Too much dust

This big fat buffarilla woman disturbed my mother's sleep, it was about one in the morning . The woman had come to see her ,  (my mother) , about a week prior, seeking MADAME ******'s help.  (Madame ****** was some shame my bored mother created on a whim.  She read Tarot cards, palms, guaranteed all men their "nature" back, decades before Viagra.)

This Magella -Gorilla woman  brought a picture of one fine Adonis looking man with her.  This woman pined for this man's love, for his attention.   My mother took her money , gave her the "dust" and told her to sprinkle it in  the man's shoes.

I did chide my mother for her awful swindle.  I was the door keeper and greeter.  I seated the ignorant and destitute, inquired about their misery or concerns.  It was all so mysterious.  Martha worked out of her  kitchen.  Dressed in gypsy flowing robe, head wrapped in a beautiful scarf, and feigning some foreign homemade accent.  She was Hilarious.

This poor woman was a big ugly woman.   My mother laughed and replied that a nigga would screw a snake if someone held his head.

Sure enough, the woman called from a motel where they did the deed. He did commit fornication with her.  Unfortunately while dressing the man was puzzled; "Whur all dis dirt come from ? " and poured the dirt out into the trash.

The woman called in a panic,  demanding to know what to do. Martha responded; " You weren't supposed to pour all of it in his shoes! I said sprinkle! That means grains , (dumb ass)."

We laughed.

My mother conjured me , but obviously , too much and far too long.  Too much dust.  PTL!

87 years of evil treachery.  My LORD ! My LORD!

DIVINE ORDER

• GOD deliberately planted me in the belly of a woman lower than any ordinary whore.  She was a sick sadistic sociopath.  A deeply disturbed woman, full of   insane jealousy.  A woman so cunning and disrespectful to the Holy Spirit she dared to preach.  Secured a license , not for the purpose of saving souls, but to destroy and prevent any form of happiness, to kill all joy,  from everyone unfortunate enough to love her,  while she roared with laughter.
• GOD placed JEROME WALTERS IN MY LIFE TO SAVE ME!  I would have been lost, completely decimated,  sacrificed to every form of debauchery for MARTHA JANE WALTERS' perverted pleasure.   She,  my mother , was a PERVERT!  A complete REPROBATE and she knew it,  and was proud of it.   She did put on sheep's clothing.  She was a RAVENOUS WOLF.   She preferred faking "religion".  Jesus on her lips was her ploy to keep you near, to keep you confused.  GOD SAID NO!
• NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER!
• WHAT IS DONE IN THE DARK SHALL SURELY COME TO LIGHT!
• EVERY WALTERS THAT CONTINUES TO HONOR HER INSTEAD OF JEROME WALTERS IS ACCURSED! You will never prosper.  Every things you attempt will come to naught.  She hated you too!   
• Life is a vapor.  GOD did not send us here to stay always.  He did send us here to upift the Kingdom.  Martha's horrid life uplift's the KINGDOM!  You now know clearly that you must personally study GOD'S WORD for yourself.  You know to beware of flattering words, empty promises.  You will know to look carefully at the fruit of those that keep you on your knees, those that keep you confused.