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

 

 

 

Signature Of God (YHWH) ?

 Does your DNA carry the signature of Almighty God (YHWH ) Jehovah ?

Jeremiah 1:5...Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,

And before you were born I sanctified you.I made you a prophet to the nations.

Jeremiah 29:11...“‘For I well know the thoughts that I am thinking toward you,’ declares Jehovah, ‘thoughts of peace, and not of calamity, to give you a future and a hope.

Psalm 139:16  

Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

Isaiah 49:5 
And now the Lord says, he who formed me from the womb to be his servant, to bring Jacob back to him; and that Israel might be gathered to him— for I am honored in the eyes of the Lord, and my God has become my strength—

Isaiah 49:1 

Listen to me, O coast-lands, and give attention, you peoples from afar. The Lord called me from the womb, from the body of my mother he named my name.

Psalm 139:1-24  

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. ...

Galatians 1:15  

But when he who had set me apart before I was born, and who called me by his grace,

Psalm 139:15-16 

My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

* As for me I'm wonderfully made and there is nothing missing, I'm his love joy from the beginning without ends.

And I will say this praise, laud, and sanctify him while you can !

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 Published on

3/1/24 10:58 AM

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

Let it Rain

 Oh LORD (YHWH) I can feel your power, and warm embrace,

I can feel your grace,

So lean on (me)... lean on (me)

yes, let it rain on (me)

I say let it rain.... just let it rain..... I can feel your Spirit move through (me) and in Holy showers you bathe (me) in holiest embrace,

let's walk through the rain, holding hands just take (me) away,

and allow (me) to sing our new song,

victory at hand, victory at hand...we shall come together beyond eternity, your saintly person find our place

so please let it rain, it let rain... wash away pain, sorrows my yearns fully embrace,

 Oh LORD...Oh LORD take (me) away....

 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

4/7/25 8:03 PM

 

 

 

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

 

Divine schemes * Special guest (Revised)

 

May your Divine schemes look upon (me), and never depart from (me), may it take deep root as far as the earth's core.

 

Grant the courage and access to view your commands, mandates, as the blessings already present in gifts and charitable works of your hands.

My heart is heavy for you,

 

Allow (me) to fight the good fight until my soul slowly wear's out (dims) and through dynamic energy replenish and recycle for those greater moments not yet seen.

 

If dreaming is the counterfeit of reality...I boast even greater, for what you have made material it truly fits well.

 

Truly you're my God (Jehovah) the Almighty and Divine, host-of-host...and among the countless god's, they remain impotent, powerless and a shame to look upon. I have made you my strong-hold and summons that supreme authority to seize what is rightfully yours.

Almighty and Divine is my God and shield I have witnessed his works, and in the long run what can you gain unless access granted ? What befalls the rich and so-called powerful is a shame from distance glance.

 

Que tus esquema Divinos, tus planes Divinos me miren y nunca se aparten de mí, que echen raíces profundas hasta el núcleo de la tierra.

 

Concede la valentía y el acceso a ver tus mandamientos, mandatos, como las bendiciones ya presentes en los dones y obras caritativas de tus manos.

 

Mi corazón está pesado por ti,

 

Permíteme pelear la buena batalla hasta que mi alma se desgaste lentamente (se atenúe) y a través de energía dinámica, reponga y recicle para esos momentos más importantes que aún no se han visto.

 

Si el soñar es la falsificación de la realidad... Me jactaré aún más, porque lo que has hecho material realmente encaja bien.

 

En verdad eres mi Dios (Jehová), Todopoderoso y Divino, hueste de huestes... y entre los innumerables dioses, ellos permanecen impotentes, sin poder y es una vergüenza mirarlos.

 

Te he hecho mi fortaleza y convoco a esa autoridad suprema para que se apodere de lo que es sumamente su derecho.

 

 Todopoderoso y Divino es mi Dios y mi escudo. He presenciado sus obras, y a la larga, ¿qué se puede ganar si no se concede el acceso? Lo que les sucede a los ricos y a los que se consideran poderosos es una vergüenza a simple vista.

 

*  YHWH

Published on

10/10/24 12:33 PM

 

 

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Bridges (Revised)

Since very young years, I have embraced an alien concept, where men/woman...woman/men shared the same language. A language of peace, love and harmony...a pure language, where bridges and its many channels below are crossed effortlessly, charts and compass...the pure language.

A transmission medium highly synchronized, its frequencies fine-tuned to capture vibrational pauses and serene silence. If there is such a thing I shall find it !

Love is not bound by special interest, its infinite in its quest to bridge an innate feeling...of compassion, mercy, kindness, long suffering, a spirit of giving and not receiving. 

 

It may be blind but, not lost...lost but finds the way. It is committed to the object it holds so dear, if a sacrifice is needed, it offers the last expression of endearment as an act, superlative to all submissions to an undefined riddle few will ever go beyond. 

 

Love is a redeemer, an ancient light who has pour it's shadow bestowing humanity with great signs of the same. The truly brave are a strong link to the fallen, yet love covers all.

It is a shaky bridge...but love covers all, love and faith are steadfast, unmovable. One can work the same formula through the spirit; there one can access what is superlative.

 Raphael G

 Sat May 13, 2017

Internal conflicts (Revised)

  I will speak truth that is alien to man, so that the conscientious alarm carrying out it's internal conflicts, can set the stage for an awaken new self. If I can be that guide in my own struggles, then I can truly be free. 

And when I say free, it's not on my own accord, but by a new set of virtues absent of pass yearnings for the revelations to a higher state of conformity. Disowning the self is letting go completely all that which has been a hindrance, and embarking on a continuance journey of reparation and restoration of that newly acquire calling of awareness,

Being conscience of these out of body exchanges is an overgrowth of collective assignments in life's journeys and alignment with the internal conflicts. It becomes the life long experience and duration, that can become a question of selection and not chance. How many of us at one time or another felt like life affairs had no alignment with the internal conflicts ?

 Our daily routines (life affairs) and conscience (internal conflicts) were at odds with each other, being that the call was placed on (me) and me not on the call. I feel singled out and privileged that the implants in form of conscientiousness can't be dismissed. The expression woven deep, hammered into our DNA by means beyond  human understanding is awakening, vibrating, seeking it's new path and focused with a revived charge to spark.

In retrospect what is internal (conscience) become external (life affairs) and we engage the exchange with the freedom of purest invocation of that new self. So we carry on as light bearers, illuminating the darkest path in the most subtle substitution of enigmatic shades, light and darkness.

A mind...A heart...A conscience...A spirit... all encapsulated in a contraption of fresh and bones with these I'm suited to make spiritual warfare, and theocratic order !

Praise and sanctify the Almighty God (YHWH)

Diré la verdad que es ajena al hombre, para que la alarma consciente que lleva a cabo sus conflictos internos, pueda preparar el escenario para un nuevo yo despierto. Si puedo ser ese guía en mis propias luchas, entonces podré ser verdaderamente libre.

Y cuando digo libre, no es por mi propia voluntad, sino por un nuevo conjunto de virtudes ausentes de anhelos pasados ​​por las revelaciones a un estado superior de conformidad. Desconocer el yo es dejar ir completamente todo lo que ha sido un obstáculo y embarcarse en un viaje continuo de reparación y restauración de ese llamado recién adquirido de conciencia.

Ser consciente de estos intercambios fuera del cuerpo es un crecimiento excesivo de las tareas colectivas en los viajes de la vida y la alineación con los conflictos internos. Se convierte en la experiencia y la duración de toda la vida, que puede convertirse en una cuestión de selección y no de azar.

¿Cuántos de nosotros en un momento u otro sentimos que los asuntos de la vida no estaban alineados con los conflictos internos? Nuestras rutinas diarias (asuntos de la vida) y nuestra conciencia (conflictos internos) estaban en desacuerdo entre sí, siendo que el llamado estaba puesto en (mí) y yo no estaba en el llamado. Me siento singularizado y privilegiado de que los implantes en forma de conciencia no puedan ser descartados. La expresión entretejida profundamente, martillada en nuestro ADN por medios más allá del entendimiento humano está despertando, vibrando, buscando su nuevo camino y enfocándose con una carga renovada para encender.

En retrospectiva, lo que es interno se vuelve externo y nos involucramos en el intercambio con la libertad de la invocación más pura de ese nuevo yo. Así que continuamos como portadores de luz, iluminando el camino más oscuro en la sustitución más sutil de sombras enigmáticas, luz y oscuridad.

Una mente... Un corazón... Una conciencia... Un espíritu... todo encapsulado en un artilugio de huesos y piel fresca con estos soy apto para hacer guerra espiritual y orden teocrático!

Alabado sea y santifique al Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH)

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

11/3/24 8:44 AM

Conscience holds (Revised)

 

 

 

 

I place Almighty God (YHWH) as my witness, and stand before him with a clear conscience. That if it be through the expression bestowed or through poetic notes and other means, that I have tried to win the hearts and minds of those who hold (me) in contempt. 

Thou I practice a high state of awareness, I gather that Almighty God is not partial and that equal footing is granted to all who hold those virtues. The cheap shots taken against my character have no bearing...it is the actions that will eventually exchange and bring down the hostile acts...and this grieves me because I host no such sympathy.

The corruption of the spirit is the corruption of conscience, I have not embrace either one, as to being removed from the process of gainfully being draft back into the call that which we ultimately seek.
 

If controversy shadows (me) its the conscience that expands and that which broadens in overgrow seeks the proverbial "TRUTH" in all its manifestation. When one searches "The way"  Divine Truth' in light form, the controversy is removed. Martyrs and seeker's make use of the unusual, so that which tries to over-shadow makes no gains on the proverbial truth. So being a public enemy is the badge of honor that which thereof carries no shame or pain greater then the martyrs/witness themselves.

Just praise him while you can ! Just praise him !

Almighty Divine please allow (me) to praise, laud, worship and sanctify the Holiest name !
Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Published on

3/9/25 9:02 AM

It falls on you to read this article...
Depende de usted leer este artículo...

By all Means (Revised)

 

Everything is meaningless when I hold the greatest of means,

happiness and self fulfillment aren't achieved in the abundance of the eye's view,

life takes on a different trajectory when abundance become enough and by all means the whole person is manifest like light and shades in a complete day cycle (subtle),

we hardly take into account the transition but very visible to the well learned, 

to be gainfully intuitive the adaptation is meaningless if we didn't have a guide,

in our ups/downs and fault-lines the enrichment and vastness made riddles of what is considered valuable and what is low grade,

in the Lord and Almighty God I found every purpose to which that guide labored and is at work to this day to bring forth a suitable vessel to frame in his grandiose glory,

it would be oblivious to (me) to take up means (trivialities), when I have all the resources,

with that said in Almighty God (YHWH) I trust...in debt and meaningful needs, carry-out your Divine will !

Please allow (me) to praise,worship you (YHWH) while I can....

 

Published on

3/3/25 12:37 AM

Rafael G Gonzalez

My happiest moments (Revised)

 

Just like the cosmos hang in space, in a weightless environment

Almighty God (YHWH) bears my ups/downs in the same symbiotic state we all find 

ourselves...weightless,

What the Almighty and Divine, sovereign Lord of the universe seeks in form of submission is a pure heart,

with that said, something dies in (me) everyday something created internally and externally it consumes and withers the finest of (me), exhausting my reserves and I fading seeking the cause,

I wish my call came swift like the thrashing wind,

my return peaceful which my heart contends,

in the rain drops of tears, my soul soak's the journey/experience playing out an endless commotion,

in the high's and low's of distortional views, those feelings that race, shall consume just as well,

I seek the comfort of your loneliness,

your (Manic) depression,

your anxiety (disorder),

your bi-polar-ism,

your autism (functional or dysfunctional)

your schizophrenia,

social (disorders)

any and all imbalance that strip away your true person, the sacred person...that which in labor pains were formed, 

the anomalies attached interfering with Divine gifts, spiritual cadence, expressive frequencies, bridges, channels, a network hacked,

all man-made conditions and in that comfort of your host, send them packing to the abyss never to return..."your not needed here anymore" ! 

Embracing sanity and returning to full expression, releasing the fruits of the spirit

and acquiring the attributes of Holiest and Divine,

my happiest moments were not so difficult after all.

Praise him while you can...just praise him !

Please allow (me) to worship you (YHWH)


02/24/25

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 

 

 

asylum seeker's (Revised)

 

 * footnotes

 La consciencia bien entrenada debe resumir su postura,

El que es debil en espiritu tambien lo es fundamental en el alma,

El cuerpo occupado en asustos ajenos es una contienda para si mismo,

El pastor que favoreze a una oveja no apprecia a ninguna,

una lengua suerta y sin freno estralla mil veces,

un cuerpo en liderazgo de los supuestamente sabios pierde su funcion cuando menos se espera,

las mas grande de fortaleza's  abren sus puertas atraves del mero tiempo,

En un asilo de problemas de salud mental, sólo la sanidad puede liberarse,

Aquellos que exageran los resultados son los actores reaccionarios con poco espacio para maniobrar,

Mil años buscan la perfección, ¿quién entre los mortales podrá alcanzarla?

¡Los hombres débiles que  super imponen tal ley no han llegado a conocer a Dios!

El exceso de celos consume como un fuego salvaje y sus chispas propagan discordias que no son fáciles de extinguir.

 

A well-trained conscience must summarize its position,

 He who is weak in spirit is also fundamentally weak at the soul,

 A busy body preoccupied with other people's affairs is a struggle for itself,

 A pastor who favors one sheep appreciates none,

 A loose and unbridled tongue breaks a thousand times,

 A body led by the supposedly wise loses its function when least expected,

 The greatest of fortifications open their doors through mere time,

 In a asylum of mental health issues only sanity can break free,

those who exaggerate outcome are the reactionary actors with little space to maneuver,

A thousand years seeks perfection, who among the mortals can attain it ?

weak men who super impose such law have not come to know God !

being over zealous consumes like a wild fire and its sparks spread contention not easy to extinguish,
 

*Maybe by using a few picture some may get the meaning.

 Rafael G Gonzalez

03/15/25

The last call (Revised)

 

Thank you Almighty sovereign LORD universal host, Divine and omnipresent,

Thank you for making (me) part of "the last call" 

for taking into consideration the good for anything subject riddled in contempt,

please allow (me) to invoke, praise, laud, worship, and sanctify your saintly person,

with every stroke of the ink pen I call and summons the supreme power structure,

the fruits of your spirit home in...chime in... and attributes of pure Divinity carries out a restless search,

let's stretch time' when was the last, that your abundance of undeserved kindness not besiege (me) ? 

When was the last...the search didn't reveal your heart's yearns ? I til these very moment have a love crush and this will be everlasting,

I have become the co-worker as the expression race through my soul to write, pen down 

these vibrational drives that overcome "a draft pick" still in the earliest stages of your craftsmanship,

your much to kind...this much I know and for the good of all I deserve it not,

my sleep is light and my heart heavy...that allotted space has been very comforting and the events speaks for themselves,

I'm looking forward in filling those gaps and with your Divine guidance we shall overcome,

dream weaver, reveal and cast your intrigues and fill (me) with the hopes of my heart contempt's,

hold my hand and in the wings love...take (me) home, take (me) home.

 Please allow (me) to worship...and praise and praise.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

3/12/25 6:13 AM

 

 

*The great Paradox*

The great Paradox

If we were to observe the creatures that fly in mid heavens, the creatures down below and never take into account the microscopic activities of the simplest form below where commonly tread, than we have missed knowledge that cries out for understanding. As we become too busy and occupied with life anxieties, we somehow by-pass real meaning that ushers forth it's paradox.

We become trapped in a web, complex and entangling, so we have little insight of what is really unfolding before our eyes. This deceptive cycle never seem to exhaust or burn out, very persistent and unscrupulous in its behavior, timeless and infinite like space itself. We become subjects of a conspiracy so ancient yet real, it begs the question of why? Then wonder of with little to give or return to the question that becomes dependent of our very existence!

There is meaning to life and so death, have we accepted both to the point we no longer care? Is there a higher power in which we demean or boast of the little accomplished in our life time? When we rest and when we rise, also does the day and the night, when we energize throughout the day so does the large circle that sustains life, with laws beyond my reach! Have you notice anything lately that caused tremors in yourself? Why do you put hope in the efforts of mankind?

Has he done anything of worth and value? Look again and observe from the smallest of life form does creation not speak in silence? And if you could hear or capture its revelation, whom would you call to your banquet table and release the silence? Knowledge disguises like a prudent chameleon making available its true intentions to which it pleases and have the right heart condition.

Here I’m again calls the howling winds of change shifting from place to place like a nomad in search of oasis, like the rainy season timely yet unaccomplished to the stumbling eyes. There are hard times ahead I see what you have missed from long ago, I’m he whom you need…but cannot tolerate, because truth does not reside in you and love is remotely found. My calling has come, there to abide in the square box below in the cool resting place if there is a resurrection? I hope and wish my desire is manifest in the simplest of all life form, maybe it’s not so difficult after all.

 

Published on

12/8/12 8:06 PM

 

BY: Raphael G
  ©

Truth 4 ever

 

The truth is senior/prior then the conspiracy itself,

 

Older then the counterfeits,

 

Much more ancient then satan the devil and all his schemes,

 

It’s like lightening striking through the mass of darkness and exposing all the fraudulent fabrications.

 

The truth is free and eternal, it can’t be confined, contained, or stopped…

 

It’s why the devil satan has had such a hard time, in stifling it’s greatness.

 

The truth is fitting to all when needful, and we all have made use of it, ("This needful truth") yet it’s not assimilated/digestible to all.

 

One can live a lie...but not survive the truth, many are aware of this.

 

The truth is Divine, it has no rival, no equal, undefeated, able to transform, actuate and cause for the better. Awaken and released from bondage.

 

Lies are invoked and devised to counter it and not the other way around.

 

The truth is eternal and will remain ageless, and that is what Jehovah (YHWH) has said.

 

Rafael G

 

 

Published on

3/23/23 2:30 AM

Potter's vessel (Revised) * Special guest

May the order and kingship have no end, and not just bound to earth. May the universe be the expanse of loyal subjects to colonize, your works are marvelous and in all my humbleness I speak in riddles not yet foreseen,

Your greatness can’t be measured in numbers by mere mortals, their existence is like the dust particles,cosmic drift that have not yet settled, they are lost and have no direction.

Seek out the choicest accordingly, may their vibrational drive equate melodies in your celestial abode, eternity and infinity are your kin.

In labor pains all the vast expanse declared your glory,

All the commotion you stir in my soul and not by chance, I keep writing,vigilant and upright...yet there is a void only you can fill !

I have missed thee for a thousand year, yet you keep account of every stroke of breath in my contemptible state, it is my vehement desire to fully stretch this potter’s vessel...holding a promised resurrection.

(C) right

 

Raphael G

 

 

When the Holy spirit convicts (love,mercy,compassion,undeserving-kindness,long-suffering) a person, it has no where to run.

What the King desires the King gets, there is no point denying that.

For better measures it wont leave me alone. In submission I recognize these activities

as a grand scheme, of a father’s yearn to reconcile with his beloved child.

Day and night it’s like a tug-of-war, yes expressions,gifts woven deep in the sacred chamber (womb) God Almighty work-shop.

The King won’t be denied...I stand convicted and there is healing in that great name !

So here I am... send me, send me I bow to these mysteries only two can consent. In all my humbleness and new beginning stretch this potter’s vessel.

Jehovah Almighty God (YHWH) is my eternal crush!

* YHWH

Raphael G

01/05/22

Rich N fame

Some of the riches and influential people in life became so through a novelty, they never plan in becoming rich or power players. They also are the happiest with that fulfillment.

 

Through hard work and foresight they reached satisfaction without burning any bridges. Others inherit great wealth and have little "experience the power it wheels,in turn becoming consumed, rather being the consumer". Money pays for all their short-comings, health, vacation(distractions) legal matters, their vanities and so forth. How about if through a process of renewing the tables were turned...this was the case of Job, a faithful servant...the contention; he is faithful because of these gains.

 

So a malediction was placed upon him, and his comfort zone completely molested. The lost was total, did he thought about ever bouncing back from such afflictions ? He had little time from such suffering latched to on him.

Through the process of renewal he praised the one having authority over all things whether spiritual or physical...little did he know about the front accusing him, envying his solid-state against ambition and wanting to usurp the authority in question.

 

Some time back when in Facebook I associated with celebrities, entrepreneurs, radio host, and others with great ambitions. Someone with celebrity status made an indirect comment that I sat on a treasure box. What he saw as a shiny gem stone, I saw as a gem for decoration. And what he saw as a gem for personal gains I saw as a gem for others, exchanging the spirit of renewal.

 

Another celebrity made a direct offer...because of my looks and physical built I would make a body guard for a movie scene as a driver.. The only problem was location...another issue, I didn’t want distractions from my personal issues. Also at the Nuyorican Poets Café, one night I met several celebrities...yes, I could have taken the turn, but only if it was novel.

 

I give you another exchange what will be the outcome of countless millionaires multi-millionaires and billionaires, who hoard the worlds wealth? The front’ will be center stage contesting the fabric of those vanities, surely there is no way out !

From riches and fame, to a complete turn around.

 

https://www.rt.com/news/566411-ftx-cryptocurrency-assets-vanish/ 

 

 https://www.rt.com/business/565503-zuckerberg-fortune-down-meta/

 

 Another Billionaire scheme bites the dust (update)

Warner brothers...just about to bite the dust. 

 
Billionaire Jeff Bezos lost $20.5 billion in 24 hours

Investors dump Apple for Campbell Soup

Bitcoin Plunges Below $25K, Lowest Level Since December 2020 

 These are just a few, the world super rich are just awaiting the prophetical up stream-run...to the point of exhaustion. If not the riches, how about life, can't buy eternity or immortality ? Besides what are the memories and transitions from physical to immaterial ? Can't count on the sciences to extend process of premature aging ? All this goes back to being in like mined to the servant Job. Many are in the same frame of mind, after all there is no law against being wealthy and looking out for others.

 

Published on

3/16/22 8:42 PM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Steadfast reaching out

                   Steadfast reaching out

One can find themselves easy, if adjusting to a superficial environment is easy contention ! Where are the adjustments ?

But the unseen, sighing... and yearns with words un-uttered (unspoken). It collaborates with messengers, and porters to herald the words. Partially digested, patiently it awaits...awaits for the total consume and nourishment.

In place are a chess-board of players, each one moves accordingly to the chess-masters wishes. The play-ground and field in turn becomes the host to which moves are made, to fill vacuums and gaps...subjects in a Kabuki drama oblivious comma,

Ancient drama, players the same, millennium's in the making, hour glass sifting, markers and signs all to obvious. Nations in parallel, masses awakens, consumer and destroyer ever present, a menace to yearn sighing the unuttered.

A call is made...I hear...I feel...sounds, frequencies, vibrations, colorful spectrum's of lights, I reach the same...why I'm I here ? Nourish with completeness of sacred expressions moves the player.

The benevolent host unuttered the scheme, foundations shakes...playing fields rearrange, the play-ground fruitful, never the forgotten. The endless cycle...or so it seems, what do they do ? Trapped in the belly of a time capsule allotted wishes that never metastasize ! Able bodies in trivial matters, charger at the gauntlet...the other side the unspeakable !

Restless in the quest to remain the under nourished, the contention tailor made or made to order...the host running thin makes for the next move ! Selection, choices, calls not for the many.

03/08/17

By: Rafael G Gonzalez

The Trial (Revised)

I give thanks to the audience who have taken (me) back to the many pages written, and help (me) revise or reconsider any discrepancies that may need a finishing touch to current time.

 

For all my criminal activities (pass and present) I have a supreme Judge (YHWH the Almighty Divine) a prosecutor (Jesus, the millennium Reign; welcome Reign) and a hand picked jury some whom I have labored with hand-to-hand.

The accuser a counterfeit deflector, who has afflicted me from birth…..

The verdict a life sentence of love,compassion,mercy and undeserved-kindness, and a badge of honor for bravery, courage for standing up to a psychopath bully.

Stead-fast in all my tribulations, and yet those to come. I anticipate this trial as a symbolic death-role recipient, my opening statement, “Satan you’re a beast and you know it, because Jesus the King said so! Your warden !

In all these years in shackles I can truly say...let’s do this all-over again.

*Taking on the judgement sit, would equate in usurping the authority of the Almighty Divine. A mere moral can't read minds, hearts or home in on stress levels.The fine shepherd...(not the super-fine shepherd), that The apostle Paul warned about; can see through all our short comings. I put my trust less on humans in high places, and pull more confidently with the fine shepherd !

 

2 Corinthians 4:3

if, in fact, the good news we declare is veiled, it is veiled among those who are perishing,

 

2 Corinthians 4:12

So death is at work in us, but life in you.

 

2 Corinthians 4:16

Therefore, we do not give up, but even if the man we are outside is wasting away, certainly the man we are inside is being renewed from day to day.

 

Galatians 1: 9

As we have said before, so now I say again: If anyone is preaching to you a gospel contrary to the one you received, let him be accursed. *

" I include myself, if that be case...for that I have judge."

 

Our Codex Alimentarius is laced up with certain objectives, and that is to tinker with the sacred spiral or should I say the innate expression.

Did I say food supply...

Did I say vaccines...

Did say big-pharma...

Did I mention the man of lawlessness...or the man of sin

When a person of conscience that still has cognitive reasoning speaks or let go of what remains of those gifts some take arms against that.

When the love of many would get cold...according to Jesus in Matt. Chapter 24 He wasn't all clarifying, but I'm... if some still inherit free expression; you are a public enemy.

But If I become God's out law in a benevolent act of love, and time is not my side...and neither is patience. I would be pushing my father thresh-hold for the betterment countless, and I will take to my trial.

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

1/19/22 12:35 AM

If I boast ! (Revised)

 

If I boast it's certainly not the same way others may see it fit, and if my boasting creates some kind of friction, I boast even greater, because through the operations of the Holiest-of-Holiest my person is being manifest in weakness and tribulations for the betterment of those who feel left behind...and certainly its not my cause.

Now that you know channel those feelings/energies to a higher power !

 

Also my dearest global family as a philosophy major and educated by a prominent family in Princeton, NJ * there is no greater wisdom then that which is from above. If anyone takes issues with what I write, take it with the one granting access to such wisdom.

 

Published on

7/16/24 10:46 PM

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

 

*page access granted

https://www.poeticnoteandjourneys.com/2023/08/access-granted.html

To my brother Russel means (Revised)

 

          THE IRON RACE

Once a proud people,

Once a proud race,

once a proud land, 

now we naked and can't even bear fruits,

There is only remembrance of those who came not before us plundering, robbing, exploiting and leaving behind their madness that haunts us to death. That's why he That strives in ambition hate and egoism, comes and goes leaving a path of pain and sorrow.

Unfortunately this land and there people, do bear witness to the tragedies these ill-guided wondrous brought. We as a people, we as a nation, were in peace with ourselves, and our neighbors, now only a selected fist-full of valiant heroes of peace manage, to survive in captivity or reservations.

 

 

 

 

We have learned a great lesson from our white brothers,

and yet they have a lot to learn from us. If this is what civilization brings and if this is what civilization offers,

we want no part of insanity.

we have not celebrated or smoked peace pipes, to initiate the welcoming of land raiders who stain and tarnish the living.

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By:Rafael G

                                                       Infinite quotes

 

I find myself in one of the most difficult undertaking,

that's trying to bridge an understanding between human-kind,

I believe that we are all brothers and sisters...the same seed.

We all have a path filled with challenges, which must be recognized

and interpret in the order it comes, time makes the calls' we only are subjects of infinite space, time mass that pushes our limit.

I truly believe that people have good intentions or motives but somewhere in

time' the only drawback is that commitment is obscured by wasteful negative barriers that are preset.

By: Rafael G

Engaging in profound spiritual quest

to reach a higher state of spiritual enlightenment

to understand the beginning of things and ending of things

to be one in mind, soul and body...where one own conscience

guides the sober inner self.

Where there is ideas the possibilities are endless,

Do not follow in anyone’s footsteps as not to become discouraged,

A life time achievement...a relentless pursue of mind, body and spirit

the integration of excellence's and virtues.

It is not easy to become totally chaotic...it takes more strength that what one can image.

The mind wanders, the body and soul enables thoughts to become free of the physical realm,the spirit carries out an endless search that allows the mysteries to play there role in a web so fragile like the thought itself.

By: Rafael G

 

Truth is separate than any other rules or values, it stands alone!

truth is unwavering in it's convictions, it will question a person

inner and outer self...seeking to understand...rather than to punish

it will punish when all things have failed.

It is a perfect value among imperfect subjects...it endures a life time, for all those who seek it.

By : Rafael G 

If we want to achieve a higher state of spiritual endowment

we must shun off the works of the flesh.

By doing this we become like holy ones in reason and understanding

we become teachers of the science that is good...deciphering the mental state

of chaos...where confusion and order are constantly re-evaluated.

It would be oblivious for man to grasp the fundamental things of life and be lost in the clouds thought.

When a man loses everything in life whether that be hope or inspiration, his inner strength and spirit leaves him, he goes and seeks a different sense of awareness where he reconciles with his inner counterpart to awaken the slumber or true virtues of dreaming minds, where thought is not chastise or wandering souls disregarded in absence of motive.

I don’t entertain excuses or pardons, so

that the intentions of the heart can reach its target,

and so one can’t wash darkness with me,

thread lightly into the light as to not being blinded by it.

Day and night comes in many shades and spectrum's…seek he who doesn’t change,

He who is like a timeless statue yet…hosts myriads of reasoning.

Ink and paper

The ability to self-express, I mean really to convey the true person (the secret person) individual,takes on a whole dimension and approach.

Being spontaneous to many is like bursting with words and actions aimlessly. But to the well trained and sight, being the true-self, took on a life time of achievements.

The emotional-self(nurturing being)and logical-self(mechanical being) these characters are at a cross-point, since the beginning of time, and just as ancient ! The balance of gifts, may take someone a life cycle and then at our last death stroke we become endow with the ultimate expression.

To be truly free is not rationalizing that we are the wind...to ride the wind is an abstract mindset.

To flow like a mighty river or a gentle stream invokes great passion, when the spirit is stirred it reveals wonders...yet there is a hollow void that chokes at the end.

So where are we ? When the questions and answers are so inspiring crafted, that seeking the ultimate-expression can lead to a host of the unknown !

Again I take to the Ink and white paper, they hold and record the knowledge...lost and found, seeking its audience, breaking all barriers...setting a path on which there can be guidance, not demanding nor dictating , just benevolent...patient and all embracing.

10/20-1/2016

I give thanks to all my subjects that become part of my tragedy, knowing or not' they brought out the best in me. In my pains, depression, loneliness, my sadness...also I give great thanks to my Lord and master, the creator of all things for sticking with me in my hardship. It's really been a blessing knowing that through-out these years God Almighty has been preparing a place in his kingdom for me. He has given the knowledge to pen my thoughts in stone sought of speaking...because thoughts flowed and I had nothing around to record the memories.

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