There is a rapist woman who keeps moving HIV into my house even after they gave me cancer. I do not have much time left. That is why I am speaking.
The seed of the woman will bruise the head of the serpant.
Just getting up every morning is by faith. Some days I do not know I will even have the strength to do my cardio. But I remember my children and the next generation and the GENU..was not put here to carbon copy. It was to be shared with the world. I live alone and sometimes
So the strongest men and women in the earth along with my children remind me everyday that I am more than a conqueror. They remind me that my gift will make room for me.
They helped me gain the fortitude to get up, but the cancer kept in, along with broken legs and tumors. They could not watch the attacks and slanders of someone whom they loved. I was white with a gift. I was not a leper.
The attack seems to happen everytime my father, the creator of the universe or gifted me promote me to a place of new levels of service. But this time they did it in tech,- It was a one world rape.
They raised me put me through my B.A., M.J., and continued to nurture me through church, school and have given me great abilities like poetry, music, song and dance.
Then someone was kind enough to give me some resources to get my nails done, cute slumpies, loaded up my entire apartment for the holiday's, my children created beautiful gifts and gave their last and others helped me with food. Until..I got the strength to get through my attack