Rejoicing!

Jesus told us to know our truth. Unfortunately, our evil doers are often much too clever, covert, clandestine for us to see clearly.  And in our case, our own birth mother.  My case was not wanting to see, being too terrified to see.  Plus, playing along with Mathy Jane was beneficial to my health and always garnered me a few token "favors".

Something was always  very wrong with Martha Jane Walters, very, very wrong.  Not only was my mother's proclivities for dark,  evil,  sado-masochistic (sic)  acts,  prevalent and horrific,  in our lives, on a daily basis ,   we were forbidden to ever speak of it.

I'm laughing now that the succubus is rotting safely in a grave far, far away. But, I'm still running terrified! I shall never trust again! No muthafucker better not so much as raise his voice to me.

Why don't "We" ever stand up to these bitches? It is psychological. This lazy whore, too lazy to read, to study, to apply herself, actually built herself up by enslaving her own children, her own family.

Looking back, it was certainly foreseeable. Family! World! When you birth a child that smashes small animals between bricks as small child! The family that lies, cloaks, "dis-remembers" or fears such an abomination to Almighty GOD shall suffer as long as they live for that slut.

REBUKE HER!  Rebuke every lie that low, lying, lascivious reprobate, built her sick repugnant life on!

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My mother had a baby at age sixteen,  and cussed and cursed  our socks off,  if we ever called that (blank) our brother.  "Don't call that sorry-ass bastard muthafucker my son!  I gave that sorry muthafucker tuh my daddy!"

While my  mother declared this bullshit to the rafters, shook the house, shook us into silence, That low viperous whore played the complete opposite everytime the low,  viperous snake,  got around him.   Martha  pulled out all of her;  "I did the best I could! Sorry ass nigga men ain't shit." , bullshit.

Yes, it is indeed a blessing that I do not look like what I have been through. No matter your story, your plight, your humble beginnings, none can top mine. BEAMING! Because I should have been dead , completely ruined years ago.

How can any one survive, how  can any one be expected to thrive,  after enduring a woman so wicked, so immoral, so demon possessed, as MARTHA JANE WALTERS!?

If people could name the ultimate betrayal, the lowest of the low, the common-est of the common , my mother's name would certainly earn that description.  When looking for an adjective meaning absolutely putrid, slick, slimy, repugnant, repulsive; simply say tRump-ISH or Mathy Jane.

There shall be no question, no doubt of the deep level of mind numbing stupidity and depravity some individual has sunk to. Martha did indeed waste her time.  

When you can live the sick , repugnant life my mother "lived" for eighty-seven years , without being forced to rot in some prison cell,  some nut house,  or righteously publicly executed, something is wrong.

The fact Donald J. tRump is hailed by the Evangelical Church as Christ's "Second Coming", something is very wrong in the body of Christ!

"To know better is to do better." America "We the People" can do better!  "We the People MUST  do better!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"