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Peter Tosh: The Voice of a Generation - "Fools Die," "Cold Blood," "Equa...

The saddest , most pathetic person on this Earth is an Ignorant, Arrogant, Poorly educated bully , that can't tell the Truth. 

They commit evil acts after evil acts , then refuse criticism, correction. Say something, you shall get ATTACKED! 

No, no one can stop them.  While, they are extremely evil, they only target the weak, and infirm. and love ones that love them unconditionally.

SHUN THEM! They are HORRID! CRUEL! They rage with you if you catch them in a lie. There is no winning because they only have one intention, to make you as miserable as they feel.

Still, chill, relax, GOD will stop them in "DUE SEASON"

No, I don't do lying. No, I do not lie for Liars. I do not cloak for old, low, INCESTUOUS "Root Working"  Pedophiles,  like my birthER , martha jane walters.  A low whore for satan that PREACHED!

PREACHED for "cover" and money. No not wealth, just money.  No, martha certainly had no desire to ever become wealthy, the low ignorant, sadist whore for satan, only wanted more money than anyone in her family.

The stank whore was so foolish, so stupid , s/he always blamed Blacj men, niggers for herr "condition".  

We were all black niggers that s/he hated s/he birthed because We ruined her life.  Because s/he was a coward, an egg sucking dog, a viper, s/he was sly, slick, wicked, a miserable wretch that rooting from the inside out for Eighty-eight Years.

Yet, I'm still here (temporarily) BEAMING while The HOLYSPIRIT is Still revealing and protecting.

The low whore for satan hated me from my  conception. Sexually molested and raped Me! Burned, bludgeoned and tried to destroy Me for sixty-two years.

For some reason EVERY person I know shuns Me. Most claim I should just forget IT! How dare anyone  that was NOT savagely raped and repeatedly sexually abused , and deliberately ruined by their  own mother , to just STFU!

Yes, I have fellow victims, SILENT fellow victims living in the shame of their birthER! A wo/man so low, so depraved, so confused, s/he preached for cover. Never changed, just grew worse.

My 








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