It is said that Voodoo is a satanic religion and that the religion revolves around the spiritual realm of demons where ceremonies and rituals of possessions and animal sacrifices take place among the worshippers, followers and/or practitioners.
It is also said that the voodoo religion is a mockery of the old biblical testament in regard to the blood offerings of the animals whereas God’s covenant with his disciples required a blood sacrifice for the atonement of sins, cleansings and so on, and that is the reason the spirits of Voodoo will make requests for “bloodshed” because Satan is just emulating the god of the bible by asking the followers of his very own to do everything that god asks of his own to do.
And finally, I have also heard that the true God of the bible respects our personality as a people and works through our will by not endeavoring to replace our minds and that he respects our will in comparison to Satan due to the fact that during possessions at the Voodoo ceremonies “voodoo spirits” (loas) consider, and mount (ride) their followers like wild horses. And after the spirits have used their follower’s body no matter how vile and inhumane that may be they absolutely have no recollection as to what happened to them and what took place beforehand.
Alright, now here is my take on all of this, I agree that most of what I heard regarding the subject is true no doubt about it except for a few genuine exceptions through the personal experience of my very own.
I am an authentic person who at birth was born with a caul/veil over the face so naturally I was spiritually inclined, possessing the abilities of extra sensory perception so I also was more susceptible to come into contact with all kind of different type spirits and spiritual affiliations.
My ancestors were spiritual warriors priestesses and I inherited the occult powers along with the particular knowledge yet it is nothing of the ordinary and derogatory sort that goes on with most and/or the average religion or practice within this society.
I never have and I do not believe in the ritual or ceremonial blood sacrifice of animals as I believe that is a very sick and unclean act, as well as the drinking of any blood whether it be animal or human, and the wild possessions of any specific entity. All of that is definitely demonic.
No spirit and/or orisha has ever requested of me to kill an animal, spit out liquor, or to indulge in any sexual relations and so on as many traditional voodoo worshippers I know in a manner conduct themselves in and if any spirit were to ask any such thing of me (though I know that is impossible because I am not of anything of that low and degenerate nature and nothing around me spiritually is of that repulsive and despicable origin) that would be completely out of the question.
I deal with peace, protection and purity I along with my ancestors and Orishas are extremely rare and unconventional.
Now as far as the God of the bible I’ve never known him to be respectful of free will if anything it is the total opposite and he does replace people’s minds when they accept and go to him in fellowship. He works through his own ways and will so I disagree with that last version or part of what I heard. I know what the God of the bible really is and how he genuinely works and no one can tell me any different.
What is around me spiritually, though, is not at all of Satan within any form or fashion if so it would have reflected in my character in some time or another, I am a very strong person I have always lived a clean, healthy and honest lifestyle, and I have been very blessed and my spiritual connections are the ones who have truly been there to respect my own mind and personality on a higher level and have worked with me through the best of intentions.
Spiritual Connection: The Universe, Ancestors/Loas, True Knowledge:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/spiritual-connectionthe-universeancestorsloas-true-knowledge/)
I came upon an old comment that I completely forgot about in regard to a post that I wrote a long time ago, in the year of 2007 in fact, and it had got me to thinking for a minute or two.
The post in particular was written about a guy who “thank goodness” and thank my “lucky stars” does not bother me anymore he stopped becoming my pain in the ass “spiritual stalker” who also use to send people to talk at me and make facial contact with me out in the street on occasion. This guy who I wrote in specific about before in the past finally left me alone in the second or third week of february 2014.
Anyway, this was the comment left for the “Rituals” post:
When I awoke yesterday morning I felt jealousy coming from Doris Johnson and her feeling that “I got the best of her”, and I actually did because she failed numerous times within the past at interfering in my eventual influential exposure and “recognition”, an exposure that I was never looking for yet meant to gain through purpose, insight and creative works.
I could even feel Doris yesterday morning as she tried to pull away energy from my body between the mid top area of my stomach between the ribs. Her attempts were very weak in capacity and of non effect merely a desperate endeavor to prevent the manifesting spurts of my destiny that have “come into play”.
Doris made me so sick about how she could not deal with the fact that I was “asexual” she was mad because I did not want or desire a man and that one (not of my level and/or caliber) could not bring me down and make me vulnerable with that voodoo/black magic shit.
I worked with her once ten years ago to extract away the bad spirits from “Brujeria” I only gave her ninety dollars but my energy and spirituality is what made the “magic” work and that is why I did not send her anymore but she had the nerve to get money from a relative of mine to claim to work on them I just think she was trying to compensate for what (the funds and spiritual energy) she did not get from me (and she refused to give the money back). (https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2009/02/19/a-psychic-to-beware-of/)
I do not care about her at all and am not even thinking about her yet she kept a tab on me, unable to compare to the spiritual power that I have. I already told her years before in the letter that I wrote to her:
You have the nerve to not send me my money but guess what? Keep it. You’re not that good a psychic. You definitely weren’t too accurate. You believe more in yourself than you really should. You’re not too bright either.
And you got the nerve to think you deserve to take peoples money. You live off of other people because you’re too stupid to know how to do anything on your own. All you have going for you is that temple that you keep going to. If it weren’t for you and your sick group of people working your spiritual shit you wouldn’t have anything because you aren’t shit.
You are a stupid foreign bitch in my country and I hate you very much. I’m way stronger and smarter than you. You tried to fuck with my head but you couldn’t and you can say what I’m writing is all in my mind, however, it is not. I know what I am talking about. I’m way smarter than you could ever imagine.
You don’t know a fucking thing about me and you are very lucky that you live in Florida because I’d come kick your ass if you were right here in New York.
Your dumb ass is always talking about the reason I don’t want a man and you don’t know what you’re talking about. You don’t know shit! I’ve always had male figures around me throughout my life that were very good to me. They treated me very nice. I have never been mistreated by a man and if I had I would not take it out on all men.
See you have insulted my intelligence, something you don’t obviously have because if you did you’d be able to distinguish what the truth is. You are just too stupid to see that I’ve never been attracted to or have desired a man because they are very undesirable to me and that is a very natural thing for me to feel but you wouldn’t understand that since you are a sick bitch.
You see, you bragged about being with your man for thirty-seven years and to me that is nothing to be bragging about. That is the reason you’re so fucked up. I bet you are all in to him, you pathetic bitch. Your ass has got to be worn out after all of those years of being fucked and spread by having all of those kids you probably got. See a dick has fucked up your brain.
I bet your ass is rotten from all of that semen going up inside of you for all of those years. You are so sick though you probably believe that it makes you and that man a family. You are also probably an ugly bitch that is why you’re always talking about what is pretty. You fucked with the wrong person. You should have never tried to mess over me.
I really hate you with a passion and, believe me when I say so you are really going to get yours. Your day is coming. And if you ever try to harm me I swear that shit will backfire on you so hard because you aren’t shit compared to me when it comes to having character. You are a worldly bitch. You don’t know a damn thing about what life is really about.
With all of the personal information that I have on this subject I could write a book about it. I spoke to a lady over the phone about six or seven years ago who was suppose to be a psychic. I mentioned the word “brujeria”.
“Are you Puerto Rican?” she asked me. I said “no”
“Well then how do you know about brujeria?” she said.
Then I went on about the nganga (cauldron), the paleros (grave robbers), the kiyumba (corpse that is used) then she stopped me. “Alright, alright”, she uttered.
I mean the ignorance in some people. I am an African American with Native American Indian descent. I am spiritual and know that magic (voodoo) first originated in Africa so why wasn’t I suppose to know? Anyway, I don’t know where to begin since this all started when I was at the age of seven so I’ll just make it more current and go back a little.
There isn’t enough room in this post to explain every detail in particular-not that it would be necessary anyhow, nevertheless, I will share the main evils. And I must say that brujeria is some very sick shit!
There is and has been a lot of jealousy around me from people that mostly started with family members many years ago. People are very jealous of my character. In the spring of 2003, this Hispanic girl who I never cared for, known since childhood, and who lived directly across the street from me sent her sister over to my house with a statue.
My mother happened to answer the door and the girl was disappointed. Initially unaware of the girl’s intentions, my mother brought the statue that was placed inside of a gift bag up to me. See, their mother had asked to read a published book that I wrote and when the book was returned a month later they sent a “present” along with it.
When I got out of the shower and saw and approached the white medium size bald-headed statue designed in the image of a baby angel I got a strong feeling. The statue that was made of porcelain didn’t at all look right to me, and it gave off a fragrance that I detected was the smell of evil.
My mother handed it to me. I was leery but touched it anyway. As I sat at the edge of the bed wrapped in a towel I held the statue, staring at it curiously. Then suddenly an energy grabbed both my wrists and I heard the words repeat “tie, tie”.
Exactly a week later, on a Tuesday I remember, I was again sitting on the edge of the bed watching television when something hastily dropped down from above me and hit me from the side of my jaw to between my neck and shoulder. It was a hard stroke that was not at all painful. Part of the ritual going into effect I assumed. And this was indeed part of a neighborhood conspiracy against me.
The two sisters were nothing more than flunkies with a bunch of dirt on them. Lizette Roubert and Dorita were the biggest whores of Hollis avenue and their mother catching aids from her dead dope fiend lover (dorita’s father) just gave them more motive to go along with the program as they were miserable and bitter.
Lizette had the nerve to come over and approach me with a phony conversation that following week as I sat on my stoop. Bitch thought that she was slick. She was looking up at my face trying to see if I had a knot up on there that was exaggerated by people who heard about my childhood injury of being thrown across the room as a baby by my drug addicted uncle. I read people immediately!
As Lizette spoke idly I picked up on the scent coming from her body. It was the same fragrance that I smelled from the statue. And all that I kept picking up from her presence was the death card. The same vision kept flashing before my eyes of a skeleton riding a horse with dead people lying on the ground everywhere around him. And I could sense and feel that Lizette was heavily crossed up.
In the summer of 2001, my mother and I were sitting in my room on the bed watching television when I heard a voice call my name. “Toya” it said.
“Did you just call my name?” I asked my mother.
“No”, she said. Then very suddenly something shot down and hit at the bed right where I was sitting and instantly I jumped up! The only thing I could remember was about maybe a week before this guy had brought a plastic bag of stones to me that must have been conjured. I didn’t keep them though, just like the statue I removed it from my house, but the damage had already been done because I came into contact with the articles.
A girl of Caribbean descent who was very young at the time came over to my house with her friend, and rang my doorbell. The girl’s name was Danielle and the young bitch lived directly next door to me. She handed me a key that was conjured. I felt the malignant spirit go right through me. My enemies wanted me very badly-they ranged my doorbell again!!!
They buried things in my front yard placed flowers over it then dug it back up before it backfired on them. They wanted me to get curious and dig it up they made the burial very obvious. None of them were very bright.
Yes indeed, I was crossed up and I knew it because I am clairvoyant and could feel it. My extra sensory perception and the good spirits around me would always remind me and keep me up to date on everything that was going on. And I was very blessed with protection and strength because the brujeria was not able to affect my mind. And my enemies tried very hard to.
They tried to confuse me. They tried to take away my strength and confidence. They tried to take away my gifts and spirituality. They tried to make me lose my mind. But I have a very strong spirit and much love and protection from the other side. So I beat all that bullshit!
I did however go through a lot physically do to me being extremely sensitive spiritually. I had to deal with the “snake” which made my body jerk in a very zigzag side to side motion. My stomach would get butterflies and push in and out like a pregnant woman and sometimes it would stretch my stomach out so far that it would pull me. That started in the beginning then subsided.
I had to deal with the “restless spirit”. Every morning around 3am or 5am I would wake up and couldn’t get back to sleep. When I stood up the negative energy would vibrate and shift down my body to my leg. And when I’d go to lay back down the energy would make its way back up my body to my head to keep me from sleeping.
I felt heaviness over me. The evil had spreaded from numerous attacks over the years. It was so heavy over my eyes that things in my vision seemed kind of clogged and far away. I could feel the success that I was suppose to achieve at that particular time trying to squeeze through the blockages my enemies had set before me. I could feel how they were trying to turn and make my life into the disaster that they wanted it to be.
My enemies were attempting to destroy my destiny. And even though it may have seemed like they were succeeding nothing could have been further from the truth. My faith in me and my purpose was way more powerful.
I had experienced all of this garbage already when I was a child. My great-grandmother who thank goodness passed away two or three years ago took my mother and I to a botanica store and had us crossed up by a Haitian man. My mother had a mild nervous breakdown. I was harassed at school by a girl who turned everybody against me because I didn’t fear and want to join in with her crowd. She wrote my name all over the bathroom walls and threatened to beat me up if I entered the school yard.
I walked my little ass right into the yard during recess while I heard others instigate “she better not come in here!” it was all over the school what was suppose to happen to me. I was a tough cookie even back then and did nobody lay a hand on me!
I done come too far in life to let some devil brujeria shit destroy me. I would feel that shit up in my head, giving me a feeling of being somewhere else or in another world. But I was just a kid.
Even during my teenage years they were after me. My enemies used brujeria to try to get inside of my head to give me low self esteem. They wanted me to be self conscious and have complexes. They wanted me to fall for the illusions which I definitely did not so they could play on it. They’d put negative men all whom were of Caribbean descent in my head trying to get me attracted to them. I was and will always be ahead of them!
“Brujeria” the Spanish word for black magic/witchcraft was definitely used to bring me down. I wonder is it because I am so connected with spirit that it always did the complete opposite for me. My self esteem would always go even higher and I would always get much stronger, spiritually and mentally.
When the time came for the brujeria to be removed I saw a multiple of visions. Lizette had just recently moved down south. I dreamed that she’d quickly make a return and surely she did about three months after the “shit” went back to her and the rest of my enemies. I also visioned that there would be a death shortly before she left to go back.
While awake I received a vision of how the “tie-“bind” ritual was done. I saw the woods. I saw my motor vehicle non driver’s i.d. that had been missing from my house lying on leaves with animal blood over it from a chicken sacrifice.
I saw the two main dead spirits that had violated me. One was a black man who appeared to me as a criminal. He was cursing at me but I couldn’t hear what he was saying. The other guy was a Mexican or of some kind of Hispanic descent, he looked like a madman. He was quiet and crazed.
My grandmother suddenly became ill right after I got rid of the brujeria. And she died. One of my aunts who were a part of the conspiracy cried like a baby. The evil came back and got the close thing to her.
(My grandmother had been partially paralyzed for years do to a stroke, and a while before my grandmother died my enemies used her home health aide to put black magic in our sugar. Everyone in the house was complaining about one of their legs hurting but me. I was the only one in the house who did not touch the sugar. One day I caught the bitch whose name was Delores Branch and I cursed her out like a dog and ran her out of our home).
From then on, of course my enemies have tried to send the brujeria back into my life. They were unable to though. It will never return. No matter how hard they try. I can and have touched things and the black magic is of no effect. Some years back they had someone who worked at a dunkin donuts put it in my milkshake. I knew better, drank it anyway and was nauseous for two weeks straight. Other than that I was fine.
Aside from tremendous financial success that I will eventually achieve one day, nothing has changed about me. If anything I am at a point in my life that is better now than it ever was as far as my personal self is concerned.
It’s so weird how you sometimes have to endure crazy things in order to get you where you need to be in life.
This is Lizette Roubert on the far right and her two daughters, one on the left and one in the middle.
Update from post:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2012/01/29/brujeria/)
It is very interesting the term “Innocent”, well what was I? What was I guilty of?
I was guilty of not ever being on drugs or alcohol as I was never interested in that type of lifestyle I was too strong of an individual and had no absolute desire to indulge within that garbage.
I was guilty of never having a sexual history as I was asexual and never attracted to or desired to be with any type of men.
If those in particular felt that I thought that I was better than everyone else and if I did actually feel that way then that was my prerogative and who was I actually hurting in the process?
I was not going around bothering anyone yet there was someone (many in fact) who was always worried about me and what I was or was not doing when I didn’t care anything at all about what they or anyone else were doing even though I was very well aware and extremely perceptive to people, situations and things but it was my nature to be extra ordinarily intuitive.
And while I do understand that people in general do lie on other people each and everyday as that is just a part of life within this society among many inadequate human beings who are disturbed the problem that had come to be was that there was nothing derogatory that anyone could discuss when it had came to me.
So, of course, when there were certain men who were beneath me who I had rejected made up sexual lies about me the jealous and envious folk within the neighborhood eagerly up and ran with that spurious (false) gossip. And when many had heard yet did not naturally listen to the lies that were being told and spread “Brujeria” was ultimately used in an attempt to make me look bad within the public eye along with the changing of my destiny and the destruction of my life and career.
There were a numerous of reasons why witchcraft was done unto me, a combination of things, I just wanted to clarify that fact because the focus is just not on one particular issue of situation and fashion, it is just that I noticed among these people that when it came to sexual rumors and gossip they believed that as a woman I was supposed to feel crummy and degraded and become a nothing just like the rest of them and as truth be told that preconceived revelation was totally foreign within my comprehension and extremely laughable within my existence.
If I was the type to have had any sexual relations that would have been my business and that would have not made me any less than who I am as a person, what would it have taken from me? Sex does not take away a woman’s value, although, I believe that if a woman runs around with a bunch of different men or even just a few “unnecessarily” that she does not value herself.
Planting the negative energies of undesirable men into my thoughts was not going to get me interested or attracted to them so that It could look like I naturally became involved with them so that low-level minded people could talk about “the girl who thought that she was better”, because guess what, as a result of the stupidity of my enemies they showed me really how much better than them that I exactly was, and I felt, and I still feel now till this day, better over them than I have ever felt before.
And no amount of vulgar or negative thought and talk against me will ever change the high self esteem that I have within myself.
I see no man as above me and no man’s lies will ever define me I am a resilient, intelligent, proud and gifted woman who will never be afraid of any one or anything and I will never back down to challenge the truth within all of it’s forms.
Fortunately for me, with or without the aid of manipulative negative forces I honestly did not care what any of the people said or thought about me as their ignorant actions and behavior actually told more about the stories of their lives and the flaws that were within the nature of their own character than it actually did toward the bogus reflections that they were trying to create upon mine.
Now, what about me? I did not know these people who were speaking vulgar words of untruths at me for me to hear, thinking that I would be hurt over their nonsense (that I was not at all affected by to begin with as I kept on going on with my life and within my regular doings) and then lose my confidence. They followed me, sent people up to me endeavoring to intimidate me, harassing me on my job, and so on. They all need to be lucky that “spirit” held me back and that I did not murder up a couple of them because I was surely tempted to and I would have been justified within my actions but non of those pieces of garbage were worth me spending a lifetime in jail for.
One shouldn’t mess with any child of divinity or any good person adhering to live genuinely and adept to survive within this crazy world, especially one that hadn’t done anything the price to pay within the long run is vile and well properly deserved as all shall reap what they have sowed accordingly through the natural powers of the universe whether it is within this life or within the next.
They all were very stupid for underestimating me without really knowing me and knowing where my head was at because I was never a dummy and I was never a weak-minded person but them listening to other people, aside from the lies that they had also made up themselves, who claimed to know more about me than I actually did about my self since the supposed things about my personality and the things that I had supposedly done were to override the true circumstances within my own true identity and reality, the reality of a neighborhood full of sick degenerate people who were jealous and envious of an individual who differed greatly from them.
Anyone or anyone around them that is hurt now is not at all from any of my doing they all hurt themselves. If nothing was done there would not have been anything for me to write about I did not imagine or make up this whole ordeal that has taken place.
I did not personally know any of the people who came up against me if they did not like me they had every right not to but no one had the right to violate my spirit and interfere with my life through external influences or throughout the use of black magic and the circumstance burned me the fuck up because I knew what was going on and why.
A lot of bad things have happened to these people.
Some are dead now, many are dying from AIDs, and I am honestly thrilled, what they all had wished upon me may they all wholeheartedly receive and sometimes what they have done will come back on someone close to them or just effect them in some way as well. Life is unfair, they must deal with it.
They weren’t too hurt when they were parading through the streets laughing at me because they knew that they had Brujeria inflicted upon me and since they were so proud of what they had done back then they should just be proud and take credit for what they have done now and should just take my posted photos of one of the numerous of perpetrators as a contribution of recognition to the unfavorable actions that were done unto me.
What if I hadn’t stopped the evil? It would still be going on now as there are still assholes who do not want to give it up as they are too sick for their own states of well-being.
Oh poor Lizette, she doesn’t want her face shown in a truthful article that I wrote about years ago in regard to an incident that she and others had took part in, and that many others know about, yet she did not mind to expose her vagina to the array of “universal” penises all over and throughout the New York area of queens and beyond. The whore that would fuck different niggers every night for years and who was continuously having a numerous amount of abortions how in the world could her rotten ass have escaped disease I bet her nasty ass has caught every STD known to man.
If she were able to dish it out back then “baby ho” should be ready to take it much harder now!
Why does she want to hide? She once ran to live in Puerto Rico with her grandmother years ago but that move did not last for very long I guess it was too boring for her. She came back to New York stayed for a while then ran down to Raleigh, North Carolina; Bitch can’t hide from her past.
None of them are strong enough to endure what I have been through that is why I laugh at all of these drunks, crackheads and whores who need these crutches in order to survive, crutches that they thought that I was going to need to depend on as a source to cope boy did I fool them!
I am a natural born writer and I do not owe anyone an explanation as to why I accurately chronicle the experience of my life. If what I express within my creativity and talent of literature is interpreted by those in particular as a lashing back at those who have done me wrong then that is simply just all of the guilt that is entertained within those who are utterly at fault.
I am not and I have never been a liar I have spoken the truth and if the truth is too painful to endure too bad. And if anyone wants to start some shit about it bring it on!
And please do not insult my intelligence with talk that is so obviously written to me within a patronizing and manipulative fashion Mr. Clark, I am not taking down shit!
|Clark||Dear Miss Latoya,I am very happy for you having found self-awareness in your personal universe. Hopefully, you are at peace. However, I must beseech you to discontinue posting photographs of other people who may not be of the level you have attained. This is a very negative act that can only perpetuate even more negative vibrations. Innocent people have been hurt by your words, accusations and postings…individuals who have done you no harm and who in fact, hardly know who you are. If you are correct in your perception that you have been wronged, committing a similarly unsavory act only brings you down to the level of those who have wronged you.
Please remove all name references and photographs of other people from you webpages. Such slander, justified or not, are not the actions of a highly spiritual individual.
I hope you realize that although you have traveled a long way to attain the level of enlightenment you have achieved, you…as all of us do…have a long way to go. Every day is a lesson. Your message has been received. Hopefully, they have learned from it and will eventually grow as you have grown.
Please remove the photos and names. it has caused great harm. A person of your insight is way above such negativeness.
Forever Reap What Was Sowed
Lizette has been constantly visiting and sending people to my sites everyday this week even her relatives in Texas, she even took down or hid her facebook page, now that is not the actions of someone who has done nothing wrong I just love seeing this bitch buckle under.
My enemies are afraid they are so scared of what is ahead of them for all of the dirt that they have done and none of them will be able to lie their ways out of any of their punishment, their retribution is on the way and I do not have to do a thing but to continue to communicate with all of my powerful ancestors and Orishas because what goes around comes back around ten times worse and they are showing me the justice that none of them are able to escape.
This comment below came from my The Demonic Dunce Douchebags Strike Again post in where Sharon Lasitter aka Shannon Lee Wolf used these liars to gang up together in a weak and vain attempt at getting back at me on account of their bullshit:
Miss Latoya jus a sorry ol security guard at jc penny ha ha! Who she think she is da Good Lord only know. she think evry 1 is jealus of her but why who know? She jus a sorry ol bag o bones who got no life. She obsess wit evrybody who got wat she dont got an dats a good soul. Da Good Lord hav mercy on her soul amen. Time has come dat da truth finnaly come out!(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2014/07/20/update-the-demonic-dunce-douchebags-strike-again/)
darlaG | 01/07 2014 15:20
Anyway the reason that I am mentioning this particular bogus comment in particular is because where did it come from that I worked as a security guard at JC Penney?
To keep it real I always knew where the lie originated from I just never said anything. It came from an ex dopefiend name Raoul Lemonier who lived across the street from me on the same side of the block as Lizette and Dorita.
He took for granted that just because I had once shown him two of my certificates one for eight hour security and another for fireguard that I had received upon taking training and successfully passing a test.
So when he heard from my mother that I was working at JC Penney back in the year of 2006 he assumed that I was doing a security job but he felt stupid and got silent over the telephone when my mother had informed to him that I was head of the hosiery department there at the store because already he had spread the lie around as he loved to gossip.
I have never ever worked as a security guard and like I’ve said before there is absolutely nothing wrong with that way of making a living in that fashion if it is an interest to one, however, it was being directed toward me obviously as a put down especially since I am far capable of achieving anything in life that I want to whereas them on the other hand are not able to go any further in life due to their own shortcomings and limitations so their jealousy got the best of them for wanting to believe I had a job that was beneath my own rank.
I fixed Raoul one day though I called up his wife explaining to her how he runs his mouth too much and how he told my mother and I that their daughter Elisha was running around “selling her royal oats” and that she (his wife Lou Lou) was beating her up for her promiscuous behavior.
He was envious that his daughter was a whore and that I was not as he told me one day that he wished he had of brought her over to talk to me since I didn’t deal with men before she whored herself out but even though I knew what a lot of males were about and how they operated without having been corrupted there was really nothing that I could tell her because my situation was totally different as I was asexual.
Raoul claimed later on that Elisha was going to school to become a nurse, becoming a nurse was not going to change what she was and if I ever came into contact with her in a hospital or clinic I would not trust her to perform any medical care on me.
Now my point is if the security thing came from Raoul and was expressed by one of the illiterate assholes who left the comment what does that prove? There are links through all of these people as I have always known and said through my own intuition way beforehand and their grapevine had only consisted of blatant lies they talk about what they do not know yet claim their inaccuracies and intentional lies as fact.
So I am so sick and tired of hearing this bullshit about getting back at people who did nothing to me and why not get back at people who did something to me first by my crackhead/dopefiend/whore/ Aids infected aunt Ernestine Lawrence (Tina) who was down with the conspiracy and who is one of the most notorious liars to have walked the planet and then out of the blue years ago from someone who had lied to a cousin of mine and wanted to get the message back to my mother and I, and now it is from somebody name clark who lizette sent to my blog.
If these people were not guilty of what they have done then they would not have been able to identify themselves within the things that I definitely know and within what I have stated and how is telling the truth getting back at somebody unless it is indeed and in fact the truth that is eating away at them! These stupid asses all tell on themselves.
I would never be hurt or affected by something that was untrue (look at all of the lies that they told on me and it did not do a thing to me) I am content with myself and my life I wish that they would all just go away and perish as they are a total waste of life.
In Response To A Comment Written To Me About Lizette:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2016/03/31/in-response-to-a-comment-written-to-me-about-lizette/)
They were all unable to bring me down as no one can ever bring me down it is impossible by nature my spirit is far too strong and powerful and my mind is too sufficient, and besides, undesirables are of no value within my universe.
Lizette and Dorita “Were the biggest whores of Hollis avenue and of whatever have you-indeed they had it dick, diseases and all! No good sluts who put witchcraft on good people may their tortured souls burn in hell for eternity”.
Those Brujeria Bitches along with the rest of those sick degenerates who all took part (All of them liars who deliberately and constantly told all of their outrageous lies while sulking within their own misery, envy and jealousy, cannot handle the truth.
All of them extremely ignorant, severely stupid individuals who are on the lowest of levels when it comes to intellect and mentality and who by nature could never rise up to reach extraordinary comprehension and perception, let alone, what is of standard.
All of them are deeply sick within the mind and mad because none of them were shit as they were all born to be nothing and will never amount up to being anything).
They all are doomed and so are their children as a result from their own dirt and trashy genetic “seeds” who were born ugly and many of them slow and retarded, and also stricken with Autism.
Significance Of The Caul/A Caulbearer That Cannot Be Defeated:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2013/05/28/significance-of-the-caula-caulbearer-that-cant-be-defeated/)
A Real Caulbearer:(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2013/07/28/a-real-caulbearer/)
Dear Miss LaToya:(https://ladylatoya.wordpress.com/2015/12/05/dear-miss-latoya-4/)