Me and Kanye

On my bended knees, sending prayers up for brother Kanye, for myself and all that are suffering and in intolerable excruciating pain right now.   I'm praying for JUSTICE! I'm praying for every lost soul suffering needlessly, right now.  I pray for every son and daughter gutted like a fish by their own mother.  I pray for GOD to take your pain away, immediately if not sooner.

I guess the best blessing of suffering the kind of pain I have always known, you can not spread it, you can not give it away.  And no one can understand it.  It clings to your skin like some thick putrid goo. It smells.  You can not put on enough perfume or cologne to mask your funk.  And the real truth is most people are glad to see you suffering.  They coo soft words in your ear,  as they thrust a dagger in your back and twist it. 

No, you can trust NO ONE!  Not even your own mother. Jesus told us!  Jesus told us a lot of things that most people are too busy to read.  Too busy making money to impress others, to make others jealous and envious.  Too many of us want money purely to bully.  My mother was a bully, a sick sadistic monster that pretended to love GOD, pretended to love her father, a man she shot dead in the heart just as casually as a squashing a bug.  Lied on him with a straight face! "Oh my daddy kilt hizsef…he couldn't wait on GAWD!"

You lying stanking slut! I hope and pray GOD kick your ass until your nose bleeds when (HE) sees you! Woman! You were never that ignorant and we were never that dumb.  Yes, we were that afraid of you.  You were a monster!  You would kick a nigger's ass.  And I loved the way you released those machine gun farts on crackers following you around in the store. That was brilliant. You finally died , thank GOD.

Yes, I get up early every morning thanking GOD she is dead.  I would never utter the lie "Rest In Peace"  regarding that abomination.  For far too long she used our love, our gullibility, our fear against us.  She was a horror! The whole world  needs to know, must know, these ravenous wolves are cloistered up in our "churches" , charismatic,  leading the  blind,  the un-read,  the vacuous sheep astray.

"Make America Great Again!" in other words let's good back to the days of white supremacy.  Let's put these "niggers" back in their place.  We want to go back to that humble negro that was forced to jump off of the sidewalk when a white person walked by.  

No, this new cracker will never be that obvious.  He will be friendly to your face while stabbing you in the back.  My heart hurts for uncle Ben.  He sold his soul for a mess of pottage, let that trickster trick him, then dismiss him, conned him into believing it was his decision .

I've seen this before.  Donald Trump and Martha Jane Walters are cut out of the exact same demonic spirit. They heed the voice of the evil one.  Don't worry.  They shall proceed no further.  Thank you LORD for assuring me that my mother was powerless.  She could not change without repenting.  She was too proud to repent therefore she was a complete lunatic on the loose for eighty-seven years.

Trump controls with his mouth, with his money.  So did my mother,  that's why the advent of a trump Presidency  does not phase me.  GOD got this. It is All in Divine Order!