No, I saw it, felt it ...

lived it for sixty-two years, I just could not believe it.  Dear LORD deliver every little girl, every innocent child from low common perverted people like my mother  and her supporters.  If you don't mind LORD you can just go ahead and kill them off.  Wipe this  earth clean  of them.

My mother  was a  SICK SADIST!  The day she smashed that puppy between two bricks it was over for us.  It was over for the entire Walters dynasty.  We are just remnants of what could have been, what might have been. The old slut successfully destroyed us, laughed and finally went on an expired.

No, I didn't go to her damn fake ass, phony as funeral.  They had her billed as the "mother of the church".  Bitch, should have been called the "muthafucker of the church".

Extreme evil is real.  The vipers are here blanketing our world,  attacking innocent children, their own children , just for the carnal pleasure they  derive from secret torture.  Stealth demons , every one of them.

Why preach?  Why preach so eloquently and charismatically? Why practice WITCHCRAFT at the same time? Why willingly be double minded? Hatred! Pure demonic hatred.  I was very old when I discovered my mother purely hated my grandfather.  I felt foolish.  How could I have been so blind for so long?  It was her mouth.  Martha declared her great love for her father, her great love for us,  every day.  Why some times she would hug and kiss us, give us little token gifts provided we knew to never and I mean never criticize her in any way.  Never open our mouths to tell of her slightest flaw.

I didn't! I witnessed my mother take on at least four young men, in the daytime, in the dayroom of her boyfriend's barracks when I was nineteen.  I never told any one.  I guess she hated me for carrying on the way I did in the car.  I was outdone! I was outraged! I was ashamed.  I screamed, she never said one word.  Just aimed her Cadillac for home.  I never spoke of it again. I knew better Mathy Jane was a beast! Mathy Jane would stab you, would try to kill you so I  let "sleeping dogs lie".

Never ever tell on Mathy Jane!  We didn't and we suffered.  I see my mother as a type of Carrie , the character played by Sissy Spacek that was tortured by her classmates and had supernatural powers to start fires.  No,  my mother could not start fires but she could conjure evil demons to plague you.  Believe me or not, I don't care.  I saw, I witnessed,  I was her chief victim for sixty-two years.

I kind of get it.  After Mathy's rapes at age eight I am sure the small community of Wade, North Carolina turned against her.   It was  1932 blacks were fresh out of slavery.  Martha turned to WITCHCRAFT  and excelled in it.  She was promiscuous and I am sure she blamed her rapes.  Most of the people in that community were black, that is , had dark skin.  Martha did not like dark skinned people.  She pure hated all people of color.

Once Martha got involved in WITCHCRAFT it was over for all of us.  I know for a fact my own mother was a pathological liar, a ravenous wolf, a deeply disturbed woman.  For some reason we believed every word that came out of her mouth? Why? Was is fear or was it just hope?

I think I so hoped the lies my mother told would come true.  I wanted her loudly declared love to be real.  I wanted all the gifts and money she promised me to come to fruition.   I wanted to live happily ever after  with my "loving, saved, sanctified mother."  I loved being loved by the people that claimed to love my mother.

I loved driving her Cadillac when she let me.  I loved pretending along with her that she was rich. I loved pretending she really loved the LORD or would love the LORD for real one day.

The truth was I had no one.  Frigid as an iceberg I had no man, could not keep a man.  I never wanted a woman.  Truthfully I hate women, I don't trust them, not one.  How can I after my Mathy Jane Experience?

I am just here to warn this world of the evil that is coming.  My mother was addicted to pornography.  She had so many nasty paperbacks under her bed they propped it up.  She was common, she was low, there was nothing my mother would not do. Nothing!

Be careful children.  Read your Bible thoroughly . Pray, fast.

"Come ye out from among them."