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Dottie Peoples - Oh What a Time

Yes! I'm still BEAMING! On fire with The HOLY GHOST! 
Please don't confuse "religion" with genuine my anointing.  There is no comparison.
"All I know, is all I know."
I know I'm more than a Survivor,
I'm a THRIVE- OR!
I know , those that scoff, rebuke, and cast me aside, have a right to do so.
Can they say I ever did them any wrong?
Purposely?
Sure, I've made a zillion "bad decisions", attempting to navigate  this evil, predatory, racist system.
No, I never accumulated  vast sums of wealth. Never bought a "First class" ticket to "Anywhere".
That in no way negates "My Good Life". 
I am deliberately leaving written , and visual proof, I Rocked!
 I LIVED! LAUGHED! LOVED!
I've accumulated some vivid, wonderful, memories, despite the imps, liars, haters, and vipers.
I did enjoy "Roasting-y'ears"(corn), inside a cement block , as my grandDaddy, and his crew stacked rows, and rows of his premium Tobacco in the top rafters of his Tobacco barn.
Smoking "mu-skee-ters"away with a large Lard can, and old woolen blankets.
Picking Blackberries, digging his Red Wigglers, fishing for free in his pond.
Mainly, I learned to never do anything I would be too embarassed to admit I did.
To be quick to apologize.To taunt a person, that  you know,  you are lying to,  is a reflection of low character.
To remain humble, no matter how high I rose.
To seriously read and study.
Dullards are much too lazy to read,  or attempt to create Art for the sake of creating "beauty",  in an ugly World. 
Beware of the person, "Johnny on the spot" with bone crushing insults , that they pretend to be innocent of.
No! They shall never change.
Why should they? They can't feel the pain they deliberately inflict. Their victims are too old,  or too feeble to stop them.
Cling to your JOY! (Anyway)
Expect OUTRAGE!
EXPECT TO BE CRUCIFIED!
"Endure to the end! "
GOD  got you.
BEAMING!!!


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