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Saturday, August 16, 2025

Bachelor's Dream (written in the late 90's to Lori Fitch)



A Bachelor's Dreams

Show mercy towards me, soften your heart and make room in your treasures of compassion for me. I speak to you from my heart, that my greatest desires and anxieties is to have your approval so I, may exercise my goodness and loving kindness to you in a unlimited way.

I have set before me an oath that what ever becomes me, to get to you will be uprooted out. I have set before me an oath, that even the mightiest oak must bend for you are to much to let go by.

I belief that in every one of us there is goodness, and I relay on your supply to give me an opportunity to show you, the difference between he who has, and he who doesn't the difference between sadness and rejoice.

If I were to be judged, let me, be judged because of my words and not my actions.

If I were to be ignored let it be because of a time barrier and not because of persistence.

If I were to be considered let it be because I, speak the truth and God has guide my way.

If I were to be shamed let it be before my eyes for we all can grow and learn.

As the day goes by I, wonder whether it leaves a pace on which to follow, and as the years pass by I, become sadden as my dreams comes and goes and I, not able to grasp it.

If I, were to offend let it be known and I, will prostrate before you, let us meet as warriors for righteousness, reason, mercy, compassion, and kindness.

If I, were to be replace I'm slowly terminated by grief or failure, I'm also happy to state that very few could replace you, maybe none. For a fine companion who can find it?

Let presumptuousness rest in patience, in time, in love, in deeds.

May sound wisdom and discernment be to your enjoyment, and the words of the wise be your enlightenment. Dear young one until we meet again for never is a long time.


BY: Raphael G
 
Published on
3/13/17 3:57 PM
 
Written the late 90's to sister Lori Fitch...no mistake between 2010 and 2013 !
 

Special Guest *--* always

 


Sovereign Lord Jehovah, bless be your name to time and time indefinite...who is the mere mortal to query your Divine creeds ?
 
What can it see, feel, touch and understand...that it reasons I’m powerful !
I have come to knowledge among the elites, among the wild beast in the fields, also gods on earth!
 
A mere buzz in the wind without guidance is his boast, narcissistic self-absorbed-abstract-mindset.
 
What would become of men without direction?
 
Could it navigate its way in the cosmos?
 
Could it ever reach infinity?
 
Can it hold destiny for thousands of years in a standstill ?
 
Can it weave/mend life in a microscopic form and predict, stage-cast its unique performance, gifts, expressions, and host Divine implants each with personalize touch ?
 
Magnificent is He and script writer, from the realms far, beyond and remote, I hold presence as a special guest.
 
Almighty and Divine...grant me a thousand years and keep the fire burning that which scorched me, I shall wait and upon my return fill those sweet chapters in secret you kept.
 
06/22/23
Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Wednesday, August 13, 2025

All By Myself (Eric Carmen)


 

Patrice Rushen - Haven't You Heard (let's dance Label)


 

Never new love before (More luv to U) *--* Blessings N Joy


 

Monday, August 11, 2025

ashes *

                                         Ashes

I may look and sound broken,

But my soul rises from ashes in secret she kept,

It was the innocent touch and colorful smile underneath a veil, of many layers of injured resentful heart,

Hostage held a moment so dear,

Yesterdays gaily exchange has become the bitter haunt...praises the secret so much regard.

Today...tomorrow awakens a cloud of dust whips the winds with no destination,

Disoriented in the search, vagabond in cosmic riddles,

Deceitful as color blind,

The heart contends outreach,

Journeys...journeys the forgotten
 
 
Published on
3/9/18 8:26 PM

* I'm not going to do any revisions or touch this note...other then saying this. "there are many sad things in life, and it's gets more chaotic when pride takes hold and does not want to release". As a servant of Almighty God (YHWH) I'm no bodies savior...and wish I was through the many writings and pouring out my soul to the masses. At times I wish you never new (me) not, and at times there was no way out. That is the unflinching love of a perfecta's love joy.

(c) right

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Sunday, August 10, 2025

 Mi querido Jehovah voy a ti mil veces en un milenio y mil veces mas,

Life's source


   
Thou written 2017 and endowment with gift's and imagination,

I would like to dedicate this poetic note to all woman (mother's) and champions in the faith.


 
                                   Life source

Women are like the flower beds on the prairies,

they enhance the visual and stimulate the senses,

like peaks and curves of the mountain tops,

like the valleys and evergreen pastures...a delightful kaleidoscope of reflective 

lights that bounce back with charm  and inquisitive intrigues,

like a meadow in endless rejuvenation,

a waterfall in parched regions,

an oasis of never-ending want,

like shades and shadows tossed dancing dusk-to-dawn,

nocturnal roost daylight dew native and foreign visitor's fragrance chant,

sun-dance, rain-dance collaborate the seasons,

She is a kaleidoscope of charm and chant,

She is like a complex maze and puzzles, that lead to a wealth of findings and intrigue.

She is a continuous melody' that resonates like the pounding of my heart, through-out the day and night.

Like a fresh spring breeze that last many seasons,

She is like a cascade that echoes in water-less regions, bringing to life anything in it's path.

She stands alone in the presence of many, in silence she instructs her audience.

She is an inspiration of thoughts, a pool of resources.

a true gem that host the endless commotions in the eyes of a grand scheme, a perfectas love joy."


God almighty surely out did himself in creating a fine companion, for his first creative off-spring.
 
(C) Right
Raphael G
 
Published on
3/17/17 3:32 AM