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The Dubbeez (NL) Live @ Ostróda Reggae Festival 2016 / Poland

IT IS ALL IN DIVINE ORDER! Nothing can ever change these facts , as The HOLY SPIRIT attempts to reach those worthy , through me.

Yes, I'm Honored! Humbled! Thank You! When this World finally accepts the fact , far too many "Anti-Mothers" , like my "birth-ER", exists on this good Earth! This World shall certainly be a better place for everyone.

MY LORD, from ZION! My "MOTHER", my very own "BIRTH-ER" WAS A MONGREL! A SICK PSYCHOTIC,  DEMON POSSESSED,  WHORISH, CARNAL, JEALOUS, ENVIOUS, INSATIABLE,  HIDEOUS,  HORRID WHORE,  FOR EIGHTY YEARS ! (A low,  volunteer, fallen whore , that decided s/he was going to serve GOD and man, and did! ) A deplorable imp  THAT PREACHED FOR COVER!

Caring about what others think about Me, for revealing that Slut, that SUCCUBUS, that ABOMINATION TO THE HOLT GHOST!, is OVER!

I refuse to be intimidated by dullards, imps, simps, blind sheep,  the immoral, the feeble minded cowards , still loyal to mathy jane or trimp. 

(LOL) mathy jane was so DIABOLICAL , you didn't dare disobey her demonic ass! Sick, Sadistic! 
IGNORANT!
PSYCHOTIC!
IMMORAL!
VIOLENT!
BRUTISH!
MURDEROUS!
PERVERTED!
CARNAL!
GREEDY!
LAZY!
LECHEROUS!
DEMON POSSESSED!

World, I would have remained clueless , concerning wo/men like my "mother" , if I had depended on ordained pastors to lead me out of the Wilderness,  the System of white Supremacy, evildoers planted me in.

World, some Wo/Men birth, have, adopt, steal children , simply because they need a punching bag, a whipping post. One good thing about it, them old lying ass muthfuckers , got to die one day!

martha is dead, trimp is drowning in his own shit. I am REJOICING! The HOLY SPIRIT restored me.

It is ALL Good!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Monday, February 15, 2021

 




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