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THE JESUS  promised me, that if I would have enoungh courage to know, to learn my Truth, I would be set Free.
Dr. King exclaimed that he was "Free At Last".
There is one major problem with Dr. King's version of "Freedom"; DEATH! You have to DIE to "earn" IT. YT men are born with it. Well, some, just one to two percent, but if you have YT skin, they let you brag, act snotty, behave like a primitive greedy, predatory SAVAGE!
People labeled "Black", deliberately relegated to the lowest rungs of OUR Society,  by known Predatory Pathological LIARS, are scorned for expressing OUR grief and pain.
A bitch ass ********,  too cowardly,  and superstitious to put his bloody claws on the Bible, dares me to so much as mutter.
 "MAKE BRICKS WITHOUT STRAW!!!"; Ole Pharaoh demanded!
"Bow down and serve me!"; screams the twisted once a millionaire, now billionaire, about to be Tri illionaire,  because s/he is a PREDATORY PATHOLOGICAL LIAR!!!
Of course everyone knows s/he is the Anti- CHRIST, too many still fear her. Yes! HER!What a BITCH! The Bitch, bitches more than my dead ass birthER, a stanking whore, that Roared, Grumbled, Complained, Robbed, Raped, Murdered,  without much resistance for Eighty-eight years!
PREACHED! PREACHED AND PROSTITUTED!
So What!!!
I just stopped by to Highly REBUKE  the Dead  Slut!
BEAMING!!!

P.S.**********************************
MUTHAFUCKER! ARE YOU CRAZY!
Non Violent My ASS!
You see where "Non Violence" has gotten us! 

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