"Wait upon the LORD!"

There is only one truth, One Truth, the whole Truth and nothing but, the truth SO HELP ME GOD!!!  , so help You GOD.

 Dear LORD, I am humble, I am grateful! One of Martha's last jabs; "Yo'life didn't turn out duh way you planned it, did it?"  Somehow I knew the little dried up troll was bragging.   Of course she was. Poor Martha, that was always her nature.  That was all she had.  That is what satan reduced her too.

Martha's favorite thing to do , was to not only scam people out of their hard earned money but,  to brag about how clever her devious scheme was and how her victims were always too dumb to catch on.  Martha flashed the money she "earned" from turning tricks.  Plus, Martha made sure that I knew,  that she was no regular cheap whore. She charged high prices for her pussy.  "If you charge a nigga enough, he'll call you a lady."

What horse shit. You are still a WHORE! My mother was angry with me for not going that route and then having the nerve to tell her I learned from her mistakes.

Yes, my own birth mother did in fact stalk me for sixty-two years. I am not her only victim.  If you knew her, you were her victim also.  Martha was "like unto" that serpent in the Garden of Eden trying to trick people into eating forbidden fruit.

No,  we did not lose, GOD put us in a position to win.

"Fear No man!" Fear nothing! One thing for sure Martha taught us to fear her.  Chased and held us down with voodoo. I rebuke you satan!

Remember this, the only way any weapon formed against you can prosper ,  is if you remain in fear of evil monstrosities such as Martha and trump.

Free Fall!

"If each one would teach one …"

Do we all suffer with envy, bouts of jealousy? I don't.   Is it because I had a horrid mother and know what jealousy feels like? Is it because I am so gifted? Am I gifted because I was persecuted by a lunatic mother for sixty-two years?  Do I have the gifts GOD gifted me with in the first place?

I know Martha Jane Walters was a fucking lunatic and should have been locked up! Kept away from decent people.  I know I thank GOD for her. One Mathy Jane is all I needed.  I am a believer. "I do believe in ghosts. Idobelieveinghosts.Idobelieveinghosts."

Mathy is very dead, thank GOD!  GOD is contending with her just like [HE] promised! PTL!   Martha NEVER accepted any consequences for ANYTHING! EVER!

LORD help me Jesus! Did Martha think that phony preaching was some kind of trade? No.  did she preach in order to keep us confused?   Or was she just a ravenous wolf because Jesus said she would be one?

LORD, I hate to admit it, I believed her.  I fell for it , "hook , line and sinker" and I was one of her chief victims!

Yet, she remained a SOCIOPATH! A SADIST!  An incestuous pedophile that convinced us "snitching" on her was equivalent to betraying Christ.

We only need one.  Be that "one" to some child.  Be the "one"with a smile, a compliment, a listening ear.   Perhaps a shoulder to cry on.  Be a voice for one child! Speak up for one child!  Look in the eyes of one child and assure him or her that you will never betray them, never let them down, NEVER let any one or anything hurt them!

You never know how much your caring matters.  My "one" was Jerome Walters, my granddaddy!

PRAISE THE LORD!

Thank You Jesus!

I see so much of my life running parallel to America right now.  America is in love with a whore she hates.  In retrospect my birth mother should have never been permitted around children.  She should have been locked up with the criminally insane.  Lucky for her , she was attractive, very witty, charming and extremely charismatic. She was a viper, just the same. An Asp, an extremely poisonous snake.

It was her choice.  I thank GOD for her.  I never would have read my Bible.  I dare say I would have developed the tenacity I have, the chastity, without her evil demonic,  unrelenting interference . I thank you LORD!

There are so many people unsure of the Holy Ghost, GOD's Divine Order. I know and I know!  I have so many miraculous "coincidences", pure interventions,  I know Almighty GOD holds me in the palm of [HIS] Hand!

PTL!

 Discern, discern!  No,  your mind is not playing tricks on you.  "Your enemies shall be of your own household"  Look at their fruit.  When I think about it, just who else could my mother get to torment without ceasing?   She had to use us, everyone with the slightest intelligence caught on and moved on as rapidly as they could. We stayed because we were stuck, born into her clutches.   She claimed she stopped being a voodoo priestess when she got saved.  She stopped when she fleeced all the dummies she could.

No, she NEVER stopped, she just became more clandestine, sneaky, conniving. Martha was the human equivalent of an "egg sucking dog".

Was granddaddy trying to pass his wayward daughter off on others?  I know he was glad when that pestilence left his house.  There is no reason, anyone so evil should pretend to love GOD so long and be totally lying.

A long time coming

"You might get by but, you won't get away."  I do not care who you are, how old you, your color or your status.  We will all pay for every idle , evil word that ever came out of our mouths.

Why was I so shocked? Why did I fall completely apart? Why did I refuse to acknowledge what I subconsciously knew for so long?

It is all good.  I arrived on the campus of N.C. A.& T State University a total independent woman.  I had $1.35 that escaped my mother's greedy eyes. I had nothing but, tenacity and terrorizing fear of doing anything, of making the slightest mistake and have to live under that mentally disturbed whore's  reign of torture again.

Now, I know why my mother had no childhood friends, none.  I now can understand  why people walked wide where Mathy Jane was concerned.  I don't know what it was. I do know that she could do "some thangs".  I know for a fact Mathy's "goofer dust" would get you acquitted.  She could get you the man or woman you lusted after.  She could get your "nature' back and she could put you in the floor writhing in pain, skin turning black and shedding like a snake.

I also know now, that no preacher, no ordained minister,  has any business doing such,  to any one, EVER!


I know the fact I am still HERE!,  can still string two words together is a MIRACLE!  I'm a walking, talking, MIRACLE!  I'm due to be DEAD! Destroyed!  Annihilated by my own birth mother!  GOD said NO!

PTL!

Now here comes this trump imp, using the same tired methods as my evil ass mother.  Go sit down satan! Your time is up chump! You played your dumb ass self.  I hope they lock your lying ass up!

Why lie?  A lie can never be made true!  You can't back lie, deny and bully.  Guess what dummy? Holy Ghost Power is real.  Don't think you are going to escape GOD's wrath just because you falsely believe you always have.

A Silver Lining

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! It is ALL in Divine Order! Evil can NOT win.  Yes, I cried, lost it, totally lost my mind when I finally accepted the fact that my own mother NEVER loved me, NEVER , not one single day in SIXTY-TWO YEARS! 

Worse, in reality she was a fallen woman too sorry to get up.  She was a deeply disturbed sociopath, psychopath , SADIST  with a gift of gab, with great charisma, a low whore that birthed babies to be used as tools to help her exploit and extort every one she could.

Looking back over my life I fully understand why GOD put such blinders on me, rendered me unconscious while (HE) piloted me to safety, to  this day. Thank You Father! My life was ALWAYS  in mortal danger! MY MOTHER WAS A DEMON!

SO!?

GOD KEPT ME!

PTL!

The arrogance of evil

President Obama wrote The Audacity of Hope , it looks like I am writing The Arrogance of Evil ,  from the first moment I tried to suckle at her dried up , hard ass, demonic breasts,  I've been struggling.  Struggling to stay alive, as unmolested as possible. As unhindered as possible , considering my own mother was an ignorant ass,  nigger demon, a fucking female Stephen,  left over from the institution of slavery.  I've done exceedingly well , considering the number of vipers I've encountered.

Martha Jane Walters,  a woman so greedy, so whorish, so self-absorbed,  they tell me her kit and kin arrived driving Uhaul trucks to fleece her home.  Not strangely, gratefully, merciful GOD led me away from her a few years before she finally passed.

I was gone but, never forgotten.  She was busy hating me, spreading lies on me because I had the damn nerve to keep pressing about my grandfather's "mysterious death".  Mysterious death, nothing, the low whore for satan MURDERED  him.

The low whore for satan had beaten us down to nothing, pure dust. (Stockholm syndrome to the one hundredth power)    All we did,  was her bidding.  We (I) kept her filthy house clean, washed all the clothes, took immaculate care of her flower garden.  I'm screaming! I was a damn SLAVE!  Enslaved by my own mother!  I love gardening .  I got it from my mother.  Martha had us outside, weeding, planting, pruning, cutting before the sun was up every week-end.

For what ever reason, I never noticed, she only supervised.

The arrogance of evil is being played out thoroughly in our government.  Mike Pence,  suggesting "homosexuals" undergo conversion therapy. The nerve!  The nerve of every so called Christian that judges, vilifies , hates and persecutes another human being.

My mother knew I wasn't gay. She knew full well that I am asexual and she knew why.  But, before she would admit that she was indeed a closet rapist, an incestuous pedophile , she threw me under the bus,  The Arrogance of Evil!

What happened?

The blinders finally fell off.  Just that simple, I finally saw what I refused to see for SIXTY-TWO YEARS!  That slut was a FREAK!

Help me HOLY GHOST! 

I know granddaddy meant well, deliberately not revealing his DEMON POSSESSED DAUGHTER.    Some how granddaddy knew that scripture well; "Endure to the end".

No, there was no way to stop Martha short of murder.  She was truly vexation of the spirit.  We had to listen to her brag about how she flushed five of us down the toilet.  We were the lucky ones according to her.  She kept us around to rape savagely, molest, torture, burn, scald, starve and stalk at will,  until GOD finally put her demon possessed ass in the ground.

Why preach? Bored? No! Mocking GOD just like (HE) said the ravenous wolves would.  Just like trump,  an idiot so delusional,  he thinks his TEN BILLION DOLLARS make him  god, not a god  but , THE GOD!

"Come ye out from among them!"

First, having money does not mean you are blessed by GOD.  One thing my birth mother always told me, "satan bless too , ni."

If any one knew,  she did,   EIGHTY-SEVEN YEARS OF SICK DIABOLICAL SIN! Not one hitch! 

While that kind of life may impress  evil doers, I know better.  I am going to SHUN you!  "Get thee behind me satan!"

satan's time is up,  that is why he is in a mad rush to upset , to destroy, to persecute, vilify, kill, exterminate.  What he doesn't know, his Raid can is pointing back at him.

PTL!

P.S.

 The saddest part of living my mother's extra long life, in the end she rejected Christ knowing full well she was forgiven.  How tragic.  Most  of us are going to get lost on our journey home.  But, don't stay lost.  Martha knew she was a perverted, promiscuous , nymphomaniac whore.  She knew it was her choice, she loved it, bragged about the money.  She recruited.  So, why lie? Why? Why hate when you are rejected? Why hate when your loved ones are trying to help you.

Demon possession is REAL!Don't let any one fool you. DO NOT GO DOWN ON GRAVES COLLECTING DIRT! 

Most of all, why live a phony pretend life.  Martha would just go on and on making up shit, back lying to fix the new lie.  Mainly Martha cursed you out, cussed your socks off and shook some of her dust on you for having the nerve to remind her of what she called LUDICROUS!  Martha didn't care if you caught her in the very act, it wasn't true!

Her fellow pervert caught her fornicating in the front seat of his brand new car and SHE BEAT THE BRAKES OFF THAT NIGGER!

Dear LORD, if that is not a demon, there is no such thing as a demon.  He took it, and she beat him for the next ten years.