Please tell me you knew better! Surely to GOD you don't plan to attempt to hand GOD your sorry resume?
"See LAWD! See whur I preached and taught Sunday school? I married people, I buried people and I nevah let anyone say anything against me. LAWD thank you fuh making me so purrdy! So high yalla, light bright and damn near white. Thank you fuh lettin' me get away with all them acts of hate. All that psychological, physical and sexual abuse. I knowed you loved me the most when you let me git away wid MURDERING my own daddy! He deserved it! Always inna fearing in my bitness!"
"I read in your word whur you said that you loved me no matter whut. So I had to have my fun LAWD. LOL. Don't worry LAWD…I found some sin eaters. I always found some one to blame. Ni, LAWD if you cud jest git dat blabbermouf dawthur of mine to shut the *^%* Up!"
"She blew it fuh me LAWD! I spent 87 years carefully honing my image. I did jest like I pleased! Had duh best carnal corrupt Jezebel life any one cud ass fuh! Got away clean! You should of seen dem dumb a** n****** coons at my funeral! Jest what I always wanted!"
{Jesus you did say in your WORD: "Let the dead bury the dead." The dead in spirit, in knowledge, those that are blind and lost.}
"My church sho' stood by me! Dey played dumb to duh very end. Ain't nun of my so called close friends and relatives gon' say anything because I made sho' I had some filth on dem! See GAWD…you ain't so smart after all. I used yo' spirit, yo' prayers to work my "roots". The only reason dat gal know anything bout my root working cause she nosey and sneaky. She remember too much! And she damn sho' talk too much!"
"Well if any body want to be lak me…jest do what I always did. Don't listen…jest pretend to listen, pretend to obey. You can hate GAWD long as you claim to love Him out loud. Dese dumb a** n**** ain't gon eva' know duh difference."
My mother found a very convenient place for all of her sins; "The sea of forgetfulness", where ever that is. GOD help the little imp. To her dying day (September 23, 2013) she was still plotting, planting lies, triangulating, heaping her mountain of demonic sins onto the unsuspecting.
Unsuspecting was the main ingredient Martha needed to accomplish all her evil. Once she put that Fashion Fair on, one or two of her finest human hair wigs. (Yes she would sometimes wear two at a time, called them her double decker.) Doused in her expensive perfume, employed he best lies and schemes ,you may as well give up. You were not going to win. You better not run either. You could hang around her, be her lap dog, her flying monkey or you could rebel, move as far away as possible. Continue to play her games. Send the obligatory gifts for every holiday. Do just well enough in life to make her appear to be a good mother. But, wait, don't you go too far with this success thing.
I am shaking my head. So unnecessary, what a waste. You refused to listen, to obey. You fought GOD and your father tooth and nail. You were a horrible scoundrel. I am sure when you looked at your fruit you were repulsed. Ever the coward, you could not claim it. Ever the LIAR, you lied until your dying day.
You all can hate me from afar. Keep your lies and denys to yourself. Thank you for believing her and pitching me out of your low immoral family. Any family that will let a family member get away with murder , is a sorry family! Yes I said it! "You sorry as bats***!" You are a collection of untrustworthy haters. A bunch of "Can't kill nutting' won't nutting' die" buzzards. A bunch of "You have not because you ask not" losers and LIARS!
[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles July 14, 2014 All rights reserved.]
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