revolting but that is how slavery, "our peculiar institution", worked. The master race ruling class had to persuade the subserviant class to believe wholeheartedly in their inferiority. (Real or imagined.) Brain washed into believing their color black is a curse from GOD. Intelligence is a gift that GOD only grants to the superior race and rarely some with mixed blood. But, none with pure n***** features , none with straight out African blood. We all watched those Tarzan movies. (Were made to feel ashamed by Hollywood. I was washed up at five because I was a little brown girl. Only Injuns and coons for me. (so, I quit playing.)
My mother taught me the best "diddy", that she told me her half white former slave grandfather used to tell her:
"White man born with a veil over his face, he can tell you things before they take place.
N******* born with a veil over his a**, can't tell you nothing 'til it come to pass."
It is all attitude. If people are convinced that they are hopeless, carnal, without discretion, evil, contemptible, that is what they will be. If you give an evil doer an excuse, any justification for their evil doing, they will take it.
I can understand my mother being bat s*** crazy if she was savagely raped by some grown man three times when she was eight years old. I can even understand her desire to secretly duplicate that entire scenario on us. But the continued, increasing evil is unnatural. Jesus told us to pray for our enemies, to turn the other check, to carry their cloak and extra mile.
But, why would you accuse me of screwing your husband or husbands when it was you that took my first boyfriend from me when I was fourteen years old and screwed him! (Talk about an awkward moment!)
I can not get over how flabbergasted I feel! How joyous! How liberated and free! Let me be the first to tell you, You could have been and out of the closet, lesbian, whore madame if you truly wanted to be one. Your problem was that you were indecisive, two-faced, ham scammy, back and forth, right then wrong, telling big lies sprinkled with some truth every now and then.
"You can't serve two maters, dawthur!"
Some body needs to listen, to heed.
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 May 7, 2014 All rights reserved.
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