You can walk around here being racist if you want to. You can be a person like my mother, feeling superior and demanding to be worshipped, if you want to. You can lust after some one's hair texture and pigmentation, if you want to.
Go broke, become a whore, buying human hair that you cannot afford. Break in stores stealing human hair. Hair that does not match your physical features, then turn around and march against them for hating you, for mistreating you. For hating You!
You hate your damn self! Getting pregnant for men you don't even know! For impregnating women you would not so much as speak to in the light of day. You cuss out and molest your teachers. You go to school without books, notebooks, pencil or paper and demand free lunch!
No teacher in the public school can teach for you. The best math and science teachers get pelted in the head with spit wads and worse. But you turn right around and blame the school system when you fail to pass the lowest standardized test ever created.
You scream #BLACKLIVESMATTER while I am forced to watch on the same news stream black males robbing black males of their tennis shoes. Get a grip! It is not COLOR! IT IS CHARACTER!
My mother was a black woman and no commoner, foul woman ever lived. She was a horrible person but you better not ever call her black! She hated all black people with a passion and lived to destroy every one, starting with her own eleven children.
You can lie and blame all of your problems on white supremacy if you want to. I know better. I educated myself! Every penny! No one ever gave me anything. I have been on my own since I hit this planet, except for two people. My grandfather and my daughter.
I am not complaining. I am happy. "Christianity" lead me to Christ! "Christianity" forced me to read my Bible.
"Christians" attend "churches", put on a show, not for GOD, but for themselves. "Christians" do not have the love of Christ burning bright in their hearts. You can tell because they do nothing for GOD.
Everything they do in the name of GOD is for them. The titles, the positions, all the money, it is for them personally.
How do I know? GOD told me and He showed me. My mother was a "pastor" an "ordained minister" , served in Simon Temple on Yadkin Road in Fayetteville, North Carolina. Do they care that they had a ravenous wolf in sheep's clothing teaching and preaching in their church for years?
A Ravenous wold in sheep's clothing is a WOLF! A devourer , a savage wild beast. A child predator! A destroyer! A LYING FORNICATING ABOMINATION! A MONGREL! A MONSTROSITY!
No, it is not alright! No, I will not forget it. She bragged that she wasn't repenting for ****! Is that ok? Is that alright with you "Christians"? If so, why? Don't you dare tell me to not speak ill of the dead.
The dead had ample time to repent. She mocked GOD, mocked the "church", MURDERED her OWN daddy. You are a good "Christian" and YOU don't think it is your place to say anything. But you have a lot to say about so called "homosexuals".
I wonder why so many men turn to homosexuality? Has it ever occurred to you that malignant narcissistic women that can not trick or force a man of their choice into marriage will, in fact, feed their small children to sexual predators on purpose?
That is what my mother did and the lying whore kept quiet just to enjoy our awful pain in secret.
GOD said NO!
I will not be pushed around and silenced by men and women just as malignantly narcissistic as my demonic mother. I will not be fooled out of my hard earned money to attend a so called conference of Women of Excellence. The first virtue of a woman of excellence , is she is not a coward. She is not so stuck up that she pretends to be above the fray.
She sees, she hears, first. No one should have to beg a church for prayer. No church ignores a prayer request because to respond would be messy. To respond would require some answers, would require some probing.
Dear LORD thank you for your Divine Order. Thank you for leading me to Christ!
PTL!
I press on ...
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