Rory Gallagher - What In The World

Dear LORD,

Thank YOU for this Wonderful Day. Truly a Magic Monday! Thank You for sparing Me, delivering Me from the claws, the clutches , of what has to be the evilest, most maniacal, depraved, carnal, sadistic, psycho- sociopath , that ever slithered on this good Earth. Cleverly disguising her pathological lying, bipolar, wicked, jealous, envious, "root working", promiscuous, nymphomaniac ass, as a loving mother, (that committed INCEST because s/he not so secretly disagreed with GOD and her father), daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, friend, confidant.

World, that wo/man martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoreaux WAS NONE OF THOSE THINGS ! EVER!!! NOT IN THE ENTIRE EIGHTY-EIGHT YEARS satan, lucifer, ole slew foot , wore my "birther's" skin, slithering, stalking, fake preaching.

The Beauty is, ...I have to tell You! For it is written. I am compelled! I have no choice. Jesus said :"Know ye the Truth, the Truth shall set you Free!"

GOODGODTUHMIGHTYYYYYYYYY!!!

Why am I BEAMING! "No weapon formed against Me shall ever prosper!

While, it is much too late for martha, it is not too late for my fellow victims. REBUKE THAT SLUT! Your "mother" was not in that Monster's body, Ever! sATAN proudly wore your mother's skin because s/he not only gave him frequent, easy access, by digging up murdered man's dirt, satan was her choice.

WE were had, sold a bunch of "goods". Everyone with any sense knew to stir, stay clear of mathy jane. It was our fortune or misfortune to be thrust into her demonic clutches.

Relax! The BACKFIRE is AWESOME!

BEAMING!!!

*******THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES*******
Monday, July 26, 2021

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