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Booker T & the M G 's - Green Onions (Original / HQ audio)


Fasten your seat belts, gird up your loins. satan is real and most people fear him. However, far too many love him! Will do anything for him.

While they claim,  they lie, cheat and steal ,because they are terrified, that struggle and resistance is useless.  They are lying. They know better. What they really want to say but, remain too cowardly; they put their trust in evil.

Too bad, so sad but, WE all have a choice.  WE all have Free Will.

As for me, I'm BEAMING! I'm in my Glory. Sure, I was born into the clutches of a wo/man so HORRID, so depraved, such a sickening, gut wrenching hue-man being, few want to re-live her, re-call her.  They endured her, "IT", to the end and they just want to forget.

I can't.  I mean I really can't.  The HOLY SPIRIT compels me to reveal her/"IT".

I BEAM! I Glow because (Je) ROME WALTERS was my GrandFATHER! My GrandDADDY! A BLACK man that acquired , earned, purchased Sixty-Five acres of land in Wade, North Carolina when a Black person could not own a pot or a window!

I BEAM because if it had not been for my grandfather standing in the Gap for me, I would have been a worse maggot than my "birther".

Yes, GOD's Grace is INEXHAUSTIBLE! You do have to ask for it.  You can not substitute fake preaching stolen sermons for your filthy life. No one owes you any loyalty! How dare you be common enough to demand it! Demon Possession is the only explanation for mjw.

Of course! Everything evil and despicable.  An ignorant imp, proud to sully GOD's name. Well, it BACKFIRED! Granddaddy put a Bible in my hand at eight years old!

Sure,  you put a bullet in his heart but, he got you back. 

BEAMING!!!

*******THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES*******
Monday, July 13, 2021

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