Between The Wrinkles Of The Edge – A Reflection

This poem titled Between The Wrinkles Of The Edge was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 10 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Four Page 133 “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.”

The poem Between The Wrinkles Of The Edge consists of five stanzas with three lines in the first stanza and eight lines in the middle three stanzas and three lines in the last stanza…The photograph I choose for this reflection is…A photograph taken years ago of me as a young teenage girl and my father who has since passed away…May he rest in peace…I choose this photograph because this poem talks about hardened hearts and how we can find it within ourselves to allow love to shine and defrost our cold hardened hearts…My father was a very kind caring and loving father…He was a very interested father and he took an interest in all eight of his children…My father was able to bond with all eight of us in his own unique way and unique to each family member…My father loved to play the accordion and I got my gift of music from both of my parents…My mother loved to sing at home too…My parents had plenty of love to give to all eight of us and they showed their love for us in their own way through years of hard work and providing for all eight of us and making sure we were always very well fed…Over the years we had family pets mostly dogs and some cats…Our parents understood the value of human life the value of the human child particularly the value of their own brood of eight…Despite an alcohol addiction on my father’s part and co dependency issues and other issues on my mother’s part…My parents were amazing and are my forever heroes…I have to say this too…I won’t be the first to say this and I won’t be the last to say it…I did not appreciate my parents enough growing up and it is only now as a grown adult with a child of my own that I can fully appreciate my parents…I sincerely do believe that all of us must become mature and grow up to learn how to appreciate our parents and when we become parents ourselves this humbling amazing experience often helps us to grow up more and to appreciate our own parents more…I know this to be true in my story…I will quote some of Akiane’s amazing poem now…Wow as I study this poem I want to quote all of it for you my readers…I must limit quotes to encourage you to purchase your own copy of this wonderful book of poems and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes…The first stanza opens with “Between the wrinkles of the edge is the lost time–an interlude.” This poem goes on to talk about loneliness and the inability of other’s to hurt you “when all minds are gone”…This poem describes the insanity of narcissistic self love gone horribly wrong and how for many the memories created are self made memories often without children or holy love…Rather memories of lives spent building capital and wealth full of “betrayed love”…Love stories without children childless couples who purposely choose to be childless or to limit the births of their children…”Betrayed love” happens in many forms today and comes in many forms…Many today demand your trust and loyalty and respect but do not deserve any of this yet many give these gifts of themselves to unworthy wolves in sheep’s clothing…These days many minds are gone lost in narcissistic self love gone horribly wrong the scriptures that comes to mind as I write are “mankind will become lovers of themselves”. A lot of what the scriptures talk about in the Holy Bible has happened over the centuries and is unfolding as we speak from the book of revelation…We are living in the times of revelations we are now living in the book of life in the time of revelations…Whereby with the help of heaven what was done in the dark is now being revealed…What Habacuc said has happened and will be done…What Isaiah said has happened…What Jeremiah lamented has happened…I quote sacred scriptures here…”They have done indecently to the children” – “The women are ravished” – “Their houses are empty” “Their skirts are walking tombs” – Sorry if not exact quotes but the scriptures speak about mothers forsaking and forgetting their own children…The God of life never forgot mankind it is mankind who has forgotten the God of life…The God of life left mankind to their own devices for a time in his wrath the God of life did this and this explains the widespread insanity that we live in today…Women today are conditioned to desire a man a husband which is normal and a fine thing…What I mean by conditioned is women today are often bat shit crazy…These women will look for signs and will read into every cue they get from a man that shows them any kind of attention…Women crave the attentions of men and as such are bat shit crazy…For one of my jobs I speak to people from all over the world…The most common question I am asked is from female callers needing reassurance that some man who either dumped them or whom they are interested in will be in their lives in the future…Or some man that they themselves dumped but wished they had not because they miss the sex or the money or other amenities that came with friends with benefits or other unhealthy love situations that are in reality false love stories…Women often become obsessive about their person of interest and that is neither healthy or good…It is very simple if a man wants a woman in his life he will go to the ends of the earth to pursue his lady love…These days many men have forgotten how to act and are so used to women fawning over them that these days men do not have to lift a finger to get laid…Many women today literally go on the prowl and hunt for husbands and or partners…These beastly women then boast incessantly about how wonderful they are and about their abilities to snag a man a husband…I have witnessed this myself in women many times…I know a woman named Janette who has twelve lovely children with her husband of many years…Janette is excessively proud exceedingly proud and would verbally abuse me over the years…The verbal abuse got so ugly that Janette would bad mouth me behind my back to others in the community….You see I was in her eyes a low life a single mother a disgrace a loser a woman with no success a woman for whom it is not possible to find a match or husband…Janette was so vicious with her verbal abuse that she would make fun of the kind of men I spoke to and suggested that one man named Carl who is a good man a decent man too old for me but a good man…Janette thought that Carl was a man with no teeth and was surprised when she saw his social media photo that he was decent looking…I am not in touch with Carl now but Carl was a friend of mine for many years and was consistently kind and caring and very decent too…We would never have made a compatible match due to the large age difference…Carl is seventeen years older than me…What I am talking about is how horrible women like that Janette can be…Janette herself was grossly obese for years as was her husband..I was always kind to Janette and never found fault with her ways of living…Janette needed a lot of correction but far be it for me to tell her the errors of her ways because Janette was too proud to listen to a woman like me…Janette and her husband had to get surgery in the form of stomach stapling to help reduce their obesity problems…Janette was too proud to tell me that for fear that I would find fault with her…I thought the surgery was a fine thing as long as they could keep the weight off why not get that surgery…Janette is bat shit crazy and I have nothing whatsoever to do with Janette or her family now…Her children are all lovely and all children are lovely as a rule…The only way children become horrible is if they are taught to be horrid by their horrible parents…So to this day Janette is a known gossip monger who spews hate speech against other women and who spreads vile rumors as well..Janette thinks she is holy and good and better than others and above reproach…Janette did such a fine job of bad mouthing me to others in Spanish including her own spanish speaking mother that many hated me sight unseen…The hatred Janette unfurled on me was vicious and vile…Janette likely has no clue how horrible she is how truly wretched she is…Janette is nothing but a fat slob ugly on a good day butt fucking ugly on a good day never mind a bad day…What makes Janette so fucking ugly is not her looks mind you it is her nasty low life piece of shit personality…The way Janette conducts herself behind the backs of those she pretends to care about…Janette and women like her are not capable of authentic friendship or authentic love there is no truth in women like Janette…Janette is a toxic pill to be around and I am glad she is no longer a part of my life…Thanks be to the God of my understanding…I worked hard to lose weight too and my weight loss was dramatic…I lost 40 pounds over the course of a year and a half…Which Oh Snap!!! I never needed surgery to accomplish which made Janette and others like her Jello or Jealous…I worked hard to lose my weight which included regular exercise..Janette’s piece of shit husband a capital jerk would ask me to drive him home from social events I happened to be at because he was too drunk to drive…I was like holy shit this guy is a jerk…I had to get another older lady to ride in my car with me to drive that jerk home one evening from a social event so that I could stay safe…Janette is bat shit crazy and by the grace of my God the God of life Janette accidentally left a not so pleasant voice message unbeknownst to herself on my phone where Janette is recorded yelling at her husband for wanting to call me back…At the time of that incident I thought these jerks were my friends…With friends like that who needs enemies???…All Janette’s husband was going to do was simply return my phone call…I had contact with both of them at the time this happened…Janette said to her husband which was recorded in my voice mail “why do you want to call that bitch back?” The language was awful from the mouth of a Roman Catholic woman and mother of twelve children…I was shocked when I heard that message because while I was aware Janette had bad mouthed me in Spanish and English…I was not aware of the deep seeded level of hatred Janette felt towards me…Janette hated my guts and was simply posing as a friend which for me was very hurtful…I was devastated by this because Janette and her family were people I once trusted…Janette hunted down and snagged her husband and boasts about this to anyone who will listen…Janette wrote to her husband and stated she wanted to be more than just friends…Well if Janette behaved more like a reserved lady perhaps her husband would have pursued her more and in the end they would have been married anyway…Now the records show that Janette made all the moves and pursued that man relentlessly much to the chagrin of many including Fr. Weslin may he rest in peace a Roman Catholic Priest who knew the two of them and did not approve of Janette’s appalling behavior and the subsequent marriage…I know this because I personally met Fr. Weslin who told me this himself…Fr. Weslin thought that Janette had played the harlot and that her aggressive pursuit of her husband was low class and a shamed disgrace…I agreed with Fr. Weslin and proud Janette had no idea that many thought that way about the little boastful harlot Janette…A woman like myself comes along in need of help and all that harlot Janette saw was a fallen single mother not worthy of respect or consideration…Women like Janette turn my stomach and make my blood boil and they make me sick…Janette never bothered to really get to know me and Janette underestimated me not understanding that I have a working knowledge of ten languages and that I have been to ten countries…Including recent travel that I did with my son…When Janette knew me I had been to Hong Kong China, Canada, the USA and Ireland…Since then I have visited Turkey, France, Portugal, Lanzarote in the Canary Islands and other parts of the USA including more recent time spent in Ireland and Europe…Women like Janette need to experience a leveling of their pride and reality checks too…Janette once had the power to hurt me but I rose above her scum of the earth slimy ways and cut her out of my life…Janette is nothing but a parasitic worm full of lies and deceit and too full of herself to recognize her own many faults…Janette is too busy finding fault with other women like myself…To even consider looking at her own faults…Janette lost my respect and will never ever regain my respect…Janette’s ass is grass in my eyes and that will never change for all eternity…I was good to Janette and never pulled any of the crap she pulled with me…One of Janette’s lovely daughter’s became pregnant outside of marriage which is very common these days..I am a single mother myself so I understand this very well…In my case I was raped…Janette’s lovely daughter birthed a lovely child…Janette told me she got a taste of her own medicine others were horrible to her in her Roman Catholic Church and verbally abused Janette and her family finding false faults with their lovely daughter…Janette told me this herself and Janette said sorry to me for being so awful to me…I forgave Janette but too much damage was done by her hate speech crimes done to me behind my back that while I can forgive I will never forget and will never respect Janette ever again…I call it Irish poetic justice you cross a feisty Irish mammy like myself you will rue the day you did that for all eternity…Tis simply the Irish in me and you can thank my ancestry for that…Janette carries a lot of toxic shame because her mother is a single mother…Her own mother never married and had many children from her father…Janette’s father was abusive and treated his own children including Janette like garbage…I am not clear if Janette’s mother had children by other men too but I know she had many children outside of marriage with a bad man…A man who was not there for his children the way men are supposed to be…Janette carries toxic shame because of how she was conceived and this toxic shame is not hers to carry but Janette refuses to let go of her toxic shame…Janette is consequently a toxic person and not a safe person to be around…I was born in wedlock to two loving Irish parents number five of eight children welcomed into the world with open arms…My message is this…Regardless of how they come children are always a blessing…Janette needs to learn how to purge herself of her toxic shame a shame that was never hers to carry in the first place…Janette over compensates due to feelings of deep inadequacy by boasting incessantly about how wonderful she is….I cannot save women like Janette from sabotaging themselves and others around them…Janette has been left to her own devices long ago as her reward for her diabolical pride like so many others…My God I did not do anything to Janette to deserve the hatred she showed me with her vile gossip done behind my back…Janette gossiped in Spanish in front of me in my presence because Janette did not take the time to really know me…I understood her Spanish from my years of reading and writing and speaking Spanish in Europe…Janette underestimated me and I enjoyed not correcting my enemy Janette for making horrible mistakes in my very presence…I too can be very Napoleonic in my own way…Revenge is always better served stone cold…Because I am Christian though no longer a Roman Catholic thanks be to the God of life…That parasitic worm that is Janette enjoyed taking the piss out of me in Spanish in my presence and at my expense…I let her away with it because Janette was making many serious mistakes and I was enjoying the ride…When I decided to correct Janette in Spanish for her nasty behavior her jaw dropped and she was shocked…With friends like Janette who needs enemies…I sincerely do wish Janette well and I hope that proud Janette will learn from the mistakes she made in my presence…When I speak to others in French, German, Arabic, to name a few languages that I have a working knowledge of including Spanish…Many are pleasantly surprised…My enemies are simply floored which is entertaining to observe…Do not mess with an intelligent feisty Irish Mammy…For she can insult you in languages you do not understand including her own native language Gaelic and you would not want that now would you??? The last sentence is my own sense of humor at work…I tell you the Janette story to showcase ways women these days are out of their minds…As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my playlist of songs I wrote in Spanish, German French and Gaelic…Namaste!!! The first playlist are two Spanish songs that I wrote…The other playlist includes other languages…Namaste means I bow to the divine in you…