Yes, satan will make you hate alright. satan will make you hate your own mother. Remember satan is cold, incapable of "natural affection". he is greedy, selfish, and all for himself. But if he is smart, he will blame all of that on you. he will gut you like a fish and complain, curse, cuss and abuse little gutted you , because you made him get blood on his shoe.
What ever you do children. Never let satan silence your "voice". Say what you want to say, when you want to say it, just like you want to say it because that is honest.
If you have to stick your thumb out, check to see which way the wind is blowing, you are living in fear. And if you are living in fear, you are in fact a slave. No you are not picking cotton, but you are sure picking the modern day equivalent.
If you fear your "friends" acceptance may waiver or they may reject you if you ever dared to drop your phony pretentious guard, to walk alone, to trust GOD, you are in trouble. Deep trouble, and there is only one answer, Jesus Christ!
Junior Wells made passionate love to his harmonicas, harmonicas, with an s, as in plural. He played many, different sizes, different keys. I watched one of his demonstrations. It was far above my level of comprehension.
He is cute. He is fresh. He is mannish. I love his "Little School Girl". I listen to it over and over, catching the sexual innuendo .
Blues lyrics are absolutely brilliant. The words wail and moan about unrequited love and good sex without offending the old folks, corrupting the children or upsetting the preacher. The youth of today declare that we were phony by hinting, that we should have just come out and said it. No thanks. Ludurcris , I wish you would call me a bitch!
I wish I would let some nigga use me, pay me to perform sexual favors , then turn around and disrespect me! Not me! I got too much Mathy Jane in me.
I wish a nigga would have his way with me, get me pregnant and think he is not going to marry me with dispatch. Not here nigga! Not today! I am a lady!
I am laughing because this is my healing place, my place of reflection, of absolute straight truth , no chaser. It seems to me that I did pick up a lot of my mother's personality. I do not take shit;"Nigga, I don't take tea fun duh fever! Fuck wid me if you want to! You 'gon wake up dead!"
The fact that I had five brothers, a lecherous perverted "stepfather", lived in a male dominated society, was of short Napoleonic stature, I would fight. And not necessarily fairly.
So, I am my mother, minus demon possession , envy, jealousy and lying. She was extremely covert, I am extremely overt. Like my granddaddy I will pull up my shirt and show you my scar, any where, any time.
Also like my mother and grandmother , I am extremely clairvoyant . It is not a gift, it is a curse. (Some things you just don't want to know)
We both came to serve a purpose also . Almighty GOD summoned us both here, He has a purpose and a plan. it is called DIVINE ORDER! There is absolutely nothing you can do about it! Kind of like playing cards; "Read'um and weep."
While Martha did in fact ruin many, they had, enjoyed, Free Will. Many are called, but FEW, few, very few are chosen! Get over yourself, begging, crying , pleading, for the "unsaved", the unprotected, the hapless victims that satan has deceived, to get protected, to pray for the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.
To walk right, to talk right, to NEVER LIE.
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