Waiting for the host N

 thou always present nothing like the invitation, how refreshing it will be to see earth paradise restored, and the light whisper that calls out your name. One can feel the energy vibrate in every cell. The soft voice rings in the ear and fills every echo chamber and bounce back with the finest of charms.

star-bright and beyond (Revised) *--*

In a stare down we exchange soul's, 

Eyes that are like two starlight's, star-bright and beyond, light that leads to the soul, infinite energy,

In turn the Almighty Divine "to the highest power" can map her sacred spiral and reveal,

 

granting access to the most finest of expression, and intrigues,

 

I'm lost and can't find the way out from the maze,

 

If anything keep me hostage in this black hole of mind bending thoughts.

 

Two black pearls joined dancing within sockets of purest ivory,

She is enigmatic as day is to the night, as night is to day break,

I wish to be left alone...for a moments pause.

 

 Special guest

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 Published on

10/1/24 3:43 AM

Fields of remembrance

 There are but a few things that can replace those feelings charged  with so 

 many fine thoughts, like being part of the scheme itself...superlative. 

Sentimientos/feelings @ work

 Mis sentimientos fluyen como una cascada impetuosa,

 ¡y me conmueven profundamente tus acciones ejemplares!

¿Quién, entre los más educados, conoce los asuntos del corazón?

 ¿Quién, entre los valientes, daría lo que no tiene? Y esa ausencia abunda en sacrificio,

 En la abundancia compartida es difícil conectar con las intenciones,

En los actos más pequeños, las joyas escondidas revelan maravillas,

En la ciencia de los sentimientos, lo que merece elogio es expresar el tema con el lenguaje más puro, la verdadera invocación y no escritos de segunda mano.

Si no se puede sentir, la expresión no encuentra traccion,

Y fluir es moverse constantemente con el tema en su forma más auténtica.

Hay un tiempo establecido para todo y un lugar para que todos los pensamientos se canalicen.  

a profundidad de todas esas emociones el campo y la ciencia tiene su merito.

  

My feelings flows like a raging waterfall, 

and I am deeply moved by your model actions!

Who among the most educated knows the matters of the heart ? 

 who among the brave would give what they do not have, and that absence abounds in sacrifice,

in the abundance shared it's hard to engage the intentions,

in the smallest of acts hidden gems reveal wonders,

in the science of feelings what merits praise is drawing out the subject in purest language, the true invocation and not second hand writings,

if it can't be felt the expression does not find traction,

and to flow is constantly moving with the subject in truest form,

there is a time set for all things and a place for all thoughts to channel,

 In the depth of all these emotions, the field and science have their merit.

 Published on

7/1/25 2:33 PM

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Deep-Freeze (Revised) II *--*

 

Un tributo a la paciencia  Clic here

She is truly an expression of Almighty God reserves,

 

She puts (me) into a deep-freeze as I go about my ways,

 

I would love to approach her and carry on simply, but its not that easy or trivial,

 

So if I walk away from these interludes, its because I must first come down from these high’s and return to homeostasis (low’s) to express myself freely from a long thawing process (deep-freeze).

 

As I pen these short words from absences, her presences shadows (me) and surely I’m lost in those episodes, her ways are much welcoming and there's nothing to reproach. 

 

She is above average, and has the guidance, coaching of exceptional parents.

 

when you read this I'm moved by my love for you to connect, exchange, and shake with vibrations, while every cell in my body breathes, exhale and searches for that fine-tuning.

 

Patience becomes enigmatic, timing eludes (me), the space between us becomes a chasm, yet I seek to capture every moment with the resiliency of an able body.

 

I can’t say no more...

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Ella es verdaderamente una expresión de las reservas de Dios Todopoderoso,

 

Ella me pone (a mí) en un gran congelo mientras sigo mis caminos,

Me encantaría acercarme a ella y continuar simplemente, pero no es tan fácil ni trivial.

 

Entonces, si me alejo de estos interludios, es porque primero debo bajar de estos altos y regresar a la homeostasis (bajos) para expresarme libremente de un largo proceso de descongelación.

 

Mientras escribo estas cortas palabras desde las ausencias, sus presencias me ensombrecen y seguramente me pierdo en esos episodios, sus maneras son muy acogedoras y no hay nada que reprochar.

 

Ella está por encima del promedio y tiene la guía y el entrenamiento de padres excepcionales.

 

cuando leas esto me conmueve mi amor por ti para conectarme, intercambiarme y sacudirme con vibraciones, mientras cada célula de mi cuerpo respira, exhala y busca esa sintonía-fina.

 

 La paciencia se vuelve enigmática, el tiempo se me escapa, el espacio entre nosotros se convierte en un abismo, pero busco capturar cada momento con la resiliencia de un cuerpo capaz.

 

 no puedo decir mas...

 

* Special guest 

Published on

10/3/24 1:10 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Rise N Shine (Revised) *--*

 

May my love be your battle field,

and my loyalty overlap eternity,

Why you feel agitated and spirit unease?

Why you seek a replacement ? 

do you not know who guides your disquieting heart impulses? 

Let me see you smile again and cause our father's person to rejoice until he becomes filled with your grace,

I have been observing your wonderful person, but there is one who can showcase

your true expression,

This morning I woke and there stood this omnipresence, this causative feeling and you were part of this drama, 

once to often it takes hold of (me) like an instrument awaiting it's performance, stage-casting to audience in amazement,

If blessing and undeserved-kindness were to be summarized, you have gone to far...I would prefer to remain in the ashes of creation,

If this be my last to a prelude, remember you have our standing ovation.

 

Que mi amor sea tu campo de batalla,

y mi lealtad se superponga a la eternidad,

¿Por qué te sientes agitada y tu espíritu excitado?

¿Por qué buscas un reemplazo?

¿No sabes quién guía los impulsos inquietantes de tu corazón?

Déjame verte sonreír de nuevo y hacer que la persona de mi padre se regocije hasta que se llene de tu gracia,

He estado observando tu maravillosa persona, pero hay alguien que puede mostrar

tu verdadera expresión,

Esta mañana me desperté y allí estaba esta omnipresencia, este sentimiento causante y tú eras parte de este drama,

una vez más se apodera de mí como un instrumento que espera su actuación, presentándose ante el público asombrado,

Si la bendición y la bondad inmerecida tuvieran que resumirse, has ido demasiado lejos... Preferiría permanecer en las cenizas de la creación,

Si este es mi último preludio, recuerda que tienes nuestra ovación de pie.

Rafael G Gonzalez
 

12/17/24 4:17 AM

Expand this vessel *--*

 

Pic. By Maria Lang

Cause this potter's vessel to expand,

 

may the work's of your hands, deprive me, not of your fine attributes, and holy intentions.

 

Use this energy to exalt all that which is Divine, and allow nothing that doesn't relate to your super-fine qualities.

 

Teach me, instruct me, in the way of righteousness and sanity, to always conform.

 

Mold this vessel, in a force-field of protection, access granted,

 

The more I, exploit our fellowship, the more unsound my views of such magnitude and undeniable presences.

 

I'm over the joy, bliss that contains our moments, encounters that never seem to flee.

 

Finalize the product, make the call, it's going to be one beautiful spring, she is virtuous like Daniel, but eternal in essences.

 

10/23 

I lost the written date :{ 

Rafael G

Eternity in love Special guest *--*

Let me hear your loyal love in the morning,For I trust in you. Make known to me the way I should walk, For to you I turn.. Psalms 143:8

Love is a Divine attribute, we as human beings can’t even come close in defining it...

 

embracing it... manifesting it... expressing it...

 

every effort we make of it, only causes greater commotion of how it finds 

 

traction in our lives.

 

I live for a time not to far in distance, where love resides at it’s highest peak in expression,

 

there I find my beloved nested in sublime charm.

 

Superlative like Divinity itself, of purest expression...no mortal can ever attain , 

 

but emulate in benevolence and eternity in love,

 

seeking immortality,

 

seeking the expression,

 

seeking the one I love.

 

 Special guest *--*

Published on

10/3/24 1:22 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Blessed *--*

 May the blessings have no end and every spark of life endless as eternity

Knitted in memory

 

 

Jehovah...mi santo, ingeniero creador... las obras de tus manos claman tu santidad,

 

toda vibracion y expression elogian un ser Divino.

 

Tu grandeza no tiene rival,

 

porque me eres tan fiel ? Acaso me debes algo ? Acaso entras con las manos vacia ?

 

Despreciable soy yo, y una eternidad no paga tus actos benevolo de caridad perpetua.

 

No encuentro entrada ni salida, estoy perdido en busca de tus respuestas !

 

Se te sobra la audacia en tratos conmigo,

 

Cuanto tiempo me tuvistes tejido en memoria, y cuando sali del taller sagrado...no fuiste tu quien estiro la mano en bendiciones y expressiones sagrada ?

 

 

 

Jehovah...my holy one, creative engineer... the works of your hands cries out for your holiness,

 

all vibration and expression praise a Divine being.

 

Your greatness has no rival,

 

why are you so faithful to me? Do you owe me anything? Do you ever come with empty hands?

 

Despicable am I, and eternity does not repay your benevolent acts of perpetual charity.

 

I can't find a way in or out, I'm lost searching for your answers!

 

You have too much boldness in dealing with me,

 

When you had me knitted in memory, and when I broke open the sacred chamber...wasn't it you,who stretched out your hand in blessings and sacred expressions ?

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Potters-vessel Clic here !

 

Expand-this-vessel Clic here !

Published on

7/13/23 4:16 AM

Signature Of God (YHWH) ?

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

and does our DNA contain specific/isolated instruction at that microscopic level of what that master design and engineer desires to carry out order ?

who are you to have access to such  high knowledge ? who has granted you the slightest gain to even invoke the question ? I the less of all can only fall to my knees and praise and praise...

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.

 

 Isaiah 44:26–45:7

 The One saying of Cyrus, ‘He is my shepherd, And he will completely carry out all my will’ 

* 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

Welcome Reign (Revised)

 

 May your millennial reign be the beginning of greater things not yet in script form of men,

make the universe a place fitting for loyal subjects to colonize,

and may the son's of the Almighty God (YHWH) be equal to the celestial army and starry heavens, 

in your name shall bow all inspiration, and in glory declare the splendor of the finest craft,

cause the counterfeiter to go into convulsion and misfits as it contemplate the total collapse of a failed rebellion,

the qualities of your Divine person are all to embracing and I feel very small uttering words of praise, please allow (me) to worship,

what is require of (me) and I make you my eternal crush and God ? please answer (me) this ?

in my short term life span I have made you my choice, in the long run (eternal abode) devise a plan so we never depart, we have come this far and my hearts desire...your eternal presence,

as this system draws to a close and the foundations of every corner stone removed, make your spiritual temple a permanent historical sight for times duration,

keep your eyes on the prize, Almighty and Divine...and may your vibrational drive seek out what is rightfully missing from the stock pile it once released.

Special guest II Clic here !

 

Please allow (me) to praise, laud and sanctify the Holiest-of-Holiest... hallelujah to the most high God (YHWH)

Published on

6/28/25 5:22 PM

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 

  

 

Yellow rose *--*

 waiting the exchange of the guard

In the moon garden there are flowers that bloom in the evening or late at night to early morning, so day or night there is this spectacular exchange for the curious at heart.  

Rafael G Gonzalez 

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

lament of the 9th son

 

Crimson Tears here !

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.

 

The strain your absences has placed on me,

the void I feel, the emptiness like a bottomless pit,

the wild fire that consumed your warm embrace,

the tender look and smile I could only decode,

your grace at times I so much over-looked,

a thankful giver without reserve,

a heart that never gave up it's pulses,

you stood like a tower in front of so many adversaries, 

a true champion I made you, before you even acknowledged,

you claimed your birthright and on several occasion cheated death and held still the power struggle,

your spirit, your heart, dwells in the minds of countless and memories are everlasting,

from what ever stock-pile of energies your creator released you ?

in the care keeping you nest in  sublime charm,

you kept your eye's on prize and stayed on mission, 

you have transition from a corruptible body to being in likeness of angel's...

your voice at times felt soften and pleasant like that of an angelic host, 

I will hold dearest your spoken and unspoken words in my treasure box,

in the celestial vaults in safe keeping, I shall follow or dying trying,

in eternal memory...praise and laud, sanctify, worship the Almighty God (YHWH)

and host.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

04/30/25...05/04/25

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love shakes (me) *--*

             I can't see why you flee (Shake me)...when my love is on a prayer

 

                In the sweetest of thought, I value you that much !

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

6/7/25 3:31 PM

 

things keep happening

 

Truth 4 ever (Revised)

 

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 Gonzalez

 

 The conspiracy Clic here !

 

 

Published on

3/23/23 2:30 AM

Early Blossom *--* (Revised)

            Early Blossom

In anticipation of early morning mist, curled up in her nest of twigs, twines, and thorns...evergreens, there lays dormant the most precious expression. Waiting the shift...daylight, nocturnal muse dazzles laughter through the air.

So whispered the jasmines, and so whispered the lilies, and so whispered the daffodils, and so whispered the rose (early blossom)...the tulips and carnations, gaily exchange of the guard!

Creation laud and praise the fine tuning of vibrational harmony, flower beds of color and fragrance chant, guide the foot-steps of invisible host.

Sunlight pierce the threshold of early blossom’ and so come to life, audience drunk in joy and laughter.

All the commotion invisible too the grounds keeper, all obvious to the host,

Sun-dance...rain-dance, songs of jubilee collaborate a kaleido-spectacle, only to the few ! Many are the blessings pouring her way, like rain showers to a special expression of delight...inspiringly awesome, Divinely crafted !

Seasons of change whither my presences...but between me and my host, vibrational harmony is root deep.

In the next resurrection early blossom, the garden shall play...and so whispered all creation in submission to a grand scheme.

Only the choicest is found lodging in GOD'S tent, and you're one of them.

A Divine host irreconcilable yearn to nourish the spark woven deep into the sacred spiral, for all expression to declare his glory. In the pipe-lines of life, remote in the sacred chamber God’s (YHWH) work shop, you are his love Joy ! His beloved child !

 

 A thousand in colorful contrast and the array of suited matches, would be at a standstill from a radiant singleness, the aura...the presentation...the lamp-stand of all seasons,

 

A host grand standing and qualities yet to reveal. 

 

 *--* I can't recall writing this note for anyone in particular, not even a passer-by so the inspiration comes from creation it self. The last few lines are the revised version for the real target in the corridor of time.

Published on

4/10/17 1:56 AM

BY : Raphael G

At work *--* N

 

Some of the most rewarding, surprising and enduring treasures are found through 

tireless work, through a process of perseverance and steadfastness, one can attain. 

At times a severe trial can walk a person by the hand in a maze of tripwire and in all

humbleness seeking to submit the true intentions.

In the order of weakness and power it's like an endless chess game in a borderless scheme of good will.

Being insightful and embracing wisdom is a reward within it's self, finding the treasure and the gifts is quite luminous for the average.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

6/9/25 5:30 PM

 

  

Controversial Truth

 I know that the truth is controversial, Jesus the greatest teacher who lived, son of the most high God (YHWH) is regarded to be of them. You who research Divinity and immerse in qualities of the Holy spirit, posses a well rounded understanding. This man yet a spirit, didn't have a moments pause under persecution for expanding the person whom he really was and spoke in plain sight to the common people as also the well learned.

knowing that the truth carries a heavy burden do we shrink or expand ? That's a question I like to ask myself, and at one time being absent of organizational directive, I can truly say that the greatest battles were fought and made "in the spiritual realm and not the physical," that should be an eye-opener for the receiving end.

I'm not going to go at history or scriptures, that's why you and I have the Gospel's, very well written narratives and passages, prophecies and parables, until his very death and yet lives (King)...I have picked up the pieces knowing that a call is place upon all subjects under the bluest sky or the darkest night, a yearn to be placed back in order and framed accordingly to it's rightful place.

The Almighty and Divine has not and will not leave any soldier behind who has left a lasting impression on his saintly person to recall in memory...this much I know. His loyalty is unsurpassed, his love unforgiving unexcused (everlasting) and present, that is something to embrace with all powers bestowed. I have a love affair and crush, and his strong-hold does not release, in millennium dawn eternity has a date with much ones.

"In middle of the night He, shook me"

Potter's vessel  Clic here !

 Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

Published on

6/5/25 10:19 PM

YHWH slave girl *--*

 

Those who say you can’t, I say knowing you is better !
 

Who are you ? Who are those that speak like unlearned...men/woman, addressing a supreme power structure, belittling the highest and Divine.

Who has giving you access to peer into those columns of power ? They offend and have pieces (bits) of understanding, reasoning, and insight !

So I say this, knowing you is better and level up to my agitated spirit...I must silence their activities so they can utter greater and wiser chants.
 

Almighty and Divine, ancient of old, eternity pursues, follows you...How glorious is your kingdom ? What powers you hide ? What secrets you keep ?

Break into her dreams (vaults), guide her senses, sooth her spirit and direct those thoughts to align in continuity with your superlatives harmonious notes. Mold the potter's vessel to your own measurements...finest choice.

 

Saintly and Divine (Jehovah) bless be your name to time indefinite to time indefinite...breach into her rhythms, frequencies, pauses, and create a safe and free zone of never ending want to chase, sanctify your holiness.

 

Your slave girl, is a young resourceful subject with well bred credentials. Watch over her curiously well, relay your intrigues...net her activities in a force-field of protection, grant her your highest favors, unconditional love.

 * Special guest!

Expand-this-vessel Clic here !

White-and-Yellow-roses Clic here !


Rafael G Gonzalez

06/07/23

Special guest II (Revised) *--*

 

One can refer to this as a superlative song ! 

Pipe-lines-of-life Clic here !

Eternity-in-love *--* Clic here !

Expand this vessel *--*  Clic here !

 

I have missed her like a fleeting spring breeze of many seasons,

Her absences has become a memorial stamped in my soul,

I'm under the good impression that these forces will merge if there be a Divine will,

A call is heard and it's not your average day-break,

in places I have not known a hang-over of moments (Experiences) pass replace the void I eagerly embrace to often,

what stands against these verses have never expand the superlativeness/excellence's of a quality so Divine,

yes, in life's journeys...truth, loyalty, and love are the sojourner's in the invisible presences it can no longer deny,

If I seek a comforter its a hollow void, and in these thoughts that emanate from the profound deep....certainly are my guide,

I must continue pressing forward until one totally consumes me, (the hollow void or her presence),

as touching as it may seem, not so touching the absence, presences and all encompassing, that is God's slave girl that we hold so dear,

Our hearts are an open portal for your access, only a few in a selection and you one of them,

 Until my heart gives up it's beats/rhythm...I shall praise God's (YHWH) finest of expressions, that reside and dwell deeply woven in the pipe-lines of life,

She lights up the house of God like a lamp stand, and her smile a thousand color spectrum and millenniums of love joy,

From what stockpile of those energies you released her, and after the fine-tuning what draft orders are in place ? Please answer (me) this ?

Praise and laud the Almighty God (YHWH)...just praise him !

Please allow (me) to worship the Holiest-of-Holiest !

 

La he extrañado como una brisa primaveral fugaz de muchas estaciones,

Su ausencias se han convertido en un memorial estampado en mi alma,

Tengo la buena impresión de que estas fuerzas se fusionarán si hay una voluntad Divina,

Se escucha un llamado y no es un amanecer común,

en lugares que no he conocido, una resaca de momentos (experiencias) pasado reemplazan el vacío que abrazo con entusiasmo y con demasiada frecuencia,

lo que se opone a estos versos nunca han expandido la superlatividad/excelencias de una cualidad tan Divina,

sí, en los viajes de la vida... la verdad, la lealtad y el amor son los peregrinos en las presencias invisibles que ya no se puede negar,

Si busco un consolador es un vacío hueco, y en estos pensamientos que emanan de lo profundo... ciertamente son mi guía,

Debo seguir presionando hacia adelante hasta que uno me consuma por completo, (el vacío hueco o su presencia),

por conmovedor que parezca, no tan conmovedor la ausencia, las presencias y todo lo abarcante, que es la esclava de Dios que tanto apreciamos,

Hasta que mi corazón abandone sus latidos/ritmo... alabaré las más finas expresiones de Dios (YHWH), que residen y moran profundamente entretejidas en las tuberías de la vida,

Ella ilumina la casa de Dios como un candelabro divino, y su sonrisa es un espectro de mil colores y milenios de amor y alegría,

¿De qué reservas de esas energías la liberaste y, después del ajuste-fino,qué órdenes preliminares están en vigor? Por favor respóndeme esto ?

Rafael G Gonzalez

Alaben y ensalcen al Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH)... ¡simplemente alábenlo!

¡Por favor, permíteme adorar al Santo...Santísimo!

*YHWH (Slave girl) 

Dec.2024

 

 

 

God's Slave girl (96)

Sister : Ann Butler, original writing please...click on the link here, to view at my drive. A very special poetic note, by one of God's finest (servant) slave girl. 

In his defense Jesus said to them, “My Father is always at his work to this very day, and I too am working.”

Back in 96' this poetic note was given to me, she is my guardian Angel.

Published on

04/24/22

White/yellow roses *---*

 

 

 Yellow in memory of my loyalty and white the purity of faith and eternal love, 

in paradise the chase is never ending.

The evergreens of everlasting attachments, and the thorns a delicate balance that choreographs the burning flame,

fragile as it may seem, the power it holds and the lasting impressions to the givers want,

a child of countless spring seasons, for generations to come and eternity to follow,

She awakens my dormant cells and cause a big bang in the deepest of heart, the expansion of that burst...a super Nova of explosive thoughts.

In God (YHWH) Almighty I trust that this affirmative actions of his own Divine will pull us together as energies aggregate in a massive collection and create that incredible spark.

Your absences a living memory, your silence my longest yearn, hear (me) you dream-weaver and Host-of-Host, are you not behind this cause ? My soul is restless in knowing you better, in this perpetual feelings fill our intrigues !

Rafael G Gonzalez

10/22/24

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

 

 

Love of wisdom (Revised)

Philosophy : Love of wisdom
 

If I embrace wisdom and stupidity, at the end both will merge/greet, but I prefer the highest wisdom, that which man have little access, and few are called. Through love and conscience I summons the highest authority in heavens, that which is personal.
I pity the lesser for their devotional absences, lacking desire, countless excuses and detachment from a spirit of sacrifice. 

expressing the self freely is not an easy task, but being free is !

when there are options there are ways, when there are ways one defeats both, the excuses and the attachments to the cause.

 

 Poetry is the science of feelings, without the feelings there is no science.

 

Never make a lady jealous even by error,*

her zeal will burn,

some are pure fire,

some are purely devotional,

some benevolent as mothers,

some painful as thorns,

others possessive as caretakers.

 

I believe more in a resurrection, more then I belief I'm still alive (material)...a martyr's wish...a martyr's call. This energy is yours, there is nothing called self, that resides here in this contraption of flesh and bones, I yearn for your presence. Design a scheme for us, and I will blindly follow.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

5/25/22 6:33 AM

*It does not reside in (me) to make a lady jealous, it creates confusion and mistrust,

and why I'm still alive ? the Almighty and Divine keeps count of every stroke of air I inhale and exhale. I shall remain loyal or die trying, in vows and oath my love is secured !

Jealousy is sabotage

 

One can image Almighty God, who demanded exclusive devotion and his prized matrimonial arrangement (figuratively speaking) caused him to become zealous, because of their lacking trust and devotion. So anything void of that devotion, in practice is not edification of the spirit.

Time,space, infinity (Revised)

 

It’s not easy to shake the Holy-spirit when, it moves one into action,

it is free-will and act of devotion.

Through a chance of faith the sensation is mutual, a deep feeling to a higher call can not be denied.

A glorious time for reflection,

A moment to pause and test truth when accomplished at full-force,

A pause in time to gather all rightfully gain and reserved,

A pause in time to show-up for the work’s of Almighty God,

A pause in time to take the challenge…

it will shake foundations, but that is the call to vibrate in Holy journeys, to express the 

long awaited scene of training and preparation.

To fill in the gaps of that mutual consortium, to which we’re summons.

In prayer and expectation I, have not stretched the boundaries...not yet

I have much affection for you, If this is the actuating force...then I concede.

Time...space… and infinity are all equal, but eternity belongs to us !

Rafa El G Gonzalez

Published on

7/25/23 11:51 PM

If life is a struggle II

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If life is a Struggle

If life is a struggle, what does death offers in the long run?

Why do we grief over our short comings?

In high places sits the arrogant, time makes the calls and he is of little means!

Time is a thief it robs us of our youth, it makes us gray and savvy, only to reverse as we become children again in our unstable state.

If only we could remain children’s forever can we challenge time?

Time produces; time reduces, and time the crook that steals values as it never burns out. When one wonders time laughs, when one is hurting time laughs, when one is lonely time laughs, time follows no command it is space to be filled, infinite like the thief’s treachery, ever present to observe and molest our slightest moments, like a 

motionless predator it works its web, and consumes, destroys.

The time capsule that never runs out, the subjects trapped in its belly with little hope, time the unscrupulous vigilant, the giver and taker of life.

Time drags when it is having greater moments, the time is and the time will come for all under its sight to time no more!

If not for the cosmos, and the seasons that disguise our fragile make-up we would be like the dust tossed in the wind, miniature particles of matter that resemble time itself in so many ways.

The Great Spirit is great, find him and make him your allied. Bow to the mysteries and secrets that simple minds charge at, because understanding is not its helper.

The balance of nature is becoming undone, who can reverse it? Oh mother earth that sustains life for a little while, you that shelters the offspring’s of creation in the bosom of paradise, she calls for the souls to fertilize her grounds, she cries out with open mouth and a belly that’s never satisfied.

(C) write protected

 

Published on

4/13/13 9:38 AM

 

Raphael G

Spring of 2010