A Sign – A Reflection

This poem titled A Sign was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 10 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Four Page 124 “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem.  I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

This poem A Sign consists of one stanza with fifteen lines…The photograph I choose for this reflection is of an actual sign post showing the way to Ephesus Turkey when we visited the Virgin Mary House in Ephesus Turkey…I love this short poem and will limit my quote to the last section of this one stanza poem…”With all the crossed over roads and bridges the trip continues until an exit of the highway pulls me off by a one-mile-long sign Welcome To Your Purpose“…I put that in italics because that is how Akiane published it in her poem…To read the whole poem you will need to purchase your own book from Akiane online…I limit my quotes for purposes of this review in the form of reflections which allows for limited quotes…Many people today look for signs so as to discern or know their purpose in life…Then others like myself feel like our purpose was already determined agreed upon before our birth…I believe I agreed to fulfill a certain purpose in this life in an immortal agreement with my immortal creator the God of life…That while my body is mortal and my flesh is weak and limited my soul is eternal because I and others like me are spirit and flesh…Both mortal and immortal my flesh is mortal and will die my soul is immortal and will never die…I believe that my purpose was pre-determined pre-destined…My job is to pray to my God the God of life and ask for Heaven to help me to fulfill my purpose to the best of my ability…Life is very short and we only have one shot one life to live…Yes we all make mistakes along the way and not one of us are perfect…My sin is always before me and it is fair to say that for all of us our sin is always before us…Trust is destroyed when many on pedestals present themselves to the world as picture perfect demanding filial trust and loyalty…then doing heinous crimes behind the backs of the ones who trusted these creeps on pedestals…I hate pedestals with a passion…pedestals are not good for any of us…There is too much pressure to perform and act a certain way when you are on a pedestal…Also those on pedestals go crazy they stop at nothing to keep up appearances no matter the cost keeping up appearances is all that matters…To understand what I mean by this study the very entertaining character Hyacinth from the popular show called Keeping Up Appearances. In this show which is very funny Hyacinth does a great job of showing the world how ridiculous narcissists who are harmless can be…Hyacinth is very silly in this show that is her role…Many today play certain roles and are pawns in a diabolical game of pride over character…These days being nice does not always pay and today nice people become angry when faced with wicked policies practices and procedures that limits their scope of ability to be nice…Many today are trained to be horrid talking heads limited in their scope of abilities to be kind or nice…I see this all the time…It is not the fault of the individual behind that desk or on the other line it is a systemic problem in our modernized system of a down…I still hold onto the values of my fathers the values of my ancestral lineage which is to be eternally grateful eternally kind and eternally stern as needed too…After all in a world where “survival of the fittest” is king losing sight of our humanity of what makes us human our weakness or need for others. “Survival of the fittest” creates this mindset of being a “lone star” a “lone ranger” like we are to be tough and go it alone…Texas is known as the Lone Star state…While independence and strength of character is a fine thing…It is ok to be weak we are all vulnerable and weak…It does not take much to destroy a human being…It is ok to need help and to allow others to help us…The human child is totally helpless from birth and for a time…As we become elderly and age we become once more helpless and more dependent on our families loved ones and others…We need to get back to the basics of our humanity what makes us human is our weaknesses. Strength is found in our frailties in our frail small humanity…As for myself I know I am small I know I am weak I have special needs chronic fibromyalgia pain and emotional intensity from years of trauma years of hell on earth…Like many others my childhood was not a happy childhood due to abuse…I was spiritually emotionally sexually and religiously abused…Religion was abused to fill me with toxic shame and guilt and wicked fingers found false faults with me for many years…The scriptures were abused taken out of context and used as a weapon to fill me and others like me with toxic shame…A toxic shame that was not mine to carry…Many were abused by organized religions around the world in the name of God of all things…This God is a false God a false Christ a punishing God a wicked cruel and merciless God and those that pray to this God and follow its teachings are filled with diabolical pride narcissistic pride and there is no truth in them only lies and deceit from the bowels of hell itself and abusive hate speech hell bent on destroying holy innocence in their lambs that are fed to their cult like churches for the slaughter…Slaughtering holy innocence occurs in many forms today the worst is the betrayal of trust done to holy innocent men women and children…Child abuse is the most heinous of these crimes particularly when done in the name of God…Child abuse destroys the child from the inside and can create a monster when that child becomes an adult…Many but not all who suffered from traumatic child abuse can become monsters as adults perpetuating cycles of systemic abuse…The good news is that many today in all age groups and from every walk of life are sorting this out and like myself got lots of help to get well stay well and be well…I myself had years of therapy and counseling to get better and with lots of help I broke the cycle of abuse in my own home…I could not break this cycle of abuse on my own but with lots of help from good people I broke the cycle of abuse…I had to move far away from my abusive siblings and my now elderly abusive mother…My alcoholic father passed away and may he rest in peace…What I tell you here is the truth from my perspective as a work of art…I do believe that if my beloved deceased father could speak he would agree that his generation had no idea of the scope of systemic abuse that took place in Ireland and around the world…My poor elderly mother God love her did her very best as any Irish mammy would…My God my parents never had much and never asked for much either…My parents both did their very best with the cards they were dealt which was not easy for them and many other Irish parents like them…and parents like them around the world not just Ireland who did their very best with what little they had…It has only been in the past twenty years that what was done in the dark in the name of God is being revealed with the help of heaven…My God I am 47 years old and it was only in the past seven years that I learned what the hellish word pedophile is and means…My poor parents had no idea what the hell a pedophile was and what that damned word meant…My parents were like lambs led to the slaughter treated by the wicked like breeders of children the wicked entitled themselves to harm in the name of God of all things…In the eyes of the wicked families are viewed as locusts to be crushed on a whim and as breeders of children to fill their diabolical chess board systemic scheme like pawns…I express this as a work of art in the form of my opinion and I make no claims as to statements of facts…Everyone is entitled these days to their opinions so I express my opinions loud and clear…Because “the truth is still the truth even if it stutters.” [Akiane Kramarik age 7] I do not stutter but for those who stutter the truth is still the truth…Many today hate the truth and when faced with the truth horrible people become angry…Then proceed to abuse the messenger with hate speech and false faults pointing their crooked blood stained wicked fingers at the messenger…Many who do this are criminally insane drunk on the blood of their own iniquities from their own histories of vile contraception use and birth control in all its ugly forms including their diabolical silence which is violence in their own homes filled with contraception use by their own grown adult children…Most of these beastly wretched creatures are horrible women who are more concerned about keeping up appearances than they are about the victims of their criminal empires their false God false Christ cult like churches…These beastly people are controlled by the beast and his demons from hell itself…There is no truth in these witches only lies and deceit from the bowels of hell and their false God who is a devil whom they serve…Many like this have become like devils because they have become the wicked things they hate and their spirits were changed as they continued to embrace wicked death in various forms such as birth control contraception abortion and other horrible vices and sins…These horrible women and men forget that their sin is always before them and they love to point their blood stained crooked wicked fingers at those who oppose them finding false faults in others…When faced with the truth of what they have become that they are despicable people they become angry and use threatening speech and will retaliate and switch their positions so as to play the victim when they are anything but the victim they are in fact wicked wolves in sheep’s clothing…When faced with the truth by the fearless lion or lionesses from the tribes of the God of life these creeps back off or face being devoured by the truth found in fearless lions and lionesses…I speak here in a mystical manner about human wolves in sheep’s clothing and the human lions and lionesses sent to face them down and to fill these creeps with fear of the God of life of the lion of the tribe of Judah who already won the war…Death has no sting to the lions of the twelve tribes of Christianity for their God is the God of life and their Christ is the true Jesus Christ the lion from the tribe of Judah…To put it this way you piss off a wolf you get a pack of wolves on the attack well you piss off a lion you get a pride of lions on the prowl on the hunt to destroy the wolves in sheep’s clothing who pissed off the wrong pride the wrong tribes shall we say…This is a mystical discussion and the lion always wins and the lion already won the war centuries before…When hunted and prowled by a pride of Lions packs of wolves disperse in fear for they have been found out and disbanded by angry lions…While an angry wolf can be scary an angry lion or lioness is terrifying…The lion hunts in silence the angry lion unlike the wolf does not howl or make a lot of noise…The lions rage is silent and mighty centuries in the making and when the mystical lion roars the whole world will be rendered silent…All mortal flesh will be silenced when the Lion of the tribe of Judah roars!!! An angry lioness has no need to howl or make noise for she is confident and knows what she is…She will silently hunt and destroy by making into her prey the predators that dared to mess with her cubs…The silent angry lioness is more fearsome more terrifying than a pack of wolves that make lots of noise…While it seems that wolves in sheep’s clothing are the victors in this life…The lion of the tribe of Judah will act and the pride of lions from all four corners of the earth will act at the appointed time known to the God of life alone rendering all mortal flesh silent and the wicked wolves in sheep’s clothing will be destroyed…When the lion and lioness roars all mortal flesh will be silenced…As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my footage of The Virgin Mary’s House in Ephesus Turkey…Let the spoils of war that went to the victors over the centuries who boasted incessantly about their exploits turn on them and spoil them for all eternity in the city of the damned hellfire….Remember too that “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” The true Mary the mother of the son of the Most High God of life has most certainly been scorned…The world has yet to see the wrath of the woman scorned whose name is Mary hidden in sacred scriptures who on earth was very small yet is like a mighty lioness from the tribe of Judah…A Sulamite woman a strong woman to be contended with when mankind is called to account for the war on the womb the war of all flesh and contraception and birth control and abortions will be accounted for by the angry mystical lioness whose name is Mary…The world forgets that if you piss off a Sulamite woman though centuries pass and silence remains…From the violence of silence will come a centuries old angry roar from the Lioness who is Mary and the Lion from the tribe of Judah who is the true Jesus Christ…Let all mortal flesh be silent for the when the day of contention known only to the God of life arrives…All mortal flesh will be silenced…For Mary the true Mary the true Mother Of The Son Of The Most High God Of Life…The Lioness of the tribe of Judah our holy one from Mount Pharan…This post is for you…A mystical work of art…