BEAMING! Because trouble don't last always!

PRAISE THE LORD! GOODGOTUHMIGHTY! HALLELUJAH! WON'T [HE] DO IT?

Don't blink, don't miss one moment as The Holy Ghost beats this orange mongrel into dust! The nerve of a mental midget demanding to play GOD simply because of the color of his skin and money.

For far too long, for the last two thousand years very evil wo/men have held the true Gospel of the LORD Jesus Christ hostage. For far too long very evil, greedy, immoral wo/men have done nothing but enslave,  exploit, and persecute billions of hue-man beings,  claiming to bear witness to GOD.

Screaming Jesus, Jesus, Jesus , the blind sheep run, sacrifice their own lives on demand for miscreants that secretly hate them.  Only fools hide their deep jealousy and hatred with lying lips. Only the demon possessed think they can use GOD's name as a cloak, a ruse, an excuse to commit unpardonable sins forever.

That was my mother, the female that birthed me. I , we,  were doomed from conception. Someone knew full well Martha was a mongrel, was a sadistic, nymphomaniac whore. Someone knew Martha should never be left around children, the elderly, small animals.

Someone failed us. Someone didn't care because our skin is black and none of us ever had a "father" in evidence.

I can't say how much my grandfather knew. I know he was one broken hearted man. I know his seventeen year old son bled to death in his arms. I know his own daughter murdered him with the same gun on the fortieth anniversary of his death.

I know my own mother was never more than a sick,  demonic soothe sayer, a selfish "root worker"/prostitute , that only conjured  to satisfy her own greedy needs.

I know the low whore for satan stalked me for sixty-two years! I also know that if Martha had not murdered my grandfather, mailed me that letter full of her excrement, I would have never caught on.

How could I? The blinders and binders were on much too tight.  Yes, I saw, yet I didn't recognize, couldn't call it. Martha was much too brilliant a vixen, a Jezebel whore.  She birthed me, us. What chance did any of us ever have?

We had granddaddy, Jerome Walters. PRAISE THE LORD!  "The fervent prayers of righteous wo/man availeth much."

Dear LORD I thank You!  While many may shun me, categorize me as unstable, unhinged, repulsive, I BEAM! I just BEAM!  I leap straight up and down praising GOD for saving me from Martha's worse!

LORD thank You for saving our dying world from the likes of tRump. Thank you for exposing the vermin that dare join him, that celebrate and cheer him. Like my mother always hollering LORD LORD with her most wicked demonic ass.

"Ye shall know them by their fruit."

Any body , any hue-man being honoring, glorifying the likes of Martha and  or Donald should be shunned.

"Shun the very presence of evil."

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"