I'm so glad!

Praise the LORD!  It had to be the longest secret incarceration ever, by far the longest state of confusion, bewilderment and betrayal any daughter has been forced to suffer from their corrupt mother.

I am so glad my grief and pain was so strong that I could not shut up, could not hold my peace. So, Martha Jane Walters was completely demonic, sadistic in the worse way, a complete horror that demanded to preach.  Why did she preach? Other than the fact she craved adulation, praise, money and to destroy, why did she preach?

Well, she was demon possessed, demon possessed in the worse way.  I am so glad I sensed it, discerned it.  I can not say I feel sorry for my birth mother.  She brought it on herself.  The very idea of crawling around on her knees in the deep dark woods at midnight in search of a way to kill, destroy, enslave,  is profoundly sobering.  The fact that same cunning woman tricked me, deliberately manipulated me out of a prestigious graduate school, a generous fellowship,  just to destroy me is shocking. But, Jesus told us!

Dumb Martha really thought she was winning when I was reduced to attending Atlanta University and treated like a sub human.  I complained to her, cried to her of how they failed to pay me the fellowship money they promised, that the level of intellect was extremely low.

Oh sly Martha laughed.  She could not help it.  All reprobates are swift to run to mischief.  While Atlanta University was far below my standards, that Trevor Arnett Library was not.  It was there that I learned how deeply witchcraft, voodoo and conjure had saturated the slave community, why it still flourished in the black community.

I finally understood why my mother made witchcraft her secret profession.  Why she sang her song every day,  all day;"You can't win fuh duh fix you in, I can't lose fuh the stuff I use."

Well, you are dead now bitch.  Every horrible act you perpetrated against me Almighty GOD turned into a gift, a tremendous blessing.  Praise The LORD!  Imps laugh when they hear that.  They have weak faith, can not believe.  I was thrown into, born into captivity and I survived, thrived! I am victorious!

Yes LORD, I proudly reveal every secret I can remember!

Don't you dare worry abut evil trump and his minions running around threatening to ruin,  to destroy, to take us back to Jim Crow.  Bow down satan, you shall proceed no further!

Martha's name is rotting, Jerome Walter's name is rising!

I pray a special blessing for every reader, every follower of this blog today.  Be abundantly blessed as you go about your day today.  Step out on Faith! Free Fall!