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Too Late For Sorry

When one tells the harsh truths about no good people fellow like-minded individuals don’t want to hear or believe it. When one tells vile lies on good people haters are eager to hear and ready to believe.

 

There are people now and for a while now who are and who have been sorry for the negativity in which they had directed toward me.

They feel stupid and regret the things that they have done and took part in yet I’d never accept their apologies and I would never forgive them. I don’t want any apology I just want them to suffer for their dumb errors.

I’d never even give them the benefit of the doubt I’m so disgusted by their ignorance and audacity to so readily believe and be so eager to falsely come up against me on account of whatever they heard from someone else’s mouth when they didn’t even know me personally. I never went around bothering anybody. People were getting mad because I didn’t want to be bothered with them and because I had no dirt on me.

If I didn’t have the strong mind and spirit in which I had where would I have been?

Fortunately I wasn’t affected or devastated by the ordeal, if anything, I was enhanced as I always continue to evolve and grow, however, I thought about other people who weren’t strong enough and had gotten destroyed through the barage of other people’s ignorance, jealousy, and lies.

I don’t care if what they were told did come from a family member or certain people who’d been around me. People lie on people every day and one can live with someone and hang around them and still don’t genuinely know the heart or mind of the individual.

People didn’t really know or understand me only smart people who were on my level or higher could see me for who I honestly was and they truly liked, loved, and respected me and they all still do they’d never listen to or go along with nonsense out of pure envy, jealousy, and idiotic misgiving, and people like them immediately earn my respect. My own mother admitted to me that she never understood everything about me because I never thought like or had the mentality of the average person.

As one born with second-sight it is very hard for me to put myself in these people’s shoes because I’ve always been able to look and see through people, things, and situations whereas other people couldn’t rationalize so I was never one to be easily deceived or one to fall for anything major. I’ve always had a mind of my own and analyzed things.

I’m so sick and tired of undesirables but here we go again. And I never cared anything about their kind though I keep getting warnings and messages about them and I am ever so grateful for the insightful revelations.

There are people who don’t use drugs who are trash and degenerate, and all people who dabbled in drugs don’t go around spreading and making up lies about their relatives, this type of behavior stems from a type of mental illness and a sickness within anyone behaving in this manner.

Most jealousy starts within the family and no one knows that better than me. There was tremendous dirt done by particular family members much too much through out the years to fit into just one post.

I unfortunately have an aunt by the name of Ernestine Lawrence and she was always extremely jealous of my mother and I along with my great grandmother Amanda Byars (who is deceased now) and uncle Willie Jr (also deceased) and all three of these individuals were junkies.

Tina has had the nerve to try to contact me through Facebook a few times a few months back I just ignored her request. I know what she’s up to I see right through her. The bitch is in trouble all of the dirt she’s done and the bitch also wants information.

It’s bad enough when one has envy and jealousy from others on the outside but when you have a few undesirable relatives deceptively conspiring along with a parade of fellow ignorant and gullible lowlifes in an effort to bring you down to the gutter level to where they are it is just despicable.

I’ve hated undesirables ever since childhood because of the way their minds operated and because they’ve always proved to be and cause nothing but trouble.

Ernestine Lawrence was so jealous of my intelligence and achievements so she went around lying saying I had no education. She was jealous of my mother’s intellect and the jobs that she was able to get so she went around saying that my mother never worked a day in her life.

Amanda Byars along with neighbors on the outside worked brujeria on my mother causing her to have a mental breakdown when I was a child then went around saying that she was crazy and that she bugged out over a man when this particular man and his sister was just mad because my mother didn’t want him or a baby by him.

They tried to do the same to me. Who puts black magic on a seven year old child on up?!

Men got mad at me because I didn’t want them too and lied and tried to give me a reputation and make me lose my mind with black magic I didn’t give a fuck about that shit couldn’t no man degrade me.

When I published my first book about the family they lied and said my mother told me what to write about when in truth my mother had no idea exactly what I was going to put in my novel. I would ask her a few questions from time to time but other than that she didn’t know, however, she knew it was autobiographical. Everything came from me and my own words as I’d been writing since the age of ten but Ernestine and Amanda didn’t know that about me as certain others who knew me did.

Unsavvy people took the word of jealous junkies who’ve committed every deed of dirt known to man and they are all paying for it now and in ways they wouldn’t recognize.

Tina (Ernestine Lawrence) has had HIV since the eighties and is dying like a dog. I don’t understand why it’s taking so long for her to die. I guess she has to suffer before she goes and busts the gates of hell wide open. She’ll go out with an explosion.

My uncle was still shooting up before he died from AIDs as Amanda tried to cover it up saying he had cancer. Amanda croaked in the year 2009. They were all miserable and had messed up their lives at an early age and tried so deeply to destroy mine and my mother’s.

Nevertheless, I was protected and came out on top because right prevailed over others wrongdoings and I don’t care about any of their sorry feelings or regard. I wish them all nothing but doom.

My mother is a little more understanding, she’s not taking up for any of them but she explained to me how some people get fooled by the crafty skill of a liar and when tall tales may come from members of someone’s family others just may not know any better. She told me that I shouldn’t compare myself to them as far as being able to distinguish specific matters because my world is completely different from theirs since I was born with extrasensory perception.

She also imparted how some of the instigators and harassers were victims themselves because they didn’t really know the truth or the real deal about what was actually going on until later. And how the junky’s mind is on a totally different level than that of a logical and healthy thinking mind.

My mother is right in her words, yes many of them are sick, but still I am not giving those who fell for what they wanted to hear and act on a free pass and I’m not making allowances for any of the worthless addicts who dared to ruin my life. There were plenty who took part and knew that they were all lying and went along with the conspiracy anyway it was all part of the game. Some were so ill they believed their own delusions.

They even used black magic from time to time to get inside my mother’s head to turn her against me with fabrications. A lot of people don’t understand how voodoo/black magic/witchcraft works but I do and it will effect the people around you. It also unnaturally effects everyday happenings and the energy around one.

My mother had many times been so nice and helpful to people just for them to turn around and do her dirty. I’m glad I’ve never been as nice and helpful toward certain people, not that she did anything wrong she just was good to some people who didn’t deserve her kindness.

The universe has been good to me and allowed me to be aloof to all of the wickedness that was around me so I won’t complain.

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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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My Page Turner

Black Magic does all types of dirt and damage to people. It is evil and tragic, demented and traumatic.

Even though I was unaffected and protected God still allowed it to be projected so to me he will never be respected.

Life goes up and down. Going through beneath me things had pissed me off, but that sorcery shit was the last straw- never no more outrageousness will I have to endure- I turn the pages of my life forevermore.

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The Curse Of The Caul?

No, the caul within its attributes is non whatsoever at all or within any form a curse.

If anything, it is a privilege.

At times preternatural experiences that we go through may sometimes appear to burden us as a curse would, nevertheless, the instance is a blessing for us to nurture, respect, and appreciate.

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Are Those Born With A Caul/Veil Lucky?

We all have our own unique experience but for the most part-

The answer is yes, being born with a caul/veil does bring an unusual bestowal of luck that is an ordinary advantage for one born within this fashion.

We also bring luck to others while they are around us and within our presence.

I have been very lucky and fortunate in life especially during times of ordeal.

Even when times are good the luck will make situations get better by transforming, enhancing, or supplementing chance through events and their evolving circumstances.

In general, life will not be a constant joy ride, of course, as being born with a caul/veil will not excuse us at all from the inevitable hardships of life but we sustain at higher levels, escape the certain pitfalls, and take on challenge with uncanny easement.

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A Career In The Medical Field, My Temporary Missionary Position?

1189561-200I had enrolled in school to become a “medical assistant” back in the year of 2006 and just when I was about to start classes a full time job came through with good enough pay for me at the time. I was making a little over twelve hundred dollars a month for the entire year at J.C. Penny with a lot of responsibility as “head of the hosiery department in sales support”.

I was a very successful associate in my own right yet working in a department store was just something planned for the time being, although it ended prematurely due to the envious jealous enemies that set me up to get fired while my managers were off one particular day (these trashy people were always coming into the store trying to keep tabs on me and trying to make me lose my job by telling lies but it never worked out because I was too sufficient of an employee).

They knew that my personal managers were never going to fire me due to previous failed incidents of set ups that they had tried within the past so they waited a day when they knew my managers weren’t going to be in and played on the policies of other store managers that were present. “I was fired on account of verbally threatening to put my perpetrators six feet under the ground!”

My personal managers had told me in advance to just continue to ignore these idiots like I had been when they would enter into the store with there ulterior motives/schemes and I had agreed, however, the rage of hatred that I felt for them got the best of me on that day since I am highly in tune and I did genuinely want to kill that ugly bitch along with her ugly daughter .

Anyway that was the past, and my point is that I had resorted back into the medical field a while back and am now still a currently certified/licensed health care worker assisting patients within assisted living facilities and within their homes and etc. I’ve done from 10 to 12 hour shifts working cases of hospice, bed-bound, stroke victims. Six to eight hour shifts of dementia patients, deaf and blind patients, psychiatric patients and so on, I’ve even worked with child care.

1483866-200I took nursing level courses and passed with high scores as an assistant. I only have one next test to pass and I can become a registered nurse. This all may sound nice and good but the reality of it is that my heart really isn’t in it.

I was always extremely naturally good in psychology (because of the extra sensory perception), I had the intelligence, spunk and confidence to become a lawyer and I have the mind, ability, and sufficiency of a business woman yet these fields were never a heated passion of mine to directly pursue. My genuine thrill and drive has always been to write even though there were other things that I could and would succeed in.

The day that I would be taking vital signs (Blood pressure/Pulse/Respiration), hygiene care (Incontinence/Bath Services), diabetic care (Skin Care/Foot Care/Meal/Medication) was far from what I ever expected. I never truly desired to but here I am.

More than one spiritual adviser told me in the past that I would become a nurse but I did not believe it. That position was something I had never portended for myself and never desired but I am capable. It is still up to me whether or not I actually decide to take that next step. I’ll have to think about it.

In all honesty, the medical field is not really where I want to be but I am a very independent woman so I have to support myself in a way that is conducive in some form or fashion. I would never go down to low scale.

I’ve had some bullshit to deal with along the way and prevailed though. One incident took place back in June this past summer, a lady at an agency that I worked for at the time got mad at me because she was caught on a “phone recording” advising me to do something that she later denied but her voice didn’t lie. From then on she had given me attitude and I sensed that she would eventually attempt to get me fired, and the bitch did write and sign papers of a false termination that I later fought through my “Union” and won later this September while I still continued to work my other health care jobs.

The agency wrote a letter of acknowledgment to my “Union” for my reinstatement for the “wrongful termination write up” there at that particular agency. I accepted, reinstated, then I resigned and then told the supervisor of personnel that she was a lying fat bitch who covered up for the ugly out of shape fat bitch who tried to unjustly get rid of me. I would never go back there!

Since then, my work has been going smoothly.

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Natural Powers Of The Caul And Occult Is Nothing To Fool Around With

Death In The CardsIn October of 2007, I did one of my necessary rituals using my head Orisha’s veve to invoke his spirit along with another important undertaking that was involved regarding the certain elements in which my “natural” spell was conducted. As usual my rituals usually consist of protection, veneration, blessings and whatever else that my situation or desired needs and wants may call for which always happens to automatically fall into compliance with the universe due to my special birthrights.

I am not a person of spite but a person of definite justice. Just like what I am innately of by heritage and spirituality we do not play around. We have no time for foolishness-not to say that we do not have a lighthearted nature-we love to laugh and indeed have a great sense of humor that is often also at times sinister but we are not idle spiritual beings/individuals. We have grave/serious purpose and state of mind.

Within my ritual I had also cursed a few of my enemies and offered them as human sacrifices without me having to do any of the physical dirty work. I absolutely do not believe in doing animal sacrifices (even though my enemies have performed numerous animal sacrifices upon me), viciously and morbidly cutting up poor animals while they are alive to go through such horrendous pain (burns me the fuck up!).

That is what my ancestors and Orisha’s are here and there for they take care of my obstacles and have my back while working out and smoothing through the rough edges-especially when it comes to the troublemakers.

One of my enemies went by the name Of Mike Heyward. He was an asshole who’ve I written about in the past who had made up sexual lies about me due to the fact that I did not want him (I very coldly rejected him) and treated him with a very nasty attitude because he use to always try to push himself on me even after I had already cordially explained to him that there was never nothing that was ever going to go on between us.

Well, Mike had gotten his-and badly! It didn’t take long either. The next month Mike was killed on November 24, 2007 and I was jubilant when I first got the straight story some years ago (Between my dreams, visions, messages, feelings and other investigation). I felt he got just what he deserved because he was nothing more than a worthless piece of shit who tried to be more than what he actually was.

Grim ReaperMike was just one of the many who received a backlash through the slick and diverse techniques of the universe which can make occurrences appear ordinary and/or coincidental through whichever means that are convenient and available to fit the script.

Others who have set out to hurt me only have hurt themselves in the process and that is simply just the way that it is and how it goes. I am in no mode or fashion disturbed or affected by what I am not of and not designed for.

Even after Mike’s death I’ve at times had felt his anger and distress (still mad because I did not want and desire him-when people die they do not change, they take along everything with them within their personality) and seen his effortless rage, his spirit is not in a good place. He’s had a violent anger towards me, however, there is nothing that he or anyone else can do about it, I have tremendous power and privilege within the spirit world.

Lately it has been kind of quiet in regards to him, but last year around the time of the anniversary of his death I could feel someone trying to give his spirit an elevation of some sort to come after me yet it was all in vain. Inconsequential people are of absolute non effect. One cannot subdue the dirt and wrongdoing that multiple-times folds back unto the direction of the individuals who first embarked to begin with.

Again now, it is November and it will make about seven years since his passing.

The caul and it’s power is a very beautiful and mysterious thing that is in existence and it is a part of life that should not be taken lightly. Though whether one is born with a caul or not people should not set out to harm, ridicule/criticize, or thwart someone simply because they are unique and different in thought pattern, lifestyle, mode of being and whatever else (and especially because of the fact that they cannot get over on them or through jealousy and envy).

There is a reason why certain people possess certain attributes of spiritual power. People who have tried to interfere in my life have received mental breakdowns, strokes, heart attacks and quite a few other misfortunes on account of their negativity backfiring and I have been fortunate enough to get the opportunity to acknowledge these occurrences with these people face to face and/or intuitively then later having it verified.

Halitosis:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/halitosis/)

Dirty, Rotten And Pitiful:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2012/11/16/dirty-rotten-and-pitiful/)