THE JACKS - "WHY DON'T YOU WRITE ME?" (1955)

No, I don't know how she did it, but she sure did it.  For a very long time I did seek her approval, her love.  We all did.  But, at some point I accepted the fact that earning any kind of love from this horrid low slut wasn't worth it.  I hate to be gross, but the slut took "birdies" instead of baths for most of her long life.

That was a "feminine secret", (*Birdie- when a woman washes her pungtang and underarms only in the sink instead of taking a full bath.  This smilizzling act of hygiene is followed by dousing with expensive cologne.)   something only shared among  "The sistuhs".  Bitch!  A nasty ass , is a nasty ass!   Good enough for old whorish ass men creeping around on their wives.  Martha always claimed it was sex , knowing full well she only had one interest, some one else's check.

Martha loved to spend money but she had a very serious problem.  She also loved to horde money.  So mentally Martha divided the money she earned and the money she exploited into two piles.  Money she tricked out of people, got "preaching",  went into the impulsive frivolous spending pile. That is the money she compulsively gambled with.   Money she earned legitimately from Social Security was guarded, protected, kept for a rainy day.  "I ain't no fool!" was her explanation for never having any money to help you or any one else.

Martha did have one very serious problem, jealousy.  The bitch was so jealous she was actually jealous of her own shadow.  She was gifted, she could write, she was witty but she preferred being an evil sneaky  whore.

Not only did Martha (secretly) hate anything GOD said , she also hated every one that believed and obeyed GOD.  Martha was a coward, a complete sneak , so she was never going to be forthright or honest about anything, ever.

I was horrified when she mailed me a letter smeared in her own shit.  Of course I knew instantly it was some form of homemade witchcraft.  What I didn't know was the degree, the serious depth of her secret hatred and jealousy against me, against Almighty GOD.

Mathy was determined to win.  What an idiot!

Praise the LORD!

"Eyes have not seen"

No, no one in this world can possibly image what we have been through.  We are remnants, what is left of what might have been.  My brother could have been Colin Powell.  He was appointed to West Point.  He is a genius.  The poor boy was just born into the clutches of the wrong mother.  His grandmother died and he had to survive, we had to survive.

The person that decided that fearing the great Mathy Jane and remaining silent about her evil was the best course of action was wrong.  They were wrong by today's standards anyway, plus Mathy was not going down without a bloody fight.  If you didn't mind blue lights, cop cars (actually the military police) correct Mathy.  Yes, you may live but she wasn't changing.  IT WAS NOT HER FUCKING FAULT! IT WAS YOUR FUCKING FAULT YOU SACK OF SHIT!!!!! 

Not only would my mother make a big deal of now having to hate you for the rest of your worthless life,  so would every one else.  Mathy could manipulate the entire family into turning on you.  They would all gang up on you, laughing at you, calling you foul names, expressing their great hatred.

What had I done?  We finished "High School".  We graduated from high school with honors and my mother convinced us that we hadn't done shit.  It was the most uneventful graduation in the world.  She didn't even bake a cake.

Martha was such a horrid whore she made me keep her house spotless just so she could mess it up.  Who ever heard of a woman so deliberately nasty?  She never bought any cleaning agents other than Tide, Clorox and dry white powder Ajax.  That's it.  She made me wash dishes in Tide yet my hands remained soft and supple.  Imagine that.

There are some people so evil they do have to be endured to the end.  My mother was certainly such a person.  There are some people, so evil, so lying, so diabolical that some people will get up every morning celebrating the fact that old reprobate finally died.  Martha Jane Walters was such a  person.

But I know in my heart that GOD has a great reason for permitting me, us, the entire Walters clan to endure such a person.

Praise the LORD!

"Slow walking …"

out of this mess I was born into.  It is no one's fault.  GOD does give us all the same opportunities, the exact same chance; salvation.  We must humble ourselves.  We must be honest and grateful.  We must love, we must share and we should never cloak.

I don't think my grandfather ever meant to cloak for my mother but that is what he was forced to do by her evil manipulation and charm and fierce savage intimidation,  plus conjure, her homemade voodoo.

Mathy was always an embarrassment to us.   I was always so secretly ashamed of that woman.  I was actually glad she never went to a PTA meeting or ever supported me in anything.   "Church" and some close family gatherings was about as far as we were going with that slut.  Thank GOD for distance.  Have you ever smelled something foul, something so horrible you could not believe it, so you had to smell it again?  Has anyone smelled something rotten then immediately demanded to share that hideous odor with you?

That was my mother.  Something so repugnant you couldn't believe she just did what she just did or said what she just said?  Did that woman really take us, two little toddlers down on graves in a graveyard collecting "goofer dust"?   Did she try to act like it was as normal as collecting fruit from a tree?  Yes!  Did she demand our sworn secrecy?  Yes!  Are there some people left on this earth that still fear her?  I hope not.  I pray not.  Martha was just ignorant.   Primitive slave ignorant.   No, the voodoo is real.   She could hit you a lick.  You will come out better in the long run but it will "smart" quite a bit.

I was severely sexually molested due to her plots, plans and orchestrations  as a small child, teenager, and young adult.  So what?  It made me stronger.  Celibacy builds character, tenacity , wisdom.  I am a better woman for my ability to practice self denial and self discipline.  Celibacy inadvertently protected me from a lot of predators.

Martha was pure lying, running a very childish pathetic game.  Martha never thought sex was that good.  She was just that common.  Do not ever feel sorry for such low men and women.  Incarcerate them!   Throw them in prison.  Never let them out.  For GOD's sake turn on these whores when they stand in your pulpits!

Martha was an evil ogre daring anyone to object to her "stanking" bully ass!   She was lazy as a dog!  How did she get like that?  She claimed her color gave her permission to "boss" and never work.  When that didn't work; "I'm yo'fuckin' mama!"

Bitch!  I would rather be dead.  You are  lucky I never killed you, that none of us ever tried,  even in defending ourselves.  Your mind Martha, your mind!  Not only did you feed us grits and grease for months.  No sugar, no Cool Aide, no fruit, no meat, no love, just vile haltered and name calling.  How could you,  you evil slut?  What did you do with the money?

The first tall pretty man that came along, you wasted it on him.  You can't buy love!  Martha you do know you were that woman in Proverbs that tears down her own house?    Perhaps always blaming me made you feel better but you knew you were lying.

What good is a lie?  A lie is not true, can never be made true.  Martha, you were a pervert!  Worse, you loved being a damn pervert.  You never cared about another human being on this earth!  You cared more about smashing a roach than you did MURDERING your own father.

Martha you always bragged about how beautiful you were, how light bright, but did you ever know how fucked up you were?  Did you ever pray for GOD to touch your corrupt heart with a finger of love?  Did you ever ask GOD for (HIS) tender mercy?

Reverse this curse LORD!  Reverse this curse my ignorant reprobate unrepentant mother deliberately brought on the Walters clan.   Cure all cancer LORD!  Cure all feeble mindedness, all blindness.  Rescue all still living in denial.  Strengthen us LORD, gird up our loins!   Heal us all LORD.  In the mighty name of the LORD Jesus Christ I pray.

"And it is done!"

Praise the LORD!

GOD's tender mercies abound in my life

I thank you LORD.  Not only do I thank you for your bounty, your provisions.  I thank you for your Glory.  Gifting me with Jerome Walters and my daughter.  I am humbled and I thank you.  Most of all I thank you for protecting me from that ravenous beast, Martha Jane Walters.  Thank you for protecting me from her worse.  The woman recognized no boundaries, had no filter and was as demon possessed as that girl in the Exorcist.   Only Mathy wanted her demons.  She was proud of them, thought she needed them.  Martha was delusional and confused but she was what she wanted to be.  Evil, disgustingly, repugnantly evil is what she wanted to be.

Martha proved that when she took on all of those young lovers in my presence when I was nineteen.  My forgiving her and forgetting it immediately I considered the "Christian" thing to do.  She was my mother after all.  It wasn't time yet.  Martha's blinders were still fastened tightly.  I was a coward.  I suffered with severe Stockholm Syndrome.  It was all in Divine Order.

Did Martha plan to win from the grave?  No.  She even chastised me before she died; "You'll be the one to betray me."

Bitch!  Like you're Christ.  This two legged viper accused me of betraying her!

"One thing about it,"; "When your desolation comes, it will come as a whirlwind."

Praise the LORD!

"In all thy getting ...

get understanding."  My grandfather taught me that and he learned it from the book of Proverbs.  Until you understand that you know nothing, can know nothing and must surrender your life to that Higher Power , trust and obey (HIM) only,  you will never win.

GOD does guide.  (HE) does speak to our hearts, our subconscious.  I do believe we all have a sense of right and  wrong.  My mother knew full well when she was guilty of wrong doing,  that is why she was able to hide it so well, so perfectly.  Martha was selfish, carnal and greedy.  She was foul and vulgar.  How can you be saved from your demon laden self  when caught in the very act of fornication , not only do you beat your new husband bloody in front of your small children but you curse that man's soul away knowing full well you were lying.

"YOU LYING SACK OF SHIT!!!"

I was four years old!  The entire event is tattooed on my brain.  We were on Smoke Bomb Hill.  We were a social experiment.  Uncle Sam's newly integrated Army converted the  old barracks into housing and our upstairs apartment was huge and quite a come up from the "country".

I  remember sitting silently in the back seat of this new powder blue Fairlaine Ford.  Doster's arm came flying through the glass window suddenly.  Doster was jet black, impossible to see this jet black night.  His fist sprung out of no where directly into his own  car  window.

I don't remember what happened to the man.  I just remember all of the blood and Doster being purely decimated  by this little yellow "Hulk".  I was four and lost respect for him.  He was the one that was done wrong and he was the one standing there begging and pleading  for forgiveness.  This idiot was confessing to being wrong.

That damn Mathy Jane was such a whore.  She rode up under him doing GOD knows what.  While Martha always claimed to be liberated and free she must have felt extremely guilty to go to such great lengths to hide her true nature.  For some reason my mother always's tried to believe people not knowing was the same as her not doing and the worst thing any one could ever do was remind her of any wrong thing she had ever done.

"Well! ….fuh'git it 'den!"  That was her answer to my rape and molestation.  No Martha, I never agreed that your life was better than mine, that your happiness more important than mine.  No Martha you were never that good of a liar,  nor was your personality such that I could not live without your love.

The full beauty of my once sad saga,  is that everything Mathy Jane did to me, GOD turned around!

Praise the LORD!

Seeking Higher Ground

It feels good up here.  "Come ye out from among them." I have to.  I can't stand them.  If there is anyone I hate, it is a lying phony.  Of course it is because I was not only held captive by one, I was used, used up, torn up, beat down, ground into dust, scandalized, backstabbed, "throwed at" and left for dead.   My own mother threw me on the dung pile.   For what!?  So some "yalla whore" could pretend in her feeble mind to be superior to me?  To lie to her dumb nigger coon ass for eighty-seven years proclaiming some imaginary superior rank.

The very first Christian concept this imbecile missed was the concept of equality.  In Christ we are all equal.  There is no need to kiss the Pope's ring.  Jesus taught that we are all equal, all the same and that we have no need for greed or to horde because GOD will supply all we will ever need.

(HE) taught us that in a parable.  Remember (HE) marvels at how beautiful the birds are arrayed.  So who is this "Christian" urging the use of WITCHCRAFT?   Why?   "Oh ye of little faith."  Why is this "Christian" so cruel?  She is sadistic!  Why?  She sold her soul to the devil in exchange for puny power.  Puny ignorant primitive voodoo/hoodoo/roots/conjure/ Soothe saying.  When you let yourself sink low enough to continue a practice brought here by slaves kidnapped from Africa, you know you are a plum fool and satan made a mockery out of you.

When you commit sins so deplorable your victims would rather die and go to hell than tell on you, you are one low abomination.  You are an ugly homemade sin.  We your victims just say "Fuck it".  When your victims still can not find the strength to wrap around the real cause of all their pain and affliction, you are an albatross.

Good enough.  Martha devoted eighty-seven years of her long life to evil, to sheer destruction, fornication and lying. Martha was an evil demonic woman that lived to bring pain and anguish.   Unfortunately she was such a sniveling coward she had to target the young, the very weak , elderly and infirm and the very feeble minded.  Martha was no hero and no one should have ever referred to her as "Reverend".

Martha Jane Walters is in hell rotting and will rot for eternity because she was in fact a very simple reprobate.  She was a pathological liar that never developed enough true faith in GOD to turn from her wicked ways.  Martha was one woman full of hatred, sick envy and jealousy.

She had to be.  She had to come here and she had to be endured.  DO NOT LIE FOR HER NOW! DO NOT CLOAK FOR HER NOW!  The only love ones that can still cloak for Martha are also cursed with low morals, with pathological lying.  They also practice foolish WITCHCRAFT.  They also suffer with malignant jealousy and envy.

"Come ye out from among them."

Lovers of Christ, love Christ.  They do not lie, hate or envy.  They love, they love to love and they care about all GOD's children.  Real Christ lovers do not see color and they do not judge.

Praise the LORD!

Martha's Shuffle

My mother credited her "superior intellect".  It was just your age and incredible cruelty,  sadistic bitch.  No wonder you used to use the bathroom with the door wide open.  I could never comprehend that.

When did GOD lose you?  Were you born evil?  Were you even granddaddy's real child?  You did not look like him, other than color.  You sure did  not think or act like him.

Was demon possession the penalty you had to pay for being ignorant enough to practice
WITCHCRAFT  in the first place?

Martha you were a trip!  Roaring, fighting, stabbing, MURDERING people that accused you rightly, justly. Shame on you and all women like you.  Emasculating, "ball eating" whores!  You knew better!  Shut the fuck up!  Bitch! You lived for eighty-seven years LYING YOUR ASS OFF!   Why didn't you ever get tired of lying?  Why didn't you ever get tired of trying to blame your repugnant shit on someone else?

Why preach falsely? Didn't you ever feel guilty standing up there lying?

You were a sadistic freak?  Now the world knows.  You and Jeffery Dahmer proved small children that kill small animals will grow up to become brilliant monsters, pure monstrosities.  At least Dahmer had the good manners to target strangers.

WITCHCRAFT only appeals to the wicked,  only the extremely feeble minded fear it and keep the demons that plagued them a secret.  My mother did some things to my brother that we certainly knew warranted the police being called but we were not ready to die so we remained silent.

The bitch! That "stanking yalla"  whore is finally dead and I can't stop telling!

Praise the LORD!