"A little learning ...

is a dangerous thing" , according to my granddaddy.  My life proves it.  At SIXTY-FIVE  I'm still struggling to love myself.  So used to rejection I do not expect much, never wanted much.  My "mother" claimed that I  wanted too much.  That was because she was an idiot.  Her brain plum rotted out from evil.  A pure REPROBATE !  May my testimony set off an alarm this world has never experienced.  These whores should be rounded up and put in front of a firing squad.

satan tried to fool me, kept telling me I was happy, to shut up, to accept my ugly lot in life.   But, my "mother" was no regular run-of-the-mill whore.  She was a DEMON!  I keep confusing her behavior with demon possession.  No such thing with Martha.  She was the full blown thing.  Martha's evil was much too brilliant to be a fluke.  Martha's evil is millions of years old.

I identified her extreme jealousy as that of a Cain spirit while having no idea she had "The Cain spirit". That damn ignorant fool was so jealous she was jealous of her own shadow.  She was Rasputin .  Yet, some how a thousand times worse because Rasputin did not use WITCHCRAFT!

I was just reflecting on how my "mother" ripped me open in front of my cousins for "running my mouth".  I guess I was foolish.   I was laughing, participating in the conversation and was actually laughing about how my mother potty trained my brother.  She beat the shit out of him.  He had an accident,  as a toddler.  He had loose bowels and the shit leaked out of his diaper onto the floor and she had to clean him.  Mathy went off!

Worse than going off on a toddler for shitting on himself she went off on me in front of my cousins for bringing the taboo subject up.  I was thirty-three and she cursed me like a dog.  I said nothing. I cowered, I shrank.  I learned my lesson.

My mother deliberately humiliated me as that was her habit.  What did we expect?  What could we expect?  Just like slaves owned and controlled by evil greedy masters we were all caught up in Mathy's Madness.   Say what you want to say , then go and pray that it never happens to you.  Pray that you never find yourself in the evil clutches of a viperous whore that would freely slap the taste out of Jesus' mouth knowing full well (HE) was Jesus!

My "mother" was common.  COMMON  as in NASTY!  Common as in having sex with the door open bitch!  The bitch would just shock the fuck out of you doing something nasty and you better not say shit!  You better turn your damn head and pretend that you didn't see what you clearly saw.

 People can be as liberated and free in  their sexuality and desires  as they want, I am convinced that some sexual acts are common and demonic.  Martha died at eighty-seven never admitting she was a PERVERT!  A hedonistic albatross!  I'm sorry, if you practice INCEST  and PEDOPHILIA you are FUCKED UP!   You need help!

No you don't.  The children you used and molested need help!

"Don't tell your children to watch the light.  Tell them to watch the cars.  The damn lights ain't never hit nobody."

"Come ye out from among them."