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Saturday, February 15, 2025

Moon Light (Revised)




Moon light strangeness


I'm strange and stranger than none...I feel uninvited in the world in which I tread, yet all are invited to seek my strangeness,

when ever this moonlight is absent I cannot inspire even the night becomes too silent and creation is in the same low spirit,
But when it’s full or not being obscured this light is the gift that compliments such a vast array of phenomenal physics that I could not embrace,
Sometimes it is only half full and my anticipation grows and grows, like that of a mighty river raging for her to fully mature,

The flower beds rejoice at her sight as they have early blossoming from her blessed mist, and in the morning feel refreshed and invigorated,

The prairies, mountain tops, hills, valleys, the oceans, the young calf, the prancing colt, the wing creatures, that nest happily in their resting place,

The gentle fresh air, that makes the open night such pleasant a moonlight, She is the light that shines and shines causing so much commotion, yet innocent partaker in all her actions.

Moonlight the kaleidoscope of extraordinary events, keeps her radiant and focus,
The ever burning spotlight that pierce my soul, nothing like her in splendor, nothing like her in absence.

When I step into the night from my cradle there is this bright light a celestial body that never seems to leave me, It follows everywhere I tread illuminating my pathway, and when it’s full it resembles a lamp someone set up with purpose,
The creatures of the night howl, cry, and sing...their interpretations are all unique, this goes on throughout this nocturnal cycle of intrigue and charm just to repeat once again,
The flying visitors die trying to reach her magnificent splendor, and that is the beauty of it all, the Grand builder had it all well within reach for us to write and respect, fall to our knees and praise….and praise.

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By: Raphael G

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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Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Everlasting Apologies/disculpas eternas

 

Let be the expression my everlasting apologies,

the poetic notes a sentiment searching it's host,

actions and reactions a misalignment of a bi-polarized model of radical

high's and low's,

that shifts, transition it's axis in complete despair ,

the room that filled the eagerness of heart,

love in the chills of ice,

colder and colder working it's web,

the end-times cycle (receiving end)...the assembly of faithful under the greatest of trials,

but the true word never failed,

a beginning or end...the signs all to obvious, 

the search not for the faint of heart,

I prefer you stay in your place and allow the expression to find it's audience and contend,

under severity, machinations of the hidden hand a small gathering at work,

So I praise and praise...Almighty God (YHWH) what's next ?

let (me) sing to you my song everyday "take me home a place suited for each other...but take (me) home ".


Que la expresión sea mis disculpas eternas, 

las notas poéticas un sentimiento en busca de su anfitrión, 

acciones y reacciones una desalineación de un modelo bipolarizado de radicalidad de altos y bajas, que transiciona su eje en completo desconsuelo, 

la habitación que llenó el entusiasmo del corazón, 

el amor en los escalofríos del hielo, 

más y más frío tejiendo su red,

el ciclo del fin de los tiempos (marcadores)... la asamblea de fieles bajo la mayor de las pruebas, 

pero la verdadera palabra nunca falló, 

un principio... un fin... las señales son demasiado obvias, 

la búsqueda no es para los débiles de corazón, 

prefiero que te quedes en tu lugar y permitas que la expresión encuentre su audiencia y contienda, 

bajo severidad, maquinaciones de la mano oculta una pequeña reunión en acción, 

Así que alabo y alabo... Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH) ¿qué sigue? 

Déjame cantarte mi canción todos los días "Llévame a casa, a un lugar adecuado para cada uno...pero llévame a casa".

Rafael G Gonzalez



Monday, February 10, 2025

Inform (me)

 It is the medicine every soul seeks,

An ancient remedy (formula) that soothes all aches,

condition's, illness, heart-troubles, and restores the imbalance, a soul 

under the greatest assault, 

It is a superlative design...I far from it,

remote where resides, present at all moments,

We seek it with all eagerness of heart, misplacing the enigmatic  

fellowship where incubated, causing so much commotion,

It weighs us down in thoughts, feelings that race like meteors in chase,

implants at fine-tuned frequencies,

it searches those energies and low-level vibrations to draft back into it's superlative acts

what are rightfully it's own,

If one was to query all this ? 

At a grand scale...all the intellectuals...all the thinkers...all the gifted in field of reasoning, what are your findings ?

what are your logical explanation, if there be any in that field ?

we may be granted access if we pause in the allotted time/space gained and return it, if that be the call ! it is inevitable in that time constraints...the wise who seek it becomes the chase, and that is sublime.

Almighty God (YHWH) at work

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

Rafael G Gonzalez