The wretchedness of the absolute dullard torments me

Jesus told us ; "Many are called, few are chosen."  The last place I want to be caught dead in, is in some one's "Church".

Not the "Church" of my mother, not the "Church" of tRump-ers, not the "Church" of idiots that actually think there is a "god" somewhere keeping up with their tithes, counting their attendance and monitoring their language.

What absolute worthless idiots. Good enough. How dare you lockstep, attend "Church" for sixty, seventy, eighty years and never bother to read the "Book". How can you continue to be so stupid? Sitting there for hours and hours every Sunday , satisfied that you are "serving".

Just who do you think you are serving? Why do you think there is a GOD pleased to see you dress up in your finest, drives miles to "see and be seen", every Sunday?  Are you serving GOD or are you serving man? If you are a Christ Lover, a good person, a just wo/man, GOD will know.

GOD knows, GOD sees, GOD moves.  If you have  to hang a cross around your neck for people to know you are a Christian, you are a sorry Christian. If you ever read and understood the Ten Commandments, you would know better. You certainly would not consent to ever worship a flag, or any graven image.

All I know is, the absolute worse hue-man beings I've ever encountered on this earth , have all been "Christians". "Christians" that never missed one Sunday of worship.  Christians proud to judge and rank by skin color, gender and "wealth".

Yes, I am reviled, disturbed, knowing,  finally accepting the fact,  my own mother was a sick pervert, truly an incestuous pedophile.  [LORD HAVE MERCY!] .  While many are shocked by my revelations , they have no idea of the horrid facts I've spared them.  Just know my mother was a low fallen wo/man that refused to get up.

Not only did Martha refuse to take any responsibility for her own actions , she was determined to punish, exact revenge,  on all that she blamed for her miserable life. The six miserable bastards she carried to full term. The children Martha was compassionate enough to not flush.

Martha was a sadistic imp. She lived to  stab, scald, burn, bruise, humiliate, torture, vex, rape, ruin, taunt, force into captivity,  not without notice. Martha wanted you to know.  Mother was such a depraved monster, she wanted us to know that she was the one behind our excruciating pain all the time. She wanted us to suffer for being too weak and helpless to resist her.

Martha loved casting us down,  for daring to ever have the nerve to out do her, to escape her web of lies and sheer madness.  Of all the things Martha wanted, demanded, seeing the terror in our eyes, the horrifying fear,  while she listened to our "beautiful silence", made Martha BEAM!

"Don't none of you black ass niggers nevah tell a muthafucking thang that go on in dis house!" No,  we didn't tell shit! Why!? Because we wanted to LIVE, to get full-grown, to escape, to get out of conjuring range.

 Martha was always  "Johnny-on-the-spot" when we found ourselves in "trouble" and Martha's interference was always somewhere nearby.  No, she was never wrong, and you better never be foolish enough to accuse her or admonish her of ANYTHING! EVER!

After all, Martha preached, took the time to legitimize her treacherous scheme with a license to preach from a legitimate Church.  She claimed to be ordained. She was. The African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church  "ordained"her in 1979.

Why? Was it "voodoo", conjure? Was Martha let in because of her color? Martha claimed it was a pimp game and all preachers were like her.  Except, she didn't claim to be like "her".  She claimed she changed.  That she threw all of her demonic sin into the "Sea of Forgetfulness". That she "lived right", she truly loved the LORD and was really trying to help people.

No, Martha did not tithe, did not teach tithing at home, not with us. She told us all preachers were pimps, greedy lying dogs and you had to exercise common sense.

No one can save us from ourselves and I do believe some things are meant to be. I married a "Christian". Tired of being ripped off and disappointed by worldly men, I turned to the "Church".

What did I find? A lying, miserable, poorly educated , semi-illiterate , jealous faggot. A closet homosexual that lived to get dressed to the nines every Sunday. To sashay into a huge "Church" dressed in his finest, soaked in expensive perfume, beautifully coiffed, shaved and shorn,  just to be admired by men.

What was I supposed to be? Some "Christian wife"? Some very unfulfilled Christian trophy that "taught school" for a living and gladly relinquished my check to a fool because the Church said I was to submit to a complete idiot because he was born with a set of nuts?

Hell NO!

No problem. Keep reading the Book. Keep knowing no weapon formed against the righteous shall ever prosper.

REVERSE THE CURSE!

'COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

There will be Peace in the Valley

Poor Martha was truly loved, deeply loved and respected.  Unfortunately,  she knew better. Martha knew better than all of us that she should never be trusted, should never be "loved", admired, respected, honored, left alone to her own sneaky devices.

Martha knew full well she was an imp. She did cover it well with her expert pathological lying and extreme violence. Martha slithered on this earth for eighty-seven years demanding to punish any and everyone foolish enough to love her.


Why didn't Martha count herself "lovable"? She was a known thief! A rouge! Stealing came automatic to my mother.  She taught us to steal. No, we were never permitted to get caught but, we all sat around admiring the "loot" we absconded with.

To this very day I don't think taking ink pens, paper, paperclips, magazines,  from your job is thievery.  But, far too many people use their positions of authority to fleece, to pimp, to exploit.

I'm too old! I'm tired! I'm weary! Watching our "leaders" pass laws permitting ravenous wolves to fleece us blind is devastating.  Finally snatching my blinders off, finally accepting the fact my "mother" was a woman truly demon possessed, diabolical, torments me. But, I must! I have no choice. Martha deliberately died without repentance. Mocked GOD! Laughed in GOD's face lying, declaring she won.

This is why I rage. If you are oppressed, if your life is compromised in any way by lying ass hypocrites like my mother, STAND THE FUCK UP!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

tRump go peddle your filth somewhere else!

Yes, try the depths of hell!  "Trouble don't last always", dumb bitch!

Just how fucking stupid do people have to pretend to be,  in order to stomach your stupid ass? Too fucking long! Yes, I do thank GOD I had the horrid mother I experienced, otherwise I could have grown to be a "tRump-er".

Look,  dumb muthafucker! You can Not use GOD's Holy Word to enslave the righteous, the true justice seekers, [HIS] anointed.

Don't hate the messenger. Don't hate the message. "It is,  what it is."

When the evildoer gets up on your ass too long, too perverted,  and  too strange, pray fervently. Never give up on GOD!

The Holy Spirit will make it right and restore everything the evildoers stole from
you.

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

Sooner or Later

No matter how weird, painful, disgusting or embarrassing his "mentally disturbed" daughter's behavior  was, granddaddy always held on.  Admonished gently, gave her every penny he had , including his house.  What did she do? Waste it! Squander it! Ruin it!  Smear it! Be smudge it!

Why did we stay? Why did I stay? Why did I tolerate Martha's madness, pure "demon possession"  so long? Martha would claim it was her "roots", her "conjure".  What a fucking idiot! Dumb bitch! You were your own conjure! Sure , you chunked "dust", just fucking dirt from the ground claiming the shit had power.

You had all the power you nasty whore! Bitch, you should have killed your fucking self. One good thing about it, all you perverted "preaching" muthafuckers are being exposed. 

BEAMING!

Yes, I'll keep holding on.

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

Every Breath You Take

Yes, the deeply demon possessed ABOMINATION TO THE HOLY GHOST slithered on this earth for eighty-seven years , stalking and destroying for her sadistic supply.

The low whore for satan tricked and manipulated me into leaving a very prestigious university for a substandard "Graduate school".

Guess what? That is where I discovered forty-eight volumes of "Slave Narratives".  Busted! Martha your evil conjure and voodoo was cold busted, exposed.

Woman, "thou fool", you chose voodoo and conjure over The Holy Ghost! "You should not have done that Mathy Jane."

You always laughed, called me a fool for trusting you. YOU were my mother! DUMB ASS! I was supposed to trust you! You PREACHED  eloquently. How could I know you never meant one word?

Your fruit. You deliberately taught us that we  were your fruit. How dare you die without repentance? The skin worms have devoured your flesh by now and you are rotting in hell. No, I no longer feel sorry for you. We all have FREE WILL! You chose satan, I am rooted and grounded in The Holy Ghost!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

Holy Ghost Don't Leave Me

I have to admit it was a good ruse and s/he perfected lying, manipulation, deceit and conjure.  But, what did she get? What did the low whore for satan gain? NOTHING but repugnant shame.

Perhaps s/he did prevent fame and fortune from ever coming my way but the love of my Jesus is Great Gain!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"

SADISTIC!

My mother quizzed me repeatedly, was in disbelief. She could not understand, could not understand how or why I chose "natural childbirth". No drugs.

Perhaps I was accustomed to excruciating pain. To this day I can still feel the pain of so many sick deeds successfully accomplished by the woman I called mother.

I can still feel my tiny left hand throbbing worse than childbirth. Just another sick sadistic act perpetrated by  that secret monster, the mad whore that deliberately  slammed my hand in the car door. I was only seven, perhaps eight. I was exiting her husband's  long shiny Ninety-Eight Oldsmobile. Perhaps too slowly or perhaps someone had complimented me.

Truthfully, Martha never needed a reason. She was eaten up with evil and she was determined to commit evil sadistic acts, one after another,  until she be taken out.

All I know is, my tiny hand was locked, smashed by that huge car door. I can't remember who rescued me, who finally opened the door.  I do remember my mother screaming that she didn't do it before she was accused.

I do remember she did NOTHING to help or relieve my pain. I remember my grandfather gently plunging my hand in a wash basin full of ice.

I remember my  tiny brown hand throbbing and aching for days. Miraculously, not one bone was broken. Yes, I  lost several nails. They turned purple, then black, then finally fell off.

The  devastating truth is; the "Church" is a haven for demons.  Do not fool yourself. All of these sexual deviates and pedophiles being revealed, suddenly, finally. I freely reveal my mother, a MONSTER.  A deeply disturbed SUCCUBUS!  One seriously sexually perverted demon that preached for cover.

No, I'm not ashamed to tell on her. Quite the contrary, I'm quite proud. Look where GOD brought me from.

Fear no man! "Trust and Obey."

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"