Chris Stapleton - Tennessee Whiskey (Official Audio) Apart from Christ WE are Nothing

Jf you find yourself always clamorous, foul, in a bad mood, it is because you are a Pathological LIAR!

And that is the Truth!

No one likes a LIAR

Not even LIARS

It is a Choice

Yelling, screaming, DENYING! DENYING!

Guilt shaming!

Mad at the World

Hating your admonishers for trying to save You, from yourself

From your rude, hostile attitude

When caught in a lie

When someone, anyone, is smarter than you

You RAGE

Store up insults, put downs

You triumphantly sling insults

at the needy

the poor and defenseless

Then DENY!DENY!

Yes, you are a proud sadistic bully

(sadly, you seem to have no need)

It is a choice

Your choice

You can live in love, in the Truth

You can choose to hate

To mortify

To make miserable because you are miserable

You hate'um

You hate'um all

Who?

Anyone smarter, gifted or, more talented, you automatically hate

Block and Lie

Lie and Block

Play Head games

You will do anything to win

but, actually Read and Study

SO,you clandestinely hate the real scholars

Those that have acquired Knowledge legitimately

Through hard work and pain

Yes, you are a hater, living in denial

No, you can't be corrected

You won't be corrected

That is your choice

I choose to live out my very limited time reminising on the good things of My Long Wonderful life

Basking in the great memories of My Grandfather

Rome Walters

A GOOD MAN

Your Raging! Roaring! Name Calling! Belittling Me, shall NOT, can NOT make Me love him less.

Yes, he was MURDERED by his own daughter!

I am NOT ashamed to Tell the Entire World!

The people that should be ashamed are the people, the family members, church members , trying to shut me down. The only people trying to protect mjw and rw , are "Birds of a Feather"

I am ANOINTED!

Of course I AM!

My life is a blessing

Not the tragedy you pretend

All LIARS are cowards

All bullies are cowards

Come Jesus!

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