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John Lee Hooker feat. Van Morrison - Medley: Serves Me Right to Suffer/S..."Bow down satan! your time is up!"

AWESOME! Today is indeed another Awesome , Beautiful, GOD Blessed Day! Not simply because of 9/11 . 

Today is Awesome because GOD is righting wrongs, making every crooked way straight. Exposing dead, closet, unrepentant imps.

 Rejoice  Because The HOLY SPIRIT can't lie! The HOLY SPIRIT can Not and will Not let [HIS] Children suffer a bruise on their tiny precious foot.

Sixty-seven years ago a closet,  sick, sadistic demon,  tried to seer half of my beautiful,  little,  chocolate,  face off. I know it was The HOLY SPIRIT that saved Me!. GOD's host of appointed Angels guarding me from that closet Maggot,  Mongrel,  that deliberately birthed me to abuse! To use! To crucify , while her low, lying, sick, sadistic, demon possessed ass,  played "saved and sanctified". Lived Eighty--eight years mocking Almighty GOD! Nine decades spitting into GOD's Eye!  No shame for creating, deliberately manufacturing  death and destruction for a laugh.

"mathy jane, mathy jane, demon possessed liar, low , sick, sadistic, incestuous pedophile...you know you should have repented.  No you didn't, too bad, so sad, but, the Living still can. Family just Rebuke her! Call that evil, lying sadistic monster what s/he always was; HORROR UNLEASHED!

World, if you know like I know, you shall take the time to pray,  to study, If you know a mere fraction of what I know about so called "ordained preachers" , you will shun and Rebuke people like martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoureaux,

If you just take a few minutes each day to pray, to ask GOD to come into your heart, to cleanse it, you shall never fear demon possessed imps like martha and her flying monkeys again.

BEAMING in the BACKFIRE!

*******THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES *******
Saturday, September 11, 2021


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