Fifty years in the making ...

Yes, evil doer you will pay, you will reap.  One thing the old evil doer finds impossible to comprehend; GOD's Time, His Time table.

Simple imps like my mother view "delay" as proof of their demonic "gifts".  GOD sees a fool, a repugnant reprobate. Yes, my mother suffered with the worse possible Jezebel jealousy possible.

She did suffer from extreme low self esteem because she deserved too.

I was in the sixth grade, attending Newbold Traing School, thriving . "Mother" turned the second bedroom in our quaint Fayetteville State Teachers College cottage  into a den of iniquity. It was a small room  off the kitchen , in the back of the house. There was a hall door that could be closed.

If you dared to open that door after midnight on any given night you were sure to enter into hell, you would enter into a world of no return. It was a world of extreme fornication, group sex, pedophilia and incest.

Martha put her elderly father in the huge living room, the boys in the hallway and my older brother remained in the "sin den". This room was where Martha brought her secret lovers. Young soldiers she picked up nightly from Vick's Drive In.

We all knew what Martha was doing.  We all knew her pornography was so prolific, piled so high it held up her bed. I remember it well. It was the foulest, the filthiest, pure carne! All women, all wet cunts.

Fifty years in the making, over fifty years in the making. GOD told me to know my truth. My Truth; my mother was a vile sadistic incestious nymphomaniac pedophile MURDERER,  that preached.

Jesus warned us. "Ravenous wolves in sheep's clothing..."

When a woman falls low enough to haunt graves seeking power in order to satisfy her disgusting carnal proclivities,  we do have to wait for that abomination to finally exit the planet.

Do know Martha Jane Walters is the wave of the future. She is the new woman.  Read my blog and weep.

"Jesus weap."

I weap tears of Joy! I am praising the LORD! Only the LORD GOD Almighty could save me. save my family , from such a creature.

Dear LORD, thank you for II Thessalonians !