How horrible! My LORD what went wrong? Martha was disgusting. She did pretend to wish to commit suicide a few times. Secretly I agreed with her. ( Get right or get gone dumb bitch! Just how do you dare threaten to commit suicide if your son marries a white woman! He should have done it any way. We would have all been better off. You were just lying, manipulative whore. You beat all of the windows out of Lamb's car. Lied, swore you didn't do it, then told me you were putting on, that you didn't love that nigger, that it was just a ploy to "hook" him.)
All that predatory plotting is a result of weak faith. People that pretend to love GOD, all righteousness , all goodness , while committing every sick abhorrent sin known and unknown to mankind are "faithless". Any one can holler LORD! LORD! but do look at their fruit and refuse to tolerate them.
A great deal of the sick malignant torture I tolerated from my "mother" was learned, conditioned. She sang her theme song everyday; "You can't win fuh duh fix you in, I can't lose fuh the stuff I use He-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-heeeeeeeee!"
Poor Martha died and didn't leave me one red cent. Why should she? She hated me with a passion but cowardly. She never came out and told me. Just treated me like shit, something under the bottom of her shoe while laughing at my inability to catch on.
Love/hate, love/hate, love/hate. Praise the LORD, sneak down on graves being a complete demonic imp for satan! Preach on Sunday. Never miss a Sunday of having your too young husband drive you to church, escort you like some kind of queen, sit in a place of honor, make them kiss your ring. Now that's living. According to satan it is. Trick these dumb niggers out of a license to preach. Dare their dumb asses to take it back! Now that is winning! Make a fool out of GOD! Get up in a pulpit preaching someone else's sermon. Theses dummies will never know.
Forget everything you ever did. Hate everyone that ever criticized you or interfered in your life. You were never the problem. These fucking talking niggers are the problem. This back talking bitch all in my business is the problem. Telling everybody that don't none of my children have the same daddy! Shit bitch! It ain't none of your business!
For nearly a century Martha Jane Walters preached that she was perfect and the world was wrong. "Do what eva'you please …jest don't git caught!" was Martha's motto. How dreadful . It was pride. Jesus told us, warned us.
"Come ye out from among them."
Praise the LORD!
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