Hope – Emptied – A Reflection

These little reflections Hope and Emptied 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 232 – “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 little reflection is of my son and I during our epic South Dakota road trip in 2017…We visited Spearfish Canyon which is a spectacular spot for its rugged natural beauty…We took our road trip in late spring a perfect time of year because it is quiet and not too hot or too cold…I will now quote from Akiane’s little reflections…In Hope Akiane writes…”it is hope”…I leave out the rest of this short reflection…In Emptied Akiane writes…”emptied by the first choice” I leave out the opening part of that reflection too as part of the process of building the mystery to encourage my readers to purchase your own copy of Akiane’s book of prose and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes…Sadly many today see fit to fill others with false hope a lot of false hope is sold to many an unwary sheep by wolves in sheep’s clothing…Also, when a person makes a bad choice or bad choices these bad choices affects themselves and others and renders that person empty inside…Many malignant narcissists exist today who are expert in the dark arts of building up their targets only to tear them apart once the idealization phase is over…I describe the diabolical dance with a malignant narcissist as follows…The poem titled the spider and the fly authored by Mary Howitt in 1829…In fact I sing my adaptation of this brilliant poem on You Tube which I will share with my readers and followers at the end of this reflection…I include this brilliant poem here for your reading pleasure…What this accomplishes is ways wolves in sheep’s clothing hide behind flattery and soft speech a massive web of lies and deceit which is a dismal den…This is evidenced by the many bad abusive marriages that exist these days…Sadly in many ways the laws of the land in America and around the world encourage legal taking of hostages via banal marriage licenses and contracts in business dealings including rental leases and such…Many couples caught in abusive narcissistic dismal dens of bad marriages and diabolical unions often find escape very difficult…For victims of malignant narcissists and pathological narcissists become hostage via vile verbal abuse and non verbal abuse via passive aggressive intimidation tactics…That include fiery glares odd tones of voice used that though not loud or yelling is terrible in tone…This type of abuse is a form of ambient abuse or coercive control to fill victims with fear…Diabolical narcissists often alternate between demonic scary angry rages and diabolical silence hell bent on filling their partners who are victims with toxic shame and toxic fear…Ambient abuse is hell bent via the demons that work through diabolical narcissists to create a state of fear and dread in their targets so as to enforce compliance and loyalty…This kind of abuse often causes Stockholm syndrome in their victims…Systemic abuse that went on for centuries in industrial schools and on an industrial scale incorporated diabolical trauma based control psychological warfare which groomed many holy innocent young children to grow up and become abusive types who range from benign narcissistic types like the character in the popular British Television Show titled Keeping Up Appearances found in Hyacinth…Who is very comedic and very funny but really grandiose in many respects and too picky when it came to her china and other things…Hyacinth is ridiculous in this show and the actress nails the role very well…I enjoy watching that show it is very entertaining…Hyacinth would be what you call a benign narcissist…Her Narcissism is rather comedic and ridiculous but Hyacinth would not harm anyone…There is a vast spectrum of Narcissistic types too long to list here…The spider in the brilliant poem titled The Spider and the Fly would be considered an evil counselor and evil genius a malignant narcissist…The poor fly an unsuspecting lamb holy and innocent that knows not to be wary of evil counselors found in diabolical malignant narcissists…In my adaptation of this brilliant poem I sing a warning to little children and in the end the little children wake up and become more wary and so my wee song ends on a very positive note whereby the little fly says “no! no! no!” and flies away home…Though through my own personal journey of eternity I have a better understanding of ways social predators groom children and adults for abuse…I will never ever for all eternity ever fully understand the depravities behind men and women of depraved minds…You know virtue posers abound today and an example I personally experienced one of many experiences I had sad to say…Is this a man from Australia who is a public figure and well respected…Goes around the world offering healing services in many churches…I personally attended three of his healing services…My third encounter with this globe trotting world figure public person was not good…I got very bad vibes from that man and felt in my spirit that something was not right and that he was a predator of women…I seriously got a very bad feeling about this man who is noted for bringing about healing experiences in those who flock to him…I myself experienced some positive feelings of healing from his services but looking back now…I would say this that the God of Life saw fit to heal me through years of hard work and dedication and that while those healing services seemed very beneficial to me at the time…My healing process was and remains a mystical mystery not limited to healing services provided by malignant narcissistic virtue posers and virtue signalers…Further to this that awful public figure does an excellent job on his social media page of speaking about evil in our world…Such as abortion that many view as diabolically pure evil…I agree abortion is intrinsically evil a horribly wicked act that destroys the least among us the helpless holy innocent unborn child…What is very concerning here is this man is actually a malignant narcissistic virtue poser and virtue signaler who promotes that lost sheep flock to these churches that are full of diabolical wolves in sheep’s clothing from the bowels of hell waiting like spiders to devour little flies found in our children and men and women…It really is awful it truly is…To be a globe trotting pure evil virtue poser and virtue signaler leading the blind to perdition found in all seven diabolical organized crime churches whose members lie cheat kill and destroy on a regular basis…Many readers know about the horrible profanities and scandals that fill the roman catholic child and adult sex cult…Found in banal acts done by horrible priests and horrible nuns and their lost sheep flocks who harm children and men and women in the name of God…I include a link here about a diabolical malignant narcissist a BBC presenter turned preacher who is guilty of forty counts of predatory abuse dating back to 1990…Horrible people like that have no conscience all these wicked wolves in sheep’s clothing care about is the show nothing more and nothing less…Many virtue posers and virtue signalers are just as guilty as the creeps they send lost sheep to flock to only to be horribly maligned and abused by malignant low life’s on pedestals of pride…It is truly disgusting and on the day of contention The God of Life will call to task not only all of the wicked who vote for and support banal abortion and all forms of child homicide found in spermicides and contraception devices as well as abortion…The God of Life will also call to task the horrible virtue posters and virtue signalers for their ungodly unholy false Christ false Mary false God imposter behaviors that has led many lost sheep to the slaughter of banal child and adult rapes and other banal crimes…As a woman for whom I have great respect once said “the house of cards is falling”…I would agree that the house of cards of centuries of lies and deceit are most certainly falling…And it is about goddamn time…Let the house of cards fall where they may and the wicked eat their lunch and drink from their own poison cup of iniquities…Black is black and White is white…As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my version of that awesome poem titled The Spider and The Fly whereby in my version the Fly therefore and wherefore hitherto sees fit to say No! No! No! and dares not durst not enter into the parlor of the evil counselor with many a winding stairs that lead to many a banal altar of pride and lies and deceit….Also enjoy my songs titled Back to White and White is the new Black…Heaven help us all…Also as a special treat enjoy my footage of a white miniature pony from our world travels and a lovely white tiger…I share this footage of the miniature white pony and the white tiger…Because white in and of itself in purity is spectacularly lovely…What makes white black are the eyes black as lead and hearts black as coal that hide behind royal robes that are glittering and gold and white banal human beings who are in reality malignant narcissists diabolical wolves in sheep’s clothing…All that glitters is not gold and not all that appears in glowing white and false light is pure…My song white is the new black address this problem of black hearts and eyes black as coal…………Namaste…………


The Spider And The Fly – [1]— Mary Howitt (1829)

“Will you walk into my parlour?” said a spider to a fly;
” ‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no!” said the little fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.”

“I’m sure you must be weary, with soaring up so high,
Will you rest upon my little bed?” said the spider to the fly.
“There are pretty curtains drawn around, the sheets are fine and thin;
And if you like to rest awhile, I’ll snugly tuck you in.”
“Oh no, no!” said the little fly, “for I’ve often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!”

Said the cunning spider to the fly, “Dear friend, what shall I do,
To prove the warm affection I’ve always felt for you?
I have, within my pantry, good store of all that’s nice;
I’m sure you’re very welcome—will you please to take a slice?”
“Oh no, no!” said the little fly, “kind sir, that cannot be,”
I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.”

“Sweet creature!” said the spider, “you’re witty and you’re wise.
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.”
“I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you’re pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I’ll call another day.”

The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew, the silly fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner, sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the fly.
Then he went out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
“Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple—there’s a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead.”

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue:—
Thinking only of her crested head, poor foolish thing!—At last
Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast.

He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour—but she ne’er came out again!
—And now, dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne’er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart, and ear, and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.

…………The Spider And The Fly – Mary Howitt 1829 – My adaption of this epic poem…………

…………Back To White Series – Playlist…………
Back To White
………….White is the new black – Ina Triune…………
…………Forgive Yourself – Cause White is the new Black…………

…………An adorable White Miniature Pony…………
…………A lovely white tiger…………