I Will Not Be Silenced!

"...Go ye, and tell that fox, behold, I cast out devils, and do cures today and tomorrow, and the third day I shall be perfected." Luke 13:32

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Chain of Fools


Jesus told us to know the truth and be set free.  Why does Jesus have to encourage us to know, to accept, what we already know?  Why do we fear our truth?  More than likely, it is hideous! My truth is! Who wants to know their own mother was their greatest enemy, truly a ravenous wolf? How many people can admit, are willing to admit , their ignorant ass mama,  went and got her stupid, greedy, whorish ass,  possessed by satan?

Who is going to believe me? Especially against a woman as clever, charismatic, charming , and as cunning,  as my mother?   Telling on my mother is about as welcome as a brutal enema, administered without lube.   Who wants to deal with nasty shit

WELL,  We better, the evil doer is straight , going off! The evil doer has lost his mind because s/he knows his time is up.

That damn tRump knows his fucking goose is cooked.  We shall see. No, it doesn't look good for the righteous man, for the "do-gooder".  But, when we study the Word we are reminded to NOT lean to our own understanding.

Sure, my mother stalked, vexed, conjured and (secretly) hated me for sixty-two years. So!? I was made better. If she truely wanted to destroy me , she should have spoiled me,  instead of hating me out loud in private,  and playing "Mother Dearest"  in public.

No  matter how much we lie and deny; The truth is , "The Truth"  is much too painful for many victims to approach,  remember , re-live,  conjure up again.   All too often "our truth" is much too excruciatingly painful,  few survivors of childhood trauma can risk remembering. The lies our tormentors feed us is good enough.

I get it, just existing, breathing in, exhaling, listening to good music, creating art, dancing, singing, praying,  is enough. This little bit of happiness, personal space , will have to suffice until these
Churches" turn wo/men like my mother out, teach against them.

"The Truth! You can't handle the Truth!" ; in my Jack Nicholson voice.

A mother that purely hates and plots against everyone (secretly) , in her entire family,  for eighty-seven years, a closet demon,  a "root worker", a soothe Sayer, a jealous hater,  is NOT going to repent.  S/he is going to do exactly what my mother did, mock you, laugh at you, taunt you.   NOT for knowing, but, for having the temerity to say something.

"Footstool", stoolie, minion, flunky, coon, tom, ass kisser, were the only jobs you could fill in Martha's  jacked up, home made drama, her fake, artificial life. No, you could not be equal.  You could NOT know more. If you taught her anything you had to make her think it was her idea, first.

I asked GOD why  so many hate the righteous, stalk them, persecute their own loved ones , pretending to love them ?    While (secretly) doing every thing in their power to destroy the person they criticize , for their honesty, righteousness.

My mother was backwards, the anti-mother. She encouraged me to be a whore, a prostitute. She advocated" 'hoeing"!  Why? Was it because she made the mistake of entering the "trade" early? Or was she being willful, obstinate, defiant?

Or was she just suffering the consequences of her choices? What did we expect? What did her father expect? Did granddaddy believe all that "church-going" and fervent praying , would ever help Mathy Jane?

Did he greatly fear her as she thought? Yes, we feared her. Every one feared Mathy Jane.  She was like a crazed toddler , playing with a loaded gun, matches, poison, and dynamite.  We knew she could, would,  and much too often,  thought,  she should , just go off , on any one that criticized her or anyone that finally caught on to her total bullshit.

Martha Jane Walters was a total fucking, fake,  for eighty-seven years! That fact is absolutely ridiculous! How could that happen? How could my entire family be so dumb, so blind, so terrorized, so faithless, so long?

Listening to our enslaver.  the "Electric Monkey" syndrome.   The more the sick , demented whore mistreated us, the more we loved her.

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

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