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!