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Street People

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Posted on September 2, 2007 by 

I know all about the street people. There is not anything that anyone can tell me about them that i don’t already know. I grew up around them and i have them on both sides of my family.

I could write a book about those in particular and, it wouldn’t be a very pleasurable one since there is nothing too pleasing about their unwanted existence.

Before i began, i just want to acknowledge that certain misfortunes in life can cause any human being to become homeless. There have been very successful people such as doctors, lawyers and so on who for whatever reason may be have loss everything and had to somehow make a way for themselves out in the streets. I am not talking about them in this post.

I’m mainly referring to those with innate tendencies to become bums, drug addicts, drug dealers, and whores that choose the lifestyles of the street. The streets are their comfortable habitat. The only place where they can function.

Most street people are mentally and emotionally disturbed. Many of them are uneducated and unintelligent.

Some have come from good homes where they had their parents in their corner, encouraging them to do what was right in their life.

And then there are the others who have come from dysfunctional homes and didn’t have any guidance at all.

Many of the drug addicted street woman continue the use of drugs during their pregnancies, messing their children up only to bring a burden on society. Many of the drug addicted parents also sit up and get high with their own children.

I know dope addicts who have raised their children by “training” them to be thieves. It is just the blind leading the blind.

The street people for the most part are a very sad group of people. And the level that they are on is quite appalling and unacceptable.

They are very convincing liars to those who are naive to their schemes. They are sometimes so convincing to some because they believe in their own lies. And aside from being notoriously devious they are extremely malicious, treacherous to a fault, especially when their feelings get hurt.

Through first hand experience and a keen intuitive sense of “understanding” I’ve never been oblivious to the type of people i grew up around. They have always been transparent to me, very easy to read. I will admit with no apologies that i have never at all liked their particular kind.

I tried to keep the peace since i sometimes had to be around them in areas when i went to school, work, or whatever, but there is only so much that i could tolerate when it came to their kind.

You see, they are all on that “street-level”. And one with intelligence would have to come down to their level in order for them to be able to relate to them. They are not equipped enough mentally to rise from where they are. And the thing about it is that the junkies think that they are the one who is smart and, that you are the dumb one!

There is a whole lot of information that i could give on the street people, nevertheless, it would take quite a few pages rather then a single post so I’ll just continue on with just a few more brief paragraphs.

From my personal experience with particular street people have been their ongoing jealousy toward me.

They are indeed sick but one will never truly know the depth of their sickness until they experience it in such a way as i have. They’ve tried at numerous attempts to bring down my character simply because I’ve talked about them and their lifestyle in ways that they didn’t like and couldn’t handle because it was the truth.

You see, when you are not one of them (their kind) and you insult them they get very offended because you haven’t been in their same shoes doing the dirt that they have done. So they automatically assume and know when one thinks that they are better than them.

So to retaliate the street people will endeavor to find a way to “put you in their shoes” by trying to make you the victim of what their life is about by literally ruining you. However, it all depends on the individual target.

Most street people are weak-minded and easily influenced so someone else of that nature will be easy to pull down. A strong-minded, intelligent person of substance and back bone on the other hand is a totally different story. They will be unaffected by the nonsense as the street-life is a whole different life and experience from what they are accustomed to but not necessarily unfamiliar with.

Yes, my street enemies have went around my town trying to defame my character by making up outrageous lies hoping that it would affect me. Unfortunately for them their efforts did not faze me, if anything it inspired me to be even more determined to go out and accomplish the many things in life that i do want to achieve.

And that also inspired them to interfere with certain jobs that i was suppose to get by trying to give me a bad name.

They never stop. They don’t want to lose at their games. But they loss this one because i was never a player in their world.

They’d like for me to have no means of financial support for myself so i could become a bum out in the streets. Too bad they don’t know that day will never come for me. I believe in a higher power, and a power that will dig them in the same exact grave they have dug for me. And they are the one’s who will be buried in it.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/09/02/street-people/

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Halitosis

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Wednesday, October 18, 2006 at 4:22 PM EDT

A long while ago there was this guy named Mike who had a crackhead brother named James who’d go around telling big lies just to hold a conversation. Their last name was Hayward and their father was suppose to be some kind of plumber.

Well anyway, a pipe needed to be cut and repaired inside of my family’s upstairs bathroom during the winter of the year 1999. It had to do with a radiator we had and we weren’t able to get any heat within our entire house so we were all freezing. Mike was supposedly trying to follow in his father’s footsteps by doing plumbing work. James, who we’d known for a long time brought over his brother Mike, who we’d just met to fix the pipe an help get us some heat.

While Mike was suppose to be doing his work he was too busy profiling and cracking jokes to try to be funny. But instantly i didn’t find him to be attractive or amusing.

When Mike finished one part of the work he’d done for the night my mother paid him sixty dollars then served him and his brother James a plate of food. You know, it beat spending a arm and a leg to hire a “real plumber”.

After the guys ate they watched a movie on cable with us and immediately my mother and i picked up on how Mike was attracted to me. I didn’t like the way he was making himself too comfortable around me. I read him right away as like i do most people.

That night passed.

James came over on one of his visits without Mike, saying how we were going to be seeing a lot of his brother because he was liking me but James knew that i wasn’t interested in his brother because later on James admitted to me and my mother that Mike was angry do to the fact that i didn’t want him.

He even talked about Mike to us saying that Mike was stupid and that he was always laying up with different women. I learned that Mike was born under the sign Pisces so most of them are weak for sex anyway.

In between time when Mike was coming by my house back then he tried to push himself on me and that made me mad because i didn’t desire him at all. Every time he’d go to speak to me i had to turn my head because his breath smelled so very bad. It literally smelled like shit. I’ve smelled plenty of peoples bad breath but i had never smelled no shit like that before.

He had the nerve to ask my mother “where’s my baby at?” talking about me as he was making his way up the steps to the room that i was in. I overheard him.

Mike was moving way too fast! He acted as if he just knew we were going to be together and that pissed me off even more because to me he was no good kind of catch at all.

Mike considered himself to be a cute guy, however, i didn’t see where at. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and to me Mike was ugly. His physique was very unappealing to me. He was sized bigger at the top than he was at the bottom. He wasn’t proportioned right. And he carried his ass on his back. Mike had one of those “back butts”. Mike was also poor with his outer bodily hygiene he was funky around his neck area.

All of those stupid women that he’d messed with must have filled up his head, making him think that he was hot stuff and some type of hunk.

The way that i saw it the women Mike was messing around with had to be ugly women because in my opinion no very attractive woman such as myself would want to be running after and then falling all over him. He was nothing to fall all over at.

Out of curiosity i asked James one night how do the women Mike runs around with look like and he just confirmed what i already knew, “they’re all black and bruised” he told me in return.

I know that James is a big liar but he wasn’t lying about that! I know what i can believe and not believe when words come from a liar.

I had took a ride with Mike out to Home Depot to buy a new lock for my front door. On the way back he stopped off at a gas station and bought a little bottle of Scope mouthwash but that didn’t help his problem. I still smelled his rotten breath.

When we returned home he called himself putting on the lock then fucked it up by breaking it. He opened it up by going inside of it with a screwdriver then screwed it back up to put it on the door then called himself fixing a lock. Every time my mother and i would put our key inside the keyhole the whole lock would turn around in a circle. We had to re- purchase a brand new lock and i had to sufficiently put the lock up on our door.

Mike had the nerve to want three thousand dollars to finish the bathroom pipe. He didn’t get shit! He couldn’t even put a lock on the door. It took him hours just to cut the pipe when he first came to my house.

What i read about Mike is that he was a nothing looking for a woman to take care of him. What he needed to do was to go to a doctor to take care of that nasty breath of his.

Do you know that my mother broke down and called a real plumber who came to our house and did the pipe work in just a snap! I still remember to this day. The guy was a young very attractive Italian who had a appealing physique. He was healthy and everything was set in the right place.

The man was very professional and that made me think about how much i couldn’t stand Mike.

People who really got it “going on” don’t need to try to be more than what they are and what they’re not because they already know and just be themselves.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/halitosis/

Rumors

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Wednesday, October 04, 2006 at 11:27 PM EDT

People have been telling lies since the beginning of time so they are definitely not going to stop now. No doubt, a lot of people are very nosy and love gossip. They gossip over anything, usually about a lot of silly shit. Some will say that everybody gossips. There is a big difference between having a discussion and straight out gossiping.

Most people who like to sit around waiting to hear and spread vicious rumors are pathetic, miserable people who don’t have a life of their own. They are full of envies and petty jealousies over the people that they talk about. As soon as gossip is spread about them though they can’t handle it and most of the time it is because what’s spread about them is the truth so they get mad and spread lies on others who are above them.

I have never spread rumors. I spread the truth.

And i, just like many others, have been the victim of quite a few ridiculous rumors. I’ve heard people say that they would go home and cry over lies that was said about them. I have never shed a tear over lies people told on me. Some of them may have pissed me off very much because i knew what they were trying to do but their talk didn’t affect me because i knew what was circulating was nowhere near the truth.

I know that it does hurt a lot of good people when others hear negative things that are false regarding them then they listen to it and may act accordingly to it. Treating them unfairly, and some of them got the nerve because they are the ones who actually have the dirt on them and the ones they criticize are the innocent ones.

The way i look at the matter is if you know who you are and you know what you did and did not do you shouldn’t give a fuck. People are going to talk about you anyway. Whether you do good or bad. Fuck them!

I scoff and laugh at people who spread rumors about me. I’m better than all of them. I can go and walk around anywhere holding my head up as high up in the sky as i want to because i haven’t done a damn thing! And if i had i’d still be strong enough to pick up and keep moving because i don’t do things that i’d be ashamed of.

People have all type of reasons why they make up lies and spread rumors. Most of the time it is done out of jealousy, hatred, ignorance, and sickness.

One time i hung out with this older woman who came out of jail a long time ago. Her name was Venus. The next thing that i knew people were assuming that because i was a good person and that she was a bad person that i was trying to help her get on her feet or something to that nature. The woman herself even went around lying, telling people that i was trying to save her. Save her from what? I don’t know what they were talking about. It was all news to me. That was a petty lie, unless she was really that dumb enough to perceive that through her own misunderstanding.

Then, later on, i was suppose to had went with her boyfriend (had a relationship with him). And then i became a ho’. And so on, an so on.

See, they are all crazy! And they are suppose to be grown folks. That’s why the dummy and her nigger both have been looking like skeletons for a while now and are rapidly dying from Aids.

You know, the truth always comes out no matter how long it may take. I don’t have no Aids and never had any other diseases for that matter.

That says a whole lot because they hung themselves with their own ropes.

People need to think about what they lie about before they do it. Their shit didn’t add up and now their being eaten up. I knew that they had Aids a long time ago and was waiting until the day for it to really show. I look at Venus and Omar and gloat like crazy. That is what they get for being so jealous of me, a death sentence.

It’s just sad when people’s lives get ruined over shit that they know is not true.

Since most of the time lies spread faster than the truth it gets to them how those who fall for the lies believe in it, and it bothers them how people think of them. I can’t get into any of that shit because it is a waste of energy. It’s not real so why pay any attention to it.

The way i keep looking at it is that they are living in a land of make-believe and i am in reality and i got to keep moving on because i’m not a sick person.

Some probably are making up rumors about why i write blogs. Is that going to discourage me from blogging? No way! I write because i am a natural born writer. I was told that the gift i have would be used to help people even though i did not set out to do so. I just followed the calling. It’s a talent. I’m not trying and never have tried to prove anything to anyone.

I don’t beg people to read my blogs. If nobody likes what i have to say they don’t have to visit and read my writings. I didn’t even tell people that i had blogs they found out on their own. I am expressing myself and i’m going to keep doing it.

And this may sound crazy but if i never got any visitors i’d still post.That is one of the major reasons i don’t and will continue not to be bothered with too many people because they are so stupid and ignorant, jealous, and inferior and not worth my time and energy.

I’m much, much happier being by myself, doing what i like.

Even when i am on my job i keep mostly to myself. So everybody can go on an keep talking while i’ll still be way ahead because i’ve been gone!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/rumors/

Garbage

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Thursday, September 28, 2006 at 1:49 PM EDT

No doubt, i was born a person of substance and there is no way in the world that i will ever have any regard or respect for those who are worthless. And i’m talking about the trash, of course. I’m tired of living around them, i’m tired of working around them.

I detected what they were from a very young age and ever since then i’ve always had a deep hatred for them.

I resent God for giving them life and if he had any sense he’d correct his mistake by opening up the grounds around them to let them all be swallowed up to their magnificent death.

There is a definite pattern when it comes to their physical appearance, attitude, and behavior. And no matter how much they dress up or what position they may hold at work it is still obvious to tell just how much they aren’t shit.

It is no secret how i feel about them knuckleheads. They are incompetent, sick-minded, and ignorant. And they really kill me how they think if they talk about you severely it’s suppose to mean something and be effective.

I’m a person of substance. Those people don’t count to me.What they say doesn’t mean shit to me!

They can go around talking and trying to turn as many against me as they want and i’ll say “more power to you” because anybody who listens to people like that are just as fucked up as they are and are doing me a favor by keeping their distance. I don’t want no type of trash in my life and in my world!

I should keep my mouth shut but i am going to write this because it is the truth about how i feel and because i don’t care. I came close to killing a mother fucker years ago. One of those nothings. I tried to smother the mother fucker and it felt so good. The only thing is it happened to be a guy who was built a little stronger than me.

See, i’m little in size but i do have a good amount of physical strength and the position where i had him in was perfect. I had a good grip on him. But he struggled until he broke free and he was scared because even though he may have been able to over power me physically i absolutely had and showed no fear.

I was serious, pissed off ,and burning with a passion to get rid of his ass.

I’m in no way joking or trying to be big and bad i am very serious when it comes to my dislike for those types of people. I was born under the sign Taurus and we are very strong people who have violent tempers when we are provoked enough.

I don’t get into the business of others because it never concerns me. When i’m at my job i do my work. I live my life the way i want to and nothing is going to change me. I have my own views, beliefs, and directions about life and my powers are leading me securely.

I don’t care who may think that i’m stupid or a psychopath. I am very special and very wise.

And i am here in this crazy world for a very strong purpose even though i don’t want to be considering the way that it is. I feel i belong in a much better place, nevertheless, i can be here and am here without actually being a part of this because i’m definitely no part of this world.

No matter how i feel i know i have a very long life to live here on earth to experience more of the things that i deserve and am entitled to. And my one an only problem is not life itself, but what is a lot of other peoples problem also, and that is “garbage”.

Yes, they definitely need to go. They all need to be destroyed.

I’m so in tune that my spirit rejects their presence when they’re around me. It lets me know the depth of what they are and how they need to be on a planet of their very own if they really have to exist at all.

They don’t know how to mind their own business, they are big liars, they’re envious and jealous of everybody, they’re petty, they are trouble, and they make me sick.

I really enjoy it when them types are out of view, their auras are dark. Most of them are the devil’s children (demonic) and they need to go straight to hell.

The garbage keep on multiplying and infesting the world with their children and they keep fucking up the world even though it’s already fucked up.

I’d never give birth to one of those things. I’d be very, very particular who’s sperm to get pregnant by.

No matter what goes on or how many fall under i will always be one to be counted on when it comes to cleaning up, getting rid of, and preventing as much of the stinking “garbage” from the further contamination of the world.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/garbage/

I’m Steps Ahead

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Thursday, September 21, 2006 at 9:15 AM EDT

As some may know at birth i was born with a double veil which means that i have very strong spiritual abilities. Aside from already being intelligent the reason i have so much knowledge is because i am a very accurate clairvoyant.

This is the month of September, there is only about three and a half more months left before a new year comes in and still my enemies won’t stop endeavoring to destroy me. I’m so tired of having to mention them but they just won’t leave me alone.

I don’t write about each an everything they do and have done but i write about a great deal of their actions because they definitely need to be exposed and because i’m not afraid to and will continue to speak on the things going on in the world that aren’t right.

While there are some in the world aware of my enemies wrongdoings due to their own experiences or through the experiences of others or through things that get wind there are still a great deal who aren’t aware and Divine Spirit may be using me to get the word out to deserving people who are in the dark.

I know i am not the only one who these type of sick people are doing this to it just so happens that i’m a spiritually gifted person who is well aware an in tune with what is going on around me. And i also have a significant source of protection in my favor that my enemies don’t seem and choose to accept.

Obviously they have greatly underestimated my strength, knowledge, power, and purpose. I am set way apart from them and this world-if not they would have been had me by now. They’ll never get me. No one can stop what my higher power almighty “Orisha” puts out!

I am a person who is pure in heart and in mind.

I don’t, and never have smoked, indulged in drugs or alcohol, and i don’t have sexual relations with anyone and that is my business. It is who i am what keeps me strong and standing. My physical self as well as spiritual-but more so my spiritual self because my spirit has got me the way that i am.

I’m truly a good person. This is all a part of my character. I live a clean life which causes no strains in my life because i am naturally this way. In the same it is in a way making me a target.

The way that i am may be foreign to a lot of people but i feel the same way about them. Their way of life is foreign to me and i may think of some of their lifestyles as crazy nevertheless i don’t care.

To me, smoking is stupid, alcohol unnecessary, and men the easiest thing to stay away from.

Now, i don’t knock anybody for what they do because i don’t do it, it’s just i don’t stand for any belittlement for the way how i live my life especially since i’m very proud of the person i was born to be.

This past Sunday and Monday things got a little heated “as far as my enemies are concerned”.

They started their usual crap when they “think” they’re “doing something”. I guess they spent a lot of time indulging in their chanting and candle burning to try to have an affect on my emotions that never really works on me anyway. So when they see me they proceed with talk that is suppose to make me paranoid, nervous, or feel down.

You see, i’ve always known these things because i’m fed knowledge through spirits and intelligence.

Within those two days, as soon as i came into their view, they began referring to me in a sexual nature. In other words insinuating that i’m a wild sex-crazed person who sleeps around all of the time.

As smart as i am i don’t understand why they stay on this particular subject when it comes to them using witchcraft to try to bring me down. With all of the other lies that they can use to say at me they stay on this whore tip. They don’t make any utterances about me being a crackhead, lesbian, or thief. It’s always mostly about me being the big whore that they absolutely wish i was. And it’s so interesting since i know i have never actually done any of the things they are describing yet they feel it should bother me.

So on Monday night when a small crowd finished uttering things about me which never existed i overheard one say to another “It’s not working”.

And, the other responded “It’s okay” or “Don’t worry about it” something to that nature.

They gave themselves away!

Why should it work on me? What they are doing is crazy. They even got certain people on my job going along with it by acting stupid. How can i get paranoid or feel down about things that don’t have anything to do with me? Shit they all created?

Like i mentioned before they have greatly underestimated me.

I know they want me to have a mental and emotional breakdown but i never have, i’m far from it, and so on to them. I wonder how many people they’ve succeeded with who didn’t know any better. It is such a shame. I hope more an more people catch on to these type of sick peoples games because for so many years they have been destroying the lives of so many good people who may have thought that they were crazy due to the subtlety of this matter.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/im-steps-ahead/

Hatred

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Thursday, August 03, 2006 at 12:58 AM EDT

I’ve heard some people say that it isn’t good or healthy for one to go around carrying hate in their heart. And that it’s a waste of time to hate when it comes to feeling that particular way towards another person because they may not know how you feel about them.

I say that may be true for some but not for all.

I have hatred for certain people in the world and it’s not the hate itself that is the problem it is not being able to do anything with the hatred. Nasty things that we may want to do to people may get us in serious trouble and things that we may want to happen to them sometimes don’t.

And those who may hate us also often feel the same way. So to me it’s not the hatred that is agitating it is when you’re not able to put your hatred into action.

Everyone is an individual so people have their own minds.

I personally don’t focus on the people i hate every day. It’s sometimes when one of them or their kind fucks with me or someone who shares my opinions that makes me think of what needs to be done to them. Otherwise i’m fine.

Hatred does not interfere in my happiness because it’s a come and go thing.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/hatred/

Jealousy In The Family

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006 at 1:12 PM EST

Most jealousy starts at home within the family. And this has been going on since the beginning of time, just like with the story of Cain and Abel. I had the potential and “energy” to make a lot of money from the books that i wrote and most of my big bucks never reached me (a spiritual freeze) because of my two most envious relatives. They never wanted me to have anything.

My great-grandmother Amanda and aunt Tina are two of the dirtiest dogs walking the face of the earth. I call them dogs because they’re not worthy of the title “women”. They’ve tried to have me raped and killed but those things didn’t go through, i was able to avoid those situations.

Amanda and Tina used outsiders to aide them in going against me to try to ruin my life. They lied to some people to get them to go along with doing their dirt. And those particular people fell for the lies because some wouldn’t think that a grandmother would go around lying on their grandchildren to destroy them, and since she was old they probably figured that she knew what she was talking about.

Some people are blinded by age. Others went along with them because they were in the same category as Amanda and Tina, low-down and no good.

Amanda and Tina are both dykes. Well, they’re really bisexual ’cause they mess with men too. They have a lot in common. They were beat up and dogged by men before and mistreated by some who were supposed to be their friends, and they are so sick that they both practice evil voodoo. I’ve never let no man or anybody use and abuse me, people can only do that if you allow them to.

Amanda is jealous of other’s within our family also, not just me, and they know about it because we’ve discussed it. She’s talked about all of us like a dog to one another. But we know she’s just mad that our lives turned out better than her’s. Some man that Amanda use to go with had sex with her when she was young and busted her vagina wide open because his penis was too big and she had to get stitched up. I guess that is enough to make anybody mad but it’s not our fault that she was stupid enough to let some man bang her up so badly. What goes around comes back around and every evil thing that Amanda and Tina did to me and my other family members has caught up with them.

They are both dying from AIDS, a disease that the doctor’s can’t cure. My uncle got his too he died from the disease two years ago. I’ve watched them waste away. The two of them are both miserable and are taking their sins slowly but surely to their grave while we-my other family members and i-still have plenty more life to live harmoniously and without regret. And the sad thing about it is that even though Amanda and Tina have a little bit of time left they are still using it to do more dirt. But the good thing is that they can’t touch us anymore. They never really had total power over us, it’s just that their ability to work evil has finally come to an end.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/jealousy-in-the-family/