Division – Breathing – A Reflection

These little reflections Division and Breathing 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 238 – “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 selected for this reflection is of my son and I during our epic road trip through the badlands of South Dakota…Notice the lovely painting in the background…A well known and respected Native American Artist painted that epic gorgeous colorful painting…Life can be beautiful and very colorful too…Sadly war does not care about the lovely or the beautiful or life at all…I will now quote from Akiane’s amazing reflections…In Division Akiane writes…”The Transgressor’s Intervention”…Leaving out the rest of that quote…In Breathing Akiane writes…”The joy and agony of birth”…Leaving out the rest of that short reflection…To me the reader of Akiane’s reflections and author of this review in the from of this series of reflections…There is a lot of depth to what Akiane writes…The truth is often hidden or silenced such as the silent unheard screams of unborn babies who are aborted…Mankind refuses to hear these silent screams and apart from a few pro lifers who do hear these silent screams many do not want to hear the silent screams of unborn children during the terror of the art of war on all flesh the war on the unborn child in the womb…War does not care about our unborn children and war certainly does not care about silent screams…As Akiane has written in her writings “The truth is still the truth even if it stutters” – Akiane Kramarik age 7….Honesty gets restrained by dark forces brilliant at using violence found in violence of speech and a war of words including incendiary laws and policies hell bent on inciting within their targets angry responses so as to criminalize at the drop of a hat holy innocent youth men women and children…Transparency is hard to find these days and as one follows the news those found guilty of heinous child abuse were expert in the dark art of not being transparent for years…The tide is turning and though it is already very late in this dark art of war on all flesh the tide is slowly but surely turning…You know I followed the Jeffrey Epstein case…Jeffrey Epstein was a horrible man a man of the devil a man of the beast…A man who consumed the flesh of young holy innocent girls…A man who used another horrible woman to be his procurator of evil by procuring these innocent girls for Jeffrey Epstein to defile by pedophile child rape…Jeffrey Epstein was a malignant narcissist a monstrous man extremely dangerous and I dare say a full blown demoniac…Epstein was ruled by asmodeus and astaroth as well as wormwood to name a few of the fallen angels that ruled Epstein…Epstein was an evil genius expert at evading justice for years by playing the victim and by acting stupid when questioned…Jeffrey Epstein became wealthy via ill gotten gains in a very unholy ungodly manner…Jeffrey Epstein was always a fraud from day one and was expert at hiding that he was an impostor…Jeffrey Epstein looked good in the public eye for a long time and was expert at both virtue posing and virtue signaling through his diabolical female procurator of evil his horrible beastly partner in crime who was also arrested and is a great flight risk…Social predators abound today and can be found every where these days…Ya know most parents if offered a chance phrased in this manner such as “would you like to take your children to Epstein’s pedophile island?” Most parents would refuse…Out of basic decency and a holy desire to protect their beloved innocent children from heinous rape…Sadly horrible parents would say yes to that…There are horrible parents in our world mothers and fathers who do terrible things to their own children…That being said most normal parents would say absolutely not!!!…Exclamation marks included for emphasis…Well the roman catholic church and all seven churches around the world are full of social predators and child predators…It is so horrible now that when families take their children to church they risk exposing their holy innocent children to vile pedophiles and social predators…With another recent arrest of yet another cardinal for trafficking and raping boys and girls at his beach house property…It is appalling to witness the lack of empathy the lukewarm carelessness of many roman catholics whose typical responses to such news is similar to my own crazy auntie’s response…My aunt Mary is a staunch roman catholic…My now elderly aunt Mary responds as follows…Just do not leave your children alone when you go to church…What the fuck?…Jesus h Christ?…By Jesus h Christ I address the false Christ from hell itself who is the devil…Hence Jesus hell Christ or the false Christ from hell itself…The acceptance of child molesters among their ranks in roman catholics these lost sheep village idiots is not lost on me…My God my stupid auntie insists on going to what I call pedophile islands found in many roman catholic cult like filthy churches…Their priests are worse yet…Their priests are delusional and out of touch with reality…Their priests often have sex with women or men or worse yet children yet these scumbags demand the filial trust of their demented twisted followers forgetting that their altars built of stone and elevated on steps of narcissistic pride are profaned by their own vile iniquities…My God no wonder the world is a shit storm…With horses asses marching off to many an organized religion cult…Our children are accessed for abuse wholesale in a very systemic and categorical manner…When I rephrased the question and asked my bat shit crazy elderly aunt Mary would you take your children to Epstein’s pedophile Island?…Her reply was immediate of course not…To which I replied well when roman catholics and others like them take their children to all seven churches it is no different than a small archipelago of pedophile filled Islands or clusters of properties cordoned off and full of predators of every kind…To her credit my Aunt Mary showed me some damn respect for a change and sighed and replied that I am right that it is disgusting and politely ended that wee chat due to being tired which I respect…I respect my elderly Aunt Mary I do not respect vile predatory hellholes found in organized religions in all seven churches…I do not hate the village idiots who fill these pedophile islands in the form of churches with their holy innocent children…Rather I despise with a fiery passion the wormwood lies and deceit found in their priests and preachers who virtue pose and virtue signal and are responsible for filling these churches with lost sheep who are then set up as prey for vile predators…I like to joke and say this if a roman catholic or protestant or any ridiculous organized religious pompous jerk male or female says to you in a very narcissistic manner “I will pray for you”…Your response ought to be don’t bother I prefer not to be preyed upon by your vile predators whom you set me up to be preyed upon with your vile prayers to your false God that abides with those who destroy holy innocents in the dark…I tell you this…That shuts them up very fast…Tis a fine thing to silence the proud in the conceit of their hearts because far too many lost sheep think that praying false Mary rosaries to vile false Mary statues and in front of false Mary statues as agents of wickedness and other banal practices will save them on the day of contention…Meanwhile their predators prey upon little children boys and girls and men and women…I say come again the God of life does not abide with ones who lie cheat kill and destroy full of predators of every kind and every vice and sin…I tell ones like that to depart from me you wicked lost sheep and return to whatever dens from whence you came…I do not need your prayers inviting predators to destroy me…I prefer my own prayers to my God who is not your God for my God is the God of life not the God of death and destruction…Many roman catholics are so proud and conceited in their lost sheep hearts that these wretches I dare say see fit to feel sorry for ones like me who got the hell away from their shit storm predatory vile hellhole of a sex cult…I say I have no need for your lost sheep prayers or your vile conceited sympathy which is false in its very fallen nature anyway…With lost sheep friends like that who needs enemies?…I cut these ones off at the quick…Their priests are diabolical nightmares on earth…Fiendish malignant narcissists extremely proud and conceited and dangerous to men women and children…I will now share with you my readers a short story about an age old predatory practice done by social predators mostly horrible white women…I call social predators agents of the “Transgressor’s Intervention” or agents of evil or procurators of evil for when wicked ones do terrible things a conquering and divide event occurs whereby whole lives are ruined and destroyed via many an unfortunate entrapment scenario…Well my now elderly feisty Irish mammy did not go through the Joy and agony of birthing me her number five to see me fall into the many snares of the fowler…In honor of the pains of my own holy now elderly Irish mammy’s child birth particularly when she birthed little colicky me…I was a colicky baby…And in honor of my own pains and joy of birthing my own child…I shout from the rooftops I roar in very Leo fashion naturally…I do not crave the depravities of lost sheep…I do not crave your depravities or your depraved minds…By the grace of the God of life and through the holy child birth of my own amazing mother of eight children with one miscarried child rooting for all of us in heaven with the armies of heaven…I declare I refuse to fall for entrapment scenarios by women and men of depraved mind…You see I know I am stupid tis the fact that I know that I am stupid that is my saving grace…I pray to my God who is the God of life in this manner…I simply say sure God I am too stupid and I am no match for the evil genius who is the devil so please guide my every step my every breath my every word and surround me and my son and my family and extended family and loved ones though we are not close with the armies of heaven for protection against the wicked one who is an evil genius…This prayer is very effective…Then I do not have to overthink things I simply trust my God who is the God of life the God of Jacob the God of the lion of the tribe of Judah…It is my hope that my little blog will help others in some small way to sort things out and also to stay safe and stay clear of the many fowl snares out there…………

…The purse drop scheme – an ancient age old predatory practice done mostly by women…

In our increasingly unsafe world…It is vital that you understand and study your enemy…That you see your enemy coming before your enemy sees you…Then in very Napoleonic fashion never ever let your enemy know that you know of them and what they are about and “never let your enemies know when they are making a mistake” – Napoleon Bonaparte of France….In the art of war it is high time that we consider ourselves civilian soldiers…After all civilians have been labeled as the enemy and a soldier long ago in the art of war on all flesh…Sadly war cares not for our well being and safety so it is time to boot up and show nasty social predators who is the boss and who is their daddy…When dangerous creeps are reminded who is their daddy these ones run for the hills and avoid ones who remind them who is their daddy like the plague…Now I live in the deep South and here in the deep South just like other parts of our war torn world there is no end to the depravities of women and men of depraved minds…I call ones like that evil geniuses…The key to avoiding evil geniuses is to outsmart them out shadow them out follow them out fox them and simply draw them out of their evil dens of iniquity and get them arrested at the right time when these scum of the earth social predators get sloppy and make very useful mistakes…Not very long ago I took a taxi to get groceries the wife of the taxi company drove and was very nervous…I sat as I always do in the back seat and she agreed to wait for a time while I grocery shopped and then bring me home…I shared that I had a child waiting for me at home…Again in the art of war – sadly war does not care about life or the fact that I have a child at home…So I did my grocery shopping and loaded up the trunk of the taxi with my groceries…I have always been very observant…I am very observant so on my way to the store in that taxi there was nothing in the back seat…Well on my return trip in the back seat sat a large purse with many wallets in it…I noticed this right away and thought it was very odd…I smelled a rat but I could not tell that female dangerous social predatory bitch that I suspected a rat…No sir and no ma’am I did not say a word while riding in the back seat of my enemies taxi ride…Rather I brought this to her attention and stated the following…”Gosh I have taken taxis all over the world including China and never have I ever witnessed a large purse left so carelessly in the back seat”…I further stated that I just spent two years in Europe studying the criminal mind particularly predators who set folks up for entrapment scenarios to fail via petty crime…Petty crime that many innocent folks would have no idea they were being set up to do…I went on to say that “you my dear seem very nervous today and you must not be an experienced taxi cab driver”…I then proceeded to ask that bitch why her husband saw fit to send such an incompetent person to drive his taxi…I asked her could I please pass this very large purse back up to you…She said yes…Then she asked me a very odd question…She asked “did you put the payment for this taxi service in that purse?”…I replied no ma’am I do not touch purses that are not mine and why in hell would I put money in a purse that is not yours either?…I further stated that I would pay her directly and demand a receipt…That if she fails to act like a professional taxi cab driver that I may be obliged to report her odd behavior as incompetence so that she may lose her license as a taxi driver…That shut her up fast…She drove me home and once I unloaded my groceries…I paid her directly as promised and demanded a receipt…It took her a while to text me a receipt but I pushed for that and got my paid receipt…I also called her husband and stated the following to him since these two are a team of social predators very unsafe horrible people…I told that awful husband that his wife is not competent that she has little experience dealing with international travelers such as myself that I did not spend two years in Europe recently studying the criminal mind found in the pathology of malignant and pathological narcissism found in social predators to fall prey to this age old southern scam…That man apologized profusely to me and I never used their taxi ever again…I also reported that incident to the local police department who could not do a thing about it but thanked me for letting them know because scams like that are very common in the deep south…Most recently I went for a service locally and observed a horrible older white woman watching both my son and I…I observed her too and found her behavior to be very odd…She did not have on her person a purse at all…Then out of the blue I look behind me while waiting outside that bitch placed a very large purse on a bench that is very obvious and easy to see…I acted like I was going to go towards the purse and while I acted in that manner I watched the area like a hawk…Sure enough that creepy bitch tried to come at me from the right…I realized this was a trap an age old trap or entrapment scenario whereby if I had touched that purse for any reason which in my case would have been simply to turn that purse in to the place of business so the proper owner could be contacted…I never ever take a purse that is not mine…I always turn in any lost item…With my observation of that bitches movements I retreated and never touched that purse or said a word to her…I remained silent and ignored the whole scene…She then proceeded to take that purse and go inside…I share this with my readers because wicked women are very real and are horrible social predators…I contacted the local police department and told them of this experience as well as my experience as one who rides the bus often of two strange men on two separate occasions who offered me a ride out of the blue and when I refused these men got angry and did not want to take no for an answer…I simply call that shit into the police department knowing that while our very fine police department where I live cannot do much in that moment…It is callers like me who help our local police departments to be aware such banality exists so that should these social predators ever get sloppy they can be caught more easily…I contacted that place of business and spoke to the owner and warned her not to under any circumstances touch a purse that is abandoned outside of her place of business that she should let the local authorities handle so called misplaced or lost purses…It is a different story if the business owner knows the purse owner innocently forgot their purse…In cases where you see a purse that is standing alone unattended do not touch that thing…Simply do nothing or contact the local police who can come out and take that purse and look into finding the owner…Sadly these days being nice does not always pay and also if you get your finger prints on a purse that is not yours and if that purse or wallet is linked to crime or criminal activity or a criminal you could find yourself ensnared in one of the many snares of the fowler who seeks to drag innocent people in to dark webs of banality…I teach my son never to touch a thing that is not his for these reasons…To catch dangerous social predators the thing to do is draw them out and report them and once these wicked predators get sloppy or make serious mistakes which they often do then with the help of local law enforcement these creeps often can and do get caught and arrested…In this story in both cases of purse dropping I was not stupid enough to get caught in that vile web…I like to make a point of thanking our police department for their service whenever I need to contact our local police department I am now in the habit of saying thank you for your service…I told our local police department that I would like to call once a month to say thank you for your service but out of respect for all they must do to keep law and order I only call when I need to call and then I say thank you for your service…I told our local police department that I pray regularly for their well being and safety in this shit storm war torn world…A friend of mine told me that women pull that shit with purses all the time to extort money from their targets…It goes like this the target touches the purse or picks up the purse that is placed strategically for pick up…Then the wicked woman attacks the person touching the purse and often threatens to call the police to accuse you the innocent party of taking money out of her purse money that you never took…Many people would simply pay the extorted amount of money for fear of having trouble with the police because in entrapment scenarios like that it would be her word against your word…It is a crazy shit storm out there and I am grateful that though I be very stupid…I am smart enough not to touch decoy purses or entrapment purses or wallets…………

The End

As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my latest scripture singing…I am working on the book of Leviticus and I am on Chapter 7…The next chapter I record will be chapter 8…I also include my Princes Of Breifne series a tune I wrote and play on the Tin Whistle and a Turkish Local instrument that I had fifteen minutes to figure out how to play my new tune on it…And my Princes of Breifne Song a song I was inspired to write from my time in Yeats Country in Ireland…………Namaste…………

The Book Of Leviticus – Chapters 1 – 7
…………The Princes of Breifne song…………
………….The Princes Of Breifne played in Turkey on a local instrument………..
………..The Princes of Breifne – Tin Whistle Version………..