Wendy Williams

I’ve never been a fan of Wendy Williams and I am not a frequent viewer of her talk show.

I have a relative who tunes in to her from time to time just for the hell of it and today a repeat episode of Wendy’s ran where she spoke on people home schooling their children. Wendy has stated before on her show that she is not fond of home schooling and she mentioned today how the situation in her opinion prevents socialization.

There are definitely other ways in which a child is able to mingle or socialize and grow up productively besides attending a public school with other children so she is wrong, nevertheless, this is not the matter I have with Wendy after watching the segment my issue is her criticizing some parents reasons for not wanting their children learning around conflicting environments created by the cruelty of other kids .

Now, I understand in the real world there are these same circumstances and behaviors of adult people that occur everyday and that are an unfortunate part of what goes on within society.

Early life experience does lead one to awareness, preparation, adapting, and coping methods, however, to say that everyone has been bullied and taunted with remarks that are hurtful but that the events served to makes us all out to be stronger and today’s generation are raising a bunch of wimps as if bullying or harassing and taunting behavior from others is an acceptable rite of passage.

So certain parents who don’t want their children interacting with other toxic dysfunctional fuckers contributes to being weak? I think not!

And where is Wendy William’s so strong at? She is one who has had nothing but major self esteem issues as the bitch has been heavily addicted to drugs and alcohol, lowered herself so bad to suck on mens penises, surgically blew up her breast to resemble hideous basketball titties, and married a man who she allowed to continuously use and abuse her.

Wendy Williams needs to talk about no one because her shit is all fucked up.

It’s fellow trash like her with the same ignorant mentality which promotes bullies and harassment among degenerates within the first place.

People of a specific mindset only insult, try to dominate, or attack, because they assume that it will hurt, give them control, or cause fear.

To categorize everyone as the same and take for granted that everyone will react within the same to these instances is a mistake and generalization.

I remember when I had people harassing me and trying to bring me down years ago for no reason other than “the green eyed monster”, and accused me of putting up a front because I was undisturbed by their conspiracy of spreading lies and rumors against me then having people I didn’t even know utter out insults and remarks at me in attempts to intimidate me, and I had absolutely no idea what they were talking about as I truly wasn’t fazed by their bullshit.

What the incident genuinely came down to was they themselves really didn’t have the strength and level of mentality as I did to sincerely be unaffected by the negative treatment of other people and they knew it. They would have been crushed and destroyed if it had been done to them and that is why they used that stupid shit on me yet it failed to give them the results that they were looking for. I always ignored them and their “game” as their nonsense was an honest reflection of their own bouts with inadequacy.

And, don’t stand up for yourself or speak your mind if need be, though, because you’ll just get accused of being “defensive” the psychological mind game and manipulation tactic in which assholes use in order to place their own insecurities on you when they can’t deal with accepting truth or fault.

Wendy Williams is a total idiot bullying another doesn’t make them stronger look at the poor souls who commit suicide (not that everyone who kills themself is weak because all of them were not) or become flunkies to the human asses that they kiss due to low self worth?

One has to already have strength to endure and to get even stronger that is why people try to break them.

Bullies aren’t people with real strength as their only weapon is feeding off the fear of another. Usually it is the victim who is the strong one yet doesn’t even realize it yet and if or when they eventually find their courage the bully then becomes the true wimp.

Any form of bullying is and should be unacceptable.

A Tortured Soul

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Melissa Campa said 4 hours ago

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Melissa Campa

These are lies of demonized souls, go far back as far as you can remember. The first time you felt abandoned or abused whether physically or mentally or sexually. The door was open from that day forward. You see I was just like you even suicidal, literally would negotiate with a voice telling me you’ll never see heaven you already love every day in sin (addicted to pain killers) so if you were to die and kill your self you would go to hell as you would go to hell anyways by the judgment of your sins according to your God! I cried I cut I screamed and then I remembered my dad took me and my brother to church Very young and we went up to the alter with our dad and accept Jesus as our lord and savior. I never knew exactly what I did but I knew I was more Of a threat because of it. The difference between a child of God that has a seed from a young age vs a new age follower or atheist is that the one who was brought up in a Christian home has been to church before has heard the word of God is a threat to the devil because gods word says in (Proverbs 22:6 Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.) you see I may not change your mind about God I’ve yelled at God when people I loved died I cursed God for allowing me to get beat my child’s father I was so mad but I still felt like who else do I have. My parents both live their lives and I had it rough growing up from being molested to watching my dad beat my mother while she never fought back and beat on us and because of my father I became so defensive always fighting and protecting the weaker individuals who I saw bullied. But if my mom or dad couldn’t do right by us as children. My dad the same man who hit me and my brother and mom took me to the living god and he placed a seed that seed is in certain chosen people. Jesus said if they hate me they’ll hate you too if the crucified me they will do it you because of ME. Jesus said but be of good cheer I have overcome the world. The devil the demons Satan comes against us threw other people who have been deceived who listened to the suggestions that God did this and its his fault. This whole world is ruled by demons look at the president! I’m not perfect I sin and I may sin again tomorrow I may say the same prayer god forgive you know how it goes but Jesus does because he knew god knew we will never ever be holy we will never get it right! If Jesus came to preach the word right now in this generation he would chose his disciples and they would be former pimps former murders former thief’s former gang members former homeless people former drug dealers and homosexuals. He never would ride around with the people of the church the holy traditional church and hypocrites. He would save the ones from what we see as the worst people he says these people are the first in the kingdom of heaven because basically people like them need more love and god sees the heart and he sees the soul has authority to cast out demons of torment of perversion, abuse and immortality etc. before you click off maybe you already did just give him a chance crawl to him say a few words and then next time maybe stand up to him say a few more words and if you ever feel like nothing is working with the new age practices you still can’t find peace you can’t find healing then run to god surrender in private take baby steps god know we can’t just change over night he knows we will never get it right. He’s not a god of suffering because the Old Testament was of the way the first living people of the world had to be obedient and this why god sent Jesus Christ his word says behold i make all things new. The new commandment I give you is to love each other. If I can suggest maybe listening to deliverance prayers on YouTube with head phones and water. Baby steps pray in private goodnight

 

In reply to Melissa Campa.

You sound like a very mentally and emotionally disturbed individual and one that isn’t intelligent enough to understand the depth of my writings.

Just because some people don’t like or agree with God and have different viewpoints or perceptions regarding him and his way does not mean that they are suffering, lost, or have been broken in some way. If anything it is quite the opposite and you need to stop being ignorant and closed- minded.

I was born a gifted child and one with the wisdom and knowledge to “see” and “discern”. I’ve experienced a lot of supernatural occurrences and ones that you have no idea exist. I was a happy child there were just some adults and relatives around me who weren’t happy within themselves but it wasn’t everyone.

I’ve never been or walked in your shoes as I’ve never been raped or sexually abused by anyone and I’ve never been mistreated by a parent. “Spiritual essence” in which constantly followed me would never have allowed those vile things to happen. I was lucky and blessed and had natural spiritual protection.

I was raised and brought up in love by a darn good mother and had lots of love given to me by my mother and solicitous attention given to me as well as from certain others that were around me. I was very well taken care of as a child on up that is partly why so many people were jealous of me.

So you’re venting to the wrong person.

I am very happy and fulfilled within myself and have a great peace of mind and what I venerate and believe in suits and serves me very well. Things are working out within my life accordingly and the universe is bringing to me the elements in which I desire.

I have been attacked all through out life by “particular” individuals-along with principalities-for being a good and unique person by those who are not of my caliber and who have a lack of knowledge into things in specific.

Yes, I do agree with one thing you’ve wrote and that is God does concern himself moreover with the negative people but it is not because they’re all sincere within their heart and deceptively mislead and all good people are not hippocrates because we don’t need or have to serve or consult with god to genuinely be of a positive nature or character by his definition.

You’re a tortured soul and you are brainwashed and people who are deeply troubled often incite to bring unnecessary problems to others. Go and get yourself some serious help.

Concurrent Tidings

One person’s happiness is another person’s sadness and one person’s pain is another person’s pleasure.

At this very moment as I write in the tranquility of my environment there is someone out within the world experiencing upset and misfortune.

There is someone who has died, someone who is suffering from injury and someone who is suffering from illness.

There is also many who are being born, being killed, being raped, being evicted, being fired from their job, being the victims or receptor of abuse, accidents, crimes and so on, right now at this second.

The simultaneous occurrence of these daily events are common knowledge to the conscious thinker yet escape within our thoughts as we often are not constantly focused on what is not happening around us in regards to the people we don’t personally know and are not cognizant about.

We’re usually too preoccupied with the occurrences taking place wthin our own daily lives to garner any attention toward the instances affecting others as well as the elements which affect our atmosphere as activity goes on everyday.

It is sometimes not until unfortunate situations hit us in the face directly or at a distance that we come to recognize how deep circumstances actually get.

Once we view a television report, read a newspaper article, or encounter an episode of drama in person, then we realize and feel the weight or consideration of another’s reality that could just as easily have been one of us if fate had decided.

We often are thankful to not have one of those predicaments claim any one of our recent days of the week and hope to never have a run in with such a display or event.

Though we’re prompted to help out in certain situations when motivated by instinct to aid someone or something to comfort and safety if we are present and witness an aspect as many would also desire to be rescued or tended to during a serious time of incident or need.

When I watch a true crime show, read a true crime novel, or review a news alert of any kind and notice a date I may look back at what I was doing in my life around that time and say “Wow, while I was sitting in the comfort of my home or out having fun this very negative thing (whatever the dilemma) was going on”, and it sometimes just makes you think.

Us people with second-sight often see things all of the time within our third eye/minds eye and it is real and we can also feel sensations wherein the things we’re being spiritually made aware about.

However, depending what type of energy/connection we have upon individual accounts and the information we receive in specific to point and time can vary or be misinterpreted compared to observing and listening to the entire full spectrum of a clarified story, so the impact falls within the range of where its thrown if it serves to move us somehow.

(God) A Supernatural Bully

I am and always was blessed within many ways at the same time had to undergo unnatural encounters just because of the person that I am.

I’m glad not to be average and that I’m unique in my own right. I don’t owe anyone anything and I didn’t ask to come into this world to share within a life with other human beings with different natures and various mindsets.

The Lord did me no favor whatsoever as in my dreams when I sleep display and explain more beauty and meaning than on this earthly plane that he created.

God didn’t ask my permission in order for me to come here so I don’t need his while I have to remain here. Like I said, he didn’t do me any favor, this world isn’t a paradise that I should be ever so grateful to exist in.

The world in its dreadful condition is grotesquely overpopulated as it is with all kinds of shit. From disgusting insects to disgusting animals, disgusting principalities, and disgusting people.

Life is often times strange, unfair, and full of circumstantial misinterpretation and situations that compromise the lives of people on account of the ignorance or biases of others.

It seemed irresponsible to me to have us all here on the earth together why not keep the compatible in one section and the incompatible in other sections let everyone have their own suitable accomodating place of habitat.

Why be made to live a life or in a condition that one truly doesn’t want to be in? I loathe God, I truly do, and for more reasons than one, and I feel so insulted to be one that was created in his perverted formation of a plan.

From the beginning by designing a man and a woman to be together and to have sex, and having to have sex to have children, is all a turn off to me. Cutting up animals in the old days to atone for a sin since the wages for transgressions was death there had to be bloodshed so finally Jesus eventually came and did the ultimate sacrifice, all a bunch of sick shit to me.

But I guess I’m suppose to be crazy for not liking or agreeing with a God and within the fashion in which he made things to occur.

One thing is for certain and that is that I genuinely do love myself. When I look back on my life as a child I’ve noticed how disrespected I was by God and how I never trusted in him because I knew deep down inside that he was no good.

He disrespected me and my life one time too many by altering my destiny, using his trash to assist him, and by placing too many undesirables within my pathways, knowing the extent of my hatred toward them.

I always wondered who the fuck he thought he was as I never thought too highly of him or his reasoning. As I have the gifts to see I never saw anything special or perfect within him.

It is said that God makes no mistakes and if that is so that is a dangerous reality. At least if he made errors I could give him the benefit of the doubt but since his intentions are meant as what is suppose to be right it shows me just how wrong he is as a creator.

God is a disgrace and it clearly shows within his creation.

It seems to me I’m too headstrong for him whereas his trash caters to his demented teachings as they are twisted too.

If his words are so true why am I happier without him? If his words are so true why do I have peace of mind without him? If his words are so true why is the energy around me good without him?

I didn’t began to really live until I recognized my true love and light and separated myself from God’s oppressing grip and because I’ve broken free (years ago) and confirmed his unsavory nature he doesn’t want me to live the life that I am suppose to fully receive.

So even though he adheres to keep me stuck in a rut the rut does not adhere to stick to my spirit.

I’d rather live my life within truth, love, and strength and be cheated from what I truly deserve than to live within lies, unhappiness, and weakness just to be given an abundance of riches for being a mindless flunky only to serve and praise a God that is not worthy to be glorified.

If one could take away God’s power where would that leave him if he didn’t have all that supernatural weight to throw around and bully with? If he was void of his mighty energy to manifest how many would fear him then? -miss latoya lawrence

 

 

The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly

After I came home from work yesterday I ran into one of my neighbors, an Italian woman in her seventies and she mentioned how the good people constantly have to suffer while people who are full of the devil nothing ever happens to them.

Yes, those of us that are upright tend to have to go through so much within life as the diabolical seem to get by easy, chiefly when orchestrating their dirt.

The context is absolutely backwards and definitely should be the other way around.

It’s a wicked world out there as well as the principalities who reign and influence and that venture to go against our efforts yet still and all there is a light that shines upon a great deal of us good folk one that cannot be shut off by any force of the darkness.

As it on many of occasion appears in which heinous individuals get away within their vile and foul serendipity that unjustifiably flows around to them. An unfortunate course of appalling luck outrageously bestowed by demonic intervention, that rotten satanic energy.

In the “mindful eye” it is very important to recognize that the unsavory folk are actually seized, tormented, and dissolved within their own true dimensions of hell, even if they aren’t able to perceive it.

 

 

“Screwed Up Priorities!” (Politicians use Jussie Smollett, while a 1-year-old boy shot in the head is set aside)

I agree with this article one hundred percent!

The attention being deterred and neglected by authorities, politicians, media and so on within the investigations over an innocent child/baby and or the other serious cases within our society to primarily focus on someone else because of their celebrity or social status.

And upon shit within not looking into the genuine validity.-latoya lawrence

 

 

John KassContact ReporterChicago Tribune(https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.chicagotribune.com/news/columnists/kass/ct-met-jussie-smollett-kass-20190219-story,amp.html)

News Columnists  John Kass

Column:

Politicians use Jussie Smollett, while a 1-year-old boy shot in the head is set aside

After actor Jussie Smollett, said he was attacked by pro-Trump racists, over 20 detectives were assigned to check out the story. (Richard Shotwell/Invision/AP)

John KassContact ReporterChicago Tribune

Something important has been lost in the embarrassing saga of Jussie Smollett, the tuna fish sandwich-loving actor and anti-Trump activist, and those muscular Nigerian brothers.

And I suppose it’s easy to lose what’s important with all the panic and intersectional hatred and liberal identity politics gone bad in this Smollett story.

What’s been lost is this:

I’m told that two dozen detectives were assigned to the Smollett case.

Can Chicago afford that, what with all the unsolved murders and shootings in this town?

No.

There were some 18 people killed in Chicago after Smollett began telling his story in late January, that story in which he cast himself as the hero, about having to fight off pro-Trump racists.

Now it turns out that the pro-Trump racists, who he says put a noose around his neck, may actually be his friends, two muscular Nigerian brothers who may or may not have been paid in this deal.

Either way, his story is he fought them off. Even though he had a cellphone in one hand, a tuna sandwich in the other.

Smollett must be a certified badass. His sandwich survived.

But two dozen detectives assigned to check out his story that he was a victim of a politically inspired pro-Trump hate crime, a story that is unraveling by the second?

Even in Chicago, a city known for its unending violence and political corruption, assigning two dozen detectives seems a bit overdone.

I could go with a lower number — say 20 detectives — given to me by someone who knows.

But that’s still high given all the homicides that are never solved.

Chicago has an abysmal homicide clearance rate of about 17 percent. Chicago’s detective ranks have been decimated by attrition and idiotic shortsighted political management. There aren’t enough detectives. That’s an issue in the mayoral campaign.

Thousands of people have been murdered in Chicago over the past few years, and thousands and thousands more have been shot and survived.

They’re alive because of the wonders of trauma center technology and the brilliance of ER doctors, and the hard work of Chicago Fire Department paramedics.

Even so, the city is numb to physical violence on the street. And numb to the emotional violence exerted by the political class.

But two dozen detectives for Smollett just doesn’t seem right. Make no mistake. I’m not blaming the detectives, or the Chicago Police Department.

They work for a politician. His name is Mayor Rahm Emanuel, who famously announced a few years ago that a crisis is a terrible thing to waste.

And when Smollett told his amazing story, about being a black gay man attacked by racist Trump supporters on one of the coldest nights of the year, the media was all over it. National politicians were all over it.

They bought it without question.

“This was an attempted modern-day lynching,” tweeted Democratic presidential candidate Sen. Kamala Harris of California. “No one should ever have to fear for their life because of their sexuality or color of their skin. We must confront this hate.”

Sen. Cory Booker, the New Jersey Democrat, issued a similar tweet, although it saddened me that his mythical friend, the dangerous drug dealer T-Bone, had nothing to say.

But other Democrats fell in line. And CNN and many who earn their livings in the Washington-New York liberal media echo chamber rushed to judgment. So did a few in Chicago, but Chicago reporters had more healthy skepticism than their national counterparts.

It was a perfect anti-Trump story. It fit the prevailing narrative of many in the media (who are themselves liberal Democrats) that Trump supporters are racist and just itching to find some minorities to beat up.

Just a few weeks ago, the same media and Twitter mob descended upon those Covington High School boys and blamed them for race hatred in front of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington.

It turned out the boys were innocent. But the social justice warriors of the left shrugged and moved on, looking for the next story with which to portray America as a hateful nation — because it fits their politics — and some found it in Smollett.

For a list of media examples, you might want to go to Mediaite and the article “Did the Media Jump the Gun on the Jussie Smollett Story?” by Caleb Howe.

Or you might consider CNN anchor Brooke Baldwin. She looked into the camera, and sighed, and her sigh was full of her politics.

“This is America in 2019,” she said.

We get it, Brooke. We’re terrible. Donald Trump is the president, and everything’s gone to hell.

There’s nothing new there. Trump is a political-lightning-rod president, inspiring irrational hate in some and irrational adoration in others and most likely both groups are tribal and wrong.

But America isn’t a hateful nation. America is the least hateful nation, and the best hope of humankind on Earth.

A few weeks ago, after Smollett began telling his tale — in which he’s the hero fighting oppression and hatred — a 1-year-old child was shot in the head.

It looked like a street gang may have been targeting his mother. She’s been shot before. The child, Dejon Irving, is on life support.

I don’t think there were two dozen detectives assigned to Dejon Irving’s case. But he’s not a star to be used by politicians in pursuit of power. He’s not a symbol.

Politicians don’t tweet his name. He’s just a little boy from Chicago, shot in the head.

Listen to “The Chicago Way” podcast with John Kass and Jeff Carlin — at www.wgnradio.com/category/wgn-plus/thechicagoway.

jskass@chicagotribune.com

Twitter @John_Kass

Targeted (Part Two)

daisy stemsIn Virginia, someone had slipped mescaline into Charise’s soda, and she was raped repeatedly. While she was under the influence of the drug three guys one of whom was Mrs. Boatwright’s son Larry Butler and his cousin “Gerard” whose name was Henry Frasier took turns having sexual intercourse with her. Afterwards, they drugged her some more. Revenge seemed to be the motive hurting Charise was a way of getting even for her having beat up their friend.

Charise was very incoherent and she was hallucinating. As a result of all this Charise spent time in a psychiatric facility. Different types of medications were prescribed and she would have to be on medication for the rest of her life.

No report to the police department was made about what had happened Catherine was in a state of denial in her mind no harm had been done by the assailants.

“Nobody did anything to her”, said Catherine. She didn’t care about her baby daughter.

When Charise was admitted into Elmhurst hospital back in the early eighties we came to find out that Larry’s mother, father and sister worked there and closely monitored her to make sure that she was further incapable of revealing the truth about what was done to her yet Larry and the others went around bragging about the incident and never did any jail time.

In fact, when I had brought this up to someone in the 1990’s they had informed to me how they remembered them bragging about it.

So why not brag about it now? Why is it supposed to be a secret after I wrote about it just as other dirt done by perpetrators?

There is consistently justice within the spirit world that is in accordance to the very physical universe that is around and that is surrounding us and no matter how long that it may take retribution to occur it does come well-served and well deserved even after it is long forgotten about because time frame is totally different within the spirit realm I’ve mention before a few years ago that one of Charise rapist’s got brutally killed while I still lived on that block I remember the day of the funeral as I was on my way home from work (http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime/queens-da-cops-stop-blood-gang-article-1.352802) charged with fatally stabbing Persian GulfWar veteran Henry Frasier, 40, during a May 10 fight over an NBA playoff game. He had even suffered a long battle with schizophrenia before he died.

One day if not already, all will get their’s, it is inevitable.

Larry and many members of his family for years now have been crackheads but I doubt that is the ultimate.

Chapter three titled “Death” signified my grandfathers untimely demise and the mystery behind it.

In the beginning of August 1977, the family received a phone call, Willie Sr was dead. His body had been found in the Hudson river, naked and decomposed. He was identified after his fingerprints were examined and matched up with his army records.Willie’s face and body looked severely burned his height was the only way that he was recognized. After the river consumed Willie’s body and left him to drift along it’s waters the heat from the sun had cooked him.

During the early seventies my grandfather Willie Mason Lawrence worked as an assistant dispatcher for the New York City Transit Authority and at his job a bottle was thrown down to the ground toward his body by an individual. The glass bottle broke directly at his feet the evil street symbol to signify death.

Willie Sr was a highly intelligent man and his sharpness could not be denied not even by a neighbor on the block where we lived who admitted it to my mother years ago who worked in the same field of work as he did and had known his professional capabilities. My grandfather also had the gift of extrasensory perception that is why he was called “crazy” by assholes he knew too much and told of the harassment that he experienced with these sick individuals.

Trash wants to cover up his murder by saying that he committed suicide, that is pure bullshit. That may be what they made it look like or wanted it to look like but there are members of the family who never believed that and I his grand-daughter LaToya definitely knows the truth as I saw it in a vision a long time ago while I was asleep what really happened.

 

Targeted (Part One):( https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2016/08/26/targeted-part-one/ ‎)

 

My “Channel” Of Addiction

A general question: Are you an “ID Addict?”

 My genuine answer: “Hell yeah!”

 

 

tulipI do not have the need or desire to indulge every single day yet I’ve been hooked for years and I do not want or plan to quit as I just cannot get enough of the specific programs that are aired on the Investigation Discovery channel the shows are essential, extremely interesting, and chillingly entertaining as they are based on the facts that deal with the harsh realities of everyday life.

 

 

True Crime Novels:(https://ladylatoya.wordpress.com/2013/03/11/true-crime-novels/)

Mayhem Madness:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2012/07/20/mayhem-madness/)

Into The New Year

holiday partyMy mother has never been a drunk or anything of the such she would drink some beer here and there and some champagne on occasion. I have fond cute memories of “once in a blue moon” when I was a little girl how my mother would pour me a petite glass of Lancer’s white wine that came in a medium size green bottle and we’d sit across the table from one another drinking out of the little fancy wine glasses chatting lovingly and talking about things going on in life.

My mother altogether cut out drinking she has not had any alcohol at all for a very long time now, over a little more than a decade in fact, and not even on occasion. However, this New Year she decided to buy a bottle of Moet a month ahead of time to open at midnight after the eve and as she did we sat and talked.

I’ve never been a drinker of any type of alcoholic beverage not even on particular events or instances so I didn’t share in this special one time occasion with her, I had already ate me a good meal and we had our specific delicious foods prepared also for the next day so all was nice and good.

My mother expressed to me how much she loved me last night and we discussed a lot of things just like we usually have and usually did but there was something important about last night. We even went over how our foes (the conspiring degenerates) tried to turn her against me in the past with their evil voodoo/black magic manipulation and vicious and obscene lie tactics.

She imparted how she would never “in reality” ever go against me for anyone.

We covered a lot of ground that is not necessary for me to reveal in detail through out this post but I’ve always said I’d be in jail if I had to continuously be around undesirables. I hated being within their company I hated being enveloped in a world occupied by them life just genuinely feels so “good” and “whole” when they are not anywhere around or to be found.

I’d be in jail for brutal and ruthless murder charges that is why I keep away from them because if they push me in the wrong direction I will not be responsible for any of my actions. My violence will indeed be justified. And I have always been and felt that way that is why as a little girl I use to constantly kick their asses when the moments called for it and I never lost a fight because I was in the right.

That fierce spiritual “energy” that harmoniously resides and burns inside of me cannot make any promises about inhibiting that automatic response.

Hey, in not so many words, we could have had certain family members “taken out” who had perpetuated much of this shit before it got out of hand decades ago if we wanted to, but most people cannot keep quiet about such things of that nature.  Specific kind of people may eventually talk or brag.

I on the other hand am not that way that is not the type of genes and “spirit” that I hold. I come from backbone where we will kill for one another and definitely keep quiet about it. It is even better now because I have my own “spiritual crew”, my blood related family on the other side and they do not risk capture and penalty they are judge, jury, and executioners and I love and respect them all dearly the females and the males. They see and know everything going on within and around me and have been and will continue on with taking care of business.

holiday dessertsI do not make New Years resolutions I never did once I decide to do something in general I just do it with no turning back if I am truly serious about it.

If there are New Years wishes though I’d wish for every beginning, middle and end, all year around, for all of the trash to disappear completely from the face of the earth forever. If all of the garbage were permanently removed the world would truly be a much better place to live, arrange, and enjoy.

The trash “kill” me in which how some of them actually think that they are supposed to be regarded and treated with so much respect. Those are the delusional ones that create a false illusion of their own estimated status or self worth.

The garbage has never been something to me, they aren’t shit, they weren’t born to be anything, and they never will become relevant within my domain and universe. They’ll never get any sincere respect or regard from me at all (my common courtesy should not be taken as a gesture of any esteem toward them) and respect or regard from them unto me absolutely would not hold any significance upon me.

I remember within the past when trash would surrender then try to “kiss my ass” I still did not want to even patronize them, I never liked the way that they looked, talked, behaved and thought.

When they endeavor to walk all over or to get over on one who is more superior to them (intellectual and/or character-wise) and then that person stands up for them self with logic and plausibility that is called and deemed as being disrespectful inside their twisted minds and eyes. I never gave any merit or put in any listening to their own state of “confusion” I refused to feed into that bull-crap.

 

The Real Story/The Real Deal

I like many others in the world have been the object of extreme and malicious jealousy. A lot of people get over by telling lies. Whether they tell lies on other people or just lie in an attempt to advance themselves by whatever means.

I remember a few years ago a particular incident at work (sears). I had just arrived at my job, and as I entered into the employee entrance the assistant store manager was in the process of insulting one of the team leaders who was later demoted from his position. They both turned to glance at me while I went to hang up my jacket upon entering, and then turned back to one another.

“You ain’t shit”, our assistant store manager told the short and ugly guy who’s name was Jeremy, and who was of a Caribbean descent. “Do you know what people around here are saying about you?”

“I don’t care what people say”, Jeremy said in return.

“You’re not strong”, the manager said. “You’re a faggot”. “I’m going to tell you what they are saying”.

At that last comment I was making my way on through the hall just around the corner to begin my scheduled tasks. I didn’t get to hear the rest. And I didn’t really care to.

Later sometime during that same day, I had gone to put some flattened boxes inside the store baler. Jeremy had the nerve to tell me that he “cannot place and crush the boxes for me. That I have to pick up behind myself by not leaving anything around for him or someone else to do”.

Now come again, what shit was he smoking?! I had been working there at sears way before he came along and was one of the most top and valued workers there and how ironic since the talk going on around the store was that he wasn’t a good employee. “I wish I could get paid for doing nothing like Jeremy”, I personally overheard a co-worker say in reference to his performance on the job.

Jeremy didn’t get too much respect around the workplace.

I definitely knew that something was up with the ridiculous remark that he made and he was with another fellow employee when he conveyed the nonsense to me.

“I’ve been working here long before you”, I told Jeremy then walked away.

Soon after the confrontation my own team leader came to me regarding not properly handling one of the responsibilities that concerned my operation between the boxes and the baler. Jeremy had intentionally approached my manager with the lie that he himself had approached me with-but in more negatively deceptive terms.

It even seemed as if my manager was going to take Jeremy’s word for it until an employee who worked on my team stood up for me. “She crushes her boxes”, my fellow co-worker assured.

“So just forget about it”, our manager had told us.

Jeremy’s motives were clearly obvious to me. He was embarrassed and humiliated by what I had walked in on earlier in the day between him and the assistant store manager. He took it all out on me. I was the scapegoat because I had witnessed him getting verbally beat down and disrespected.

And the sad thing was that I didn’t even care about what had gone on. I did not go around and spread what I saw and heard to anyone. That told me a lot regarding Jeremy’s character, a person who takes their insecurities out on someone else because they are more sufficient.

Jealous people and liars are well-known for the “big trouble” that they tend to generate and stir up.

The old saying: “there are three sides to a story-your side, my side, and the truth”.

To the jealous liar the lie is the truth, the only way for them to get by. They become so accustomed to deception that they become master manipulators. Many gain an evil satisfaction from their deliberate actions, especially if they continuously get away with what they do.

I have for the majority of the time been a human lie detector, fiercely spotting the connivers and the spiteful which often inspires further resentment and retaliation on their parts.

(I once went for a job interview at tiffany’s jewelry store in Manhattan in the year of 2007. I had already had a part time job but wanted to make some extra money. I was interviewed by a manager by the name of Daniel. He was of West Indian descent. He explained to me that the position that I had applied for was not difficult at all-and such and such-and I’m like saying to myself well alright then give me the darn job already and stop bullshitting around.

I could tell that he was not on the up and up. So after wasting my time he told me to go wait in the lobby for a second interview with a lady by the name of Joanna. I waited for I don’t know how long-an obvious set up in the making. When I finally got face to face with Joanna we sat across from one another for my interview and she was very nervous. So I just went along with her questions, knowing I was not going to get the job. There was something else that I was supposed to get.

When the phony interview ended Joanna walked me over to the elevator and advised me to take it down to the basement. “I know how to get out of here”, I told her.

“No. You came in here off the street but you have to go down to the basement then walk all the way around to make it out of the building”, Joanna informed to me as she was extremely nervous. She was even much more nervous than before.

She bullshitted around looking at the decoration of flowers that were by the elevator doors asking me if I thought they looked like geraniums. Oh what a very stupid, dumb bitch, I had thought to myself. This woman must have had a lot of dirt on her to go along with trying to lure me to my death. I played along with her. So I got on the elevator and got off on the first floor right where I first came in at.

The next morning when I got on a bus to go to my regular job, there was some talk. “She was told to go to the basement and gets off at the first floor”, a young male voice said. Then he went on to say something about a gift and being a target)

When one is sharply on cue and fearless, and know too much about what goes on, some will try to make that person lose their mind so that it can be said that they don’t know what they are talking about.

I notice certain people get labeled as crazy when they are able to discern and/or call out other individual’s motives and those alike-especially when it is not understood how they gathered up all of their uncanny information. “Perception” is a gift indeed. Liars and deceivers are intimidated by those who challenge them, and then proceed to take them down.

A lot of people’s lives have been altered or destroyed due to petty and malicious lies that have been concocted and told by negative individuals.

I observed and learned at a very young age how degenerates operate. I have for years been attacked and continuously lied on in many instances and I never got destroyed because I am a fighter, a survivor-and I am someone who is more vicious than any of my enemies could ever imagine. And that is a good thing since I am a very positive person. Positivity is always much stronger than negativity in any circumstance.

Part of my viciousness is the flame that burns with determination, the torch that refuses to blow out. The passionate bomb that is always ready to explode and conquer without regret.

No matter what, one should never get caught up in the confusion set forth by others. A lie is just simply what it is “a lie”. A lie does not define truth no matter how many others may believe in the deception.

When you genuinely know and are strong in who and what you are-no one can ever take that away.

Perpetrators Plans To Tear Down The “Wise And “Strong”/What They Don’t Want You To Know

If you are a leader and an extremely smart, strong, and good unyielding person, with rare distinct abilities and/or attributes you will become a target quickly, and indelibly.

When one who is of a specific character refuses to submit to the many corruptions in this society they will be considered a threat, and certain people (perpetrators) will definitely not want them around.

For decades now, there have been certain types of perpetrators in particular who have always sought out to cause destruction towards the good and inspiring individuals of the world.

When you do not join in with them and share your advantages so that they can use you for their own personal gain obstruction will soon began to occur in your life.

So many positive/genuine people of great quality have been viciously destroyed by the strategies of malevolent people.

And perpetrators have gotten away with their conspiracies for so long that they think they can just swallow up any high grade person that comes along.

I have always had and outstanding gift of perception. I instantly pick up on people and my surroundings. And that is a very good thing because it can save your life.

Perpetrators do not like those who are able to incisively read into them as most of them are about nothing and up to no good.

And just the same as you do not like them for their being negative, they don’t like you for your true positivity. Perpetrators are disgusted and turned off by it; they examine ways to tarnish the good nature that one possesses.

All malevolent people care about is thrusting themselves foreward by getting a free ride in life. They take deceptive measures in attaining whatever they want and do not deserve.

Perpetrators desire the things that you have and intend for you to be left without anything.

You know the saying “it is not what you know but who you know?” well that emphatically applies with perpetrators as some of them know people in high places who do “special favors” for them.

Since they are not “too bright” as others are-they “cheat” their way around and through life. The perpetrators know that they cannot win honestly, that is why they are called “perpetrators”.

They fail at beating specific people in particular simply on their own/fair and square. And it is due to the certain skills that they lack.

Perpetrators are purely skilled in doing dirt.

There was this girl that I met when we were both fourteen years of age. She was a girl of West Indian descent. We never hung out together but we kept in contact with one another over the telephone from time to time.

She was a jealous type person, and when she expressed her negativity by spiteful and competitive incidents during the very last few visits that she had paid to me, I pleasantly let her go about her way before deeper instances manifested.

You know, I had to “nip things in the bud”. Stop her shit before it got started. And I told her about herself (I lit into her ass!).

On one of her visits to my home, she called herself secretly recording my words with a tape recorder. I caught her red-handed. And the sad thing about the situation was that we weren’t even talking about anything important.

I didn’t make an issue out of the misdeed. I just kept quiet. I didn’t at all like her rancorous behavior. However it didn’t bother me. I was way ahead of her. Perpetrators always want to believe that they are getting over.

So let them think what they want. The truth tells the story to them at a later time when they find out that they were outsmarted by their own foolishness. Their motives are very empty and in return they suffer for it through stupidity and disappointment.

For a long time though, in the past, my own personal perpetrators would find ways to listen in on my telephone conversations and/or purposely tape record me with their answering machines. And all along I knew what they were doing. I was completely aware.

The game was to have “false proof” of my words to justify any lies that they wanted to tell and continue to tell on me, and “false proof” of my personality to justify any lies that they wanted to back up.

The scheme is very pathetic; however, in their desperation to conquer out of deep-rooted insecurities and inferiority complexes, they will go to ridiculous extremes.

They do this to a lot of people and particularly to the ones who they relentlessly endeavor to tear down.

Sometimes the malevolent may leave the taped recordings-what they consider as their “evidence”-in it’s unaltered state, and just elaborate fabricated detail that corresponds to what was said or stated.

In other attempts, they intentionally tamper with the recordings by erasing or cutting out certain segments to manipulate the words and/or mutual conversations.

Another reason why the perpetrators listen in and tape record is because they want to find out your business. What you are doing, where you are going, what is happening in your life, if you have juicy “dirty laundry”.

Something for them to gossip about, feed off of, to make them feel better so that they think they can have some mental power over you.

Again, you know the old saying “your reputation is only what people think of you but your character is really who you are?”- Someone needs to tell the perpetrators that.

Where it all balls down to is ruining a person by trying to reduce them in their credibility and reputation. To crush a person’s spirit.

In my experience, my perpetrators never prevailed over me with their absurdity. They’d always hear and find out favorable things about me and hear nasty and unfavorable things about themselves (because I knew that they were listening so I had to give them something to listen to) that would lead to their further disappointments and bitterness.

Perpetrators don’t want anybody who they are against to know how they operate. When you are on to them, the first thing that they’ll accuse you of is being “paranoid”.

That is the primary reason perpetrators try to drive people crazy by giving them breakdowns. They can’t have you exceptionally equip in the mind, knowing and figuring out too many of their mischievous/underhanded plans.

They don’t ever expect for you to know or find out. Many of them live in illusion, believing stubbornly in what they perceive as their own unique “cleverness”. Some are merely so sick minded that they think things have to go on their way or no way, and that is when they are prompted to kill.

It is time for the perpetrators to remove you from the earth when you are too smart for them, too strong for them, and too honest. When they can’t do anything with you, have no control over you-you’ve definitely got to go!

Perpetrators have to get rid of you before you do away with them.

The really excellent news though is that they do not always succeed in bringing everybody down. Yes, like I’ve mentioned before, they have gotten away with wrongfully destroying a lot of good quality people.

There are those in particular who come along and set them straight. They “hold their own”. Show and remind them.

Inevitably define to them that fake things whole no weight.

And I am one of those kinds of people, real and genuine. A space where there is no competition, a place of truth.

Perpetrators are no match for what is authentic. Even if they refuse to accept or believe what is actual.

Looking at facts to them is like staring straight into a mirror. They have to face their own reflection, a sight that they really do not want to recognize and acknowledge.

It is far more easier for them to turn away and live in their lies. Looking away paints a better picture for them, a reality that can be ignored and a fantasy in which they can create.

By recognizing and acknowledging their reflection in the mirrors of truth they’d have to face all of the facts. And their purpose would be defeated.

The continuous rivalry is initiated through the masquerade. Perpetrators have to prove to themselves that what determines itself as “real” isn’t really real at all.

And if they were able to conquer any or everyone who stood for what was upfront and upright, and who wouldn’t join in with them to unite in the particular corruptions of the world they’d get the validity needed to alleviate the denial for their own personal satisfaction.

Perpetrators chase a dream that they want to become a reality and that illusion will keep inspiring them into motivation. They have to efficiently make what they don’t want to face as fact a lie.

And how to go about doing that is to totally destroy the good people. And if they are able to pull it off then it feeds into what is real as really being “fake”.

And to them it would all mean that they are just as good as anybody else if not better. And their true state of being fake (their fraudulent nature and counterfeit ways) would not actually be a fake presentation but “all so real”.

All along, the perpetrators main mission and triumph would only have come from pure deceptive means. Oh, and how sick is that!

Perpetrators in no way want to be considered as the lesser ones, or unworthy. So they have to maintain their negativity in order to serve their purpose.

Nothing but a sick power trip, the perpetrators want to be on top. They want status. They want to be regarded.

As long as perpetrators are fiercely challenged by the “wise and “strong” the wrestling will always continue to persist.

Perpetrators will not stop until they get what they want, even if they have to take their competitive behavior to their graves.

There is a positive way to look at this type of circumstance/situation.

By perpetrators constantly staying on your back means that you are very important to them. And that they haven’t overcome you in any way.

They do not bother people to such an extent who do not have anything going on for them in their life and who are not a threat.

Ever heard of the saying “I’ll start worrying when people stop coming after me and stop talking about me”- it is a very true statement that holds water.

So just remember while the perpetrators seek out to devour you laugh at them and be glad that you are that high for them to want to take down.

The All Seeing Truth/Not Blinded By The Lies

My third eye is open. It is very clear and very active. I can see things and people for what and who they really are. And I can “see” and “feel” from many miles away. I have looked at pictures of people and spotted who was demonic.

There is nothing too big or too small for my spiritual antenna to “pick up” when the moment calls for it. Feeling, knowing, seeing, hearing, smelling and tasting all go hand in hand for me.

Those of us who are “in tune” do know about the unknown and do have a lot of knowledge. I knew what life was all about at a very young age, about eleven or twelve. And even though that we are aware of so much, we don’t know every single thing as there is always something to be uncovered and discovered.

We have our own different origins, belief systems and experiences so therefore we may not come in agreement regarding all or certain terms of what is fact, which definitely does not make a “claim” false or non existent.

Can anyone actually “dictate” to you what you comprehend and what you’ve experienced? Absolutely not, what is truth to one is foreign to another yet both is real but not to each other.

“God” is a subject that is controversial to some when held into question. Though he does exist, many do not believe in him or what he is supposed to represent. And the bible teaches that anyone who does not follow him and serves something “other” is being deceived by Satan himself who is suppose to be a liar.

Now I am not going to get heavy into this but I do “know” of that to indeed not be true. And I can back it up for myself even if I could not prove it to anyone else who would not agree. I don’t want to persuade no one about anything. I am here to take what I “recognize” is genuinely for me, and in accordance apply it to my life.

Very frequently, there are these public candle lit vigils and makeshift memorials that are dedicated to people who are murdered and killed. The “vigils” which are meant for the gathering of friends, family and those alike, to offer prayers on the behalf of the deceased and their relatives, and to call on god to receive the deceased into the eternal kingdom of heaven.

Although it may look pretty-the mixture of balloons, flowers, teddy bears and other articles-it is a very demonic event, especially when the individuals have died violently.

“Clean” mourning ceremonies should be regarded and held in a sacred manner, such as in a home or a particular church or temple. There are definite ways to elevate a departed soul that has crossed over into the spirit realm, but the act has to be done properly.

“He or she is with god/Jesus now”, I’ve heard so many repeat after completing their task of outside in the open public devotions. “Yes”, I will agree “they are with god”. However, who is to say that actually means this is good, and that they are in a good right place?

What those in particular have actually done is “assisted”, “bounded”, and “sealed in” an open invitation into hell for the targeted souls.

I remember some years ago, a member from a very famous rap group who came from around my old neighborhood, was shot and killed. As usual, there were people who made a display memorial outside in the open, in his honor, on a side street against a gate with candles and other articles of choice.

As a highly sensitive spiritual person passing by the scene, I felt nothing but intense negative energy. Malignant spirits were hanging all around in that spot.

Another highly public makeshift memorial event (which took place a decade ago) that also happened to be displayed alongside a gate, involved the murder of two young girls, who till this day are still given candle lit vigils upon an anniversary date.

And while lots of people believe these girls who died between the ages of twelve and thirteen, are dwelling in “a beautiful place of peace” with their lord. I guarantee for a “fact” they are not. I know firsthand.

These girls are evil spirits roaming around and getting energized every time a ritual is carried out in remembrance to them. And, their lord is right along with them as he is energized and glorified every time he indirectly perpetuates tragedy for his own “eternal” benefit.

There are a very many of secrets, cover ups, lies, manipulations and conspiracies. And some that even include affiliates of the government who are involved, as they too are instruments of evil forces.

Some everyday people know exactly what is really going on and pretend that they don’t if you are not one of them. Some actually are in the dark, not aware by the operation and activity of spiritual dimensions. Some have their own divine sustained path outlined through whatever was appointed for them. And you have a lot of others who are caught in between.

This world is bigger than all of us and sometimes way beyond our control. There is so much more that could also be said and deliberated on, and a lot is kept behind closed doors. And, sometimes that is for the best depending on the circumstance and the repercussion that may follow.

There are explanations of ”great” purpose as to why I and those in particular are able to see, feel, hear and amongst other things, know into what is hidden.

The truth always finds a way to identify itself, even if it doesn’t sit right by those who’ve been blinded by lies and deception. It isn’t a matter about who does not believe though. It is believed only to those who “matter”.

Mayhem Madness

As a genuine person myself, I love and am more interested in things that are real. I like to get down to the bottom of the truth of things in all forms.

One of my favorite hobbies is reading good books. And my number one favorite types of books are true crime novels, “st martin’s true crime library series” in particular. Those books literally do keep you up all night long! They are so good, so shocking, so interesting! I just love them.

Some of my favorite television series also include true crime. For years I’ve enjoyed watching forensic files, the investigators, body of evidence, snapped, Dominick Dunne’s power privilege and justice and more recently the new true crime series “final witness” that airs every Wednesday night at 10p.m.

Every day there are crazy terrible things going on and happening in our society, and there are a lot of things taking place that we don’t even hear about on the news.

When I first got up early this morning and turned on my computer I came across the headline about the “movie theater massacre” in aurora, Colorado on my homepage. As I read the news article I could feel the enormity of this tragedy. And it stuck with me. My mind kept visualizing the horrific experience that these people had to go through.

It was deep enough reading about the vicious and monstrous acts of non fictional characters in the gruesome books that I read, and now a sudden unnecessary vile deliberate attack, and not just that, but in the horrific way that it was carried out.

Like I said before, negative things go on every day yet there are certain incidents that hit where others do not. And this one struck me. That was pure evil done at the hands of a very disturbed individual.

All day long “the movie theater massacre” has kept my attention. I’ve watched and listened to all of the news reports and just continued to think about how deep that ordeal was.

 

Jealousy In The Family

Wednesday, February 08, 2006 at 1:12 PM EST

Most jealousy starts at home within the family. And this has been going on since the beginning of time, just like with the story of Cain and Abel. I had the potential and “energy” to make a lot of money from the books that i wrote and most of my big bucks never reached me (a spiritual freeze) because of my two most envious relatives. They never wanted me to have anything.

My great-grandmother Amanda and aunt Tina are two of the dirtiest dogs walking the face of the earth. I call them dogs because they’re not worthy of the title “women”. They’ve tried to have me raped and killed but those things didn’t go through, i was able to avoid those situations.

Amanda and Tina used outsiders to aide them in going against me to try to ruin my life. They lied to some people to get them to go along with doing their dirt. And those particular people fell for the lies because some wouldn’t think that a grandmother would go around lying on their grandchildren to destroy them, and since she was old they probably figured that she knew what she was talking about.

Some people are blinded by age. Others went along with them because they were in the same category as Amanda and Tina, low-down and no good.

Amanda and Tina are both dykes. Well, they’re really bisexual ’cause they mess with men too. They have a lot in common. They were beat up and dogged by men before and mistreated by some who were supposed to be their friends, and they are so sick that they both practice evil voodoo. I’ve never let no man or anybody use and abuse me, people can only do that if you allow them to.

Amanda is jealous of other’s within our family also, not just me, and they know about it because we’ve discussed it. She’s talked about all of us like a dog to one another. But we know she’s just mad that our lives turned out better than her’s. Some man that Amanda use to go with had sex with her when she was young and busted her vagina wide open because his penis was too big and she had to get stitched up. I guess that is enough to make anybody mad but it’s not our fault that she was stupid enough to let some man bang her up so badly. What goes around comes back around and every evil thing that Amanda and Tina did to me and my other family members has caught up with them.

They are both dying from AIDS, a disease that the doctor’s can’t cure. My uncle got his too he died from the disease two years ago. I’ve watched them waste away. The two of them are both miserable and are taking their sins slowly but surely to their grave while we-my other family members and i-still have plenty more life to live harmoniously and without regret. And the sad thing about it is that even though Amanda and Tina have a little bit of time left they are still using it to do more dirt. But the good thing is that they can’t touch us anymore. They never really had total power over us, it’s just that their ability to work evil has finally come to an end.

Class Versus Trash

Friday, February 03, 2006 at 2:37 PM EST

There are all types of people all over the world but is anybody really better than anyone else? My answer is yes. I am sure there are people who would disagree, however, it is a fact.

Everybody is not equal. Everybody doesn’t fit into the same category. There are people who are knuckleheads, they were born to be nothing. And i know because i grew up with and around people like that.

Some of these particular people are in denial they don’t want to accept that they are about nothing. And there are different levels of trash. They try to be more than what they are ( and berate those who actually are the better ones), especially if they have money but money doesn’t make a person. Fancy clothes and a fancy car doesn’t make one anything either. Neither does the color of their skin. It takes character to be somebody.

Knuckleheads are all not necessarily people who hang out on street corners bumming and idling. Some of them have homes and jobs. A lot of them are extremely ignorant yet they think that they’re experts on life. Most of them aren’t capable of doing too many things right because they are worthless. They resort to drugs and alcohol because they can’t cope with their lives and they try to take people who or better down with them if they can.

These knuckleheads love to prey on peoples minds, hoping they are able to mess up a few because somebody was able to mess up their’s. They play so many stupid games and believe nobody can see through it. And when they do get caught they pretend they don’t know what you’re talking about. They are so transparent.They think on a very low level. They can’t function around people with class. They don’t know anything about substance.

All the trash know about is robbing, killing, raping, selling drugs, whoring around, spreading diseases, and lies. And they contaminate the world with their presence. They shouldn’t have life. They are just taking up space. Knuckleheads don’t respond very well to logic, it doesn’t register to them. They’re not intelligent. You have to go down to their stupid level for them to understand what you are explaining.

I’ve always hated the low-life trashy scum of the world, ever since i was a little girl. I loathe them. I can’t express how much i detest them. I can spot their kind a mile away. Most of them have a look. It’s in their mannerism. It’s in their body features and it’s in the way they talk.

 

Witchcraft/Streetcraft

Witchcraft/Streetcraft
Monday, January 30, 2006 at 10:28 AM EST

Voodoo is practiced among millions of people all over the world. To some it is a religion, a way to achieve something ordinarily unattainable to them, or to harm someone.

An old evil street-game involves the use of “Brujeria” a Spanish word for witchcraft that is a part of Santeria and Obeah. Often, a big evil spell called the “tie” which is to bind or destroy someone is invoked. “Brujeria” is a blockage. A negative energy prohibiting one from succeeding in all aspects of their life, and to make them look bad in the public eye.

These sick people take a picture or personal item of their victim and then take their belongings out into the woods and do animal sacrifices. Chickens are mostly used in their rituals. Snakes are also used sometimes. The blood from snakes are used in killing hurts. Once a spell is cast through casual contact with an item that has been conjured to unleash evil spirits to the intended victim, the street-trash begin with their game.

They harass their victim in the streets to make them paranoid if they want them to have a breakdown of some sort. They spread evil lies and gossip, and put negative thoughts and ideas into their minds to also bring them down.

Santeria changes one’s destiny, preventing them from enjoying the natural life and happiness that was preordained for them. It interferes with relationships by turning people against you, it can stop one from having children, making money, having a career and so on. It can really slow down a progression.

“Brujeria” can make one mentally or physically ill. A medical doctor won’t be able to detect what may appear as an illness because Santeria is not a medical problem it is spiritual. Only a “special” person or a person educated about Voodoo can detect when someone is “crossed”

These low-lifes do this mainly out of envy and jealousy. Most of them have screwed up their lives and hate to see someone else who is happy and living their life the right way. It is very sad that because of their own feelings of inadequacy they want to ruin another instead of accepting whatever shortcomings that they may have and try to better themselves.

The street-trash don’t have anything going on for them in their lives, they are just here in the world taking up space. These sickos need to die!

Luckily, there is a “Divine Spirit” up in the spiritual realm who puts an end to the work of evildoers.He makes their wicked devices of none effect. They worship inferior forces -which is the devil and his demons, using their limited powers to harm others. The low-lifes laugh at their victims as they are doing them in. They are very confident about getting the results that they want since they may have “crossed” more than one person in the past and destroyed them.

But just like other things in life “Brujeria” can backfire. And the evil spell goes back ten times worse than how it was sent out. And as the low-life people believe they’ve won, thinking that they’re getting away with the dirt that was done, they get struck with a very big blow!

They fail to realize that “Divine Spirit” is in charge, he is the only supreme force who is in control of all particular things, making all their sick efforts in vain.

He gives them just enough rope to hang themselves. But they’re too stupid to see their own downfall in the making. They think that their victim is the stupid one as they continue on working their witchcraft, actually believing they are the ones in control of things.

And that’s when their own feet are taken in the net that they prepared for someone else!

Attack In A Subway Car

Saturday, February 11, 2006 at 6:27 PM EST

I was heading home on a F train in Queens, New York. There weren’t too many passengers sharing the same car with me. And, as i sometimes do, i gazed through one of the windows, observing the dim lit tunnels of the underground, not paying attention to what was going on around me.

Then, all of a sudden i heard a boy scream. Instantly, i turned to look in the direction where the scream came from. Further down at the other end of the car i saw a man about in his forties grabbing at the collar of a boy that looked to be about fifteen. He was roughing him up and pressing him up against the doors of the train while it was still in motion, yelling “Get the fuck off this train!”

Instead of helping the boy, i watched as people got up from their seats to move away in fear of what might happen to them. I could understand the women moving away but what about the men? This was a young teen. His life was in danger. I know sometimes people don’t want to get involved in certain situations because they don’t always know exactly what is going on. They may not have known whether or not the boy had provoked the man or if he knew him. However, the way i perceived it this man was a little off his rocker! It seemed random. How could the boy leave from the train and it hadn’t come to a stop, and why choose a kid to terrorize?

I heard the boy scream Okay! Okay! as he was in fear of his life. And, passengers were still looking on from a distance, not one attempting to help him out. When the train finally came to a stop the boy got off and when the doors closed the man acted as if nothing went on. So could it had been personal? If so, i think somebody still should have stepped in to help.