deep you could never crawl out of it.)
At any rate, I do pray for your soul. No I do not blame you. You did the best you could ,you did tell me I was anointed. PTL! My grandmother said I was tender hearted and my granddaddy said I was a tough piece of leather. Said I had tenacity, told me I would speak to the entire world one day. Nailed it! You nailed it granddaddy!
Mother or not, parent or not, care giver or not, there are certain boundaries you are to never cross. Crossing those boundaries, then immediately pulling a "head game" on your victim, scrambling the brains of your loved ones won't work here.
I just wanted to tell you you lived too long. If you had died any time prior to 2009 you would have gotten away.
No that is not true. No matter what . You were never going to get away. ( A sick closet sadistic sociopath, no you were never going to get away . Be sure , you served your purpose, the GOD I serve turned all of your demonic led bad into good! Praise the LORD! Why? Because it is all in Divine Order.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 27, 2013. All rights reserves.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
" I DON'T BELIEVE IT!";
my brother screamed. I felt like I was talking to a brother from another planet. At first I wanted to cry . A grown man, 56 years old and still doesn't know that he doesn't have to get permission to love himself. I reminded him that she potty trained him by beating him savagely. This was after his medical miracle, a 6 month gestation baby, born weighing 2 pounds2 ounces in 1957! He didn't care. He didn't want to remember. He didn't want to live in the past. All he could talk about was how much he missed his mother. It was incredulous! Was he still blind!. Why can't he see!? I understood and did not press the issue. ( Let him believe his fantasy. Don't spoil the saintly image she conjured and planted in his mind. Pray that he will read your blog one day. Pray that he will read all of it from beginning to end.)
I am so happy, so relieved. It is hard to explain. I call it Freedom! Sure it took me a long time. Yes, it took a life time. Why? She was that good! Her deceit was perfect! It should have been, led and guided by Lucifer himself.
Oh no! You doubt my truth!? My testimony!? I am the nut!? I'm the wayward one? I am the one that deliberately and clandestinely destroyed her entire family for countless generations to come? Do I really have to tell you? Do I have to be the one to point out the fact that anyone that visits graveyards seeking power, "working roots" is a demon, an imp, can't be trusted, you better shun them.
Don't pretend that my truth is too incredible for you to believe, too primitive, too ridiculous. Look at her fruit! Have you ever wondered why her children were always extremely distant?
"She's dead! Let it go! Let her rest!" No son, we must break this vicious cycle. We must save the future generations.
Don't be sad children. If you look very hard, if you pray, you will see the awesome blessing GOD has gifted you with. GOD will break that Spingali spell she cast over you. GOD will take the blinders off. He will open your eyes, the blinding handkerchiefs will fall off.
Dear LORD thank you for your truth, for understanding, for setting me Free! Yes I am Free! Unlike some of you, I want to save others. I love GOD's WORD so much I want to share it. It is so marvelous, so wonderful, I can NOT keep it to myself.
Blessed is the Truth teller, the Peacemaker. Praise the LORD/Serve the LORD!never be afraid to face your truth children. Never be afraid to examine your life. God can't fix what you refuse to face.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember "Apart from Christ we are nothing.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 26, 2013. All rights reserved.
I am so happy, so relieved. It is hard to explain. I call it Freedom! Sure it took me a long time. Yes, it took a life time. Why? She was that good! Her deceit was perfect! It should have been, led and guided by Lucifer himself.
Oh no! You doubt my truth!? My testimony!? I am the nut!? I'm the wayward one? I am the one that deliberately and clandestinely destroyed her entire family for countless generations to come? Do I really have to tell you? Do I have to be the one to point out the fact that anyone that visits graveyards seeking power, "working roots" is a demon, an imp, can't be trusted, you better shun them.
Don't pretend that my truth is too incredible for you to believe, too primitive, too ridiculous. Look at her fruit! Have you ever wondered why her children were always extremely distant?
"She's dead! Let it go! Let her rest!" No son, we must break this vicious cycle. We must save the future generations.
Don't be sad children. If you look very hard, if you pray, you will see the awesome blessing GOD has gifted you with. GOD will break that Spingali spell she cast over you. GOD will take the blinders off. He will open your eyes, the blinding handkerchiefs will fall off.
Dear LORD thank you for your truth, for understanding, for setting me Free! Yes I am Free! Unlike some of you, I want to save others. I love GOD's WORD so much I want to share it. It is so marvelous, so wonderful, I can NOT keep it to myself.
Blessed is the Truth teller, the Peacemaker. Praise the LORD/Serve the LORD!never be afraid to face your truth children. Never be afraid to examine your life. God can't fix what you refuse to face.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember "Apart from Christ we are nothing.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 26, 2013. All rights reserved.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
"I be who I be!"
"Plain and simple, I be who I be! I ain't nobody but pure me. I can't please you and you can't please me. We not gon' lak the same thangs. We are not gon' have the same expuriences on dis earf. Jest when are you gon be real!? You know you got dem two voices. When you at work or on a bizness call you talk "white". But, jest as soon as you git home you take dat ova'shoulder boulder holder off. (As a matter of fact you fling it! You have learned how to unsnap that torturous bra while driving in bumper to bumper traffic. We got the nerve to criticize Muslims bout hi dey treat dey wimmen.. Why we "do dat" ladies? Sorry, I'll save that for another rant.)
Most wimmen go straight to the kitchen after they strip their bodies of the trappings of civilization. Wig, shoes, ear bobs, eva'thang tight. Glad to be home, glad to relax, glad to act the n*****. (No grammar check, I don't have to slow my brain down to ar-ti-cu-late the King's English. I am around my people and I don't haf'ta worry 'bout nobody thinking' I'm dumb because I said "seben" instead of "seven.")
Point is you understood me. Second point is I ain't gon put on fah you. I ain't got to pretend for nobody. We all rocking in the same old boat. We are all GOD's churin. You can blive dem lies dat yo' color make you bedder dan some one else if you want to. Language ain't nothing but a form of communication. Just cause I take the time to ar-ti-cu-late don't mean I'm tellin the truf. It don't mean I am steering you in the right direction.
I'm sorry! Hep me LAWD! I can't stand phony people! You know people dat put on trying to make out lak dey is mo dan what dey is. "I talk proper because I am smarter than you, better than You!My life is perfect! I have never made a mistake in my entire life. My entire family is perfect! I have far more money than I will ever need or use (but I ain't giving you none)"
Are you you? I mean do you even know who you are? Do you know why you think the way you do? Are your ideas and beliefs really your own?
No, I am not saying you should not continue your "professional show" while at work or on the phone. You have to be able to communicate with others that may not be able to keep up with "Ebonics". But always know who you are. Always love you. Be you! Be who you is!
When I was in college we burned our bras. That is a whole "nother" story. I will tell you about that later.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 23, 2013 All rights reserved.
P.S.
You know I can smell hate don't-cha ? That's a whole nuther bolg. Have a blessed day.
Most wimmen go straight to the kitchen after they strip their bodies of the trappings of civilization. Wig, shoes, ear bobs, eva'thang tight. Glad to be home, glad to relax, glad to act the n*****. (No grammar check, I don't have to slow my brain down to ar-ti-cu-late the King's English. I am around my people and I don't haf'ta worry 'bout nobody thinking' I'm dumb because I said "seben" instead of "seven.")
Point is you understood me. Second point is I ain't gon put on fah you. I ain't got to pretend for nobody. We all rocking in the same old boat. We are all GOD's churin. You can blive dem lies dat yo' color make you bedder dan some one else if you want to. Language ain't nothing but a form of communication. Just cause I take the time to ar-ti-cu-late don't mean I'm tellin the truf. It don't mean I am steering you in the right direction.
I'm sorry! Hep me LAWD! I can't stand phony people! You know people dat put on trying to make out lak dey is mo dan what dey is. "I talk proper because I am smarter than you, better than You!My life is perfect! I have never made a mistake in my entire life. My entire family is perfect! I have far more money than I will ever need or use (but I ain't giving you none)"
Are you you? I mean do you even know who you are? Do you know why you think the way you do? Are your ideas and beliefs really your own?
No, I am not saying you should not continue your "professional show" while at work or on the phone. You have to be able to communicate with others that may not be able to keep up with "Ebonics". But always know who you are. Always love you. Be you! Be who you is!
When I was in college we burned our bras. That is a whole "nother" story. I will tell you about that later.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 23, 2013 All rights reserved.
P.S.
You know I can smell hate don't-cha ? That's a whole nuther bolg. Have a blessed day.
Friday, November 22, 2013
Don't let people get in your head.
If they do get in your head, get them out. Sh-h-h-hhhhhhh! Be quiet. Learn to listen, always look carefully. My cats are brilliant and old. They roam this huge neighborhood just like they own it. Unfortunately I see dead animals on the street all the time, dogs, cats, raccoons, squirrels. Why not my cats? Too smart. They will send me to the door, asked to be let out, but have the nerve to stand there sniffing the air, peeping around the door, first left, then right, then left again. If I try to rush them, try to usher them out, because they are letting all my warm air escape they will turn around, walk away with their tails straight in the air as if to say ;"never mind.".
Cats are like ;"You don't control me. Don't nobody control me but me!" You will not get in a cat's head. Most of the time they just demand to be feed and left alone. You may play with them when they give you permission. That's why I like cats. Always had a great love for them. The only reason my poor hard-headed dog is not dead is because GOD must love her as much as I do. She is "due to be dead" many times over.
All of us are *"due to be dead". We all know that it is only by His Grace that we are still here. And we all know that one day we won't be here. I have often wondered what it must feel like to wake up dead. You are not here, you are gone. Does your soul rise up out of your body? Are you immediately reincarnated and come back according to the life you lived? Does GOD immediately divide the "wheat from the chaff"?
Well I will be the first to say I don't know for sure. I am planning on the Rapture myself. Today I am not so much concerned with the "after life" as I am with this present life. Children! don't let some dim-witted, primitive, savage retard rob you of your life and gifts because some **** claims to be your "mother" or "father", your wife or husband. Do they make you happy? Do they make you feel good about yourself? Does your heart beat faster when you see them?
Or did you let some slick fast talking manipulative person get in your head? Are you in love with someone you hate? Have you given up? Have you accepted your miserable lot in life? Hurry up and check out their fruit. I missed out on a few years because I closed my eyes. I refused to believe.
My mother always picked at me and called me a nerd for "keeping myself up". Miss Goody Two Shoes was my name. I know now the woman that mistreated, terrorized and tried to lead me astray was emotionally only 14 years old and never grew up. Something in her childhood damaged her. She never faced it. Poor Martha.
My mother took my boyfriend from me when I was 14 and had "relations" with him. Man! what a burden. I understand now. We were two adolescents competing for the same popular boy. I was the "lame" one, the virgin, so my mother seized the opportunity to take him and she did.
I said forget it. I quit dating, zeroed in on the books. What was the use? I couldn't win. She was pretty, charming, charismatic. She drove a brand new Cadillac and had money. Besides, "The fool just might decide to root me, worse than she did before."
My LORD! My LORD! Thank you for my journey.
We need Jesus people. You need Jesus! Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 22, 2013 All rights reserved.
Cats are like ;"You don't control me. Don't nobody control me but me!" You will not get in a cat's head. Most of the time they just demand to be feed and left alone. You may play with them when they give you permission. That's why I like cats. Always had a great love for them. The only reason my poor hard-headed dog is not dead is because GOD must love her as much as I do. She is "due to be dead" many times over.
All of us are *"due to be dead". We all know that it is only by His Grace that we are still here. And we all know that one day we won't be here. I have often wondered what it must feel like to wake up dead. You are not here, you are gone. Does your soul rise up out of your body? Are you immediately reincarnated and come back according to the life you lived? Does GOD immediately divide the "wheat from the chaff"?
Well I will be the first to say I don't know for sure. I am planning on the Rapture myself. Today I am not so much concerned with the "after life" as I am with this present life. Children! don't let some dim-witted, primitive, savage retard rob you of your life and gifts because some **** claims to be your "mother" or "father", your wife or husband. Do they make you happy? Do they make you feel good about yourself? Does your heart beat faster when you see them?
Or did you let some slick fast talking manipulative person get in your head? Are you in love with someone you hate? Have you given up? Have you accepted your miserable lot in life? Hurry up and check out their fruit. I missed out on a few years because I closed my eyes. I refused to believe.
My mother always picked at me and called me a nerd for "keeping myself up". Miss Goody Two Shoes was my name. I know now the woman that mistreated, terrorized and tried to lead me astray was emotionally only 14 years old and never grew up. Something in her childhood damaged her. She never faced it. Poor Martha.
My mother took my boyfriend from me when I was 14 and had "relations" with him. Man! what a burden. I understand now. We were two adolescents competing for the same popular boy. I was the "lame" one, the virgin, so my mother seized the opportunity to take him and she did.
I said forget it. I quit dating, zeroed in on the books. What was the use? I couldn't win. She was pretty, charming, charismatic. She drove a brand new Cadillac and had money. Besides, "The fool just might decide to root me, worse than she did before."
My LORD! My LORD! Thank you for my journey.
We need Jesus people. You need Jesus! Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 22, 2013 All rights reserved.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
" Dis n**** heah ...
'gon tell me that I wudden S***! Me! Nigh! I wuz like WTF!? B****! You duh one wid 10 n**** tribes from bloody f******* Afee-Kay! Damn 'Ho. Hi dug F*** you gone predict my life!? Control my life!? You ain't GAWD N****! And it ain't ova kneetha!
Well, that's what I shudda' said. And dat's whut I whudda said too if I hadn't been piss-in-my-draws-damn-near-s***-on-mysef scared as hell. Don't F*** wid Mathy! I don't care if duh b**** is ded!"
You know you were a demon if people are still scared to talk about you , to tell on you, long after you are dead.
Just saying.
Copyright November 21, 2013. All rights reserved ,
Well, that's what I shudda' said. And dat's whut I whudda said too if I hadn't been piss-in-my-draws-damn-near-s***-on-mysef scared as hell. Don't F*** wid Mathy! I don't care if duh b**** is ded!"
You know you were a demon if people are still scared to talk about you , to tell on you, long after you are dead.
Just saying.
Copyright November 21, 2013. All rights reserved ,
Another very short story from the JR Walters Chronicles
"Deddy! Is we n*******?"
"No honey bun we ain't no n******! Why you ass dat?"
"!Cause Miz Jernigan said I wuz a yalla half raised no mannous a** n******! Dat I didn't have no raising a toll...dat I wudden eben civilized. Said I wuz old enuf to know bedder dan to be standing on hur front porch beating on white folk-ez fine mo-hog-o-ney front doze. Dat I needed my red headed yalla a** beat fuh sturbing her from her nap. She say dee next time I brings my willful a** up on her front porch she gon' take a switch to me hurself! ....Deddy!? What is a n****** anyway?"
"Dawthur it is sumptin' you nevah wont-a-be. It is a low class thang. Evil and sneaky as the day is long. N***** dont hab no conscious chile. Dey imps fa the devil and will do anything. You can't hep no n***** chile. Dey too common, too lying, too stupid. GAWD don't enben sef wont'em. He tried to save them. Sunt Gee-zus heah fo'um. Dey don't want no part in living right, in heeding the voice of the LAWD. ... no chile dey lost and don't want to be found ... pray fa'um dawthur. Pray fa' protection from dem."
"Is all colored folks n****** daddy?"
"No! N*****ism ain't got nuttin' to do wid color chile. It is spiritual. Ni I wont you to know...you be careful out heah! Don't you nevah let no sorry n***** bring you down. You keep yo'sef up. Hold yo'sef up! I don't ker whut dis world tell you. You somebody and GAWD love you. He gon fix it and when all deze Miz Jerinigans die off we gon' have a bedder world. Jesus will fix it. You jest wait and see."
"Deddy! You duh best deddy in the whole wide wurld! Thank you fah teaching me right."
Copyright November 21, 2013 All rights reserved.
"No honey bun we ain't no n******! Why you ass dat?"
"!Cause Miz Jernigan said I wuz a yalla half raised no mannous a** n******! Dat I didn't have no raising a toll...dat I wudden eben civilized. Said I wuz old enuf to know bedder dan to be standing on hur front porch beating on white folk-ez fine mo-hog-o-ney front doze. Dat I needed my red headed yalla a** beat fuh sturbing her from her nap. She say dee next time I brings my willful a** up on her front porch she gon' take a switch to me hurself! ....Deddy!? What is a n****** anyway?"
"Dawthur it is sumptin' you nevah wont-a-be. It is a low class thang. Evil and sneaky as the day is long. N***** dont hab no conscious chile. Dey imps fa the devil and will do anything. You can't hep no n***** chile. Dey too common, too lying, too stupid. GAWD don't enben sef wont'em. He tried to save them. Sunt Gee-zus heah fo'um. Dey don't want no part in living right, in heeding the voice of the LAWD. ... no chile dey lost and don't want to be found ... pray fa'um dawthur. Pray fa' protection from dem."
"Is all colored folks n****** daddy?"
"No! N*****ism ain't got nuttin' to do wid color chile. It is spiritual. Ni I wont you to know...you be careful out heah! Don't you nevah let no sorry n***** bring you down. You keep yo'sef up. Hold yo'sef up! I don't ker whut dis world tell you. You somebody and GAWD love you. He gon fix it and when all deze Miz Jerinigans die off we gon' have a bedder world. Jesus will fix it. You jest wait and see."
"Deddy! You duh best deddy in the whole wide wurld! Thank you fah teaching me right."
Copyright November 21, 2013 All rights reserved.
I'm walking on water!
Praise the LORD! Thank You Jesus! Hallelujah to the highest! I am still winning. Yes, I am walking on water. Meaning, I am walking in Victory! My GOD is a Good GOD. He promised to never leave me, to never abandon me and He never has.
My precious LORD reached down and snatched me out of an awful pit. Now sit down, listen carefully. Shut up! Get the whole story before you judge. GOD sent me to save you! To deliver you from bondage. Praise His Holy Name! Don't you dare dismiss me as some religious kook. I have been where you are. The "evil one" tried to rob me, plotted against me for 62 years. What the "evil one" meant for bad GOD transformed into good.
Whoa! Wait a minute! Let me break this down for you, make it simple enough for you to understand. Remember GOD revealed to us in His WORD that some would become "lovers of themselves, lascivious, back biters, law breakers". We know this. But we don't acknowledge this. We are deaf! We are blind! The "evil one" is robbing us blind, stealing our very lives, sucking the very marrow out of our bones and we are standing around like a bunch of fools worshipping at her feet, telling her how beautiful she is, how brilliant she is. She insults us, humiliates and degrades us. We stand strong, silent and stoic, demanding more of the same just so we can prove to our "mother" that we love her and will remain loyal no matter what.
We remain "strong", silent and stoic because we are traumatized, terrorized, living but not "living", frozen solid in disbelief, screaming ;"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!" when each and every boundary was broken.
Listen, you must hear what I wrote in my "Private Notes" today:
"The b**** was rooting me the whole time! There I was bending, bowing and scraping, dancing to her jig, her music. Sending her my money falsely believing I was paying homage. "She is not going to "root" me. She is not going to put that evil "stank eye" on me. I skin and grin. I go along with everything she says and does. I am safe." Wrong! Nothing could every save me from Martha's jealousy, her insane envy. The poor woman could not save herself from her self. She knew she was losing. She knew she was wrong. She knew she was a sadist pervert. But, why change when your stupid family looks the other way? A demonic spirit can infiltrate a family and live there invisible and unrecognized for 87 years if that family is controlled by fear. If that family is ashamed of the truth.
It was all a trick, a mirage. "Mother" never existed. Always lured in by the plaintive sobs of our dear saintly "Mother" to be clubbed in the head and savagely robbed by that demon she let rule her.
Crawling away narrowly escaping total defeat at "their" hands I cry and plead Why? The demon dressed in my "Mother's" skin laughs uproariously; "You duh fool...I didn't make you do nuttin'!"
It has been two months and I am still floating in and out of consciousness. Sometimes I am euphoric. But, I must admit there are still times I find solace in tears of sadness and gloom. I must say I feel great today! I am walking on water. That means I am doing the impossible. I am doing what people told me could never be done. Think about it. I was once just another little black embryo that narrowly escaped being flushed by the demon possessed flesh I was conceived in.
Martha, I want you to know every time you laughed and bragged about those five babies you flushed down the toilet, I hurt for my little brothers and sisters. I often thought they were really more fortunate than we were. Yes, I did blame myself for intruding into your life. I did isolate myself. We did live in the library, I read every work of fiction, all the biographies, *Sam read everything on math and science. At the time we didn't realize we were seeking some safe escape from you two demented buzzards.
At any rate through the miracle of Almighty GOD and through His mercies, *Sam became a medical doctor and I a teacher. Then here you come, the "evil one" dressed to the nines in the skin of Mathy Jane our beloved "Mother".
"Get thee behind me satan!" You been busted! I can see you clearly. Martha's body is laying over there in a cold grave in Spring Lake! Why? Why didn't you want to be buried next to your father? Your brother, your mother, all those Walters, Pap, Grandmuh, Uncle Dan, Uncle Tom? What's up? Or should I say, what went down?"
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 21, 2013 All rights reserved.
My precious LORD reached down and snatched me out of an awful pit. Now sit down, listen carefully. Shut up! Get the whole story before you judge. GOD sent me to save you! To deliver you from bondage. Praise His Holy Name! Don't you dare dismiss me as some religious kook. I have been where you are. The "evil one" tried to rob me, plotted against me for 62 years. What the "evil one" meant for bad GOD transformed into good.
Whoa! Wait a minute! Let me break this down for you, make it simple enough for you to understand. Remember GOD revealed to us in His WORD that some would become "lovers of themselves, lascivious, back biters, law breakers". We know this. But we don't acknowledge this. We are deaf! We are blind! The "evil one" is robbing us blind, stealing our very lives, sucking the very marrow out of our bones and we are standing around like a bunch of fools worshipping at her feet, telling her how beautiful she is, how brilliant she is. She insults us, humiliates and degrades us. We stand strong, silent and stoic, demanding more of the same just so we can prove to our "mother" that we love her and will remain loyal no matter what.
We remain "strong", silent and stoic because we are traumatized, terrorized, living but not "living", frozen solid in disbelief, screaming ;"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!" when each and every boundary was broken.
Listen, you must hear what I wrote in my "Private Notes" today:
"The b**** was rooting me the whole time! There I was bending, bowing and scraping, dancing to her jig, her music. Sending her my money falsely believing I was paying homage. "She is not going to "root" me. She is not going to put that evil "stank eye" on me. I skin and grin. I go along with everything she says and does. I am safe." Wrong! Nothing could every save me from Martha's jealousy, her insane envy. The poor woman could not save herself from her self. She knew she was losing. She knew she was wrong. She knew she was a sadist pervert. But, why change when your stupid family looks the other way? A demonic spirit can infiltrate a family and live there invisible and unrecognized for 87 years if that family is controlled by fear. If that family is ashamed of the truth.
It was all a trick, a mirage. "Mother" never existed. Always lured in by the plaintive sobs of our dear saintly "Mother" to be clubbed in the head and savagely robbed by that demon she let rule her.
Crawling away narrowly escaping total defeat at "their" hands I cry and plead Why? The demon dressed in my "Mother's" skin laughs uproariously; "You duh fool...I didn't make you do nuttin'!"
It has been two months and I am still floating in and out of consciousness. Sometimes I am euphoric. But, I must admit there are still times I find solace in tears of sadness and gloom. I must say I feel great today! I am walking on water. That means I am doing the impossible. I am doing what people told me could never be done. Think about it. I was once just another little black embryo that narrowly escaped being flushed by the demon possessed flesh I was conceived in.
Martha, I want you to know every time you laughed and bragged about those five babies you flushed down the toilet, I hurt for my little brothers and sisters. I often thought they were really more fortunate than we were. Yes, I did blame myself for intruding into your life. I did isolate myself. We did live in the library, I read every work of fiction, all the biographies, *Sam read everything on math and science. At the time we didn't realize we were seeking some safe escape from you two demented buzzards.
At any rate through the miracle of Almighty GOD and through His mercies, *Sam became a medical doctor and I a teacher. Then here you come, the "evil one" dressed to the nines in the skin of Mathy Jane our beloved "Mother".
"Get thee behind me satan!" You been busted! I can see you clearly. Martha's body is laying over there in a cold grave in Spring Lake! Why? Why didn't you want to be buried next to your father? Your brother, your mother, all those Walters, Pap, Grandmuh, Uncle Dan, Uncle Tom? What's up? Or should I say, what went down?"
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 21, 2013 All rights reserved.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
" I am woman, hear me roar!"
I hear you Helen Reddy. Women, human beings of the female gender got feed up with misogynistic mistreatment, started thinking, kept on talking and agitating for change. What started as disgruntled murmurings grew. Women finally stood up, demanded a place at the table. Gender equality has led to marriage equality.
I began this blog humbled, humiliated and hated by my own mother for merely questioning her wrong doing, her proclivities. She demanded to do as she damn well pleased. There were no boundaries, no laws from any god she had to obey. Martha Jane was going to do as she pleased and you were going to let her!
What started out as my weak cry for help is growing. There are people on this earth that will not ignore, sit by and watch , or pretend they don't know the "good reverend " is a pervert, is a murderer, is a "root worker". There are good GOD loving people on this earth that know we have an obligation to save ALL children. Stop these monsters! Out these "women", so called "mothers". Don't ignore, don't walk away and merely shake your head.
Jesus told us to know the truth. Only GOD could know what a horrendous truth I would have to face. I love my brothers. I know why they can't face it. Give them the strength LORD. One day the whole world will know Pedophilia, child abuse, has reached epidemic proportions!
We must stop lying and denying! Care enough to say something! Don't feel obligated to protect a demon possessed woman because she is kin or was always nice to you. Surely you can't be afraid of her voodoo.
Dear LORD save our children from the unjust and evil man or woman. Let them know that we don't fight against flesh and blood but spiritual wickedness in high places.
Thank you for my feeble voice LORD. I know one day it will be a roar!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 20, 2013 All rights reserved.
I began this blog humbled, humiliated and hated by my own mother for merely questioning her wrong doing, her proclivities. She demanded to do as she damn well pleased. There were no boundaries, no laws from any god she had to obey. Martha Jane was going to do as she pleased and you were going to let her!
What started out as my weak cry for help is growing. There are people on this earth that will not ignore, sit by and watch , or pretend they don't know the "good reverend " is a pervert, is a murderer, is a "root worker". There are good GOD loving people on this earth that know we have an obligation to save ALL children. Stop these monsters! Out these "women", so called "mothers". Don't ignore, don't walk away and merely shake your head.
Jesus told us to know the truth. Only GOD could know what a horrendous truth I would have to face. I love my brothers. I know why they can't face it. Give them the strength LORD. One day the whole world will know Pedophilia, child abuse, has reached epidemic proportions!
We must stop lying and denying! Care enough to say something! Don't feel obligated to protect a demon possessed woman because she is kin or was always nice to you. Surely you can't be afraid of her voodoo.
Dear LORD save our children from the unjust and evil man or woman. Let them know that we don't fight against flesh and blood but spiritual wickedness in high places.
Thank you for my feeble voice LORD. I know one day it will be a roar!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 20, 2013 All rights reserved.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Another very short story from the JR Walters Chronicles
"He came to set at variance! mother against dawthur, father against son, He didn't come to bring no peace. You 'round heah praying for peace! ...praying to be normal. You just want to be like eva'body else. You want to be fly, drive the latest "in" car (not just any car), wear the most expensive gaudy fashion, flash and waste the most money.
Baby, you gon' hafta' do better. Play the cards you are dealt. Eva' chile ain't born wid a silver spoon in dey mouth. Maybe your spoon wuz wood or maybe you didn't even git no spoon. You still got GAWD! We ALL got the same GAWD. He'll hear your prayer just as good as He will hear mine, or the President...or any body dat ask Him.
Don't try to hide your pain, your lashes, your scares. GAWD know chile and He is working it out. You haf'ta trust Him! Put yo' trust in GAWD honey...not in yo' mama and daddy. (Dey might not be right). Don't put yo' trust in money or yo' looks or yo' education. Don't depend on being no certain color neither.
Now, if you sitting up in somebody's church lissening to preaching and praying and don't even self know what variance mean, you ought to be shame of yo' lazy sef. Dictionary.com ******!
You still round heah wondering why all deze people so evil, so diabolical....you bedder go read your Bible!
'Scuze me....I ain't got no mo' time to waste on a fool."
*********************************************************************************Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch. JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 18, 2013 All rights reserved.
Baby, you gon' hafta' do better. Play the cards you are dealt. Eva' chile ain't born wid a silver spoon in dey mouth. Maybe your spoon wuz wood or maybe you didn't even git no spoon. You still got GAWD! We ALL got the same GAWD. He'll hear your prayer just as good as He will hear mine, or the President...or any body dat ask Him.
Don't try to hide your pain, your lashes, your scares. GAWD know chile and He is working it out. You haf'ta trust Him! Put yo' trust in GAWD honey...not in yo' mama and daddy. (Dey might not be right). Don't put yo' trust in money or yo' looks or yo' education. Don't depend on being no certain color neither.
Now, if you sitting up in somebody's church lissening to preaching and praying and don't even self know what variance mean, you ought to be shame of yo' lazy sef. Dictionary.com ******!
You still round heah wondering why all deze people so evil, so diabolical....you bedder go read your Bible!
'Scuze me....I ain't got no mo' time to waste on a fool."
*********************************************************************************Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch. JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 18, 2013 All rights reserved.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
"New Found Freedom"
"New Found Freedom" feels good! I am here to tell you! I am running around, leaping in the air, screaming, hollering, giggling, laughing, singing, making great plans. "Walking on air, ain't touching ground nowhere!"
If or when GOD takes the "blinders" off the blind, they will come to understand. It is called Free Will, the ability and capacity to think for yourself! That is one skill the enemy doesn't want you to have, Critical Thinking. Intelligence and independence is kryptonite to the evil one.
That evil spirit that controlled the flesh of my "mother" saw that early in me, was jealous and tried to stamp it out. The more "she" did to destroy me, the more it grew.
She is officially dead now. She can't terrorize us any more and I really do forgive her. Every day I understand more and more what the whole "experience" was all about. "Cunning Martha" created a daughter, a sister, a mother that the whole world would love passionately. Unfortunately, that "Martha Dearest", the one that cared, loved and nurtured, never existed. She was a figment of our combined imaginations. The real Martha is revealed in my book, a 62 year study of the effects of unchecked and undiagnosed Narcissistic Personality Disorder.
Yes, I suffered mightily when I finally succumbed to the the truth. But I know my suffering would have been much worse if I had continued living that lie, suffering in that hell trying to scrounge out a pitiful existence living in Martha Jane's fantasy land. I suffered far too much for far too long there. I don't regret a moment because I was made strong.
Find your freedom children. Claim it! Stand up for yourself and live your life to the fullest. *"Don't go down in anyone else's ship." I'm not going to hell because you are too blind and stupid to acknowledge GOD's Truth. Know ye the Truth, it will set you free! And Freedom feels good!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
*The Potters House/ Rev. Sammy Williamson
Copyright November 17, 2013 All rights reserved
If or when GOD takes the "blinders" off the blind, they will come to understand. It is called Free Will, the ability and capacity to think for yourself! That is one skill the enemy doesn't want you to have, Critical Thinking. Intelligence and independence is kryptonite to the evil one.
That evil spirit that controlled the flesh of my "mother" saw that early in me, was jealous and tried to stamp it out. The more "she" did to destroy me, the more it grew.
She is officially dead now. She can't terrorize us any more and I really do forgive her. Every day I understand more and more what the whole "experience" was all about. "Cunning Martha" created a daughter, a sister, a mother that the whole world would love passionately. Unfortunately, that "Martha Dearest", the one that cared, loved and nurtured, never existed. She was a figment of our combined imaginations. The real Martha is revealed in my book, a 62 year study of the effects of unchecked and undiagnosed Narcissistic Personality Disorder.
Yes, I suffered mightily when I finally succumbed to the the truth. But I know my suffering would have been much worse if I had continued living that lie, suffering in that hell trying to scrounge out a pitiful existence living in Martha Jane's fantasy land. I suffered far too much for far too long there. I don't regret a moment because I was made strong.
Find your freedom children. Claim it! Stand up for yourself and live your life to the fullest. *"Don't go down in anyone else's ship." I'm not going to hell because you are too blind and stupid to acknowledge GOD's Truth. Know ye the Truth, it will set you free! And Freedom feels good!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
*The Potters House/ Rev. Sammy Williamson
Copyright November 17, 2013 All rights reserved
Friday, November 15, 2013
The Just shall live by faith..."
Born poor,black and female; faith is all I ever had. I had a loving grandfather that lived by faith. Never waivered! Not once in 84 years!
I thank GOD for him because he was right. "Jesus will fix it." He told me that over and over for years and years as we struggled as a family trying to "love the hell" out of Martha, Mathy Jane, Mathy, Janie, Martha Jean, Madame Watson, Reverend Watson, Martha Lamoureaux.
I am sitting here in awe, once terrified, now free. I am amazed, astonished, still a little broken and torn. I know one woman that took an entire family down, single handed. Destroyed countless generations.
It took me 58 years to learn that she was truly demon possessed. But, I am praising GOD because I found out in time.
I remember being intrigued by the report of an elderly black "man's" death some years ago. This "man" had lived in this community for quite some time, was married and had "children". The undertaker was shocked to discover the "man"'s "strapon" when he was preparing the body. It seems the dear departed was actually a woman and had been living a lie for decades. This woman lived as a man for 70 plus years, attended church every Sunday, was the church organist! The community was shocked. "His" widow claimed that she was just as shocked, that she didn't know. He was always very modest, she had never seen "him" naked and the children were adopted.
That's how I feel about my "mother". She was just as phony as that "man". Martha Jane Walters lived a complete lie. A cruel lying psychotic pedophile! Just beautiful enough, brilliant enough and charming enough to destroy countless generations.
Of course when I started on this journey of searching for the truth I had no clear idea what a narcissist was. Narcissistic Personality Disorder is very new to me, new to most of the world I imagine. It is a very sad and distressful situation. It is so hard to explain to people why you refuse to have any thing to do with your own mother. Why news of her death failed to produce one tear. If the truth be known, I am actually very relieved.
There is a book that I must read, must promote; "The Narcissism Epidemic" by Keith Campbell, Ph.D.
The world is in a crisis. Psychologists and psychiatrists are scrambling trying to understand this "mental illness".
I am going to read this book because I want to know what the "experts" think. I hurt for the destroyed children and I want this madness to end. But I already know exactly what happened to my mother. Born fast and evil, without a moral compass, a "bad seed". She came here to do what she did, destroy.
She didn't get all of us! Praise the LORD!
Stay in His WORD children. Please read Hebrews 10:38 today. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 15, 2013 All rights reserved
I thank GOD for him because he was right. "Jesus will fix it." He told me that over and over for years and years as we struggled as a family trying to "love the hell" out of Martha, Mathy Jane, Mathy, Janie, Martha Jean, Madame Watson, Reverend Watson, Martha Lamoureaux.
I am sitting here in awe, once terrified, now free. I am amazed, astonished, still a little broken and torn. I know one woman that took an entire family down, single handed. Destroyed countless generations.
It took me 58 years to learn that she was truly demon possessed. But, I am praising GOD because I found out in time.
I remember being intrigued by the report of an elderly black "man's" death some years ago. This "man" had lived in this community for quite some time, was married and had "children". The undertaker was shocked to discover the "man"'s "strapon" when he was preparing the body. It seems the dear departed was actually a woman and had been living a lie for decades. This woman lived as a man for 70 plus years, attended church every Sunday, was the church organist! The community was shocked. "His" widow claimed that she was just as shocked, that she didn't know. He was always very modest, she had never seen "him" naked and the children were adopted.
That's how I feel about my "mother". She was just as phony as that "man". Martha Jane Walters lived a complete lie. A cruel lying psychotic pedophile! Just beautiful enough, brilliant enough and charming enough to destroy countless generations.
Of course when I started on this journey of searching for the truth I had no clear idea what a narcissist was. Narcissistic Personality Disorder is very new to me, new to most of the world I imagine. It is a very sad and distressful situation. It is so hard to explain to people why you refuse to have any thing to do with your own mother. Why news of her death failed to produce one tear. If the truth be known, I am actually very relieved.
There is a book that I must read, must promote; "The Narcissism Epidemic" by Keith Campbell, Ph.D.
The world is in a crisis. Psychologists and psychiatrists are scrambling trying to understand this "mental illness".
I am going to read this book because I want to know what the "experts" think. I hurt for the destroyed children and I want this madness to end. But I already know exactly what happened to my mother. Born fast and evil, without a moral compass, a "bad seed". She came here to do what she did, destroy.
She didn't get all of us! Praise the LORD!
Stay in His WORD children. Please read Hebrews 10:38 today. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 15, 2013 All rights reserved
Monday, November 11, 2013
I assure you, it is not funny...
not in the least. Some call it Stockholm syndrome, NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder), Evil, mental illness, demon possessed, ignorant, clueless, lost, blind, deaf and dumb. You may be everything I mentioned, but you are not funny.
I know GOD wants the world to know that people like you are possible. You pathetic loser. A sick sadist! B****! You knew you needed help! You knew you were nasty and common! I say if you had sense enough to hide it, you had sense enough to not do it.
You chose to do it! I remember when you went to that psychiatrist when I was eight and came home screaming in denial; " IT AIN'T TRUE!!!!!" You just put on that performance to fool me after you two buzzards raped me. I don't think you even went to a psychiatrist. Who ever heard of a black woman on your ignorant uneducated primitive level seeking help for mental illness in 1959?
Cool, calculated, low down scandalous sociopath. You might be dead, but it is not over. You will be discussed! The world will know about you. The world will know that you were never anything but a sick, jealous, envious, murderous, "root working", trisexual, skinning, and grinning pedophile.
I want you to know they caught two just like you two buzzards recently. The pretty little girl they tortured with the blessing of Atlanta Department of Family and Children's Services was only 10 years old and her terribly abused starved body was found burned and decaying in a trash can.
I guess the world can believe me now. Perhaps my relatives, my brothers will care about me now.
No matter what. I have been delivered from evil and GOD has always been with me. I have always felt His presence. I knew from the womb this fake female thing hated me and fully intended to destroy me on the sly while she pretended to be a lovingly daughter and mother.
I thank GOD she tried to be clandestine, sneaky and slimy. Nothing she did to me ever prospered her anything.
PraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORD!!!!!!!!!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch , JEROME WALTERS)
Copyrights November 11, 2013. All rights reserved.
I know GOD wants the world to know that people like you are possible. You pathetic loser. A sick sadist! B****! You knew you needed help! You knew you were nasty and common! I say if you had sense enough to hide it, you had sense enough to not do it.
You chose to do it! I remember when you went to that psychiatrist when I was eight and came home screaming in denial; " IT AIN'T TRUE!!!!!" You just put on that performance to fool me after you two buzzards raped me. I don't think you even went to a psychiatrist. Who ever heard of a black woman on your ignorant uneducated primitive level seeking help for mental illness in 1959?
Cool, calculated, low down scandalous sociopath. You might be dead, but it is not over. You will be discussed! The world will know about you. The world will know that you were never anything but a sick, jealous, envious, murderous, "root working", trisexual, skinning, and grinning pedophile.
I want you to know they caught two just like you two buzzards recently. The pretty little girl they tortured with the blessing of Atlanta Department of Family and Children's Services was only 10 years old and her terribly abused starved body was found burned and decaying in a trash can.
I guess the world can believe me now. Perhaps my relatives, my brothers will care about me now.
No matter what. I have been delivered from evil and GOD has always been with me. I have always felt His presence. I knew from the womb this fake female thing hated me and fully intended to destroy me on the sly while she pretended to be a lovingly daughter and mother.
I thank GOD she tried to be clandestine, sneaky and slimy. Nothing she did to me ever prospered her anything.
PraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORDPraiseTheLORD!!!!!!!!!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch , JEROME WALTERS)
Copyrights November 11, 2013. All rights reserved.
Friday, November 8, 2013
A short story from the JR Walters' Chronicles
The art of "story telling" is being lost to video games and reality talk shows. We will pay as a society for cranking out all of these rude, disrespectful, lazy, impish children. Don't tell me what you are doing for "yours". We are all in this together. "No man is an island." A family can spend a fortune on private school and ballet classes. Your precious golden child Christened in the finest Italian lace will have to share a world with street urchins that have been thrown away.
We have an obligation to teach morality! We can't sit back and criticize our youth for their behaviour without making sure they had the opportunity to "live right".
So like all stories, this story is didactic; it teaches a lesson.
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"It Just Hit Me..."
snuck up on me like that person with real bad breath. You know that person that comes from out of no where whispering in your ear, talking some smack, and their breath is so bad you first reaction is to run. You rare back on your feet and you can't help making a face that says something died.
Well, today, this day, I was vacuuming, washing clothes, drinking coffee, feeding the cats and it hit me. Straight hit me in the head! One of Martha's cardinal rules was:"Don't you f***** think back n****!"
I knew kids that were disrespectful to their parents, "talked back", slammed doors, screamed things like "I hate you!". Not *"in my mother's house". She let us know early that she was not going to tolerate it. And she wasn't. What ever it took, knife, gun, machete, foul cursing (including "root working") Martha was going to have her way. You were going to lose! "Tell if you want to, ain't nobody gon' believe you. I can't lose for the stuff I use and you can't win for the fix you in! ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Any form of criticism you had against Martha was best kept secret. Don't tell anybody because if word gets back to mother ...you're in for it.
" A n**** rather walk through hell wid a pair of gasoline draws on dan f*** wid me!" ; straight from The Martha Jane Playbook, that changed with the win. One minute honest, loving the LORD and making everybody go to church. Next week sellin "pun-tang" and reading Tarot cards.
I couldn't keep up. Plus, how could I not think? Can you make yourself retarded?
I laugh now because she is finally safely dead. But we were not even allowed to look unhappy or disappointed. Stand up for yourself if you wanted to, you were going to get knocked back down. And the very brothers I was trying to save always turned on me and joined forces with her.
(You demand to think for me!? Really! You never finished college! You standing up here with 6 children and none of us look alike! We look like the f****UN! We represent every color and race there is, from Caucasian white to jet black African pygmy! I am supposed to listen to you!?...take your advice!?")
Any way, it just hit me. How can anyone have the nerve to forbid another person from thinking? Worse, who obeys her? Who really listens to her? Who lets this fool dictate their life? What did she ever do that was so great that any one would wish to emulate? Can you really trust her judgement?
The point of this story is; "Fear NO man!" Fear nothing or no one children. Live right. GOD will bless you. "Jesus will fix it." ;JR Walters.
Stand!Stand Up! Radiate! Go out and conquer the world knowing that Almighty GOD is on your side and you can accomplish anything you put your mind to. "Up ye mighty race, accomplish what you will!" (Marcus Garvey)
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 8, 2013 All rights reserved
We have an obligation to teach morality! We can't sit back and criticize our youth for their behaviour without making sure they had the opportunity to "live right".
So like all stories, this story is didactic; it teaches a lesson.
*********************************************************************************
"It Just Hit Me..."
snuck up on me like that person with real bad breath. You know that person that comes from out of no where whispering in your ear, talking some smack, and their breath is so bad you first reaction is to run. You rare back on your feet and you can't help making a face that says something died.
Well, today, this day, I was vacuuming, washing clothes, drinking coffee, feeding the cats and it hit me. Straight hit me in the head! One of Martha's cardinal rules was:"Don't you f***** think back n****!"
I knew kids that were disrespectful to their parents, "talked back", slammed doors, screamed things like "I hate you!". Not *"in my mother's house". She let us know early that she was not going to tolerate it. And she wasn't. What ever it took, knife, gun, machete, foul cursing (including "root working") Martha was going to have her way. You were going to lose! "Tell if you want to, ain't nobody gon' believe you. I can't lose for the stuff I use and you can't win for the fix you in! ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Any form of criticism you had against Martha was best kept secret. Don't tell anybody because if word gets back to mother ...you're in for it.
" A n**** rather walk through hell wid a pair of gasoline draws on dan f*** wid me!" ; straight from The Martha Jane Playbook, that changed with the win. One minute honest, loving the LORD and making everybody go to church. Next week sellin "pun-tang" and reading Tarot cards.
I couldn't keep up. Plus, how could I not think? Can you make yourself retarded?
I laugh now because she is finally safely dead. But we were not even allowed to look unhappy or disappointed. Stand up for yourself if you wanted to, you were going to get knocked back down. And the very brothers I was trying to save always turned on me and joined forces with her.
(You demand to think for me!? Really! You never finished college! You standing up here with 6 children and none of us look alike! We look like the f****UN! We represent every color and race there is, from Caucasian white to jet black African pygmy! I am supposed to listen to you!?...take your advice!?")
Any way, it just hit me. How can anyone have the nerve to forbid another person from thinking? Worse, who obeys her? Who really listens to her? Who lets this fool dictate their life? What did she ever do that was so great that any one would wish to emulate? Can you really trust her judgement?
The point of this story is; "Fear NO man!" Fear nothing or no one children. Live right. GOD will bless you. "Jesus will fix it." ;JR Walters.
Stand!Stand Up! Radiate! Go out and conquer the world knowing that Almighty GOD is on your side and you can accomplish anything you put your mind to. "Up ye mighty race, accomplish what you will!" (Marcus Garvey)
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 8, 2013 All rights reserved
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Another little brown baby ...
gone too soon. We always say that; someone is gone too soon. How do we know? We don't know GOD's plan. I know that a little brown girl, ten years old was found dead in a trash can. Found in her apartment complex badly burned.
Of course I am saddened by her death. We all are diminished. I am just as culpable as the rest of the world. I retired from and industry that does more to ruin children than educate them. I was labeled a lunatic by this wrong world a long time ago. A weak voice crying in the wilderness. I just happen to be black and female. My years ago a white man told me my problem was that I didn't know my place. I was so glad to tell him; "My place is where I say it is!"
You become very hostile and driven when your mother is a fourteen year old (mentally) nut case working in tandem with satan.
I turned the channel and there was Stephenson High school, the school I retired from, on the news; "Football Player shot in parking lot". You know the media had to focus on the scant number of parents attending the called PTSA meeting.
Is it true? Could it be that black parents don't love their children like they should? I'm black. I couldn't have found a worse mother if I tried for ten millenniums. Thank GOD for her "sneakiness". I am so glad she felt compelled to treat me well on occasion in order to carry out her diabolical plan. I say plan. She never had a plan. The simple imp committed her wickedness "willy nilly", "hit and miss", "Ham scammy". "Destroy as much as you can when you can. Throw a rock and hide your hand. Get your jollys from torturing children and the elderly. You'll never get caught. The world will never suspect you. You got this "goofer dust" and you are an ordained minster! N**** you can't lose for the stuff you use. Them n***** can't win for the fix their in!"
Poor Martha, you had a head like a rock and a stiffneck. Bull headed, strong as an ox and as slippery and slimy as a snake. I am at a lost because I saw you read your Bible every day. I heard you preach. You could preach!
As GOD is my witness I intend to save as many innocent children as I can. We can NOT sit silently, watch our children suffer at the hands of monsters. Please bow today and take the time to pray for OUR children, ALL children, black, white, yellow, red and brown.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 6, 2013 All rights reserved
Of course I am saddened by her death. We all are diminished. I am just as culpable as the rest of the world. I retired from and industry that does more to ruin children than educate them. I was labeled a lunatic by this wrong world a long time ago. A weak voice crying in the wilderness. I just happen to be black and female. My years ago a white man told me my problem was that I didn't know my place. I was so glad to tell him; "My place is where I say it is!"
You become very hostile and driven when your mother is a fourteen year old (mentally) nut case working in tandem with satan.
I turned the channel and there was Stephenson High school, the school I retired from, on the news; "Football Player shot in parking lot". You know the media had to focus on the scant number of parents attending the called PTSA meeting.
Is it true? Could it be that black parents don't love their children like they should? I'm black. I couldn't have found a worse mother if I tried for ten millenniums. Thank GOD for her "sneakiness". I am so glad she felt compelled to treat me well on occasion in order to carry out her diabolical plan. I say plan. She never had a plan. The simple imp committed her wickedness "willy nilly", "hit and miss", "Ham scammy". "Destroy as much as you can when you can. Throw a rock and hide your hand. Get your jollys from torturing children and the elderly. You'll never get caught. The world will never suspect you. You got this "goofer dust" and you are an ordained minster! N**** you can't lose for the stuff you use. Them n***** can't win for the fix their in!"
Poor Martha, you had a head like a rock and a stiffneck. Bull headed, strong as an ox and as slippery and slimy as a snake. I am at a lost because I saw you read your Bible every day. I heard you preach. You could preach!
As GOD is my witness I intend to save as many innocent children as I can. We can NOT sit silently, watch our children suffer at the hands of monsters. Please bow today and take the time to pray for OUR children, ALL children, black, white, yellow, red and brown.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 6, 2013 All rights reserved
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
"On the wings of a dove ...
He sent His pure sweet love." ( I hope those are the words. ) I am singing them anyway. I break out and do a Holy Ghost dance about three or four times a day. Sometimes I just melt down into a heap crying and praising GOD.
Out of all the people on this earth that GOD could have delivered, loved and protected, He chose me! We are all saved by Grace. But, we have to want it. We have to be brave enough to claim it . Most of all we have to be patient enough to wait on it, to know it is coming.
I am starting to claim my freedom. I am finally getting over the heartbreak she caused me. I don't have to hope and pray anymore. She is never going to love me, never going to apologize. I am glad she finally settled that question.
"Don't piss on my grave when I'm DEAD!!!"; she screamed. Those are the last words I heard from my mother. That makes sense. My mother was never Beaver Clever's mother. She never sweetly sang; "Good morning children, time to get up."
The point is, no matter how I got up, I got up, went to school, studied hard and made something out of myself. No, I didn't know that my own mother was a psycho imp straight from the bowels of hell. I have reduced her to imp because "demon" would be a step up. She would have had money if she had been a demon. She would have picked on people other than her loving immediate family if she had been a demon.
She was a coward! A sniveling low crawling piece of vermin! Picking on children! Innocent little children and the elderly. My Lord! My Lord! "Some vessels for honor and some for dis-honor."
I do appreciate you. What if I had had a "normal" life? Would I love GOD the way I do? Would I trust Him with the unshakable faith I have? Without you I never would have had granddaddy. I am going to tell you something that I should have told you while you were living. Having Jerome Walters as my grandfather, my mentor, my savior, my cheerleader, my champion was well worth the misery you caused me.
Children, I just have one warning for you. Say away from witchcraft, the occult, horoscopes, tarot cards. Stay away from all that "crap". It is for, satan. It is evil. You will rue the day.
Stay in His WORD. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 5, 2013 All rights reserved.
Out of all the people on this earth that GOD could have delivered, loved and protected, He chose me! We are all saved by Grace. But, we have to want it. We have to be brave enough to claim it . Most of all we have to be patient enough to wait on it, to know it is coming.
I am starting to claim my freedom. I am finally getting over the heartbreak she caused me. I don't have to hope and pray anymore. She is never going to love me, never going to apologize. I am glad she finally settled that question.
"Don't piss on my grave when I'm DEAD!!!"; she screamed. Those are the last words I heard from my mother. That makes sense. My mother was never Beaver Clever's mother. She never sweetly sang; "Good morning children, time to get up."
The point is, no matter how I got up, I got up, went to school, studied hard and made something out of myself. No, I didn't know that my own mother was a psycho imp straight from the bowels of hell. I have reduced her to imp because "demon" would be a step up. She would have had money if she had been a demon. She would have picked on people other than her loving immediate family if she had been a demon.
She was a coward! A sniveling low crawling piece of vermin! Picking on children! Innocent little children and the elderly. My Lord! My Lord! "Some vessels for honor and some for dis-honor."
I do appreciate you. What if I had had a "normal" life? Would I love GOD the way I do? Would I trust Him with the unshakable faith I have? Without you I never would have had granddaddy. I am going to tell you something that I should have told you while you were living. Having Jerome Walters as my grandfather, my mentor, my savior, my cheerleader, my champion was well worth the misery you caused me.
Children, I just have one warning for you. Say away from witchcraft, the occult, horoscopes, tarot cards. Stay away from all that "crap". It is for, satan. It is evil. You will rue the day.
Stay in His WORD. Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 5, 2013 All rights reserved.
Monday, November 4, 2013
"He keeps a ram in the bushes"
She was a true prostitute, "the world's oldest profession", with a pimp's mentality. Iceberg Slim had nothing on my mother. She could have taught him a thing or two. We were never anything more than "Johns" and tricks to her. Fodder for her narcissistic supply.
I once read an article blaming the narcissist's mother for NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder). I am now affiliated with two organizations that attempt to educate victims and the public concerning the issue of child abuse. I had to laugh yesterday. For some reason I recalled the "Grits and Grease" episode. The time she came home with a huge industrial sack of grits. The bag was so huge it stood tall in the pantry on its on, like some kind of monster rearing up on its hind legs. The grits were accompanied by a huge side of pork belly. Fat-back if you will. As my brothers placed the "rations" in the tiny kitchen closet called a pantry she loudly proclaimed; "" I keep yo' muthaf******* a**holes open! I'll let yo' f****** a**holes close up!!! From now on I'm feeding you n****** nuttin' but grits and grease!" And that is exactly what she did. Grits and grease was all we had to eat for months.
I laughed aloud when I recalled that I was 14 years old, tiny and fragile as a sparrow. I would walk to the refrigerator, humble myself by bending over scouring, searching that refrigerator for some food. Nothing! Nothing but a bright light bulb and a withered onion. I would walk away, stomach growling, sorry it was the week-end and I could not get any school food. I would walk slowly back to my room, read a book or watch tv, pray to get "grown".
Not once did I blame my mother. I totally agreed with her. We were nothing but a bunch of "sorry a** black a** n*****, not worth a f***." She didn't have to have us. She could have given us away. (Like she did me) She could have flushed us down the toilet like she did "dem other muthaf*****". We were black, we were n*****, we were sorry, worthless, bastards, a pain in the a**. We ruined our beautiful "light bright and damn near white" mother's life. She could have been a model, a famous actress, a lawyer or doctor if it hadn't been for our sorry black a*** and our sorry a** daddies! " N***** didn't live up to their responsibility." All those horrible "a n***** ain't s***" men took advantage of our naive innocent mother. They abandoned her after tricking her into an unwanted pregnancy, then suddenly abandoned her.
My mother could be so kind sometimes. No, she only bought groceries once a month but she taught me how to make a "Jew sandwich"; a butter and sugar sandwich. I discovered mayonnaise and mustard sandwiches on my own. Sometimes it would be cornmeal mush fried, split open and filled with syrup and margerine. (enough of that)
Well let me tell you how good GOD is! For over 60 years I didn't know "know". I knew but I didn't comprehend. I kept all of the sadistic torturous "acts" and episodes separate. No matter what she did to me I couldn't get it. Believe it or not I never knew she secretly hated me, secretly hated all of us. She was clever and she would have gone to her grave a celebrated hero if she hadn't murdered her father and sent me that letter smeared in her fecal matter.
There was satan setting right under my nose, eating and sleeping with me, declaring my mother's love. How could I know that my mother wasn't there? Mathy Jane had left that body, surrendered her soul years before I was ever thought about.
Children, when you fall low enough, are so stuck on stupid that you believe that some dirt off of a murdered man's grave will give you power, you have hit rock bottom. You are truly the most ignorant person on the earth. You are lower that whale dung. May the Dear LORD have mercy on your poor ignorant soul.
I came to brag. This blog is my platform for bragging. No you didn't get me! True, it was nothing that I did. I can not take credit for escaping you. It was truly the LORD Jesus Christ. GOD revealed you to me in the womb! Praise the LORD!
No, you never liked me. I hope you noticed that I never liked you either. Yes, you lived to be 87 years old but your sick evil mind never matured emotionally past 14. You pretended to love GOD when you could have loved GOD. But you knew if you loved GOD you would have to curtail your evil ways and that is something you never wanted to do. You would have to give up your delicious carnal pleasure. And you were so afraid some one would out do you. Get more recognition than you, more honor, have more money, have a good name, go to Heaven, live eternally in peace.
You hated peace. That's why you cursed all day! Screaming vulgar filth for hours and hours, cursing until sleep overtook you. ( You were trying to get me to run away weren't you? Didn't work.) Your actions made me study. There was no way I was going to remain in your house five minutes longer than I had to.
Yes, I am exposing you. I am trying to save the people you led astray. I want to reach that person walking around with "goofer dust" in their pocket. I want to reach that woman you taught to use her body like an ATM machine.
I just want you to know that I am healing. No, you never said you were sorry, never apologized for anything you ever did. Yes, I caught you in "mid conjure", trying to destroy my life again. You were 82 years old and an ordained minister! Where did you go wrong? Hiding behind the "Cross", making me go to church every Sunday, making me memorize scripture. I discovered something you never realized. HE lives! My Redeemer lives!
Children, there is nothing you can do that GOD is not quick to forgive. Yes, even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom. I hope you made it in.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 4, 2013 All rights reserved
I once read an article blaming the narcissist's mother for NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder). I am now affiliated with two organizations that attempt to educate victims and the public concerning the issue of child abuse. I had to laugh yesterday. For some reason I recalled the "Grits and Grease" episode. The time she came home with a huge industrial sack of grits. The bag was so huge it stood tall in the pantry on its on, like some kind of monster rearing up on its hind legs. The grits were accompanied by a huge side of pork belly. Fat-back if you will. As my brothers placed the "rations" in the tiny kitchen closet called a pantry she loudly proclaimed; "" I keep yo' muthaf******* a**holes open! I'll let yo' f****** a**holes close up!!! From now on I'm feeding you n****** nuttin' but grits and grease!" And that is exactly what she did. Grits and grease was all we had to eat for months.
I laughed aloud when I recalled that I was 14 years old, tiny and fragile as a sparrow. I would walk to the refrigerator, humble myself by bending over scouring, searching that refrigerator for some food. Nothing! Nothing but a bright light bulb and a withered onion. I would walk away, stomach growling, sorry it was the week-end and I could not get any school food. I would walk slowly back to my room, read a book or watch tv, pray to get "grown".
Not once did I blame my mother. I totally agreed with her. We were nothing but a bunch of "sorry a** black a** n*****, not worth a f***." She didn't have to have us. She could have given us away. (Like she did me) She could have flushed us down the toilet like she did "dem other muthaf*****". We were black, we were n*****, we were sorry, worthless, bastards, a pain in the a**. We ruined our beautiful "light bright and damn near white" mother's life. She could have been a model, a famous actress, a lawyer or doctor if it hadn't been for our sorry black a*** and our sorry a** daddies! " N***** didn't live up to their responsibility." All those horrible "a n***** ain't s***" men took advantage of our naive innocent mother. They abandoned her after tricking her into an unwanted pregnancy, then suddenly abandoned her.
My mother could be so kind sometimes. No, she only bought groceries once a month but she taught me how to make a "Jew sandwich"; a butter and sugar sandwich. I discovered mayonnaise and mustard sandwiches on my own. Sometimes it would be cornmeal mush fried, split open and filled with syrup and margerine. (enough of that)
Well let me tell you how good GOD is! For over 60 years I didn't know "know". I knew but I didn't comprehend. I kept all of the sadistic torturous "acts" and episodes separate. No matter what she did to me I couldn't get it. Believe it or not I never knew she secretly hated me, secretly hated all of us. She was clever and she would have gone to her grave a celebrated hero if she hadn't murdered her father and sent me that letter smeared in her fecal matter.
There was satan setting right under my nose, eating and sleeping with me, declaring my mother's love. How could I know that my mother wasn't there? Mathy Jane had left that body, surrendered her soul years before I was ever thought about.
Children, when you fall low enough, are so stuck on stupid that you believe that some dirt off of a murdered man's grave will give you power, you have hit rock bottom. You are truly the most ignorant person on the earth. You are lower that whale dung. May the Dear LORD have mercy on your poor ignorant soul.
I came to brag. This blog is my platform for bragging. No you didn't get me! True, it was nothing that I did. I can not take credit for escaping you. It was truly the LORD Jesus Christ. GOD revealed you to me in the womb! Praise the LORD!
No, you never liked me. I hope you noticed that I never liked you either. Yes, you lived to be 87 years old but your sick evil mind never matured emotionally past 14. You pretended to love GOD when you could have loved GOD. But you knew if you loved GOD you would have to curtail your evil ways and that is something you never wanted to do. You would have to give up your delicious carnal pleasure. And you were so afraid some one would out do you. Get more recognition than you, more honor, have more money, have a good name, go to Heaven, live eternally in peace.
You hated peace. That's why you cursed all day! Screaming vulgar filth for hours and hours, cursing until sleep overtook you. ( You were trying to get me to run away weren't you? Didn't work.) Your actions made me study. There was no way I was going to remain in your house five minutes longer than I had to.
Yes, I am exposing you. I am trying to save the people you led astray. I want to reach that person walking around with "goofer dust" in their pocket. I want to reach that woman you taught to use her body like an ATM machine.
I just want you to know that I am healing. No, you never said you were sorry, never apologized for anything you ever did. Yes, I caught you in "mid conjure", trying to destroy my life again. You were 82 years old and an ordained minister! Where did you go wrong? Hiding behind the "Cross", making me go to church every Sunday, making me memorize scripture. I discovered something you never realized. HE lives! My Redeemer lives!
Children, there is nothing you can do that GOD is not quick to forgive. Yes, even in the last hour you can come into the Kingdom. I hope you made it in.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 4, 2013 All rights reserved
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