Hallelujah! Praise the LORD! He will do just like He said. He promised to deliver me from evil and He did!
I was that little "hunted bird". I was prey, a hapless helpless victim to a troll. I was a worm, a "thang", a simpleton, a dim-wit, just another minion.
I thought she had a choice. She didn't. True, she decided to be an imp, had more faith in evil than in GOD. She foolishly believed that she utterly destroyed me. Not, just me, my entire family.
What caused her to be so diabolically evil? Rebellion! No respect for GOD or her father. No respect for right. Foolish pride, believing that she was the "fairest of them all". Selfishness, wanting everything for herself only. A creature totally void of natural affection.
The Bible warns us that GOD will release you over to a "reprobate mind" for certain deeds. Reprobates are imps, emissaries for Satan. There is no good in them, shun them.
Do know that you can not appease a demon. You can never be careful enough or cautious enough. That demon has only one plan for your life, your utter destruction and humiliation.
That foolish rebellious demon really thought she was winning. I too thought she was winning. Too "smart", too cunning, too dastardly, too foul to discuss. I was caught, a trapped bird. I knew at 2, then 3, 4, 5, every year of my life I suspected. "It" was foul, "it" smelled, I just didn't know what "it" was or why "it" engulfed me, plagued me, stalked me.
Why did she viciously assault me? Beating me in the head, slapping me across my face, beating me in the head with her fists? Cursing me with the foulest, filthiest language you ever heard. She claimed it was because I was too dumb to tell time. She made a clock out of a paper plate, held it in front of me demanding that I tell her what time it was. "Dah big hand on the 12, duh luddle hand on duh five...What time is it?!" I could not answer. I was terrified! I didn't know that I could not see. I thought the whole world was blurry and out of focus. She never bothered to teach me the concept. She failed to teach me the methodology, the principle, the rules of how to tell time. I was just supposed to know. Every wrong answer produced vicious blows to my tiny body, to my head. I cried and she screamed; "Duh mo' you cry the less you piss!"
Then I became the blackest, the dumbest, the most worthless trifling nigger that ever lived. I was nothing. She hated the day she had me. I was a nothing, a "thang" only fit to empty her "slop jar", wash her dishes, clean her babies shitty diapers. The only thing I was good for was her sexual abuse. Why did she involve that "black a** husband? So she could have something over him? So he could not leave her? So he would have to take her abuse? What man would remain married to a woman that forbade him to cash his check? What man would stay with a woman that put him on an "allowance"? He was only allowed two packs of cigarettes a week. Do know that cigarettes in the 1950s were around 25cents a pack.
"You don't need no civilian clothes nigga! De army give you yo' clothes!" So the dummy wore nothing but military uniforms while she sat beside him in church wearing the finest furs and eel skin shoes, and alligator purses, kid gloves, pearls and gaudy jewelry. She dressed us out of the thrift shops. I can still smell the musky, mildewed odor. My "new" shoes were always "runt-ova'", pre-broken in. She justified her actions by constantly reminding me that I was just another "luddle black bastard". I had no daddy and I "bedder be glad dat she kept my a** hole open."
I know now that "she" had no interest in my ability to tell time. "She" never cared a wit about me or my education. "She" had one plan, my utter destruction. I could not see, I could not think. My tiny vagina hurt! You animal! You creature! You miserable excuse for a human being!
That's the mind of "Mathy Jane", nothing but a jealous hater. Once a very beautiful woman, but revoltingly evil. Every one in Wade knew. She tormented her father, always in trouble, always caught in her "mess".
Full of treachery and guile she knows how to charm and hypnotize. Full of rebuke and scorn you will not dare criticize her. You will rue the day. "Don't you tell a muthaf****** thang dat go on in dis house!" was her mantra.
We knew better. We lived on Smoke Bomb Hill in Ft. Bragg, NC. Her lovers would be crawling out of the second floor bathroom window as her "black a**, ignorant a** husband entered the front door. When accused of her infidelity she would lambaste her "husband", cursing and beating him until he apologized and begged her to take him back.
What a cool crook she was. Slick and sly, violent and abusive, lying and conniving and proud! Proud to get away with her many sick demented deeds. The world remained clueless to this beautiful, "light bright damned near white", immaculately dress, pristine devout "Christian" woman. No, you could never tell by looking at her or listening to her. She let you know that she was the prettiest, the smartest, by far "GOD's chosen".
"You can't win fa' the fix you in, I can't lose for the stuff I use!"; she reminded us daily. I was fourteen before I suspected that she was using the "roots" I witnessed her using on others on me. Yes, I suspected, but I could not believe. It was too bizarre. It was too primitive! It was too embarrassing.
Like a fool I wanted her to love me. I yearned for her approval. Just like her long line of lovers, I would do anything to earn her attention, her "love". She knew it and used it against me, against us, over and over.
This creature has never tired in her wrong doing. "She" will never tire of doing evil, of leading astray, of leading her entire family into captivity.
Her lies are not working now. My kerchief fell off. I can see clearly. I am no longer ashamed. I am actually quite proud. I am triumphant! I am victorious. I crawled up out of that pit. I escaped her dungeon.
She is a foul murdering thing. I am not impressed with her "preaching". I am not afraid of her "voodoo". I am not afraid to lose the "love" of my "family". I will not stand with them in their disbelief and denial.
I will honor my grandfather, Jerome Walters, the only "mother" I ever had.
Dear LORD I thank you!
Stay in His WORD children. Never believe that you have to do wrong to win. Never wait on some demon to die before you can find the courage to accept your horrible truth.
Be richly blessed. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
P.S. Don't you ever believe that she has stopped, has changed, ever wants to change. The woman is pure rank despicable Evil!
Just know that if you love the LORD , He will bring you out! He will make your enemy your foot stool.
Jesus told you that your enemies would be of your own household. He told you to look at their fruit! Most of all He told you to "Fear No (Wo)Man!"
Step out on faith children. Never believe that you have to compromise and tolerate evil and lies because the demon that torments you is in fact your own "mother". Never let a demon force you to keep her secrets. A brilliant demon she deliberated led her children into captivity. Involving them in her demonism, confusing them with her love- hate, good-bad personality. Do not be afraid to be "embarrassed" because her deeds are so incredibly evil that no one will ever believe you.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
"I tell you what!"
You can be a slow learner if you want to. You can ignore the Truth, if you want to. You can continue to ignore me, ridicule me, revile me, scoff and pretend that I am some kind of nut, if you want to. It will not end well for you. GOD told me to tell you something.
You need to pray over it and seek GOD's guidance before you cast me aside and ostracize me. First of all, do know that demons are real! Demons live among us and with us. Demons are spirits (Matthew 12:43, 45) Demons are imps, Satan's emissaries (Matthew 12:26-27). Our earth is crawling with them. These evil spirits enter into men and women and take control of them. For some reason they need embodiment, otherwise they are powerless. (Matthew 12: 43-44; Mark 5:10-12). All "unbelievers" are open to demon possession. (Ephesians 2:2)
If you are unsure about Christ, you are in danger. If you are a fake, a phony "Christian", you are in trouble. If you are an exploiter of Christ for your own selfish gain you are in serious trouble. And if you are related to, tethered to, in a relationship with a closeted demon, you are in serious trouble.
I have a fascinating story to tell. I was born into the clutches of a demon! From the moment of my conception GOD dispatched His host of angels to protect me, to guide me and to reveal this truth.
No, you don't need to know my story to ridicule or crucify this poor woman. You need to know for your protection. You need to know so you will not fall victim to the same "temptations".
I can see clearly how it happened now. My "mother", a very beautiful,, brilliant, talented woman fell prey to her own guile. She ignorantly got involved in the occult at as very young age. Was actually foolish enough to court demons, to solicit them to harm people she felt threatened by. For what ever reason she has always suffered from very low self-esteem. Her low self image fuels her insane jealousy. Over the years she waxed worse and worse. Now she is an abomination. Her past is so foul I will not recount it here. There is only one thing that I must rectify, the death of my grandfather, Jerome Walters.
The Holy Spirit will not let me rest. She killed him. Perhaps I should not say she. No, she didn't do it. That demon that inhabits her did it. Unfortunately it is a demon that she thinks she wants, or thinks that she needs. Yes, she is conflicted. Every once and a while she wants to come clean, to confess. That demonic spirit will not let her. That explains the conflict, the confusion, the torment, the shame.
I just want to tell her what she already knows; "At the name of Jesus, every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess."
She knows all of this. She is a preacher. She is weak and deeply ashamed, yet remains powerless. She knows better, can do better. But, she won't. She won't because she doesn't have to. As long as she has supporters and exploiters, she never has to. As long as she has relatives rallying for her, "loving" on her, helping her to deny this awful truth she will never change.
It is a horrible inconvenient truth. I have denied it, suffered from it my entire life. I knew it when "she" caused my knee to swell and ache rendering me incapable of marching in the E.E.Smith band as a majorette. "She" was jealous, insanely and irrationally jealous. Mad with my grandfather for buying my majorette boots.
Do know I have always known about her secret hatred and planned destruction. Make sure you know that her vile demonic behavior has never been reserved for me only. If you know her, associate with her, you too are a victim.
Today I actually want to apologize to her. I want to apologize for hating her so much. She certainly deserves to be hated. But, that is not what Jesus would have us do. The GOD I serve wants me to love her. My grandfather always loved her. He tried to admonish her and to teach her as best he could. To no avail, because that "monster" she harbors finally murdered him. Shot him through the heart.
It was wrong. I am tormented by this foul deed perpetuated against a good man. A good man that deserves honor. I will not rest. I will find no peace until I clear my grandfather's name.
I called you common and indecent. You are not common and indecent, your deeds are. Your deeds are foul. You know it, that's why you try to hide them from most people. From most people, not all people.
I know that smugness and air of superiority is a total put on. You are a brilliant actress. In reality you hate yourself. You are revolted by your poor decisions and low character, but you always believed that you were powerless to sin and debauchery. Your pathological insane jealousy is fueled by your low self-esteem.
It is confusion. Yea, you are messed up. You are possessed by a demon or a legion of demons. Yes, you brought it on yourself out of ignorance and rebellion.
GOD told me to tell you that He forgives you and loves you. He told me to tell you to "Come on in the house. Enough is enough daughter. You have suffered enough. You have caused enough pain. Bend your knees, repent of your sins."
Pray and fast, children. Seek GOD's face. Seek righteousness. Pray and ask for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit.
Be richly, blessed. Remember,;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
You need to pray over it and seek GOD's guidance before you cast me aside and ostracize me. First of all, do know that demons are real! Demons live among us and with us. Demons are spirits (Matthew 12:43, 45) Demons are imps, Satan's emissaries (Matthew 12:26-27). Our earth is crawling with them. These evil spirits enter into men and women and take control of them. For some reason they need embodiment, otherwise they are powerless. (Matthew 12: 43-44; Mark 5:10-12). All "unbelievers" are open to demon possession. (Ephesians 2:2)
If you are unsure about Christ, you are in danger. If you are a fake, a phony "Christian", you are in trouble. If you are an exploiter of Christ for your own selfish gain you are in serious trouble. And if you are related to, tethered to, in a relationship with a closeted demon, you are in serious trouble.
I have a fascinating story to tell. I was born into the clutches of a demon! From the moment of my conception GOD dispatched His host of angels to protect me, to guide me and to reveal this truth.
No, you don't need to know my story to ridicule or crucify this poor woman. You need to know for your protection. You need to know so you will not fall victim to the same "temptations".
I can see clearly how it happened now. My "mother", a very beautiful,, brilliant, talented woman fell prey to her own guile. She ignorantly got involved in the occult at as very young age. Was actually foolish enough to court demons, to solicit them to harm people she felt threatened by. For what ever reason she has always suffered from very low self-esteem. Her low self image fuels her insane jealousy. Over the years she waxed worse and worse. Now she is an abomination. Her past is so foul I will not recount it here. There is only one thing that I must rectify, the death of my grandfather, Jerome Walters.
The Holy Spirit will not let me rest. She killed him. Perhaps I should not say she. No, she didn't do it. That demon that inhabits her did it. Unfortunately it is a demon that she thinks she wants, or thinks that she needs. Yes, she is conflicted. Every once and a while she wants to come clean, to confess. That demonic spirit will not let her. That explains the conflict, the confusion, the torment, the shame.
I just want to tell her what she already knows; "At the name of Jesus, every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess."
She knows all of this. She is a preacher. She is weak and deeply ashamed, yet remains powerless. She knows better, can do better. But, she won't. She won't because she doesn't have to. As long as she has supporters and exploiters, she never has to. As long as she has relatives rallying for her, "loving" on her, helping her to deny this awful truth she will never change.
It is a horrible inconvenient truth. I have denied it, suffered from it my entire life. I knew it when "she" caused my knee to swell and ache rendering me incapable of marching in the E.E.Smith band as a majorette. "She" was jealous, insanely and irrationally jealous. Mad with my grandfather for buying my majorette boots.
Do know I have always known about her secret hatred and planned destruction. Make sure you know that her vile demonic behavior has never been reserved for me only. If you know her, associate with her, you too are a victim.
Today I actually want to apologize to her. I want to apologize for hating her so much. She certainly deserves to be hated. But, that is not what Jesus would have us do. The GOD I serve wants me to love her. My grandfather always loved her. He tried to admonish her and to teach her as best he could. To no avail, because that "monster" she harbors finally murdered him. Shot him through the heart.
It was wrong. I am tormented by this foul deed perpetuated against a good man. A good man that deserves honor. I will not rest. I will find no peace until I clear my grandfather's name.
I called you common and indecent. You are not common and indecent, your deeds are. Your deeds are foul. You know it, that's why you try to hide them from most people. From most people, not all people.
I know that smugness and air of superiority is a total put on. You are a brilliant actress. In reality you hate yourself. You are revolted by your poor decisions and low character, but you always believed that you were powerless to sin and debauchery. Your pathological insane jealousy is fueled by your low self-esteem.
It is confusion. Yea, you are messed up. You are possessed by a demon or a legion of demons. Yes, you brought it on yourself out of ignorance and rebellion.
GOD told me to tell you that He forgives you and loves you. He told me to tell you to "Come on in the house. Enough is enough daughter. You have suffered enough. You have caused enough pain. Bend your knees, repent of your sins."
Pray and fast, children. Seek GOD's face. Seek righteousness. Pray and ask for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit.
Be richly, blessed. Remember,;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Got my mojo workin' , just don't work on you!
The sad thing about playing stupid, the worse thing about pretending that you don't know any better is you irk people. Your gross ignorance becomes irritating, annoying. You actually start to hate yourself. You get mad at yourself for "playing yourself".
You knew it was a ploy. You knew it was a get over. No, you didn't plan to sink that low. It just happened. The "root working" was so much fun, it was so easy. It quickly became a habit, a thing to do. After all it was proof that you were really smarter. It was the best way to pay all of those "talkers" back.
Let'um talk. Let'um call you all kinds of whores. You would fix'um and you would fix'um good. Those dummies would nevah know. You'll be dead five hundred years and no one will ever know that you were the cause of so much misery.
Now, there is a problem! There is revolt among the ranks. Somebody smelled a rat! That heifer read her Bible. She listened to her granddaddy.
Well, I cud pray, but I don't want to. I cud ask GAWD to save me, but I don't want to.
Do you think anybody believes hur ova' me? Black as she is! Dumb as she is! Where's hur loyalty? Ain't she got no pride? Ni, they some thangs you don't tell nobody, not evan GAWD!
What am I going to do ni? Confess? Naw, done lied too long. Done too much evil. Done hurt to many people on the sly. Why, they will kill me! They will hate me!
It sho' is funny hi I aways hated eva'body and pretended to luv them. It sho' is funny hi they all always believed me. Too bad I had to brag. Too bad I let'um see me at my worse too many times.
I declare that gul don't trust nobody. I nevah thought she wud tell on me doh. 'Course ni she was always the one that I hated the most, distrusted the most. She a snake! Telling on me. I am an ordained minister! Hi, I look involved in dis mess? Leave the past in the past! S***! dat nigga been ded so long! Who care? I don't care what he done fa' me. I don't care what nobody done fa' me.
I always had to look out fa'mysef! I always did.
Did I do wrong? Dey had mo' dan I did! GAWD ain't fair! I been preaching! What mo' GAWD want? I been spreadin' Hiz WORD! Yea, I blieve it...jest not the parts about me. That ain't me! Yea, I sew luddle bags and work roots on people dat needs it. Yea, I take advantage of them because they stupid enuf to love me. But, dat heifer ain't got to call me out! She ain't got to tell eva'body my bizness!
I can't think of no mo' lies. Imma play crazy. Dat's what I'm gonna do! Play crazy, see what they do then.
People make me sick always remembereing yo' past. Niggas don't nevah forget nuttin'. I was just trying to stay even. I cudden let them niggas git too far ahead of me. They already think they so much wid dey college degrees. Oh dat gal,, always thought mo' of hursef than she sudda.
Can you imagine? Sump'in dat black thinkin' she got sum rights? thinkin' GAWD luv hur? Believing GAWD gon' expose me! What GAWD gon' do to me? I dun come this far and ain't got caught.
I ain't studdin' them. I give them niggas my yalla a** to kiss. You kin get right on out my face cause ain't none of yall smart enuf to ketch me. One of my thought would blow yo' head off! I been to mo' schools than you been to grocery stores. I'm light bright and damn ner white! I got a right to do what I pleeze!
I ain't worried. Ain't none of it true. They ain't no GAWD! What He eva' do fa' me? Let me get pregant ova and ova. Make me have abunch of no count black a** nigga chullun.
Hi am I gon' git outta' this? Pray!? Naw, I can't do that. Work sum roots. I am, they jest ain't working.
You knew it was a ploy. You knew it was a get over. No, you didn't plan to sink that low. It just happened. The "root working" was so much fun, it was so easy. It quickly became a habit, a thing to do. After all it was proof that you were really smarter. It was the best way to pay all of those "talkers" back.
Let'um talk. Let'um call you all kinds of whores. You would fix'um and you would fix'um good. Those dummies would nevah know. You'll be dead five hundred years and no one will ever know that you were the cause of so much misery.
Now, there is a problem! There is revolt among the ranks. Somebody smelled a rat! That heifer read her Bible. She listened to her granddaddy.
Well, I cud pray, but I don't want to. I cud ask GAWD to save me, but I don't want to.
Do you think anybody believes hur ova' me? Black as she is! Dumb as she is! Where's hur loyalty? Ain't she got no pride? Ni, they some thangs you don't tell nobody, not evan GAWD!
What am I going to do ni? Confess? Naw, done lied too long. Done too much evil. Done hurt to many people on the sly. Why, they will kill me! They will hate me!
It sho' is funny hi I aways hated eva'body and pretended to luv them. It sho' is funny hi they all always believed me. Too bad I had to brag. Too bad I let'um see me at my worse too many times.
I declare that gul don't trust nobody. I nevah thought she wud tell on me doh. 'Course ni she was always the one that I hated the most, distrusted the most. She a snake! Telling on me. I am an ordained minister! Hi, I look involved in dis mess? Leave the past in the past! S***! dat nigga been ded so long! Who care? I don't care what he done fa' me. I don't care what nobody done fa' me.
I always had to look out fa'mysef! I always did.
Did I do wrong? Dey had mo' dan I did! GAWD ain't fair! I been preaching! What mo' GAWD want? I been spreadin' Hiz WORD! Yea, I blieve it...jest not the parts about me. That ain't me! Yea, I sew luddle bags and work roots on people dat needs it. Yea, I take advantage of them because they stupid enuf to love me. But, dat heifer ain't got to call me out! She ain't got to tell eva'body my bizness!
I can't think of no mo' lies. Imma play crazy. Dat's what I'm gonna do! Play crazy, see what they do then.
People make me sick always remembereing yo' past. Niggas don't nevah forget nuttin'. I was just trying to stay even. I cudden let them niggas git too far ahead of me. They already think they so much wid dey college degrees. Oh dat gal,, always thought mo' of hursef than she sudda.
Can you imagine? Sump'in dat black thinkin' she got sum rights? thinkin' GAWD luv hur? Believing GAWD gon' expose me! What GAWD gon' do to me? I dun come this far and ain't got caught.
I ain't studdin' them. I give them niggas my yalla a** to kiss. You kin get right on out my face cause ain't none of yall smart enuf to ketch me. One of my thought would blow yo' head off! I been to mo' schools than you been to grocery stores. I'm light bright and damn ner white! I got a right to do what I pleeze!
I ain't worried. Ain't none of it true. They ain't no GAWD! What He eva' do fa' me? Let me get pregant ova and ova. Make me have abunch of no count black a** nigga chullun.
Hi am I gon' git outta' this? Pray!? Naw, I can't do that. Work sum roots. I am, they jest ain't working.
"Manhood" is the only thang a man got
I can't stand no wimpy hen-pecked man. Yea, a man you kin hallar at, say "boo" to and he go to shakin' in his boots.
Yea, a man that done lost his courage ain't worth living. What you living' fa' if you can't say what is on yo mind? Hi you look in the mirror eva' day and know that you ain't nuttin' but a liar? At some point you ought to git 'shame of yo'sef.
Hi you gon' stand dey lying, knowing I know you lying and you know I know that we both know you lying? Why are we playing this game? Am I jest spozed to give up cause I can't drag yo' lying a** no whur near the truf? Am I spoze to love you that much? Am I spozed to stay locked up in dis closet wid you 'cause you too scared to own yo' horrible life? Am I spozed to let you mistreat me, trick me, use and abuse me jest because you a bored slut?
Or am I spozed to keep yo sick demonic secrets cause dey so evil, so creepy, so repulsive that I wud rather gauge my own eyes out than admit you is what you is? I got to tell it! I got to tell it because the Holy Spirit compels me to tell it. They mo of you! Sho' is! a whole lot mo' dan people want to admit. Dey a whole lotta' families hidin' freaks lak you. I can't! I reckon you did right to hide your proclivities from me. But you slipped up. You jest had to backstab me one mo'gin. You just cudden' resist cud you? Me being so simple minded fa'giveing and all. You jest had to test out you dust one mo' time. Dat's what you get fa' listin' to the devil. That's what you git fa' being an imp., a damn cheap volunteer imp.
Yea! I said Slut! B****! Cause dats what you is! S***! Hi you gon' screw eva'thang dat move, get up pretend that you didn't do what you jest did and demand that the whole wurld play fool rat along wid you?
You ain't that stupid! You are that evil! Git on way from me! Any woman that wud deliberately make cowards outta' hur own sons ain't worth talkin' about.
Yea, you useful alright. You sho' useful. People will know that the Bible is real. That GAWD's WORD is sure. People will know that you can't fool GAWD and you bedder keep your nasty hands off Hiz anointed.
Ni run tell dat! Miss Busybodystayonthephonecreatingmischief. Ya laugh and tell eva'body hi messed up yo' children is. I bet you won't nevah tell nobody why.
GIT! I said. Git on down de road!...Git way form heah!
Yea, a man that done lost his courage ain't worth living. What you living' fa' if you can't say what is on yo mind? Hi you look in the mirror eva' day and know that you ain't nuttin' but a liar? At some point you ought to git 'shame of yo'sef.
Hi you gon' stand dey lying, knowing I know you lying and you know I know that we both know you lying? Why are we playing this game? Am I jest spozed to give up cause I can't drag yo' lying a** no whur near the truf? Am I spoze to love you that much? Am I spozed to stay locked up in dis closet wid you 'cause you too scared to own yo' horrible life? Am I spozed to let you mistreat me, trick me, use and abuse me jest because you a bored slut?
Or am I spozed to keep yo sick demonic secrets cause dey so evil, so creepy, so repulsive that I wud rather gauge my own eyes out than admit you is what you is? I got to tell it! I got to tell it because the Holy Spirit compels me to tell it. They mo of you! Sho' is! a whole lot mo' dan people want to admit. Dey a whole lotta' families hidin' freaks lak you. I can't! I reckon you did right to hide your proclivities from me. But you slipped up. You jest had to backstab me one mo'gin. You just cudden' resist cud you? Me being so simple minded fa'giveing and all. You jest had to test out you dust one mo' time. Dat's what you get fa' listin' to the devil. That's what you git fa' being an imp., a damn cheap volunteer imp.
Yea! I said Slut! B****! Cause dats what you is! S***! Hi you gon' screw eva'thang dat move, get up pretend that you didn't do what you jest did and demand that the whole wurld play fool rat along wid you?
You ain't that stupid! You are that evil! Git on way from me! Any woman that wud deliberately make cowards outta' hur own sons ain't worth talkin' about.
Yea, you useful alright. You sho' useful. People will know that the Bible is real. That GAWD's WORD is sure. People will know that you can't fool GAWD and you bedder keep your nasty hands off Hiz anointed.
Ni run tell dat! Miss Busybodystayonthephonecreatingmischief. Ya laugh and tell eva'body hi messed up yo' children is. I bet you won't nevah tell nobody why.
GIT! I said. Git on down de road!...Git way form heah!
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Walk by faith.
Walk by Faith! Know that GOD has your back. TRUST GOD! Put All of your Trust in the LORD Jesus Christ, for real. Not for talk, not for show, for real. Do it for real. Pray for GOD to open your eyes. Do what Jesus told you; "Be as wise as a serpent but as gentle as a dove."
Forgive yourself. Being born into captivity doesn't mean you have to stay there. There is not one person on this earth that is better than you. There is not one person that is less than you.
GOD did not give one person more than he gave you. We are all lied to, all exploited. We are all pawns in a "chess game". Don't believe the lies of the "evil one" that tries every trick in the book to subdue you, to destroy you, to lead you into "captivity".
Of course you have sinned. Yes, "we all have come short of GOD's best." Confess your sins. "Go and sin no more."
If you find yourself entangled in the "evil one's web", know that you are not ultimately defeated. "Though he slay me, yet will I serve the LORD!" Serve Him in spirit and in Truth. Don't get down on your knees lying to yourself and lying to GOD. Don't fake religion. If you don't believe, don't believe. But, don't you dare think that you can use GOD's goodness and mercy as a tool for your treachery. Don't ever try to exploit some one's love and desire for Christ. Don't you ever think or believe that you are that smart.
Pray! Don't pray with a laundry list of "wants". Pray with thanksgiving. Thank GOD for blessing you. Pray for guidance. Pray for strength. Pray for protection. Pray for wisdom.
Do "look into your own life". Most of all never try to be your own god. Never believe your foul filthy tongue and savage violence will last forever. You will become old and feeble. "Your eyes will become dim, your grinders few." Don't think anyone should respect you just because you are elderly. Don't think your lies and rage will protect you. Don't you dare go back to your secret books on the occult. Don't run down to the graveyard collecting more dust. Don't hate your admonishers. Don't hate GOD's Truth!
If you have lived a filthy foul life based on fear and intimidation do know you will pay the "very last mite".
It is a shame children. It is a dirty rotten shame. If this demon is so great, so beautiful, so brilliant, so chosen, so "light bright and damn near white", so blessed with "Jesus grass", why did she have to fall so low? Why did she have to do things so repugnant that she would rather spend eternity in hell than confess them, or repent?
Don't think you are better. Go out in this world with a phony "Jesus" plastered on your mouth. Make sure your walk is just as fake as your "faith". Praise the LORD in public as a ploy to fool your potential victims. Believe that the world is a "dog eat dog world". Make sure you are the vicious predatory dog. Make sure you are extremely deceitful and manipulative. Make very very sure you never relent, never confess, never change. Hate, envy, covet , lie and destroy your whole life. Spend all of your energy and talent leading "frail little birds" into evil. Laugh! Feel good when your sneaky tactics work! Laugh uproariously! year after year for eighty-six years, smile to yourself and continue to pretend that you have won!
Continue to praise your "hanger-on-ers" for their "loyalty". Discourage them from reading the Bible. Keep the "scent" off of you. Lie! Lie if you have to. Tell the foulest sickest lies you can create. Play "crazy", garner sympathy pretending to be just another victim of the "man", of jealousy. Pretend that jealous dark skinned women, black women are jealous of you. Pretend that your daughter is jealous of you because she is jet black!
Laugh! because no one will ever believe her. Hate her! Hate her more than you did when the "thang" was born. Hate her more than you did when you were forced to carry her for nine months. Hate her because her "sorry ass daddy" didn't marry you. Pretend you were some poor easily manipulated "good girl".
Blame your "ignorant parents" for all of your "unwed" pregnancies. Never admit that you were a whore, a prostitute. Never accept your culpability. After all you are "yalla". You are "chosen". GOD never intended for you to live right. Why should you? GOD gave you "color", you are blessed. Continue to teach that same ignorance. Beam with pride when you hear your children and grandchildren repeating that ignorance that you taught them.
Pray! Prayer brings honor to GOD. Do not ever believe that GOD is your dog that you can sic on people. Don't pretend that your preaching gives you more favor with GOD. Don't believe that GOD ever let you get away with evil.
It would have been better for you if you had confessed and repented at fourteen. I am sorry that you relied on your superior guile and manipulative skills to live a very long perverted life.
It is all for GOD's Glory, for His Good. Thank you.
Be richly blessed children. Stay in His Word. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Forgive yourself. Being born into captivity doesn't mean you have to stay there. There is not one person on this earth that is better than you. There is not one person that is less than you.
GOD did not give one person more than he gave you. We are all lied to, all exploited. We are all pawns in a "chess game". Don't believe the lies of the "evil one" that tries every trick in the book to subdue you, to destroy you, to lead you into "captivity".
Of course you have sinned. Yes, "we all have come short of GOD's best." Confess your sins. "Go and sin no more."
If you find yourself entangled in the "evil one's web", know that you are not ultimately defeated. "Though he slay me, yet will I serve the LORD!" Serve Him in spirit and in Truth. Don't get down on your knees lying to yourself and lying to GOD. Don't fake religion. If you don't believe, don't believe. But, don't you dare think that you can use GOD's goodness and mercy as a tool for your treachery. Don't ever try to exploit some one's love and desire for Christ. Don't you ever think or believe that you are that smart.
Pray! Don't pray with a laundry list of "wants". Pray with thanksgiving. Thank GOD for blessing you. Pray for guidance. Pray for strength. Pray for protection. Pray for wisdom.
Do "look into your own life". Most of all never try to be your own god. Never believe your foul filthy tongue and savage violence will last forever. You will become old and feeble. "Your eyes will become dim, your grinders few." Don't think anyone should respect you just because you are elderly. Don't think your lies and rage will protect you. Don't you dare go back to your secret books on the occult. Don't run down to the graveyard collecting more dust. Don't hate your admonishers. Don't hate GOD's Truth!
If you have lived a filthy foul life based on fear and intimidation do know you will pay the "very last mite".
It is a shame children. It is a dirty rotten shame. If this demon is so great, so beautiful, so brilliant, so chosen, so "light bright and damn near white", so blessed with "Jesus grass", why did she have to fall so low? Why did she have to do things so repugnant that she would rather spend eternity in hell than confess them, or repent?
Don't think you are better. Go out in this world with a phony "Jesus" plastered on your mouth. Make sure your walk is just as fake as your "faith". Praise the LORD in public as a ploy to fool your potential victims. Believe that the world is a "dog eat dog world". Make sure you are the vicious predatory dog. Make sure you are extremely deceitful and manipulative. Make very very sure you never relent, never confess, never change. Hate, envy, covet , lie and destroy your whole life. Spend all of your energy and talent leading "frail little birds" into evil. Laugh! Feel good when your sneaky tactics work! Laugh uproariously! year after year for eighty-six years, smile to yourself and continue to pretend that you have won!
Continue to praise your "hanger-on-ers" for their "loyalty". Discourage them from reading the Bible. Keep the "scent" off of you. Lie! Lie if you have to. Tell the foulest sickest lies you can create. Play "crazy", garner sympathy pretending to be just another victim of the "man", of jealousy. Pretend that jealous dark skinned women, black women are jealous of you. Pretend that your daughter is jealous of you because she is jet black!
Laugh! because no one will ever believe her. Hate her! Hate her more than you did when the "thang" was born. Hate her more than you did when you were forced to carry her for nine months. Hate her because her "sorry ass daddy" didn't marry you. Pretend you were some poor easily manipulated "good girl".
Blame your "ignorant parents" for all of your "unwed" pregnancies. Never admit that you were a whore, a prostitute. Never accept your culpability. After all you are "yalla". You are "chosen". GOD never intended for you to live right. Why should you? GOD gave you "color", you are blessed. Continue to teach that same ignorance. Beam with pride when you hear your children and grandchildren repeating that ignorance that you taught them.
Pray! Prayer brings honor to GOD. Do not ever believe that GOD is your dog that you can sic on people. Don't pretend that your preaching gives you more favor with GOD. Don't believe that GOD ever let you get away with evil.
It would have been better for you if you had confessed and repented at fourteen. I am sorry that you relied on your superior guile and manipulative skills to live a very long perverted life.
It is all for GOD's Glory, for His Good. Thank you.
Be richly blessed children. Stay in His Word. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Monday, January 16, 2012
I was crying ...
Yea, I was crying and GOD told me ;"You don't have to cry, baby." Yea, GOD called me baby. I am a baby in the eyes of the LORD.
I was crying because I am still in a lot of pain. When you have been targeted and victimized by the wickedest demons on planet earth, you can't help but cry.
You will cry when you finally accept the fact that the one person you needed, the one person you depended on never existed. You will cry when you find out that you have been set up to be set upon by the world's greatest vultures.
You will cry when you finally accept the fact that you thought you had a God fearing mother only to realize that she is a common creature whose deeds are too foul to recount.
You will cry when you try to block out all of the sick perverted deeds she enticed her perverted husband to do to you was nothing in comparison to what they did to your brother.
You will cry when you realize why so many of your close relatives have suffered mightily at her dastardly covert hands. You will cry when you start to list all of the unexplained tragic events in your life. You will cry when you finally realize that your "mother" is that woman in Ezekiel 13.
You will scream in agony when you remember her sewing all of her little "goofer dust" pillows. You will be terrorized when you remember all of the "secret" things she did to any and everyone she got close to.
You will be horrified when you reflect on how her sick insane jealousy always controlled her. You will be tormented for not "telling" on her sooner.
Why didn't you tell your brother that she bragged about how much she secretly hated him for ruining her life? Why didn't I tell when she told me that she is the one that called the police on her son for selling drugs? Why didn't I tell him that the man he accused was innocent? He burned up the man's car and the man burned down his house.
Why didn't I ever tell my brothers all the terrible things she did to them to break up their marriages and relationships?
Why can't I tell my nieces and cousins why she will never let them enjoy a loving relationship?
Why can't I tell them that she is not human? There is no Christ in her. She is a pervert, a sociopath.
A sociopath totally void of a conscious. A woman raging with secret hatred, a demon determined to plague and destroy her entire family. A woman who secretly and savagely tried to destroy all of her children. A woman who is the exact opposite of what she pretends to be. A woman so foul and angry that she shot her own father through the heart and never flinched.
GOD told me to dry my tears, to walk in victory and that all that don't want to know, refuse to know, don't need to know.
I know that GOD encamped His host of angels all around me. I know that He lifted me out of the muck and the mire. I know that He delivered me from evil.
I know that this foul thing will rot in hell, is rotting in her own hell as I compose this blog.
I know that I am a child of the Most High King. I know I have a place at His table.
GOD told me to face this situation with a "New Boldness". GOD told me what my grandfather always told me; "Prayer changes things". Prayer will release GOD's Super Natural Power!
Children, GOD told me to tell you that you need the Holy Ghost. You need GOD's Super Natural protection from such evil. "Mathy Jane" is not the only monster, not the only closeted demon pretending to be a "preacher". She is not the only "ungodly" thing putting on a performance, lying and deceiving, enticing GOD's children into captivity.
GOD told me to tell her: "You are the fool! You took the best of everything for yourself and laughed. Yes, you drove the finest cars and wore the finest clothes. But, that was nothing." It was a mere penance of what GOD had stored up for you. He said that you foolishly and greedily fought for the crumbs from his table and refused his invitation to His banquet. He said that you never believed in Him but He always believed in you.
Children, you can take GOD's prophetic WORD for granted. You can ignore GOD's way and His plan for your life if you want to, it won't end well.
Stay in His WORD. Be abundantly blessed. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
I was crying because I am still in a lot of pain. When you have been targeted and victimized by the wickedest demons on planet earth, you can't help but cry.
You will cry when you finally accept the fact that the one person you needed, the one person you depended on never existed. You will cry when you find out that you have been set up to be set upon by the world's greatest vultures.
You will cry when you finally accept the fact that you thought you had a God fearing mother only to realize that she is a common creature whose deeds are too foul to recount.
You will cry when you try to block out all of the sick perverted deeds she enticed her perverted husband to do to you was nothing in comparison to what they did to your brother.
You will cry when you realize why so many of your close relatives have suffered mightily at her dastardly covert hands. You will cry when you start to list all of the unexplained tragic events in your life. You will cry when you finally realize that your "mother" is that woman in Ezekiel 13.
You will scream in agony when you remember her sewing all of her little "goofer dust" pillows. You will be terrorized when you remember all of the "secret" things she did to any and everyone she got close to.
You will be horrified when you reflect on how her sick insane jealousy always controlled her. You will be tormented for not "telling" on her sooner.
Why didn't you tell your brother that she bragged about how much she secretly hated him for ruining her life? Why didn't I tell when she told me that she is the one that called the police on her son for selling drugs? Why didn't I tell him that the man he accused was innocent? He burned up the man's car and the man burned down his house.
Why didn't I ever tell my brothers all the terrible things she did to them to break up their marriages and relationships?
Why can't I tell my nieces and cousins why she will never let them enjoy a loving relationship?
Why can't I tell them that she is not human? There is no Christ in her. She is a pervert, a sociopath.
A sociopath totally void of a conscious. A woman raging with secret hatred, a demon determined to plague and destroy her entire family. A woman who secretly and savagely tried to destroy all of her children. A woman who is the exact opposite of what she pretends to be. A woman so foul and angry that she shot her own father through the heart and never flinched.
GOD told me to dry my tears, to walk in victory and that all that don't want to know, refuse to know, don't need to know.
I know that GOD encamped His host of angels all around me. I know that He lifted me out of the muck and the mire. I know that He delivered me from evil.
I know that this foul thing will rot in hell, is rotting in her own hell as I compose this blog.
I know that I am a child of the Most High King. I know I have a place at His table.
GOD told me to face this situation with a "New Boldness". GOD told me what my grandfather always told me; "Prayer changes things". Prayer will release GOD's Super Natural Power!
Children, GOD told me to tell you that you need the Holy Ghost. You need GOD's Super Natural protection from such evil. "Mathy Jane" is not the only monster, not the only closeted demon pretending to be a "preacher". She is not the only "ungodly" thing putting on a performance, lying and deceiving, enticing GOD's children into captivity.
GOD told me to tell her: "You are the fool! You took the best of everything for yourself and laughed. Yes, you drove the finest cars and wore the finest clothes. But, that was nothing." It was a mere penance of what GOD had stored up for you. He said that you foolishly and greedily fought for the crumbs from his table and refused his invitation to His banquet. He said that you never believed in Him but He always believed in you.
Children, you can take GOD's prophetic WORD for granted. You can ignore GOD's way and His plan for your life if you want to, it won't end well.
Stay in His WORD. Be abundantly blessed. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
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