I don’t expect you to like what I say

I do expect you to respect my point of view even if you don’t agree right away. New programs take time to implement into your psyche and bring the change real truth always brings.

My family has been denied my truth. My family was stunted for lack of my unique truth. My family has been off course due to a program change. They can try to change the channel all they want all day. But I’m in the fiber and the dna. So? Yeah. Good luck with that one.

I’m already in them. They just don’t know it cuz they don’t know what I do. Science, truth, biology, and quantum physics. They don’t have to like it. I didn’t like it either. Seeing them so off course? So intrenched. So in their own world void of the consciousness of mine. Disconnected and disregarding a scared member of their own tribe.

And they can hide. They can block. It’s their right. And it’s my right to stand up to their backward asses and say stop! Look. And listen. Learn. Study more than the toilet paper for god sakes. They can think they black balled me and won. But we all know they lost a vital member who is the spice to this family soup.

And what is family without spice. And what is soup without spice? Bland. So there they go down the yellow brick road of life as a bland band of people. Wandering like the Jews did. To proud to realize they need this Moses to get them to our promised land. Not just there’s.

I mean duck and run! Go on. But? The day will come when your legs won’t be able to run anymore and you’ll be left with the thought of how you treated me worse than Jesus. Go on. Call on his name. Go on. I pray he can help you. Cuz what you give is what you get. I gave all for this family by being the scapegoat goat Mama wanted me to be to save her Hyde.

She did what she did. And did not want to own up to what was created from it. Blaming it on my father. Well well well. Funny as hell. I have a pin that proves my father cared for my Mama. She sent it to me. And incriminated herself doing so. She told me the truth.

He was gone and could protect either of us. So she just gave up. And that a tough pill for a girl to swallow. I told myself she just made a mistake. She would see it differently when she saw me? But wow! This root of rebellion runs deep in her veins. And poisons what was always possible. If she could believe.

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psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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