I Will Not Be Silenced!

"...Go ye, and tell that fox, behold, I cast out devils, and do cures today and tomorrow, and the third day I shall be perfected." Luke 13:32

Monday, July 13, 2015

"He keeps a ram in the bushes."

"For such a time as this."; I was created.  I am a "These are They".  I came out of great tribulation.  Mysterious pain, excessive suffering, for no earthy reason.  Some sick monstrous sadistic slut that hated, just hated, got a hold to us, held us captive as long as she could.  A low common foul woman rank with hatred because she refused to DENY the vile lust and perverted spirit in herself.  She knew it was there, recognized it in herself early.  Martha wanted it, so she kept it.

The sheer fear in the eyes of small innocent children and the infirm elderly was a sick pleasure Mathy Jane could not deny herself.  If you suffered, you suffered! BUT, YOU BETTER NOT TELL!

We were designated to suffer in silence.  She was the most important.  After all she was the "RIGHT COLOR",  she had "GOOD hair" .    ALL ABOMINABLE LIES AND IGNORANCE DIRECTLY FROM sATAN!

There was only one way to rid ourselves of the clamorous filthy demon filled woman we were forced to call MOTHER!   KILL HER!    Straight way MURDER  the bitch and pray for GOD to forgive you.  It never occurred to me to kill her.  I did plot the murder of her perverted husband when I was 14.  I never thought of killing her.  Granddaddy taught us to be kind to her, to pet her, to humor her, to be silent when she was out of control.

He was right.   He took  a bullet in the heart when he was 84 years old, but he was right.    The world needs to know that the Bible is right, Jesus Christ is right.  

My life clearly demonstrates the value of keeping the faith, blindly trusting and following GOD.

Mathy Jane Walters was one RAVENOUS WOLF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING!  She sure got up in the "church".  That old clever slut did tell me, cautioned me, WARNED ME TO NEVER READ THE BOOK OF REVELATION!

Praise the LORD!

I press on    ...

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