Rise N Shine :}

 Show the world your true beauty !

Your true gifts ! 

what dulls the senses ? Explained

 Emotional pain is greater then physical pain, I believe neither one is 

pleasurable. In a relationship we often hear the phrase "until death do us about"

well death has no authority over true love, as a matter of fact the death of a love one

becomes an imprint for life duration, in memory it becomes an eternal bond.

I want no part of the mindset and certainly being unevenly yoked in the LORD would bring about consequences to the emotional pain.

In my life's affair one such experience has cause a memory very hard to shake. But I still love greatly...

I search for the true expression, for that special guest to become one in all things (God first) and we share what ever life throws at us.

So in all truthfulness the poetic notes and love notes, that I write about are not relationships or physical  in nature. They are a poets endowment from the hurt and pain I have had to endure in order convey a story most reader's would relate in some cases.

I can also write spontaneously from images, painting and tell a story the artist could not in words.

 I just want to expand a little because this article has gotten a good amount of like's. 

Also I don't want to spoil the poetic note to the reader's and allow them expand on their own insight and draw constructive outlines and even add their own, in their life affairs. 

So I have to beg the question could you love (me) forever...but not until death do us apart ?

Because I seek eternity and that is were we will be, in the presence of the Almighty and death has no authority. 

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Everlasting apologies II

 

 How painful things are,

and how painful things can be,

yet painful of all is the human experience as a whole,

each sorrows carries it's own tunes,

we can express that sentiment,

that feeling with great ease and at times releasing a destructive path,

like a raging mighty river,

self inflicting all goodness crushed, as blind like a binding attachment it could not let go,

that pain...that sentiment...fine tuned sorrows, that rage we so madly revere,

for the yearnings souls that which pain holds, 

the easily channeled coerced, set free the chains that binds and release the stagnant

energies and be reborn with a new image of everlasting acceptance,

my apologies for the things I didn't say,

and regrets for not being heard, may the words of truth stand it's trials.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

5/3/25 3:03 PM