Tuesday, December 2, 2014
The Intruders - I Wanna Know Your Name
Too late to turn back now - Cornelius Bros and Sister Rose
I'm sitting here lamenting the terrible life she successfully plagued me with, what she did to me , to us. I am as frigid as an iceberg because she would have sex with the door open!
I should rejoice because I survived! I rejoice because she did hate me! What if she had loved me? I shudder to think what an awful woman I could have become.
The world needs to be made aware of such women. She will reduce you to a crust of bread.
I should rejoice because I survived! I rejoice because she did hate me! What if she had loved me? I shudder to think what an awful woman I could have become.
The world needs to be made aware of such women. She will reduce you to a crust of bread.
This is the sickest ...
fact about that woman I refer to as Mathy(Moth-ee) Jane . She always believed that she was better than everyone for the color of her skin and the straightness of her hair. In Mathy's mind, every thing white was right. Up until her dying day she bragged; "I'm light bright and damn near white!"
My mother claimed it was my "black as a crow" skin that she hated. All lies from satan. She hated, because she was a hater. A sick, sadistic, demonic hater that lived and lied for far too long. ( in my opinion)
Please give up all color prejudice! Please do not rank people by pigmentation.
My mother claimed it was my "black as a crow" skin that she hated. All lies from satan. She hated, because she was a hater. A sick, sadistic, demonic hater that lived and lied for far too long. ( in my opinion)
Please give up all color prejudice! Please do not rank people by pigmentation.
JUNIOR WALKER and the ALLSTARS - "WHAT DOES IT TAKE" (to win your love) ...
There is absolutely no good in permitting pure demonic ogres to lord over you and rob you of every shred of possible happiness you could have ever had!
It is stupid! It is ridiculous! Of course I am ashamed of my mother's many perversions. I still say it was her choice to be a lying sneak and hate every one for knowing and not knowing.
I will trust in the Lord! She robbed me of everything except my faith! PTL! I have kept my faith!
It is stupid! It is ridiculous! Of course I am ashamed of my mother's many perversions. I still say it was her choice to be a lying sneak and hate every one for knowing and not knowing.
I will trust in the Lord! She robbed me of everything except my faith! PTL! I have kept my faith!
A strange "brag"
My mother would entertain us for hours bragging about how she messed some man's mind up, scramble his brains, rendered him helpless, unable to think.
Just how is that pleasurable? Why can't you work for and earn your own living? Why must you be a predator? Why do you brag about it?
My grandparents sent their only daughter to Virginia Union University! The "colored Harvard" at the time. She did not last very long. Pretended to still be attending and took money from my grandfather for tuition, for I don't know how long, before her ruse was discovered.
This huge indiscretion of Mathy's ended with her trying to murder her baby brother. Again, just another one of Mathy's treacherous acts that we were forbidden to discuss.
Yes, it is true, Mathy hated any and all that managed to earn a college degree . I was shocked when I observed how she behaved at my daughter's graduation from Boston University and her cousin earning her masters in her senior years. She raged! I watched her rage and was mystified.
Suddenly a college degree was easier to earn than it was in her day. My daughter had a ;"stupid major". "Why eva'body trying to be a writer? Trying to major in television? Bedder major in sumpin' whur you can find a a job!"
Her sister/cousin was too dumb to finish high school, according to her. She was angry that she let her cousin use her credentials to improve herself. "Dat lying whoosh ass woman ain't nevah had no sense!"
It is more than wrong to envy and covet. GOD commanded us not to. Pray that feeling away.
We were confused. Starved for love and tender affection, we took what ever this creature was handing out. She always told me that I wasn't shit. Shit or not, there is only so much pain and grief one person can take.
As Martha grew older her circle of trusted friends grew smaller. Which meant she had to keep striking the same victims over and over for her narcissistic supply.
She got me too many times. One day I finally conceded, realized that she was not worth it. If you have such a woman in your life, I don't care how much you love her, think you need her, "from such stay away."
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 2, 2014 All rights reserved.]
Just how is that pleasurable? Why can't you work for and earn your own living? Why must you be a predator? Why do you brag about it?
My grandparents sent their only daughter to Virginia Union University! The "colored Harvard" at the time. She did not last very long. Pretended to still be attending and took money from my grandfather for tuition, for I don't know how long, before her ruse was discovered.
This huge indiscretion of Mathy's ended with her trying to murder her baby brother. Again, just another one of Mathy's treacherous acts that we were forbidden to discuss.
Yes, it is true, Mathy hated any and all that managed to earn a college degree . I was shocked when I observed how she behaved at my daughter's graduation from Boston University and her cousin earning her masters in her senior years. She raged! I watched her rage and was mystified.
Suddenly a college degree was easier to earn than it was in her day. My daughter had a ;"stupid major". "Why eva'body trying to be a writer? Trying to major in television? Bedder major in sumpin' whur you can find a a job!"
Her sister/cousin was too dumb to finish high school, according to her. She was angry that she let her cousin use her credentials to improve herself. "Dat lying whoosh ass woman ain't nevah had no sense!"
It is more than wrong to envy and covet. GOD commanded us not to. Pray that feeling away.
We were confused. Starved for love and tender affection, we took what ever this creature was handing out. She always told me that I wasn't shit. Shit or not, there is only so much pain and grief one person can take.
As Martha grew older her circle of trusted friends grew smaller. Which meant she had to keep striking the same victims over and over for her narcissistic supply.
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 2, 2014 All rights reserved.]
"My people perish ...
for lack of knowledge. It is true that my mother was the victim of some predator. In the last few years of her long life she revealed to me that she was attacked , she shared drips and drabs of her assault.
"It wuz so bloody! …I finally told my mama!" According to my mother she was savagely raped three times by some acquaintance of the family when she was eight years old.
"My mama and daddy brought him dere to watch me when dey wuz working' in duh field." Instantly I knew that was a lie. Incredible, it made no sense.
One thing was never a lie; her incredible sick hatred and jealousy for everyone, especially for me. Martha became extremely spoiled and selfish perhaps as a result of her ordeal. She was pampered and permitted to become a monster. (Was it because she was raped or was it her color and hair? "Yalla and good hair" two elements overly valued and praised in a racist color struck society?) She told me she never so mush as washed a pair of socks until she was 18. Was happy about it., and was happy about it, bragged about it.
My mother shared her incredible hatred for my oldest brother. (the baby she had when she was 16) I often wonder if he has ever had any idea of her complaints about how HE ruined her life? How she declared her sheer hatred for him daily?
Martha's head was certainly on backwards. Martha took pathological lying up a notch, made it a new art form. Who can lie the fastest? Who can tell the most convincing lie in less than ten seconds?
It is truly a shame before the LORD. No one should ever get up every morning thanking GOD that you are dead! That GOD finally took your "stanking", corrupt, evil, up to no good, menace to society ass, off the planet.
That is the way I feel. I am not going to lie and pretend that woman was ever more than an ignorant, old larceny hearted, insanely jealousy, loose as a goose, whore.
I thank GOD every day for his WORD, for His Bible, without which I would still be lost and suffering. Praise the LORD.
I can see this scene so clearly. I was standing in about two inches of tepid water, facing my "twin" brother. We were in the kitchen, near a wood burning pot bellied stove. Granddaddy was bathing us in an old tin tub and lathering us up in the lye soap he made. He washed us with a rag, that was really a rag. A tattered piece of cloth that always hung on a rusty on the screened in back porch, when not in use.
Good children, little toddlers, we stood still as the water cascading down our tiny brown bodies. Granddaddy was talking, explaining we had to get ready for "Sunday-go-tuh-meetin'". All during the week we never washed anything but our feet, face and hands before we went to bead. But every "Sat'tee' night was devoted to preparation for a very long Sunday.
Granddaddy gently washed our faces, ears, necks, etc. But when it came to the area between our legs granddaddy handed us the rag and announced; "Ni, wash your germars yo'sef! your germars is yo' private parts. Dems yo' private parts and don't nevah let nobody touch'um!"
Now I am wondering; did granddaddy know his daughter had a problem with perversion? She told me her mother used to beat her for "messing with her little brother's pee pee." Which she swore was aloe! At 80 the idea of her mother accusing her of such still enraged her.
Dear LORD, what am I finally learning here? My LORD! MY LORD! Help me Jesus!
Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
[excerpt from the THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 2, 2014 All rights reserved.]
"It wuz so bloody! …I finally told my mama!" According to my mother she was savagely raped three times by some acquaintance of the family when she was eight years old.
"My mama and daddy brought him dere to watch me when dey wuz working' in duh field." Instantly I knew that was a lie. Incredible, it made no sense.
One thing was never a lie; her incredible sick hatred and jealousy for everyone, especially for me. Martha became extremely spoiled and selfish perhaps as a result of her ordeal. She was pampered and permitted to become a monster. (Was it because she was raped or was it her color and hair? "Yalla and good hair" two elements overly valued and praised in a racist color struck society?) She told me she never so mush as washed a pair of socks until she was 18. Was happy about it., and was happy about it, bragged about it.
My mother shared her incredible hatred for my oldest brother. (the baby she had when she was 16) I often wonder if he has ever had any idea of her complaints about how HE ruined her life? How she declared her sheer hatred for him daily?
Martha's head was certainly on backwards. Martha took pathological lying up a notch, made it a new art form. Who can lie the fastest? Who can tell the most convincing lie in less than ten seconds?
It is truly a shame before the LORD. No one should ever get up every morning thanking GOD that you are dead! That GOD finally took your "stanking", corrupt, evil, up to no good, menace to society ass, off the planet.
That is the way I feel. I am not going to lie and pretend that woman was ever more than an ignorant, old larceny hearted, insanely jealousy, loose as a goose, whore.
I thank GOD every day for his WORD, for His Bible, without which I would still be lost and suffering. Praise the LORD.
I can see this scene so clearly. I was standing in about two inches of tepid water, facing my "twin" brother. We were in the kitchen, near a wood burning pot bellied stove. Granddaddy was bathing us in an old tin tub and lathering us up in the lye soap he made. He washed us with a rag, that was really a rag. A tattered piece of cloth that always hung on a rusty on the screened in back porch, when not in use.
Good children, little toddlers, we stood still as the water cascading down our tiny brown bodies. Granddaddy was talking, explaining we had to get ready for "Sunday-go-tuh-meetin'". All during the week we never washed anything but our feet, face and hands before we went to bead. But every "Sat'tee' night was devoted to preparation for a very long Sunday.
Granddaddy gently washed our faces, ears, necks, etc. But when it came to the area between our legs granddaddy handed us the rag and announced; "Ni, wash your germars yo'sef! your germars is yo' private parts. Dems yo' private parts and don't nevah let nobody touch'um!"
Now I am wondering; did granddaddy know his daughter had a problem with perversion? She told me her mother used to beat her for "messing with her little brother's pee pee." Which she swore was aloe! At 80 the idea of her mother accusing her of such still enraged her.
Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."
[excerpt from the THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 2, 2014 All rights reserved.]
Monday, December 1, 2014
Muddy Waters - Live Dortmund, Germany 29/10/1976
We would almost giggle watching the poor sap coming up the driveway with all of their Jehovah Witness paraphernalia.
"Granddaddy 'gon git another one."; I thought quietly while going about my business of attempting to clean Mathy Jane's fitly as a pig sty house. Shit! The fucking bathroom smelled like a bus station. I lived in a house with 6 MEN with random or blind aim and no damn sense of clean up behind your nasty ass self!
I often wondered, am I the only one that can smell in this house? "If that stanking bitch scale one mo' stanking ass mullet, wid her cheap ass, I swur I will scream. BITCH! Have you ever heard of CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR FUCKING GROWN ASS SELF!?
Rotting fish guts overran the sink, the floor, the garbage can. Fish scales were on the floor, counter, refrigerator, dining room table. Mountains of garbage spilled out onto the kitchen floor. Sure I knew something was wrong, mighty wrong. I just didn't know what it was! There was no name for the mysterious evil that engulfed 825 Dwain Drive, Fayetteville, NC.
"You can't win fuh duh fix you in! I can't lose fun duh stuff I use!" My ignorant ass mother used to sing, it seems most every day. "What in the fuck is this woman talking about? Surely to GOD she doesn't believe I believe her hoodoo, voodoo actually works! Hogwash! Woman go read a book!"
Children of GOD, pay very close attention to this portion of my post. Growing up my very religious, only on Sunday, mother, forbade the reading of the book of Revelation. "Don't nevah read thu book of Reverlations … sho' me a nigga' reading Reverlations and I will show you a sho' nuff fool! he-e-e-e-e-e-! "
No, I now know that it wasn't her. It was the evil she served. At some point I know Martha discovered that the book Revelation revealed her.
If I was too slow in discovering who or what my mother truly was, it is my own fault. I should have read and studied sooner, is my human thought. GOD said No! "Darling daughter! It is ALL IN DIVINE ORDER! I ordered your steps! Knew you before I planted you in the womb.You are safe baby. I never left you. Jerome Walters is still with you. She was angry that she could not take his wisdom from you! She reviled and recoiled at the fact you could, not only see through her, but you had the audacity to tell!"
Back to granddaddy and the "Jehovahs". JR Walters would open that front screen door with glee, knowing he was about to expound upon GOD's word and he was reclaiming another one for Christ.
PTL!
Remember;"Apart from Christ w are nothing!"
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 1, 2014 All rights reserved.]
"Granddaddy 'gon git another one."; I thought quietly while going about my business of attempting to clean Mathy Jane's fitly as a pig sty house. Shit! The fucking bathroom smelled like a bus station. I lived in a house with 6 MEN with random or blind aim and no damn sense of clean up behind your nasty ass self!
I often wondered, am I the only one that can smell in this house? "If that stanking bitch scale one mo' stanking ass mullet, wid her cheap ass, I swur I will scream. BITCH! Have you ever heard of CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR FUCKING GROWN ASS SELF!?
Rotting fish guts overran the sink, the floor, the garbage can. Fish scales were on the floor, counter, refrigerator, dining room table. Mountains of garbage spilled out onto the kitchen floor. Sure I knew something was wrong, mighty wrong. I just didn't know what it was! There was no name for the mysterious evil that engulfed 825 Dwain Drive, Fayetteville, NC.
"You can't win fuh duh fix you in! I can't lose fun duh stuff I use!" My ignorant ass mother used to sing, it seems most every day. "What in the fuck is this woman talking about? Surely to GOD she doesn't believe I believe her hoodoo, voodoo actually works! Hogwash! Woman go read a book!"
Children of GOD, pay very close attention to this portion of my post. Growing up my very religious, only on Sunday, mother, forbade the reading of the book of Revelation. "Don't nevah read thu book of Reverlations … sho' me a nigga' reading Reverlations and I will show you a sho' nuff fool! he-e-e-e-e-e-! "
No, I now know that it wasn't her. It was the evil she served. At some point I know Martha discovered that the book Revelation revealed her.
If I was too slow in discovering who or what my mother truly was, it is my own fault. I should have read and studied sooner, is my human thought. GOD said No! "Darling daughter! It is ALL IN DIVINE ORDER! I ordered your steps! Knew you before I planted you in the womb.You are safe baby. I never left you. Jerome Walters is still with you. She was angry that she could not take his wisdom from you! She reviled and recoiled at the fact you could, not only see through her, but you had the audacity to tell!"
Back to granddaddy and the "Jehovahs". JR Walters would open that front screen door with glee, knowing he was about to expound upon GOD's word and he was reclaiming another one for Christ.
PTL!
Remember;"Apart from Christ w are nothing!"
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 1, 2014 All rights reserved.]
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