"Some people ain't got sense enough to come in out the rain! How you gon' be a preacher and miss GAWD your own'sef?" "Lying and denying, being stupid. Some dumb asses are just stuck on stupid! Why in the hell would GAWD have a preference for any color …when He the one that made all the colors? ….ain't nobody that stupid!"
My own mother wasn't that stupid. She deliberately played stupid in order to live and die a PERVERT! The woman was nasty! DIRTY FLO' (FLOOR), GUT BUCKET STANKING CHITTLIN' NASTY!
You men talking about you want a freak in the sheets. Well, with that "freaktum" you demand you are going to get a THOT! And if she is smart like my mother the old whore will outlive every damn body she vexes. Never suffer with so much as a headache!
I must have over fifty relatives that died early with cancer, a heart attack, car accident, some serious tragedy. Not Mathy! Not one broken bone, no hemorrhage, no stroke, not even a fall. This heifer enjoyed good health for eighty-seven years! Never had one sleepless night in her entire life!
alcohol croons John Lee Hooker. Well, my doctor put me on Prozac! Praise the LORD!
Some body better tell these people, the world, that some people are pure demons. No, not demon possessed , pure demons planted on this earth, entrenched in good families. Women so wicked, so cunning, they are beyond human belief. They are too horrible to be seen, to be recognized. And they are too brilliant in their corrupt criminal minds to be held accountable.
was the title of my former pastor's message. It was a great sermon. It certainly motivated me. Did he genuinely care about my personal condition? I am sure he did as much as one human being can care about another.
Truthfully, how many people can genuinely care about my "condition", my present predicament? There are nearly eight billion people on this planet. All of us are rocking in the same old boat. "Blind and won't see."
How do you explain sixty-four years of sheer trauma? How do you explain it took you decades to fathom your "mother's" true despicable evil , though you experienced it's awful effects every day of your life?
Was I that needy? That stupid? No. I had to endure to the end.
How do you rationalize what was certainly hatred and an never ending desire for torturous revenge from a intractable ABOMINATION?
(Dumb bitch I didn't flunk you out of college! I am not the one that got you pregnant repeatedly without privilege of a husband? I was never stupid enough to believe my looks and charm would garner me any thing! I was certainly not common enough to break every rule and boundary regarding common decency either! How dare you dish it and refuse to take it! I did not invent, create or conceive of Karma or justice! ) GOD does not operate on your exchange system. You exchanged slight good treatment for your sick carnal desires. You exchanged phony "clowny" preaching for MURDERING your own father, then hated ME for You being You! No Martha you were never that delusion. Nor were you as ignorant and primitive as you pretended. It was that false preaching that did you in. Dragging me to church. No, that was not a good move on your part. The Bible is True! GOD is real !)
Was it easier for Martha to live an extraordinarily long life as a treacherous, MURDEROUS, Reprobate than to ever look in the mirror? To ever acknowledge the possibility that she was ever wrong about anything?
At sixty-four and a half I am still amazed at the speed of Martha's sickest, demonic acts. Martha could strip you naked, tie and bind you in a millisecond! Martha could jump on you, bludgeon, assault you before you knew it was time to run. Explosive! Was it the beast? Did my mother have a sick devourer living inside her?
While satan certainly has explosive power, so does GOD! It is called Dunimous (sp) Dynamite! We have explosive, dynamite Jesus Power to dance on the head of any serpent or viper. Just hurry and recognize when you have one in your family , in your life and if that creature is in fact your own "mother" you are going to have to get baptized! Seek GOD's face just as soon as you can.
I am not fooled. My "mother" was never that dumb. She was that wicked. Mentally ill? I am not so sure. We, all six surviving "children", are mentally ill. Severely handicapped. The world may label our condition bi-polar or PTSD. It's just the effects of a sick whorish "mother" that not one of us had the decency or courage to just kill, to just put out of her misery.
Cool! The bitch is finally dead! Praise the LORD!
Any one still dumb enough to think GOD commanded us to not cuss, to never use foul language is an idiot and deserves to suffer.
What is worse, saying shit or having a nasty common "mother" that is lower than whale dung , that insists on ruining every life she touches on purpose, then laughs at your weakness, taunts you for being dumb enough to let her do it over and over?
The scripture describes such women as vexation of the soul. I would rather be lonely. I would rather live in a hole in the ground. YOU CAN NOT SAVE A MALIGNANT NARCISSIST! THERE IS NO CURE! RUN!!!
There is only one way Martha Jane Walters could have ever garnered any pleasure from the long repugnant life she lived, WITCHCRAFT! GET THEE BEHIND ME sATAN! "Resist the devil and he will flee."
I know for a fact my "mother" was heavily immersed in WITCHCRAFT and preached falsely.
Sure my ignorant "mother" cursed me, put "roots" on me, tried everything in her power to destroy me and everyone she knew for eighty-seven years. Dumb ass!
It didn't work. I WAS NOT DESTROYED! I WAS MADE BETTER!
the rudest, most hostile people are also the most sensitive? My "mother" did not so much as permit us the "side eye". She could do anything (and did) and we better not so much as sigh or frown. She on the other hand was common and uncaring enough to leave her little toddler children home alone for days.
Some thing was wrong with Martha, she was "wired" wrong. She was truly incapable of empathy, sympathy, or interest. Martha Jane Walters had no interest in any other human being or thing other than herself. I think the term is myopic . She could only see or care about herself. No one on this earth or in Heaven mattered to Martha other than herself.
She thought she loved herself. She didn't. She hated herself and did honestly see and define herself as human garbage because (she should have) she was.
Martha was just greedy, a greedy hoarder. Don't feel sorry for her. GOD gave her time and space. She had the intelligence, just not the inclination. If you have sense enough to hide something, you have the ability, the "free will" to not do it. Worse, Martha was a pure sadist! She was SADISTIC!
Instead of lying to children telling them lies and myths about Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, teach them about predators! Teach them how to avoid and protect themselves from "caregivers" like my "mother'.
Churches, pastors, stop perpetuating myths about mothers. Every mother is not a good mother. My "mother" had the audacity to love Mother's Day, to demand extravagant gifts while turning Jehovah Witness on your day. My "mother" never had any money on my birthday. Not for sixty-two years. Died and didn't leave me shit!
(Good enough! Just Go!)
"We the family" should have enough "sense" to save ourselves. If we can't do so as a "family" we are obligated to do so personally, independently.
Martha was a beast. She knew better.
Dear LORD continue to strengthen me as I grow closer to finally recognizing the truth I refused to see for so long, I could not face it. It was too dreadful.
I guess I just wanted a mother so desperately. It seems I was willing to take some serious abuse. Thank you for delivering me LORD.
DELIVER US! Deliver every tortured soul from such creatures.
Nothing made the demon spirit that resided in the flesh of Martha Jane Walters rage more than GOD and my grandfather constantly interfering in my life, saving me from the imminent danger that lay behind every one of Martha's jealous plots.
"You can't love GOD for real dumb ass! That is just something you say, a role you play in order to get your way. Look at me, common as the world is old! Just as closeted, secreted, ... a pure demon from the lowest bowels of hell! The dummies of this world never caught me. Well, they caught me, suspected me, they were just too dumb to catch me in the act of my most deplorable acts and too terrorized to say a mumbling word when they did. When caught, when really caught, I cut the fool so I terrorized myself. LOL! I ain't "studdin'" gawd and nuttin' in that bible! …Idiots! Mental midgets! You want sump'in' …git it fuh yo'sef! Lie! Steal! Kill! Do what ever you have to do to serve me! No! I got here first! I'M NUMBER ONE!!! I'm the oldest and the LIGHTEST! I HAVE GOOD HAIR! You dumb black niggers bow down and serve me! I am going to serve the good white folks of this world. I am a coon. I am cursed. I am a low whore. I am nothing. I have been rendered unable, incapable of love. I don't want to love. I want to hate. I don't care if people do not love me, just so they fear me. The look of horrifying terror in the eyes of the innocent is my carnal supply. I poured hot boiling coffee on that black thang called my son when he was a baby. I pushed that boy' s pretty face into the stove (or did she throw lye on him?) I burned, I maimed , I LIED. I STOLE, I MURDERED and not one of those so called Christians could stop me! My church didn't even pray for me …that's how far they are from GOD. I can not and will not love these six sorry niggers GOD dumped on me. Every man I ever had left me. Sorry niggers cuddin' take a little pistol whipping. Cuddin' take my 'hoeing around with strange men, young children and kin. Cuddin' take a luddle root working. (Wimps) I know every one is shocked. Ain't nobody mo' shocked than that lame ass goody two-shoes daughter of mine. She thought I really loved her granddaddy, loved her, loved them. (Dumb asses) The dummy thought I loved her. I hated that stanking nasty cunt befo' she was born. Yes, I did eva'thang I could to destroy her in secret. She lack-tuh not never caught on. She wudden' either if dat "boy" had'nah come back "home". Damn interfering ass gawd, always in my bizness. Pride go befo' a fall my ass! I lived eighty-seven years pretending to love gawd …ain't nobody caught me. I'm in the ground now. I wundder if dey got sense enough to rebuke me yet?"
We will all understand it better by and by.
Sitting here in my cozy apartment watching the beautiful sun rise, praising the LORD. Humbled. Swooning, praising (His) Amazing Grace.
I lost my iPhone yesterday. I searched every where, grew frantic. Why hadn't I activated that app that would enable me to find it? (too sorry) Why did I get rid of my land line? (too cheap)
The longer I searched, the more frantic I became. No phone. What was I going to do? I only know one phone number, my daughter's. I started to feel dumb again, pathetic again, worthless again. That phone was expensive. It wasn't locked.
"Go back where you came from … retrace your steps and you will find your phone." I listened, went back down the stairs, looked around the front of my complex. No phone. Dejected I lamented "woe is me … defeated again."
Tried to curl up in a ball again. I heard her voice again;"You ain't SHIIITTTTTTT!!! You black as taaarrrrrrrrr! " Followed by her hideous laugh. "I'm an OOORDAINED MINISTER! I got away! You idiots didn't catch me! I fooled you! I fooled all of you! I stole my daddy's mantel, preached falsely and you idiots were too dumb and too weak to stop me! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! "
"GO BACK! Retrace carefully!" again I listened, heeded, FOUND MY PHONE! PRAISE THE LORD!
It was in 1997 that GOD sent me back into the clutches of the greatest secret viper that ever lived. A woman so insane, so disturbed she MURDERED HER OWN FATHER!
Dear LORD when I recall the things that abomination made me witness and hold in terrorizing secrecy, I cringe, curl up in a fetal ball, shaking and crying. Then GOD touches my heart with a finger of love and reminds me; "Relax baby, I got this!"
To GOD be the Glory!
What had I done!? Talk about shocked into reality! Some children are born with a silver spoon in their mouth. I hate to admit what my "mother" probably put in my mouth.
"Time changes all things!" Mental illness is a disease. It should be recognized and treated as such. To mis-quote Chris Tucker; "People are crazy these days!"
My mother was mentally ill. True, she was demonic, etc. But I do think the mental illness came first. We should not be made to feel ashamed for seeking mental health, a remedy for our "madness". Nor should we fear taking medication for our anxiety. Particularly in light of 2 Timothy 3. Men and women have become lovers of themselves. They have no empathy. They can not care for another human being.
My mother's selfishness and greed must be documented so the next victim can take cues from me and "get gone" early. No, the sad truth is there is no cure for these imps. They do count themselves gods. They do use their power, prestige, position and wealth to bully. When they can't bully psychologically they will resort to physical assault. They will maim you, leave you with a horrible scar to remind you ('Less you ever dare forget. Unless you ever dare to stand up to them again in your pitiful life.)
My mother made sure all of us got some kind of brand or burn "accidentally on purpose". She would beat a baby savagely for crying or messing his diaper. I notice she was always cunning enough to do her dirt away from prying or caring eyes. Catch her and say something, you would rue the day!
Be careful of women always declaring their love for their children. Look deep into the eyes of those silent children.
I do not have time to waste on consenting adults. We all have to work out our own soul salvation. But what my "mother" did to her own family for eighty-seven years does not have to be tolerated. It should have never been tolerated other than to demonstrate 2 Thessalonians in the flesh.
You can't mock GOD! Martha knew that. She was that wicked and that selfish. She was that carnal, sneaky and lying. Why she could never catch on to righteousness was her choice.
The fact is, any and all that miss Christ Jesus as their Savior are not pre-destined. They don't want it. "Just taste and see!"
Martha had to come here and do what she did so that many can see clearly for themselves how good GOD is!
If there was ever a man that believed in predestination , it was my grandfather.
"If it ain't in you …it ain't in you. You come heah (here) tuh do whut you gon' do. You can't clean up the stream until you clean up that fountainhead. You got to go to the source, the beginning. The world ain't gone git no better 'til some of these old heads die off. Chullun ain't born hating. It is taught in'um. Put in'um."
My grandfather, Jerome Walters was a very wise man. More than wise, he was kind. He was full of love , love he freely shared with every one. He was genuine. He was frank. He was self educated and a ravenous reader. Because we are human and caught up in this human drama we inherited Martha, his daughter. By today's standards Martha Jane Walters would be labeled a THOT (That Hoe Out There)
My "mother" was one of the sickest, most emotionally disturbed demon possessed human beings that ever lived. She was a horror! Something so horrible, so repugnant and abominable she had to die in order to be recognized. Yes I did fall for her religious saved, sanctified, filled with the Holy Ghost act and I was one of her chief victims!
What does that prove? It proves my "mother" was a brilliant actress. She put Lena Horne to shame. She was a great writer, just so despicably evil she could never concentrate on her own gifts. Martha was always too busy deliberately attempting to destroy the lives of her entire family to do any self improvement or reflection. Martha was perfect. The entire world was wrong. Martha never grew or changed because she suffered secretly with deep shame for the horrible human being she allowed herself to become. Which made her do more dastardly things. Martha was caught in a loop, satan's web of lying and deceit and refused repentance.
Martha was PROMISCUOUS! A savage violent ignorant confused bi-sexual promiscuous immoral pathological liar that practiced witchcraft is not what you want in a caregiver. "BUT GOD!"
PRAISE THE LIVING GOD!!!!!!!!! Thank You Jesus! You saved me!
"In the Still of the Night" was one of my favorite lullabies. My bed was a cheap cot thrown over in the corner of the room. The mattress had to be every inch of one inch thick. I didn't care. I shared this room with many relatives. My grandfather occupied this space with me far more than many.
I had a cheap portable radio-record player combination. I kept it tuned to WIDU or Cassy Casum out of Nashville. I kept it low, never turned it off. Little did I know how healing that music truly was.
Granddaddy would live with us periodically but I don't think he ever wanted to. The only time granddaddy would consent to live with us, to so much as spend the night, was when he was gravely ill. He was very independent and preferred his own farm.
Granddaddy's farm was Awesome! Vineyards, fruit trees, pecan trees, …just a virtual paradise. About as close to the Garden of Eden imaginable for a mere human being. The house was huge, rambling. It had electricity, no plumbing. Granddaddy's "Out House" was a two seater. I never understood that. Perhaps it was for emergencies. It really took an emergency for me to ever go in there.
First of all, it "stunk" like shit! It should have. It was a "Shit house". An out house is simply an outdoor privy. Granddaddy did dig an extremely deep hole. As a child I did peer down there. I did watch granddaddy throw lime on the fecal matter growing, climbing to the top.
I did use it when I got older. When I became of age, too old for the woods. I remember always reading the Sear and Roebuck Catalogs that lined the bench where the two holes were cut out. I took care of my business as I gazed through the "wish book". I marveled at every page.
Granddaddy taught me how to soften the torn pages to make the softest toilet paper possible. I did.
My poor ignorant "mother" was ashamed of the fact that her father did not have a flushing toilet. The saddest fact is, he could have had one. Perhaps if he did not have to shell out money to her every month like clockwork. He could have put in a toilet. It just didn't interest him. He had the money but he wasn't stressing.
How many of us stress over the wrong things? How many people want to look a certain way? So many people are purely phony, hypocritical. Worse, so many people are dumb. Easily duped. TWO CORINTHIANS Trump has a tantrum, refuses to debate. How many people can see through this clown? "Make America great again!"? When did we lose our greatness? If we are such a loser country why are people "pouring in over our borders"?
Can a billionaire buy the Presidency of the United States? Will true good citizens of this country allow such to happen? Do most people really believe in color ranking? My "mother" hollered color for eighty-seven years, she never believed it. It was a convenient excuse, a ruse, a distractor.
Martha needed something to make her feel good. She was hopelessly common and immoral. She was secretly ashamed. It is a good thing she had to be so sneaky and clandestine in her attempts.
When all you have is your color, when you have to rely on color privilege , or "white privilege" to have your way, you are already lost.
First of all it is not a "Debate". It is a lying contest.
Just how low is America? Is it America or Amerikkka? If you are still measuring and ranking people by the color of their skin you live in Amerikkka.
I am girding up my loins. I am healing. Martha Jane Walters, not only did you gut me like a fish, you were the evil wicked demon that infiltrated the Walters family, the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church and you knew better.
Where is GOD!? Over here, making crooked ways straight! Snatching cloaks and blinders off! Blessing (His) anointed!
your ability to commit, witness, inflict or enjoy sick demonic acts does not mean you are superior. It is an indication of how lost and intractable you are. I have the right to rebuke you, reject you, shun you. You do not own me. I am not your property! Sure, you birthed me. But I am not yours. I belong to the LORD Jesus Christ.
You are not GOD, a god or even godlike. Did you want to die? Were you living riotously, dangerously and wickedly because you wanted to die? Was dying easier than changing? Did you want to change? How did you end up ignorant enough to practice WITCHCRAFT? Was that some manifestation of left over "slave mentality"? Or was it just wickedness? Human wickedness?
You chose to curse GOD and die. WRONG! Shame on you. Didn't you ever listen to one of your own sermons?
Maybe, just maybe, you whispered , "Forgive me LORD, I repent of my sins." before you expired .
Dear LORD in Heaven thank you for my many awesome blessings. Thank you for your tender mercies, my grandfather and my daughter!
on "my journey home", trust No One! Put all your trust in the LORD Jesus Christ! "Lean not to your own understanding."
Extreme, irrational jealousy is real. "Commonness" is real. Some men and women do not have the morals of a cat. Not as good as a cat. A mother cat will nurture her kittens, groom and teach them well. But one day she walks away.
I would have preferred that my "mother" walk away. Not remain entrenched in my life secretly plotting and hating. No, she was afflicted by some extremely evil spirit that kept her in our lives clandestinely vexing while playing "Mother of the Year", "Mother of the Church". That is where Martha went very wrong. While hiding behind deliberate scripture she picked out and threw at us, she practiced WITCHCRAFT!
'BE YE HOT OR COLD!" or get spewed!
That was her choice. Yes, we knew. Every one knew. More than we knew she did it, in fact practiced it, we feared it, feared her. No one could stop her. She was too fierce, too evil, and much too successful!
How many witches, soothe sayers, "root doctors" have their own theme song? How many children have been witnesses to such satanic activity, at midnight in a secluded graveyard?
"For such a time as this." (Thank you Jesus!) While we are all on our own road, we are all traveling our private path, we learn. Rather, we should learn. If you are full of false pride you will not learn. If you are a sadistic bully, you will not win. If you harm children deliberately you will never win!
I can not erase GOD's Gospel. You knew better. Someone called you a whore. You stabbed her! What good did that do? You were still a whore. Yes, we learned to never call you a whore. Yes, we thought it. No, we didn't dare say it. You had a choice. We all have a choice. You can lie, steal, hate and kill or you can love the LORD. You can love (Him) for real and live right or you can pretend.
You can fool yourself. Be foul, be filthy in secret. Lie and deny. Dig pits for GOD's anointed. Con GOD. Go ahead. Con (Him). Please. Con The LORD Jesus Christ. Play thick. Never humble yourself. Pretend that you don't know any better. If you have sense enough to hide it, you have sense enough to not do it.
You can not deny it. You can not hide it. When GOD brings you out, (He) brings you out!
Dear LORD thank you for Your tender mercies, Your Truth, Your Divine Order.
I was just reflecting on the stubbornness of my "mother" , of how she secretly relished vexing, confusing and torturing us because she delighted in being a closet sadist.
Was my "mother" mad, angry, because she was a common whore, could not say no, could not close her legs to anyone? Did she blame us for her lack of discipline?
I am not a liar, so I do not know what is in the mind of a liar. For the life of me I can not understand women like Martha. All I know is , there are far too many of them. I do understand why so many people fear them. They are vicious SAVAGE IMPS!
My mother was a fool. Punishing me, punishing every one that tried to help her, every one that admonished her for her extremely low morals. Martha's reaction was always extreme denial, followed by extreme acts of hatred.
I have to laugh. Martha hated every one that caught her hating and plotting on them. She was the foul one, the evil one. Yet, we had to suffer double if we caught her. Talk about a no win, can never win , volunteer to suffer, just give your life to a "stanking" whore that is too dumb to appreciate your sacrifice or want your love.
(Dear LORD thank you for not permitting me to become a sadist like my mother.)
For an entire hot summer my brothers were forced to labor , carried "tons" of asphalt from one side of the yard to the other FOR NO *&^%$#@! REASON!!! Martha roared, cursed, lied, played crazy, knowing full well she was secretly enjoying TORTURING MY BROTHERS , just because she could. They loved her, trusted her and they had no fathers.
The feet of a reprobate are swift to run to mischief. The secret reprobate my wear the Church out on Sunday, beat and bludgeon her own family into oblivion for eighty-seven years. Don't cheer. The evil one can not win. Can not steal the mantle of GOD's anointed.
You can't judge me. You can not define me. You are the WHORE! Whore! You can't write a script for me then attempt to mangle and discombobulate me because I refuse the sorry role you assign me. "Lot lizard"! BITCH! You needed me to turn out to be a lot lizzard just so your sorry ass could feel better about yourself.
Why didn't you try self improvement? Why didn't you become the person you pretended to be? Why couldn't you stop the pathological lying?
While surviving you was painful, it was do-able. I did it. I am stronger. I am blessed. I must share. I must save others. Jesus warned us , we must heed. We must be doers of the Word, not hearers only.
One thing that infuriated my mother was her inability to manipulate me. Sure, she was able to deceive and manipulate me most of the time , most of my life. But there were times when GOD stepped in, intervened and blocked her insane madness.
Martha was nasty. She was a nasty woman. No, not all the time. Most of the time, yes. Something was wrong with Martha, she could not love and she could not tell the truth. Her insane jealousy was childish, ridiculous and so unnecessary.
She was a savage, a brute. She was "no'mannus" (no mannered). I did feel so sorry for her. I should not have. She never had any compassion for me or anyone. Martha was a SADIST!
Praise GOD Almighty. It was so horrific, so excruciatingly painful we could not see it. We put blinders on, played dumb. We can all come out of the closet now. Martha lived in a closet. She was not a good person. She was the opposite of good. I admit it.
"Know ye the truth and be set free."
Free falling!
No, it is not a gift, it is a curse. It is a talent I am not sure I want. I can read auras. Not all auras, just the ones the Holy Spirit wants me to see.
Yes, GOD leads, (He) guides, (He) stands beside me. No, I am not ashamed but I am still pretty angry. Neither one of those buzzards were really ever that ignorant. They were that wicked, carnal, sadistic, envious, and immoral. They were both common as bat shit! Both ravenous wolves.
Both vipers dumb enough to pretend to believe they could hide their demonic behavior behind phony worship. Punctuating every sentence with LORD! LORD! as a ploy , as a ruse, in order to volunteer to be satan's lowest maggots. (How could they look in the mirror? How could they sleep? Creeps! Human creeps!)
"All sin is the same … ain't no one sin worse than the other." ; is a damn lie from satan's mouth to your ear. Nasty adults that sexually assault small children should be exposed, punished and shunned. Jesus told us to shun evil. In the event such a creature becomes a preacher, DO NOT FEAR HER! She should not be feared. She should not be tolerated, EVER!
Any adult human being doing such to any child , for any reason, should never be excused or hidden. Some how my "mother" lied, manipulated and intimidated us into believing we were wrong. We were wrong, for knowing, for complaining, for our weak inability to take her never ending abuse for 40, 50, 60, 70 years without whining. Our pitifulness infuriated Martha.
I am not sorry. I can NOT do it! I can not be Martha's fool. I will not go to hell for her. If I go it will be due to my own ignorance, my own sins, my own lack of understanding. Not for the likes of that imp!
Disobey GOD if you want to. Love the likes of Martha Jane Walters if you want to. Hold her up to GOD as something decent, something to be honored, if you want to.
Every word in that Book is true. GOD is having (His) Way! IT IS ALL IN DIVINE ORDER!
Wait jest a dadgum minute heah! I 'believe you done crossed ova' from ignut tuh fucking shit house rat crazy! Crasy as a white mouf' mule crazy! *****! You beyond ignut! Way pass evil! Shit satan hizsef don't want shit tuh do wid ya'! Biiiiiiiiitttcccchhhhhhhhhhh whut duh fuck happened? Cudden' you stop it? Cudden you git no hep? …Shit why didn't you jest kill yo'fucking self? What wuz all dat church going fuh? Eight! TEN, TWELVE HOURS EVERY MUTHAFUCKING SUNDAY JUST SO YO' WHOISH ASS CUD LOOK GOOD! Biiiiiiiiitttcccchhhhhh! You bedda be glad yo' ded ass is ded! Shaking my Head! … Stay off'fa graves! Don't get mad wid me cause you reapin'. I ain''t gon' lie fuh you! You MURDERED MY GRANDDADDY and I ain't been right since! Worse you two buzzards KNEW BETTER! Both of you blaming each other wid your carnal asses. You my mama! My innocence was your responsibility ! Not something for you to sell or exploit. While you thought you hated me, hated GOD, you really hated yourself. You hated yourself for being a spineless liar. You hated being corrupt and envious. Martha Jane Walters you hated who you were, what you allowed yourself to become. That explains the constant change. All the drama, constant chaos. Raising pure hell for twenty, thirty, forty hours in a row. Cudden' nobody rest. Cudden' nobody find no peace 'til yo'' psychotic ass wuz satisfied. AND BITCH YOU WUDDEN NEVAH SATISFIED! Nothing made you happy. No one that lives for and serves satan secretly will ever be happy. But yo' dumb ass didn't even-sef know what you wanted. You always wanted what sum body else had. You never wanted or appreciated anything you had. Maybe it was because you rarely earned anything. You were a thief! If you saw something you wanted, why wait, why earn when you can steal or whore for it ? Dumb biiiiiiiiittttttccccccccchhhhhhhhhh! All that blaming and psychotic rage. you made us absorb because your cowardly sadistic ass refused to tell the truth EVA' about ANYTHANG! All those many personalities … a Preacher and a Root Worker! Did you ever read the book of James? Didn't you know that you could not be double minded? The pathological lying, the living in denial. The shame , the pride, the preaching falsely. No wonder you hated everyone. You knew better . I reminded you often. I forgave you and you refused to forgive me, knowing full well I never did you any wrong. Mathy, all dem' hours you put into studdin' mischief …what if you had used some of that brilliance, that intelligence fuh Kingdom building instead of destroying? Whut if you had prayed to love instead of seeking voodoo and conjure to enable you to hate and punish secretly ? Who is you anyway? Hi you gon' go around punishing eva'body lack you GAWD hizsef and you ain't nevah paid fuh one damn thang you eva did? Yea, you a fool. Lived lak a fool, died a damn fool. Ni, ROT!!!!!!!!! That's pride. "Pride goeth before a fall." Don't worry. It is all in divine Order! GOD Got This! PRAISE THE LORD!
because of evildoers. Be not envious of the workers of iniquity for soon they will be cut down as the grass and whither as the green herb."
All imps are evil bullies. My "mother" was the chief. I do feel so sorry for her, a grown woman so childish, immature and corrupt she plagued in secret for far too long.
Demon possession is real. I saw it up close and personal. I know it for myself.
Don't do it. "Wait on the LORD." Please do not suppose you know anything. Do not compliment yourself and declare yourself wise because you are able to manipulate easily, smoothly.
"Look well to your going, your coming in , your going out." For what ever reason my "mother" decided to be a predator and never varied, never changed. What made Martha feel entitled to commit rape, vicious assaults, to plot and rob wearing clerical robes, gold crucifixes dangling from her neck?
Delusional. A delusional person believes their own lies and make every life they touch miserable. The malignant sadistic narcissist like my "mother" lives and breathes for one purpose, your utter destruction. Fallen, hard headed , whorish , willful women like my "mother" demand to punish the entire world for their mistakes, for "disrespecting" her, for disregarding her. For refusing to swallow her line o crap hook line and sinker. I'm laughing now, it wasn't so funny then. My "mother" did demand that we not think back. She was such a cruel deranged demon possessed ogre she demanded that we never think for ourselves. Never see her for the repugnant beast she was.
Did she think she would get away forever? No. Mathy just wanted to get her scummy unwashed self in the grave. When you deliberately and consciously live a life so despicable that you cannot muster the courage for self examination, when all you can do is blame others for the misery you love causing, GOD help. "Come Jesus, somebody needs you." We need you LORD.
Martha deliberately scalding brother with that pot of boiling hot coffee should have been the last straw. On that day Jerome Walters should have had Martha arrested and incarcerated for the rest of her life. I fully understand why he did not or could not. Loud cussing, cursing and swearing to Almighty GOD her lying innocence was sure to follow. It was far too painful. Martha would always pull a gun, threaten your life or all lives until you let up and just let her have her way. Martha put on such a show when cornered for any misdeed you would rather not go through the humiliation. Just go along with the ruse. Let her kiss up on you, wind her hot body around you like a snake. Listen to her serenade you with the sweetest compliments. Let Mathy Jane make you think you were walking on air.
TWO CORINTHIANS Trump is an evil ignorant bully cut out of the same selfish , envious, pompous mentality as my "mother". Falsely believing GOD is flattered by their disingenuous praise.
I do shun the Tea Party and all such so called evangelical groups. I am appalled by the gross ignorance of this Republican party. The crowd cheered when Sarah (Too sexy) Palin blamed President Obama for her son's PTSD. A condition she claimed he acquired while defending his country in Iraq.
#1 - The President is the chief executive. He is elected to ENFORCE THE LAW. The function of the Judicial branch, (Congress) is to pass the laws. Both our Houses of government are controlled by REPUBLICANS! If you have a legitimate beef concerning the way our veterans are being treated , why can't you address the real obstructionists ? Just how did this country get in a war with Iraq in the first place? "There is none so blind as he who refuses to see." #2 - Unfortunately many people attempt to hide their true nature behind a label. Claiming you are a Conservative and pretending to be perfect is not the solution. Vilifying every person that dares to disagree with you is not the solution. You can not ram a phony religious doctrine you do not follow yourself on anyone. My poor 'mother" was a closet lesbian. She was a dishonest lying hypocritical greedy whore that tried every thing in her power to destroy me for sixty-two years. Fortunately for me she had to do it clandestinely, covertly, under cover. It backfired! Her deliberate degradation, and humiliation of my tiny innocent soul did not produce the monster she tried so desperately to create. GOD SAID NO! My own "mother" was one of the greatest whores of the greatest magnitude and hid it successfully behind a license to preach from the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church, one Simon Temple on Yadkin Road in Fayetteville, North Carolina. So quoting scripture does not impress me in the least. #3- Fret not! GOD got this! PRAISE THE LORD!
Repent of your sins! Be made whole. Humble yourself. Stop lying! Stop pretending. Own your mistakes, accept your punishment . I find it ironic that my "mother" turned out to be one of the greatest cowards that every lived.
She lived to punish. We were the most beaten, bludgeoned children on earth. She would force us to cut our own switches to beat each other with . My mother was fond of group beatings. "You black ******* go cut a switch for duh'ughdun! (for the other one) " That was always a trick, a ploy. She would beat you with what ever you brought back. I remember breaking little twigs and my brother would brake off a tree limb. Of course she beat him savagely with that tree limb and he always blamed me.
(Lesson learned, don't expect compassion if you are unwilling to show compassion.)
For most of my life I mistakenly blamed the legacy of slavery for my mother's savage violent nature. I was wrong. It was satan, pure evil. She deserved it. She was a grave robber. Search the Bible no is considered lower. No practice is viewed with so much scorn . Be that despicable if you want to. Be lawless! Be an ABOMINATION! I will not defend you. I will not lie for you . Especially after I finally accepted the fact you NEVER loved me. You always hated me with a passion. You were an anti-intellectual . You were undisciplined, semi-illiterate and WICKED!
Yes, you were a brilliant actress. Yes, you were a great practitioner of WITCHCRAFT but you were never winning. You were predicted. GOD warned us you were coming. You had to do what you did. While you were assaulting, bludgeoning, scalding, burning, pistol whipping , molesting, raping, lying and MURDERING . While you were pretending to love the GOD you hated with a deep secret passion , GOD was watching, using and preparing.
Never be ashamed children. GOD maketh not ashamed. I am not ashamed that I was born into the clutches of a deeply disturbed woman. GOD kept me!
I did foolishly believe she would repent and apologize in the end. I was foolish enough to believe her lying sermons. I knew her fruit, was her chief victim and I was fooled until she cursed me like a dog for simply inquiring gently about my rape.
The veil came off then Martha. I did nothing wrong. You were wrong. Why should I bear your scars? Why were you ever dumb enough to see me as a sexual rival? Why were you ever depraved enough to use my little infant body as a sex toy?
It was not for sexual pleasure as you told your partners. It was for "power". Bitch you are the dumbest whore that ever lived! Some one told your dumb ass, you two dumb ass illiterate coons, that taking the virginity of small children would give you demonic power. You fell for it. Did it and lived by that abominable lie for eighty-seven years.
You refused me the slightest apology. Scoffed, felt insulted that I had the nerve to say anything to you. Yes, you really felt your light skin made you better. Or did you? Were you ever that ignorant? I think not. You were just that wicked.
Went to church every single Sunday for twenty-one years in a solid row. Sat right next to her, right up under her, loving her fiercely. She was my mother.
(Let the church roll on!)
Little did I know that I was birthed to a woman that hated me and all of her children with a (secret) passion. When no one was looking or paying attention she was brutally beating, raping, molesting, terrorizing and degrading . All the time proclaiming her undying love.
(Let the church roll on!)
I took all I could take, finally made my first escape at the ripe old age of thirty-eight. Why? My mother sent me a letter she wiped her behind in, cussed and cursed me like a dog. That was it. I preferred being an orphan.
(Let the church roll on!)
If you have never innocently opened a letter caked with fecal matter from a your own dear mother , you may never understand my anguish. If you never had to hide your deep shame and pain behind a smile, you have no idea of the "black tax" the evil one has made so many people of color pay.
(Let the church roll on!)
So tossed and driven, so forlorned, I was broke, I was homeless, unemployed. I went down to death's door with no one on my side but Jesus.
(Let the church roll on!)
Old Mathy Jane just knew she was winning. Robbing, stabbing, raping, brutalizing, all the time hollering "Lawd, Lawd!". ( Just another ravenous wolf in sheep's clothing. ) Martha was so good with her secret witchcraft she SHOT HER OWN DADDY IN THE HEART! Got away clean!
(Let the church roll on!)
This vile reprobate was so disrespectful to GOD she decided she was called to PREACH!
(Let the Church roll on!)
I came to tell you every word in that Book is true. Act like Mathy if you want to. Visit graves collecting dust in Jesus' name. Live a repugnant life! MOCK GOD! Be dumb enough to conjure your demonic spirits in Jesus' name. Keep on.
"Woman thou art loosed!" Like that poor woman in the Bible. I could not stand up straight. I could not get it together, I was fraught with agonizing pain and frustration. I was held down. I was in misery. While I felt it's unending annoying pain every day of my long life I was never sure of it's source. Sure, I blamed this world as my mother dictated. "You too black!" my mother blasted me with that taunt every day she cast her eyes upon me. While claiming to hate white racists she loved her "color". She lucked out. Loved to brag about it. Loved the system and social order that made her second class, not good enough for true white privilege , just light enough to be better than me and every one darker than she was.
Martha never kept her vile hatred of everyone darker than a paper bag a secret. She cursed us profusely and made us serve her just like quarry slaves, something despicable and repugnant and she was the repugnant one all the time.
"I'm light bright and damn near white!" "My mama and daddy wuz MARRIED!" We were never more than a gaggle or worthless black bastards. We ruined her life so she was going to exact her revenge clandestinely,secretly, covertly. We would always feel her wrath and never know she was the culprit.
One thing I know, one thing I saw often, Martha would clap her hands a sequel like a pig every time she claimed her "roots", her "goofer dust" worked.
I have lost count of all the marriages , relationships, careers and lives my own "mother" secretly ruined out of an insane malicious jealousy that surely emanated from the bowels of hell. My "mother's" message was always clear. She was better than every person of color on this earth. She was chosen. GOD blessed her with color, "good hair", a gift of gab and she was brilliant. Bow down and serve her or get out of the way. Be her sex slave. Shut your mouth! Don't ruin her image. Become something so disgusting the Tabloids don't want to know. The greatest gossips on earth don't want to know and her many victims will never tell.
World, do know this woman lived eighty-seven years and was nothing short of a sick, deranged mental midget, a viper, a pestilence, a menace to society permitted to vex unchecked because she was rabid, vicious and sneaky. A "Baby raper"! A MURDER! A PRACTITIONER OF WITCHCRAFT AND A PREACHER!
Why? The evil one is the author of confusion! satan was my "mother's" god. It was his voice she always heeded. My "mother" kept the entire Walters family confused , distracted and suffering in misery for far too many years. Why? My family hid her, tolerated her, simply because we loved her and she was kin. SHE WAS OUR MOTHER! And none of us, not one of us had a dad!
We kept practicing forgiveness when we should have listened to Jesus and shunned her. We certainly should have looked at her fruit. Do know this ravenous wolf did have the forethought to teach us that we were her fruit.
Martha had the audacity to take credit for every good thing we miraculously managed to achieve. She took credit for my college degree with honors while never contributing one red cent! She took credit for my brother becoming a medical doctor and that woman did every thing to that "boy" but take his life. Used to taunt him by bragging about her three abortion attempts before she; "… got tired…shit…I jest went on and had you."
It seems Martha's demonic behavior began at an early age. Bludgeoning, stabbing, burning, scalding, killing small animals.
Some how some one convinced my family that prayer was the answer. Never exposure, never any consequences or incarceration , just lying, cloaking and denying. "Take it tuh duh LAWD in prayer. GAWD don't put no mo'on you than you can bear."
While my "mother" always played the idiot she knew exactly what she was doing. Little did she know GOD was watching and preparing me for such a day as this. By design demonic powers oppress people mentally and emotionally. Serious grief has held me down for sixty-four years.
My own "mother" gutted me like a fish! Left me emotionally destroyed. Cursed me, laughed and finally died.
I will NOT lockstep, grin and bear it. I will not hide my affliction . I have no shame. I have nothing but pride! I am proud of my grandfather, Jerome Walters, a proud, courageous, brilliant man that took a bullet for me, for us.
Fear is the strategy and method of the evil one, of Martha. I will not fear her. I will fear No man because GOD taught me better.
"We have been granted power and authority over ALL the power of the enemy." Ephesians 2:6
over here basking in the Knowledge of the Holy Spirit. The Dear LORD led and guided me to this precious day. "We need you LORD, every hour we need you."
Decade after decade of pain , anguish, confusion, rape, robbery, loss, rejection and never knowing why. I was confused. That fecal laden poison pen letter was the final straw in 1988. I went nine years no contact. It was the voice of the LORD Jesus Christ that sent me back in 1997. She is the one that didn't receive me. She is the one that still secretly hated me, played loving mother jam up.
Yes, the unexplainable tragedies started again. I was plagued by the IRS, College loans, car accidents, unexplainable loss over and over. Still I tried. I forgave. I forgot. That "boy" came back "home" in 2005 after a twenty-five year hiatus. That was the beginning of the end of Mathy Jane's reign of terror. Full disclosure and exposure had begun.
No one is as ignorant and depraved as my "mother". No one. Evil personified became evil de-mystified. GOD led me to the Information Highway. There on the Internet I discovered why I was made to suffer so long, so tragically, so inhumanely by my OWN "MOTHER"!
(Please read this article After Narcissistic Abuse - There is Light, Life and Love by Greg Zaffuto.)
All I can say here is; "We will all understand it better by ad by." I read this article shocked, horrified. Finally all of my excruciating unnecessary pain was explained, made simple. "…they have NO empathy, No care, No connection, No bond, No morals, and No LOVE FOR ANY HUMAN BEING."
Martha Jane Walters suffered eighty-seven years being a malignant disgusting troll because she was too full of pride to receive with meekness the Spirit of the LORD. satan made her completely delusional and she did her worse, all the while falsely believing she was winning. BECAME SOMETHING SO DISGUSTING SHE WAS ASHAMED TO REPENT.
Not only did Marta take her entire family down, she succeeded in revealing the flaws and secrets of her supporters. Any one that honors such a woman is lost, blind, living in denial and or just as depraved, just as ignorant and hopeless. Just as selfish, self-absorbed and uncaring.
" …the Narcissist is completely one of the walking dead…" "It may seem like a Narcissist has put a great deal into this false persona and basically they do. Bu it is simple for them and just a pattern they have used all of their lives. THEY ARE VERY ACCOMPLISHED LIARS! Their complete persona and their entire world are totally based on lies. Their positive attributes and alleged actions are all made up in order to get other people to give them their fix of narcissistic supply, praise, adulation and accolades. It gives them an acceptable façade and place among good and normal people in life. THEY NEED THAT PLACE TO BE ABLE TO ABUSE. …"
This is exactly why my "mother" became an ordained minister. Paid the Word of the LORD absolutely no attention. (He) said not to mock (Him). She did it anyway ad never wavered or worried.
My "mother " was the master at playing head games. "…AND they play to win and take no prisoners - it is a matter of survival in their world to avoid detection of who/what they are! They are poor losers and if they don't win they will react in a fit of rage and stomp away like an angry child."
If you are being plagued by a malignant narcissist , save yourself. There is no cure for them but GOD has an answer and a plan.
this day was coming, a day of reckoning. Martha didn't want to be here, so she checked out. Old coward, sadistic bully. I see why she left. I can't say I blame her. Incest. Pedophilia! MURDER! Witchcraft! That is pretty bad. Pretty damn embarrassing. So why did you do it? How did you fall so low? Was it the Spanish Fly? Why would you take some crap like that? No, I am going to tell on you. I must unless some other little raped child make all of the tragic mistakes you did, become a perverted unrepentant reprobate like you did. I must tell because there is some fallen woman, some where, that possesses charisma and cunning like you and will also demand to "preach". There are enough people going straight to hell without the likes of you confusing them. You knew better. Oh, you knew all too well , that it why you were able to hide it so perfectly. You knew you were not going to get away. Now, satan did convince you that you would not care once you were dead. True, but what about your victims? What about your name? It will rot! GOD's Word says that your name will rot. Let me tell you just in case you didn't know. Childhood sexual abuse is tantamount to MURDER! You two buzzards murdered my spirit, my self confidence, my self-esteem and laughed. You knew you were a horrid whore and delighted in that fact. You were raped, so the entire world should be raped. No one should ever have more than you, no one! You didn't have joy, so the world would not have joy. You did not love GOD, you hated GOD and demanded that we hate (Him) along with you. Worse, you MURDERED your own father! No, you did not take the life of some worthless blowfly , (the type of men you always enslaved and exploited) . You MURDERED a good man and never had the decency to repent. Never put a headstone on his grave. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. (GOD got this) Granddaddy told you that "Time changes all things." He did not lie. The Bible says the fervent prayers of a righteous man availth much. Look at me now?! Over here healing that broken tormented little girl. The baby you had and abandoned in a whore house. The little brown girl you cursed for being "crow black". The lonely little child you used to "jack slap" , and feed to your nasty "men" when you became overwhelmed by your sadistic lustful desires. Your only daughter, the one you hated and wanted to destroy with a vengeance. You did not declare, you snarled; "I did the best I cud!" NO YOU DIDN'T! YOU DID THE BEST YOU WOULD. Well, your best was not good enough Martha. You didn't even do a good job of ruining me sufficiently. I'm still here and I'm climbing up out of that pit you sealed me in. How you like me now Martha? Miss fake Mother of the Church! I really don't mind that you treated me worse than a mangy dog for sixty-two years. I don't mind you devised every way you could to torture and ruin me. Whether you want to admit it or not, your demonic interference made me a better person than I would have been. I understand. "And indeed, all who desire to live godly in Christ Jesus will be persecuted." (2 Timothy 3:12) I must admit when I first realized how truly sexually abused I was through your efforts, my own "mother", I fell apart for a minute. You did desire to destroy me and you did. It's cool. I get it and I get why. "You should not have done that Mathy Jane."; is what I heard often. It's cool. I understand. "What GOD has for me is for me." What (He) had for you, was for you. You were hard headed, full of pride, full of lies and deceit. Cool. Your choice. I would not be you, your Golden Child or one of your Flying Monkeys for all the money, power and prestige in the world. "You the fool!" was your constant retort. No, Mathy Jane you are the fool. You lived the horrid life you lived, for what? You died still driving a second hand Cadillac, living in an old house that still has a mortgage. You were called the Mother of a church you hated! A "church" you felt was beneath you, your congregants were too illiterate and too black. Woman! Don't you get it! You were so consumed with stealing the joy of others, you neglected yours. You were so busy lying and pretending, you missed out completely! No, your life was not lived in vain. If you don't help anyone else, your sorry life sure helped me. Praise the LORD!
Ravenous is certainly the right word. My "mother" had an insatiable appetite for evil. She practiced it for eighty-seven years. Did so cowardly though. Did it in secret.
Yes, my "mother" did do everything GOD warned us these vipers would do. Yes, she practiced INCEST! That is why my five brothers hide, remain silent, defeated. I understand. They should know choosing to cloak for her is merely habit, conditioning, traumatizing. We were forbidden from daring to think the truth about our "mother". From our birth we were terrorized, indoctrinated, striped of our courage, manhood, womanhood by that ogre.
Martha Jane Walters and her kind have to come here. We have to endure them to the end. Praise the LORD for saving me. Save us LORD! Save my five brothers, their families.
"He maketh not ashamed!" Nothing you do for GOD, for the Kingdom will make you ashamed. satan will. satan will make you remain silent concerning a dead demon, a pure sadist. Like a docile slave you will look down, never look up, never consider justice, truth or righteousness as you lockstep, shuffle along waiting on death to overtake you.
The evil one will make you ignore GOD's admonishment. You will not trust GOD. You will lean to your own understanding. You will be ashamed for this world to know how your own "mother" made you suffer.
I never had any idea that I would ever be proud to tell this world I survived the lowest, commonest woman that ever lived. Martha Jane Walters may not actually be the commonest woman that ever walked this earth but she is the lowest, commonest I ever heard tell of.
Martha Jane Walters you cursed me like a dog for merely inquiring about my childhood rape. How dare you! You did it. You orchestrated it. You enticed your husband to violate your young children! YOU WHORE FOR sATAN!
I am deeply humbled by the Grace of GOD as (He) leads me to discover the horrible "mother" I was too blind to see for far too long.
2 Timothy 3 is real. Read it study it. Know it.
" But realize this, that in the last days difficult times will come. For men will be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, revilers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious gossips, without self -control , brutal, haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of GOD; holding to a form of godliness, although they have denied its power; avoid such men as these."
Awesome! Is not GOD Awesome!? (He) told us, warned us of the difficult days ahead. (He) identified the evil vipers. (He) warned us to stay away from them, to dissociate ourselves from them.
So, the low vipers put on clerical robes, grab titles and act the part. My "mother's" proudest achievement was that "phony" ordination she tricked the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church out of.
Please do not miss this irony. She hated them! My "mother" hated her "church", the denomination that ordained her. Said they were nothing but of bunch of faggots; hated them for the color of their skin.
No matter. GOD is righting every wrong. Divine Order is in full effect!
I could not avoid being born to a depraved fallen woman. But I know it was Jerome Walters that stood in the gap, prayed for me, led me to read and study my Bible and to live righteously. I know every Word in that Book is true. All that was done in the dark is coming to the light.
watch out. When you discover the one person you loved beyond measure hated you with the greatest passion unknowable for no apparent reason other than human jealousy.
I remember my heart being so heavy, anguished, troubled , as I tried to visualize the scene my mother described for me. She told me how she was picked at, picked on when she rode the bus to school, how she was attacked by the little black children and called names.
I can still hear the song they sang to her, taunting her; "Black is honest and YALLA is so low down!" My "mother" told me the mean black as tar damn Af-ee-cun ****** children would jump on her, mess up her hair, her clothes. How she had no friends in school , was ostracized for the color of her skin. "My mama told me that I wud get some friends when I got to high school." My heart bleed, my "mother's" shared pain hurt me deeply until it occurred to me they didn't have buses for black children in the 1930's! She got me again! Martha loved to play head games. She was an evil vicious Tom cat and we were mere mice.
No better consummate brilliant liar and actress has ever lived. Channeling the mind of the evil one Martha knew instinctively how to enslave us and to keep us as her docile simple minions, "flying monkeys" forever. Some how, by the Grace of Almighty GOD I have been able to break rank and make remarkable discoveries, inroads concerning the extremely evil that live among us, vexing us with the least bit of compassion, pretending to be Men and Women of GOD.
(Please visit thenarcopath.com. Please read "The 7 Basic Truths About Lies & Smear Campaigns" . It will fully explain why the Walters family was made to suffer, to endure such pain , for so long.)
"Whether it came from a parent , a teacher, a spouse or a close friend, we tend to believe what we hear. This is basically a good quality for each of us. Most rarely, if ever, question the veracity of a loved one's statements, and this is a fine quality to have. That is, until you find yourself on the receiving end of a toxic smear campaign by a morally disordered narcopath (narcissistic sociopath) hell-bent on destroying everything about you. She is a pathological liar. She has no boundaries, so in her morally depraved mind, nothing is off-limits, be it your marriage, your livelihood, your family ties, and even your freedom. She can manufacture lies, reveal embarrassing secrets, make false criminal allegations against you without a second thought to the damage wrought." *excerpt from article "Human Nature Is a Funny thing"
I am sitting here amazed. The author of this article described my "mother" perfectly. I endured her for sixty-two years! GOD saved me and protected me!
"What is done in the dark shall surely come to light." I am still dissecting this beast that held me hostage and deliberately terrorized me for sixty-two long years.
GOD said No! Bow down satan. Bow down imps of satan. Bow down imps for satan's daughter. Bow down and Praise the LORD!
by whom the new is tried, nor the last to lay the old aside."
"No mam'you can't come heah and lay 'round and thank duh world 'gon pet you. Eva' tub got tuh sit on it's own bottom. Life hard! Life hard fuh dem dat got eva'thang. Life wuze fuh' most eva'body. Money don't protect your heart. And it sho'don't buy peace."
Quit acting the fool, quit being a fool and most of all quit being a bully.
What does a bully do when s/he gets called out? When someone calls her bluff? Does s/he holler louder? Tell more lies? Tell lies far worse than the first lies? Or would a evildoer rather run and die when satan fails to offer her any more sanctuary?
There are so many blind prideful "believers", lost, loveless, unloved and unable to love. There are far too many people on this earth that claim to be "Christians", that love things, possessions, more than any flesh and blood.
Far too many people will live their whole long lives lost, in love with stuff, lusting, envious, jealous lying and wicked. Never loving. Never tasting it. Mimicking and pretending, sure. All artificial, all phony, plastic, put on. Never knowing GOD. Void of a Christ like Spirit, deprived of a tender heart.
"We ought always to give thanks to GOD for you, brethren, as is only fitting, because your faith is greatly enlarged, and the love of each one of you toward one another grows ever greater." 2 Thessalonians 1: 3
This scripture is music to my ears.
Pray, fast, study, meditate in order to not be part of the ignorant maddening horde. The apostle Paul reveals in this epistle that "there will be world wide rebellion against GOD ." before Christ's return.
This rebellion will be led by the incarnation of lawlessness and anarchy. My "mother" was LAWLESS! How are you going to carry on a sexual relationship with your ex-husband, present husband and future at the same time!? Two in the same Unit! Not bathe, not brush your teeth, curse, cuss, keep a nasty house and keep up drama? How are you going to do that then try to savagely stab, hurt, maim and "hex" everyone that raised and eyebrow?
No one is that stupid!
Paul reminds us to work, to not live at he expense of others. My mother was an exploiter. Her eyes were always on someone else's check. Martha was a volunteer parasite because she was a silly captive woman of little faith. Sure she fell down. She was raped as a child. Unfortunately this is a rather common occurrence.
If you fall down, get up! Don't try to deceptively pull your "loved ones" down with you in order to make your common self feel better.
"For after all it is only just for GOD to repay with affliction those who afflict you." 2 Thessalonians 1: 6
I always hated that song. Along with Sadie and Topac's Dear Mama. Not that the songs are not beautiful, it is the fact that I knew I was deprived. I knew my "mother" did not approach the women these men sang about.
My "mother's" favorite excuse and "go to" was; "I did the best I cud! …well fuhgit it 'den! …I can't take it back!" Then automatically remind us of how black our pigmentation was , how sorry our daddies were, how sorry, lazy, no count and ungrateful we were. How we were nothing but lying beggars and we should be glad she tolerated our "…worthless black ass *******!"
GOD alerts us in (His) Word; the evil one will take silly women captive. My "mother" was a silly woman, visiting graves, every "root worker" on the south eastern coast. Martha played "intelligent and refined" when it suited her. On Sunday or when she was trying to impress a particular group. Otherwise she languished in just being another gutter rat, defying her father, smearing her family name, GOD's name.
Unfortunately when you stoop low enough to brutalize and maul small animals as a small child, the world will read about you one day. Your kind of evil can only be hidden for a certain amount of time. Then one day it will explode suddenly like a can of beer left in the back window of a hot car. The evil doer will finally go too far. Her very victims should come out of their self-induced comas at some point, one day, I pray.
If you hear "Know ye the Truth" ; enough times in your life, it should eventually register.
I know Almighty GOD has a purpose and a plan for my life. I am resuscitating that little brown girl, born weighing only five pounds. First crib, a dresser drawer . Abandoned in a whore house. A tiny innocent child born into the "clutches" of an evil, sick, demented woman. I will heed the teachings of my grandfather, Jerome Walters, a great and wise man. A true patriarch, a true Christian! A man she hated simply because she was jealous of him.
If you knew Martha and happened to be smarter, better looking, had more money, came into good fortune, seemed to be weak, lonely or needy, that succubus Mathy Jane was going to get you. Shoot you dead in your pleading heart and never so much as grunt. But she would laugh. She would never help anyone on this earth. She had some pretend love for you, some plot designed to ensare you, just so she could have some carnage to point at and laugh.
If you never knew Martha Jane Walters or any one like her, count yourself lucky. Exposing imps like my "mother" is a monumental task but I am going to do it! With the help of The LORD Jesus Christ , the world will know of you and your tactics.
"Arise from your slumber" is the message I received. Not only am I growing in strength and confidence , my wisdom and understanding concerning the plight of my "mother's" deeply disturbed reign of terror is growing.
My own "mother" gutted me like a fish and laughed. World, do know it is a horrible burden living with and trying to survive an ignorant monster. A monster mother that sexually abuses, brutalizes and terrorizes her own children. A wicked whore that plays "whore" jam up. Alluring, silky and comforting when she felt the need to be generous , a sadistic beast when she craved narcissistic supply. A woman so ignorant she viewed me as a sexual rival from my infancy.
Narcissistic mothers see their children as their property. My disturbed "mother" rarely valued her property.
The greatest evildoer is the evildoer that knows to do right, has the ability, yet refuses because they truly have a preference for evil. To insist, to demand to commit the sickest evil for eighty-seven years screaming "I'm an ordained minister!" is a tragedy of tremendous magnitude.
We must stop deluding ourselves supposing that all people desire to live right and love the LORD. (Please read People of the Lie , by M.Scott Peck.)
While I always knew my mother had a horrid"hair temper", was extremely whorish, lying, lazy and generally pretty despicable on a daily basis, I still loved her. Martha was lovable when she was not being overtly evil. Unfortunately she was evil. So evil , we could not comprehend how evil, dangerous and treacherous she truly was while she was still living.
One of the reasons is simply natural. It is only natural to love your mother, to defend her, to be totally blind to her faults. She did not love us. She hated us. Worse than hating us, she plotted against us in the worse way. That is the worse truth, the worse part, the cayenne pepper in my open woods.
No LORD, I don't think there have been many women as intractable as my "mother". There have been far too many for sure, but I still hope and pray her evil is rare. I hope the evil that engulfed Martha Jane Walters was reserved just for me, just for us, for the strongest, the most articulate, for those that will tell and never give up.
Few in this world can survive such excruciating pain. This world needs to know what happens when "Christians" think they are doing what Jesus would do. For what ever reason we kept something close to our bosom we should have shunned.
From the moment little Martha smashed that puppy between two bricks she should have been shunned, isolated, corralled. Perhaps she was. Perhaps that is why she grew into such a vile woman.
"When I was a child I thought as a child …" That was Martha's problem she always thought as a child. Unfortunately a very evil vindictive child. I am sixty-four and still break into tears when I sense her icy stare.
I know now those were cold serpent eyes controlling me. I will not be controlled by satan and his evil band. GOD gave me Holy Ghost Power! Has led and guided me all this way!
Praise the LORD! "Fret not thyself because of evil doers for soon they shall whither as the green herb…"
"Study to show yourself approved." "My people perish for lack of knowledge." On and on, there is POWER in knowledge. You must study! You must separate yourself from this maddening horde of blind sheep.
"Come ye out from among them."
(Who is "them"? The blind lock steppers, the silent lookers, the twenty-twenty "hindsighters". The semi-illiterate people that follow blind leaders like my "mother". A woman that dared preach repentance , never meaning or intending it for herself. A fallen woman, so low, so delusional, she did believe she had POWER, did falsely believe she was getting away unscathed with her abhorrent life.
Get away from people that condone such, turn a blind eye, live in denial or truly don't care. Martha Jane Walters was a DEMONIC BEAST! If you knew her, You are scarred. You are damaged. Rebuke her! Rebuke her teachings, her knowledge, her dull understanding.)
There is a serious lack of "true knowledge" in the world today . We are all vacuous pompous lying hypocrites. We are imps for satan. Our very best "saints" are evil. Our individual best is tainted, dirty, unfit.
I am marveling and thanking GOD for sparing my life, for protecting me, (us) from something that never had to be. If there was ever a volunteer imp, my "mother" was one. I know now she was a sadist. Plain and simple, Martha Jane Walters got off on inflicting secret excruciating pain.
For what ever reason it had to be secret or semi-secret or just pretend secret. When one of Martha's plots or some of her "dust" worked in her favor, she bragged. She would swear us to secrecy, but she bragged. Beamed! Gloated! Laughed uproariously.
Martha always wanted her victims to know she was behind their pain. Martha put her signature on every plot. You could be sure that what ever evil Martha did to you was "unusual" and she always had a pat alibi or Oscar winning performance to defend her sick putrid deed.
Martha did dumb things, very evil, very offensive. For some reason Martha had an affinity to fecal matter. She would place a pile of human excrement in front of her enemies' door, wipe her behind in your bath cloth, mail it to you in a letter. Yes, it is clear, Martha Jane Walters was one messed up individual!
It was GOD's good fortune that I was made her scapegoat primarily. There were times that I served as the golden child. Mainly, for sixty-two years I was her toilet.
While Martha did manipulate, connive and plot for eighty-seven years , she didn't win! The poor foolish woman actually suffered and lost! Her constant paranoia , fear of finally being caught and exposed took what ever little joy she could find. Her false preaching didn't make her feel good. If anything she felt more guilty every time she stepped down from a pulpit.
I do believe Martha was heart sick and disgusted by her own weaknesses. She could not stop lying, hating, becoming so insanely jealous she always returned to her WITCHCRAFT, her first love.
Martha envied my resolve, self respect and virtuousness. She envied innocence, goodness, godliness in everyone. Martha found it easy to mimic a Christ like spirit, she just wanted no part of it. Martha was a great pretender , a keen observer. Not because she wanted to be "good". She just wanted the opportunity to get close up on you. To view your suffering more closely and laugh hideously in semi-secret.
The most confusing part of my "mother's" long reign of "secret" terror, she wanted me (us) to know, she wanted her victims to know, to fear, to be purely terrorized. She just did not want the world to know.
I liken Martha to a secret spy, a double-agent. She worked for satan while pretending to be a god fearing saved, sanctified saint. Knowing full well she purely hated GOD and all goodness with a passion! Martha knew she hated every individual in her family with a passion! Why? Because she was a liar that flat refused to take the least responsibility for anything she ever did.
For years and years I agreed with my grandfather that my "mother" was simply ignorant, unaware, didn't know any better. No granddaddy, Martha knew better. She knew so well, she was able to live the most repugnant life unimaginable, die unscathed, mourned and celebrated in a "Christian" funeral. While every one at that funeral knew or should have known her death was very much desired and wished for.
Why lie? The woman was a menace! Rape! Torture! Hexing! MURDER! Why cloak? satan's whore finally gave up the ghost! (Thank You Jesus!)
I do look back and wonder. I do look back and scream! "How I got over!"
(Oh my LORD from Zion! Rapes! Abortions! Sexual Perversion! A preacher that practiced every perversion known and unknown to man. A woman so evil it may take one hundred years for this world to hear about her, know of her. What does Martha's long unrepentant, savage, sexually perverted, greedy life clearly demonstrate? Every Word in that Book is true. Martha was a lover of self. Do yourself a favor add Martha Jane Walters to 2 Timothy , chapter 3. Don't You doubt GOD. Do know (He) keeps a lamb in the bushes for real. (He) rights every wrong. GOD spared me for (His) good pleasure. Sure, Martha had a good time practicing her witchcraft. But, what did she get? She died broke, lived pay check to pay check. Worse she died a lying, unrepentant demon laden weak vessel. We are all weak vessels and will remain such without the indwelling of The Holy Spirit. If You truly want The Holy Spirit you have to pray and fast. You have to cleanse. 'Cleanse yourself of ALL hatred of all unrighteousness !'. I know I must do that. Deliver me LORD. I so understand now why she was so vicious and heartless, why she cursed ME on her deathbed. I am too honest, too truthful. I wanted to love her, to forgive her, always. Martha was incapable of living honestly and righteously only because she preferred, loved, lusted for and cherished the absolute horror she saw in our eyes. Martha never trusted GOD to supply any of her needs. Because she was so lying and promiscuous she felt filthy, inferior, thus she plotted to do more than merely destroy, Martha fully intended to DECIMATE! (And did!) Martha was caught, frozen, in her eight year old raped , traumatized mind. She was dead, she could not grow better , only worse. (She did wax worse and worse.) Martha refused help. She refused the truth. She refused The Holy Spirit. She perpetuated the generational curse. We the living, we the family, are obligated to reverse this curse. "Let it go!" my brother screamed at me in reference to my constant badgering the Fayetteville (NC) Police Department regarding my grandfather's MURDER. No, you let go of that "cur", that monster, that hedonist! You let go of the myths and lies she taught you. You were making and flying gas airplanes at age seven. Your jealous ravenous monster of a"mother" did sense the obvious genius intelligence in you , plotted, destroyed, DECIMATED and died laughing, died satisfied. Go back and get that genius little black boy. Heal him, nurture him. I am going back to get little "Gwen". Little snotty nosed, ragged "draws", unkempt, misused, abused, raped , DECIMATED , "throwed away baby" , "Gwen", Rachel Gwendolyn. I am going to pull her out of that oit her "mother" dug for her. I am going to heal her. She is going to live well and she is going to live a very long time! "
I am not satisfied, not one bit. It is clear to me now as I simply list just some of the sick and sadistic acts I watched my "mother" do and laugh, go unpunished, and do again and again for eighty-seven years! Martha WAS A DEMON! I do under estimate her diabolical evil when I claim simple demon possession. Was she the "ant-Christ"? No, but she sure is a precursor.
"Come Jesus! Somebody needs You!"
Dear LORD thank you for sparing my life, enabling me to finally see how horrid, how despicably evil my own "mother" was. Dear LORD, help me to carry my message around the world. Martha Jane Walters was an evil abomination that never had to be. She should have never been tolerated.
If there is any such thing as too evil , my "mother" was certainly that. Worse than being one of the sickest, sadistic, demonic imps that ever lived, she was the most promiscuous closeted nymphomaniacs that ever walked this earth, breathed breath, enticed and slayed a "man".
