ZZ Hill - Down Home Blues (Lyric Video)

"Giving honor to GAWD, Jesus Christ, the head of My life!" ; is the "Church declaration" I memorized as as a small child. It was actually a "salutation", a type of greeting. We were a small community, Wade Station, North Carolina. A haven of Black Tobacco farmers or Sawmill workers.

Located right outside of Fayetteville, Fort Bragg, situated on Highway #301, Wade proved to be quite an eclectic community. Full of intrigue, mystery, and magic. I call it "magic" for lack of a better term for GOD's Divine Order. All I know, is all I know.

My "birther" was truly, genuinely an "anti-mother". A very foolish wo/man that wasted Eighty-eight years of her precious life trying to outwit , sabotage and secretly destroy everyone that ever tried to love her.

Why? martha jane walters was Demon Possessed! Of course s/he was? Why? mjw always deliberated visited the graves of a murdered man, collected dust in the name of the "Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost". Just as serious as a heart attack. Just as primitive as any witch doctor in a Tarzan movie.

No, there was no help for mjw, because mjw was a "fallen wo/man" that refused to be corrected, admonished, criticized, for any reason, Ever. That was it. mjw was always a Pervert! Always Common, nasty, without morals. Yes, mjw was always Horror Unleashed. Yes, mjw was such a monster, few ever found the courage to face her.

BEAMING because I found the Courage. The HOLY SPIRIT granted me the Courage. I am Not, I shall Not Ever honor that mongrel, that stalked me for sixty-two years. Yes World,that unrepentant slut that had the nerve to preach repentance, yet refuse it after living Eighty-eight years of sheer "Fuckery", can ROT!

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

Sunday, September 5, 2021

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