This reaction to this man's deed, proves we are some dumb, blind simple followers. Easily led astray, all seeking to be popular and accepted by man. Few are living for Christ. Far too many get abundantly blessed and immediately forget GOD, deliberately and loudly shun Him. GOD is not worried. You will be back. Just as soon as the evil one slays you, makes a complete and utter fool out of you.
If you run into enough joy snatchers you will be back. You will come to the light. If you are a fellow, sneaky, envious, covetous evil-doer, conned into believing you can balance your evil with your good, you are a liar. You are deceived. You are just as deluded as my ignorant mother and still followers. That kind of stupidity slays me, wounds my spirit. Truthfully, five brothers, we shared the same mother, THEY KNOW!
That was my mother. She justified her evil doing by giving you some money, some cheap funky gift she never wanted in the first place. She would give you boxes and boxes of old funky clothes and brag to the entire world. Always hinting that you were poor and destitute. That you can't get or keep a man because you are crazy, you are cold or because you don't like men.
That ogre, that whore for satan will never reveal that she was a baby raper. Martha will never reveal the true reasons for the "weirdness of all her children." She did gladly get on the horn tearing us down WHERE WE WERE FORCED TO BUILD OURSELVES UP!
Martha knows, knows full well. But you better NOT EVER TELL! If you know what is good for you, you will go along with her bullshit, because she PREACHES! She got here first. She owns you, you are her property to do with as she pleases.
Each day brings greater clarity. A complete slave, a little black pickaninny, I gladly hung my mothers very fine expensive garments up, daily. Fox furs, she even had a mink stole. Martha would buy fine garments,cast them to the floor and walk on them like rugs until I hung them up. Martha bragged about the credit cards she made her married secret lover give her.
Martha would shop the The Capitol, one of Fayetteville, North Carolina's finest department stores. Load up on clothes, shoes, handbags and deliberately never share. It was her ***** she sold, she bragged! So, none, nothing for you. I got a bathing suit once, only because the man, a professor at Fayetteville State, went shopping along with us.
I can see it now. The sly whorish dog always inviting me to go shopping with her, just to gloat, just to force me to witness her shower herself, making me beg for a tiny crumb. Martha's implication; "I sell my *****, if you want anything, I suggest you do the same."
There was one glaring problem, I was only fourteen. Did Martha, deliberately and secretly hate me for not being the incestous repugnant whore she was? Obviously!
It is coming to the light. Just like GOD promised. If you don't want to reap it, I strongly suggest you not sow it.
This WHORE FROM BABYLON telling me daily for 62 years that I had NO right to MY Life! That I was too BLACK!
A complete volunteer abomination for satan telling Me, blasting her evil lies in my ear, that I HAD NO RIGHT TO THE TREE OF LIFE!
Worse, far worse than anything my mother did to me, a dying world that agrees! Well, I forgive every one of you NO BIBLE READING BLIND DUMB ASS SHEEP!
If you still can't see, still can't get it, if you insist on being a Mathy Jane, go right ahead. "A hard head makes a soft ass."
PTL!
I press on ...