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PHYLLIS HYMAN. "You know how to love me". 1979. 12" extended version. "MEASURE FOR MEASURE"


IT
is 
UNBELIEVABLE!
JESUS  loves Me
IT
is
TRUE
Still BEAMING! Sho'nuff Loving Myself!
Oh Yes! I have so many reasons! Born quite "good looking", in fact beautiful. Something that low slut,  martha jane walters hodges doster watson lamoureaux, Eddie Long,  TD Jakes, P  Diddy, Hated!
Yes, these old imps, perverts, root workers, murderers, rapists, sick, sadistic, psychotic, con wo/men,  love to get all up in the "Church". 
They demand the highest seats, the finest raiment, palacial palaces, Jet planes. Yes, these low, lying vipers have their Heaven on Earth.
They take pride in their ability to "Con" the most gullible, the fakest , the phonyest, and the most hate filled.
No, they hate the "Righteous". 
All liars shun "Truth Tellers".
As old as I am, I've never understood liars, especially those thar lie pathologically.
Why? What is the point? What ever you are screaming,  is never going to be true.
If you prefer to be feared, if you demand to be in control, go ahead, be clamorous, unpleasant.

NEVER take responsibility for your own actions, especially if your victim is an old Black woman.
What a joke! Believe me, elderly Black women , are the most powerless women on this Earth, if they are not careful. If we fail to live right.

Yes, we have to pray. I must stay "Prayed up"!
I do LORD, I do!
Thank You for giving me the courage to SCREAM BLOODY MURDER, when that low life 'hoe,  and her predator husband,  tried to "Sex Traffic" me at age FOURTEEN ,  in Ft Gordon, Georgia.
Thank you for getting me off of the Valium,  that  old low life, blessing blocking, Color struck , wanna be pimp, put me on,  in 1977.
Yes! I'm older than old.  I am certainly older than I ever imagined, I would ever be. I'm grateful! I'm humbled!
I can't say my stay here has always been pleasant. For some reason , most of the people I encountered thought my skin color, my GOD given pigmentation,  a curse. So much so, they "CherryPicked" a bible, just to keep me down. To justify why they hated me, always excluded me, and forbade me to talk about IT.
Naw, I don't believe them. I'm just too Talented and Gifted, and they are jealous!
BEAMING!!!



 

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