If nothing else, the advent, the rise of brilliant President Obama has taught us no one of color will ever be good enough in this evil world we occupy.
A beautiful brown man is disturbed from his sleep at four thirty every morning to study, to be tutored. He read ravenously, he amassed knowledge , only to be crucified by a jealous dullard that has never read one book.
The hatred against President Obama is unfathomable. Unreal, excruciatingly painful. He far exceeded his enemies and all they can do is lie and hate.
I feel his pain. I also read ravenously, I spent every evening in the library reading everything I could in an attempt to avoid my mother's second perverted husband. I studied hard , earned a degree with honors only to be stalked by own jealous mother.
Only to be hated by my own mother. A woman that turned to sabotage against me before she would be wrong, would recognize my color is not a curse.
No, my mother never stopped maligning me, digging pits, lying and turning every one she knew against me. No, my mother never loved me but, she sure loved hating me.
What kind of people wish to suppress my testimony? Jealous people, loved ones full of just as much envy as my mother. People just as covetous and two faced. People just as phony and plastic. People that lean to their own understanding, that don't trust GOD. No, it is not that they can't, they won't.
They are blind and won't see.
People that need to present a phony front for their just as phony friends.
Now I am hated, avoided, shunned by my own loved ones. They claim it is my story. They are lying. They are just jealous. Full of envy. They have no compassion, their black hearts are full of hate although "LORD! LORD!" is plastered on their lips.
They play retarded, confused, stalling, waiting on me to die. My story will be good enough for them to tell when I'm dead. They will come to my aid then. They will feel free to celebrate my pain when I am long dead, can't hear the praise or accolades .
People in my family, in my circle, that hate me for my truth, my testimony, because they want to pretend they are so perfect, so unaffected by my degradation , have a lot to learn about life. One day the ravenous wolf that stalked me will come after you.
You shall never be good enough for this world either.
No matter how light you skin, how "good" your hair, how high you rise in this world, you will always be a damn NIGGER!
Be phony, be plastic, put on airs, acquire degrees, distance yourself from me, You will never be good enough in this hateful racist world we occupy.
REVERSE THE CURSE!
"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM"
P.S.
Don't worry, I'm dying just as fast as I can. You don't have to "pet" and pretend. The Holy Spirit is real whether you deny [HIM] or not. GOD knows your heart. Good luck being a two faced double minded disingenuous manipulative person.
Good luck lying through life pretending to be someone you are not. Good luck trying to fill that empty hole in your heart.
Good luck trying to convince white people you are different, that you are better, that you are in fact perfect.
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