A HORROR MOVIE IS MY LIFE -HOW A FAMILY IS KILLING THEIR OWN

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Psalm 1New King James Version (NKJV)

BOOK ONE: Psalms 1—41
The Way of the Righteous and the End of the Ungodly
1 Blessed is the man
Who walks not in the counsel of the ungodly,
Nor stands in the path of sinners,
Nor sits in the seat of the scornful;
2 But his delight is in the law of the Lord,
And in His law he meditates day and night.
3 He shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water,
That brings forth its fruit in its season,
Whose leaf also shall not wither;
And whatever he does shall prosper.
4 The ungodly are not so,
But are like the chaff which the wind drives away.
5 Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment,
Nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous.
6 For the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
But the way of the ungodly shall perish.

Hey friends in Jesus

 

Karabo here and I am tired. I am hurt. But I am strong – y’all know that.

 

Have been sparse these days I know in sharing my blogs. Its because I have been running away from a criminal of note. But I no longer fear him. Some stalker called Tshepiso Mohapi. The man followed me all the way to my mothers house.

 

Still suffering like a mother – despite being completely innocent. Treated like trash by even people I show a lot of love. I however hold on knowing that Jesus said this in the gospels:

 

Matthew 10:16-26

Persecutions Are Coming
16 “Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves. Therefore be wise as serpents and harmless as doves. 17 But beware of men, for they will deliver you up to councils and scourge you in their synagogues. 18 You will be brought before governors and kings for My sake, as a testimony to them and to the Gentiles. 19 But when they deliver you up, do not worry about how or what you should speak. For it will be given to you in that hour what you should speak; 20 for it is not you who speak, but the Spirit of your Father who speaks in you.

21 “Now brother will deliver up brother to death, and a father his child; and children will rise up against parents and cause them to be put to death. 22 And you will be hated by all for My name’s sake. But he who endures to the end will be saved. 23 When they persecute you in this city, flee to another. For assuredly, I say to you, you will not have gone through the cities of Israel before the Son of Man comes.

24 “A disciple is not above his teacher, nor a servant above his master. 25 It is enough for a disciple that he be like his teacher, and a servant like his master. If they have called the master of the house Beelzebub,[d] how much more will they call those of his household! 26 Therefore do not fear them. For there is nothing covered that will not be revealed, and hidden that will not be known.

 

What you’re about to see below is me trying hard to love my family. Being me among them. Believe it or not – after a few days of fun as per below – I was kicked out like a save ASGAIN!! I am currently living with my father. By the grace of God – that was made available to me. Some animal of a man has been trying to get me stranded so he can have my body. He forgot that I have a biological father. As I type this – I am hanging out comfortably with no fear nor destruction – though a broken heart I have – on his couch. Couldn’t sleep without crying too much. So I came home here to you to do what I love and the thing that has kept me alive for two years.

 

God is with me – even when my pain is deep. He’s going to make my story glorious.

 

See below the past few days. Meet a small piece of my beautiful family. After some time of being with them – they start to treat me like trash. Eventually I get kicked out. For no reason at all. Spiritual war. Living among unbelievers. They eventually all rise against you and treat you strangely. When it happens I withdraw from them to flee pain – but then I get attacked despite. The past few days I spent in the bedroom working on my Mac. Despite that – I was attached.

So bad is this trend – so predictable it is – that I no longer took my mothers calls at all from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder of being screamed at for no cause. I started lying about my phones speaker being dead. This so she would rather text than talk to me. In that way – I can better plan my responses.

 

#MyLife

 

#CompletelyInnocentButTreatedLikeTrash. . .

 

I live a very consecrated life. Don’t drink, don’t smoke – don’t do random things. That despite – I get treated at home like an irresponsible drug addict. Not to mention – I am extremely gifted. That despite –  I get treated like I have no talent. Like I have no future. Like I am stupid. I am extremely kind – but see, that’s how I end up getting disrespected by kids and trash talked by adults. I however – GROW FANGS WHEN I HAVE TO. For those reasons – they can never stay in their folly against me. When I start to stand against rubbish – thats when they kick me. Teenagers walk to the gate to open for me to leave while caring not that there are tears in my eyes. You know when people carry on as normal while you’re packing your bags because you’ve been kicked out?

 

Yeah – that my life. Thats been my life for two years. Even the two youngsters I am having all this fun with in my blogs – walked merrily to the gate to open for me acting normally like I am not in the most abundant amount of pain. Not even my tears move them. It’s like I’m not even human to them.  I am strong – but man, not this strong.

I always feel so raped and used after serving my family. At the end of it all – they treat me like I am a piece of negligible rubbish. Like I don’t exist with a heart in my chest. I hide my pain well – but that is no excuse to use and abuse a person then toss them. I love them – but goodness – how I can ever be with them again once I am restored?

 

To recall all the pain they put me through. Then again – they’re my family.

 

While things will never be the same again – I can never leave them forever. I just realise that I need to be sorted out before I can be among them again. I know where I stand with them – with my own two feet on the ground, I will manage them better. I need my own home.

 

I cannot stand the fact that the treat me like I have never worked in my life. Like I am the biggest academic among them. Like I quit my job for fun – when the truth is that my mother lied to MTN my former work – and they used that to get me fired. Now today – she’s trying to kill me. I hate exposing my mother – but if I do not expose her – I will die in her hands. I will not die while a world watching thinks I killed myself. No. If I die – I was killed. I did not kill myself. I want the world to know that.

Anyway – I trust my father not to go funny. He’s been trashed by the family just like me. so I am relatively safe here. 🙂 Below see my peoples. I hope they will heal one day. I was exhausted by the time I was kicked out – so in a way I needed a break.

 

As for Tshepiso Mohapi – forget it you idiot. You will never touch my body! Irrespective of your advanced degree in erectile witchcraft. I’m not that kind of girl and no amount of witchcraft will ever make me that kind of girl. Not even homelessness. But here you’ve added insult to injury in my already rotten families ways – yet God opened a door for me at my fathers house. ONLY person in my family – who though confused by my mothers lies – STILL CRIES WHEN I AM IN TEARS. He still cries for me.

 

You are a rotten man Tshepiso Mohapi and I trust you will therefore similarly rot in hell. You and many other foul men who relish in my destruction because they passed me up and settled for bad women. I am sorry you’re such a sore loser – but the woman you see below, gave all the love she gave to the people she gave it – IN A LOT OF PAIN. In other words – NOTHING kills my ability to love. Not even my own personal tragedies.

I shall wait for you to breathe your last Mohapi – because at this rate you will die. No one can live the life you live sustainably. In a hole – darkened by past mistakes. You made your bed now lay in it. You chose a wife – whatever she is like I do not care. Leave me alone. If not – well – I will keep fighting you anyway. But stop the gospel for you? Never.

 

One thing you must ALWAYS know – BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER. I WILL ALWAYS FORGIVE MY FAMILY!! I WILL ALWAYS KEEP TRYING TO SAVE THEM. EVEN WHEN THEY SPIT ON ME. ALWAYS!!

 

You? You’re some animal on the outside that I will NEVER look at again. Get that.

 

Take a good look at my family below. Yeah – all that beauty – it gets real BIG. They like multiply. It’s a beauty factory up in there. So much so – that I am one of the ugly ones. Perhaps thats why they treat me like rubbish. But if I am ugly compared to folk at home – then booger – you know you never would have fitted in anyway because I’m pretty cute. . .

I told you don’t mess with my family. I went COLD on you overnight because you touched THEM!! You also touched my spiritual family. A bother in Christ. You therefore are now officially NUMBER ONE ANIMAL ENEMY IN MY LIFE!!

I WILL CUT YOU TSHEPISO FOR MY FAMILY!!

 

Like properly CUT you. With scissors. BLUNT ones to add effect!!

Yes – even for my exceptionally abusive mother. I am currently the ONLY one among them that’s been giving a mission to CLEAN THAT HOUSE. For those reasons they try to kill me. Their demons are trying to latch on. Witchcraft is thick up in there – alongside a tendency towards bo sangoma. I am trying to save the youth before they become like their parents and I am also trying to clean their parents. YOU are standing in the way and I am about to get HEAVY ON YOU WITH EXPOSURE. Back off before you destroy your life any further. I have a calling from Jesus and you will NOT be able to stop what I am here to do!!

Amos 3:8

The lion has roared–so who isn’t frightened? The Sovereign LORD has spoken–so who can refuse to proclaim his message?

Isaiah 31:4

For thus says the LORD to me, “As the lion or the young lion growls over his prey, Against which a band of shepherds is called out, And he will not be terrified at their voice nor disturbed at their noise, So will the LORD of hosts come down to wage war on Mount Zion and on its hill.”

I know what my call is at home and ANYONE that messes with them – messes with me.

You should know by now that that is dangerous.

There are MORE of them and I am not about to lose them for you!!!!

#AlwaysLookingOnTheBrightSide 🙂

 

Below:

WE STARTED OUT JUST HANGING . . . DANCING AND ALL

AND WE SLAYED THAT DANCING TO THE END!!

THEN A BUG KEPT MESSING WITH MY LIFE AND FAMILY – SO I SHOWED HIM THESE FLAMES . . . 

AND THEN WE JAMMED TO A WRITTEN PIECE

THEN I STARTED TO GET SAD – UNAPPRECIATED . . . BUT I PUSHED LOVE ANYHOW

THEN I SPOKE ABOUT HOW I FEEL – AMIDST A FAMILY THAT’S STILL HURTING ME 😦

THEN WE BAKED – THEY CAN BAKE NOW 🙂

THEN WE SHOWED THEM THE COOKIES AND BAKING SNIPPETS!! 🙂 🙂 🙂

THEN MY SPIRIT CRIED HARD AFTER SUDDENLY BEING TREATED STRANGELY BY MY FAMILY

After the last day above recorded – I was kicked out like a dog.

In the Word of God it is written:

Psalm 69:4

Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.

John 15:25

But this is to fulfill what is written in their Law: ‘They hated me without reason.’

I dear friends – have just shown you the gospel!!

BLESSED ARE THE PERSECUTED!! (Matthew 5!)

I adore you in the Name of Jesus

 

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Amen and Amen

 

Love Cranberry Kay

 

Xoxies

Photo on 07-07-2016 at 22.41 #4

 

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