Everlasting Apologies/disculpas eternas (Revised)

There are times man/woman come across things in form of expression that cause a great stir in a person's soul. When it comes to feelings my body is less sensitive as it is my heart. The qualities of the Almighty and Divine, which are termed "fruits of the Holy Spirit"( which is the person of GOD) is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith. In other words one has to feel themselves through the body/person of Almighty God (YHWH), bless be his name to time indefinite. Some of us have these gifts in possession to a greater charity of the Holy Spirit it self.

If logic is absent, in the absent of this logic I have emotional intelligence, that supersedes the failures of stoic reasoning. As human-being we all have some kind of feelings, some kind of affection, sometime mutual...in others sometime a singleness of that attraction. In the process of bridging the gap, some come across stiff opposition in various forms. I'm not innocent in these attacks, the subject of interest are not the resistance...but those who have little access and question the superlative gifts, which in turn contrite the Holy Spirit.

The opposition acts as a controller in various forms, method, and schemes, reasoning it's for the good, undermining the access already in the work's through the operations of the Holiest-of-Holiest. And where I stand is firm with a clear conscience moving ever forward, in great lament.

Some have taken issues with the things written, fearing it's content and the very truth behind it. But it's not the fear making them stutter and stammer, it's the favor in expression of the Holy Spirit that which carries out a restless search.

Now that you know carry those feelings to the highest power, and we dress in the vestment of purity, and the Holiest-of-Holiest feels complete in the exchange of those expressions.

I wish to extend my apologies through the expression,

 

 

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".

Published on

2/12/25 3:28 PM

Rafael G Gonzalez

9th son/nueve (Revised)

 

soy el hijo de nueve el ultimo de una familia humilde, modesta…

 

cuando sali del taller sagrado un ser Divino me recibio con manos abriertas,

 

soy su encanto hasta este dia, y dia por dia estare y que logre su objetivo en su engendro,

 

sere feliz, nada ni nadie podra quebrantar ese gozo,

 

la alegria que siento de servir, y estar a su disposicion,

 

estira esta vasija y moldea...moldea, te sere algo util por que eres confiable y nada de lo que te propones a fallado.

 

Tus poesias Divinas ensayan mi arrededor, todo suspira grandeza, todo elojian tu santidad,

 

nadien como tu ni nada en lo minimo,

 

me eres un placer envocar tu nombre O’ Jehovah, me energizas y inspiras gran emocion,

 

me conmueve las largas noches..descanzo arrebatado, medito en tus magnificas obras,

 

Jehovah eres muy deseable, placentero, me inquietas, me siento a verte conocido largo tiempo atras,

 

soy ignorante a causa de tu poder, eres autoridad suprema,

 

quisiera que sellara mis pensamientos y tambien mi boca, no soy digno de acercarme a un Rey soverano eterno en cual soy su propiedad,

 

como es possible ser hecho a tu semejansa ?

 

A lo largo de las divisiones en una noche estellada espero tu presencia, se me agita el espiritu y tengo tu audiencia,

 

por que me tratas con tanta audaz ?

 

Por que me eres tan fiel ? Acaso me debes algo ? 

 

Dichoso en mi podreza el tener acceso a tus riquezas, en lo escondito de cuatro paredes que tu iluminacion replandesca !

 

 

I am the son of nine, the last of a humble, modest family...

When I left the sacred workshop, a Divine being welcomed me with open hands,

I am his charm to this day, and day by day I will be and may He achieve his goal in this birth,

I will be happy, nothing and no one can break that joy,

the joy I feel to serve, and will be at his disposal,

stretch this vessel and mold it... mold it, I will be useful to you because you are trustworthy and nothing you propose has failed.

Your Divine poems rehearse around me, everything sighs greatness, everything praises your holiness,

no one like you or anything in the least,

It is a pleasure for me to invoke your name O' Jehovah, you energize me and inspire great emotion,

I am moved by the long nights... I rest raptly, I meditate on your magnificent works,

Jehovah, you are very desirable, pleasant, you uplift me, I feel having known you for a long time,

I am ignorant because of your power, you are the supreme authority,

I would like you to seal my thoughts and also my mouth, I am not worthy of approaching an eternal sovereign King in which I am his property,

How is it possible to be made in your likeness?

Throughout the divisions on a starry night I wait for your presence, my spirit stirs and I have your audience,

Why do you treat me so boldly?

Why are you so faithful to me?

Do you owe me something?

Blessed is my modesty to have access to your riches, in the hidden place of four walls that your illumination shines!

 

* Special guest

 

*taken from "access granted "

 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

10/3/24 12:54 AM

 

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

True love joy (Revised) *

Almighty God (YHWH) has a majestic garden that resembles nothing on earth !

 

Cosmos flowers

 True love joy (Revised) *

 

Guard her like a force-field of protection, built a shield around her encampment

 

guide her foot-steps as of the fine-tuning of the cosmos

 

she is truly love-joy and beyond

 

Where can I go and not find her, what have you done O’ Almighty and Divine...what are your sublime charms up to, why have you kept (me) restless?

 

Eternity keeps watch over such fineness, in love eternity has fallen

 

I will live or die trying, she is your slave girl and with greater eagerness I give chase to energies embracing energies

 

grant (me) access so that those chapters you so sweetly keep and cause your saintly person to shake and vibrate, renew and exchange

 

the purest dynamic power is found at the core, who has gained access and who have you favored, and what are your choicest ?

 

A date I have with eternity in love, and superlativeness as gifts bestowed.

 

* Special guest

 

Published on

10/1/24 3:44 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Just Praise Him (YHWH)

 

I began to reason beyond the average understanding and above that insight, there stood this revelation,

who among the living can issue creeds, commands, laws, rules that you must follow ?

Who among the least or highest is worthy of your favor ? 

what power structure can wrestle away your stronghold on me ?

mere human will stumble like a fly chasing the light, but those you grant access are like fine dressing for a fields gathering,

Divine poetic notes rehearse and take hold of (me) I can't express it's pure message...it over takes my person,

if one was to pry back into my life's experiences which is full  of surprises and events not for the average, one can see very clearly a benevolent, merciful host... a love that transcends that scope of limited reasoning,

life has been merely flattering, yet I pick-up were I left off and the pieces along with it,

At times I feel drained and lifeless, and at times like a super charged particle, that is the lot that which seeks (me) like a haunt and a journey of endless roads,

now being fully aware of my Divine host undeserving kindness, his purpose and those chapters which I eagerly seek  to fill in my host dairy,

the opposition has not lost a breath in striping away "The Call" and I reason the better fights are yet to come,

yes, the opposition has conspired in more ways then one, and my inheritance (Promise) is the endgame,

while there is still this contemptible substance in form of energy that fills my organs with fuel beyond compare, and until my Divine host makes the moves, I shall surface for a little breathing room in life affairs to finish that wonderful "call",

I can't see it any other way, a master-craft, a Spirit at work, a Sovereign King, a power structure beyond compare seeks what is rightfully his own property,

Oh mighty...Almighty and Divine grant (me) the staying power and love affair, never detach or uncouple, release in marginal errors.

Please allow (me) worship, praise, sanctify your saintly person (YHWH)... 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

The Conscience (Global Conscience)

            https://soundcloud.com/ralph-g-warcloud/the-conscience

"My only friend, counselor, and second in command,
the only voice that speaks to me on a regular basis with zero bias, I never feel alone with its presence. The conscience yearns and suffers with those of conscientiousness, as for those absent  of conscience, their pain is suffering the limitations of their exploits.
The black clouds...eternal stain, the bottomless contrived, the ever present weaver of mischievousness, bridges that burn, souls that yearn, the stare that pierce the soul, the cries that molest my deep sleep, and the eternal alarm that never seems to flee."

            
If one is conscious, one is awake, alert, aware, one searches for something that fills voids. An individual seeks a treasure in the same matter, life saving knowledge is reserved for those yearning and sighing for greater revelation in their internal conflict. Yes the conscious is an internal conflict being carried out by your divine implants, our father loves his children, this self guiding exchange is ever present...why not seek it and stop the obstructions.

Consciousness awake and rise from the deep slumber, express that which has been asleep for the final trial and judgement,
Instruct the idleness and stagnant energies to transform that able body,
become a friction to all resistance, opposition to what is truly  Divine,
Create a corridor like a dividing wall and channel all that which is fruitful and just cause,
shrink not to the adversary, his power is dimming even in it's total darkness,
herald in awareness so many can nourish the spark of hope,
Summons all that is Holy and Divine, praise and laud "The Almighty God (YHWH) Jehovah, and prove the arch enemy has failed.

I'm not your enemy Oh Almighty one' just merely a benefactor of your great benevolence, I ride the wind on behalf of your directions, I breathe this substance that energizes every cell in my contemptible state of folly and ignorance.Why would you hold such blindness to your stature? Allow me to serve out your time in the space allotment! Did you not received me with jubilee when I first cracked open the sacred chamber? Why do I perceive the Spirit in retrieval?

What has happened to my dreams of delight, where sons hold their father's hand and feel a sense of security! Were you not the master craftsman whom put words of meaning in my mouth? Shall we journey together or should I perish in the hands of tomb-robbers? and body snatchers! They plot against the Most Holiest day and night, my soul feels devastation from the twisted views, let me fight on your side Oh mighty warrior! Was I not the last out of a great crowd? and did you not plan my exit well? I was my mother's birthday gift, she was in a blissful joy in labor pains...you have rewarded her well.

Are you not the one referenced in your own writings, with extended hands, making invitations and selections? Then allow me to fatten myself for a little while until the final call, in the banquet table!
Let the anointment and sacrifice take place as you so wish...but permit me to honor the Most High God and Holiest of Holiest.

Raphael G

 

Jun 28, 2015

Flower of Holy Spirit (Revised)

 

Egret flower

To the devastation's of war and famine that follows right behind like the four rider's of apocalyptic scene's no human can embrace in a right mind set. There will always be a more serene vision for the oppressed and less fortunate. They shall rise with wings of phoenix and from the ashes deconstruct the instruments of hatred, and be the most blessed for their steadfastness in hope of exchange.

I feel completely at ease and I'm not just jiving that through-out life's challenges, ordeals I wouldn't have enjoyed the way it has transformed and created the other half which I been longing for. I can truly express fully the whole person molded and placed in reserves for the greater awakening.

How do I see (me) a man to be held in contempt or a man for the greater works ?

Almighty God (YHWH) is my witness...and so here I'm

Consciousness awake and rise from the deep slumber, express that which has been asleep for the final trial and judgement,

Instruct the idleness and stagnant energies to transform that able body,

become a friction to all resistance, opposition to what is truly Divine,

Create a corridor like a dividing wall and channel all that which is fruitful and just cause, shrink not to the adversary, his power is dimming even in it's total darkness,

herald in awareness so many can nourish the spark of hope,

Summons all that is Holy and Divine, praise and laud "The Almighty God (YHWH) Jehovah, and prove the arch enemy has failed.

All things kept secret find no use for those searching the light, as for the expression it becomes ostracized and a villain for making available secrets to posterity and observing righteous growth ! All things kept in obscurity is repugnant, and all things that arts darkness is a miscarriage of Divine Justice.

It's been a heavy burden carrying-out the mandates of God Almighty Jehovah (Truth), but not heavy enough to separate me from it. Every opportunity in which I can be a counter weight, and counter-productive, I boast as being that contender with a heavy price.
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.

Release from bondage all that is kept secret,

all that which is hostile and holds the expression hostage,

Express the self in purity,

express the self in the simpleness of mind to what is love,

fill the self with the fruits of the Holiest-of-Holiest,

Allow the attributes of saintly and Divine to take hold of what is rightfully his own,

express the self to the point the spoiler and usurper can’t find traction and cause it to slip,

what ever it takes to find within the self to uphold the moral conscience...stay the course,

water that sits stale and stagnant remain flat and finds no traction,

water that is constantly moving, flowing fills gaps and these new orders replace the old habits,

as the wheel in the sky turns (Celestial Chariot) doing away with the antiquated traditions, versions and cause to cease and desist that which is hindrance in the corridor of space,

this continuity of flowing living water is not all that new...but a reminder of what is law and transitioning from it,

remain a friction to the apparatus of deceitful schemes,

make it your own to walk in the person of the faithful slave,

Disown the self to renew and replenish all which is old and make use the excellence of works,

call out the ancient (YHWH) of time and make it your stronghold, in needful places it never fails,

your call is not in vain but the actions maybe serving different causes,

remain grounded and seek not the temporary and trivial matters of life that herniates the true self and expression.

 

04/15-30/24

 

 

Thank you all for the support and allowing our blog to grow, expand and reach it's audience. Facebook and google have been instrumental, along the many other media outlets. April has been a good month, so I express it in all gratitude. The nations of the World, the global family, and friends who have stay the course through some very rough times. You have gone beyond my expectations, and that's why I'm still here and will remain a while. I shall continue publishing articles poetic notes and journeys, and what ever internally seeks in the outside.

Much love,

You have my blessings,
 

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

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

Odds/Oppositions (Revised)

 The odds or opposition, it matters not the busy bodies in a consortium of ill guided counsel. The traditions of antiquated hindrance that herniated all aspects that are truly of good nature.

Why step in an arena that is truly a novelty to the unlearned. Why not rebuilt the sagging image that drags all that which is fruitful.

Those who are guided by the spirit live by spirit and there is no corruption. Those with a well trained conscience give a thorough and complete witness before a host that is pure, saintly, benevolent, and sway nor bend to wishes of hearts and souls in detestable reasoning's. 

In conclusion do not destroy what you haven't built, and stay busy on your own affairs, that way that which is built becomes a lodge and resting place for a moments pause.

If you fear (me) and what I write, when the real fear arrives, and the shadow enemy makes the calls you will embrace it with greater eagerness ! And you have !

Is it sacred to remain ignorant to the chains/shackles that heavily entangles and a snare, the master's we so masterly revere !

Si temes (a mí) y a lo que escribo, cuando llegue el verdadero miedo y el enemigo en la sombra  los llamados lo abrazarás con mayor afán!

¡Es sagrado permanecer ignorante de las cadenas/grilletes que enredan pesadamente y son una trampa, y los maestros que tan magistralmente reverenciamos!

 * Special guest

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Published on

10/3/24 12:58 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

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 

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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.

 

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12/8/12 8:06 PM

 

BY: Raphael G
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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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