In the Heavens I was made, at the time I knew and saw my mother, but she had not known or saw me, hand picked by God, I am not self or man made, my father at the time was the devil in black shadows, playing “God” in a masquerade, so many times my mother wept and she cried, praying for a sign, and a miracle to fall from the sky, God her only comfort during that time, held her when she cried, heard ...