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!