A Contest – The Drought – A Reflection

These little reflections A Contest and The Drought were authored by Akiane kramarik between the ages of 7-11 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Six Page 228 – “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 featured image I choose for this reflection is what I call smart phone art…Yes this is my artistic expression using my smart phone…I express that contraception birth control is the art of war on all flesh…I express this in an artistic manner showcasing the contraception ring which is one of many devices of the war on all flesh to limit the births of children…The red background symbolizes for me the ocean of bloodletting that birth control really is…A forced miscarriage of justice with forced miscarriages via hostile wombs found in astaroth women whose wombs have become unto their own unborn children tombs as their bodies are now unto their own unborn children – War Machines…Contraception abortifacient and abortion aborting war machines who abort on a regular basis the mission of the God of life who sends children via conception to be birthed…War machine human beings whom I call astaroth men and women who are controlled by asmoedues and his ilk wage a war on themselves and their own unborn children in the worst war ever unfurled in what I call the war on the womb from the war on all flesh…So the red background represents the ocean of bloodletting that birth control and abortion truly is which is a nightmare hell on earth for billions of unborn children around the world…The yellow color for the words The art of war on all flesh symbolizes the light of truth found in sunlight and light in general…The blue for the word contraception indicates the false halos that many wear today often in blue posers who virtue pose and virtue signal yet in a very contra affair categorically and systemically destroys our own species from within…The color green for Birth Control and for the word Ring represents the color of grass for these snakes in the grass who via profane policies backed by profane laws brought about via their banality their war of words the total destruction of our children both born and unborn…The dark black circle indicates the dark arts behind the contraception ring and other such devices and the white in the circle represents the white silent holy anger of the holy angels and armies of heaven over this outrageous banal art of war on all flesh in the form of the war on the womb the war on the seed of man the war on the human child…The color black for the words Ring of fire symbolizes the inferno that birth control really is in its many vile ugly forms not limited to contraceptive devices such as the contraception ring and abortion…In this wicked cruel and merciless war on the human child…The child is viewed as the enemy the child is viewed as a soldier though the child is the least among us the most helpless the smallest “who in whoville” shall we say…We know Dr. Seuss coined the terms who and whoville…A war was waged on the human child both born and unborn and many a village idiot willingly agree to taking contraception to regulate their periods and such and many also agree and ask to be sterilized…Many who agree to being sterilized often have a history of contraception use and abortions which is all the same…Talk about banal vile hatred of the least among us the little human child both born and unborn…I will now quote from Akiane’s poem…In A contest Akiane writes “Trying to convince everyone”…I end it there as this reflection is very short and I insist on building the mystery by limiting my quotes for purposes of this review which is in the form of a series of reflections and to follow copyright guidelines which allows for limited quotes for this purpose…I also encourage my followers and readers to purchase your own copies of Akiane’s amazing book of prose…In The Drought Akiane writes “the dawn clouds are stripped”…I limit my quote from this short reflection too for the same reasons…Many today try to convince others to join them in a very inclusive manner yet these same ones exclude anyone who opposes them…Ones like that claim to be inclusive but in reality are very exclusive unless you tow their party line you will be excluded viciously excluded…I will continue my wee chat about staying safe…I have more to share with my readers on ways to stay safe in a world gone stark raving mad…In my previous post I wrote about a horrible woman who was nothing but a front and potentially yes probably a scumbag intelligence or information robber who functions as a procurator of evil…Many awful women only want to gain entry into your home to gather intelligence and rob you blind of your identity and sell you down the river of blood in the banal sex trafficking and or organ trafficking business…I was right about the weirdo with the nice website she is a front she is fronting in the wild frontier of the modern wild wild west gone stark raving mad…I knew that she would not respond to my text and voicemail…I left that witch a text and a voicemail…Both of which were very polite and I was sure to say nothing untoward…In fact I was genuinely apologetic about needing to cancel…I suppose horrible banal women who are scumbag posers and virtue signalers and procurators of evil would expect the likes of me to apologize for living…To apologize for being conceived…To apologize for my conception and birth…An apology I am audacious enough never ever to make…I am unto the wicked their obnoxious unapologetic snake in the grass their pain in the ass who can kiss my white Irish ass…Due to this pandemic and for obvious safety reasons these creeps never get near enough to me to kiss my white Irish ass…Fair enough…Since I knew due to the pathology I observed in this awful woman who loves to quote Mohammed Ali a great boxer who wrote that he liked to “fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee”…From the lips and mouth of a respected great boxer statements like that are ok with me…I had the privilege of watching Mohammed Ali’s daughter in a fight that she won…Mohammed Ali’s daughter retired undefeated in her own personal art of war in the boxing ring…A mighty woman to contend with in the boxing ring and I have no doubt of her abilities to knock women like me out in the first round as I am not a professional boxer…I am ok with Mohammed Ali’s daughter declaring from the roof tops that she like her father flies like a butterfly and stings like a bee…Laila Ali like her father is very intelligent and understands the personal power of both the mind and the human body…Well done Laila Ali in your business and marketing savvy as well as your strong intuition which served you very well when choosing which fighters to fight in the boxing ring of your amazing extraordinary life…I saw Laila Ali fight and win naturally in Oneida New York at the Turning Stone Casino…This was during my compulsive gambling days that is now a part of my past that I share with my readers…Because unlike many unsafe narcissistic horrible people who front all the time…I have no problem being transparent and showing the world my own frail and flawed sacred humanity scars and all…What does not sit right with me is when narcissistic women abuse quotes by Mohammed Ali to set themselves apart from and above others calling folks who may wish to emulate their qualities nothing but “copies”…Stop right there that is a red flag and very concerning…For example I joke that my crazy style and sense of humor is not something folks want to emulate…I am ok with that…However, should someone say hey I admire this or that quality in you your ability to laugh your own shit storm life off as a massive stupid joke…I may want to try that approach to improve my own outlook on life…I am ok with that…That’s alright with me…I admire qualities in women like Laila Ali…I do not admire procurators of evil who front all the time…After that awful front of a fake kind woman hung up on me…I saw fit to text her that I am glad she got my message and not to worry she will never hear from me again and that hanging up on folks is a major put off for ever dealing with the likes of her…Women like that are for the birds…Very dangerous toxic unsafe and I thank my God who is the God of life that via my abilities to read people’s energy as I am a psychic life coach…I read her energy right I was dead on with that one…I would not under any circumstances interfere with her civil rights which are to conduct business in a peaceable manner as a law abiding civilian…Not at all I do not wish her ill or evil either…Nasty people who front bring evil upon themselves and tis karma not me mind you but karma that will catch up with that one and deal her a mighty blow she will never for for all eternity for messing with the wrong folks…I am Christian I do not believe in violence if something or someone does not concern me then I really do not care…Tis true I do not give a fuck or a shit about scumbags of the lowest order…I leave shit heads like that awful woman to their own devices their reward for their banal fronts…I thank my God who is the God of life that I read the energy of that witch right…My message is this don’t darken my door and as your reward I will not bother my arse darkening your door…I had an experience in Europe with a horrible single mother whose energy I read dead on…I sent that narcissistic witch a text to cease and desist contact…I told my son who was old enough to understand that this bat shit crazy woman will act stupid…She will act like she never got my texts and calls and she will show up tomorrow morning demanding I mind her child…I was minding her child before and after school an agreement I made but stopped very fast when that witch refused to abide by my basic guidelines which included a legal document I had drawn up in the form of a hold harmless agreement and a legally binding agreement not to devour me in legal law suits over things I do not do and would never do and over accidents that can occur…I’m telling you she drove into my driveway and like an army general I sent her running…I had to sternly but gently and politely tell her lovely son who was a lively bright and pleasant boy to please get back into his mother’s car…Which he did at least children can listen to and obey basic commands better than lost sheep dumb ass’d adults…I ripped her a new one for being a careless negligent brazen single mother with no care or concern for her own lovely boy…I never blame children for the crimes of their shit head dumb ass’d stupid parents…I told that bitch what you don’t check your texts or phone calls and you cannot follow basic guidelines and show me a woman whom you allow to care for your lovely boy basic decency common respect…A woman whom you hate yet you risk sending your boy to my care? I gave her the what for…I tell ya…She beat the pavement so fast you would think a bullet hit her…I informed the school of my decision to discontinue my part time care for that child…I had already informed the school and the local authorities of my acceptance of the responsibility of part time child care…I then with force revoked that decision and that bitch never ever darkened my door again…Further to this she could not falsely accuse me of doing anything untoward or wrong…Her boy is smarter than her sad to say and he would make a great attorney some day…That bright young lad saw fit to challenge my decision to which I gently and sternly replied I am sorry this did not work out but well done in your good and fine explanation as to why I should reconsider…You can thank your mother for my decision and no I will not reconsider…I encouraged that young man to be the best that he can be and that one day when he is a grown man he will have many friends of his own and will be free to visit whomever he pleases…Till then I told that bright lad that he has to put up with boring adults who must make hard choices that are not his fault…I received a bright and cheery warm smile and a heartfelt thank you for listening to this lad for giving him a voice and for encouraging him to do well in school and in life in the modern wilderness of the war on all flesh…I further stated that I was glad that my son could be friends with this lovely lad while in school and we left it at that…I never yell at or blame the children of dumb ass’d narcissistic parents whom I call lost sheep parents…As a thank you for the follows and the likes enjoy my song titled The Art of War sung by yours truly in five languages. And my song titled I’m Just A Chemical also sung by yours truly in five languages…Told ya I am educated and multilingual…Holla…Yeah! I can be obnoxious and rude and when it comes to the devil and the works of the devil I got a really bad attitude as evidenced by my satan disss track series which I Include in this post too…………Namaste…………

…………I’m Just A Chemical – Contraception in all its forms birth control and abortion has reduced the unborn child to nothing but a chemical…This song is my voice for the unborn child the unborn children whose voices are categorically and systemically ignored in the art of the war on all flesh in the form of the war on the womb and seed of mankind…………
…………The Art Of War – In The Art Of War there are no winners only lies of sinners…………
…………My Satan Diss Track Series it goes like Diss…………