When does a heart breaks ?

 

I can feel you energize and power up, between the great divides your more then a match,

starlight and beyond, a day in finest theatrics showcase what is truly Divine,

I can feel your harm embrace,

your celestial chariot ever moving in a synchronized way,

it won't be long before I join the rest,

there be a call that fills in so many ways, 

a void so hollow, your tear drops from-heavenly realms wash away,

I learnt a new song and on the way home, you carried (me) like a weightless feather

and I praised and praised,

in the deepness of true love there can't be any pain, and if there be pain it's called the greatest of joy,

your whole person is the attire of the highest love and there is no equal,

the insensible have deviated from the true expression and feel hurt at the sight of love, yet I seek it because of you,

your cause stretch beyond the visible cosmos and human activities are shameful at the least,

foolish mortals is what I make of their distractions and shower them with the greatest of feelings, so they can cast themselves out of the lot and remain ill and foolish. 

I wish hypocrisy would take a deep dive into a low well, and never again seek my presences,

May your Divine person pace with (me) and it's shadow in full guard embrace, yet we in love...a slave chase a master's treasure...a heart, a song take (me to the promise, take me home.

 Rafa EL G Gonzalez 

Published on

4/12/25 10:31 PM

 

 

 

Lost Cause *

                                           

                                                   Lost cause

Ask yourself this question ? When was the last time I spoke to someone or something ? And when you were about to let loose with free will and free expression, you shrunk in moving forward ! Because one reasoned that if I let go, It might herniate the little gains I have already made. When in reality you had anything. Searching for the ultimate expression or the lost cause...what was the intuitive guide ? What drove you to start and then stop, short of what could have been the moment of cutting loose. If today or tomorrow or yesterday we are haunted with the pass that never was, then whom would you blame ?

Well one can always put someone or something in front to sacrifice...and there are many more then willing. They seek a cause or the lost cause but never were part of it...so the cause never mind them. Only the brave can self-express, in the barrios...in the ghetto's...behind the prison walls...in the welfare lines, soup lines, living under bridges, frozen in time...looking for the hands outs other never saw with a heart of kind. Others became victims of a higher conspiracy dying in the fields with a shovel in their hands...willing partakers or lost in the cause of that ultimate expression, that haunts...haunts and haunts.

So I come to you, again probing the air waves and frequencies trying dial and tune-in of what maybe the consensus of a premature dying audience. Distracted by the trivial formulas of life...what is the opium, what is the grass, what is the spirit ! When was the last time a war ended ! When was the last time you expressed yourself freely ? Keeping seeking what is the hardest to find...eventually someone or something has to give in, I'm on the side of the lost cause, since its hardest to reveal and cut loose.

I'm not the brave... not yet, still looking and seeking the audience...maybe I find someone or something amongst the crowd. Maybe a brother or a sister coming up or down in the struggle, that I can knock off course in their gauntlet of excuses. When the manifestation was right in front of them...staring at the eyes, but they can't see with the physical eyes or spiritual eyes...even the conscience become numb.

Do we give up ? Do I give up ? May that never be the case ! A Puerto Rican has died...a PR is born, the final report, a humanitarian, a good Samaritan, a man of good conscience and activities, alongside those whom he choose to die with him. And he never gave up trying, combing the air waves and tuning in, the frequencies, vibes of his brethren, that was the lost cause...to his dying day he was satisfied.

We all died somehow, while other's start a new beginning, after all it drives the implants, virtues, making the unaware a suitable vessel that become the wheels of this chariot ! Yes the wheels keeping turning, the engines keeps running, and the lost cause keeping right behind chasing, braves in front or rear, haunting and haunting until someone or something can rise from ashes of this manifestation.

So here I come before you again asking, what has become of the moment ! Have we seized it or it has overcome us ? Can we be braves or half braves...or just turn away from truly being free to self-express, no matter the circumstance you're the ultimate expression, so go out and find it...and bring back to where should be... where it belongs.

 *There was a time I would read and strut my experience to a large audience in "Nuyork Rican poets cafe" and other places. This poetic note has received a large followings, and pushed me through a number celebrities at one time. Thank you all for the interest and keep sharing and visiting.

 

BY : Raphael
02/08/17

Ancient Persia (Revised)

 

Much love to the Ancient people of Great Persia (Iran) for making good of this page and sharing it's content. They hosted the prophet of Almighty God (Daniel) and made possible the Divine will written for our acknowledgement and historical reference. Iran, or Persia, is mentioned many times in the Bible, and features as a key component of God's plans for His people. In the Old Testament, the stories of Esther, Ezra, Nehemiah and Daniel came from the Persian Empire.

 

Cyrus Cylinder

                       https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/1976729?q=cyrus&p=doc

With that said you have my gratitude and humble praise, much love and may the future be blessed beyond compare,

Published on

2/4/25 8:17 AM

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Eternal Crush (Revised)

 

 Jehovah God Almighty and Divine is my eternal crush,

There can not be any other parties between us,

We shall hold hands together and on the wings of love, (He) carries me home for the duration of that sublime sentiment,

I shall write and sing melodies, and from out of the deeps introduce new songs for the assembly, gatherings for the faithful,

Love and pain are equally matched, and there's nothing but love-joy...jubilation,

Birth pains are like disquieting storms and the finest theatrics in melodies they chant,

In patience I wait and my heart race like a meteor chasing across the mid-night skies.

I constantly inform you about her pleasantness and desire to make her our choice !

10/04/24 The perfect ten !

* Special guest!

My special guest (Revised)

 

 Jehovah (YHWH) Almighty and Divine blessed be your name to time infinite,

all these emotions, commotions all this burning and heighten feelings I must shift it all back to you.

It is because of you, I spend restless nights evoking your Divine person,

so that the credit all falls back on your saintly schemes and Holiest of operations,

I'm awake, alert and in full expectations,

take me home and make use of this vessel,

you so rightly have claim over as personal property,

as a closing statement...if I must say it only a few have access,

energies link with superb energies,

My dear please comfort her with the gentlest of touch make her our choice,

it is through these lost moments I find reality to be a blitz, and brain storming to be the true nature of your framing what the heart can weave,

yes, it takes me away deep into the night and your spirit doesn't release,

with the sweetest of dreams, you comfort and entertain with the of greatest gifts, a child could ever wish, 

Your love is all embracing and lacking or needful my heart is all content to the fullest.

 *special guest (YHWH)

Rafael Gonzalez

10/12/24 3:33am