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Sly and the family stone - Stand

AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME! Thank You GOD for the strength to STAND!  Yes LORD, for what ever reason, I was birthed into the clutches of a fallen wo/man, a PURE DEMON! 

DEMON! DEMON! DEMON!  Any one that controls her innocent children , by bragging they are lucky , because s/he let them live, is beyond Batshit crazy, that Loon is DEMONIC!

 First of all, don't ever tell me what I know, or down't know.  Don't you dare evaluate me ,  based on my "lack of status", wealth, fame , age or gender.  I am who I am, what I am and what The HOLY GHOST  created Me to be.

I am a Truth Teller, someone very rare these days.  Not only am I a Truth Teller, I am "Old" and I Rage! I am mad! The fact that a wo/man as horrid as my birth-ER came to this good Earth, cut the absolute demonic fool and nobody but me, seems to even care, cause my blood to boil.

I know I should not. I know it is ALL in Divine Order.  But, that low slut got away with countless murders! Why? Was s/he really that brilliant? That good looking? Charming? Was her voodoo really that powerful?

No, it is all prophesied, written. It All has to come to pass.

  I know what I know! I know what I witnessed for Sixty-two years! I know what I survived! I know the low slut always hated me! The low, demonic, two-legged serpent, hated me with a "Purple Passion"!

Not only did the (secret) slut always hate me, s/he hated every damn body. S/he hated her daddy! martha jane walters hated criticism. martha jane walters hated being wrong. martha jane walters was NOT going to be corrected or outed. Just like the ancient pharoahs, everyone had to go down in her ship. Every one had to be buried in her tomb if it meant one hint of the Truth ever slipped about satan's lowest imp.

So what? GOD/The HOLY SPIRIT  Always protected me. "Ye though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, thou at with me!" Yes LORD, you are with me!

I do have to laugh.  The more that evil, lying, treacherous, untrustworthy, lustful, carnal, incestuous/pedophile , closet "root working" Lesbian's schemes failed, the harder s/he tried.

I had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I'm healing. I am learning to finally love myself. I love hating martha!

BEAMING!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Saturday, December 5, 20/20

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