Admirer's reproach (Revised)

Admirer’s Reproach

                                                     

                                                                                                    
                                                                          

Why did you leave the window open?
 

Were you expecting a stranger in the night?
 

Every day I sit by the front door way, you past by like I wasn't there;
 

Yet your fragrances are fresh like morning dew I know better.
 

Your never lonely in your house angels guard your safe keeping.
 

Go ahead ask me where I have been? I tell you things just keep happening,
 

I must speak of what I have abandon, the vaulted sky the earth below, shadows tossed, and the land of broken dreams.

If I could find comfort for just a while it would be in the corner stairways;
 

Leading to my admirer’s reproach! Like autumn’s foliage that chariots to their winter bed,
 

Where is my resting place for today? Like dust driven away my soul finds no refuge…I have become tired, exhausted in my quest to reveal the sacred spiral, who is worthy in my madness?
 

Lead me captive in the sorrows of my beloved strange host where the sun rises from the Far East touching my deeps wounds. 

The many whom my strangeness admired, but stranger than none; here to abide with it in my strange loved. I lay me down until my next resurrection in the near coming spring the day of my birth many years ago (?) when my father woven me in the secret place, not troubling where I sweetly slept.”

BY: Raphael G

(C) Right 

 

 

Published on

9/5/14 10:42 PM

Life's Struggle's (Revised)

 

MAN is deeply conscious of the passing of time. With each tick of the clock, he progresses a step farther down time’s corridor. He is wise, indeed, if he makes proper use of his time. As King Solomon wrote: “For everything there is an appointed time, even a time for every affair under the heavens: a time for birth and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot what was planted; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to build; a time to weep and a time to laugh.” (Eccl. 3:1-4) How fleeting is time! The 70 years of the normal life span is far too short a time for a person to take in the abundance of knowledge and to enjoy all the other good things Jehovah (YHWH) has provided for man on this earth. “Everything he has made pretty in its time. Even time indefinite he has put in their heart, that mankind may never find out the work that the true God has made from the start to the finish.”—Eccl. 3:11; Ps. 90:10.

Jehovah (YHWH) himself lives in an eternity of time. As for his creatures, it has pleased him to set them in the stream of time. The angels of heaven, including even the rebellious Satan, are fully aware of the passage of time. (Dan. 10:13; Rev. 12:12) Of mankind it is written, “Time and unforeseen occurrence befall them all.” (Eccl. 9:11) Happy is the man who at all times includes God in his thoughts and who welcomes God’s provision of “food at the proper time”!—Matt. 24:45.

 

Time Is One-Directional: Though time is universal, no man living is able to say what it is. It is as unfathomable as space. No one can explain where the stream of time began or where it is flowing. These things belong to the limitless knowledge of God almighty (YHWH), who is described as being God “from time indefinite to time indefinite.”—Ps. 90:2.

 

On the other hand, time has certain characteristics that can be understood. Its apparent rate of flow can be measured. Additionally, it moves in one direction only. Like traffic on a one-way street, time moves relentlessly in that one direction—onward, ever onward. Whatever the speed of its forward movement, time can never be thrown into reverse. We live in a momentary present. However, this present is in motion, flowing continually into the past. There is no stopping it.

 

The Past: The past is gone, it is history, and it can never be repeated. Any attempt to call back the past is as impossible as trying to make a waterfall tumble uphill or an arrow fly back to the bow that shot it. Our mistakes have left their mark in the stream of time, a mark that only God (YHWH) can wipe out. (Isa. 43:25) In like manner, a man’s good deeds in the past have made a record that “will come back to him” with blessing from God almighty (YHWH). (Prov. 12:14; 13:22) The past has been won or lost. No longer is there any control over it. Of the wicked it is written: “For like grass they will speedily wither, and like green new grass they will fade away.”—Ps. 37:2.

 

The Future: The future is different. It is always flowing toward us. By the help of God’s Word, we can identify obstacles that loom ahead of us and prepare to meet them. We can store up for ourselves “treasures in heaven.” (Matt. 6:20) These treasures will not be swept away by the stream of time. They will stay with us and will endure into an eternal future of blessing. We are interested in the wise use of time, as it affects that future.—Eph. 5:15, 16.

 

Time Indicators: Our modern-day watches and clocks are time indicators. They serve as rulers for measuring time. In similar manner God (YHWH), the Creator, has set in motion giant time indicators—the earth spinning on its axis, the moon revolving around the earth, and the sun—so that from his standpoint on earth, man may be accurately advised of the time. “And God went on to say: ‘Let luminaries come to be in the expanse of the heavens to make a division between the day and the night; and they must serve as signs and for seasons and for days and years.’” (Gen. 1:14) Thus, as a multitude of objects with interlocking purposes, these heavenly bodies move in their perfect cycles, unendingly and unerringly measuring the one-directional movement of time.

 

How Time Moves Faster: There is an old saying that “a watched kettle never boils.” It is true that when we are watching time, when we are conscious of it, when we are waiting for something to happen, then it seems to pass ever so slowly. However, if we are busy, if we are interested in and preoccupied with what we are doing, then it really appears that “time flies.” Moreover, with older people time seems to pass much more quickly than with young children. Why is this? One year added to the life of a one-year-old means a 100-percent increase in life’s experiences. One year added to the life of a 50-year-old means just 2 percent more. To the child, a year seems a long, long time.

 

The older person, if busy and in good health, finds that the years seem to fly faster and faster. He comes to a deeper understanding of Solomon’s words: “There is nothing new under the sun.” On the other hand, young people still have the seemingly slower, formative years with them. Instead of “striving after wind” with a materialistic world, they may use these years profitably in piling up a wealth of godly experience. Timely are Solomon’s further words: “Remember, now, your Grand Creator in the days of your young manhood, before the calamitous days proceed to come, or the years have arrived when you will say: ‘I have no delight in them.’”—Eccl. 1:9, 14; 12:1.
 

Time-When People Live Forever: However, there are joyous days ahead that will be far from calamitous. Lovers of righteousness, whose ‘times are in God's (YHWH) hand,’ may look forward to everlasting life in the realm of God’s Kingdom. (Ps. 31:14-16; Matt. 25:34, 46) Under the Kingdom, death will be no more. (Rev. 21:4) Idleness, illness, boredom, and vanity will have vanished. There will be work to do, absorbing and intriguing, calling for expression of man’s perfect abilities and bringing intense satisfaction in accomplishment. The years will seem to flow faster and faster, and appreciative and retentive minds will be continually enriched with memories of happy events. As millenniums pass, humans on this earth will no doubt come to appreciate more fully God almighty (YHWH) view of time: ‘For a thousand years in God's (YHWH) eyes are but as yesterday when it is past.’—Ps. 90:4.

 

Viewing the stream of time from our present human standpoint and taking into account God’s promise of a new world of righteousness, how joyous in prospect are the blessings of that day: “For there Jehovah (YHWH) commanded the blessing to be, even life to time indefinite”!—Ps. 133:3.

If life is a Struggle

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

Why do we grief over our short comings?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(C) write protected

Raphael G

Spring of 2010

Posted by Raphael G at 8:38 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

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Early Blossom

            Early Blossom

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Published on

4/10/17 1:56 AM

BY : Raphael G

When does a heart breaks ?

 

I can feel you energize and power up, between the great divides your more then a match,

starlight and beyond, a day in finest theatrics showcase what is truly Divine,

I can feel your harm embrace,

your celestial chariot ever moving in a synchronized way,

it won't be long before I join the rest,

there be a call that fills in so many ways, 

a void so hollow, your tear drops from-heavenly realms wash away,

I learnt a new song and on the way home, you carried (me) like a weightless feather

and I praised and praised,

in the deepness of true love there can't be any pain, and if there be pain it's called the greatest of joy,

your whole person is the attire of the highest love and there is no equal,

the insensible have deviated from the true expression and feel hurt at the sight of love, yet I seek it because of you,

your cause stretch beyond the visible cosmos and human activities are shameful at the least,

foolish mortals is what I make of their distractions and shower them with the greatest of feelings, so they can cast themselves out of the lot and remain ill and foolish. 

I wish hypocrisy would take a deep dive into a low well, and never again seek my presences,

May your Divine person pace with (me) and it's shadow in full guard embrace, yet we in love...a slave chase a master's treasure...a heart, a song take (me to the promise, take me home.

 Rafa EL G Gonzalez 

Published on

4/12/25 10:31 PM

 

 

 

My special guest (Revised)

 

 Jehovah (YHWH) Almighty and Divine blessed be your name to time infinite,

all these emotions, commotions all this burning and heighten feelings I must shift it all back to you.

It is because of you, I spend restless nights evoking your Divine person,

so that the credit all falls back on your saintly schemes and Holiest of operations,

I'm awake, alert and in full expectations,

take me home and make use of this vessel,

you so rightly have claim over as personal property,

as a closing statement...if I must say it only a few have access,

energies link with superb energies,

My dear please comfort her with the gentlest of touch make her our choice,

it is through these lost moments I find reality to be a blitz, and brain storming to be the true nature of your framing what the heart can weave,

yes, my thoughts takes me away deep into the night and your spirit doesn't release,

with the sweetest of dreams, you comfort and entertain with the of greatest gifts, a child could ever wish, 

Your love is all embracing and lacking or needful my heart is all content to the fullest.

 *special guest (YHWH)

Rafael Gonzalez

10/12/24 3:33am

 

Slave girl II

 

Slave girl :

May through her you find the pleasures of your works,

In the privacy of your intimacy (fellow-worker/relationship) bring her back home,

 

may her death-bed be a blessing, and not unsightly to onlooker's, a tower, a rock, one of the faithful of your choice.

 

May you strike her with energies beyond compare,

May your Divine will take order and completely restore your slave girl, in sound and perfect, today, tomorrow I shall wait.

 

Why do you cause so much commotion in my extremities?

Did you secretly woven us, that our dates of birth into this paradise of delight correlate, and we are one at your service ?

 

There is joy and pain that one, can't do without the other,

There is blissful birth pangs, and great joy that forgets all...I feel the same to many times from your undeserving kindness.

 

It is to much for me, since I was not born into your tent of holy blessings, I'm but a rough man of the nations.

 

I don't deserve your shield of protection to such extent, but your love has healed me and that is sufficient .

 

There is no Greater God (YHWH) then that of my ancestor's of faith...make me, one of those if so wish, but please bear, I'M just a rough man of the nations.

 

I can only pay a debt with a debt, but one to many. I hope someday you will take-up my resistance, to make right.

05/04/25 Today I feel a great void, a scream...but as life goes on, I praise and laud Almighty God (YHWH) to the highest power. Another champion of faith was called to join the ranks of faithful and that is greatest of joy. She awaits her return in high regard and a warrior for Divine creeds. I'm humbled for the words she spoke to (me) before this glorious day. In the hands of Almighty God (YHWH) you rest and that is very comforting to my soul.

 

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.

* woman

 

I can't say no more !

Rafael G Gonzalez

2/7/23 1:53 AM

Hourglass (revised) at work

 

The universe is your hourglass (time-piece of fine tuning),
and there is nothing missing, misplaced, or out of order. 

Your benevolent acts are to encompassing to embrace, in my self absorbed delirious mind I just have to keep writing. 

I follow staggering each step of the way, and something amazingly graceful lifts me up. I chase the eternal and youthful of old, a power structure few will ever see or experience in a thousand year give away.

In a honorable way take me home.....

If this be my last draw, may you be the sharp-shooter in guiding the senses, and that in a combined effort your divine will take it’s final course.

The very thoughts of you overcomes my spirit, and I give very little feelings to any fear,

I have been tasting the events, but your the timekeeper of all successions,

prepare the corridor for such eventual pleasures I will not let go by,

My grief is that you concede me, one of the deepest yearns,

Never have I surrendered being your witness, this much we’re aware,

Oh, Almighty Divine God of heavens,

Jehovah (YHWH)...prepare and cast the long awaited scene in your enemies allotted time,

Your choices in subject matter...shakes foundations, move mountains, the conspirator in it’s last death strokes, never have it revealed so much commotion at the highest level.

I’m deeply humbled in approach and lost in thoughts and expression, yet my spirit still senses your presence, immeasurable, infinite holiness.

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.

 There is no more beautiful place,

where my soul rests and lodges,

where the letter and the superlative advice spring,

where the wisest of thoughts resides,

where a father and a faithful slave, a brotherhood, of acquaintances…

where an eternal light does not run out and my steps turn, so an unshakable hope.

There is not a day, hour, moments in which my worries do not have the attention of a great weaver, So in this allotted space I will never be in a despised silence!

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.

Cause this potter's vessel to expand,

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

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

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

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

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

I'm over the joy, bliss that contains our moments, encounters that never seem to flee. Finalize the product, make the call, it's going to be one beautiful spring, she is virtuous like Daniel, but eternal in essences.

Rafael G Gonzalez

01/19/23

💓 Much 3X

 

 

Global family/much love

Currently this April, 2025 has been a great joy to (me), and March was also a wonderful experience of visitor's. I thank you all for the support, I'm grateful and over whelmed. Much LOVE and I can't say anymore :}

Also if what is being written touches those fine notes, I have a helper always at hand which is the ultimate expression. Yet I'm far behind that operation of gestures. My love joy to you all who have made this page a resting place. Please continue reading and share freely as I *we have.
 

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,

 

Rafa EL 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

 

Embodiment of love (allegory) * Revised

 

There is no greater love then the love of sacrifice,

And I loved her the same,

 

Yet she couldn't get pass the fear of love,

 

for she knew it not,

 

in the absences of this love affair,

 

I summoned the ultimate sacrifice to show the way once more,

 

It kept (me) exhaustively waiting...and this it revealed !

 

Life and death is like a web, it is a fragile balancing act, yet to experience both is a 

 

blessing disguised in full display. This path is synonymous...one of the same,when   

 

the embodiment of love searches itself.  

 

 

No hay amor más grande que el amor del sacrificio, 

 

Y yo la amaba de la misma manera, 

 

Pero ella no podía superar el miedo al amor,

 

porque no lo conocía, en ausencia de esta historia de amor, 

 

Invoqué el sacrificio máximo para mostrar el camino una vez más, 

 

Me mantuvo esperando exhaustivamente... ¡y esto me reveló! 

 

La vida y la muerte son como una red, es un acto de equilibrio frágil, 

 

pero experimentar ambas es una bendición disfrazada en plena exhibición,

 

Este camino es sinónimo... uno de lo mismo, cuando la encarnación del amor se busca a sí misma.

* Special guest

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

09/01/24 315am

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, build 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

Sacred expression

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.

04/15/24

Rafael G Gonzalez

True Love on trial (Revised)

 

True love spent a short session in the worldly courts,

villainize and ostracized for expressing it's finest gift's,

feeling loaded down and heavy, under the scope of the so-called gathering,

those who hold the greatest of virtues in contempt,

those with ears but can't make sense/cause of the expression,

those with eye's and make misuse of the oversight,

those with the gift of tongue and spread poisonous substance,

true love spent a short session of this contemporary misalignment of  human activities, yet it remain the seeker's delight for the duration of that allotment,

everyday it flourished in (me)... praise and praise it called out with yearnings beyond compare,

on trial once to many and this new season, what brings worth it's misfits against, and what is the defense?

make my love your battlefield and once it accomplish it's call, you can take down with you,

in the trial's...in the courts...in the public squares...in the witnessing stand...under oath and testimony...but in secret it doesn't operate,

If under the trials of misunderstanding, we gave up all reasoning and the web working it's nefarious activities pulled the veil on us once too often, can we come together and mount under spiritual guidance a complete revival to make right ? 

there is much love and much more to come, so that through a thorough self validation, the power of the Almighty is made manifest and completely expand the finest qualities that are truly Divine.

Praise the Almighty God (YHWH) just praise him !

 

El amor verdadero pasó una corta sesión en las cortes mundanas, vilizado y condenado al ostracismo por expresar sus mejores dones,

sintiéndose agobiado y pesado, bajo el alcance de la llamada reunión,

aquellos que desprecian las mayores virtudes,

aquellos con oídos pero no pueden hacer causa/sentido de la expresión,

aquellos con ojos y hacen mal uso de la supervisión,

aquellos con el don de la lengua y difunden sustancias venenosas,

el amor verdadero pasó una corta sesión de este des-alineamiento contemporáneo de las actividades humanas,

sin embargo, sigue siendo el deleite del buscador durante la duración de esa asignación,

todos los días floreció en (mí)...alabanza y alabanza gritó con anhelos incomparables, en juicio una vez a muchos y esta nueva temporada,

¿qué hace que valga la pena contra él y cuál es la defensa?

Haz de mi amor tu campo de batalla y una vez que cumpla su llamado, podrás derribarlo contigo,

en los juicios...en los juzgados...en las plazas públicas...en el estrado de los testigos...bajo juramento y testimonio...pero en secreto no opera, 

 Si bajo las pruebas de la incomprensión, abandonamos todo razonamiento y la red que trabaja con sus nefastas actividades nos cubre con demasiada frecuencia, ¿podemos unirnos y montar bajo guía espiritual un avivamiento completo para hacer lo correcto?

hay mucho amor y mucho más por venir, para que a través de una auto-validación profunda, el poder del Todopoderoso se manifieste y expanda por completo las mejores cualidades que son verdaderamente Divinas.

 

Alabado sea el Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH), ¡simplemente alábenlo!

Rafael G Gonzalez

1/1/25 = 9th son

 

 

 

 

 

The lesser/the precious (Global Family)

 

 

 

Any human being with a God driven conscience, can express and feel the pain, suffering the lesser must go through,

 

Be silent...keep silent because of the hollow, bottomless void that fills your emptiness or express yourself accordingly to that which is Divine...LOVE.

 

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 regard that illusion, think about how far you have come ?

 

02/06/24

 

 

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