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

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

"Slow walking …"

out of this mess I was born into.  It is no one's fault.  GOD does give us all the same opportunities, the exact same chance; salvation.  We must humble ourselves.  We must be honest and grateful.  We must love, we must share and we should never cloak.

I don't think my grandfather ever meant to cloak for my mother but that is what he was forced to do by her evil manipulation and charm and fierce savage intimidation,  plus conjure, her homemade voodoo.

Mathy was always an embarrassment to us.   I was always so secretly ashamed of that woman.  I was actually glad she never went to a PTA meeting or ever supported me in anything.   "Church" and some close family gatherings was about as far as we were going with that slut.  Thank GOD for distance.  Have you ever smelled something foul, something so horrible you could not believe it, so you had to smell it again?  Has anyone smelled something rotten then immediately demanded to share that hideous odor with you?

That was my mother.  Something so repugnant you couldn't believe she just did what she just did or said what she just said?  Did that woman really take us, two little toddlers down on graves in a graveyard collecting "goofer dust"?   Did she try to act like it was as normal as collecting fruit from a tree?  Yes!  Did she demand our sworn secrecy?  Yes!  Are there some people left on this earth that still fear her?  I hope not.  I pray not.  Martha was just ignorant.   Primitive slave ignorant.   No, the voodoo is real.   She could hit you a lick.  You will come out better in the long run but it will "smart" quite a bit.

I was severely sexually molested due to her plots, plans and orchestrations  as a small child, teenager, and young adult.  So what?  It made me stronger.  Celibacy builds character, tenacity , wisdom.  I am a better woman for my ability to practice self denial and self discipline.  Celibacy inadvertently protected me from a lot of predators.

Martha was pure lying, running a very childish pathetic game.  Martha never thought sex was that good.  She was just that common.  Do not ever feel sorry for such low men and women.  Incarcerate them!   Throw them in prison.  Never let them out.  For GOD's sake turn on these whores when they stand in your pulpits!

Martha was an evil ogre daring anyone to object to her "stanking" bully ass!   She was lazy as a dog!  How did she get like that?  She claimed her color gave her permission to "boss" and never work.  When that didn't work; "I'm yo'fuckin' mama!"

Bitch!  I would rather be dead.  You are  lucky I never killed you, that none of us ever tried,  even in defending ourselves.  Your mind Martha, your mind!  Not only did you feed us grits and grease for months.  No sugar, no Cool Aide, no fruit, no meat, no love, just vile haltered and name calling.  How could you,  you evil slut?  What did you do with the money?

The first tall pretty man that came along, you wasted it on him.  You can't buy love!  Martha you do know you were that woman in Proverbs that tears down her own house?    Perhaps always blaming me made you feel better but you knew you were lying.

What good is a lie?  A lie is not true, can never be made true.  Martha, you were a pervert!  Worse, you loved being a damn pervert.  You never cared about another human being on this earth!  You cared more about smashing a roach than you did MURDERING your own father.

Martha you always bragged about how beautiful you were, how light bright, but did you ever know how fucked up you were?  Did you ever pray for GOD to touch your corrupt heart with a finger of love?  Did you ever ask GOD for (HIS) tender mercy?

Reverse this curse LORD!  Reverse this curse my ignorant reprobate unrepentant mother deliberately brought on the Walters clan.   Cure all cancer LORD!  Cure all feeble mindedness, all blindness.  Rescue all still living in denial.  Strengthen us LORD, gird up our loins!   Heal us all LORD.  In the mighty name of the LORD Jesus Christ I pray.

"And it is done!"

Praise the LORD!

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