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Growing and GLOWING! BLESSED! BEAMING! DELIVERED! PROTECTED! ANOINTED! APPOINTED!

Dear Children of the MOST HIGH, please Read the Book! Please Study! Please earn your way! Please don't lie! Please don't practice yt supremacy.

Go ahead, if your faith is weak, if you are in fact a full fledged Bully!

You shall NOT prosper, Ever! Every ill gotten dollar you swindle anyone out of, shall Not prosper you anything.

So, you have more money, more cars,more houses, do you have more JOY?

"More than a mouf'ful, is a waste." ; are the words of Madame Watson, my "mother".

World, Madame Watson did in fact "imprison" me, and held me captive for sixty-two years. (Perhaps, now)

Well, do know, martha jane walters was never really as powerful , as s/he bragged. True, s/he did dig the Cow Field , graveyard, dry, chunking "dust" on any and everyone that made her jealous.

Please Don't argue! Please Don't feign shock. Please don't continue to dismiss me. "I know some thangs". I know where the bodies are buried and I have no reason to lie.

I did my Masters Thesis on Voodoo and Conjure! Fascinating.

As "Fate" would have IT, that "person", I sincerely married, turned out to be more like my "birthER", than * rump or P Diddy. (S)He destroyed IT!

The more I think about IT, (s)he was her twin. Very "Color Struck", a cold, cruel, manipulative, jealous, envious , pathological liar! IGNORANT! FAKE! LAZY! "Dumb as balam's ass!"

World, anyone that seriously believes the color of their skin trumps character, is a person I don't care to spend my few, precious days, on this good Earth with.

I'm Not a slave! I know my worth!

BEAMING!!!

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THE RASCALS - GROOVIN ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON.wmv

AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME! When I tell you, Dear Children; "GOD is Good all the time! All the time GOD is good!" That is real, that is Not just what I've been taught. I have lived it, my entire life. I know it for myself! Please understand, that statement doesn't mean you shall not have struggle , your whole life. It merely means, no matter what, old lying, envious, jealous evildoers, throw at you, The HOLY SPIRIT shall deliver you. All you have to do is ask. No, you don't have to be a "good person" or a "Christian in good standing", in order to be delivered from the clutches of your many enemies, seen and unseen. By "good person" I mean, what this World means; you go way out of your way to prove to the preying eyes of the public, to the "wo/men" in charge, how perfect you are. You follow ALL of the rules. You shall never disappoint your oppressors by actually thinking for yourself. You love impressing your oppress...

Can you BEAM, Pimp, Strut and REJOICE all at the same time?

Yes, you can if you are me. Praise the LORD! Thank You for Your BACKFIRE! My mongrel, maggot, manipulative, demon possessed birther is yet rotting in a tiny scrap of earth , in Spring Lake, North Carolina. Just as happy as a dead contented coon can be. A nice plot in a “white cemetery “ , according to her ignorant, “Diamond and Silk” coon ass. My grandfather, Jerome Walters, the only one that truly deserves honor, is somewhere resting in a place evildoers , like his horrid daughter, can’t touch. On the banks of the Cape Fear river away from this madness. No, his grave is unkempt, overgrown, unmarked. ( Just hold on a little while longer.) Miserable, jealous, envious, vacuous and corrupt, s/he threw him away, the same as s/he did us. If Martha Jane Walters could not use you for sexual gratification, sadistic supply , ridicule, or financial gain, you were going to be gone. No one prettier, smarter, or had fifty more dollars , was allowed around that malig...

Gil Scott Heron- Angel Dust BEAMING!!!

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