I AM NOT BLACK!

I am not black or  tragically colored. I am not African American, Histarican, colored, militant, crazy or any label this world tries to saddle me with.  I am so proud to say I reject all racial categories, identification, affiliation.  I am not militant, hostile, angry, ignorant, mentally ill or PTSD!  I reject it all! I am my genuine authentic self!   I am HUMAN!  I am a child of the Most High Supreme Being  GOD!  (HE) walks with me, talks to me, leads and guides me.

The first thing GOD teaches us is to trust (HIM).  "Fear no man";  means trust (HIM)  "Lean not to your own understanding." ; means trust (HIM).

Not only am I privileged to learn and observe the Goodness of GOD, I am privileged that (HE) allows me to express my deep inner most thoughts daily.

"Come ye out from among them." Who is "them"?  These idiots, these non-critical thinking dick sucking idiots.  DICK SUCKING!  Monica Lewinskys.  I am not "slut shaming".  You can not shame a slut.  That is precisely why they are sluts, incapable of being shamed, of ever caring for another human being on this earth.

My mother was a slut, an extremely evil slut and I am infuriated! I am infuriated mainly because of the loss, of what could have been.  I do cry imagining what our lives could have been like without my evil whorish mother interfering, plotting, scheming, destroying.

I hate her so much I refuse to be her bitch one more day.  What a SLUT!  Enslaving and destroying your own children.  Imagine a woman so weak, so common,  she deliberately eviscerates her own children because she is so emotionally immature,  full of sheer ignorance and hatred she wants to see them suffer.

My mother was a PERVERT!  Our mistake was covering for her, cowering, turning our heads, placating, accepting, tolerating.  Jesus said "Fear no man."  We must hear that.  Ironically I grew up in a Christian family where I was taught "just don't say nothing."  We attended church every Sunday unfortunately for the wrong reasons.  For some reason we thought attendance counted, like in school.  I'm screaming! We were sitting in church for hours and hours, sitting right beside satan, Lucifer in a wig and a dress.

"JUST DON'T SAY NOTHING!"  This nasty promiscuous whore is off her fucking rocker.  (For the sake of my own sanity I will not repeat some of Mathy Jane's sick diabolical sex acts.  What I do reveal is mind numbing enough.)

Showing fear, remaining silent, mum, enslaved is not the way to handle a demon.  Some people should be imprisoned, separated from "decent " people, never tolerated, never feared, never hidden.  I shall always wonder how Mathy got the leg up on our family.  It is Divine Order.  "What GOD has for me, what GOD has for us , is for us."

If my brothers choose her name, her image,  over reality that is their decision.  I can't.  I can't love her.  I can NOT honor her.  That selfish whore deliberately robbed us of enough.  I refuse to let this racist world take another thing from me.  "My head is bloody but unbowed." The bitch cussed me, but I cussed her back.  Had the damn nerve to un-invite me from her funeral.  Mathy you were a fucking trip!  Jesus said "let the dead bury the dead".

You had the nerve to "dis-inherit" me.  Bitch! You were eighty-seven years old still caring a house note! Good enough.  That's what you get for lying, hating, "rooting", conjuring, envying, for secretly serving satan.

If Jesus, GOD's son had to separate himself, fast and pray for forty days, what should we do?  A fast is a sacrifice.  We must deny ourselves something.  That denial, that spiritual cleansing enables us to THINK, to meditate, to COMMUNE with GOD'S highest consciousness.

We need GOD! You need GOD.  We all need GOD.  When your mother is a ravenous wolf, a woman without  a conscious , a woman totally void of MORALITY! You need GOD!

Oh yes! OHYESOHYESOHYESOHYESOHYESohyesohyesohyes! We need GOD.  We need (HIM) every hour.

Please become color blind! Please seek GOD's face! Please study to show yourself approved.

I reject every lie and this world ever taught me.  My color black has nothing to do with me. My gender female, my age, my economic status,  can not define me.  Money does not impress me.  Money is a means to an end.  Greed mongers can fight and squabble over money, do anything for money.  I don't have to.

People commit common deplorable acts for money.  Sadly all the money, wealth, opulence in the world can not take the stench of their repugnant lives.  I understand now why my mother threw her new mink stole on the floor and walked on it.  She was ashamed.

Her second husband was serving in Viet Nam, she was whoring with a married man.  She told him he had to give her a charge card to the Capitol Department store.  He did.   He should have.  He was extremely ugly.  He resembled a huge black walrus with huge pink bubbly lips.

I would rather be broke, wear a tow-sack.  Be by myself.  He insisted on buying me gifts as well.  I think that pissed her off.  I was only fourteen yet my own mother had aspirations for my whoredom.  "You sitting on a gold mine!"

Dear LORD thank you for protecting me from Martha's road to whoredom she set out for me.

Deliver us LORD. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies.  They are too many, they are too strong.  They are blood LORD, they are BLOOD!  They are too willful, too stubborn, too jealous, too full of envy, too ignorant, too selfish, too delusional .  Save us LORD!

"Come Jesus"

My mother was very serious

about keeping her evil demonic deeds secret.

"What I don't understand "  (In my Ice Cube voice) , why did she think her horrid life merited secrecy when she was a HORROR!

I'm laughing because she was serious. "Don't none of you black muthafuckers so much as think back!" 

Is it possible to be that stupid? mentally ill? demon possessed?  I created a new word today.  My mother was fug-ly.  Yes,  FUG-LY, when you are fucked up and ugly.

I endured to the end.

Praise the LORD!

"Imagine"

Imagine nearly eight billion people trying to co-exist on this planet.  Imagine a Supreme Being that believes ALL of these creations have a right to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.  That we are
ALL equal in (HIS) Eyes!  We can ALL repent of our sins, we can love each other, bear each other's burdens in the heat of the day.  Imagine living in a society where people can love and trust each other, not judge and hate each other.

Now man,  being the creature he is,  imagine him or her conniving, scheming, scamming, threatening, intimidating, brain washing those same beloved creatures into dividing and hating each other in order for people to falsely believe they are indeed superior or special.  Why? To garner, to keep the lion's share of the wealth for their greedy selves.

Why don't the masses take their wealth? The wealthy live behind fences, walls, moats, security, guns, soldiers.  Well,  why don't the people get better paying jobs? Too many can't, an education is too expensive.  Why don't they learn a lucrative trade in High School? The "stigma". THE STIGMA!  Many parents would rather front, putting their dumb ass offspring in AP classes wasting their fucking time.  Most of them will fail the AP exam.  It doesn't matter, the teacher was forced to teach the test anyway.  What proof do you have that these AP classes are worthless?

The tolerance for maddening stupidity.  A truly educated society would not permit the buffoonery affecting the world today.  That slut would never get away with jacking up the price of the Epi-Pen.

Yes, World! We are a Global community! We have outgrown National boundaries. When are we going to learn to share and care?

"Manufacturing" as we once knew it will never return to America.

 People are different.  Not smarter, different.  "Time changes all things."  All people are too "lazy".  All people are demanding a better life, more free time,way more money.  Many people  are demanding to go back in time.  You can't go back and who wants to?   Yes,  some women want to stay home and keep the house.  You forgot that you didn't have any fucking money of your own, no birth control and no rights.  Your husband could beat your ass.  You could call the police, they would laugh and tell you to kiss and makeup.

Only the most unthinking gullible hate filler racist would demand to go back to the good old days.  I do understand real religious leaders wanting to put GOD back in school.  GOD in the schools is not the problem.  It is not even a lack of GOD in the home.  Is GOD in your heart?  Are you righteous?  Do you fast and pray? Do you study, seek knowledge?

Imagine a great majority of oppressed, subjugated, humiliated, depressed, enslaved people waking up, "coming out of their slumber" at the same time?

Imagine all eighth graders taking Civics and all fourth grade World Studies students knowing basic facts about human interaction, pluralism, ethnocentrism ,without being told.

Parents,  the extent of your child's knowledge is up to you.  Please do not blame the school or our poor educational system for your child's vacuousness.  It is a "Public School",  as in public restroom.  Our schools are overrun with incompetent bullies doing more harm to our children than good.

Before you scoff, test your child.  Is your child a regurgitator or in fact a true scholar?

Please let us be real .  Why should  1- 5% of this world's population own and control 95-99 % of this world's wealth?

Some one is greedy!  Yes, I do believe in wealth distribution.  So did Jesus!  The little boy with the two fishes and five loaves of bread that Jesus used to feed a multitude.  If that is not an example of "wealth distribution", I do not know what is?

That same young man would be criticized by men like Donald Trump for sharing.  Our media has outgrown it's usefulness.  Overrun with incompetent dick suckers.  No, not all but, far too many.

Far too many brilliant scholars actually whiter on the vine, are dumbed down to death, deliberately warehoused for twelve, thirteen years.  We all lose.  America is on the decline.  We deserve our placement.   We are lazy, apathetic, burned out.  I'm old.  I'm retired.  I tried.  "let the young people have at it."

When you deliberately dumb down your population you get what we have, "mob mentality".  Worse they don't know shit.   Example, DT rousing the crowd; "She is going to abolish the Second Amendment people!"  

First of all the President can't do that. Secondly,  most DT supporters can't fucking define amendment!  Illiterate anti-intellectuals!

The dumbing of AmeriKKKa.  It worked.  Or did it?  I know my mother's shit backfired.

Having an evil demonic mother is the best gift GOD could have given me.  No, the greatest gift GOD ever gave me was my grandfather, Jerome Walters and my daughter.  Priceless!  I am humbled!

Praise the LORD!

Stand up for justice!

Somebody should have stopped her!  She wasn't brave.  She was a low coward.  How much courage does it take to smash a puppy between two bricks and lie? To carry on to the point of nazeum, to rant and rage, to cut the fool until your admonishers give up knowing full well you are hopeless?

That was my mother, a little extremely evil demonic troll always up to mischief, mayhem and sneaking away to laugh.

My mother did bill herself as "manly",  as courageous.  She did brag about the size of HER  balls.  They should have been huge.  All she ever did was go around robbing every one of theirs.

In examining my mother's famous courage all I see is extreme cruelty, extreme vile primitive sadistic acts of abominable sadism. A BABY RAPER!  No wonder you always  hated your fucking self!  You should have.

My mother tried to force me to become a sniveling coward that just kissed her "yalla" ass.  Martha did this to everyone she knew, automatically .  Enslaving others was not Martha's second nature, it was her first.

Horrific beatings and vulgar name calling being casually dismissed by her  as attempts at parenting.  Just common and carnal, committing sex acts with the door open, in the day light!  Parading around half naked forcing us into captivity.  Preaching for cover, to mock GOD.

No, Martha had NO MORALS! NONE! "NOT na'un!"

I think I was rather content being Martha's official ass kisser until my daughter criticized me.  Until I was shocked by the way my medical doctor brother groveled at her demonic feet.  That was the first time  I saw myself and I was ashamed.  I blamed GOD.  I professed to be doing GOD"s will ; "Honor thy mother".

GOD is not sadistic. (HE) would never will us to honor an albatross , a succubus, a "root working" cowardly sadistic slut.

"Arise from thy slumber …"

AmeriKKKa will not make me grovel any longer.  For sixty-five years I've tried to live right.  I dedicated my life to teaching our precious youth, creating great tax paying citizens.  AmeriKKKa does not care because of my color black, my gender female, my status "illegitimate".

I live in a country that truly hates me but demands that I grovel, take low, snivel and crawl like my mother taught me.  No AmeriKKKa, I think I'll stand up.    Stand this one out,  while I tell the world about you.  You are a low whore AmeriKKKa.  You are just like my mother, a fucking cowardly bully, a sadistic miscreant.

Warning AmeriKKKa , "Time changes all things."

When I was four years old ...

Jesus spoke to me as clearly as possible.  " Little one your life is going to be rugged.  But don't you ever worry, I will be with you. I will never leave you. "  I was so amazed I told my mother,  Mathy Jane immediately.  She paid me no attention.

Yes, my life was horrid.  I'm laughing , because I blamed it on being black.  My mother taught me that I was cursed.  Not only was I cursed, I was crow black and a BLACK BASTARD! That I wasn't shit and I was never going to be shit.  I did everything I could to prove her wrong.

Thinks happened.  I took her abuse daily, long distance.  Then one day she mailed me a letter , cussed me out, then wiped her nasty behind in it.  That was it! I was through .  One brother had been gone, left no forwarding address.

When I was forty-six GOD sent me back to my evil mother, told me to forgive hr, to love her, to show her kindness.  I did.  My mother betrayed me , betrayed me savagely.  Was so cool, so covert, I would have never caught on.

Don't you know GOD sent that "boy" back after twenty-five years!  The plot thickens.  I found out some things!  Some things that will curl your hair! Some truth that few can bear.  Believe me, MURDERING her own daddy, is not the worse this heifer ever did! 

DO NOT ! PLEASE DO NOT EVER PRACTICE WITCHCRAFT!  Martha Jane Walters dabbled in WITCHCRAFT  and got MESSED UP!

Oh yes, GOD's Divine Order is real.  My devious conniving mother tricked me out of Graduate School (SUNY-Binghampton) .  I ended up attending Atlanta University on a fellowship .  Guess what I discovered? Forty-eight volumes of slave narratives.  The George P. Rawick Slave Narratives and the WPA Slave Narratives.  You know I read everyone of them! I am an avid, voracious  reader as a result of cruel and unusual punishment inflicted upon me by my "root working" mother.

Guess what most of those slaves talked about?  Voodoo, hoodoo, "root working".    "What am seen can't be denied." 

Yes, she along with another buzzard destroyed my master's thesis and every other manuscript I was attempting to publish.  But, my master's thesis lives on in my head.  You do not spend hours upon hours in a library searching for knowledge, then forget it.

My master's thesis revealed my mother, explained her.  The prognosis is bad.  Blacks have always used conjure. Brought that shit here from Africa, mixed it with Catholicism.  Oh, it is real, it involves science, bladders from blowfish, powdered poisons from snakes, etc.      Perhaps it is a good thing those two buzzards destroyed it.  I foolishly revealed too much, far too much information.  Sadly the slaves only used it on each other,  rarely on a  white man, never their oppressor.   

I'm grinning, I'm leaping, I'm praising GOD for (HIS) Divine Order, (HIS) perfect timing.

"Won't (HE) do it!?"

You all were not the only ones terrorized

You unfortunate children were deliberately and savagely terrorized by your own mother but, you were not the only ones terrorized.  She was terrorized that you would out do her, out shine her, out earn her. She was afraid you would not be saddled with her shame. So she became vicious, ravenous.  Yes, she did "wax worse and worse" with each passing year.

Baby, don't you shed another tear.  Any one that rejects your love for the love of that albatross is not worth loving.

Yes, she was ashamed!   INCEST! Pedophilia, say no more.  Martha had to resort to WITCHCRAFT! No natural normal man was going to have a successful relationship with her. No normal man was about to pretend to be married to her!  No man with half a testicle.

No, ignorant Martha is still not ashamed.  ( Roasting in hell, happy as a lark.)   Nor are her Flying Monkeys.  Shun them.  You do not want to associate with people that could not care less  their mother, grandmother , relative,  not only committed sick incest, rape, BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY MURDERED HER OWN FATHER.

"From such stay away."

Yes, I'm proud of you for telling, for attempting to expose the underbelly of this world.  It is documented! The police came to her house! Knocked on her door! Interrogated her.  She was terrorized.  No, she was never sorry for what she did.  But the thought of going to jail, of being arrested terrorized her.  Martha wanted to kill you for that but,  she was too old.  She did have your brother "work roots" on you, though.  That was your payback.  That is what she called it.   Yea, he did it because he is her bitch.  She was doing it all the time, for your entire life.  You just gave her good reason.    Your snitching  justified her conjure in her feeble mind.

Yes, the ravenous evil doers are in the very last place you expected, in The CHURCH!  Old DT is exposing them, luring them with their own greed.  They are coming out of their safe little cracks like roaches.

No matter, they shall proceed no further.  Look at your brother, a MEDICAL DOCTOR, crushed broken, destroyed by his OWN MOTHER.  Do not be too hard on him.  He never had a chance.

Heal yourself baby.  Love yourself.  Be good to yourself.

Yes, that woman hated you with a passion.  Not just you.  She hated everyone. Strangely she hated herself.  She hated her looks, her weight, she hated the fact that she hated.  Was impulsive, "no sense-ED", promiscuous, lying, untrustworthy.  Pray she doesn't come back. If one like her comes back, pray she will be readily identified.

All parents with demonic children, little evil hellions, don't hide them.  Get them some help , some real help and what ever you do, don't fear them.

"Don't show fear" is always the advice we are given  when we are confronted by a vicious animal.  A baby is helpless, totally dependent.  Of course it shows fear, is easily terrified, easily molded into an evil whore's bitch.  LORD, help these babies born to sick sociopaths.  Born deliberately without fathers.

Save your children LORD.

Praise GOD from whom all blessings flow

For what ever reason Mathy Jane had some deep complicated hatred for herself, for her family, for GOD.  More than anything Mathy intended for all of us to hate ourselves while devoting our entire lives to her upkeep, the phoniness, her delusional persona.

When I think of Martha I visualize "The serpent".  Not, a serpent, "The serpent", Lucifer himself.  Red eyed.  Didn't I witness my own mother with her eyes all ablaze trying to deafen my infant daughter?

GOD did not let her! Ushered me into the room at the precise moment to witness satan's attack.  She was cool, ice cold: "Oh ... I was just trying to check her hearing."

You were just trying to check her hearing!  By blowing up a huge paper bag and popping it in her ear!  (Bitch you ain't no doctor, nor are you a fucking nurse! Checking her hearing! You were trying to make sure she would never hear again!)

"Get thee behind me satan!"

LORD, I know now that was pure evil in my bedroom, in my home, trying to harm my new born baby. You didn't let her LORD.  "No weapon formed against me shall prosper."  For sixty-two years this ignorant slut stalked me with her hoodoo and conjure.

Thank you for saving me, for saving my daughter.

Thank You for Your Divine Order.  Thank you fro revealing that succubus Mathy Jane!

What a friend we have in Jesus

What needless pain we bear .

Thank you LORD! LORD I praise You! Thank you for saving me! For snatching me out of the Lion's mouth, a beast! A monster! A mongrel monstrosity!

Yes, she used You LORD! Pretended to love You knowing full well she was full of the most revolting  evil sin unimaginable.  LORD You told us.  You told us Ravenous Wolves would get up in pulpits just to lead us astray.

There she was! Rank! Real! Robust!  Stanking! Committing MURDER, INCEST, PEDOPHILIA! Hating! Just (secretly) hating everything, every one for no reason.  For carnal pleasure, for sick sadistic pleasure.

Yes, I think she lived too long LORD but,  that is the humanness in me.  That is my lack of understanding for your Divine Order.

I stand here today LORD thanking You, Praising You.  I never could have made it.  I never could have seen, recognized, taken the blinders off without that "boy" returning after twenty-five years.  Dear LORD, you know what that woman did to that "boy" alone disqualifies her from the entire human race.  She cried phony crocodile tears claiming she could not undo what was already done.  Played complete retard on an apology, on reparations, on making amends.

No, I didn't go to the whore's funeral.  It was farce.  No one sitting there pretending to cry cared.  Every last one of us is very glad the bitch is dead, very dead.  I'm so glad she is dead I grin from ear to ear all day for no apparent.  Just float around grinning, happy, gleeful.  "Walking on air ain't touching ground nowhere."

What a horror!  What a low whore! And to think I called her Mother.  Yes, LORD, I know she knew better.  Could have done better.  Could have repented.  She hated you LORD.  Martha Jane Walters hated You, hated all of us, hated all of her kit and kin for her sins.

She can't do it.  She can't win.  I find her theme song so appropriate for her demise; "You can't win for the fix you in! I can't lose for the stuff I use!"  You sang that to us but GOD meant that song for you!

Lies you tell stanking WHORE!

Now Rot!

Look for the common denominator

Sometimes you can not see the Forrest for the trees.  She grinned, flashed beautiful pearly white teeth, could change her voice on command. Could go from masculine gravely growl to sweet siren in seconds.

EVIL!!! World no greater evil has ever engulfed this earth, destroyed and entire family like that of Martha Jane Walters.  Do not relax, she in not coming.  SHE IS HERE!  Hell on wheels, a malignant monster posing as a mother.

World, when a woman looks on her own children with carnal lust and is brilliant enough to hide her disgust through false preaching you are IN TROUBLE!

You need to pray.  You must fast.  You must go into your secret closet and seek GOD'S Face, (HIS) guidance.  "No other help I know."

There were times I paid attention in math class.  I do remember the teacher always advising us to look for the "common denominator".   Break your problem all the way down to the least common denominator.

Our "common denominator" was sheer terror.  Sheer terror was the tactic Martha always used to get her way.  Sheer terror!

• Busted her baby brother in the head with an iron skillet when he was two
• Bludgeoned a puppy to death between two bricks
• Boiled a pot of coffee and poured it in her toddler son
• Blatantly and openly practiced WITCHCRAFT  from childhood
• Burdened this world with her awful WITCHCRAFT  and demonic deeds for eighty-seven years!

Scripture likens  conjure, voodoo,  unto rebellion.  Martha was extremely rebellious, very disrespectful to GOD, to every one.

GOD said No!  Don't worry men and women like my mother shall proceed no further.  We solved the problem, discovered the "common denominator".

GOD told us to repent of our sins.  If you can't repent I guess you can ROT!

Wrong can never be made right

You can not beat a lie into the truth. No one, nothing can intimidate me into shutting up about my mother.  She was a whore! Not just any whore, a super whore, a whore before her time, a pioneer whore.

Yes, my mother was extremely promiscuous.  I think my mother was impregnated about eleven times, birthed six children.  Of course none of us had the same daddy.  Martha was  a black widow spider, she ate her lovers, just completely devoured them.

I am so tired of my pusillanimous friends and relatives telling me to shut up.  I will not!  Fear and silence is the reason so many of these raunchy whores feel confident enough to sit up in PULPITS! Have the nerve to preach to others, demanding people do what they would never do.  Demanding with authority, bossy, dictatorial.

I have been trying to reveal my mother for years.  I fully understand why people do not care, can not care.  My mother's evil is not a reality easy to grasp.  Her twin, Donald Trump came along and made my plight, my appeal for help so much  easier to understand.

Yes, my mother was mad, angry, alive with rage and hatred.  Why? Because she wanted to do what she wanted to do , when she wanted to do it, just like she wanted to do it and this world better not say SHIT!  .  What did she want to do? RAPE! Destroy! Eviscerate! Scramble brains!  Why? Was it because she was raped as a small child? Perhaps.

Or it could be Martha developed a deep secret hated for herself.  Perhaps that is why she was so common and never knew a boundary she feared to cross.

INCEST AND PEDOPHILIA!  When a man or woman sinks that low you can not be content with hiding it, not discussing it, pretending that you do not know.

Looking back, all the signs of extreme perversion saddled my mother.  Cursing and cussing at the top of her lungs all day, hours and hours of screaming , ranting and raving. Never ending misery!

I learned to shut her out.  I just blocked her out, went inside my head.  Read, did my homework, wrote a story, a poem, drew a picture. Dreamed of my get away, my final escape.

It is so obvious now that Martha is finally dead, that poor woman had a legion of demons on her back.  A legion of demons she worked very hard to conjure, to create.

Yes, that whore vexed me, stalked and conjured me for sixty-two years.  I endured to the end with the help of Almighty GOD. "I never could have made it."

Children, if you know such a man or woman, "Come ye out from among them!"  Trust GOD!  Put your life in (HIS) hands."Lean not to your own understanding."

Leaping with Joy! Straight up and down! Oh yes, demonic stricken whores like Martha Jane Walters, you might get by but,  you will not get away! You will not come to this earth and live the life you lived, rape , MURDER and deliberately destroy, die laughing and never be known.

No ma'am! Not today! "Time changes all things"

Praise the LORD!

I'm Your Angel - R.Kelly and Celine Dion (With Lyrics)

Jerome Walters is my Angel.  Who is yours? Not only is Jerome Walters my Angel , he is very disappointed in all of his kin that abandoned him.  Let that lying whorish daughter of his  frame him for suicide.

He said he is shocked, thought we had better sense, that he had taught us better.

Cool.

I'll press on alone. GOD got this anyway.

"Make America Great Again!"

Why don't you scream that you are going to find the fountain of youth , Ponce De Leon Trump! ?  You are a crosss between Don Quixote , Archie Bunker and Rambo! You are fucked up! You can't just demand to fuck the entire world up because your dumb rich ass is bored.

Why don't you go to the library, read a book?  Hire me  Seriously! Man I would have you so smart, so up to date, so informed.  Donald choose me.  I'm retired.  I tutor.  I'll be honest with you.  You've got to cultivate that brain baby! You must exercise your critical thinking skills.

"What do I have to lose?"

Well losing your deep contempt is not in danger.  You are like the man that brags he will fuck any woman if he can put a bag over her head.

What do I have to lose? I have to lose total consciousness, my complete mind.  I don't suck dick! And If I sucked dick, I would never line up and suck your little dick like Chris Christie, Ben Carson and all those other dick suckers.

Yes, I would rather be "economically challenged".  For sixty-five years I've lived month to month and month to month GOD has made a way.  I graduated from college with honors and Not one muthafucker gave me a fucking penny!  Not my mother, not my father.

I take that back.   My grandfather helped me. He didn't have a lot of money to give me but he gave me his prayers, his blessings, his wisdom, his intelligence.  He left us sixty-five acres of prime timberland, a house, orchards, vineyards, cribs, barns that his whorish daughter just had to squander .

Yes! The dumb whorish bitch made us all lose everything just so she could look good, look smart.  Just so she could make us  smooze up to her,  had to kiss her "yalla" ass to just fucking make it.  And the dumb dick slobbing 'ho was "rooting" us, all the time.  Was working "roots"  against her own family because her dumb sensitive ass was offended because she  got talked about.

You should have been talked about BITCH!  MUTHAFUCKER  You are lucky somebody didn't drag your whorish ass out in the street and just stab you bitch!  Justifiable homicide! Suicide by voluntary manslaughter!

Every one of you damn lying demons better go and bow down! Do it now!

Trump is NOT the one and the fact you ever entertained this damn dummy proves you are most illiterate.

You,  Donald Trump are a pompous ignorant impotent rebellious ass.  You are full of pride, sick vitriolic hatred.  You are going down muthafucker, your are going down.

This dumb muthafucker done messed around and woke a sleeping giant.  Something is wrong.  Something is very wrong when a piss ant as dumb as DT is a billionaire .

Fuck that! I'm woke now  …game on.

Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee - Walk on

One thing the evildoer can not stop is GOD"S Plan. The evil doer can NOT stop  anything .  If GOD wants it, wills it, it is coming to fruition.  GOD keeps reassuring me that I'm not in the least bite dumb or pitiful or hard lucked.  As a matter of fact, my mother's deep secret hatred for me was indeed a blessing.

Trust GOD.  I don't care what you are going through, trust GOD to see you through.  I certainly can understand my mother's confidence .  She did it too long, got away with abominable evil for far too long.  She began to believe her own hype.

I should have known better.  A woman that will deliberately walk on her brand new mink stole is in bad shape.  I remember hanging it up and gently criticizing her for such negligence and she replied that it was only a mink stole, not an entire coat.  Worse, I stupidly and humbly agreed with her.  Did my coon act of nodding in agreement as I cleaned her foul room like a Mexican maid.

What a fucking idiot.  How ungrateful, how lazy, how ignorant.  What could anyone ever expect from a woman like Martha? Shit! O.J. Simpson would have made a better mother than that bitch.  At least we would have had money.

We must be more vigilant as a society.  We must do more to protect our children.  Children have no voice.  It takes a long time and a great deal of courage to catch up to our captors.  It really takes a vile evil spirit to refuse repentance when they are extremely elderly.  Death is certain.  Why do you chance hell? Is it that you don't care? Or won't care?

Are you too ashamed of the life you lived? Is it still pride? Are you still incorrigible ? If you haen't learned in fifty, sixty, seventy years  …I don't guess you ever will.

Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee - Easy Rider

Yes, I "cuss". I do not "curse".  Understand the difference.

I cuss for entertainment purposes only.  And I cuss because it's in me and it's got to come out.

Praise the LORD!

She was a dirty mistreater !

Please stop! Please stop believing, please stop teaching European values, European culture to be the best. "Be not envious of the way of the oppressor."

Love yourself!  Pray for the courage to discover your authentic self.  Then pray for the courage to live your authentic blessed best life.  I'm blessed. I know it.  I was born blessed.  I am sure my mother sought no pre-natal care.  She did not want me.  I should qualify that and mention she did not want any of us.

GOD's Divine Order is "Peculiar". My horrid evil mother birthed six children, lost count of the number she aborted and never wanted one single child.  Many very good, kind loving women are "barren", can not get pregnant with fertility drugs.

At any rate, we are here.  Have been here quite a long time.  I've been here long enough to learn my mother "ain't shit", that most people "ain't shit", either.  But. Praise the LORD! IT IS ALL IN DIVINE ORDER!

Yes, my own mother was the lowest form of vermin unimaginable but,  I survived!  We survived!

What did I learn? I learned every Word in that Book is true!

Praise the LORD!

James Brown-Try me

WHEN: Fine was FINE and I had no idea I would ever get old.

Where: Billy *****'s house in the Brodell's , all BRICK.  The finest manicured lawns I had  ever seen, full of upscale bourgeoisie negroes. They observed curfews, didn't get loud and fight. No smoking. No liquor, no open drinking. Yes, we drank, still got drunk, just more discreetly.

WHAT: "Slow dragging"  with fine ass Earl *********.  Gently rubbing his ripped chest, his solid black steel six pack against mine.  He was so tall compared to me, I thought I could climb him.

WHY: You need memories to make life worth living.

WHO: You, remember something that makes you  smile as often as you can.

Quit pretending!

Stop pretending! Stop lock stepping with the blind masses. I was in the fifth grade, standing at attention reciting the Pledge.  It hit me right then and there. "With LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL!" Where muthafucker!?  Where? When? These same muthafuckers, these same little all white children, along with my white teacher,  treated me like shit on Valentine's Day. (and every day)  My old evil mother had behaved normally for once and bought me a pack of Valentines and candy to stuff every one's Valentine.  I sat up all night neatly addressing each card individually.  The teacher gave us a list of everyone's name.

All the Valentine "mailboxes" were handmade, it was one of our weekly art projects.  Of course mine was lavish , very ornate. The teacher hung them from the bottom of the bulletin board. Some of the "mailboxes" were so stuffed with cards and candy, they fell.

I only got one Valentine and it was from the teacher!  The two other black students in my class didn't give me shit either.

It was understood. "Oh! you're black, you're a NIG-GER!" Well what is the point? I was born black. I can not change my "race".  You do not have the right to inflict pain and shame upon me for an accident of birth.

So you're white? Blonde, blue-eyed .  So?  That doesn't mean you are smarter, more gifted, have greater value as a human being.  That may be the message you send. I do not have to accept it.  My mother never mistreated me because I was too black,  as she said.  That was the best excuse she could come up with to cover her perversion, her immaturity, her selfishness. 

We should not have let her.  We could have stopped her.  All we had to do was kill her.  That was the only way she was ever going to be stopped.

Women like my mother can be identified more readily now that more abuse survivors are exposing them.  

I do like the fact someone has coined the term "dysfunctional " families.  To say our family was dysfunctional is an understatement.  It is all good.  I can still laugh.  I know I'm blessed!

My beautiful brilliant daughter is turning THIRTY-TWO! 

Thank you Jesus! 

I always knew this day was coming ...

I just didn't know when.  I could smell it, it's awful oder was in the air.  Yes, I always knew that it wasn't going to end well but,  I went along for the ride.

I was sitting silently beside my mother in her husband's "First Sargent's" office. The white man had turned red. Was bellowing by now.  He was outraged as he screamed at my mother; "Ma'am! I can't make that man go back to you!"

"We have a little baby, A NEW BORN BABY! " she screamed back!

We left Ft. Lee, Virginia  disappointed and empty handed.  Martha combed that post but could find no evidence of her  new Cadillac or her third husband.  I know now Martha was a spoiled brat , very used to getting every thing she ever wanted.  She wanted a tall good looking  man, one that looked foreign, looked Arab. She found one. He was too young and she was too evil. too corrupt.

She talked to that man worse than she talked to us.  Martha had to believe in "voodoo".  Only "voodoo" could have enabled her to get and keep such a fine young man so long.

I was only nineteen.  I went for the ride.  "Come on Gwen! We riding!"  That meant my mother was "strapped", was roaring mad.   How dare this nigger leave her!  He was coming back! Martha was not about to have that shit!

Anyway, he got away.  Never came back except to see my brother graduate from Medical School.  Martha milked that shit like she had done it.

"Endure to the end. Endure to the end."

Count the cost!

My mother was an extremely foolish woman, just fucking retarded when it came to her stubbornness .  Always for her benefit however.  She never followed the wrong path when it came to her well being. She always made sure she had enough money, a fine car, fine clothes, a following, a host of yes niggers and flying monkeys.

You were going to be the one made to suffer hanging around Mathy Jane.  You were going to be her scapegoat, her blood sacrifice and you were going to be so confused, such a blithering idiot you were never going to know.

Yes, I am mad, I am raging and the stanking slut better be glad she is dead. Not only did my mother have pretty children, we were all brilliant. There was not one time we did not score in the ninety-nine percentile on the Iowa Basic Skills test.  My jealous demonic  mother tried to pretend she didn't know what that was, what it meant.

Yes, she was a jealous whore working to destroy us on the sly because the ignorant slut did (not so )secretly blame us for fucking up her life.  the dumb bitch fucked up her  own life and could never fix it because she was immoral, low life, a troll, a THOT, a fucking maggot of a mother!  

I don't know what the bitch preached for other than to have some where to show off her fine clothes.

Yes, Mathy was a "root worker". Unfortunately a very lazy selfish one. Mathy's "roots" were for her only.  Yes, she had a pet nigger, married him after enslaving him for thirty-four years.  She was at least sixteen years older than he was.  Where is the honor in that?  Martha always bragged that she could get any man she wanted and she did.  Sure, it was through demonic WITCHCRAFT.  But they were caught just the same.

She was a liar.  She could not get ANY man she wanted.  She could not get a good man, an honest man, a man that was not a pervert.  No normal man was about to waste his life being kept by my mother.

That is why I don't mind my five brothers shunning me.  They are ruined, eviscerated, castrated by their own mother.  Not how sad, HOW HORRID!  My mother should have had the courage to douse herself in gasoline and set herself on fire the first time she found herself trilled by one of her many sick demonic acts.

I do understand why my family hid her.  She was something that was shameful, just too embarrassing and horrifying to know.  We can know now.  The stanking slut finally died.  EIGHTY-SEVEN YEARS!  Bitch! Will you fucking die already! If a nigger won't change, if you cannot trust them.  Any woman you know to be a 'ROOT WORKER",  A FUCKING WITCHDOCTOR should not be tolerated. WHY!?

Would you knowingly drink hemlock? Would you bathe in a tub of hog shit? Well, why the fuck did we put up with Martha? Why didn't one of us have the courage to put just one bullet in that bitch's head?  Sure, I can talk shit now.  Now that the whore is long since dead.  My mother is certainly an example of gender confusion.  She was very masculine.  Some have claimed I am too masculine, a "fem-a Nazi".  Perhaps so, if I am too masculine for this world what does that mean? What does that say about femininity? Is femininity a sign of weakness? Cowardice?

When you find your self in a relationship with a woman like my mother, move, leave no forwarding address.  Go into the "Witness protection program".  Hide!  Expatriate! They treat black people better in Europe, maybe Africa.  "Get thee into a far country."

No! NO! NO! NO! NO!  Yes, I always knew my mother was fucked up but,  for far too long I foolishly believed she was fixable.  World,  when a grown ass woman pours a pot of hot boiling coffee on her toddler son because she is raging mad because the child's father did not divorce his wife to marry her, this world is in trouble.  That innocent child is in deep shit, but our world is in deeper trouble because our world is crawling with such women and far too many victims are too terrorized to ever say "yea" or "nay".

My own mother demanded to be that kind of woman, to be promiscuous, to do as she pleased, but to be loved, adored and never so much as criticized.  No such thing.  "From such stay away."

No, no weapon formed against me shall prosper.  In the end GOD will fix it, will even things out, will give you double for your trouble but,  in the meantime you must suffer that albatross.  The saddest fact about my mother's abominable evil, it was never necessary.

Martha was just a very foolish fallen woman that was too lazy to get up.  Martha really thought lying, pretending and "working roots"  was the answer.  No, she never considered the cost.  She never factored in the shame she would have to bear  for her  disclosure.

The family that shut me out for refusing to honor Martha Jane Walters can kiss my black ass because their mother is a fucking slut!  I will not lie to anyone pretending that whore was ever good.  Yes, I am still thrilled to death the low whore is finally dead.

"Come Jesus."

Still solving for Y or searching for why?

I'm fuming the very disingenuous reporters on channel 2 pretended to side with the disgruntled parent.  Another black woman was complaining about her only black daughter being made to feel uncomfortable because of a Black History social studies lesson simulating slavery.

The little girl felt uncomfortable because she was the only female black student and she had to return to the plantation twice when the dice did not roll her way.  So!? That is why it is called simulation.  The teacher should be commended for her attempt to develop empathy, to teach pluralism.

Her district  did not back her, claimed to have no knowledge of the assignment.  Why are all teachers forced to present lesson plans at least one week in advance? Someone is lying.  Some one is an uneducated racist coward.  Someone is serving in a position above their pay grade.

Blacks were slaves, that is a fact.  That subject should be taught, not avoided. The most important fact I would teach that little girl, blacks were the LAST SLAVES, not the only slaves. The Greeks, the Romans.  World History is required by the fourth grade.  Some one is not reading! The damn teacher is not reading!

AmeriKKKa ended American slavery wrong.  Notice how the white racists used Christianity to justify enslaving us but didn't go any where near the Word when it came to freeing us.  No day of Jubilee, no reparations for the nearly four million human beings just "let loose" on this nation at the mercy of their greatest hateful enemies.

Yes,  we learned to survive, but at what cost?  Too often it has been our "Manhood", our courage, our ability to think critically, to articulate our thoughts to a group of people with enough humanity to care.

I'm the first one to shut up.  I come from a family where a closet lesbian bulldagging troll controlled us for eighty-seven years, MURDERED  MY GRANDFATHER,  fucked up every life she could. Died and is buried as a "Rite Reverend", "mother of the church" and she was a hellion , a demonic ROOT WORKER!, everything ungodly and unworthy, is very dead yet is still feared.

We enslave ourselves.  If you keep a dog tied for a very long time and finally untie him, he will behave as if he is still tethered.  The hardest part of my healing is learning to love myself, learning to finally care about me, for me.

I have to laugh, my mother did not permit it.  We could love her, we had to love and dote on her but we had to demonstrate that we were willing to humiliate ourselves for her love.  One pair of shoes! You were just an evil slut! "Grits and grease"! I think Mathy wanted to die, wanted one of us to snap and put her out of her misery.

No one cares.  GOD can't help you if you won't let (HIM).  It is not color but it is class, it is character.  Some people have no character, no morals.  We should not turn a blind eye to them.  We should not continue to let them have their way.  These monsters always live too long.  A germ or a cancer cell will not go near their corrupt bodies.

"Come Jesus"

Joe Tex-Ain't Gonna Bump No More (With No Big Fat Woman) 1982

Solve for Y

I've always hated math.  To this day I still hate the shit.  It is the only class I ever took that ever challenged me. "Solve for Y"  Who the fuck is Y? Why in the fuck would I ever care?

I ain't "solving" shit, sounds too much like fucking work. I'm tired! Yes, I am permanently tired as well as retired.  You vicious muthafuckers stole me from my homeland where I'm sure I was a Princess.  You muthafuckers enslaved us! Just fucked us up and then "let us go free".

Now look at this shit!  You muthafuckers made this mess! Now come clean it up!

Man is the most fucked up muthafucker that ever lived.  You better listen to Jesus and shun the muthafuckers!

These ravenous muthfuckers got you dumb ass muthafuckers solving for Y while they are taking the lion's share of everything.  When are you dumb muthafuckers going to ever wake up!?

Like I said, I ain't "solving" shit.  I'm not thinking! I will follow the blind, the cripple, the crazy.  I can't think, I can't pay my bills but , my pastor is worth one hundred and sixty-seven million dollars!  He has the secret to wealth building.  If I keep attending his church and tithing as he has commanded me too I will become wealthy myself one day.

"Come Jesus"

You got to know!

We say; trust your gut, but it is not your "gut", it is the Holy Ghost.  It is GOD"S Spirit.  Do not refuse it.  Do not be so proud, or so foolish as to ever believe you can make it, that you can navigate yourself on this journey, alone, without GOD.  There are just too many vipers, too many snakes.  You need Divine Order.  You need GOD'S vision.

Well, be proud, be like my mother.  Talk about a royal fuck up! Pride!  All that pride and no money.  I can understand DT's blatant ignorance.  He is too wealthy.  If you can't tell a nigger with fifty more dollars than he needs anything, how can a pompous old white man ever learn, ever listen?

It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than it is for a rich man to get into heaven. He can't hear, he won't listen.

Of all my mother's problems, her lack of caring, her inability to feel love was her greatest downfall.  She could fake, she mimicked very well.  She just could not follow through with genuine kindness.  She resented, she compared, she kept score, she could not love.

Do not be surprised. Most hearts have waxed cold.  People can not care.  Most people are so caught up in earning a living, trying to keep the bills paid, trying to keep the lights on, that they can't hear.  No matter our status, we all struggle.

Now that I'm old and worn out I wonder aloud; "What the fuck!?"  Why did I spend so many hours after school, on weekends preparing lessons, gradings assignments?

I loved it!  I loved teaching for a very long time,  then things changed. The tail started wagging the dog.  Pompous rude parents started stalking teachers via "Gradebook" or what ever fucking name some school system allows.

I could not teach for delusional parents hovering over their viperous lying offspring.  Too many parents are  living in denial, years too late to parent that viper that is a carbon copy of them.   Your child is already a pervert.  A lying miscreant!  Yet, you have the muthafucking time to email me every fucking god blessed hour with your frustrated bullshit!  You know I can't tell you what I want to tell you , so you have the fucking nerve to give me suggestions on my teaching methods.

You did not finish high school! You dumb bitch!  Go lose some fucking weight!  All you do is get on the computer worrying the fuck out of teachers all damn day!  Bitch! I'm tired, I'm busy.  You only have one of these little fuckers, I have over  one hundred and fifty!

Thirty years is long enough to do anything.  You don't have to be old to retire, to want to change.  I know America's educational system is in the shit hole where it should be.

There was a time

"Time changes all things."  Granddaddy must have made this announcement at least once a day. The longer I live the more I realize I am the only one that ever listened to him.

Curses are real!  You can NOT overcome your curse by pretending it doesn't exist, that it is not real.  No matter how revolting your truth is, you must face it, acknowledge it.  If you suddenly became stricken with blindness or paralysis you would not just ignore it.  You don't just go on with your life trying to pretend you are normal, happy.  It can't be done.

The truth is I've been made to suffer tremendously my entire life due to my unfortunate association with that damn Martha Jane Walters! What a FUCKING SLUT!  No morals! None! Not one fucking shred of decency in her entire body.  Not one glimpse of "Christianity", love, trust anything decent in eighty-seven years!

My mother is that woman GOD warns us about in the scripture.  She is the woman that will make you prefer a hollow log, a cave, death.  My mother was such a foul low maggot of a woman five of my brothers have decided to rot with the slut.  I get it.  Fuck it! What is the point? How can there be a GOD when a low slut like Martha is allowed to run rough shod over her family for eighty-seven years?

We did not hear.  GOD said fear NO MAN! NO WOMAN! NO THING! The slut kept us terrified with her voodoo, hoodoo, conjure, lies, vulgarity, violence.  FUCK THAT BITCH!  Stomp on her muthafucking head! Yes, granddaddy should have just offed that bitch when she was six.  He didn't, we suffered.

We did not have to.  She was all mouth! Never fear a mouthy demon, someone with nothing but flapping gums.

That is exactly what my family did with my mother.  This little whore, this little demonic imp was a child but she was as evil as any snake.  She was a viper.  When did my family first become aware of Mathy's deep evil?  When she was a toddler!  While yet a child, this little slut was a complete selfish cunt!

Not only was my mother deeply disturbed she was brilliant in her cunning and extremely astute in her WITCHCRAFT.  The only problem was Jerome Walters.  He was a good man, a true Christian and deserves to have a monument built over his grave.  He deserves to be honored and that thang he called daughter should be dug up, her entire life drug up and she should be scorned!

I type this post in complete confidence that it will finally happen one day.

It is ALL IN DIVINE ORDER!

Well do the damn thing then! 2016 Thee Merge - Jackson State Sonic Boom of the South "DRUM MAJORS" - ...

Why I'm sixty-five years old and still pissed with my mother.  Because this was me! I was a majorette and my "root working" mother deliberately ended my career.



GOD reminded me that I should be glad (HE) did not let her take my life.  My point is the window of opportunity is too short for men and women like my mother.  Racism is too real.  Money is too scarce.



If you are demonic, go sit your ass down somewhere!  You had you chance! You blew it with your hard headed ass, now go sit down!



I am so humbled! I actually did this! Youth, energy,… a vapor.

I don't get evil

I do understand revenge.  You did me wrong, therefore I am going to do you wrong.  I am going to even the score.  I just don't get evil.  Why do something extremely evil,  extremely demonic, deplorable to a small child?

A woman in Atlanta was indicted recently  for beating her eighth month old daughter to death.  She did admit it. At least she did not lie. That is too much hatred, too much pain.  We do not have to have babies we do not want.  We can use some form of birth control.  We can legally seek an abortion.

Pray!  If you are extremely cowardly, extremely perverted, pray, seek help.  Isolate yourself.  Imprison yourself. Self regulate.  Read, study, fast, pray. Seek an answer.  "Know ye the truth.  Be set free."

My truth is my mother did not care, could not care, was never going to care.  She could have lived to be  over a hundred.  She would have never changed. She was a brute.  She was vicious , ferocious.  Some men are the same way.

Why am I always shocking myself, amazing myself?  Look what this world did to Jesus!  Jesus was GOD's Son and they nailed (HIM) to a Cross! Stripped (HIS) skin off! And we claim we want to be Christians! No! We want to be like those people that crucified Christ.  That is why we crucify each other.  Hate each other for the color of our skin, hair texture, age, weight, class, status, any excuse will do.   We love to hate each other.  We demand to compete, to out do each other.

You claim you want to be a Christian.  No the hell you don't! Not really, not on this earth.  These vipers are vicious!  Be "nice", be kind.  You can act like Jesus if you want to. You are going to get your ass kicked just like Jesus! Understand that when you declare how you want to live like Jesus.  You have to loan people money, you can't ask for it back.  You have to let people slap the shit out of you.  You can't do nothing but pray and take it.

Look at my own mother! Sexually abusing toddlers! Her own babies! WORKING "ROOTS"!  A "Root Worker"! I had to endure it to the end.

I am a Christ Lover!  I love Christ but I am not going to let these imps eat me up.  I am not going to let these vipers devour me. My OWN MOTHER!

Help us LORD!  "Come by here, somebody needs you."

Some things can't be done

Well, some things should not be done.  Grown adult people should not touch children sexually! It is wrong! Of course it is wrong.  The worse thing in the world is a woman that goes along with such, that solicits or wishes such on her own children.  When this happens, do not hide it!

For GOD'S sake DO NOT HIDE IT!  When you are found out, it is going to be ugly. Yes, you will be better off dead.

The worse part of discovering my mother's hidden proclivities is the waste.  The waste of so much talent, the waste of so many gifts.  The waste of so much time, of nearly a century.

Yes, I am raging because she caused us to lose our land, our family home.  Just because her simple lazy ass wanted to be number one.  If you demand to be king of the hill, demand to do more than graduate from high school.  Do more than plot against men for their checks.  Do more than lie, gossip and spew venom on your own family.

Please do not ever believe you can MURDER and Preach! Please do not think that phony flimsy bullshit love can ever  pass for the real thing.  Prepare yourself.  When you are caught, once you are exposed… get ready to be reviled!

"Get thee behind me satan!"

What was I thinking?

No, I never had a childhood, not really.  I went from a toddler,  a fun loving happy four year old,  to a guarded, suspicious , untrusting,  sexually, physically, psychologically, emotionally abused female,  worthless "luddle black heifer" negro motherless child.  satan did that to me in one day, in less than an hour.

There are a lot of things you may have to overcome as you sojourn on this earth.  I can assure you "motherlessness" is not the obstacle you want.  It is debilitating.  Especially when your mother is the slick whore my mother was.  I can prove my point with one word, INCEST.   See, case closed.  We do not have to go any further.

When satan is ashamed of you, you have gone too far.

The slut came and got us.  Found out we were worth an allotment check.  We were finally out of diapers.  Martha was never worried about anyone ever telling shit on her.  Martha did have an attitude.  She did wish you would dream you ever told shit on her.  "Muthfucker bedder wake the FUCK UP AND RE-THINK!" 

Proof! Proof!? The bitch is long since dead and is still a secret!

"Who is you!?"

one of my ignorant poorly educated relatives quizzed one of my Facebook Friends.  She was ferocious.  We are ferocious.  I come from a long line of ferocious women. "Only the strong survive."  Darwin's theory of evolution at it's finest.

"In all your getting, gain some understanding."  I certainly can understand an immature twelve year old emotionally mentality retarded Mathy Jane hating me, Gwen,  with such viciousness.  I can not understand her refusal to grow, however .  You can not preach and refuse to grow.  If you preach while still hiding, shielding your small mind, your sever emotional retardation, you are not a child of GOD.  You are a reprobate, an imp.

Worse, if you still fear a dead demon this prayer is for you. You are beyond lost.  Your brain has shriveled up and died.  You are a waste.  I'm sorry.  You gave up too early.  You must have cheated.  In order for anyone to give up so easily is heartbreak.  I know it is not easy.  I know she had us by the balls.  What could we do?

"Come ye out from among them."

Watch your tone!

Seriously, the tone of your voice can get you killed.

I graduated from high school with a young man known for being rude in "high school".  Young people should know, a lot of shit you are permitted to get away with in "high school",  is not real life.

You can defend yourself in real life.  The school threatens to suspend all combatants.  They have to say that, that have to do that.  That does not mean you have to submit to bullies.

I taught a little boy once.  He was in high school but he was quite small for his age and he had a withered arm.  The poor baby suffered a stroke in the womb and was lucky to be alive.  These bullies that attended this high school did not think so.  They taunted the little boy, threatened to take his new CD player.

Their mistake was warning him.  That little boy went home and for some some reason loaded a long sock with batteries.  The next morning  he was met by a host of bullies announcing  today was the day, that this was the exact moment he was losing his CD player to them.

I was standing there frozen, blood was gushing, niggers were flying, some fell to the floor, I do recall some teeth being lost.  Of course security rounded them up.  I do not remember a single assistant principal so much as giving the little cripple boy so much as detention.

As a matter of fact the "little boy" was high fived by everyone, became an instant hero.  His defensive action acquired his name. He was respected.  I call it doing what you have to do.  He was short, tiny. Bullies love to mess with people they are sure they can beat.  Sometimes they are wrong.

Goliath was wrong about David and Mathy Jane was wrong about me.  There are a lot more whores such as my mother.  More people must stand up to such men and women.  Even if you have to put batteries in a sock, get this trolls off of you!

I'm  happy! Batteries in a sock!  Who knew?

The struggle continues ...

Here we are in 2016, technology blowing me out of the water! I never had any idea I could carry thousands of bumping, jumping, get down songs with me every where I go.  I do not have to be bored while walking my dog.

When I feel down I can fill the air and space with memories that make me happy, music!

I did notice something quite important, while distracting myself with music I don't have to think, I don't have to remember.  I can dis-remember or un-remember if I want to.  I do not have to get up another morning knowing my own mother MURDERED  my saintly grandfather and got away.

Worse than my own mother getting away with with murder, no one cares. NO ONE!  I am mortified.  How did this world miss such a great man? I had to attend College and  Graduate School to learn of Dr. Dubois, and many other great thinkers. Rousseau, DeCarte, Voltaire, Martin Luther, all great men.

My mother was born to one, to one of the greatest thinkers in the world, a wise sage.  And this dumb slut murders him and gets away.  You enslave your stupid ass self.  I have come to the belief anyone suffering in this great country has some culpability.  Sure racism is real but so is obstinance, so is foul immorality.  My mother knew INCEST  was wrong.  Wrong never deterred Martha.  She knew it was wrong to bludgeon that puppy to death, she did it any way, lied about it, got away.

A pattern of never having to accept responsibility for her own actions was established early and permanently in Martha's life.  She was deeply disturbed just the same.  The fact that she enjoyed, purely relished committing sick foul sadistic deeds spelled doom for us.

I know I'm humbled, I am prostrate with grateful thanksgiving to Almighty GOd for saving my life from that slut.   I am grateful to GOD that I did not turn out worse.  I am just humbled, bowing in awe, learning what I've learned about my own mother.  Knowing what I know! Talk about a 'COME TO JESUS MOMENT"!

I get it, but I still don't get it.  I know my mother was carnal, that sexual pleasure had the most prominent place in her mind and heart.  I just don't get it.  Sex has always been something I could take or leave.  I am literally one of those "Fuck, fucking! Who gives a fuck?"

If my lack of sexual interest is the result of my mother's pre-occupation with my sexuality, my personal growth,pleasure or lack thereof,  good.

Still, Martha was hard headed, rebellious and would not listen.  I do think Martha did enjoy sex but not to the extent she pretended.  She was a prostitute, caught , arrested and humiliated.  Before she would admit to being wrong she tried to elavate sex to the pinnacle of man's greatest  pleasure.  Bullshit!  It is money.  Man loves money, sheer wealth over sex.  Sex is just a benefit.  Unfortunately , male or female, once you've conquered you lose interest.

For some reason Martha did demand to be worshipped.  She did demand to be seen as perfect. The fool wanted me to be madly in love with her while treating me worse than shit.  Fuck you bitch!

That is what Martha demanded from everyone. Malignant narcissism is blamed on bad parenting, poor mothering.  Mothers that over indulge, over love their daughters produce malignant narcissist like my mother.  Malignant narcissistic mothers produce fierce women like me.  Women that are great critical thinkers but women that are mad, fucking angry, fed up.  Hostile, loud, rude but love the LORD!  I love Jesus Christ, the only righteous man that has ever walked this earth.

Jerome Walters was the only man I ever met that came close.  I salute you Jerome Walters! Thank you for sharing your great wisdom with me.

"To GOD be the Glory!"

Her love was fake,

but her hate was real! That bitch was lecherous , a beast.  Give it up! "Gird up your loins!  This truth can not be handled by the faint of heart.  I knew that at four years old when the pervert had my little black behind turned up in her face giving me a hot soapy enema.

FREAK!   A motherfucking freak!  It doesn't matter how or why.  Just know. There are far too many fucking freaks lurking in good families,  deliberately destroying at will and never being held accountable because their perversions are so repulsive!

People will gladly reveal or snitch on a stranger.  But when it comes to kin, when the culprit is related, family, our MOTHER! We start to fear, re-think, over think, exercise caution, feel ashamed and rebuke, question GOD, question friends and relatives.

"It is what it is!" My mother was not only severely perverted, she was a lying promiscuious whore. A pathological liar! A human , two legged demon!  A nasty cunt!  The next time some one claims to like men or women that are sexual freaks remind them of what may go along with that territory.

I know I'm old and my values and morals may be considered prudish, perhaps.  I live by the code of my grandfather.  "Never do anything you would be ashamed to admit you did."  If there are some sexual boundaries you do not feel comfortable crossing, freely  admitting you did, don't.

Never commit a sexual act you feel is uncomfortable, too disgusting. DON'T DO IT! My poor mother had to lie for eighty-seven years.  Had to lie, to cover lies, had to hate because she was jealous, because she felt ashamed because she committed acts she did not like or want to do.  (I suppose)

According to these judge shows  couples are engaging in "three-ways".  Hold up! You might not want to do that.  Think first.  What if you break up with this person?  Don't take pictures of your private parts and post them on your phone!

Quit doing shit you have to lie about.  My mother never stopped doing shit she had to lie about.  She never stopped prostituting.  She never stopped "working roots".  She never stopped hating and comparing herself, therefore she hated secretly.  Pretended to love while writhing with deep hatred and resentment.

Brother James tells us not to be double minded.  We can't.  It does not work.  "You will hate the one and love the other."

I did ask GOD

why I had such a hateful demonic mother? (HE) assured me that I was not alone.  As a matter of fact (HE) complimented me for my courage.  GOD said there are so many fallen women like my mother (HE) had to fill (HIS) Scripture with warnings, with examples.

My mother could not be stopped!  She was not going to be stopped.  She had to be endured to the end. She knew who she was also.  Martha knew she was an evil succubus.  She knew her jealous hatred kept her bound but she could not listen.  She was delusional.  It was too late, GOD released her over to a reprobate mind.

Parents, if you have a small child that murders small animals do not turn away.  Get them some help immediately. I do attribute my mother's deep delusions, her abominable evil to the fact she told me she was horribly raped three time as an eight year old.  That would explain my arranged rape at her hands at age eight.

One thing for sure, Mathy was never admitting to any wrong doing.  I certainly understood why.  Not only had Martha carried out some dreadful, reprehensible act, the act was usually so disgusting she couldn't claim.  Martha would deliberately go into a fake trance, pretending not to hear you.  Martha would pretend to "zone out" until you got tired of calling her name, of trying to communicate with this fucking rock.

There is one very glaring mistake Martha made repeatedly for eighty-seven years.  If she was as hopelessly wicked as she pretended to be , why didn't she ever get caught? Too brilliant.  A person that brilliant is not mentally infirm, retarded, dumb,  or vacuous.  Martha was a brilliant whore, a stealth sadist, a FUCKING SOCIOPATH!  She deserves to be dug up, dogs should gnaw on her bones!
INCEST!!! INCEST!!! YOU FUCKING SLUT!!!

"Come get your beating!"  How the hell are you going to broadcast that shit to a hundred families for your entertainment yet refuse repentance for your shit at eighty-seven?  You never intended to repent of your sins, not one day in your excessively long miserable life!

One thing for sure bitch.  You had to look in the mirror, you had to look at your reflection every day. Everyday you saw a closet pervert, a closet INCESTUOUS PEDOPHILE,  a "Root Worker", a lying, backsliding preacher, a hideous ugly thing,  a jealous hater.

Don't hate me.  I didn't make your ignorant ass!  You made your stupid ass self.  If you didn't like what you made, you should have done better.  No, GOD gives us second chances, third chances, fourth, on into infinity,  as long as you are alive.  Yes, you must pray, you must fast and above all you must tell the truth.

You must have faith.  "Oh ye of little faith."  That is you Martha, that is your most ignorant jealous ass.  You could put your faith in some dirt off of a murdered man's grave in order to do evil, to block blessings.  But, you could not find fifty cents for me  to go to college.  Why didn't you know how obvious your hatred was?  Why didn't I know?

You never liked me Martha.  You said it was my color.  You are a liar.  You gave a lot of reasons, all lies.  Yes, I am glad I out did you in everything! That is what you get for making my life so miserable.  I made something out of myself despite you bitch!  That was GOD! Pissed you off didn't it?  You should have tried GOD and left satan alone.

No, I do hate nasty common women like you.  Babies are innocent, they do not ask to come here and you have no right to enslave anyone just because you can.  Shame on you for being such a deliberate slut.  Shame on you for refusing repentance before you died.

Yes, Martha your evil, your delineate vexation lasted far too long but Joy came in the mooring!

Thank you Jesus!

Beaming!

"You can pay me now ,

or, you can pay me later.  But, you will have to pay. Nothing in this world is free, not even "free time".

My grandfather kept tellingly my mother that  over and over , and over and over she refused to listen. "You got to cultivate the brains dawthur.  You got to study to sho' yo'sef approved."

Not Martha.  Martha Jane Walters was the epitome of the anti-intellectual.  She wanted to sound smart, demanded to lie about her imaginary degrees.   But, she was not about to open a book and study unless the book was on WITCHCRAFT!

 You were not going to embarrass her by telling anyone she was lying, just making shit up to hear her head roar,  either.  Yes, you were going to go along with Martha's ruse or get the "fuck-knocked-out".  Oh, yes, there was going to be some bloodshed and it was not going to be hers.

Yes, you were glad to ride out with her, sitting beside her in her long luxury automobile.  No, no one had to know that you survived on very meager rations in order to afford that car.  Beans, just pinto beans cooked in fatback.  No rice, no cornbread, no biscuits, no meat! No cool-aide.  We didn't even sit down as a family.  Just went up  to that big ass  pot individually, humbly, hungry, starving , praying for a better day.

Sure we grumbled but Martha roared. Sorry ass black niggers always impregnating her and leaving her with  six dumb ass,  worthless ass,  nigger children! "I'll be glad when you sorry muthafuckers leave heah!   I'M THE ONE DAT KEEP YO'MUTHAFUCKEING' ASS HOLES OPEN!"

We had to be the dumbest set of niggers that ever lived.  We took it.  Nine days, nine days in a row.  Mathy's "mess" of beans generally lasted nine days.  That is beans for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I loaded mine with hot sauce  and pepper.  My daughter marvels at my stealth weight of a mere ninety-nine pounds.  If she only knew.  Did we know we were being horribly treated?   No! Did I think it could be worse? Yes.  As a matter of fact it got worse the day we were finally finishing that huge industrial pot of beans and Mathy cracked up laughing confessing she had found a roach in them.

"Dat's why I didn't eat nun!"

No, I have not been right since.  My trust level for any human being stands at zero.  When your own mother is a nasty perverted pedophile lunatic "root worker", MURDERER  , Preacher, you tend to be a little stand offish.

GOD did right to let Mathy slip off this earth at eighty-seven years old not fully recognized or exposed for the heathen demonic reprobate she really was.

Steer clear of such individuals.  Donld Trump , DT, is such a person.  He smells.  The stench of demonic swine is all over him.  That is precisely why his complexion is unnatural, his hairdo is hideous.

"From such stay away."

You are next in line ...

I would have never believed it.  I am a living witness. My friend was diagnosed with breast cancer over twenty plus years ago.  She refused surgery, chemo, radiation.  She went holistic, raw foods, meditation, repentance.  IT worked!  She is still living CANCER FREE!  The doctors could not find a single cancer cell.

The very foolish evil doer can not tolerate success, any one's success, including their own. Unfortunately they always get caught.  It is abhorrent. Do right to do right.  Don't do right in order to look like you do right, do right because it is right to DO RIGHT!

Don't hate! Do not envy! How dare you plot against yourself!? Don't let satan use you!  Learn at some point in your long life!  You can not play thick, play the coon,  for ever.  No one is that thick.  Even those stricken with Down Syndrome eventually catch on.

No, even Almighty GOD can not make the stiff necked rebellious repent. You can not be sneaky however, for ever.  You can not plot against GOD'S anointed.  It will not work.  You will be made known. You will be exposed.

I have seen many healed of cancer and I've also seen many die.  It is in GOD'S Mighty Hands.

Yes, I am broken.  Yes,  GOD is healing these dry bones .  (HE) is knitting me back together. Praise the LORD! Because I am due to be DEAD! You didn't let her kill me!

PRAISE THE LORD!

I must agree to agree Albert King & Stevie Ray Vaughan - Blues Jam Session

Perhaps it has taken me sixty-five years, so ? I serve the GOD of revelations on a need to know basis.  What was the point of knowing or accepting the pure truth about Martha?  She was not changing.  Perhaps I was spared some bloodshed.  Is a "piece-of-mother" better than "no mother"?  Is a "wire monkey" better for the loveless motherless monkey?



Some people are extremely violent, love drama.  I spent a Friday night in an emergency room in North Philly once.  I was only fourteen but this place could have easily been South Africa.  The place smelled like piss, the "doctors" were extremely over tired, overworked , just overwhelmed.  Most of the patients were just just damn drunk ass fools.  Some people should not be permitted to drink, ever.  Some people are obviously allergic.  The catch a case of severe mental illness. Many die on any given week-end.



The enslaver has no right to butcher, dehumanize then mock.  That is exactly what my mother did. She did not expect her mocking, her deliberate sabotage, eviscerating to backfire but it it.



The same with used exploited people in the land of milk and honey.  All people must stop lying, stop exploiting. I am poor, broke but I refuse to ever dart in the door of a "public school" ever again.  The vipers are in there.  The vipers have taken over.  As a parent I would "home school", form a co-opt, pray, fast, hover, signify, "be sure make sure".



I would certainly talk to my child.  I would test their skills.  My grandfather started early.  He demanded that I be able to count change at five! "Don't nevah figger lak a nigger! Count yo' change!  Don't you move 'till yo count yo' change!"



I understood my grandfather's concern.  Whites had always exploited blacks when it came to basis rudimentary education.  This infuriated my grandfather.  He insisted we learn to count early, to count in our heads unassisted by paper or pencil.  All my math teachers agreed with him.  I copped out on math.  I could not get Algebra II! Well, the truth was I had no interest.  People learn what they want to learn.



If over seven billion people want to believe, proclaim whites to be superior, so be it.  I think not.  I do personally believe most people are intelligent.  "Time changes all things."



No one believes whites are superior.  There is no such thing as a superior race or a superior gender.



GOD does have this.  It is ALL IN DIVINE ORDER!