I have a lazy eye defect from a wifebeater daddy's drunken attempt at abortion he failed with me, but the child was born a year later at 2 Lbs 5 Oz. lived 4 days, I guess her perfected his procedure. Her name was Toni, after him, Antonio, my mom didn't want him to forget her, he did...
Anyway, my mom had 3 actual husbands, with common laws and BF in between. He second husband's family had owned a lumberyard and were somewhat well to do. A whirlwind romance to a quick wedding... We moved to St. Louis for a few months before my mom left him. I had some type of "Bathtub" experience that I don't recall the details of, so back to Fla.
So before we had moved we were at his mother's house in Orlando and she administered an IQ test to me and one of my sisters. I was 6 and she was 7. I'd always scored well all my life on tests, while my sister was average. Ed went to work at Proctor and Gamble in management. P & G is a huge WEF member. Maybe that curse of a lazy eye saved me. Tounge in cheek or not... Not sure if Cabal victims need to be cute.
Preceding that I'd been sent home from first grade as immature, the teacher accused me of carving my desk up, it was clear the carvings were old and I didn't even know what a knife was. My Immaturity was caused by the PTSD of mommy's bad choice in men.
After we returned to Orlando and I went to first grade the next year, they put me in the retarded class for a while not knowing at first that my problems stemmed from my poor vision. They moved me to a new class with the normal kids and taught me to write on those extra-extra large lined paper sheets.
A Child is a terrible life to waste, and I somehow managed to avoid the system and become a liberal commie scum. God saved me when I accepted Jesus at around 12, and even when I didn't pay attention God kept me alive, and He uses me to street council on the bus and on the streets, by sharing my life experiences in a way that some can relate to. My life wasn't rewarding, but I survived, never arrested for anything and my credit rating is high. I'm not a physical fighter, but I am a wolf that preys on Wolves not sheep.
People quote scriptures, heck even the Pharisees were constantly trying to trick Jesus with their theological knowledge. Most people are tired of hearing the same scripture quotes to the point it sounds superficial. I just share my personal experiences and how God kept me safe. For example 20 accidents and never hurt anyone, and only minor injuries to myself. These accidents included 5 motorcycle accidents, and I totaled 5 cars, 4 of them newesh. Who else but God could do that for me? Or how did I not get beat up by my mother's long string of scumbags? They had no trouble beating her down.
I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm ok, I'm a very strong-willed person. I do what I feel is right, like stopping driving... I'd hate to have hurt anyone in an accident. Praise God that didn't happen. Note: Car Insurance companies made ZERO profits from me. Heh heh. Not all the accidents were my fault, but many were. Besides poor vision, I have A.D.D. from fetal alcohol syndrome, the self-medication on weed or both.
🎵" Take your Fast Car and Keep on Driving"🎵(Fast Car) Reminds me of my mother and my sister, both with poor taste in men.
I have a lazy eye defect from a wifebeater daddy's drunken attempt at abortion he failed with me, but the child was born a year later at 2 Lbs 5 Oz. lived 4 days, I guess her perfected his procedure. Her name was Toni, after him, Antonio, my mom didn't want him to forget her, he did...
Anyway, my mom had 3 actual husbands, with common laws and BF in between. He second husband's family had owned a lumberyard and were somewhat well to do. A whirlwind romance to a quick wedding... We moved to St. Louis for a few months before my mom left him. I had some type of "Bathtub" experience that I don't recall the details of, so back to Fla.
So before we had moved we were at his mother's house in Orlando and she administered an IQ test to me and one of my sisters. I was 6 and she was 7. I'd always scored well all my life on tests, while my sister was average. Ed went to work at Proctor and Gamble in management. P & G is a huge WEF member. Maybe that curse of a lazy eye saved me. Tounge in cheek or not... Not sure if Cabal victims need to be cute.
Preceding that I'd been sent home from first grade as immature, the teacher accused me of carving my desk up, it was clear the carvings were old and I didn't even know what a knife was. My Immaturity was caused by the PTSD of mommy's bad choice in men.
After we returned to Orlando and I went to first grade the next year, they put me in the retarded class for a while not knowing at first that my problems stemmed from my poor vision. They moved me to a new class with the normal kids and taught me to write on those extra-extra large lined paper sheets.
A Child is a terrible life to waste, and I somehow managed to avoid the system and become a liberal commie scum. God saved me when I accepted Jesus at around 12, and even when I didn't pay attention God kept me alive, and He uses me to street council on the bus and on the streets, by sharing my life experiences in a way that some can relate to. My life wasn't rewarding, but I survived, never arrested for anything and my credit rating is high. I'm not a physical fighter, but I am a wolf that preys on Wolves not sheep.
People quote scriptures, heck even the Pharisees were constantly trying to trick Jesus with their theological knowledge. Most people are tired of hearing the same scripture quotes to the point it sounds superficial. I just share my personal experiences and how God kept me safe. For example 20 accidents and never hurt anyone, and only minor injuries to myself. These accidents included 5 motorcycle accidents, and I totaled 5 cars, 4 of them newesh. Who else but God could do that for me? Or how did I not get beat up by my mother's long string of scumbags? They had no trouble beating her down.
I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm ok, I'm a very strong-willed person. I do what I feel is right, like stopping driving... I'd hate to have hurt anyone in an accident. Praise God that didn't happen. Note: Car Insurance companies made ZERO profits from me. Heh heh. Not all the accidents were my fault, but many were. Besides poor vision, I have A.D.D. from fetal alcohol syndrome, the self-medication on weed or both.
🎵" Take your Fast Car and Keep on Driving"🎵(Fast Car) Reminds me of my mother and my sister, both with poor taste in men.