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| Don at 21. Just another naive guitar player from Burbank. Then I met her. |
Wilma's sister Norma told me the same thing after Wilma got pregnant. Nice, eh?
Someone turned the speed up on this thing, to make him sound silly. FYI.
See, I used to go to a sandwich shop on the corner of Alameda and Victory Blvd, once in awhile owned by this elderly jewish couple. In those days, no one knew ANYTHING about witches, or the Edomites, or anything. I played in rock and roll bands by night, and worked as an Estimator by day, with my own apartment and truck. That's where I met her.
Took it slow. Her father was a VP for shell oil in Brazil and, being Portuguese, they were now in the states. We dated. No boom boom, just dating. Until one night, she insisted we drive up to this certain spot up in a clearing in Griffith Park. Turns out years later, this is where witches gather to do what they do. Didn't know that then. Not for twenty years.
Anyways, she chose the night and the locale, for love making. So, being the way things were and the courting was going just fine and dandy, things happened. Only time we did it. Month later, she's pregnant.
Turns out, it was a witches sabbath. My daughter was born on another witches sabbath, 9 months later. Didn't know all this. One witches sabbath after her birth, I was sent packing. Go away Don, don't need you anymore.
Thanks, honey.
However, her sister Norma liked me and liked to drink. And when she drank, she spilled it all. The spells; family were witches; everyone is gay, closet and open. didn't know any of this. i thought Norma was just another drunk old broad with no self control and somewhat crazy.
Of course...later...she wasn't crazy. She was telling the truth the whole time.
This happens. They target you and your bloodline. To corrupt and make a ruin of it and your life. Which is how the rest of the 1980s went for me. One witch after another and I never knew until Dad awakened me to my F'd over life.
Thank heavens.
There. In the open.
Don
Do I hate any of them? No. I just understand them and my life and though I was most seriously played to the MAX, I hold no grudges nor have laid anything against them. This is what they do. It's what they all do. I call the HALF AND HALF family. One Yehudi, the other, Canaanite. To make a ruin of our bloodlines, which she did.
I chose to love in spite of the whole thing, to this very day. I leave retribution and righting of any wrongs, to Yeshua, as He advises. What's past is past. It's what WE DO that matters in all things, not what they do. Because what THEY DO, is coming, whether you like it or not.