How long? Not long!

Freedom! My own mother was the most brilliant, cunning, conniving , manipulative cunt, sociopath that ever lived!

Martha Jane Walters loved being evil!  Studied it!  Admired it!  Cultivated, sought, researched, craved evil, any and every form of wrong doing unimaginable.    A legion of demons crammed up, cloistered up,  in an attractive human body.   A wild, savage, primitive, cruel beast,  all the same.

I get up early every bright beautiful morning celebrating her death!    Breathing in GOD's cool crisp clean air, airing my soul, finally.  I am no longer too black!  I am no longer Hagar's child, my mother's nasty footstool.  Praising the LORD for finally taking her (annoyed, perplexed, confused that He took so long).

Martha was always a tenacious imp that refused to recognize that she was ever wrong about anything , that Almighty GOD was supreme.    Martha was NOT going to do that, ever!    She was never going to be caught, punished, shunned, left out, uninvited.    She was going to have the chief seats!  Her name was going to be on "program".   She was going to be the featured celebrity of every occasion (whether you liked it or agreed or not).

Martha,  the tenacious reprobate imp, refused to lose!  She would play crazy, mentally ill, psychotic, confused, impaired, unjustly accused, pre-judged, the victim of lies and jealousy.  She would pretend to go into a trance, rather than answer you.

Poor Martha was an incredibly embarrassing whore.  She had no restraint what so ever!  More than promiscuous, she was a NYMPHOMANIAC !   Born in 1925, her "kind", was unheard  of,  hidden away,  kept secret.   Never to be identified, discussed or solved.   Martha was our burden, our thorn in the flesh .  She was our "right eye offending us".    She was not the pink elephant in the room, she was the monster that we better fear and call "mother" .   And we better call reverently with out a hint of animosity.    We could be fearful, she loved the terror in our  eyes.   She loved for us to drown her in compliments,  of how light her skin was or how "good" her hair was.

  She was born into a Christian family.  Every one in that family loved the LORD, attended church, built churches.   So where did Martha come from?   How was she created?   GOD wants us all to know how easy it is to become a Mathy Jane.    GOD's wants us to know that each and every one of us is just a lie away.    "A lie away", one mistake away, one bad decision away ,  from becoming another Mathy Jane.

Was it her "attack"?   Really, did Martha's rape as a small child cause her to become the low fallen deeply disturbed woman she became?    A flower forced to bloom too soon.   Did that tragic event cause little Martha to turn demon?  to solicit demons?  to hate?  to plot? to destroy?

Poor Martha lived the life of an extremely evil , two year old toddler,  for 87 years!   We learned that we were just "collateral damage".    That Martha's life was the only  life we should ever concern ourselves with.    If Mathy wasn't happy, we were not happy.   And unfortunately Martha was at her absolute happiest , when we were at our worse. when we were the lowest and she the IMP danced on us, on GOD's children!  (Is that how much you secretly hated GOD? )   I can still see her; eyes fire red, hunched over and up to the vilest evil,  seeking "pleasure".

• Smashing puppies between bricks
• Setting people on fire
• Deliberately scalding her toddler son 
• Deliberately branding every child she could
• Rapes!
• Molestations!
• Stabbings, pistol whippings and MURDER!
• Lies and Conjure!

I know for a fact that she never loved anyone, roared with hatred, hated, loved to hate with a vengence for 87 YEARS!  .   While my mother was very intelligent, very attractive, she was unreachable, unteachable.  She was a menace to society.  A destroyer of dreams.  MARTHA JANE WALTERS WAS AN ABOMINATION!

Martha never wanted to win, to succeed at anything.  She just wanted you to give up, to lose, to be her narcissistic supply, someone to look down on.  She demanded that YOU give up everything, bow down, serve and revere her.  In exchange she would deliver phony platitudes.  Call you her "black prince", declare her great love for YOU.

"I ain't studin' the rest of dem ******!  F**** trailer trash! They don't do nutting' fuh me…jest come round here when dey need sump'tin', when dey begging!  Dem sorry **** always got money for barbecues, parties and sech …. nun of'um come heah and cut my grass, help me clean up …**** dey don't even ****** dust.  I know I ain't gon see nar one of um till dey need sump'tin."

Martha would go on and on for hours about how my "father" tricked her and never married her.   How she had been the poor victim of lying whorish men her entire life.  HOG WASH!

Martha Jane Walters was NEVER ANY ONE's VICTIM!  We were the victims!  Martha chose to crucify, mutilate, torture, eviscerate, maim  , render defenseless and helpless, rather than change one tiny infraction about herself.   Martha some how believed that SHE was perfect, could do NO wrong and that GOD and this entire stupid world was the problem, not her.   Poor carnal, sex addicted Martha could not slow down or change.  In Martha's depraved mind, every day , perhaps every hour without sex was torture.  Martha felt she was missing some pleasure, some money.  Every day without robbing, raping, lying, conniving, deliberately leading astray, was a wasted day.

Martha bragged that she was sitting on a "gold mine".   She was hilarious!  At 80 plus, bragging that men were still hitting on her.   That she still had it, how her best friend's young lover was trying to get with her.

DELUSIONAL!  Following that evil serpent satan will guarantee your blindness.  You will squirm out of reality,  screaming foul.  You will always be the victim.

I was watching Steve Wilkos yesterday.  I can not speak to the legitimacy of his show but yesterday was real.  A man was accused of molesting his girlfriend's two year old daughter.  He failed the Lie Detector Test miserably.  The woman went ballistic,  genuinely.

My evil stank mother would have had to lie.  I did remind her of how the exact same thing happened to me.   Martha laughed,  as I , a five year old,  had sense enough to run for my life.  Scarred for  life , GOD saved my life. ( Is that why you made sure I was good and drunk before you two buzzards attempted your evil again ?)

I guess you thought eight was a good age, because that was the same age you were destroyed.  Good news, I wasn't destroyed.  I was made better.  Praise the LORD!

Silent no more! Victim no more! Down with all tyrants!  BOW DOWN sATAN!