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Cannonball Adderley Quintet - "Mercy, Mercy, Mercy" (1966) "Write it doewn, make it plain."

AWESOME! When I say A W E S O M E! YOU SAY SHO'NUFF!
"Mercy, mercy, mercy"; my favorite word ! Thank You GEE ZUSS!
Saved! Delivered from the clutches of an old narcissistic whore, so common, s/he chose to vex me, us, for EVER!
Not Me, bitch! I hate You! I hate you martha jane walters , with every fiber of my being!
I am very glad you have totally rotted away in your "dirty little grave", by now.
I do pray that every lying coward you created, much too successfully, finally turns on you.
You were NEVER a good person! Sure you "preached" for over fifty-five years. So!? You were as corrupt,  as poisonous,  as a black adder!
No, someone messed up, the "Church" messed up by fearing you, refusing to call you out, to face you.
The "Church" failed me, failed us, deliberately "sacrificed" us for "Appearances".  Yes, appearances! Who had the courage to ever face mjw? The low whore was gladly smashing puppies between bricks, as a "Child"!
SHIT! We, I, never had any hope!  We never had  chance! What the fuck happened?
Old stupid ass, old whorish ass, mathy jane, swore out s/he had the "Power"! s/he was the right color, s/he had "good hair", plus s/he was brilliant, bragg-a do-cious, predatory, vulgar , and extremely violent.
World! The "Word", the "Church",  has been thoroughly co-opted by greedy, ignorant, demon possessed IMPS!
So!? Our War is Spiritual! Your GOD, your Heaven, your Hell, is between your ears! Exercise your right to think critically!
"Carry On!"
"Write IT down! Make it plain!"
BEAMING!!!

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