An "Al Green" Sunday

Sitting here chilling on this beautiful awesome autumn Sunday. Thanking GOD for another payday.  Grateful to have all of my needs met.

I startle myself every time I look in the mirror.  Where did the time go? Life is truly a vapor. It seems I hit the ground running, trying to escape that damn slut that no one bothered to tell me was not worth loving.

That does sound a little cold.  But that bitch was vicious, a beast! How one woman could be so common I will never know.

Take those images LORD! If I never learned anything, I learned to stay off of graves collecting dirt.  Sure, she called herself collecting spirits and evidently she got every one she sought after.  I am  eternally grateful to GOD that she practiced her craft in front of me when she thought I was too dumb to remember.

She was that brilliant, that consummate an actress.  She fooled the hell out of me with that "preaching". Rough! Brutal! Savage! Primitive! I do sincerely believe Martha is a precursor of the wrath to come!

GOD bless any couple that can love and cherish each other honestly and sincerely! GOD bless all sincere, dedicated, anointed, prayed up preachers.  GOD bless the workers in the vineyard!

I know why I am so angry.

She tricked me! The old bitch out smarted me yet again.  Martha was always a ticking time bomb.  You knew she was going to go off, to explode, you just never knew when.

We all knew she was subject to go off any time, about any thing.  Then lie about it.  Deny it.   Look you dead in your eye and swear up and down she had no idea what you were talking about.  You would stand there looking like a fool!  Then the bitch would crack up laughing.  And if you had the evidence, if your fellow victims concurred with you for once, it was always your fault.  "I wuz jest trying' tuh raise yo'" ; her lame ass, perennial, half ass,  excuse.

It was as if she was saying; "You know I'm bullshitting your luddle black ass,  don't you.  You bedder take this luddle pitiful ass apology and get yo' no daddy having, black, bastard ass,  out ugh my face befo' I really giv' you sumpin' to cry 'bout  nigga!"

Poor Martha sure was a "f"ed up woman.  Cruel beyond human comprehension. FIVE ABORTIONS IN THE 40's and 50's, that she bragged about!  That's pain! That is a woman in crisis! A woman suffering the degradation of her own actions and refusing to accept the consequences.  A woman smart enough to conjure up a convincing lie for every deed she plotted.  The greatest misfortune, she fell victim to her own lies, her own propaganda.  She did believe she was a Madame, a great root worker, a brilliant predator.  Someone should have told her that she was just savage and immoral, that she was in need of salvation sincerely.

I know now she was a poor woman that must have hated GOD almost as much as she professed to love Him.

Did Martha know that she could pray for the indwelling of the Holy Spirit? Of course she did! She read her Bible, she preached.    We are all saved by Grace.   Did Grace by pass my mother?  How could one person become so evil?  How could one woman plague and menace for so long?

Dear LORD that is a mystery that only You can solve.  Martha always taught me to take my lumps and move on.  I press on.

Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

I added this video in order to encourage you to practice independent critical thinking.  There is no such thing as bad language, only bad experiences.  Never lie, never front.  Never shape your opinions to fit your audience. "Be instant, in season and out."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 30, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Stevie Wonder - Knocks Me Off My Feet

Sonny Boy Williamson - Your Funeral, My Trial

Sonny Boy Williamson - Keep it to Yourself

Mathy Jane the Super Demon

Yes, Super Demon is the term I used and the term GOD gave to me.  Now you can waste what little is left of your life,  living in horrific, unbearable denial or you can; "Know ye the Truth, and be set Free!"

I am so proud to proclaim; "I BROKE RANK!"

Yes, Mathy sounded so good purring her; "I jest luv my churin!"   ALL LIES!  Set up, after, set up.  Exciting adventures trough her imagination.  When she loved us, sugar could not melt in our mouths.  When she hated us, nothing could save us from her irrational wrath.  Ping pong balls, puppets on a string, coons on a plantation, monkeys in a barrel.   It didn't matter what you called us, because we were just going to be what ever she said, what ever she proclaimed.  What ever Mathy Jane the Great proclaimed.

There is only one way to know what some one really thinks of you.  YOU MUST LOOK AT THEIR FRUIT!

Warning!  When you are held captive by that super demon , she will never let you go! You are hers, YOU ARE HER PROPERTY TO DO WITH AS SHE PLEASES!

Just your luck, she is a sick sadist. YOU WILL NOT STOP HER! SHE WILL HAVE HER WAY! Yes, you will suffer! That is her plan.

I must admit that none of us have any excuse for our collective stupidity,  other than trauma bonding.  I walk around pretty happy all day.  Then, some smell, some song, will trigger my memory and I will scream in torment.  My daughter wonders , why now?

I am not sure either.  I do know that Mathy Jane never permitted us to cry or to look at our wounds or lacerations.  Yes, she would do very unkind, inhumane things to us and demand that we keep it secret.

Mathy made sure we witnessed her stabbing, pistol whipping or in some way bludgeoning, that just as perverted man,  that she claimed was too black and too short , for her taste.  She made sure that everyone knew that she was only interested in his money.

Woman! If you are out here in the world prostituting and that is something you want to do, something you enjoy, keep that to yourself.  No one has the right to try to drag their own children down that road.  Rev.  John Hagee told on you.  I heard him.  These practitioners of inequity are deliberately destroying men(sic).

These Super Demons deliberately take advantage of little boys,  deliberately birthed without fathers,  to be deliberately used as tools by their demon possessed mothers.  GOD said NO!!!

Go that way if you want to.

"Woman who pimped niece may get new trial" by Alexis Stevens was the article I found in the AJC yesterday, November 27, 2014.  I read the article intently and recognized my mother and knew why my mother had to get me drunk in order to do the same to me.  Rebecca Wiggins was convicted in 2011 of sexual exploitation of a child, aggravated sodomy, child molestation and first -degree child cruelty.  She was convicted of pimping her seven year old niece!    Held her hand while she was being raped, the article detailed.  Why is any judge granting her a new trial? Do we all have to be victims of the same kind of woman to know such vultures are possible?

The "White Bread World" I occupy screams ; "No such thing!" in reference to my testimony.  According to them I am the enemy, I am the body without a head.  I am ungrateful!  She did NOT owe me an apology.  They all knew she MURDERED her daddy.  Most of us had our turn at No Contact!  She bragged about her ability to "scramble any man's brains".   (I had no idea she was practicing on us, on me!)

 "Too bad! … just let it go!" is the collective opinion of my family.  I refuse to pay them the slightest amount of attention.  I know how much Mathy taught them to hate me. (That was Mathy's greatest talent.  She had a gift of gab and perfect persuasion.)  I just never knew why. PTL!

"You did alright…. be grateful …it could have been worse.  She could have forced you out on the "track" instead of trying to push you there, instead of trying to lure you."

(Is that why she waved those five,  20 dollar bills,  in my face?)

"Let her rest in peace!"

For all people planning on resting in peace, correct your mess before you leave here!

Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 28, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Movie Trailer - 1983 - Something Wicked This Way Comes

Keep playing! Keep ignoring GOD's Truth! Turn your head. Keep playing blind retard!

You are going to be busted, disgusted, friendless and homeless for holding that woman up! For pretending you are the dumbest, most naive person that ever lived.   It can't be done! You can NOT make a Fairytale Princess out of Martha!  She was what she WAS! A common ass, low immoral, sick sadistic, PEDOPHILE!

IT IS WHAT IT IS! She was a delusional IMP for satan! She was a "dust shaker"! (Root Worker)  She was a HATER! SHE WAS THE SKUNK IN THE WOOD PILE!

Come ye out from among them while you CAN! Come to the LIGHT! Let go of satan's hand! Admit it! You NEVER had a mother! Just some slick, low life, too repugnant for belief , blessing blocker!

You out here walking around naked, getting your ass whopped every day because you are afraid to tell a demon she is a demon.  Because you are afraid to "dis-believe" her.  You are afraid to know that you are more than the "pile of shit" she proclaimed you to be.

Well, you all can take your time seeing through Martha Jane Walters.  Catch up when you can. I press on!
Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 26, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Mark Ronson - Uptown Funk (Audio) ft. Bruno Mars

DONT BELIEVE ME! JUST WATCH!!!!!!!!!

"His Grace is sufficient for me."

Dear LORD thank you for this awesome journey! Thank you for the two people that have made all of my pain and anguish well worth it,  JEROME WALTERS AND RACHELLE WILLIAMS!

Dear LORD I do thank you for the experience of MARTHA JANE WALTERS! It is alright with my soul.  I know that few can believe such an evil woman lived among us and with us, so long, totally closeted, cloistered up, destroying daily,  until the day she finally died.

Dear LORD I understand why it took me so long to OVERCOME MY TREMENDOUS FEAR! This low common, vengeful, sneaky, lying, conniving, unfaithful, GOD hating fallen woman was MUCH TOO FIERCE!

She was DELUSIONAL! GOD told us in His WORD that He would send delusions to these reprobates.  He told us reprobates would NOT have natural affection!  If there is a single person on this earth that doubts the MYSTERIES OF OUR ALMIGHTY GOD, all they need do is read my blog! Follow how GOD has followed Me! Recused me! PTL!

While still in the womb I knew!  Then at 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, on and on.  For what seems like every single year of my life Martha left me with a terrible physical scar and some type of psychological trauma that I was forbidden to tell OR REMEMBER!

I have thought about this "thing" and prayed about this "thing".  I asked GOD why our children are being so horribly mistreated, deliberately raped and ruined by their "caretakers", by their own parents, while this world remains SILENT, PARALYZED!

"It is NOT their unbelief. It is their selfish apathy! It is a Jezebel spirit of uncaring, of could not possibly take the time to care less than I already do.  And it is also fear.  Fear of finger pointing and ridicule. FEAR OF ACTUALLY FINALLY BEING FORCED TO FACE YOUR OWN TRUTH! It is also PRIDE!  A woman foolish enough to believe this world.  To believe that her color, cunning, and knowledge of the occult would guarantee her nothing but victories and fame.

When I look closely at my life I can see GOD!  My hand has been in HIS HUGE, ALL KNOWING, ALL ENGULFING, WARM, COMFORTING, PROTECTIVE, LEADING, GUIDING  HAND FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE! (PTL!)

One thing that Mathy hated with a rank passion was INDEPENDENT THINKERS!   (Never show her any sign of intelligence.  Play your role of docile simple, loyal slave. You were her property to do with as SHE pleased)  QUIET OBSERVERS!  Needless to say she hated me!  It was as if she were screaming;"DO IT MY WAY! MESS YO' LIFE UP LAK I DID MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE MO' DAN ME! YOU CAN'T HAVE MO'STUFF DAN' ME! BOW DOWN TO ME!!!!!!!!! FORGIT GAWD! FOGIT YO' GRANDADDY!!!!!!!!!  DON'T  SEE NUTTIN' WRONG I DO TO YOU!  DON'T YOU NEVAH SAY NUTTIN' IF YOU DO!   IF YOU DO I'M GON' ROOT YOU! (CAUSE YOU AIN'T GOT SENSE ENUF TO KNOW THAT I TRULY HATE YO' BLACK ASS FO' MESSIN' UP MY LIFE AND I AM ROOTIN' YOU ANY WAY!!!!!!!!!He-He-He-Heeeeeeeeeeeeee)

No, nothing that is done,  can ever be UNDONE , but  it is all over now.  Martha Jane Walters can NOT be "saved".   No one can say that she did NOT live the life I say she lived.   (No,  I am not judging her! I am  simply  making an observation. I do not have a hell or heaven to put her in.  I just know what I know and I know she left her cursing me for knowing her truth.)

Grateful to Almighty GOD,  I press on!   Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES    November 24, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Jimmy Ruffin - What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted (1965) HD 0815007

Dear LORD I am sending this song out to my FIVE brothers! Harold Warren Walters! Robert Stanford Doster! Tommy Jerome Doster! Billy Elijah Doster! Rico Patrick Watson!  Dear LORD bless them abundantly! Stand them on their feet.  Restore the manhood their evil ogre of a mother stole from them! Open their eye! Unstop their ears!



Jesus YOU Know! You know how! You can't fail!  Dear LORD will them to Your WILL! Make their will,  your WILL!  Release them from bondage. Untie every knot their evil despicable "birther" tied them in.  Take their shame LORD! Let them know that it is not them that should feel ashamed, it is that ogre, that closet abomination that she forced us to keep secret.  Let the "Cat out of the bag" LORD!  Let them know how much you love them! Have NEVER left them and NEVER WILL!

"A thorn in the flesh" ...

something you do not want to be, and something my mother was.  When people (in all honestly) must size you up, summarize you, as an abomination, YOU hit rock bottom in life.

[DISCLAIMER: While it is very therapeutic for me to share some of Martha's deeds, it is NOT revenge as she so cleverly announced years and years before I had an inkling, a single clue to her diabolical plans for my life. I am telling because GOD compels me to and YOU MUST BE WARNED!]

I was being punished, deliberately, on purpose, with malice and fore thought. This WHORE! My mother fully intended to create in me a worse monster than she was! A bigger WHORE! A more pathological LIAR, something uneducated, inarticulate and dimwitted.  A monkey too dumb to let go of the banana.  Another crab in the barrel.  GOD SAID NO! an created the exact opposite! PTL!

Once caught, after 58 years of confusion, scratching my head and my ass.  After years and years of shock and unbelief, GOD opened my eyes, took the veil off.  My nemesis, my thorn in my flesh was my own mother!

Why am I still shocked!?  Why is this fiasco so surreal?  Roots, black magic, the occult, incest, rape, molestation, MURDER, muggings, robberies and most of all TERROR!

I just keep repeating My LORD! My LORD! Dear LORD they are every where! In our families! Just as common as the day is long. "Will tell a lie before a cat can lick his ass!"

The fact that GOD permitted her to happen, should not be as shocking to me as it is.  The fact that GOD saw me, nurtured me, lulled me to sleep when the pain was unbearable, sustained me , kept me strong, was with me every step of the way on this journey MUST be celebrated .  I must bring this victory of good over evil  to the world stage!

Child Rape MUST be stopped! How can you stop something that people refuse to recognize as a problem ? WE are deaf, blind and silent to it because it is such an unpleasant subject.  An "Inconvenient Truth", because all too often the offender is a trusted family member.

Bite the bullet, grid up your loins! Quit being a whoose!   STAND UP!  TELL THE HONEST TO GOD TRUTH FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE!  BE THE MAN OR WOMAN OF GOD  HE CREATED YOU TO BE!


 I WILL NOT SHUT UP! I WILL NOT EQUIVOCATE! AND I WILL BE HEARD!(borrowed from William Lloyd Garrison)

The absolute irony here is that Martha's Childhood Rape was an unsolved, unrecorded, uncared for MURDER!  Martha was angry.  Seethed and smoldered with secret unresolved anger and hatred for 87 long years!  She hated her father  because he did not kill her attacker.  Then her father did not make the man that ruined her life at age 16 marry her.

Martha never found the courage to own her own mistakes.  Was it easier to blame and hate? To lie and scheme?  What did it?  Pride did it!  Read your Bible!

Children, mental illness and unresolved pain is no joke.  STOP LYING! STOP PRETENDING! STOP DENYING!

Free Fall into the arms of your loving GOD knowing He provides a safety net.  Never be ashamed of your truth no matter how dreadful.  Always trust GOD to deliver you from the hands of the enemy.

Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD!
Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 22, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Blame Me Don't Blame My Heart James & Bobby Purify

"Slow dragging" under a dim red light with fine ass Earl McNeil in Billy Davis' fine home off of Seabrook Road in the 'Ville. We were in fine company.  In one of the most prestigious black neighborhoods in Fayetteville, North Carolina.  The Davis' were highly educated. Lived in an ALL brick split-level! Had a stone patio, covered carport, emasculate yard.

Very strict and nerdy they didn't play.  Mr. Davis would come down briefly and periodically to make sure everything remained on the up and up. There was no loud talking, dirty dancing, making out, or fighting.  All potential fighters were never invited.  Every one knew who you were.  It was a long list.  Most were from Wilmington Road.

You want to get shunned at Smith? Tell anyone you were from Wilmington Road! (Sorry I digress)

Earl was tall, much taller than me.  He was chiseled.  GOD sculpted that boy! I swear I felt like my little body was pressed hard up against a solid rock, all smooth Italian marble.

Teeth white, beautiful eyes that danced, lured, enticed.  Not only that, he really liked me! Wow! Was I shocked!?  Someone actually had a crush on someone as worthless and as black as I was?

Go ahead and guess. Jealous  ass Mathy made me quit him.

Can't see the trees ...

for the forest?  Can't see or enjoy your life fully because you have been afflicted?  Surrounded by demons and vipers, evil men?  Were you born into the clutches of a woman that would make satan "shame"?   SPREAD THE WORD AND READ MY BLOG!   These heifers are multiplying exponentially as I type.  These women are teaching their daughters to sell their bodies and their sons that they should pay for "it".   GOD SAID NO!  Pay attention because my remedy for such a condition was painfully learned.

The most important lesson I've learned in this life is to PAY ATTENTION! RETAIN! "Be as wise as a serpent but as gentle as a dove." (Jesus)

I have learned that some people are COMMON, SADISTIC, TERRORISTIC, FILTHY AND REPUGNANT BEYOND HUMAN BELIEF!

One such person was my mother, Martha Jane Walters!  AN ABOMINATION!  PURE EVIL! DIABOLICAL!  A SNAKE IN THE GRASS!  COMMON AS BAT SHIT!  A SKANK!  A SLUT! A WHORE!  A BEAST!  A PRANKSTER .   But most of all, a sick , devious, perverted pedophile THAT ALWAYS BLAMED HER VICTIMS!

All Martha wanted to do was get in the ground as fast as she could. Truth was breathing down on her.  That "son" had returned after 25 years!  (Shit! how was she going to get out of this shit. now?  Damn! 'Look at duh nigga!'   Mathy thought;" Dey gon' know! Duh world gon' know! Dis muthaf****** luk crazy as cat shit! LAWD! I'm gon' hafta' put on some good actin')

Yes, time was far spent and young, lying, extremely evil, extremely whorish , Mathy perfected her game and became old ass, corrupt, wicked, demon possessed, preaching Mathy.

My mother, Martha Jane Walters was that Jezebel spirited woman GOD warns us about.  GOD's WORD is the same today as it was yesterday.  If we suffered and lacked any joy in our lives,  it was clearly our own fault.  After age 18, that is.  Once we got our first taste of freedom.

Granddaddy told me; "Dawthur! leave heah! and don't nevah come back!"  " I could never leave you granddaddy."; was my simple naive 18 year old reply.

Martha was a wise demon.  She fully recognized that her foul mouth cursings and brutality would no longer work.    We just stayed away, distanced ourselves,  kept her out of our business.  So, Martha always "gave" you something significant.  Like getting your car insurance and registration in HER name.  She would help you get a car in  HER name!

Martha was always glad to help if she could manipulate you, twist your arm and always humiliate you.

Mainly Martha knew how to put her poisonous taint on everything. You were just another dumb black loser and you should quit trying to elevate yourself.  And most of all, never out do her.

There was one very clear problem.  Mathy NEVER did anything but whore and lie.  She did "acquire" an associate's degree in secretarial science.  Something she embellished to be a note worthy rare Ph.D.

I know my biggest problem was failing to realize how dangerous Mathy truly was.  I am glad I can say she cast me out for refusing to give up the right for the wrong.

I am just warning you women.  Stop immulating, stop following and being impressed by the likes of Martha Jane.

Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 21, 2014  All rights reserved.]

I do have a burning ...

question for all abusers.  When you deliberately plot to hurt, injure, rob or destroy someone that you secretly hate, what do you get?

I was five, unkempt I am sure.  Our school was brand new.  So new, they were still building the cafeteria. I carried an old Superman lunchbox.  It smelled.  (I can still smell it.  It wasn't a bad smell, just very pungent.)

I was the ONLY child of color in my class! Integration was very new to Fort Bragg.  All the lunch boxes fell open at the same time. Beautiful sandwiches of  ham, bologna , lettuce and tomato wrapped in Saran Wrap or tin foil.

My hard dry sandwich was unwrapped. The lunchbox was nasty . It was peanut butter, no jelly. No milk, no beverage what so ever. Not even the nickel needed to buy milk. No hug and kiss, off to school with you. No stand at the bus stop on the first day of school either.

I knew. She made sure I understood fully the reason why; "YOU TOO BLACK! I don't want YOU! I never wanted your black ass! Your

True story!?

Maybe? I was in the fifth grade, ten years old.  My year had already started out wrong.  My beautiful, red head, movie star looking teacher, Mrs Dabinette, thought I was "retarded".

I can imagine what she thought about me.  TEN YEARS OLD ! And I had no idea my name was Rachel!  Raped! Enslaved! Tortured and mistreated by a damn fool ogre… that never thought enough of me to tell me my name.

Martha never took any pictures of us.  She took plenty of HERSELF! She did have a problem.  She was extremely fertile.

I know you are wondering, but don't wonder. (The most whorish despicable women in the world can get pregnant with little or no effort and wonderful, warm , loving, women go barren.)

Martha was not putting on.  She did NOT care! Could NOT care! Would NOT love or care for anyone EVER!

There is an excellent lesson re-iterated here.  You can never know what anyone thinks!  You can NOT judge a situation by the way it looks or what a person declares .  My mother sang and bragged about how much she loved us and what a good mother she was, in between her demonic acts and rants.

Am I mad? Of course!  I have to laugh.  I laugh to keep from crying.  One of those men should have killed the bitch.  One of those men marching lock step, enamored, in love, in lust, being pimped, delusional,  men should have done the world a favor.

One man tried when I was three.  He was squeezing her windpipe.  She begged for her life by screaming; "What about my children!?"

My grandfather used to "break wind".  When chastised  he would always allow; "Better out than in".

This very sad life of mine, is , what it is.  I know that GOD would not bring me to this awful truth without preparing me, without fortifying me.

I do hope and pray that my sincere testimony will help someone.  Come to the realization that satan puts on sheeps clothing in order to blend in, to hide.  his imps love the adulation but have no interest in the walk.

"Do not talk the talk if you are NOT interested in walking the WALK!"

Could it be?

Did she waste far too much of her time trying desperately to destroy me?  Did I spend far too many years trying to love her? To forgive her over and over?

One thing for sure, my time was not wasted.  No, I never married well, never snagged a decent man. Never met the love of my life.  But, I learned the Bible! I saw the "blueprint", the model.  I read the warning signs.

Once or if GOD releases you over to a reprobate mind, He is through with you! When GOD gives up on you, "Katy bar the door!"

A reprobate's feet are swift to run to "mischief".  Never will I ever assume "mischief" is something insignificant.  Some polite gentleman that King James hired to translate the Bible missed the mark on that one.  It should say that your feet will run to sick, satanic, sadistic acts that you can not bear to know you did yourself!

Dear LORD,  I am proud to say that I am glad that she is dead! She needs to be dead!  I might die in the next 10 minutes.  I know that I didn't come here to stay always.  But YOU didn't send me here to keep up evil, either!  You didn't teach me to be a spoiled ignorant brat.  Martha was immature and spoiled.  She was used to demanding her way.  After her "rape" she really learned how to turn on the charm and be manipulative.

Martha could not conceal her insane jealousy , nor could she hide her primitive lust.  She was like a wild dog in heat.  It was ridiculous!

Sex is mental.  Dear LORD,  thank you for saving me from  the nymphomania my poor mother suffered from.  Did she have too much testosterone? She was quite hairy and she did have a deep voice.  No! It was the occult.  It was the Root Working! She deliberately collected those demons.

Poor Martha put more faith in witchcraft than Almighty GOD.

If any one wants to follow Martha, or the likes of Martha, go right ahead.  I would look at her pastor sideways.  I would wonder if he (they) ever prayed for her?  My greatest fear is that there are a lot of Marthas in this world.

I know too many! Shine your spotlight on them LORD! Do it right now! PTL!

I KNOW ...

Every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus is LORD!  I also know my mother, my own "dear mother" was a fallen woman dragging a legion of demons on her back for her entire long life.

I know my own "dear mother" was never anything less than the most prolific PATHOLOGICAL LIAR  that ever lived! I KNOW NO CHURCH had "any business" giving her a license to preach and pawning her off as an "ordained minister"!

While you are praying for good looks, good hair, a beautiful physique , pray for a CONSCIENCE! Pray for the ability to genuinely love and care for your fellow man. Pray for GOD to keep the demons away, from invading your body and mind.  Pray for the ability to KNOW and tell the TRUTH!

Pray for GOD to take that pusillanimous fear out of your heart.  The fact that people still fear her and she has been safely dead for over a year is evidence of her deep depravity.  She was a sick woman.  Dear LORD, turn these silly women around.

I am on my MISSION LORD! If I so much as smell a pedophile, a sick sadist, I'M TELLING IMMEDIATELY!

Why fear the truth?

I was taught to fear the truth.  Right off the bat. Straight out of the womb.  ""Don't nun of you black muthaf******* tell ugh muthaf****** thang dat go on in dis house!"

That was the rule.  We knew to not tell before we knew why.  Shit! I wudden telling anyway! A life as bizarre as mine was to be hidden!

I had enough trouble trying to blend in, trying to play normal.  I hated sports with a passion.  I hate peach cobbler, could not sing or line dance.  I would rather read than anything.

Dumb people make me sick to my stomach.  People that you can't reach for their lying, their pretending.  I would rather talk to a rock, a mountain.  GOD can NOT help a LIAR!

Being forced to be alone, actually made me love being alone.  I prefer it.  I know that I am severely jaded.  My mother and that x-husband did it for me. Finished! 

I am not trying to live a fantasy life.  I refuse to lust after something that does not exist.  I will not be a volunteer slave! I will not give up the right for the wrong.

My telling on Mathy may not help me but it will help others.  Some young woman will see Martha in their closet demon mother and know to give up.  She will know to go non contact as soon as possible.  She will know that she is wasting her time. Putting in work for nothing.  Honoring someone that she should shun.

Dear LORD, I do thank you for releasing her over to a reprobate mind.  I am glad she hated me with a passion.  Otherwise I would have been her, only worse.  I still have too much of her in me.

GOD is working on me.  He is purging me. Imprisoned in my own mind because I didn't want to know.  I didn't think I could handle it.  It did not want to believe it.  It made me sick! It still makes me sick. My head spins!  I fall on my knees grieving, mourning, wounded, desolate.  But, every time GOD takes me by the hand and reminds me that I am His.

I was never hers.  She was not worthy of me.  She was not worthy of granddaddy.  Only an emasculated, illiterate fool or some one very ashamed would follow her.  Would defend her, would continue to lie for her.

I am going to do to Mathy, what she claimed she did to me.  What she bragged to all our relatives she did to me.  Martha's signature heart breaking remark was always; "I gave dat nigger my ass to kiss."

How vulgar!  I will not say that.  I will not entertain your demand that I not piss on your grave.  You know you were wrong.  You know you cloaked a legion of demons.  You also know you chose unwisely.  You know that you were stubborn and full of pride.

Thank you for hating me with a passion!

Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 17, 2014  All rights reserved.]

My mother ...

made up in her mind that she was going to hate me, no matter what.  HATE.  That is what my mother did.  She was a reprobate .  That is what they do! They can't help it.  Like a moth drawn to a flame, a reprobate is drawn to mischief.

The one thing all evil doers must have is have a valid excuse, a good reason to support their deplorable conduct.  My mother pretended that she was put off by my color.  Bullshit!  SHE WAS JUST ANOTHER COMMON, LAZY ,  WOMAN!   A woman far too lazy to hone, sharpen or use her own gifts , but on the ready alert to destroy all that were not like minded in their "trifling-ness".

Come on people! Jesus told us that our enemies would be of our own household, our own kin!  When you can not invite relatives into your home for fear of witchcraft, we have a problem!

When a woman's son shuns her for 25 years, there comes a time for reckoning.  We have a problem! We have discovered a woman that tore her own house down, plank by plank.

Like it or not,  that old Crabs in a Barrel analogy of black people is true.  No fisherman has to seal his haul or crabs in a barrel.  There is no need for a lid.  Once some poor blind crab climbs and claws his way to the top, is about to make his escape, some old trifling blind crab pulls him back in.

"Monkey catchers" simply put a banana in a trap with a hole large enough for the monkey to get his hand in, but not large enough to retrieve his hand without dropping the banana.  The poor dumb monkey will risk capture before he will let go of that banana.

Public school teachers are trying desperately to reach and educate our youth.  Yet, we have RACISTS in the 21st century judging and disrespecting them for the color of their skin.  Pure demonic, greedy, selfish tyrants are being permitted to destroy our schools because most teachers are too terrified to tell!

America has "cranked out", produced,  the dumbest, most worthless, disrespectful,  generation of vipers this world has ever seen.  You better take good care of your  health.  End up in a rest home with these buzzards as your caretakers, you are in trouble!

Yes, I could let my mother go.  Let her "rest in peace".  She also could have repented, asked for forgiveness.  She did not have to put on an arrogant stank!  She didn't have to laugh at me and tell me my daddy wasn't my daddy!  A fifty year old lie!  Now, that is one lie you should have taken to your grave.

I came to tell you that I forgive you, anyway.  That was some superhuman demonic spirit you got hold to.  Granddaddy told you to stay " outta' dem woods hunting witchcraft!"  You did it any way.

I am going to let you know how good GOD is.  GOD told me Miss Pol-anne (Polly Anne) was your teacher! You were her witchcraft apprentice.  She looked white, hated all black people.  You looked white, hated all people!  You had been raped.  She taught you how to exact revenge.

No, I don't feel sorry for you because you knew how to get out.  How did I learn about voodoo, hoodoo, witchcraft? YOU! Yes you!  You tricked me into attending Atlanta University!  BAM! BUSTED YOU UP SIDE DUH HEAD!

Ain't GOD good?

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 15, 20014   All rights reserved.]

I say it in jest ..

but I am really a run-away teacher. I hate it too.  I love teaching.  But  you can't teach to those totally unconcerned with your knowledge.  Students so prejudiced and brainwashed they see grey hair as a sign of stupidity, weakness, an object of ridicule.

I have seen our youth up close and personal and I will tell you, America is in trouble!

This generation, this group, is one sorry crop, not worth hauling to the field!

Worse than their lack of work ethic , it is their sheer incompetence!

I say we get the government we deserve! Republican, Democrat, they are all the same, Vultures! Professional pimps! Pretty movie stars! Vain fast talkers!

I have been labeled rebellious! I am NOT rebellious! I have common sense! Students that are taught to memorize answers to key questions are not learning! They are being deliberately dumbed up!

Teachers that use their own money to buy copier paper while the entire administrative staff is busy  selling chicken biscuits at $2.50 a wop for breakfast and lunch  and are too afraid to inquire about the proceeds are all chicken shit and will never turn out decent critical independent thinkers!

No Thanks! I can THINK for myself!  I refuse to be enslaved or SILENT  any longer!

Read a book , learn something!

Comedian Rod Man Reel

Rodman

Too funny!

Pretty Tony vs Goldy (The Mack)

Never be afraid to share real life with your children. Understand shielding them is not necessarily protecting them.  Do not set them up for failure either.  Love them all you please.  But, do explain that it is extra, that it is a blessing.

Let your children have tantrums, walk away.  Advise them to save their money for things they think they want.  Most of all teach them that they have a Father in Heaven that will never leave them.  Teach them to Praise the LORD daily!

I am the blues! … friend (and foes) I am the blues!

(Dear friends I have been adding videos and music to my blogs.  I don't know if you can see them.  I notice they don't come up on my iPhone or iPad. I am learning.  I will never be impatient with a "slow learner" again. Or impatient with the elderly, not even the slow drivers. LOL)

Pray for the lost ...

pray for those among us that lost their way.  Pray for the poor woman that falls so low she becomes a "birther".  Poor female.  Poor , lost, hard headed, full of false pride, "damn dumb ass ain't 'gon eva' listen to nobody", just doomed , female.

THERE IS NO EASY WAY! Drill that into your head.  Never let anyone put your "fire" out. You must keep your desire for knowledge on fire!  You must never let your enemy know more of GOD's WORD than you do! Study to show yourself approved!

THE WICKED CAN NOT PROSPER! Look! Before you participate in some demonic occult, dust throwing, lying and manipulating, know for a FACT,  you are going to get caught!  Plan for that day! What are you going to do the day GOD reveals you? Spewing more of your venom won't save you. When a woman spews hot, blistering venom for decades after decade, it gets old. Discard someone you always discarded and treated like trash will be of none affect. After awhile you can no longer snatch back the love you only vaguely promised to give.  Some one will finally wonder if your love is worth it?  You seem to always be the greatest beneficiary. You are the one reaping in all the gifts and money.  So why are you talking so much shit? Why are you spreading wild lies? GUILT! 

It is guilt isn't it? You should feel guilty! YOU KNEW BETTER! You can't hide that shit! "It's 'gon stank!"  What are you going to do when your  shit  starts "stanking"?  Blaming "me fuh ya' shit wuz not the right choice!"

YOU LEAVE YOUR FOOTPRINT! You can not maim, scar and destroy , to the degree that you wanted,to the degree that you demanded, without getting  caught.  Strangely, the sick terrible things you did out of jealousy and covetousness,  caused your self loathing to escalate! You hated yourself  with tremendous self loathing because you actually hated being so common!

REPENT! Repentance, genuine sorrow, submission to GOD, sincere humbleness, granted to you through GOD's Grace is the only thing that will save you. That will save any of us.  We must be humble! Like it or not, your savage treatment of me , humbled me! It broke me down! I am broken down , brokered down like a shotgun!"

MAKE IT PERSONAL! Get to know the LORD,  one on one! Talk to HIM! daily .  PTL! Separation is preparation.  Go into your secret closet! Pray! Fast! Love! Care! Share!

Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 13, 2014  All rights reserved.]

The Teller of Lies gets

extremely frustrated when you give them "I can not believe you think I'm stupid enough to believe you again, look."  When that;"Woman are you on drugs? Where do you keep your pipe? You are one brilliant actress! GOD help this fool!" incredulous look comes over your face.

 You are in full frown, eyebrows raised, hair sticking up on the back of your neck, mode.   Something inside you urges your immediate retreat!

You are NOT wanted here! You have the WRONG Spirit! THERE IS ABOUT TO BE A WAR! MATHY JANE DOES NOT WANT TO BE KNOWN! YOU ARE TOO SMART! BUT YOUR LIPS ARE TOO LOOSE!  YOU ARE TOO DUMB TO BE FEARFUL! YOU HAVE MESSED EVERYTHING UP!   YOU HAVE GOD WINNING!   YOUR GAWD IS SNEAKY!   HE LET ME THINK I WAS WINNING WHEN I WAS IN FACT LOSING!   HE CUDDA TOLD ME!  HE CUDDA STOPPED ME!  I KNOW MYMAMASAID TUH LEAVE YOU ALONE. BUT I DIDN'T PAY HUR NO 'TENTION!   DADDY WUZ TOO DUMB TO CATCH ME! (HE SUSPECTED BUT HE NEVAH CAUGHT ME RED HANDED Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee(the shrill laugh of a psychotic imbecile)

I just viewed the most hateful sermon you can image.  I refuse to repost it. If you Google Superintendent Carter it should come up.  This preacher is the featured speaker at some huge COGIC convention.

The very first thing that concerned me about his sermon was the fact he deliberately substituted the word "donkey" for "ass".  Why?  Certainly, you do not hold to the notion that cussing(using bad language is CURSING, do you?)  If so, you need to go back to seminary.

His sermon was hateful and full of mockery.  He switched, mocked, did a falsetto, did an entire stereotypical "Step-n-fetch-it" show.  He even went so far as to put a curse on gay men. He "prayed" for them to bleed from the back side!  He made "homosexuality" the plague of the 21st century.

What if we are wrong?  When I was in elementary school I was told I COULD NOT WRITE WITH MY LEFT HAND! I was told I could not count on my toes or fingers, draw sticks or do MATH but one way, in my head.  I hated fucking MATH.  The shit gave me a headache, trying to count on my  TOES inside my shoes ANYWAY!

I was told that I could NOT date outside of my RACE!

What if we are wrong?  Why didn't GOD make it one of the Ten Commandments?

What if the world finally finds out that most of the people making the most stink about homosexuality are in FACT homosexual themselves and they say and deliberately act in an homophobic manner to keep people off of their trail?

Why can't we mind our own business?  Why can't you 'tend to your own bedroom?  Do you even know what a boundary is?

What if we are wrong?  When Jesus says; "Love ye one another, as I have loved you."  Does he want us to re-segregate ourselves into little groups and sub-groups?

Will we continue to let known wolves holler "Jesus!".  You looking right at that skunk!  Exploiting children! You know children are not learning! A GENERATION OF VIPERS! AGNERATIONOFVIPERS!agenerationofvipers!Come Jesus!

All narcissists share the same m. o. (modus operandi)

#1 OVERWHELM  with love, flattery, gifts, you will enjoy a whirlwind as the Golden Child.

#2 DEVALUE -  degrade, humiliate, intimidate, assault, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. ATEMPT TO MURDER! DELIBERATELY DESTROY THEIR SPIRIT OVER AND OVER!

#3 DISCARD-  If you get tired of being abused say,  50 or 60 years,  they will DISCARD you for complaining. YOU ARE AN UNGRATEFUL LIAR! YOU ARE CRAZY! YOU MAKE UP SHIT! I DON'T KNOW WHY I PUT UP WID YO' ASS! I WILL FORGIVE YOU DIS LAST TIME WID YO' BROKE ASS. GO LONG WID ME AS I PLAY CRAZY! IF YOU DON'T I AIN'T 'GON LEAVE YOU NUTTIN'!  I GOT DAT MUCH SENSE!

The Teller of Lies loves the squeamish, those easily intimidated .  The Teller of Lies loves the permanently stupid.

When The Teller of Lies meets The TELLER OF THE TRUTH , somebody is going to pay attention. Somebody is going to learn some things.

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES November 12, 2014 All rights reserved.]

Highway 49!

Sometimes you have to; "Exit! Stage left".  As my grandfather would say; "you 'gon have to left yeah one day!"

I loved my grandaddy's language.  It was unique, but very poignant. "'gon hafta LEFT yeah, was much more serious than simply leaving.  By the way, my grandfather never asked me to heat his coffee.  I had to "hot it".  "Dawthur. hot my coffee."

There was no point in correcting him.  Who was to say he was wrong anyway?  It was just language.  Language is communication.  And we always communicated well.  Sometimes simply with our eyes.

Do you know about Howling Wolf?

Don't you move another further until you learn about Howling Wolf? I don't know.  But I would bet anything that Wolf Man Jack tried to steal or borrow from his persona.

A few quick questions:

#1 Are you common? Are you lustful in nature, always easily sexually aroused?  Do children excite or according to you "entice" you?  You must answer this question honestly.  This subject can NOT be ignored.  If this is your "little secret", your tiny little indiscretion , you are going to have some major problems in your life.

Never be too proud to seek help, at least pray.  Do not seek out a partner with like mind.  Two reprobates! TWO PEDOPHILES! LORD Forbid!

#2 Are you loud, boastful, clamorous, ignorant, lying, hysterically stupid?  Get this through your head right now!  NO ONE WANTS TO BE AROUND YOU! YOU DO NOT MAKE GOOD COMPANY!

When your friends and relatives would rather take a rock and pound a rusty nail in their own heads than spend any more wasted time with you, it is time to air some dirty laundry!  It is time for somebody to come clean!  There is NO WAY on GOD's green, beautiful earth any woman could be as wicked and as ignorant as Martha Jane Walters with out assistance from the Occult! satan's footprints are all over my back and every one ever associated with the dreaded Mathy Jane!

#3 Do you want to be free? Do you want to be saved? You must pray! You must fast! You must live right! Do the Ten! (Obey the 10 commandments!)

#1 YOU SHALL HAVE NO OTHER GODS BEFORE ME.

#2 YOU SHALL MAKE NO IDOLS

#3 YOU SHALL NOT TAKE THE NAME OF THE LORD YOUR GOD IN VAIN.

#4 REMEMBER THE SABBATH DAY, TO KEEP IT HOLY.

#5 HONOR YOUR MOTHER AND FATHER.

#6 YOU SHALL NOT MURDER

#7 YOU SHALL NOT COMMIT ADULTERY.

#8 YOU SHALL NOT STEAL.

#9 YOU SHALL NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS AGAINST YOUR NEIGHBOR.

#10 YOU SHALL NOT COVET.

Very simple. I heard this TV minister tell his flock that it was impossible to keep the Ten Commandments.  LIES FROM THE BOTTOMLESS PIT OF HELL!   I don't agree.  "What duh problem is?"  If you understand them, you can keep them.

That rug is snatched from under all evil doers, from all ignorant, loud, lying, clamorous, glad to put on a show for the cameras, must get locked up and do a bid before I learn ,piss ant pesty no-count friends and foes.

The positive effect of having a secret sadist as your mother, you learn to "fend" for yourself.  You realize very quickly this world does not owe you anything for being in it.

Life is much too short to be continually, perennially, habitually kicked in the ass (just because you are dumb enough or weak enough to stick around) , called names, hung out as an example of "trifling-ness" when the exact opposite is true!  Wait! You just wait until you have someone, so mentally fragile and primitive, so brutal and savage, so hurt and hopelessly lost,  she attempts to pin the baby she had at 42 on you, at 17.  You talk about unnecessary mental anguish!

I know now, Martha always had a deep, sick need to ruin me (us)!  I know now, that Martha had no idea that it was she, Mathy Jane (herself) , that she hated!  As well she should have ,because she did in fact do some extremely disgusting things.

Self hatred, self mutilation, self destruction, must be faced, never ignored! Root it out! Don't hide it! Don't laugh at it and don't fear it! (If thy right eye offend thee, PLUCK it out!)

Remember, "Apart from Christ we are nothing."  I press on!

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES    November 12, 2014   All rights reserved.]

Come see about me!

Diana Ross and the Supremes knew how to articulate my thoughts.

"Come'err….shhhhhhhh…let me tell you

sump'in … no it ain't no secret … but fa' some reason a lots ugh  people don't know.  I donno' quite how to explain it.  It ain't magnetism ,  although it is a lot lak it.  It ain't fi' (fire), although it's hot! It is not contagious,  although it spreads.

It ain't duh debil 'cause 'hit can't hate or lie or plot or scheme.  It ain't not pig 'cause it don't root 'round looking' fah sumpin' fuh free. It don't luv to lay up in its own filth and grunt and growl all day waiting on sum slop.  It taint no dog 'cause it don't carry bones.

WELL! WHUT IS IT 'DEN!?

 I tell you it's THE HOLY GHOST!  IT TRAVELS FROM HEART TO HEART!From one of GOD's chosen, Hiz anointed, tuh duh hungry, tuh duh starving.  Tuh duh ones dat been waiting , dats been patient, been faithful in a few things.  Tell'um GAWD got dey back.  He ain't gon' nevah leave'um.   satan can't see it! Can't touch it, can't git nun of it!  And he mad chile! Pitching fits! Calling names! Tellin' wurzer lies.  satan luddle princess is fit to be tied chile.

Good'nuff fuh hur!

Praise 'Duh LAWD!


[Excerpt  from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES    November 11, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Blues before sunrise

It serves us right to suffer

"If you aint got no bedder sense dan to sit up dure and let dat man knock you all up side duh head …well shit nukka …you need to suffer!

Quit going 'round wearing peoples ears off talkin' 'bout how miserable you is!  Shittttttttt! if you wuz as upset as yo'  make out lak,  you wudda' done been gone.  Shit! Whut duh FUCK! I wish ugh sorry black muthafucker wud put his black ass hands on me! ….Shit! …   I'll salivate dat nigger!

Who lying? Bitch,  I have you know,  I didn't 'low none ugh  my huz-bands, not nar one, not nun of'um,   so much as talk loud to me!  I wish a damn nigger , wid a swinging dick, pointing tuh mother earth,  would ebon act lak he wanted to raise his voice to me!"

That was my mother's braggadocios , tell a lie a minute, entertaining , laugh a minute, born comedienne's voice.  Who knew what pain lay beneath her false bravo?  What prevented her from believing in herself?  Why couldn't she be the woman she pretended to be?

I do find it humorous and a little ironic .  I am sitting here typing very slowly on my MacBook Air. Both arms are loaded with bracelets.  My left hand has a beautiful sterling silver ring on every finger.

I realize the connection.  The only "good times" I enjoyed with Martha involved playing dress up.   She loved when I wore her shoes, necklaces, furs and pranced around the house imitating her.

I remember the Saturday treks to"Fed'vul", to Person and Hay streets, "Where all the niggers, meet and greet".  I remember going to McCory's Five and Dime, and  I was always rewarded with a "ring and bracelet set".  A stretch bracelet resembling real gold, a purple piece of plastic that my mother assured me was my birth stone, a mailable birthstone ring.

I loved it! Mathy put a cheap, ate up, green tarnished ring on every one of my pudgy little fingers. Painted my "foot nails" and finger nails fire red like the whore she intended for me to grow up and be. Taught me how to pop my fingers and dance "loose".

Now, my rings are real.  Martha is not around to laugh at me and make fun of me any more.  If I have one regret.  I regret that she could never trust GOD.

         "Though I speak with the tongue of men and of angels, and have not charity (love), I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal." 1 Corinthians 13:1

My mother was a brilliant orator!  Spine tingling.  There is absolutely no way I could have ever known, what I later learned about her , with out peradventure ,  with out the return of the Prodigal son.

I pray nightly for his deliverance.  I fully understand his dilemma.  But he has no choice! You can not give up for the right for the wrong!  Know ye the truth and the truth will set you free!

If you can't bear the truth.  If you are still too weak, too tender, entangled in your own mystifying disbelief, pray!  Pray without ceasing!  Fast!  Fast and pray!

Dear friends and foes alike, while some are still lagging way behind, still screaming that a woman as evil as my mother, Mathy Jane , was a total impossibility.  More real Mathy Jane's are being manufactured, being spit out by the second.  Worst of all we condone these bitches! Bridezillas, Real Housewives! Diva this Diva that!

Hell NO! I would rather live in a hole in the ground where there is peace! Another clamorous, lying, manipulative, sneaky, lying, bitch! No thanks!

Two dogs, two cats!…Peace Ouuuuuuuuuttttttttt!

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 9, 2014   All rights reserved]

Before you judge me ...

too harshly, consider some things.  Some children are TAUGHT  to steal, to LIE, to CURSE, to CUSS.  Some of GOD's dear children are born into captivity.

Find out how many babies are born in prison.  Or born to women incarcerated in mental institutions.  Born "crack" addicted, alcohol addicted.  Have you ever seen a fetal alcohol  syndrome baby? I assure you it will break the most calloused heart.

Wait, before you blame that mother.  What kind of life was she born into? And her mother? And her mother's mother?

Who cares? Who truly cares? This mf- ing, so called pediatrician , in Baltimore  (I think, it was barely ever mentioned in the news.  But they told me the color of Kim Kardashian's s*** , told me wheather it matched her 50,ooo dollar hand bag.) RAPED TINY INNOCENT BABIES FOR YEARS, PERHAPS DECADES! Before he was brought to "justice".

I think they gave him ten years , with time served.  I am sure he will be protected and he has enough money to expunge his record and go some place else and prey on little children.

As quiet as it is kept, INCEST, CHILD SEXUAL ABUSE IS A SECRET PLAGUE IN AMERICA!

Don't care. Just wait until it is your child or your grandchild! Too late to be sorry then.  You lazy coons WON'T, PURELY REFUSE TO HELP ME SPREAD MY MESSAGE BECAUSE IT IS SO DISGUSTING!

I CAN AND WILL PERSONALLY ASSURE YOU NOTHING IS MORE DISGUSTING THAN A SMALL CHILD EXPERIENCING CHILD RAPE AT THE HANDS OF THEIR OWN MOTHER!

I WILL NOT SHUT UP! I WILL NOT BACK DOWN! I WILL NOT TAKE IT BACK! I WILL NOT LIE! I WILL NOT TAKE IT TO MY GRAVE!

PRAISE THE LORD! GOD TOLD ME TO PUNCTUATE  EVERYTHING I WRITE WITH PTL BECAUSE IT WILL REPEL sATAN! hE WIL WEAR A CRUCIFIX, HE IS NOT AFRAID OF A SMYBOL OF THE CROSS.  BUT THOSE WORDS, THOSE REAL WORDS, PRAISE THE LORD, hE DOES NOT WANT TO HEAR!

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 4, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Seriously!?

This ogre, this monstrous sadists thought I was going to take this shit to my grave simply because she demanded it!

Did this stanking whore of a root working magician think I would fear her forever?  Did she really believe she was going to get away? That she was going to steal my anointing? She stole her daddy's mantel, wore it.  But she did not wear it well.

The one thing I thank Mathy for was helping to reveal how so many of  our churches have become infiltrated and completely taken over by satan himself.

My mother told me her church, her denomination was full of people just like her.  That was one time she did not lie.

Not wanting to know is no longer an option.  Your deliberate blindness, deafness and complete silence will no longer help you.

You can live in denial, remain in that pit with Martha.  Or you can climb out.  Grab Jesus by the hand and "Come ye out from among them!"

Where will you be when GOD makes His final call?  Will you be hiding in the dark with my entire family, afraid to come to the Light?

Well,  if you think hating me is the answer, perhaps you should think again.  If you hate me, that means you hate GOD's Truth.  It means you want the entire world to be wrong along with you and Mathy.

Pride! Stupidity! Easily duped! Rock on!

I done tol'cha!

[Excerpt from the JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 3, 2014   All rights reserved.]

Not one day, ...

but every day of her long life , that stanking slut was up to some filth, some prank, some deceit .  Sprinkling "goofer dust", digging pits, calling your job, turning you into the IRS and the police.

Scalding, burning, branding, raping, stealing, MURDERING!

GOD told us that these REPROBATES would be swift to run to mischief.  He didn't lie.

Yes,  I am so glad GOD saved me! Delivered me! Snatched me out of that pit of vipers, just in time!

Any of my relatives that don't want to know, that refuse to know, STAY THERE!  Have you suffered so long that you believe her?  Do you believe that you are utterly forsaken?

I DON'T! That is why I am shaking the dust off of my feet!  Do you mean to tell me, are you implying or insinuating,  you prefer a total LIE to GOD's Truth.  Because you are ashamed for the world to know that your life was not perfect?  That you did not grow up with Father Knows Best.  That your mother was Not  June Clever cleaning the house in pearls and high heeled shoes.

I WILL NOT GIVE UP THE RIGHT FOR THE WRONG TO MAKE THIS MONSTROSITY LOOK GOOD! I WILL NOT BRAG AND DECLARE THAT MY MOTHER WAS AN ORDAINED MINISTER WHEN I KNOW SHE WAS AS COMMON AS BAT SHIT!

The whore of Babylon had the NERVE to call me a DEMON! Taunted me and declared that my prayers did not reach the top of my head!

I did cry, was unconsolable,  when I realized how much every one in my family truly hates me!  Then I remembered that they had never loved me, not really. How could they when that "thing" was teaching them to hate me, revile me, persecute me?  They did and they will.

Dear LORD,  thank you from separating me from the five brothers duped by satan's bride.  If they carry her gene for hatred, deception and cruelty, I no longer want to be associated with them either.

Thank you LORD for your WORD; "Come ye out from among them!"  Thank you for Jerome Walters.  Any one with Jerome Walter's blood flowing warmly in their veins should humble themselves and come out from the likes of Martha Jane Walters and her flying monkeys.

Dear LORD,  I do forgive my brother for being just like his mother, for saying I was a body without a head.  Save Him LORD! Open His eyes,  if it be thy will.

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 3, 2014  All rights reserved.]

"Yet Do I Marvel!"

Jesus told us:"Wide is the road that leads to death and destruction, NARROW is the path of righteousness."  In other words, the masses are evil creatures crowded on a highway, leading nowhere , but to hell.  We live in a predatory world full of vipers and snakes that are so deceitful,  low life,  and cowardly , the oozing scum prey on any one unfortunate enough to attempt to love them.

"From such stay away!"  Please learn from me.  Believe what your eyes see.  Believe what your ears hear.  Yes, that wicked, foul, fallen woman is going to protest. My mother would EXPLODE if you dared to utter the slightest truth about her.

That monster would ROAR, fling the FILTHIEST OBSCENITIES at you, make you wish you had never been born, or make you call on death to come to your rescue.

Martha would call you out of your name and RIP you apart, rip you limb from limb  FOR KNOWING HER AWFUL TRUTH!  She wanted to make sure you got the MESSAGE!  Martha's whole life was devoted to luxuriating in the terrifying fear she instilled! MARTHA JANE WALTERS WAS A SADIST!   She was going to break you down, crucify you, render you  incapable of thinking, of functioning.  She did all of that just to ensure you NEVER challenged her again. Martha fully intended to make sure NONE OF HER FILTH EVER GOT ON HER.  She demanded that I be her dump for her TOXIC WASTE!  Praise the LORD! GOD SAID NO!!!

 If you were a "good nigger' , one that was docile and content,  if you were willing to kiss her ass daily, she hinted that she MIGHT not ROOT you like she did the rest.  Which was a lie.  As tragic as my life was, I have to laugh.  I can see Martha's little trollish ass  now, sprinkling "dust"!  What an idiot!  The nigger should have been over in stereotypical Hollywood Africa, wearing a necklace of chicken bones!

 Martha lived to call you out of your name!  To hate you out loud, to  pervert and ruin you simply to have physical evidence of something more disgusting than she was.

That snake, that viper of a mother, that artificial preacher, that demonic clairvoyant did GET  EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY TO HATE ME BY SUCCESSFULLY PINNING HER PUTRID PERVERSION ON ME!

I do thank GOD for all the relatives and friends that fled from me like I had EBOLA! Simply because GOD told me; "Separation is Preparation".

Forget that nonsense about "just don't say nothing".  Please enlighten me, how does that help?  The only person that ever benefited from our silence, denial and fear was the awful perpetrator.

All of us were horribly mistreated by our mongrel mother but she cleverly covered her tracts with artificial love, trinkets, and most of all "divide and hate".

They threw me out of that family (THANK YOU) and I for one am glad to be gone.  WOMAN! OH WOMAN! You are low, your actions so disturbed and diabolical I can scarcely  believe them myself.

If you are on that wrong road, that wide road and decide to stay there, you will be in the company of satan's maggots.  You want to squirm in that filth with the likes of Martha and her ignorant brood,  go right ahead.

Make sure you know READING, STUDYING TO SHOW YOURSELF APPROVED IS THE KEY TO YOUR SALVATION.

If you insist on NOT reading.  If you expect your oppressor to tell you your rights, to honor and respect you in any way, you deserve your lot in life.

You deserve to be counted as nothing , just like that old hag always declared.

I certainly hope TODAY is YOUR DAY and that you choose GOD and His KIngdom.  Be abundantly blessed and remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 3, 2014  All rights reserved.]

"What does it profit a man to ...

gain the whole world and lose his soul?"  My LORD! My LORD! How many times did my mother say that to me?

Dear LORD, you put a poem inside my head in 1977 and it was to be published in a collection of poems called "GUMBO".   I was so proud when they asked for my bio.  Excited I called my mother to share my good news.

Shortly there after, the publishers said that my poem was much too negative and made black people look bad. Perhaps it did.  It was the truth.

                                              A Sad and Pathetic Truth

"We are a heartbreak people, we crush each other into fin-n-n-e little pieces,
     ….'till there is nothing left but dust!
Sirens BLASTING, BLOOD GUSHING ON SATURDAY NIGHTS!

Hardened prostitutes and gaudy pimps scurrying like hungry rats from the blinding lights.

We are a heartbreak people. (Why do we hate ourselves so much?)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (shrill scream)
the cries of agony that know no relief.  Mothers and black babies weeping and wailing
             "…ain't got no man!"

Again I shed dry tears because I don't have any wet ones left

When I remember that we sold Ourselves into Slavery!  Denmark Vesey, Gabriel Prosser, Nat Turner, David Walker and even JOHN BROWN never had an iota of a chance! 

They never had a chance to Save  US!
          they never had a chance because there was always a "Sell Out" around

          around to snitch to the Man
          around to grease his lips
          around to twist his hips

And to tell you to kiss his ass because he believes in WHITE not RIGHT
Because he believes in Self and not in the "Dream" and to Forget Dr. Martin Luther King!
Because he wants to get a piece of the great American Pie ….
          Any You can't have NONE!

And finally as we ALL go scuffling and screaming, lying and scheming to our dirty little graves,
Bragging about our Indian and White Pedigree
                    Proud of our Inter-racial Genealogy!

Always seeking, never reaching token pinnacles of success ….
Never knowing why we can't quite get there …

The white man and the Jew laugh in disgust!
We don't need mass genocide …
They are doing it for us."


 It is with a very heavy heart that I must admit that my mother was always in competition with me.  With all pretty women!  Martha hated all pretty women and was insanely jealous. My mother was beautiful, but I was always more attractive.  And as she bragged; "Gul you got a shape on you , make bulldog hug a hound,"

 She was a reprobate.  She was lost, she was confused.  I will not pretend and honor her.  I pray daily for GOD to take this painful hatred lodged deep in my heart away.

There are some wicked foul people on this earth.  I never knew they would volunteer to preach.  I never knew any woman would deliberately rape and robe her own children.  I never knew that Martha Jane Walters  was unloveable, totally untrustworthy.

I certainly never knew that the world I live in could not possibly care less.

"Come Jesus!" , your children are suffering in misery. satan has high jacked our churches, infiltrated our homes.

My heart hurts.  I am blinded by my tears and I can no longer see the keyboard.  If you are a true Christian, pray for me.  Pray for my family and loved ones.

Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES   November 1, 2014  All rights reserved.]

What was done in the dark ...

has finally come to light.  Yes, this truth is horrifying and revolting.  However, every word is true.  I remember the day that my mother and her 2nd husband piled us in their huge Oldsmobile and drove for hours and hours seeking this famous "root worker" some where in North or South Carolina.

I was 8, my brother 9.  They didn't take us into the run down clapboard shack sitting way out in the sticks some where. I knew they were seeking this "Two Headed Doctor" because they were excited and talked about it as we drove down winding dirt roads, very narrow,  the tree limbs scraping the car windows.  Yellow flies, horseflies , gnats and mosquitos  followed us.  Some how they knew these two buzzards were seeking the Queen buzzard.

Those two buzzards left us in the car for hours waiting for them to return.  They returned grinning, gleeful.  Martha was the happiest of them all.  I remember asking my mother;"What did she say?"

My mother; "She said you two niggers were out here fighting in the car!"  Stunned my eyes locked on my brothers, terrified, because it was true.  The whole time they were gone we were hitting, slapping and teasing each other out of sheer boredom.

Wait, my story does not end there.  Shortly there after I was drugged and savagely raped by my mother and stepfather.  (I will not tell my brother's story because it is not my place, today. )

All the pieces keep falling into place.  My mother, this simpleton, this barbaric ignorant slut bucket , thought she found the answer to all her prayers.  She refused to serve GOD sincerely, just pretended to.
That certainly explains why she was such a malicious bully.  Why she fiercely believed she could be married to a tall handsome much younger man.  Curse him like a dog,  keep a filthy house, not wash, not put in her teeth, continue to screw her 2nd husband, maintain an illicit relationship with a man in his unit (many years later he would become her 4th husband), sell a little pussy on the side,  be Madame Watson, and sit up in the chief seats of Wesley Chapel A.M.E. Zion Church every Sunday.

That explains why she could beat us savagely, starve us with disgusting "meals".  Grits and grease, pinto beans, just pinto beans for months on end.  No cornbread, no biscuits, no rice or any other  vegetable.  No meat, other than the fatback she boiled them in.  No Cool-aide or soft drinks, not even sweet tea.

Now I know what gave her the courage to declare every day of our lives; "I keep you black muthaf***** ass holes open! …I will cut yo' muthaf******* balls out! …Say sumpin!  You black muthaf**** better not ever tell a muthaF****** thang dat go on in dis house!"

We didn't.  Well at least they didn't.  I would slip up and tell my granddaddy some things and my mother would abuse me. " You goody two shoes!  Yo' mouf run lak goose shit by the moon light.  You always running yo' fucking black ass mouf!"

I told you, satan will never slam another door in my face!  No demon in the grave is going to hold me down or hold me back.  I refuse to be ashamed of what those two buzzards masquerading as human beings did to me.   I am very proud to say I refused to attend both of their funerals.

Jesus said; "Let the dead bury the dead!"  If you think Martha Jane Walters was ever a good person , you are dead spiritually and mentally.  If you think you had to attend some witches funeral crying crocodile tears, knowing full well you are glad that beast is finally dead, you have some issues you need to attend to immediately.

"What is done in the dark shall surely come to light."  GOD does NOT lie!  Trust Him! Love HIm! Depend on Him with  all your heart.

[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  November 1, 2014   All rights reserved.]