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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.

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(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

 

 

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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.

 

 

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“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

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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/ ‎)

 

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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.

 

 

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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.