Buddy Guy ~ ''Stone Crazy'' 1961

Dear Children of the Most High, dear fellow Christ Lovers, Truth Tellers, the Anointed and the severely abused; You are Not Forsaken!

GOD has not, nor will The HOLY SPIRIT, ever leave or forsake You!

Why? I can't speak for others, so I shall just Proclaim, Announce, Shout for Myself; "NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL EVER PROSPER!"

If some half witted, wicked, demon possessed, ignorant, yalla nigga winch, wants to play "home made witch doctor"; so be it!

For Eighty-Eight Years mjw boasted of her ability to swindle, bully, intimidate, confuse, scramble muthafucking brains, while preaching every Sunday! Just mocking GOD!

Now, the dumb slut is dead, did everything in Eighty-Eighty Years known and unknown to primitive, backstabbing, lying , lecherous , carnal, color struck, racist, swine-wo/man kind.

Now, "Time is of the Essence"! I must fix Me! I must permit The HOLY SPIRIT to build Me up where this World, this place, has deliberately torn me down. This Earth, where most hue-beings are proud to behave like predatory maggots. (With your own kin? That is some low shit! INCEST and PEDOPHILIA!!!

Bow down satan! Bow down! Ain't no fake ass license to preach going to save your dead depraved ass now!

Let'um. What did mathy get for always running down to "Graveyards" at midnight, on a full moon? s/he didn't get SHIT! The low , dumb ass slut, died in DEBT! How the fuck are you going to be in debt at Eighty-Eight and your Father left you Sixty-five acres of prime timberland , right on I-95? A House! A man made lake? Vineyards? Orchards?

Stanking ass, stupid ass slut, seriously believed s/he was smarter than GOD! Seriously pretended to believe s/he had "voodoo" power.

Well...anyone still unfortunate enough to still think or claim to love you, I pray for. No, I do not intend to get any closer than this blog and Jesus.

*******THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES*******

Monday, July 26, 2021

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