A "brain worm" is something the evil doer plants in their victim's head, a thought, an idea. No matter how ridiculous the taunting , it works. Like my mother always advising me that I was "too black!". Too Black! Imagine, how foolish. Look how much of my self esteem was destroyed worrying about the color of my skin.
I saw it, I felt it. Every where I went I was too black! Living is hard enough with out adding shit. Bitch! I was illegitimate! Poor! Legally blind! Short! A member of the "Nigger race". What made your dumb ass think you should pile on?
That's WICKED! That's EVIL THAT'S THE TRUTH! People that lie or keep silent for demons are lost. Lost people remain lost if they do not desire to be found.
A sad and pathetic truth, some people would rather ruin. Some people savor destruction, losing.
When looking for someone to love, turn inward first. Love you first. Remove all the ignorant hatred this world has filled you with.
YOU ARE NOT TOO BLACK! There is no such thing! You are not too female, too old, too poor, too anything. If any thing is "too" , it is too ignorant, too dumb, too racist. Too gullible, too easily led astray.
It is actually not hard for a person in authority over your life to lead you astray. Know that. Know that is why you must pray, you must study, you must discern. You must trust GOD. Free Fall!
it is Spiritual warfare . We are not fighting against our flesh and blood although that is what we see. I called her "mother" but "it" was not my mother. It was an evil demonic spirit conjured from the grave. Seriously! Don't believe me. I know what I know. I may be the only "black woman" willing to reveal how much evil WITCHCRAFT has destroyed the black community.
Every one is scratching their heads wondering aloud about "black on black" crime. It is spiritual. We see color but it is spiritual. Could it be the "black community" is overrun with imps right now? Did the institution of slavery contribute to our present plight?
Of course! Only a sick demonic institution that bought and sold human beings, destroyed morals, dehumanized for centuries can be blamed. While the institution of slavery is over, exploitation isn't. Evil isn't! Human stupidity and sheer selfishness is not over.
Martha should be very glad she is dead. She could not live on this earth and hold her head up while I attempt to reveal her, to expose her, to save myself. Yes, I'm just trying to salvage a little joy, a little self esteem before I die.
The hour is late! What the FUCK!? I'm SIXTY-FIVE!!! I don't care how old you are, that's old!
So the little slut; "You ain't taking NO PIANO LESSONS!" Plot after evil plot! It is crystal clear, very apparent what my mother tried to do to me, what she did do to me. Yes, I'm mad! Muthafucking Bitch! I wish she were here now! No, I would not put my hands on her, not a ninety year old woman but, I would cuss her ass out good!
All that 'ROOT WORKING"! Sure she could do it, was proud she could do it but, why me!? Why us!? Why your own damn family!? That is like shitting where you eat. No wonder a hog is called swine. A hog, a fat nasty sow has no better sense than to wallow in her own shit. A common woman has no better sense than to torture and beat her own children, then rape them, then keep them imprisoned in lies and low self esteem so she doesn't have to come to grips with her own reality. So she won't have to come to the throne of Grace, never has to face the fact she is a PERVERT! So she can go on pretending every one on this earth is a worse person than she is.
Imagine a woman so low, so whorish she willfully practices WITCHCRAFT against her own FAMILY! Deliberately preaches FALSELY! Stands up in a pulpit full of hate, telling lies!
Worse, look at the people that let her. Mark those people that know and don't say anything. Keep an eye peeled on their asses. They don't like you either. I know not one of my brothers would piss on me if I was on fire. That is their loss because the woman they should hate is in the grave. Safely in the grave clutching their balls.
Thank You for teaching me to love myself. Show me how LORD. Show me how to be good to myself. Take that awful woman's deep hatred from me. She purely reviled me, she purely reviled us because she could not find the strength, the courage to acknowledge who she was.
Yes, Martha knew, knew full well she was a demon. The sad fact is Martha wanted to be a demon. Martha put more trust in evil than in good, than in GOD. She really hated GOD, she really did.
Martha was still bragging about how she humiliated her father, how she terrorized him trying to murder him on Henry *******'s porch. I listened. I did not comprehend. At eighty plus she still thought she was right. Was still proud to pull such a stunt. Who does that? What kind of people go berserk on Friday and Saturday night trying to kill each other?
Why do we forgive them? Do we not understand forgiveness involves repentance? The evil doer has to confess, beg your forgiveness. Who taught us to assume tears mean remorse ? Remorse for what? Getting caught? Why do we believe that refusing to acknowledge "it" will make "it" go away?
One devastating stain my mother left on me is my anger. I want to kick the bitch's ass. She not only MURDERED MY GRANDFATHER , she was a PERVERT! A real perverted individual, one fool that sincerely believed she was smarter than GOD. A woman so selfish and greedy she was an idiot.
INCEST! Go away! Kill yourself! No matter, Jesus said it is alright! That you can still come into the Kingdom. The evil doer will not. Just like all DT supporters , some people would rather be wrong.
Dear LORD strengthen me as I learn to love myself. Lead and guide me as I learn to honor myself.
Thank You LORD for protecting me from that awful ogre. No, there is none worse LORD. "Know your truth and be set free." How do I do it? How do I go about accepting the fact that my own mother was my worse enemy? Not just my worse enemy, the worse enemy that could ever befall anyone. A creature so repugnant, so despicable it will take this world two hundred years to comprehend her deep demon possession.
What kind of world has evil man created? GOD sent us (HIS) Son and man skinned (HIM)! Tortured GOD"S Son for thrifty-three years then finally crucified (HIM). When I reflect on how this world treated Christ, my horrific treatment at the hands of my own mother, at the hands of so many evildoers in my path, I feel pretty blessed. They could have done a lot worse.
Yes, the low slut wanted to take my life. No, the low slut never wanted to take her on life. She should have. Martha should have poured gasoline all over herself and set herself on fire in the middle of the street.
As strange as it may seem, Martha's deep evil was never a mystery to me. Some how I always knew, always suspected, just did not want to believe. No matter, I found out every Word in that Book is true.
Learning my truth has been hard. I knew. It was like looking through a mirror darkly, a thin veil. I knew, I just did not want to know. I knew so well at eighteen I was horrified. I pretended, I lied to myself. What mother drops their daughter off for college? I was a "drop off", like I was a total stranger, some imp she felt sorry for and gave a ride. The slut barely stopped her Cadillac. I had one dollar and thirty-five cents in my pocket. I am sure she was not aware of it. The cunt would have stolen it.
Was I hurt? Did I feel rejected? My dorm was Morrison Hall. A building so damn old I swear it was built by slaves. I was on the third floor. A & T accepted too many Freshmen. We were three to a room. My mattress had a sinkhole two feet deep. I told my dorm matron , she told me to simply flip it over. I did , then it felt like I was sleeping on a hill.
I watched all the families, entire families, mothers, fathers, siblings combing the campus, enjoying strolls, picnics. I had no one. I had to drag my empty trunk up the six flights of steps alone. No one! It was just me and GOD. That was the story of my whole life. Just me and GOD. World, when your mother makes sure you are horribly sexually abused as an infant , then grows to hate you more and more with each "accidental accomplishment" you accomplish despite her deliberate sabotage for SIXTY-TWO YEARS you are not forsaken! You are not lost, you are special, you are anointed, you are chosen.
A damn fool playing stark raving lunatic for eighty-seven years! She was never the fool she pretended to be. If she was as stupid as she claimed she would have been caught, apprehended, incarcerated, committed years before any of us met her. We would have been protected.
Evil is EVIL! And evil is fucking real! It is too difficult to comprehend. When a person wrongs you so severely when you are a child, still an infant, that person, that care giver has no love for you. As a matter of fact that caregiver hates you! HATES! Not a mild dislike, pure unadulterated HATE!
Hatred is evil! Stalking and deliberately destroying your own children is cowardly. It is worse than cowardly, it ranks with a low slimy maggot. A woman that sinks that low and pretends to get up by fake preaching should not be tolerated, should not be honored by her family, by her church.
Men and women like this should be known to the world. Billboards of their faces should litter our highways. SHOUTING WARNING! SHUN THIS PERSON! DANGEROUS! FULL OF MISCHIEF! FULL OF EVIL! IS EXTREMELY SADISTIC ! EXTREMELY CUNNING! M.O. : PRETENDS TO BE A LOING MOTHER! It is good to warn, it is a rule of war. Damn, a fucking rattle snake will rattle.
What kind of monster was Mathy Jasne? Where in the fuck did she come from? Was she homemade? Just how many women are really like Martha? MURDERED her own daddy … Was that the voodoo? The evil demon possession? Or was that just Martha Jane? She could have a bowel movement with the door open while having a conversation.
She did "over lie", she was a pathological liar. Martha lived eighty-seven years never telling the truth about anything, NOTHING! She was a bully, a damn dike!
People that honor and protect such a woman should be avoided. Just shun them. "Stay way from'um!" would be the advice of my grandfather.
How do you stay away from such a person when such a person is your mother?
I saw a very crippled man awkwardly twisting his torso down the street without assistance of crutches. I instantly remembered a young man in my neighborhood jumping off of the roof of a house using an umbrella as a parachute. He was only seven or eight, he was allowed to be stupid. He broke his leg and his mother refused to take him to the hospital. Called him a dumb nigger. Said she didn't have no fucking money.
Not only was the poor child made to suffer excruciating pain, his leg mended crooked. He was fucked up, walked fucked up the rest of his life. Seriously, what was that? That was a nasty uncaring woman that became impregnated, deliberately had the baby for the benefits yet hated and resented the child. Claimed the ugly bastard child deprived her of some great opportunity.
My mother used to brag about how she was once asked to model on the cover of a magazine. I guess it was one of us that stopped her. Yes, we were to blame for Martha never becoming something great. Did I believe that? It didn't matter if she did. I know mistreatment bitch! I know a low stanking 'ho is a low stanking 'ho. Your getting dressed up and wasting over half your damn life in church didn't mean shit!
That was my mother. She had no interest in us until she discovered Uncle Sam would give her an allotment check if she forged some documents and pinned us on a simple sap. That is exactly what she did. Found a simpleton from rural Jaw-ga , exploited him. Sacrificed us to him.
How did she know he would be common enough to rape and molest us? She knew because she was also that common. Can the institution of slavery be blamed for such perversion? My mother was raped as a child, she suggested it was the cause of her perversion. A perversion she was so ashamed of she could never admit to, never repent of.
That is all well and good but, to NEVER repent! To use all of your eighty-seven years trying desperately to destroy others because they offended you! To resort to WITCHCRAFT , the OCCULT, voodoo, hoodoo, MURDER , stalking, destroying, lying, plotting, deliberately planting seeds of doubt and sabotage because you didn't make it.
One thing about it MARTHA JANE WALTERS GOD always saw you, always knew your next move. You secretly hated me for sixty-two years, resented me and tried desperately to destroy me, your own daughter while declaring your undying love.
Martha you were very talented, gifted, you could write. You were a word crafter, unfortunately your diabolical hatred and envy brought you down.
If you searched 2 Timothy right now would you find yourself? Are you a lover of self? Do you have natural affection?
No matter, "What is done in the dark shall surely come to light."
The Goodness of GOD is overwhelming! It will make you sit down. Your knees will turn to jelly. You will wobble when you walk. GOD is Awesome.
At no time in my life have I ever been loved reciprocally, fairly, evenly. That's alright. That is the way love is. My daughter loves me! My grandfather loved me. I am confident of that. His fruit was wonderful. He was a wonderful man. He was mistreated, MURDERED!
He was a Christian, a real one. He was treated like Christ. We need to remember that when we start craving and begging for salvation. I don't think I'm there yet. I am still stuck on turning the other cheek. If you hit me I am going to try my best to knock the shit out of you. They will have to pull me off of your ass!
Is it in my DNA? Have I been corrupted by this world or am I just honest? I love honesty, value it. A man without honor, a person that lies has no honor. You do not lie about the degrees you earned, you do not lie about the fraternity you did not pledge. When caught you don't make excuses.
My mother cussed me out, told me not to piss on her grave! She was the RAPIST! She was the abuser! She went too far. She always went too far but it was tolerable with blinders on. Plus I was not aware of the INCEST and Pedophilia.
Not only did my own mother try to push me into whoredom, hate on me , vex me, destroy my writing, art, she did it for far too long. Every opportunity I had to publish vanished all due to my mother's closet evil sick demented interference. It is alright because what GOD has for me, is for me.
No, I did not get to publish the great American novel, yet. My daughter gets paid to write! And she can write! I just watched one of her episodes and I'm humbled, just humbled. Speechless. Laughing, remembering how we used to do Improve when she was three.
