It was a phone conversation. At fifty-eight I still did not have the courage to face her. The paralyzing fear my mother instilled in me started in the womb. To this day when I see a "mother" snatching on, beating, berating her small child I cringe, fall apart. I lose it. Cry profusely. I had to stop riding MARTA. Far too many ghetto hood rats with long talons and tons of weave ride the train obviously enraged by their condition. Their good ***** got them layed and another baby for the Government to feed.
There was no Section 8, WIC or child support when I was born in 1951. But, GOD gave me my grandfather , Jerome Walters and he was a good man. My life was absolutely wonderful up until age four. Ages four and five was time enough for Mathy Jane. Not only were we old enough to enslave , we were the perfect age for her secret pedophilia.
Yes, I rage! I rage because this stanking whore tried to make me believe it was my fault! That I was over reaching, that she had nothing to do with it and she was my superior. She was YALLA! She had Good HAIR! She drove a Cadillac! She was an Ordained Minister! She had GOD in her pocket. She practiced perfect WITCHCRAFT! She could not be stopped, questioned, quizzed or bothered with the likes of my black ass.
Yes, my mother spent her entire life hating people for the color of their skin. She hated people that weren't as attractive. If you were "high yalla" with big lips, a wide nose, my mother cursed you for being; "a waste of yalla."
True, my mother was one idiot, a mental midget that did falsely believe she was the most brilliant person ever born. Yes, she thought she was smarter than GOD , therefore she could do exactly as she pleased, as long as she pleased and she did.
That is why I rage. My grandfather was a good man. The only real Christ Lover I can vouch for. That evil Martha clawed her way into the marrow of the Walters clan and pure rotted. Deliberately led us all into captivity and set about trying to destroy us for the entire world to view just so she could laugh. Just so she could be assured of something to feel better than.
Why? Other than being a total imp sold-out for satan Martha was a true sadist and lived to inflict pain every day of her long life. Martha was something vile, foul, and filthy and she was not going to be stopped, identified , punished or held accountable.
Lies you tell satan. GOD gave you eighty-seven years to get it right, not to mock (HIM). How dare you hate and deliberately destroy me claiming that I was "too black!". Just who are you to claim my skin color is wrong, is revolting, repugnant?
You were the repugnant one. Not only did you savagely beat my brother, you savage buzzards raped him.
Rot in hell you stanking slut and may all of your defenders and silent cloakers rot with you.
I know GOD has a reason for permitting me to endure a hopeless whore like you. If I learned nothing else, I learned GOD is good, is real, is my Savior.
Martha you really had to be a pretty miserable woman to cause so much misery and refuse repentance before you died. May many read my blog and learn from your pathetic life. May they come to understand "Pride proceeds a fall." And most of all may they all learn to discern and shun the evil doer.
May we all learn it is not the color of the skin we are in. It is spiritual. Every word in that BOOK is true. Men and women like Martha will never win. Trying desperately to deceive others, she only succeeded in deceiving herself. Found her life too repulsive to claim, clung to her lies and died an abomination to GOD.
Children, never forget Jesus told us even in the last hour we can come into the Kingdom. Don't wait too long.
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