If I God's outlaw "I will say this...it was/is worth every stroke of breath denied and every passerby who became a witness. I Stand convicted and courageously in the presence of all those who hold the message in contempt, and try and stifle truth and its real meaning. In my many years in shackles, truly its been a heavy price on my head and I can't say no more !
To my dearest eternal host Almighty and Divine Jehovah (YHWH), Your name fills my place of dwelling,
I shall not
keeping meddling in the past but as Your, spirit fills the same, the renewal of mines the unfruitful becomes the very desirable, weakness replaces strength and the orders of Your, kindness shall not be denied.
In times corridor continue to fill in the gaps, where I may have missed Your, commands by missed-places errors. Hold me not in contempt but shade me from the empty dwellings.
Shy away not and restore this vessel to the proper place of refinement. In any fine tuning You, have all the needful crafts, and tools to make right.
Your, spirit at work I can see all to well. Your, timing...my greatest craves. Keep me, in reserve...and so be it, at the final call.
YOU, know me all to well,
YOU, the weaver of dreams, thoughts, revelations, messages, predictions, writings, timely and precise without any marginal setbacks. Who can cause a single failure ? Who can forge it's content ? as of the the counterfeiters, who are the authors ?
You’ who dare challenge “The Almighty Divine and host-of-host”
You' who through countless counterfeits, schemes and treacherous acts of calculus...swept into a black-hole with no end in sight.
How have you’ fared against the supreme power structure ? Have you gained anything of worth ? Have you’ added a second of breath to your’ eternal damnation ?
How have you’ fared against the lesser of flesh and bones ? Your’ preferred target for bullying and carrying out an endless scores ?
Have these also made your’ challenge of twisted views, a shameful act of desperation ?
Hold and be hold...a cloud of lightening that bear witness through faith, that your’ cowardly acts conceive no fruits, these Men/Woman of faith, have been a thorn and rise from the ashes you’ consider weak and playground.
Through their weakness, a force-field protects like a shield and growing everyday...mightier and mightier.
You’ the so-called angel of light, in drunk darkness you’ have fallen and left the original place of birth among the stars, expelled and no place found for you’ but a suitable dungeon. This is what “The Almighty Divine host-of-host and Jesus-Christ (Michael) have said...The true and faithful.
In Seeking access to the Almighty God (YHWH), I'm very much aware in his dealing with the men/woman of faith in the pass and present. There are many to recount, but I will take a few on my list of seeker's. Paul The apostle of nations, Moses a chosen vessel with extraordinary leadership skills, and David a King searching for God's heart.
David is my champion, and this love affair between Divine and simple dust has moved (Me) since my young years. From my age 9-12 I had no father or mother figure, being the youngest out of the flock and pecking order the nest is a hostile place. At the age of 12...I was put into a reform school for gifted inner-city kids. Princeton, NJ was my new home until 15.
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 esta 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 tan 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!
Life
to (me) is a love story from being cast-out from the sacred chamber, Almighty God’s workshop (womb) into the light, from the vast deep and pipe-lines of life, every journey is Divine poetry.
I’m wonderfully made and woven to the highest expectations, I was tailored-made to order and there is nothing missing. From memories long ago...far and beyond, the potter’s vessel and weaver's choice...I must praise him while I can and laud him with all expressions bestowed.
I was personally tutored and adopted by a wealthy family while under supervision, in Skillman, New Jersey. I will not go into great details, this is not a Biography about a Puerto-Rican who became an experiment from birth.
I can talk about bright young kids who have share my life's journeys : Tyrone King, Ernie walker, Reggie walker, Tony mack, Mike Tyson, Tally Malave, Renzo Malave and the list goes on. But one thing I'm much grateful and will be in debt is to my stepmother Sharon Geisel, God Almighty bless her. When turn 18, I stepped into my own world and started to slip again and joined the USA army to regain my discipline.
I
spent two weeks in a military hospital in Fort sill Oklahoma, suspended
in a coma, because of vaccine induced injury. As a matter of fact it's
been a long journey gaining my IQ back at 147. It takes more courage
than one can imagine, and for the love of Almighty
God, today I live or will die, but the truth has set (me) free. Also
being near death it's been an early resurrection, as I await the final
call.
My compulsory learning's at the school combined with that of skilled educator's prepare (Me) for what you hear and read today. "Poetic notes and journeys" one word...is a collection of writings dating back to my age of 12. At the age 22, I found access in seeking the Almighty God, and I have dedicated my remaining years to present in spiritual warfare.
The greatest of wars, have been fought in the spirit world, and not physical. When all subsides there then we will have peace.
Never shrink in speaking the "TRUTH" because we may never know who is listening on the other side, and if there be ideas your witnessing is not in vain. Give praise and glory to the Almighty and Divine, with the gifts of speech and surrender to the one and only what is rightfully his.
The truth shall not be silence, it will remain an open portal to all those who truly yearn and seek it, shake the shackles that have tried to bind it and even go underground when needful.
The truth is the greatest of all virtues, it shall remain so as a thorn for all who try and veil it's revelations, messages, for-warnings, and ultimately the great question ? If one contends with tampering, those moments will be cut short.
Seek truth and expand the call, no better time then present !
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 dense 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, 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 Almighty God
Jehovah, Yahweh, Jah (YHWH) has said.
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, counter-productive against Satan's counterfeits, I boast as being that contender with a heavy price.
If out of the list there is one faithful, Paul is my champion.
Apostle Paul or me ?
2 Corinthians 12:7-10 is a passage where Paul has some profound things to say about the theme of strength in weakness. And I want us to begin by reading this passage.
(Paul the Apostle) "to keep me from being too elated by the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from being too elated. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong".
ask me what is my religion ? I will say this, Love...peace and tolerance. Ask me what is my faith ? I will say this, an unbreakable bond between me and a supreme being, which I know exist and experience its manifestations in the many periods of my life's duration. He is all powerful, very visible through his creative process, I'm drawn to him for the same reason he is drawn to me.
How do I worship ? In spirit and in truth.
Ask me how I found the light ? I will say this, by tracing back the foundations and man's quest for the greater revelation. Am I in ignorance may that never be the case, to emulate the father creator, I have disowned myself and seek an audience with the perfect being, that is the light, infinite knowledge, compassion, mercy and a true warrior for righteousness and justice.
He is equal to all, impartial to all, none and ever will compare to the one and only. In my relentless search for the ultimate GOD, I can honestly say creation speaks in silence !
I'm constantly forced to ask within, how can we/I ever truly be a spiritual person...when our bodies (temple) of the soul, is saturated with negative energies causing so many anomalies, that interfere with that growth ?
If I serve out the allotted time, certainly it is a gauntlet well fought' yet I wasn't the whole person I was meant to be !!! This drama that unfolds inside of me, to a point drives the affliction, challenges that become the actuating force in an inquisitive process... Of why my innocence's and the crushing expectations.
(Me, a vessel) If I’m weak in the flesh and yet chosen, ordain to do the powerful work’s of the spirit, then the spirit bears my weakness in the flesh. And if the spirit contends with my weakness I have become powerful. If the spirit actuates my life force, then I have overcome my greatest adversary. For it has become my strong-hold, in my contemptible state.
So being weak in the flesh, and contemptible...the spirit takes pleasure that I have fought a great battle in my extremities. Left for dead...died many times, yet powerful to on-looker’s, humble in understanding.
Internalized by my conflict, and much aware of how its utilized, weaponized against me, here again is my helper. The power over the spirit working it’s ancient secret formula. The flesh and weakness have become silent in their activities as the faith bears all, supports it all...that we have overcome and never left behind.
So what is asked of us ? We don’t indulge in the flesh or weakness, yet there ever present ! Does the helper take pleasure in our lowest point ? See for yourself, if He adopted us in our lowest point, certainly his goal would be to make us greater in our highest ! Men/Woman of little faith, how many times can a heart break, and how many times can it mend ? If He can see through all our short-unsightliness, why can’t we ?
So if my weakness has become your stronghold...Almighty God bears witness, that I become a lighthouse for those He, shields in love and tender compassion.
I dare not deprive "The Holiest-of-Holiest" what is rightfully his. So that through the expression He, becomes elated and joyful at the least.
For those who hold the past so dear,
let it go (disable/disconnect) and be cured,
inform the past I don't need you...and repeat and repeat and feel the healing within.
I include myself with you, in the exchange of guilt let's heal one another.
If there be anyone without either, guilt or past...I have carried it to long.
Sometimes a person can feel Satan the (devil) breathing from behind like the wild beast he is. I will say this, I want him to breath hard and feel him, that way I know who to summons and which God (YHWH) I serve.
How merciful are those benevolent host, when we move them the right way, actions of emotions cause them to actuate (engage) become excited and respond timely.
If I’m called/approved for the work's of Almighty God, then I must show up for the work's of God.
But if I do both, the work's of God and that of nations, I’m good for nothing, but a rotten flesh.
If I under God’s mercy and contrite the spirit, and also uplift the spirit...I must be under some special supervision, that the power structure has not given me to complete darkness.
Yet
there is this battle cry that only this power structure can accommodate, yet I wrestle and wish to eradicate.
So if my weakness is great, so is greater the power structure that supports me through all my good intentions.
So here is my contention, at the final call the weakness shall slip and the good for nothing power behind it, decompose in the flesh.
I must also say this, we are winning and most onlooker’s will never see, how an enemy is turned upside down in his countless attempts and counterfeits.
I don't take anyone's word or counsel/advice as the absolute/ultimate gospel, and Jesus being the gospel, I can't follow that to the letter or better yet the law. By remaining pliable/expandable and under reasoning, I let go of all presets so that through a renewal of the self as in selfishness, through him I'm set free because the conscience bear's witness of him. By being cautious of the "man of sin" I choose perspicacity before the man of light.
if anyone has a contention
against this bring forth your light...
New King James Version
Luke 16:8
So the master commended the unjust steward because he had dealt shrewdly. For the sons of this world are more shrewd in their generation than the sons of light.
Philosophy : Love of wisdom
Why do we seek knowledge ? I search it for the purpose of revealing it, not framing it and keeping in obscurity or secret. Of what function is to know so much and not impart the self of those allotted gains ? The more I know...the better we/us will be, that is my debt/payment to you...to society.
If I embrace wisdom and stupidity, at the end both will merge, 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.
Insight has helped me to strengthen my columns of greater support,
Ignorance is worse than a loaded weapon,
ignorance breeds extremism, blind hatred, racism, nationalism, patriotism, feminism, machismo, rainbow pride and the most vile absences of reasoning, headstrong stubbornness which is ruination.
Ignorance is worse than a missile,
than an atomic bomb, or 'biological weapon prolonging in the air,
than a dirty bomb with nefarious method and purposes,
that a virus without conscience,
that of unscrupulous science,
that of modified substance,
than the poorly applied pharmacy,
worse than gene editing and manipulation (tinkering with the sacred spiral) for advancement, research of corrupt science and detriment of the specie.
that misguided obedience,
that of reinforced influence with intimidation apparatus (Blackmail) and personal gains, the overpowering of free will,
Ignorance has been one of the most hostile artifact and proponent through-out the human experience,
it is the most destructive spawn of the human being,
Ignorance defies all logic, all that is love and all offspring's and its fruits.
It is sacred to remain ignorant to the chains/shackles that heavily entangles and a snare to the master's we so masterly revere !
Philippians 2:6-8 "although he was existing in God’s form, did not even consider the idea of trying to be equal to God. No, but he emptied* himself and took a slave’s form and became human".
In this contraption of flesh and bones there is no self, for I have disown* the self, and place control of the complete person to a higher level of consciousness. My soul journey is to emulate the potter's vessel and conform to the unselfishness, through the many operations of the holy spirit.
*Disowned The self as in selfishness and embraced a higher call...that is the person in Jesus.
I recognize that I'm an individual with free will...but the "Divine will" guides the sober-self so that one can be set free, and not ruled or coerced by the implications that I own this contraption of flesh and bones. There is no self or selfishness that can undo, the operations taking hold in inside this soul.
There is no absences in conscience and I'm very much aware of my allotted space, and final call.
Un tributo a la paciencia :
Perdoname por no haber cedido a tus impulsos,
a tus
momentos designados,
Te vestiste de gala y recibistes el premio major,
cuando mas necesitado...hay estabas tu,
Nunca me dejetes sin salida,
Me llenates de gran aguante,
Me orientates en gran consuelo,
Como un marca paso y reloj de arena, no hacias cuenta del tiempo,
Estuviestes siempre a mi alcance,
Nunca te molestates con mi ignorancia,
Endureces y cedes con razonamiento inolvidable,
Tus actos para conmigo son superlativo,
Tu presencia a lo largo de mi camino te are compan~ia eternal,
Mi impaciencia no fue tu quebranto, sino tu fortaleza…
Te as comportado como una enigma Divina, y reabastecido mi mas grandes deseos...en deudas estare por duracion y existencia.
Forgive (me) for not having conceded into your impulses,
to your designated moments,
you dressed to the nines and received the major prize,
When I were most in need,
Never left (me) without a way out,
You fill (me) with great endurance,
You guided (me) in great comfort,
Like a pacemaker and hourglass,
you didn't keep track of time,
You were always within my reach,
Never bother with my ignorance,
You harden and yield with unforgettable reasoning,
Your actions towards (me) are superlative,
Your presence along my path will be my eternal company,
My impatience was not your brokenness, but your strength... You have acted like a Divine enigma,
and replenished my greatest desires...I will be in debt for time and duration of my existence.
Psalm 139:14
New International Version
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
Life to (me) is a love story from being cast-out from the sacred chamber, Almighty God’s workshop (womb) into the light, from the vast deep and pipe-lines of life, every journey is Divine poetry. I’m wonderfully made and woven to the highest expectations, I was tailored-made to order and there is nothing missing. From memories long ago...far and beyond, the potter’s vessel and weaver choice...I must praise him while I can and laud him with all expressions bestowed.
Jehovah (YHWH) Almighty God of heavens and earth, you are the highest authority, through Jesus-Christ. Let your Divine will usher worth glad tithings and blessings only your tender side of compassion hollows first. Your patience running the gauntlet and time stretching thin, the opposition at the last death strokes. I'm completely confident you have shield (me) well, spare not one part of this contraption of flesh and bones, use (me) in whatever you feel fit...but deprive
(me) not.
Expand your creative activities and shame, cause the counterfeiter to go into convulsions (fits), that your love and undeserved-kindness has no rival. Execute your fine-tuned attributes and fruits of the spirit, like no other period in human-kind history. Net the greatest collection of choicest expressions and make them whole for your grand schemes.
I can see that all to well....
Praise and honor to the Almighty God, to the highest power !
Let your light shine through the truth, may it pierce the hardest substance, make the enemy of the Almighty God (YHWH) Jehovah... uncomfortable with your presence. Cause him to slip in your, steadfastness and greater vision of faith. Become a memorial in the scrolls of life, at the gates leading to eternity. Be one of those who can stand in victory, likeness and fashion of "Welcome Reign" I be there with you or die trying at the final call we can say...mission accomplished.
One of the endowments of the spirit is compassion, in order to have this gift one must disown the self which isn't easy task and feel the physical, mental, or emotional pains of others. At times it can seem intrusive...but not selfish, as no longer seeing itself by embracing others it becomes a comforter. It may come into question and even ridiculed, but that is within the confines of the superlative expression which is Divine. Yes, being sensible is not weakness...it takes
more strength that we can imagine to some.
Just reach out the highest power and it's power structure and see for yourself why, it's absent of what we preconceive as weakness.
The
more transparent the task, greater is the mission, those who embrace
the higher call are aware of this. By simplifying we're in-steps with
the fine shepherd. The pressures and distractions in life are all to
obvious, but experience is a redeemer.
"Keep your eyes on the prize and stay on mission"
She
speaks the same language you speak, yet there is irony in her words of
truth, compassion, love and work's of the spirit...which is sacrifice. I
pass down judgment not, but the experience has been my voice inside
yearning for that change, for that pure language, that expression, maybe
the gift that remains Untinkered (Unmanipulated) in the vastness of
hopes.
May your Divine schemes look upon (me), and never depart from (me),
Grant the courage and access to view your commands, mandates, as the blessings already present in gifts and charitable works of your hands.
My heart is heavy for you,
Allow (me) to fight the good fight until my soul slowly wear's out (dims) and through dynamic energy replenish and recycle for those greater moments not yet seen.
If dreaming is the counterfeit of reality...I boast even greater, for what you have made material it truly fits well.
Truly you're my God (Jehovah) the Almighty and Divine, host-of-host...and among the countless god's, they remain impotent, powerless and a shame to look upon. I have made you my strong-hold and summons that supreme authority to seize what is rightfully yours.
When one keep's the expression silent it doesn't take root, it is obvious what is held in secret it is also held hostage and in bondage. To let go of one's intentions take a lot courage, pride must be absent and this is very difficult in our days. It is true some things held in bondage are released in do time...and when thinking of time it's like we had authority over it, that is the greatest illusion. Time makes the calls and we're but microscopic in it's infinite portals. If we were the time-keeper and some of us regarded that illusion, think about how far you have come ?
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 !
It is 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!
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.
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.
Si la controversia me ensombrece, es la conciencia la que se expande y la que se ensancha en exceso busca la proverbial "VERDAD" en toda su manifestación. Cuando uno busca "El camino: la Verdad Divina" en forma de la luz, la controversia desaparece. Los mártires y los buscadores hacen uso de lo inusual, de modo que lo que intenta eclipsar no logra avances en la verdad proverbial. Entonces, ser un enemigo público es la insignia de honor, aquello que no conlleva vergüenza ni dolor mayor que los propios mártires/testigos.
for anyone lesser then (me) is before me...
Therefore Almighty God (YHWH) is my witness that I have tried to gain the least, so that I may have his favor.
I have disown the self and embrace unselfishness so that through a trial of good will my master finds the expression.
If my sleep deviated for a moment it was worth all the while...several hours meditating, several hours writing, a few here and there in prayers. And then day-breaks from the far-east a piercing light boldly, slowly cast darkness into surprising delight. Day-walker's march to the chant of feathers in flight, choreographic muse like a choir fine tune.
From the stage (heavenly realms) to the audience (Earthlings), Divine poetry showcase the finest amphi-theatrics, drama...the main attraction like no show on earth.
The main event cracks open curtains (clouds) and unveils a host of intrigues, fascination for the imagination the spectacle of true love joy and all embracing...but who the invited, and who the guest ? and the performers that never wear or burn out.
The greatest and priceless events we all take for granted, to the extent the insight doesn't fit all. So ladies and gentleman what you see today, you may not see tomorrow ! But some here today will be entertained for life's duration and beyond, that is eternity...seeker's delight !
Is it a difficult task to formulate the call to a higher state of consciousness and embrace the true essences of life giving force, as energies recycle in this enigmatic infinite duration ?
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 !
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!
Emotion=Energy in motion, magnetic thoughts that transcends in frequencies, vibrations, through various wave length, the unseen sounds, the spectrum of aurora channeling those hidden gems. To capture these arrays of the unspoken, challenging the brightest of gifts that becomes your expression. So when one releases those vast pool of knowledge, in terms of Divinity what is obscure are made manifest in plain view.
Through the expression, the emotions...energy is relayed effortlessly, poetic notes are inherit as to Divine poetry is in relation too the energy itself.
When was the last time the Almighty God (YHWH) wrote something specifically for you his beloved child ? Well, there is a compilation of 66 books in all of them you finds his ever embracing love affair in relation to his falling children. As a matter fact this Divine being host-of-host spare no time in invoking high emotions in regard for their return.
Everyday, every-week I’m bathe with expressions of endearment, which some may find odd to say.
So allow me to expand a bit...if I Ralph wrote you a poetic note or a love letter...the expression not own, the feelings not my own, the love not own, the emotions not own, the compassion not own. You see it was all superlatively worked through the incubation period of 9 months and continuance to this day for the Glory of Almighty God himself. I take no credit for this contraption of flesh and bones, and my worth is property (copy right) of Jehovah himself.
One of the greatest tools or should I say attributes of the Holiest-of-Holiest is love, through this sublime quality He, bathe, showers, shields his creative subjects. Should I say anymore ?
