"He said, she said"

This world is messed up.  "Wars and rumors of wars", we know, we all complain.  We try, well some of us try to co-exist on this planet.   Some were planted here to cause misery, havoc, confusion. "You will know them by their fruit."  We have never done a good job of keeping  evil under control.  The main reason is our collective ignorance and fear.  Learned docility, mental numbness.

  Man is by nature extremely cruel, inhumane.  Yet we get up daily looking forward to the struggle.  We struggle through the birth canal only to be born to keep up the  struggle for the rest of our natural lives.  The unfortunate truth, the darker your skin, the greater your struggle.

While I understand the mission of #Black Lives Matter it is very disingenuous. We must clean up our own homes first.  Self-hatred has the black community by the "balls".  How can black people expect to compete, to thrive in a racist world when we are in fact racist?

No one ever hated black people more than my own  mother! Not only did she hate us, worked feverishly against us! My brother over came her incest, pedophilia, many brutal beatings and rapes and did become a medical doctor.  For what?  The stanking slut shut down his practise.  My brother was the first black doctor to have an office on prestigious Owen Drive in Fayetteville, North Carolina and his own nasty incestuous jealous mother ran him out of town!

We can't blame that on white racist.  That was our mother.  She was always a ravenous jealous sneaky slut that demanded we keep her a secret.  I WILL NOT! I'm telling every thing I know on that heartless whore! "Root working" nasty imp!

My mother was inhumane.  I'm sitting here thanking GOD that I'm not in a straight jacket , in the grave or foaming at the mouth while rubbing shit in my hair.

That is what my mother wanted.  She hated!   Martha Jane Walters was born October 9, 1925 and hated , pure  hated every one and everything non-white with a vengeance.  Was a closet freak , did more damage in eighty-seven years than can ever be calculated.

Far too many people are wasting their time fighting a race war.  It is not race, it's spirit.  My mother was a pure demon.  She was legion.  When your mother is so evil that you would rather just suffer than reveal her, your mother was Martha Jane Walters!

No greater evil has ever crawled on this earth! For sixty-two years she complained to my face; "You're BLACK! YOU'RE TOO BLACK!"    

My mother was always so proud of her color, her hair that she never grew as a human being.  She should have been because that is all she ever had going once you realized what a promiscuous nymphomaniac slut she was.  I do believe my mother purely loved being a whore of the prostitute variety.  She bragged about it enough.  But, why preach?  And most of all why hate?

My mother preached for cover, pure hated GOD and all righteousness.  Put on a mask so that she could get up close on you to chunk some of her "dust" on you.  In her entire eighty-seven years I don't think anything pleased my mother more than harming me . Harming me in secret of course.   I'm sure she enjoyed my bewilderment.  Just like she did her lovers, her men.  At eight-seven Martha was still collecting checks, swindling, taking advantage of any and all that fell for her sweet siren, her put on performance.

No, family Martha was not any thing like the "mother of the church" she pretended to be. I'm laughing because I know she is somewhere laughing.  Martha was a BULLDAGGER! Hated all men, all women.  Martha was a closet HATER!

The idiots still love her,  or think they do.  I know my brothers will not let me say one word against their "mother".  You can say anything about my granddaddy, the one she murdered.  The one that acquired sixty-five acres of prime farmland, a home, a man made lake, orchards, vineyards.  They are still blind and refuse to recognize Jerome Walters was in covenant with GOD. That he was a righteous man that prayed fervently for his family.

Martha Jane Walters came here and destroyed everything my grandfather built, molded and shaped with his hands, his intellect, with his righteous spirit.  She died laughing foolishly believing I was utterly destroyed by her.  No such thing.  It is all in Divine Order.  I will publish!  I will get my book, my movie.

Conflicted, confused, delusional,   the price my mother had to pay for becoming a witch, a "root doctor" a soothe sayer, a conjurer  and a PREACHER! .  Don't do both.  Don't ever be "double minded".  "Be ye hot or cold, or get spewed."

No, there is absolutely no excuse what so ever for my mother being the horrible hideous person she proved to be.  There is no excuse for any one to defend her or attempt to cloak for a dead demon.

"Come ye out from among them."