Dear LORD thank You for this day! Thank You for waking me up in "a po'tion"(portion) of my right mind. DearLORD thank You for enabling me to go on, to stand strong, to stand alone!
Thank You for granting me more courage, wisdom, and understanding than my fellow victims. Martha always hinted that she would be greatly hated when our blinders finally fell off. Little did I know that I would finally accept, what I always knew, MARTHA JANE WALTERS WAS SUPER EVIL!!!
Who knew Martha was the complete ogre, the jealous, pathological lying, lascivious, sadistic, demon possessed whore, she always was? That is the wrong question, my question should be ; why did we take this pure demonic shit so long?
Are we cursed? My mother claimed it was our skin color, that she could actually do any damn thing she pleased, walk away fresh as a daisy, and no body better not ever say shit because she was; "Light bright and damn near white!".
Not only did Mathy say it, Mathy did it! While my own mother was certainly Lucifer wearing a dress, claiming you don't want to know, shall not protect you. Telling me to just concentrate on "sunsets" and all of the "good things" in my life sure will not help.
Do NOT dare tell me the "Christian" thing to do, is to swallow this shit , and just move on! Hell NO!!! World, African Methodist Episcopal Zion Christians , You had a full fledged jackal, a poisonous viper, a low whore, a sadist, an incestuous pedophile, voodoo priestess, up preaching in your select churches for over fifty years!
And you common ass, lying-ass muthfuckers demand I just move on, just shut my fucking mouth. That I make black people look bad. No! You make black people look bad ignoring this kind of putrid shit!
You Knee-grows have some explaining to do! Do so and do so fast! People in my family knew and knew full well, Mathy Jane Walters ain't nevah had no business around innocent people, particularly little children, and the elderly.
How and why did MARTHA JANE WALTERS happen? DIVINE ORDER! The truth is I would have never questioned one edict passed down to me by Church leaders, without my own ordained minister mother , making such a mockery of GOD's Holy Word.
I do know exactly why my five brothers remain silent as stones. They have no "stones". Shit, I barely have any "stones" myself after my sixty-seven year ordeal. Sixty-two , spent trying to please, understand, and forgive the slut.
These last five, I've just been trying to heal, re-tracing Martha's HORROR! I've discovered the "Church" and so-called "Christians" "ain't shit".
I do have to pause and reflect on the day my "mother" scalded me with those words. It was the Christmas of 1974, I drove home in my new Century, Buick, loaded with gifts. Gifts I was able to purchase because I was an employed , certified "school teacher".
Martha was angry, highly pissed because no one was to ever amount to anything but, a "thang" to be rebuked and hated under her demonic, covert, tutelage . Why? I am not sure, I can only speculate. Martha had to be deeply disappointed in herself. She never earned a bachelor's degree. Of course she lied, always pretended she was working on her doctorate.
Was Martha ashamed that the best she could ever do was swindle Fayetteville State Teachers College out of an associates degree in secretarial science? She didn't learn shit, except how to type. Martha always remained the closet whore/prostitute she always was. Just flash a wad of money in Mathy's face and the pussy was yours. (Jest don't tell nobody.)
At any rate , my horrid life, much of which I could have avoided if I had listened to my grandfather, at age eighteen. He told me to leave, to never come back. He told my brother, also. For some reason, we couldn't. We tried, yet we were always lured back to Mathy Jane, like a moth to a flame.
That lying jealous whore always delighted in singe-ing our wings, doing everything she could to prove she was better than us. Always pretending she was the forgiving one. Always pretending she was the victim, knowing full well she was the viper! The Super Evil! The double agent, the "Cooler", the ravenous imp, running to and fro seeking whom s/he would destroy.
Well, Martha was quite successful in her evil plans. Yes, she slayed me pretty good, got every thing but, my life. My life is my voice! GOD is my witness, I shall reveal MARTHA JANE WALTERS and all things tRump-ISH for the rest of my life.
When I am dead and long gone , I hope and pray my words live on. I do hope and pray my sincere testimony reaches, touches some righteous hearts someday.
"Wake up everybody time to teach a new way." COLOR! Color nigga!
World please wake up and see tRump for the demon possessed jealous monster he is. Shall "We the People" let some abomination to the Holy Ghost destroy us?
Yes, a healing for OUR nation , is my fervent prayer.
REVERSE THE CURSE!
"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"
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