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.]