Friday, January 7, 2011

Keeping your Word part 2, a little talk with Jesus........

Hello America,

As I promised, I am here.  I thought about what to write about, however, due to some security concerns, the fact that I am tired, and the fact that we will be back on track tomorrow.

Let's have a couple of stories, one real and true, one metaphysical, throw rep. weiner in there, and head from there shall we.

I apologize about yesterday, this blog has been up for like almost three or four years can't remember, I know that I am almost up to 700 posts, so that's pretty prolific.  I think the first post was in March 2008. 

Okay, let's go, with the story, i'll explain later.

On Wednesday, Delmar is tense........  He leaves work early, he works seven days a week.  What can I say?  Did we need the money, yeah?  But I can't ask nobody to work the way I do.  If I need money, I'm staying.........that's me.  Even though I told him during the day, I might need bus fare or gas money to get to work.  This story is not about wrong or right, listen............

We get home, he don't have a dollar to his name.  He leaves work after talking to his youngest brother, no need for names.  Don't have any money for something to eat, no gas in the car.  He fusses at me for "holding" him up even though I am the one who rides the bus or has my family drop me off even though they are paying for my car bills right now.

Something tells me, Tiffani, let me work this......just chill.  So my mom gives me the little change she has.  If I spend it on the train fare to get home, won't have it to get to work in the morning which would have been Thursday.  I tell Delmar I am catching train A, sure enough the DART police are on the train.  can't get on it, can't afford to pay.  I catch a later train.

Delmar hits me and asks to pick me up.  Frankly, at this point, he has hurt me so bad with this because I know where it is coming from.  I just turn off my phone, God is in my ear, telling me, you gotta do this yourself baby girl, he can't help you, he bound by the relationship he has with his mother.  I walk home.  When i get there, he is at the the train station waiting to pick me up, which forces him to spend his last dime on his cigarettes.

I don't say anything to him, i'm cleaning up, my mom gave me the little groceries she had because I knew as soon as I told him that there was a possiblity of me going back to work, he would ensure that he had nothing, mother's orders must be followed.

I pray..............I go through a lot, and most of the stuff doesn't affect me on a level that I deal with, this did.  They call me back to come into work, they reply it's only one day.  I tell them that's okay.  They tell me to be there at eight, I say okay.

The next morning, I get up.  He is fussy, I fed the dogs most mornings, get on up.  I have nine dollars.  four to catch the train.  I give the other five to Delmar, I ain't got no breakfast money, got a little lunch from the groceries mom gave me.  I ask him to drive me to the train station, he wants to go get gas and run errands.  If I miss one train or bus, i will be late to work.

I know that if I get in that truck with him, I will miss that train.  I walk..........

When I got to work, they invesitigated me, like to see where is the evidence of drug use.......there is a political point, trust.  None of that, I'm just me, hair getting a little longer, trying to look a little nicer.  I ride three buses over my mom's.  Delmar works down the street from there.  We have a routine, i hang with my fam until he is ready to go, on the weekend and as broke as we are, he usually stays until late evening, but you know today he is ready to go as soon as I step in the door.

When we get in the car, after he doesn't even give me time to help my mom, the one who pays for everything when I can't, because something always happens to Delmar at bill time. Not that he doesn't work, he can't pay bills at our home, because mother dearest is in a bit of pickle due to the fact that I have called, called, and called the police.  He is mad.  I am scared, I don't want to get beat, but there is a light bill due monday and I know if Delmar is leaving after a phone call from his little brother, he is not going to pay it.

No lights, can't stay in the house.  My mom by the grace of god snuck me ten dollars so I could get to work and the dogs could eat.  As soon as we get in the car to go home, because he has to go.  His mother calls for him to go over there.  I don't have any dealings with this woman or none of her children anymore. Haven't for the past maybe four or five months.  Nothing, don't talk on the phone, not over her house.  These people are dead to me.........love the children, no doubt.......but in all practical purposes, they dead to me.

So i'm thinking if you wanted to go over your mom's why didn't you, because you know I am not going, my brakes are totally gone and it's a waste of gas. and total disrespect.  You can holla at me for trying to help my mom who pays for the insurance to drive the car but your mom can call and wants me to be around.  We go home.  He is quiet.  I snuck in that blog about him and his mom, his attitude changes

I get up this morning, he takes me to the train station. He is having an attitude at work.  You know when someone is mad at you, but can't say why..........

The folk at DART are tripping.  They tell me I have work tomorrow, then they change their minds.  I don't trip.  God is going to keep blessing me regardless...........regardless..........

I miss two buses because of misinformation. It is just a rain on Tiffani day today.  I ain't worried about it. 

It's like this.

I used to wonder why Delmar would cut up my clothes, when I needed that job..........

when I needed to make that interview.......

I don't anymore..........

I used to wonder why his mother who knows I can't stand her would tell her friends we cool.......

I don't anymore...........

I used to wonder why as soon as we moved into this house, his brother is constatnly asking when you all moving out

I don't anymore...........

I used to wonder why his mother would want me to come over her house or even want anything to do with me,

I don't anymore............

Without going into details, because I am tired and we have other things to address.

Most of my life has been a lie.   I have a green card and from my birth it has been used to funnel people into this country.  Delmar's mom is not alone in this fraud.  By ANY MEANS.  IT STARTED WITH MY FAMILY.........BOTH SIDES.  ALL THROUGH MY FAMILY.

But we at a different point now, I have given those burdens to God.  truly.  Made peace with everyone, including delmar's mother.  I just don't want anything to do with her, got about five aunts who can tell you the same thing.  When Tiffani cuts you off for good, it's for good.......

I bring attention solely to her because after a phone call from her, I get hit.  There is no need to lie.  My clothes get cut up.  He takes my car and parks it over folks I know are using my identity theft and leaves it over there.......My point is that something keeps happening every time she calls.  And when does she call, when I do something crazy like GO TO CHURCH.......GO TO WORK......GO OUT WITH MY FRIENDS..........HELP MY FAMILY.........

It's so bad and predictable, me and moms just shake our heads and just predict.  Tiffani, you stepped in the door, he'll be calling in two minutes.

Why does she persist when all have just chilled?  Because there is a life on the line and she took a gamble and lost..........

So let me state this so we can move on, I keep my word the best I can.  Me and my mom gave this woman some personal information because she supposedly had a friend who could help my mom with her social security. My mom got hurt really bad at work, VA hospital, and my dad got laid off and had a massive heart attack.  My mom was earnest and thought this woman was helping her.

Turned out to be a scam.  I can't say whether Delmar loves me, I think he does, in fact I know he does on some level, however, upon retrospect I know that he knew what was going on.  All of those beatings for things that didn't make sense make sense now.  So now because of law enforcement, the issue has become one of character.

Tiffani was on crack when she gave it to me............I sold crack.........didn't smoke it.

Tiffani is crazy...........Between the professors I had at UT Tyler and Pepperdine, they will tell you I have issues, but I am more than functional.

I gave Tiffani money..........No ma'am, my mom and my sister and my dad are the only ones who help.  What little Delmar gets from her, HE EARNS...........

Because of the nature and scope of my investigation that I started as Dallas Police Department made it clear they weren't going to do anything, the net is wide.........

And I got the support of folk like Brother Boehner, got my facebook page, twitter, this page is read all over the world, literally........

Because during my talk with Jesus which we will expound on tomorrow, HE TOLD ME THE ONLY WAY OUT OF THIS IS TO SHINE SO BRIGHT NO ONE WILL EVER QUESTION WHO YOU ARE ANYMORE............

Not shining with bling, shining with faith, freedom and fellowship.

This woman is a user, she plays everyone, Delmar in some ways is just as much as a victim as her.  He was forced to be everything but what he should have been a child.  This dude knows physics, he wanted to be an optamologist, his spatial skills are off the charts........He should have been everywhere but the streets and that's where she threw him out to.

I don't want anyone to go to jail, but I can't prevent that.  Not up to me.  But the fraud will stop on 1/15/2011.  The plan was for me to be out of that house so someone else who is playing me can file from there, let me move back to my mom's house where the fraud for reasons I am not going to disclose will not end.

I love everyone, hate is too much but it is time for the fraud to stop.  It is time for the lies to stop and the only thing I can do is keep my word.

Delmar is not the enemy.  Nor are the illegal people I holla about all the time.  If you grow up, seeing someone be able to screw over lies with nothing happening to them.........what is one supposed to think?  If you see a way out of the hell hole some call home, what do you expect them to do.

HE IS NOT THE ENEMY.  THIS IS WOMAN'S WORK.  I love this man not for who he is at times when I fuss, I love him for who he is trying to be.

AFTER MAMA WROTE HIM OFF, FAMILY WROTE HIM OFF.  HE PICKED UP HIS LIFE, HE GOT BACK HIS LIFE AND REALIZED THAT I AM VALUABLE, I AM WORTH SOMETHING, I GOT SOMETHING TO GIVE.

AND IF YOUALL KNEW THE PATH THAT THIS MAN HAD TO WALK AND SO MANY OTHERS...........

YOU WOULD KNOW WHY GLENN BECK CRIES ABOUT MIRACLES.......

BECAUSE THIS WOMAN DID EVERYTHING TO BREAK THIS PRECIOUS YOUNG BOY WHO HAD TO GROW UP TOO FAST.

I had to rebuild love back in that engine, and I did it the same way I got to work.

STEP BY STEP BY KEEPING MY WORD, SHUTTING MY MOUTH AND WALKING THE WALK OF FAITH, FELLOWSHIP, AND FREEDOM TO AT ANY TIME HAVE THE AUDACITY TO LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST...........

WE GOING TO TALK TOMORROW. I'M TIRED, GOING HOME.  This is between me and her, because she used someone she says is her son to hurt me instead of coming to me directly.  I asked you to stop........

Now the homies are going to make you stop.
until tomorrow......

take care......

daley.......yeah we going to talk about it.

SEN. KAY WE NEED YOU............GOT SOME REAL GOOD PEOPLE I WANT TO SEND TO YOUR CAMPAIGN.........

ttyl
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