I am tempted to brag, but I won't. I just want to testify, to demonstrate another one of the many times GOD made intercession for me while I remained unawares.
In my early twenties and fresh out of Graduate school, I was tight with my mother. We were like sisters (so I thought). My mother was still very youthful looking, very beautiful and she had "game". My mother was the life of the party. She was the master of the "one liner". She did keep us in stitches. Her vocabulary for insults was extraordinary. Martha could take any one's flaw and embellish it to the point that you would purely hate them. Every time that person's name was mentioned, that flaw flew in your face first. I was "Miss Goody Two Shoes" and "Miss Rich Bitch", to my face. There is no telling what I was behind my back.
Like; "Old lady Hock Heel", was the name my mother gave a nosey neighbor. A woman that dared criticize my mother's swinging bedroom door.
My mother could also do characters, so I did characters, we all did characters and voices. I know now it ( impromptu comedy retinues) was to mask our deep unexplainable pain.
Well, any way, I thought my mother was cool keeping me supplied in Valium, Librium, drugs she smuggled to me in her capacity as Quality Control Officer at Womack Army Hospital. Little did I know, how could I know that she knew better? Why would my own mother want me to be drug addicted? Was she ever drug addicted? Was that the "pink elephant" in the room?
My doctor put me on Valium for "stress". I would become so stressed, the muscles in my buttock would tighten, become rigid, rendering me unable to walk. I would literally paralyze myself. My only recourse was to call her, or anyone, be taken to the ER, for a shot, for a muscle relaxer in the hip.
This paralyzing malady plagued me since high school. Was it fear? terror? anger? Yes, I wanted to cuss my mother out! I wanted to jump on her and beat the dog **** out of her dumb lying whorish ass!
I couldn't! So the anger went directly to the muscles in my buttock. My mother was really a pain in my ass! A true, through, everlasting vexation of the soul!
GOD delivered me out of that drug addiction early. Had some no account to break into my apartment and steal my stash. (Warned me first! Prepared me!) GOD told me to go cold turkey. I did! satan was foiled again!
#1 My own mother did neglect her own gifts in deference to whoring. She did in fact prefer, choose prostitution over hard work. satan convinced her it was easier. She was pretty, she was the "right color".
Did she know that she would feel ashamed? Forced to lie and deny? What was the point of her awful cruelty?
#2 My mother was a SADIST! How dare she, how dare granddaddy try to pass her off as decent!
#3 Martha was something so corrupt and untrustworthy you could not trust a word she said, EVER!
#4 My brother X once called her; "an enigma wrapped in a mystifying mystery"
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#5 She is dead! I must heal. But first I must lick my wounds. I am still in "discovery mode". She did not lie, she was corrupt.
#6 I do thank her for my manhood (LOL) I am sure in many ways I model my mother's "I wish a ****** wud!" mentality. She said she was like that from watching my grandfather beat my grandmother. True or not, fear no man, no woman. "Defend yourself in a prayer meeting."
preparing, making ready, receptive. Some conditioning is brutal training. I knew a man that trained dogs by beating them viciously. The poor dogs were as obedient as lambs for him and brutal, foaming at the mouth beasts, he commanded, lorded over, ruled over, like a tyrannical god. If he shouted devour, they mauled and chewed, without question.
How well I now recognize that conditioning, that training, in myself, in my entire family. That wasn't smart Martha. That was the reverse of GOD's plan. You served satan Martha! And you knew it! You fool! You really believed you were winning with your "dirt throwing". You could have better used your 87 years studying to IMPROVE YOURSELF, instead of playing 87 years of lie, cover up, beat up, covertly destroy and suppress. Hate! Hate GOD's truth! Hate the truth teller! Just hate to hate! Hate while grinning and lying! Hate while committing the most abominable sins ever! Hate GOD for forbidding them to YOU! Hate those who dare to tell of your true wickedness! Die rotting with hatred! Die holding onto the manhood of your five sons! Die laughing, proud of every evil deed you succeeded in! Die making sure every one in the Walters family hates that snitch that you did deliberately lie on for 62 years! Die laughing because you did successfully steal her mantel! Die laughing because there are more dummies that think you are in Heaven, than don't.
He (The dog trainer) was proud of himself. I felt very sorry for his two huge Rottweilers . Sometimes secretly hoped they would turn on him one day.
My poor, simple, ignorant. primitive as a slave, mother conditioned me, (us). She was a brutal, vulgar savage, playing dress up when she felt like impressing or scamming. Was she as clueless as she claimed to be? Impossible! She could not have escaped so much retribution for 87 years if she had been as dumb and naive as she claimed.
Martha was a good liar, is what she was. (Common as bat ****!) She was cruel! Cruel beyond any human being's capacity to know. Pounding that puppy to death as a child, was only the tip of the iceberg. When I look back on the sick deeds my mother very successfully pulled on me, I cringe.
Eighty-seven years of being a creep, a viper, something she was too ashamed to face, was punishment enough for Martha.
Eternity is more than a longtime. It is forever and ever and ever. Eternity never ends. It does serve her right to suffer. Poor Martha would lie with the truth in her favor. She rotted. She did the unthinkable. I can not go down with my family. Any one that wants to honor that "root working", Jezebel, insanely jealous whore…go right ahead.
Thanks for letting me know that you are just as lost, miserable, blind, foolish, deaf, stiff necked and full of pride as she was.
Martha had Jesus eloquently on the lips, hanging around her neck with a $5000 price tag . She wore only the finest robes money could buy, while sitting on a rostrum full of unrepentant sin! Just rotting! Stinking up the place with brags about 5 abortions, stabbings, stealing, brutalizing. I see now Martha was selective in her bragging. She never barraged about raping her small children. Or pouring hot boiling coffee on a toddler, or pushing me and others into a hot burning stove. She never bragged about that puppy. Some evil she would admit to, very little though. She would broadcast your evil. She would embellish it. It would be a million times worse once Mathy got trough hiding behind your mistake. That is why she could not bow, could not love. Could only mimic, could only copy and profess her phony love with great pretense.
satan did condition me good, for a very long time. GOD restored me! February 19, 2012, got baptized in The Potter's House. The water was really cold. The heater was broken. My soul was tired, weary. I pleaded to GOD; "Help me! No mas!"
It works! Jesus is real. No wonder my mother always advised me to never get "re-baptized", that sprinkling was enough.
Incredulous! It is beyond stupefying , brain numbing, embarrassing . It is an abomination! It is a repugnant, pathetic truth. But, it happened. I am living proof. I am not ashamed. I am actually very proud! I know it was the Hand of Almighty GOD, Jerome Walter's fervent prayers, that saved me.
Martha went off the deep end. She became too delusional, too demonic, too insanely jealous, too common (incest), brutal, savage, a pathological liar, a MURDERER, a menace to society. Something GOD said He released over to a reprobate mind.
When GOD releases you, He lets go of you! You will become a foul, filthy common beast! Your carnal primitive nature will over take and consume you. You will become something that you are ashamed of, your family will become so ashamed, they try to pretend you are , what ever you say you are, on any given day. (Just so they don't have to fight with you, argue, cry, get insulted, get their feelings hurt, get "rooted" and most of all have to feel you roaring unnatural vile hatred staring at them, burning a hole in them from where ever you are).
Hatred that you should have had the courage to direct at your common self, instead of constantly blaming others.
That "preacher lie" satisfied us all, made us all feel "some what safe" around you.
That "preacher ruse" was so disrespectful to GOD. She did dare to entertain, to tickle the ears of her horde of admirers, by mocking GOD!
GOD said No!
GOD's Divine Order is awesome! No wonder granddaddy introduced me to the book of Proverbs at age eight.
"He that hideth hatred with lying lips and uttereth a slander is a fool." That was my mother alright, a blithering idiot! Living in a brick hut, driving a brand new Cadillac. Feeding us "grits and grease", sacrificing us, so she could profile and look good on a permanent entry level GS-4 level secretarial job.
Refusing to live in the free home and 65 acres of land her father gave her. Land just 12 miles away.
Why? "I hate 'dem Wade *******! "Dem talkin' ********!"
Obviously Martha was running away from something very bad. Something every one in Wade knew. She was a rebellious hell raising, always in trouble, stop-everything-and-rescue-me-NOW, teenager, that never grew up.
Martha's constant, perennial drama took up all of our time. You learned to keep your mouth shut, to see and not see. Martha had a right to every scam she dreamed up, after all, how could she help herself? It was her victims' fault, they should not have loved her.
Martha's love was for sale, never for keeps. But, to pull that "'ho, slut mentality" on your own sons, to refuse to release them from the torturous of the "mind f***ing" she did deliberately enslave them with.
Martha could have let go, eased her demonic grip. She could have come clean. She could have confessed. Was she too ignorant or too wicked?
"Only a fool hideth hatred with lying lips." That was Martha. But the hatred she held for me was very visible, actually obvious. Why did I refuse to see it? Why did I pretend that I didn't see it or that it didn't really matter? Was I conditioned? Caught up in a perennial hope that never came? Was I too a victim of her flirting, cat- and- mouse game? Or was it the best I could ever hope for? Was my mother the best I had? No!
No, indeed, when compared to the love I received from my grandfather, 180 degrees, diametrically opposed!
It was some kind of sick game to her. Constantly mystifying me with sheer cruelty. Like using my bath cloth to wipe her behind. It is like Martha was perverted, knew she was perverted, enjoyed her perversions. But hated GOD for labeling things she liked, loved and lusted after, as perverted. So, Mathy, just like the bully sadist she was, was going to punish you and attempt to make you (me) the pervert she was. So she could in turn, laugh at you and put your name "on the highway".
As I look back over Martha's perversion, I see a pattern of fascination with fecal matter. Smearing a neighbor's door with it to make her move. The hot soapy enemas, sending me a filthy vitriolic laced letter, she wiped her behind in.
Only a primitive fool would attempt to work "roots" and preach! And only a piss ant dimwit would attempt to hide or cloak such an abomination!
Again, I am reminded of the fact that we are saved by Grace. I am so glad Grace came in my mother's bedroom when I was five and permitted me to have sense enough to run for my life! ( I was only five years old!!!)
May those two unrepentant buzzards rot in hell for eternity!
Dear LORD I thank you for your WORD! Thank you for placing Jerome Walters in my life. Thank you for his wisdom, his faith, his anointing!
Oh LORD! Can , will you raise the early dead from the grave their evil mother sealed, incased, them in? Will they deliberately remain ignorant? blind? lost? cloaking for a dead demon? Forever!? Do they not know "the gig is up!? " Come ye out from among them, the volunteer imps, satisfied to scrimp and slave, lie and steal. Happy to be a fellow predator! Forgive them, they have low aim, no ambition, are easily impressed with dung, crumbs. Shun them, totally, but pray for them. Love them from afar.
GOD said No! So what is your excuse!? Will you remain permanently stupid? blind? cripple? crazy? Thank GOD she laughed at my pain and made ME her target!. Praise the LORD!
How many times must GOD demonstrate His Divine Order to you?
Fredrick Douglass once chastised and humiliated a slave that whined to him that he was helpless, because he was a "slave" and therefore could not do anything about his condition. Frederick Douglass bellowed back at his lame excuse; "Well you deserve to be a slave then!"
I agree, if you are poor, broke and busted, living like some vermin, hollering racism or "we are Hagar's Children", then you deserve to suffer. Knowledge is Free! dumb ***! You can go to the library, get up, clean up, STUDY!
I was insulted, chagrined when my mother pointed me towards prostitution, always telling me that I was sitting on a gold mine. Dumb woman! Every woman on this earth has a Gold Mine! Which would render my gold not so special. D know that GOD does give us something special, the ability to think and resist satan! Praise the LORD!
Like my granddaddy, I am not associating with people of low morals. He was stuck with my mother. But he used his influence, his living by example, to destroy most of her ignorance. Praise the LORD!
Don't YOU ever give up on GOD! GOD will NEVER give up on you!
"Too late" is in the grave. Come out of that early grave! Dance on that viper's head! And most of all PTL!
Come honestly, come truthfully, scars and all. Do not let satan rob you because she was low and common enough to commit abominable sins and refused to repent. The " mannish- no-mannus" heifer hauled off and died suddenly at 87! The cold selfish Iceberg Slim pimp, she always was. Died laughing at the church, at GOD, at all the "dummies" she fooled, flim-flammed. "Know ye the truth"! Accept it! We were had! Bamboozled by satan's concubine! Do NOT be ashamed! Praise GOD that we survived pretty much intact! The fact is; Martha only succeeded in flim-flamming herself. She rotted in her self imposed filth. Too proud to come clean with herself, about herself, she behaved primitively, savagely, impishly for her entire long life. That is satan's gift to all liars. All pathological selfish liars are lost in their own delusion. I do wonder if her lying, her fantasy world living, was the result of her savage rapes? Did society plunge my mother into the world of "No Return". The world of "No Return", a place where inconsiderate, merciless, man puts you. A place with labels and no understanding. I refuse to live, to dwell, to pay rent, or a tax, to the world of "No Return". My whorish mother did not and could not make me the low whore she was. It frustrated her. Rather than giving up, she tried harder. "Chunked dust, told abominable lies, plotted, schemed, ran interference, blocked blessings. Fell so low as to MURDER your own sweet wonderful, kind, wise, tall, handsome, popular, well revered, daddy! You robbed him too! Took all the money he had saved for his "other grandchildren". Was that why you relegated me to one pair of shoes in high school Martha? You were jealous! Wickedly jealous! You were embarrassingly, savagely and primitively ignorant! Good enough for you. Always bragging on your light skin. "I'm light bright and damn near white!" While cunningly and cleverly hiding your bush African "witch-doctor" primitive field slave ignorance. Praise the LORD! "satan is a liar and a conjurer too!". Yea, you rotted Mathy! You finally got the house you claimed you wanted, the one you did nothing but brag on. She you had a bay wndow in the kitchen. But you kept it cluttered with junk. You heard GOD calling and urging you every day . Why couldn't you hear Martha? Did you hear and refuse to listen. I know we are saved by Grace. Did Grace skip you, elude you, or were you stupefyingly ignorant? Hopelessly lost for ever? Who can be saved! The humble man or woman that can listen, can heed, can trust? Praise the LORD! Did I tell you how I won a house? A solid red brick house in the SWATS!?
satan thinks she took it. No, I am not ashamed to tell the whole world what a low fallen whore you became. This world needs to know! Needs to be able to identify you. The world must examine your fruit carefully, lest we become a world totally infested with creatures like you. No, I will not shut up! I will shut up when GOD tells me to shut up! Not one of Martha's conjured flying monkeys. Not one more "stanking" imp, just as low, just as primitively ignorant, covert and sneaky, and closet low life, as Martha will offend me, will ostracize em, will insult me into silence! (She always said you ALL were a bunch of absolute "no-sense-ED dummies!) I know full well why fellow imps want me to shut up. Don't worry, GOD is not concerned with your simple sins Martha unwittingly enticed you into. GOD is upset with that AMEZ Church. They have gone too far. Have strayed too far into the "world." This one thing I know! GOD has not given us a spirit of fear! "Fear No Man!" Not, only that, He gave us HOLY GHOST POWER! POWER TO TREAD ON SCORPIONS! VIPERS! Our viper is our mother. A snake that trauma bonded us. She is dead! Let her rot! Let her lies rot! Her false image rot! Did she want to be that low whore? She once told me (at age 14) ;"I know you have urges!". Poor Martha never learned to crucify her flesh . (Did I dare or could I dare tell her what I really felt at that time? "Woman you have been so common and open with your free love life style, I will just chill for a minute." Or was I just too embarrassed to tell her; "No thanks. Your wanton lascivious lifestyle has pretty much chilled me of "urges".
Dear LORD, you know that is a shame. I should have known she was controlled by a demon! People need to know! SAY OFF OF GRAVES!
