Sure, you might get by

for a long time, in my mother's case , for a very long time.  But, you won't get away because "it is written".  It is in the Book.  Everything my mother did to me, to us, to her father is in that Book.  (HE) told us you would not have natural affection, that you would be selfish and carnal, that you would murder your own father.

2 Timothy 3:1 -7, read if for yourself,   don't accept my word.  So, you won't get away.  You may go a long time but, you won't get away.  GOD will release you over to a reprobate mind.  "Release" means GOD will let you go, (HE) will not stop you.  It is called "Free Will".  So unlike the evil one the Holy Ghost permits us to have our way, our will, to live what is in our heart.

All that "I love the LORD" my mother preached falsely was a mock.  Martha delighted in mocking GOD more than she did making a fool of every man and woman she touched.  Yes, Martha Jane Walters was delusional enough to think she could deceive the LORD Jesus Christ with her phony walk and phony talk.  Yes, my mother died proud as a peacock.  Cussed and cursed my socks off and I was the only one still trying to help her find salvation.  Go back to my post on this blog around  September 23 or 24 of 2013.

Praise the LORD!

My mother always hated me and always plotted against me,  covertly of course.  Always saw me as her rival that had to be destroyed.  No, I have absolutely no doubt my mother had a demon, no,  she had a legion of demons.  My mother demanded to practice incest, pedophilia, homosexuality, witchcraft, assault and battery, rape and Murder.  And did.  Did it for eighty-seven years.  All of her six surviving children have a deep brand, a burn scar.  Martha loved fire, loved to scald, to just fry your skin.  The only thing she did not want was your whining about it.

Martha had us, so she thought our bodies, our flesh,  was hers to do with as she pleased and we had no right to resist or criticize.  The best we could do was "Shut the FUCK UP! DAMN BLACK ASS WORTHLESS ASS NIGGERS!  AT LEAST I HAD YO' MUTHAFUCKING ASSES! I keep you fucking assholes open!  I feed you sorry ass black niggers.  I hate all you black ass muthafuckers!  I hate the day I had you damn worthless ass niggers!"

While she thought she was in control, was winning and could never lose because she backed her foul mouth, foul treatment , physical and sexual abuse with voodoo .  Martha did not think she could ever be stopped.  Why? No one ever had.  Can you imagine being a closet demon for nearly a century and few people knowing?  And the few that knew still remain too terrified to tell.

That is how good Martha was.  Of course sugar melted in her mouth.  Of course every man she snared gave her his entire pay check every month .  I watched her con my grandfather out of his hard earned pension and social security every single month until she finally got tired and just shot him in the heart when he was eighty-four.

The worse thing about my mother murdering my grandfather and getting away is she stole his mantel, his sermons, his wise teaching.  Faked it.  Just pretended to be him by sounding like him and never meaning one word.

One thing about it, my grandfather taught me; "Time changes all things."  Time has caught up with mighty Mathy Jane and her false teaching, her false image is going to go down in flames.

Woe unto you other nasty men and women.  Sexually and physically abusing small children, your own children because you were dumb enough to believe some ignorant primitive superstition that raping , deliberately robbing them of their innocence would guarantee you power to do anything you so desired.

Sure, Martha did just like she pleased when she pleased.  Pretended to be rich.  Always drove a Cadillac. Was always a pathological liar with great charisma.  Never did anyone any good.  Some ignorant church gave her a title and still will not speak one word against her.

If you've been had by a demon, recognize, repent, TELL! Warn! World my mother is the result of playing with WITCHCRAFT! Of pathological lying, of jealous envy,  of a Cain spirit, of racism.  My mother was "black" but she was a racist. No one ever hated black people more than my own mother.

"Come ye out from among them."