Sentimientos/feelings

 

Mis sentimientos curen hacia ti como una casdada alborotada,

y profundamente me conmueven tus actos modelo ! 

 

 My feelings flow towards you like a raging waterfall, 

and I am deeply moved by your model actions!

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Truth 4 ever (Revised)

 

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 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, ("This needful truth") 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 Jehovah (YHWH) has said.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 The conspiracy Clic here !

 

 

Published on

3/23/23 2:30 AM

Early Blossom *--* (Revised)

            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 !

 

 A thousand in colorful contrast and the array of suited matches, would be at a standstill from a radiant singleness, the aura...the presentation...the lamp-stand of all seasons,

 

A host grand standing and qualities yet to reveal. 

 

 *--* I can't recall writing this note for anyone in particular, not even a passer-by so the inspiration comes from creation it self. The last few lines are the revised version for the real target in the corridor of time.

Published on

4/10/17 1:56 AM

BY : Raphael G

Blessed

 May the blessings have no end and every spark of life endless as eternity

God's Slave girl (96)

Sister : Ann Butler, original writing please...click on the link here, to view at my drive. A very special poetic note, by one of God's finest (servant) slave girl. 

In his defense Jesus said to them, “My Father is always at his work to this very day, and I too am working.”

Back in 96' this poetic note was given to me, she is my guardian Angel.

Published on

6/11/25 10:39 AM