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Class Versus Trash

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Friday, February 03, 2006 at 2:37 PM EST

There are all types of people all over the world but is anybody really better than anyone else? My answer is yes. I am sure there are people who would disagree, however, it is a fact.

Everybody is not equal. Everybody doesn’t fit into the same category. There are people who are knuckleheads, they were born to be nothing. And i know because i grew up with and around people like that.

Some of these particular people are in denial they don’t want to accept that they are about nothing. And there are different levels of trash. They try to be more than what they are ( and berate those who actually are the better ones), especially if they have money but money doesn’t make a person. Fancy clothes and a fancy car doesn’t make one anything either. Neither does the color of their skin. It takes character to be somebody.

Knuckleheads are all not necessarily people who hang out on street corners bumming and idling. Some of them have homes and jobs. A lot of them are extremely ignorant yet they think that they’re experts on life. Most of them aren’t capable of doing too many things right because they are worthless. They resort to drugs and alcohol because they can’t cope with their lives and they try to take people who or better down with them if they can.

These knuckleheads love to prey on peoples minds, hoping they are able to mess up a few because somebody was able to mess up their’s. They play so many stupid games and believe nobody can see through it. And when they do get caught they pretend they don’t know what you’re talking about. They are so transparent.They think on a very low level. They can’t function around people with class. They don’t know anything about substance.

All the trash know about is robbing, killing, raping, selling drugs, whoring around, spreading diseases, and lies. And they contaminate the world with their presence. They shouldn’t have life. They are just taking up space. Knuckleheads don’t respond very well to logic, it doesn’t register to them. They’re not intelligent. You have to go down to their stupid level for them to understand what you are explaining.

I’ve always hated the low-life trashy scum of the world, ever since i was a little girl. I loathe them. I can’t express how much i detest them. I can spot their kind a mile away. Most of them have a look. It’s in their mannerism. It’s in their body features and it’s in the way they talk.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/class-versus-trash/

Self Love/Self Esteem

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006 at 3:54 PM EST

If someone puts you down do you feel bad about yourself? If someone doesn’t like the way you look or the way that you live your life do you alter yourself or your ways? Do you change what makes you happy to please somebody else?

When i was a child there were other children who didn’t like me and who criticized me or made fun of me, and as i grew up i learned to be grateful to those experiences because it helped to make me who i am today. Most of the time individuals who go around intentionally trying to hurt others are suffering from their own battles with low self esteem. So they inadvertently tell on themselves by irrationally acting out. Lashing out at another makes them feel good, giving them a false sense of security.

It is sad when some feel that they have to make other people feel bad just to feel good about themselves. Things in life can either make you or break you and i learned at a very early age that i am suppose to love everything about myself even if nobody else does. And i always did! None of us are perfect human beings but you have to put yourself first and never let anybody walk all over you and take advantage of your kindness. There are plenty who will take kindness for weakness.

And a lot of people have some type of insecurity that affects them in their life. Jealousy has never been an insecurity of mine. That is one of the worse things out there. Certain people have always been jealous of me though. So i do know about other peoples insecurities. And when you love yourself ultimately and learn how to carry yourself that way there will be no need for you to be jealous of another.

In general, people should respect themselves and make sure that they are respected by others!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/self-loveself-esteem/

Wisdom

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006 at 3:08 PM EST

Does wisdom really come with age? For some it may, but definitely not for all and i know this from my own experience. Every old person is not wise and every young person is not dumb. I’m not all that young and i’m definitely not old and i have a hell of a lot on the cap! And i’ve seen in life quite a few brilliant young people and a lot of stupid older people.

Don’t get me wrong, i like and respect wise old people who are open-minded and who know what they are talking about but nothing is worse than a ignorant person who won’t listen to reason. When i was a little girl growing up there were people older than me that i hated because they would underestimate me and accuse me of being a way that i wasn’t.

However, there were smarter adults who liked me and could see that i was a very smart and good child who had to grow up around a lot of no good people. And my great-grandmother was one devilish person that i had to grow up around, always interfering in my mother’s life trying to destroy us.

The old bat is still alive. She’s about ninety or ninety-one now. When my “greasy great-granny” was in her early eighties she was still having sexual intercourse, and with a married man. She even let this man take pictures of her as she wore a light-blue see-through negligee. I saw the pictures a while back in the mid-nineties, she was sitting on her couch with her large droopy tits sagging upon her belly rolls that slapped over one another.

My great-grandmother is definitely not a good example of a wise older person, in fact, she’s a dumb old broad. And i’m not going to go any further in explaining by airing dirty laundry it’s not necessary. My point is, one is never too old to learn something in life and a lot of older people may be surprised to find out just how much knowledge someone younger has stored up inside their mind. Sometimes it is what you have experienced within your time and not how much time you’ve experienced!

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

Addiction

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006 at 2:33 PM EST

Last summer i accompanied a relative to the emergency room of a nearby hospital and as we waited in the lobby to be seen by a doctor a young man there who was also waiting to be examined approached the both of us to strike up a conversation.

You know, some people are just like that-friendly. He told us why he’d come in. Supposedly he fell and hurt his shoulder. Anyway, he revealed that he was a crackhead. He said that he loved to smoke crack and that he also dealt crack and claimed that he had a building full of people hooked on the drug, his customers i guess.

When my relative finally got called by a doctor the young man felt comfortable enough to ask me if i’d ever smoked crack or used any type of drug before and my honest answer was no. So he tried to explain the best way he could to me about being addicted to drugs. Why? I don’t know. Maybe it was just something in life that he was going through and wanted or needed to discuss it with a stranger at the moment.

I’ve had other members of my family who were addicted to drugs and i know their behavioral patterns. These particular relatives of mine are nothing but pure low-life scum! Now i don’t feel this way about everyone who use drugs because everybody who use drugs are not the same.

I don’t judge and don’t have the right to judge everyone mainly because their on or dabble with drugs. I haven’t walked in everybody’s shoes so i don’t always know what may inspire them to do certain things. You don’t have to go through the exact same thing in life to be able to relate to a person or their circumstance. In many ways we are all the same, learning and growing no matter how old we are.

I personally knew good people who used drugs and i had respect for them because when we hung out together they never offered me any of their “stuff ” knowing that it was something that i did not do. Misery often likes company and some will try to get you to do what they do knowing that it’s not your usual thing. People have different reasons for using drugs.

From what i’ve heard about crack is that the first high is the ultimate high and from then on the feeling gets dead and that the people continue to smoke the crack-pipe to reach that same ultimate high which they can’t seem to find again.

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

Talk

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006 at 1:46 PM EST

People are going to talk about you whether you do good or whether you do bad. And people spread lies about people each and every day. People will smile in your face and then talk behind your back. Jealousy and envy are two of the worst things in life and often creates much hatred.

The way that i see it if you don’t like somebody stay away from them. If you can’t be happy for them stay away from them. I’m the type if i have something to say about someone i have the guts to tell them to their face i’ve always been like that. And if someone has so much to say about me behind my back go ahead just as long as you tell the truth!

There is one thing that i’ve always hated in life and that is a liar. Some people are so sick that they will believe their own lies. I am thirty years old going on thirty-one and i have never cared what people said or thought about me, i never let people interfere with my well-being.

A lot of people say they don’t care about what others say or think about them but when it really comes down to it some of them really do care. I’ve been tested many times in my life by jealous people who tried to bring me down with their bull-crap.

People in my neighborhood had the nerve to spread rumors about me running around with lots of different men then catching herpes and AIDS, all that didn’t faze me one bit especially since those were the things that they were doing and the nasty diseases that they actually have. They thought by spreading those lies i would feel bad and stay inside my house but how could i feel bad about something that i know i never did or never had? I don’t even have sex.

My advice to all those who are the victim of envious jealous people is to keep your head up and continue on with your business, day to day activities, and the things that make you happy in your life.

A lie may make you very angry but remember that you must be a very important person for a bunch of people to take out time in their lives to put a lot of their energy into trying to bring you down. If they can’t keep your name out their mouth and you are not bothering anybody you’re worth a million, and should flaunt it!

And that should make you even more determined to want to get ahead in life because obviously these particular people are going nowhere but to jail! I see them all the time standing in the same spot- on a corner, in front of their houses, talking about nothing. And most of these people be grown men with no jobs.There is absolutely nothing wrong with constructive criticism that can be helpful but no the difference when someone is trying to improve you because they care about you or if they are just insulting you to try to discourage you.

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

Sex Without Emotion

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Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 3:20 PM EST

To some people sex has meaning. I’ve heard women say that a lot of emotions go into having intercourse and i don’t understand that.

To me, sex is a mind thing. I don’t see how a man sticking his penis up inside of a woman’s vagina is an expression of love.

I’ve even heard that some women will fall in love with a man after being pleasured greatly by sex. And, i don’t understand that either. I don’t see how people let sexual sensations affect their emotions. What does one have to do with the other?

It seems to me that sex is nothing but a feeling and a penis is not necessarily needed to experience pleasure. Every woman does not feel sensations from a man’s penis during sexual intercourse.

The clitoris can satisfy a woman when a man cannot and that has nothing to do with emotion or love.

If i was to engage in sexual behavior my only worthwhile reason for doing so would be for reproductive purposes. I don’t have to love, care, or have an attraction for someone to make a baby with them. I would just be sacrificing my body to get what i want and i don’t see no better reason than for a child.

There are people who believe that if a woman has sex with a man that she has no feelings for she’s being whorish. And she is considered a bad girl. Men do it all of the time but it is accepted. Some men can’t handle the thought of a woman who is naturally able to go to bed with them without having any emotions attached.

Well it exists, and i’m living proof.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/sex-without-emotion/

Witchcraft/Streetcraft

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Witchcraft/Streetcraft
Monday, January 30, 2006 at 10:28 AM EST

Voodoo is practiced among millions of people all over the world. To some it is a religion, a way to achieve something ordinarily unattainable to them, or to harm someone.

An old evil street-game involves the use of “Brujeria” a Spanish word for witchcraft that is a part of Santeria and Obeah. Often, a big evil spell called the “tie” which is to bind or destroy someone is invoked. “Brujeria” is a blockage. A negative energy prohibiting one from succeeding in all aspects of their life, and to make them look bad in the public eye.

These sick people take a picture or personal item of their victim and then take their belongings out into the woods and do animal sacrifices. Chickens are mostly used in their rituals. Snakes are also used sometimes. The blood from snakes are used in killing hurts. Once a spell is cast through casual contact with an item that has been conjured to unleash evil spirits to the intended victim, the street-trash begin with their game.

They harass their victim in the streets to make them paranoid if they want them to have a breakdown of some sort. They spread evil lies and gossip, and put negative thoughts and ideas into their minds to also bring them down.

Santeria changes one’s destiny, preventing them from enjoying the natural life and happiness that was preordained for them. It interferes with relationships by turning people against you, it can stop one from having children, making money, having a career and so on. It can really slow down a progression.

“Brujeria” can make one mentally or physically ill. A medical doctor won’t be able to detect what may appear as an illness because Santeria is not a medical problem it is spiritual. Only a “special” person or a person educated about Voodoo can detect when someone is “crossed”

These low-lifes do this mainly out of envy and jealousy. Most of them have screwed up their lives and hate to see someone else who is happy and living their life the right way. It is very sad that because of their own feelings of inadequacy they want to ruin another instead of accepting whatever shortcomings that they may have and try to better themselves.

The street-trash don’t have anything going on for them in their lives, they are just here in the world taking up space. These sickos need to die!

Luckily, there is a “Divine Spirit” up in the spiritual realm who puts an end to the work of evildoers.He makes their wicked devices of none effect. They worship inferior forces -which is the devil and his demons, using their limited powers to harm others. The low-lifes laugh at their victims as they are doing them in. They are very confident about getting the results that they want since they may have “crossed” more than one person in the past and destroyed them.

But just like other things in life “Brujeria” can backfire. And the evil spell goes back ten times worse than how it was sent out. And as the low-life people believe they’ve won, thinking that they’re getting away with the dirt that was done, they get struck with a very big blow!

They fail to realize that “Divine Spirit” is in charge, he is the only supreme force who is in control of all particular things, making all their sick efforts in vain.

He gives them just enough rope to hang themselves. But they’re too stupid to see their own downfall in the making. They think that their victim is the stupid one as they continue on working their witchcraft, actually believing they are the ones in control of things.

And that’s when their own feet are taken in the net that they prepared for someone else!

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

Name-Calling

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Monday, January 30, 2006 at 9:53 AM EST

Words such as “Bitch” or “Slut” seem to be a verbal weapon among many, especially from a man towards a woman. But do those words really have any significance? Not to me they don’t!

The only power a person gets by saying those words is the power that you give to them.

Those type of words do offend a lot of women. But if you really dig down deep into it, words like that are stupid and don’t have to be hurtful. By putting emphasis on them then you give them meaning. And that can go for any word someone may throw at you as an insult.

Remember, even if someone thinks that you are putting up a front because you don’t respond to their nonsense keep ignoring them, that way of thinking is just a result of their own small-mindedness.

A great mind doesn’t have time to store garbage that does not apply to them! Never place value on idle words.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/26/name-calling/

Special Wisdom

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Thursday, April 13, 2006 at 4:17 PM EDT

I’ve always been able to take large peeks into the future. And no, that at all does not make me a genius. But it does make me very aware of what i can expect to happen in my life and in the lives of certain others.

All of my years here on earth i’ve been criticized, misjudged, lied on, hated, and the object of much envy and jealousy among some just like a lot of others have.

One thing i know to count on though and that is i eventually come out on top regardless of the trials i have to sometimes go through or the peoples predictions of what me and my life will turn out to be.

There have been older people in their fifties who were beneath me and who had the nerve to talk down to me, telling me that because they were older than me that made them more knowledgeable and more experienced when it came to going through things. They were sheer fools when they spoke those words to me!

I, one of the people down here on earth who can tell them all about the life that they think they’ve lived and what they will live ahead, am experienced in a way they’ll never know and they need to be more respectful toward people who are able to stir up that type of power.

I feel i’ve been here before, and when i die i don’t want to come back again. I don’t think i know everything because i don’t, but i do know a lot and nothing in this world really excites or surprises me. I’m just making do until “Divine Spirit” uses me for whatever it is that he wants me to do, and brings me into whatever it is that is meant.

And i admit that while i kill time here, it gets boring going over the same shit with certain kinds of people that i already know the answers to, i’m not learning anything new through their actions and way of life as i watch them. And, maybe i just don’t care! I’d benefit more from those who have and seek foundation, we all learn and grow when we’re on that path.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/special-wisdom/

God

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Thursday, April 13, 2006 at 3:56 PM EDT

It is said that nobody is above God and that we are not suppose to ask “why?” Why things have to be the way they are, and why whatever else.

And i may cross the line when i say this but i feel that i do have the right to ask why because life isn’t fair and because i didn’t ask to come into this world. It is not doing me any great favor by me being here that i should go along with the way life is.

I know none of us are suppose to be “perfect” in God’s eyes and that none of us truly see things the way that he does because we are suppose to be incapable of comprehending his knowledge.

And me, being human, of course do not like all of the rules that he sets and i guess it’s because we’re all born into “so call” sin and are suppose to be sinners by nature.

I feel some things that God sees as a sin should not be. Nevertheless, it is also said that God gives us his laws to abide by not to make us unhappy but for our protection. Very few of his rules maybe i can accept with no problem, and there are the rest that i strongly disagree with.

To be even more honest though. I always thought the bible to be one of the sickest books that i’ve ever read. And as a spiritual person by birth and by nature i have never truly felt any connection with this “God” and have uncovered things about him and life ( things i have always speculated since childhood ) that i will not disclose.

Contrary to the bible and popular belief life (definitely my life in particular) is so much purer, happier, better, fulfilling and peaceful without him.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/god/

A Peace Of Mind

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Thursday, April 13, 2006 at 3:43 PM EDT

My spirit doesn’t take too well to negativity. And that goes for negative people as well as negative things. Even though i was able to survive many types of negativity that was set before me by demented individuals i totally despise having to be around it.

There is a particular feeling i’ve experienced on more than one occasion. It’s an intense feeling of natural pure ecstasy. A genuine exalted rapture. And no matter what may be going on around me at the time the mood cannot be spoiled.

I don’t know if there is a name for it but it definitely is spiritual and i wish that i could feel that way all of the time. Unfortunately, in reality nobody feels a great deep mystical emotional high everyday so maybe it’s just a temporary sign of what’s to come eventually.

In the meantime, i’ll settle for the little things that mean a lot to me and make me happy. And, that is being independent! I like to be alone, i like to do things on my own, and when i choose to be around a small number of people they are of genuinely good quality because i am very particular.

It may sound snobbish but my tolerance is very low. I was that way when i was younger-now it’s even worse. I can’t be bothered with what i don’t like and i don’t care at what stake.

Nothing is more important than my well-being. I don’t put up with idle gossip, trouble, and people who are a waste of my time. And those are the few things that contribute to me having a Peace Of Mind.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/a-peace-of-peace/

Spiritual Healing

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Monday, March 27, 2006 at 4:28 PM EST

I’m Not Saying That I Believe In Christianity Or Serve The God Of The Bible So According To Those Scriptures:

Anyone familiar with religion or spirituality knows that God’s holy spirit heals any and everything. Many people know and believe that Jesus cured people from all types of diseases, ailments and demon possessions when he was alive on earth many years ago.

But some don’t believe that Jesus and his father works that way with us nowadays; though he still does. He’s not here in person. He’s here in spirit and he works the same by himself and through others. In 1 Corinthians, all throughout chapters 12, 13, and 14 the bible backs up every one of the gifts which God gives out to people.

And there are those who receive the holy spirit then get healed and have the power to heal others.

Evil principalities are the cause of many afflictions that interfere in the lives of people. With the great amount of devil worshippers who bow down to false idols to do witchcraft more and more people need spiritual healing.

Now What I, Miss LaToya Know And Believe:

A specific result of voodoo that is in some cases not too serious is the manifestation of skin eruptions.

Witchcraft makes things appear natural or by chance to those who don’t know any better. Illnesses are made to look like common problems that affect anyone. Some people develop itchy rashes or sore pimples. Some women even experience excessive bleeding from their vagina so that it seems to be a menstrual or menopausal problem.

One particular affect of voodoo that i’ve noticed since i was a child that stands out in the sickliest way is when practitioners tamper with a person’s complexion. For some reason i don’t understand-they like to make peoples faces break out then play on their mind about it. I know this for a fact.

To me, if a person has a few pimples on their body it’s no big deal. However, to those doing the witchcraft it is, or is suppose to be a big deal and they want to make it a big concern for their victim.

Like i said before, it stands out as one of the most sickliest things with them. They try to get their victim to believe they’re unattractive and defected to knock down their self-esteem when all along it was them who caused what is really nothing drastic in the first place.

These people usually work skin lesions through putting voodoo substances in peoples food. I’ve mentioned the “skin eruption trick” for ones who may be in the dark, thinking they have a medical problem that others criticize them about, because it’s done to have people pick at them out of ignorance. For people to exaggerate the condition when most of the time there is nothing wrong with their skin.

It all can be healed with faith in your own “beliefs” but it is important not to give in to the “mind game” of feeling self-conscious and taking blame for having a phony physical complex created purely by the sickos who want satisfaction.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/spiritual-healing/

Demons

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Wednesday, March 22, 2006 at 6:59 PM EST

I had a very insightful dream two or three years ago. There were demons actually walking around here on earth disguised as people. And they were after me and certain other people.

What i believe this dream was telling me was that people down here on earth are carrying the mark of the beast (666), and are seeking the souls of opposite followers. Since the devil has such little time left he wants to recruit and take as many down to hell with him as he can. And i believe it!

 

Post Comment (1) Comments

I agree! I had a friend, he was nice and everything (I thought!). I was friends with him for a long time…untill he told me he worshiped the Devil. Its so sad what Saten is doing to people. There ARE demons among us, I believe that, it makes me feel terible at that thought, but it IS true.

Posted by wolfmaiden on Monday, March 27, 2006 5:33 PM EST

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/demons/

Prayers/Blessings

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Wednesday, March 22, 2006 at 2:59 PM EST

I’m strong in prayer. In the past, nearly everything that i prayed for came to me.

I’ve had my trials and tribulations. And i’ve had my fun and happiness-in fact, i still do. Everything is not always bad. Some good people experience many afflictions, and we go through them to make us strong enough to endure the things that are ahead of us.

There are prayers and meditations i’ve uttered that haven’t came yet but i know they’re on the way no matter how things look or how long it may take.

I’ve visioned, and often felt the things i want making a transition over into my life. And i will continue to wait until all of those things fully arrive.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/prayersblessings/

Victorious!

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Wednesday, March 22, 2006 at 2:51 PM EST

My enemies are still at it, trying their hardest to prevent me from enjoying the life that i was destined to have. I am so sick and tired of them. I wish they’d all drop dead.

I feel them as they make efforts to get inside of my mind to control my thoughts and affect my emotions. I am the only one who is in control of me, except for Divine Spirit. I’m always aware when my enemies want me to not be strong, not be confident, not be happy, and not have any hope through their workings of “roots”. This shit has been going on too long and i’m about to put an end to it for good.

For a while now there has been a conspiracy against me where more and more sickos get involved when certain things don’t go as they plan. I’ve never feared any of my enemies, i’ve just felt hatred for them. I hate them more than they could ever hate me.

People who acted friendly toward me were down with doing me harm but i was aware of them lying on me and trying to set me up behind my back to trap me, i had to play the part also. It wasn’t wise for me to let them know that i was on to them at the time. So i’d throw them off with things and they’d fall for my words and actions, thinking they’d had me, or found a weak spot.

And, while my enemies continue to laugh at me, speak badly about me, and plot against me i’ll be prevailing regardless of how they may see things. They don’t want to accept defeat because there are and were so many of them and because they worked so hard to conquer me. But as always i overcame. I defeated them.

And as they perpetually endeavor to ruin my life i will ruthlessly destroy theirs. They’ve pushed me to the limits so now it is time for me to explode on them with every bit of spiritual energy that i possess!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/victorious/

Vibes

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Saturday, March 11, 2006 at 4:20 PM EST

People have instincts. Some get hints, gut feelings, whatever you want to call it. Then you have those who can actually feel another person’s emotions. It can pierce so deep that their emotions may seem to be your own, but they’re not.

That is just a part of being spiritually sensitive. Keenly picking up on what another person is going through. You may just hear someone speak an individual’s name, see that person walk into a room, or just be thinking about them.

There could be an object belonging to a person that you may touch then you can receive information relating to them.

You can listen to the tone of someone’s voice and know their personal business, what they said about you behind your back, or what someone said to them about you. They could be talking or just having a conversation regarding something entirely different than what you’re being informed of.

Body language is something that anybody can read. But when you’re spiritually sensitive you can see and feel deeper.

A person can be standing right next to you, not saying a word, or standing a block away within your sight, and you can’t hear what’s going on around them yet pick up on their situation.

And to go even deeper, you don’t have to see, hear, think, or be anywhere around any particular person and place but know what exactly is being said and done!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/vibes/

My Power/Ability

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Saturday, March 11, 2006 at 4:06 PM EST

When i was two and a half years of age my mother taught me to read. When i was three i learned to write. And, at the age of three is when i first began to take notice of my psychic powers. I didn’t exactly know what the abilities were i just knew whatever i saw, thought, or heard would end up happening not so long after.

I’d never spoke to anyone about it during that early age. What i was experiencing came natural as breathing. By the time i was seven i thought having visions, reading thoughts, and sensing things before they occurred was something that everybody had. I was very young, i didn’t know. But my mother knew about me. She told me all the time how gifted i was, she observed it in me early. I didn’t know what being gifted meant, though. My mother also has certain spiritual abilities.

I saw my first spirit at the age of three.

When i turned seven i was honored in the auditorium of my elementary school for being one of the most exceptional readers attending there. When i was ten i past tests that high school students couldn’t pass. My IQ was tested when i was fourteen and the results came out above average. And i have an outstanding comprehension. So anybody who would consider me crazy for the way that i think, feel, or behave about certain things would have to put a “handle on it”. They’d have to call me knowledgeably crazy!

In the year of 1982, my evil wicked great-grandmother took my mother and i to one of those Botanica stores. She had this Haitian man read my mother’s palm then had him dress up a candle for her to take home to burn. We didn’t live with my great-grandmother, we were visiting her in Manhattan at the time.

So when my mother brought the candle home to burn i had got a very bad feeling but i didn’t speak up about it. I was only seven. My mother would’ve listened to me. She never underestimated me because of my age. But that is one thing i regret and have hated about myself, sometimes not speaking up when i get the inkling that something is wrong. And, doing something when i knew better.

This has followed me to adulthood, however, i put a stop to it. It is said that some things are better left unsaid. I’ll say everything i feel should be said nowadays. I’ve always spoken my mind i just speak it a little more.

Anyway, after the candle burned for seven days negative things started to happen in our life. I noticed that something was trying to block me from succeeding in school, and when it couldn’t all of a sudden all of my classmates who use to like me turned against me. People harassed my mother in the streets trying to encourage her to have a nervous breakdown, then my teenage aunt got gang-raped.

My great-grandmother worked witchcraft on us to prevent us from succeeding in our life.

We struggled with “Brujeria” for a long while. My mother was and still is a very intelligent woman and so am i. My great-grandmother hates us for what we have and what we were able to achieve.

As i get older, my powers get even stronger.

Certain sick people see me as a threat so they joined in with my great-grandmother and one of my aunts to try to block my spiritual powers and to literally destroy me. I’m not going to get into all of the details as to what went on, however, i will let you know that Divine Spirit works in ways that are incredibly awesome!

Not everybody believes in witchcraft and not everybody believes in people having innate supernatural abilities and experiences.

They believe it is myth or mere delusion due to a mental illness.

I know the real deal.

I have a neighbor who’s mother was born with a veil and she inherited the power of seeing spirits. She’s eighty-six years of age now and has much experience with spiritual matters. She told my mother how people killed her sister by working witchcraft.

I feel sorry for the people who are in the dark about these things.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/my-power/

Me, Myself, And I

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Sunday, March 05, 2006 at 4:42 PM EST

I love being a woman. I don’t know anything else. I love my breasts and i love my vagina, they belong to me. Carnal knowledge of a man does not make me a woman. Not wanting a man does not make me a lesbian. I am who i am, and who i am comes from within.

Born a female does not mean that i am weak, vulnerable, or docile. And it doesn’t mean that a man can break me down with so-called harsh words. I don’t know who came up with society’s definition of what a woman is supposed to be because i am the complete opposite.

I was born this way. I am smart, strong, independent, confident, trustworthy, and spiritually inclined. I’m not marriage material, but i’m mother material.

I was told that if i ever experience the penis i won’t be able to stay away from it. And those words came from a whore.

I knew that wasn’t true. My vagina has no use for the penis. It doesn’t need or want it. If a man can’t stimulate my mind he can’t stimulate my precious vagina. And i’m all woman, black and proud.

I am nowhere near ugly.

I’m not the best person in the world and i’m not the worst. However, i am enough for myself. I love who i am and what i can do. Some think that i’m crazy, some think that i’m just deep.

I don’t give a fuck because i know that i am unique.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/me-myself-and-i/

Meditation

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Saturday, March 04, 2006 at 7:35 PM EST

Desires:

The mind is a very powerful tool. I learned throughout my young life how to make my mind work for me.

Spiritually gifted people have the power to draw things to them just by thinking of it. If we strongly wish for something and it’s in compliance with the Divine Spirit we can have it.

I’ve done this many times. Special energy acts in accordance with the universe that attributes to the supernatural. And the energy can work to your advantage if you know how to use it. Though, it is important to not abuse the special energy you have by using it in the wrong way.

Maintenance:

Automatically, my eyes close when i am comfortable and at peace. My body naturally goes into a meditation, revitalizing me and keeping me alert. If i need a answer to something in my life i ponder deeply then ask and i do receive accurate answers.

Meditation is healthy and good for the soul. And it is one of the strongest methods in developing your supernatural powers.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/meditation/

The Third Eye

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Saturday, March 04, 2006 at 7:22 PM EST

A while back (years ago), I lay asleep in bed during the evening having a strong dream that i’d felt very intensely, and one that i won’t reveal.

Right after the dream ended i awoke from my sleep but my eyes were still closed. As i continued to rest on my back a live picture behind the form of a circle materialized.

In the background surrounding the circle was what i called at the time a black and white snow just as it appears on a television channel that you’re unable to get, like channel 3 if you don’t have cable ( And all that the station will do is make a lot of noise that a very bad reception usually does).

However, in this particular vision that i was seeing and about to see, there was no sound.

As i went to view farther into the picture that had also appeared in black and white, and that i could see very clearly, the circle grew larger. The more i went to see the more the circle expanded until it eventually came into full view. I was in total control of what i wanted to see. Whichever direction of the vision that i wanted to examine i was able to go. And, the thing about it was that i wasn’t viewing the information through my two closed eyes. It was an eye in between that was showing me this precognition.

The picture first begun on the staircase inside of a home that i soon recognized to be my very own. When i chose to view the upstairs of the house by controlling the eye that i slightly had to put a strain on, i was shown something very important. Then, the entire vision that appeared like a short cinematic film completely shut off. It went blank, leaving me not knowing what was going to take place next. I was told by more than one person that this vision will return around the time that i may need it.

That was the very first experience i remember using my third eye in that particular manner. Times after that i have seen in color. Other visions i’ve seen with my third eye have always been in vivid color ever since i was a very young child. But no matter what color or in what form or in what type of way a vision is shown there are certain feelings, warnings, and messages that go along with them and they are to be heeded.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/the-third-eye/

Spiritual Protection

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 11:04 PM EST

There is a certain amount of violence in my neighborhood. Shootouts are not uncommon. A lot of drug dealers and stuff, fighting over territory and always endeavoring to intimidate somebody to prove a point.

Well, i’m not very much well liked in my neighborhood amongst the no good people so they had the nerve to try to take me out on more than one occasion. And they couldn’t understand why they were unable to. They spread around what they were intending to do.

It was a done deal. These people have killed before.

Nevertheless, nothing ever became of their attempts on my life and i know why. Divine Spirit is in control. He’s in charge. I’m not at all bragging because we all have a day when our luck may run out.

But i know that i’m not going anywhere until my “protector” is ready for me. And can’t nobody really do no major damage to me while his angels surround me.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/spiritual-protection/

Praise To All Of My Spirits

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Monday, April 16, 2007 at 12:41 AM PDT

My Likes: “Energy”

I Feel Good Vibrations. Ultimate Sensations.

My Dislikes: “Odors”

I Hate Funky Underarms. I Hate Stinky Feet. I Don’t Like Shit Messy I Like When Things Are Neat.

You all care for me. You are always there for me. I can depend on you. You all continue to see me through.
You know, i can just call. Whenever i am in trouble. I don’t even have to ask. You will endeavor to keep me strong. Just to make sure that i won’t fall.

If it weren’t for you i wouldn’t know what to do. I’d be lost and alone without any knowledge of my own.

I don’t have to ever be scared. You all taught me not to fear. So i don’t have to worry like i never did i don’t have to shed a tear.

I don’t need anything in this world. You won’t hear me shout, clap, or stomp. I’ll love you all till my death. Won’t even stop chanting praise as i’m on my last breath.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/praise-to-all-of-my-spirits/

 

 

My LiL Brandie ( The Best Human Dog I Ever Had! )

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Thursday, November 30, 2006 at 4:43 PM PST

I think about her almost every day. How she always did things in her own special way. I miss her. I want to kiss her. I look forward to the day when i will reminisce with her.

We are still together as she comes back to me during times that i dream. And we continue to be forever communicating our messages throughout every scene.

We share a bond that no one can break and we have a love that no one can take. Indeed there was no mistake how fate gave then made us powerful enough that we could relate. We were made for one another. We worked so well for each other.

There is an absolute connection. A source of my protection. And a day never goes by where i don’t understand why. She is one of my angels up in the heavens, one of the loyal spirits around me guarding my life.

I recognized what she was while she was down here on this earth and would be a fool now not to know how much more she is really worth.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/my-lil-brandie-the-best-human-dog-i-ever-had/

The Beauty Of Good Versus Evil

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Thursday, May 18,2006 at 8:43 am PDT

I don’t belong to you. I’m too strong for you. Don’t want me to be who i am since your life is nothing but a sham. I don’t give a damn!

You all keep hating on me. Continuing to act crude. I know you all are still jealous because i don’t screw a bunch of dudes. It doesn’t bother me, though. I know i seem to be rude. I remember when you all planted that shit in my food. Trying to prevent me from creating a superior brood.

Want to contaminate my soul with the many evils of spells. You are all still amazed at how i wouldn’t quit, holla, and yell. I wasn’t suppose to. The joke was on you! I laugh at you now. Your dirt is reversed. No longer am i bound by a bullshit curse.

I doubt strongly that you will ever be able to test me again. If so, your body won’t survive long enough to make an amends.

I though, i am alive and here. Now and forever, all so clear! It’s way past the time for you all to discover-that my power which was given shall remain there until the end. Until the second time he is risen a new world will begin.

So get it right! Get it right today. Really what is this delay? Don’t you know tomorrow could be your doomsday.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/the-beauty-of-good-versus-evil/

Bright Lights, Big City!

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Tuesday, May 08, 2007 at 10:19 AM EDT

Ever since i was a little girl i loved when my mother use to take me with her into Manhattan. Then when i got old enough to travel on my own i’d take the train and go all of the time.

I’ve always been so carefree. I just loved everything about Manhattan. I always said when i could i would move there because Manhattan says everything about me!

On the 20th of April of this year i had to take care of some business on 34th st and i hadn’t been down there in that part for a while so when i finished what i had to do i walked all over and around, and spent hours enjoying the scenery. I ate around 42nd street then visited some stores, went and bought a DVD, then went on home.

A beautiful place somewhere in Manhattan will be my home one day.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/bright-lights-big-city/

Bullcrap

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Thursday, June 15, 2006 at 1:59 AM EDT

A month ago during the afternoon i was on my way to work. As i walked to catch my bus a man in a grey car was parked toward the end of a block. I knew he was waiting for me to come pass in that direction. I sensed it so i took a peek inside his car’s tinted window. All i saw was his size and lower body as he sat behind the wheel.

As i continued to walk down several more blocks he followed me, circling each block i’d pass then waving his arm out through the sun-roof to let me know that he was on my trail. He’d park around every corner i made it to. I didn’t have a pen on me at the time to take down his license plates.

The stupid asshole was trying to make me paranoid to discourage me from going to work. It’s all just a part of my enemies plans to defeat me. And it doesn’t make any sense because i am not bothering them. They are purely sick. They all look sick too and i always get a negative vibe when they come around me. I hate them.

Whenever they try to stop me it just makes me more determined. I don’t give a damn about any of them and their pathetic lives but i’m very important to them all for their own sick reasons.

A few days after this incident on the same block while i was on my way to work another set up took place. A van was parked in the same spot the guy in the car laid for me at. The back doors were wide open and a guy stood across on the sidewalk. They were going to try to shove me in the van to kidnap me. I noticed it at a distance then crossed the street.

I swear if anyone ever tries to hurt me i will do my best to try to kill them! I am so sick and tired of their shit! That wasn’t the end of it either. It was a very hot week for my enemies schemes. They thought they were being slick, however, i’m much slicker.

When i arrived to the area of my place of work during the same week i went to a Wendy’s restaurant and as i past by a “planted” group of a chosen few they’d make silly noises. And the thing about it is that they are so transparent. I know what they be doing and they don’t faze me one bit. Then a couple of days later i went to Wendy’s again and some asshole had the audacity to call my house uttering “Wendy’s” to let my mother know they knew my whereabouts, attempting to make her paranoid. Who gives a fuck? She knew what he was doing.

We have been well aware that i’ve been being followed by my jealous enemies for years. What the fuck does it suppose to mean? He tried to fuck with my mother’s head over the phone and she fucked with his. Then the stupid ass kept calling back. We don’t even know these people.

Again, the following few days i’m resting on a pole a little drowsy from taking some cough medicine minding my own business waiting for my bus at a gas station when a green jeep with two guys in it pulls up. Were they going to get some gas? Nope! They stopped in front of me, rolled the window down asking me if i was alright. I just walked away then they drove over and talked to these two young boys who they had “planted” for me. I knew the boys were planted even before the jeep pulled up. They just confirmed my knowledge.

This shit went on for two weeks straight. And just a couple of nights ago i was coming home from work when a white jeep was parked in a slant around a corner. I knew they were watching me. Then the man in the driver’s seat had the nerve to back up to where i was standing to ask me if everything was okay and was i alright. A woman sat in the passenger seat. I said “Why wouldn’t i be alright. I’m waiting for my bus”. And he said “Okay, i was just curious”.

What i think is they don’t want me to be alright. I’m doing too good for them all. I don’t know when they’re going to learn. Can’t nobody bring me down with stupid shit. I’m on a whole different level, a very high level. I’m going to continue to be happy and do just fine. My “Divine Spirit” an my Ancestors are eventually going to take care of then put a stop to my enemies for good. I know it! Most of them have already been fixed.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/bullshit/

 

My New Schedule

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Friday, May 12, 2006 at 3:33 PM EDT

I’ll always be an author no matter what. In the meantime though, i will focus on other capabilities that i have since i love having my own money and being independent.

Two and a half weeks ago i got accepted into a college. I was going to study being a medical assistant. My financial aid was being processed since i was qualified for it. I’d gotten my uniform and i was to pick up my medical books on the first day that i started school. My representative had a part time job hooked up for me too.

However, just the weekend before i was to begin classes i changed my mind.

There was no doubt that i would successfully complete my courses, however, i didn’t want to spend a whole year or more in school when i could be free now making a second career while having my own space. I prefer to work full time rather than go to school then work part time. So i went on a interview and got a job that i like!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/my-new-schedule/

Dishing It Out But, Can’t Take It!

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 10:54 PM EST

I had to go take care of some business one afternoon. I waited a long time for the person i had to see. I sat from about noon to a little after four p.m. in a medium size room full of people that had no windows. I was tired and i needed some air so i decided to go down to the first floor of the building and stood inside, leaning against a desk by the front entrance.

While i was minding my own business, looking out the glass door the security guard there behind the desk began to pick at me.”Are you alright?” he asked, trying to be funny.

I just ignored him. Then he kept on with other smart remarks and i still ignored him.

Then, he came out and said “Oh, i better call an ambulance for her!” He just kept showing off. I don’t know if the security guard suit went to his head or what. All i know is that i got tired of him and his mouth and i said “No, you better call immigration”.

And boy did he get excited. He was a black foreigner who had an accent and my words really got to him. He raised his voice at me saying get out of here! But i didn’t budge. Then he threatened to call security on me. For what? He should have kept his mouth shut.

And anyway, i thought he was security!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/dishing-it-out-but-cant-take-it/

Rest And Relaxation

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Tuesday, May 08, 2007 at 10:34 AM EDT

I have a lot of spiritual experiences day to day.

So i go through a lot spiritually and it can be exhausting at times. So before i soon start my new job back out on the outside, i have been taking it easy with meditation and good sleep when i’m not running an errand or on my computer.

It feels so good to rest and enjoy the positive energies that i feel throughout my body, mind and spirit. It is quite rejuvenating.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/rest-relaxation/

My Lil’ Childhood Buddy

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Sunday, April 16, 2006 at 2:48 PM EDT

When i was about five or six years old i met a nice girl in my first grade class. She looked like a little old lady as she’d wear her glasses and carry her tote book bag in the crease of her arm.

Before school would end, mostly everyday our class would spend the last ten to fifteen minutes in the auditorium with the lights out watching brief segments of educational films. We’d sit our little behinds in the front row seats all the time then sneak out a notebook from our bags to check one another’s school work.

If we saw an “x” marked where there should have been a “check” we’d playfully slap each other on the hand and say “bad girl!” That took place back in 1980 or 1981 and it was a more innocent time to grow up compared to now.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/my-lil-childhood-buddy/

Character/Reputation

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Sunday, April 16, 2006 at 2:39 PM EDT

A person’s character represents who they actually are. And, a person’s reputation is just what others think of them to be. It is important for one to truly know who he or she is. Some people don’t like who they are and become insecure and easily influenced. Some pretend to have qualities that they actually do not in order to impress another.

Instead of worrying about whether or not you measure up to someone else or up to the standards of what the world may tell you that you should be, learn to accept yourself if you’re lacking in positive self-image. Think more about the things that you have to offer and what you are capable of doing and spend less time focusing on what you do not.

You should be glad for restrictions in certain areas of your life when it comes to the development of your personality and what you can accomplish. Shortcomings and advantages sometimes help us out into building our character, making us all the unique individuals that we’re meant to be.

It lets you decide if you’re going to settle for what is, or strive for much better! There is absolutely nothing wrong with admiring another person’s attributes, you can like and be happy for someone then at the same time like and be happy for yourself.

For example, i always admired people who could draw beautifully and professionally but i can’t do it. And i don’t want to! I just like to see others who are able to create art do good at their work. I have abilities of my own that i find contentment in and what makes me into who i am.

To some, their reputation means everything to them. How others view them plays a very significant part in their lives and that can either make them or break them. And, that is not good at all! I understand some are not able to deal with the mistreatment from others.

And i guess i shouldn’t say that everyone should not completely care what others think when sometimes peoples perceptions and beliefs ruin other people’s lives. Look at innocent individuals who’ve been sentenced to jail by jurors who were wrong about them.

So depending on the circumstances involving a situation caring about what another person thinks does have it’s place. Nevertheless, to me, when it comes to peoples personal views i can honestly say that i don’t give a hoot to the thoughts of others concerning who i am, what i’m able to do, and how i may look. If one bases all things in their life on what everybody else has to say then that is what they’ll be built an broken on, and that is pretty sad!

What is the most important is that you know, and that is what will definitely and always show in the long run. And whoever thought otherwise about you will have to eat their words and feel stupid!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/characterreputation/

Kiss/Hug/Handhold

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Sunday, April 16, 2006 at 1:50 PM EDT

Kissing and hugging are greetings and signs of affection. Hand holding to some is an expression of intimacy. There is nothing wrong with any one of those gestures unless people make more out of it than what it is depending on the circumstance.

A peck on the cheek is okay with me, i can understand that. The french-kiss, however, is so utterly disgusting to me and i’m a fully grown woman. I see it all the time on television and i see it on the street-people exchanging their saliva. I don’t see what they get out of it.

Hugs give comfort when needed and is a sensible and caring way of expressing an emotion. Hand holding, to me, can also be a way of comforting someone and giving them support. In other ways it is viewed as much more. In my opinion, a hand is just a hand but i had to learn that others don’t always see through my eyes.

Years back, me and an older associate use to sometimes walk down the street holding hands. And there was absolutely nothing sexual between us, he didn’t even have but one tooth in his mouth. He knew my family members and i looked at it like a play grandpa sort of thing.

Some made such a big deal about it, i guess because he was old and maybe after a while he as a man would eventually want to take it farther. I didn’t care though because i wasn’t going to give him any of my “untouchable” stuff, and if anything got intense all i had to do was beat him down with his cane.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/kisshughandhold/

Nosy Bodies

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Tuesday, March 28, 2006 at 1:10 PM EST

I can’t stand people who don’t know how to stay out of other peoples affairs. Always in somebody else’s business when they can’t take care of their own. When people are miserable they don’t like to see you carefree and happy.

Some of these people think they know everything and those are usually the ignorant ones, thinking that they know more about your life than you actually do when they don’t know shit! Every little thing they see they poke and pick at making more out of it than what it really is.

They all love gossip but they can’t handle it when other people talk about them. They are total freaks when it comes to what is considered “juicy rumors” that they enjoy then continue to spread. They do it to everybody.

I thank goodness i am not in the same category of people like them. I’m into living a productive life. Making sure that i am healthy, content, and achieving the things i want. I don’t have time for their pathetic way of life. I prefer my own lifestyle any day of the week! I have a peace of mind, respect for myself, and a great sense of purpose.

If they all had something truly substantial in their life maybe they wouldn’t have so much extra time on their hands worrying about what others are doing.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/nosy-bodies/

My Family Tree

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Tuesday, March 28, 2006 at 12:56 PM EST

There are sayings, “the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree” and “God bless the child who has it’s own”. You can indeed pick your friends but you can’t pick your family. And if i had the choice to decide before i was born what type of family to enter into it definitely wouldn’ve been the one i have now.

Some people believe that we as people are able to choose what family we’re born into-that we pick the parents we have and are just not permitted to remember. Well, i got lucky. I’m not like anybody in my family. I don’t personally know every member of my family and that goes for close as well as long distance relatives.

However, the ones i am quite familiar with are pure degenerates-including my father. My mother and i get along very well. She is not one i have a problem with. It is only the others who i despise. All they like to do is lie and keep things going. They’re ignorant, undesirable, and worthless.

My mother and i are the smartest and upstanding ones in our family. The other members of the family who were equal to us in mind and capabilities have long ago passed away. I don’t know why life sometimes works like that. The good ones should be here alive while these no good ones need to be in their graves.

I thank goodness that my mother wasn’t married to my father. He knew me when i was a baby but the youngest i remember of him is when i was seven. And even at that early age i could tell he was a piece of shit. I’m so glad he wasn’t around while i was growing up.

Just because a man helps to make a baby doesn’t mean that he’s equipped to be a good father and raise a child. When i first saw him i perceived that since he was trash other members in his family had to be too and i was right.

When i got into my late twenties i met some of his relatives and the first impression i had years ago was confirmed without a doubt. My father’s family weren’t shit either-not so much different from my mother’s side, maybe worse. And that is devastatingly bad.

I don’t understand how or why my mother gave my father the time of day and that is a huge compliment going out to my mom. He didn’t at all deserve to be around her, he wasn’t worth her time. He never abused her or anything but people in his own family don’t even like him and they’re no good.

I am a grown woman now so i don’t have to associate with any of them. I don’t ever want any of them in my life. I, to this day can’t believe people like them are actually related to me and my mother. Some people in life have to make their own family and that suits me just fine!

And since i have firsthand experience with their type of people i surely know not to have anything to do with others in society who are just like them.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/my-family-tree/

So-Called Cheating

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Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 7:50 PM EST

I see some people go crazy when they find out that someone who is suppose to be their lover is fooling around on them, especially women. They may get hurt emotionally then they’re ready to go fight the other person, or take vengeance out on their lover.

The way i see it is if two people are not married and one of them decides that they want to have sex with somebody else and does it’s not cheating. Marriage is where a commitment comes in and if one is not married they are free to do what they want to do.

Some people set their own self up for disappointment expecting more than what they should. If a person is not married to you they are not obligated to stay faithful that’s the whole point of not being married-having your freedom!

So many people claim they get hurt or jealous if someone they’re interested in talks to or is messing around with somebody else. There have been men who were interested in me who i didn’t even want and they’d get jealous of other men who’d just be talking to me and i don’t know what for.

I don’t belong to anybody but myself. That was purely their problem, their own insecurity. And that turned me off.

Some people even use sex as their weapon cheating on someone to get back at somebody else. I don’t understand people trying to hurt other people through sex, those are other people’s parts and they are the ones risking getting nasty diseases.

How does what others do with their genitals affect the other person unless they let it. I don’t know, maybe it has no logic to me because i’m not into men and couldn’t care less what a man does with his penis.

 

 

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Everyone has different ideas of what committment is. Probably the important thing is for both parties to be very clear about what they expect. There are plenty of people in committed relationships who are not married, but who are willing to give and expect to receive the same degree of courtesy, respect, and fidelity that is implied (although often not observed) in marriage. I think the mistake many women make is not being clear about their expectations. One very good reason to expect sexual fidelity is the risk of sexually transmitted disease. Herpes and other exciting things can be shared by just kissing; in many ways there is no such thing as “safe sex.” I’m a guy, and I would be upset for that reason alone if a woman I were with was sleeping with other men and not being honest about it.

Posted by David Rochester on Sunday, May 14, 2006 1:43 PM EDT

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/so-called-cheating/

Sex Without Emotion

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Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 3:20 PM EST

To some people sex has meaning. I’ve heard women say that a lot of emotions go into having intercourse and i don’t understand that.

To me, sex is a mind thing. I don’t see how a man sticking his penis up inside of a woman’s vagina is an expression of love.

I’ve even heard that some women will fall in love with a man after being pleasured greatly by sex. And, i don’t understand that either. I don’t see how people let sexual sensations affect their emotions. What does one have to do with the other?

It seems to me that sex is nothing but a feeling and a penis is not necessarily needed to experience pleasure. Every woman does not feel sensations from a man’s penis during sexual intercourse.

The clitoris can satisfy a woman when a man cannot and that has nothing to do with emotion or love.

If i was to engage in sexual behavior my only worthwhile reason for doing so would be for reproductive purposes. I don’t have to love, care, or have an attraction for someone to make a baby with them. I would just be sacrificing my body to get what i want and i don’t see no better reason than for a child.

There are people who believe that if a woman has sex with a man that she has no feelings for she’s being whorish. And she is considered a bad girl. Men do it all of the time but it is accepted. Some men can’t handle the thought of a woman who is naturally able to go to bed with them without having any emotions attached.

Well it exists, and i’m living proof.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/sex-without-emotion/

Asexual

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Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 3:06 PM EST

I was born asexual and i am very proud to be that way. Some believe it isn’t normal to not have no nature. It doesn’t bother me what people think i couldn’t imagine myself any different than what i am. I’m not attracted to men or women. I gratefully don’t have any sexual desires.

When some people in the past found out that i didn’t want to be bothered with men they automatically assumed that it was because i was worried about a man only trying to use me for one thing like “sex”, or that maybe i saw or experienced some type of negativity involving a man somewhere along down the line in my life. But neither of those things were true.

I hate when people make ignorant generalizations. I’ve never been in a bad relationship and i’ve never been raped. And, i’ve never seen any of my female family members in any serious abusive relationships with men.

Most people say a man and a woman are suppose to be together. I understand that God made it that way, nevertheless, i still don’t care. I am nowhere near ashamed of who i am. If i get ridiculed because everybody else may enjoy the company of a man and are having sex and i am not-too bad!

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2007/08/25/asexual/