I'm your witness II

 

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.

 

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, and counter-productive, I boast as being that contender with a heavy price.

 

Praise the Almighty God, praise him while you can !

  

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Si soy llamado / aprobado para la obra de Dios Todopoderoso, entonces debo presentarme para la obra de Dios.

 

Pero si hago ambas cosas, la obra de Dios y la de las naciones, no sirvo para nada, sino para carne podrida.

 

Si estoy bajo la misericordia de Dios y contrito el espíritu, y también elevo el espíritu...Debo estar bajo una supervisión especial, que la estructura de poder no me ha dado para completar la oscuridad.

 

Sin embargo, existe este grito de batalla que solo esta estructura de poder puede acomodar, sin embargo, lucho y deseo erradicar.

 

Entonces, si mi debilidad es grande, también lo es la estructura de poder que me apoya a través de todas mis buenas intenciones.

 

Así que aquí está mi argumento, en la llamada final la debilidad se deslizará y el poder inútil detrás de ella, se descompondrá en la carne.

 

También debo decir esto, estamos ganando y la mayoría de los espectadores nunca verán cómo un enemigo se pone patas arriba en sus innumerables intentos y falsificaciones.

 

Ha sido una carga pesada llevar a cabo los mandatos de Dios Todopoderoso Jehová (Verdad), pero no lo suficientemente pesada como para separarme de ella. Cada oportunidad en la que puedo ser un contrapeso, y contraproducente, me jacto de ser ese contendiente con un alto precio.

 

Alabado se a Dios Todopoderoso, alabalo mientras puedas

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

8/7/23 9:54 AM

witness

 

I wish not be initiated by any cult, sect, new-age- movement, elitist club…

If I stand or stumble “The Christian’s (The Way) which I prefer and embrace in martyrdom or witness.

Thou having a thorn at my side, through my LORD and KING in celestial abode,

concedes undeserved kindness, that kindness and mercy are over-stepped and that grieves me,

In honorable death let me, depart without fear that by opening the doorways to the other-side is a blessing bestowed.

By accurate knowledge we’re set free.

 

Published on

4/20/21 7:15 AM

 Rafa EL G

Lost Cause *

                                           

                                                   Lost cause

Ask yourself this question ? When was the last time I spoke to someone or something ? And when you were about to let loose with free will and free expression, you shrunk in moving forward ! Because one reasoned that if I let go, It might herniate the little gains I have already made. When in reality you had anything. Searching for the ultimate expression or the lost cause...what was the intuitive guide ? What drove you to start and then stop, short of what could have been the moment of cutting loose. If today or tomorrow or yesterday we are haunted with the pass that never was, then whom would you blame ?

Well one can always put someone or something in front to sacrifice...and there are many more then willing. They seek a cause or the lost cause but never were part of it...so the cause never mind them. Only the brave can self-express, in the barrios...in the ghetto's...behind the prison walls...in the welfare lines, soup lines, living under bridges, frozen in time...looking for the hands outs other never saw with a heart of kind. Others became victims of a higher conspiracy dying in the fields with a shovel in their hands...willing partakers or lost in the cause of that ultimate expression, that haunts...haunts and haunts.

So I come to you, again probing the air waves and frequencies trying dial and tune-in of what maybe the consensus of a premature dying audience. Distracted by the trivial formulas of life...what is the opium, what is the grass, what is the spirit ! When was the last time a war ended ! When was the last time you expressed yourself freely ? Keeping seeking what is the hardest to find...eventually someone or something has to give in, I'm on the side of the lost cause, since its hardest to reveal and cut loose.

I'm not the brave... not yet, still looking and seeking the audience...maybe I find someone or something amongst the crowd. Maybe a brother or a sister coming up or down in the struggle, that I can knock off course in their gauntlet of excuses. When the manifestation was right in front of them...staring at the eyes, but they can't see with the physical eyes or spiritual eyes...even the conscience become numb.

Do we give up ? Do I give up ? May that never be the case ! A Puerto Rican has died...a PR is born, the final report, a humanitarian, a good Samaritan, a man of good conscience and activities, alongside those whom he choose to die with him. And he never gave up trying, combing the air waves and tuning in, the frequencies, vibes of his brethren, that was the lost cause...to his dying day he was satisfied.

We all died somehow, while other's start a new beginning, after all it drives the implants, virtues, making the unaware a suitable vessel that become the wheels of this chariot ! Yes the wheels keeping turning, the engines keeps running, and the lost cause keeping right behind chasing, braves in front or rear, haunting and haunting until someone or something can rise from ashes of this manifestation.

So here I come before you again asking, what has become of the moment ! Have we seized it or it has overcome us ? Can we be braves or half braves...or just turn away from truly being free to self-express, no matter the circumstance you're the ultimate expression, so go out and find it...and bring back to where should be... where it belongs.

 *There was a time I would read and strut my experience to a large audience in "Nuyork Rican poets cafe" and other places. This poetic note has received a large followings, and pushed me through a number celebrities at one time. Thank you all for the interest and keep sharing and visiting.

 

BY : Raphael
02/08/17

Ancient Persia (Revised)

 

Much love to the Ancient people of Great Persia (Iran) for making good of this page and sharing it's content. They hosted the prophet of Almighty God (Daniel) and made possible the Divine will written for our acknowledgement and historical reference. Iran, or Persia, is mentioned many times in the Bible, and features as a key component of God's plans for His people. In the Old Testament, the stories of Esther, Ezra, Nehemiah and Daniel came from the Persian Empire.

 

Cyrus Cylinder

                       https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/1976729?q=cyrus&p=doc

With that said you have my gratitude and humble praise, much love and may the future be blessed beyond compare,

Published on

2/4/25 8:17 AM

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Take (me) home *--*

 

Jah, the Almighty and Divine...keeps the pot broiling in my soul,

in mid-nite presence he searches for my person and we find each other

through an encounter so natural to us,

Jah, is my love-joy and it's nothing to be alarmed about...but cherish moments

to embrace his wholesome attachments,

so my thoughts race evermore and with greater eagerness as his eternal presence 

makes the connection like fusion of superlative energies merge into a stockpile,

I'm just a rogue (a rough man) lacking in all accounts,

Why do you seek (me) so boldly ?

When was it you became indebted to (me) ?

in all submission and humbleness carry out your Divine schemes, and your slave child be in expectations throughout life's duration,

My love is not by chance and you have query it in the finest of search,

take (me) home...there you, will have the best of the hearts desire,

a place where we can engage in the intimate convocations and spirits merge, come together in endless continuity,

lost as usual in brain storm, but seeking the light is my greatest want.

Praise and laud be my Divine being...

*special guest (YHWH)

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Special Guest #Label

 

The label # superlative song, which is a collections of poetic notes, experiences and accumulation taken from (God's slave girl ), which I honor, breathe and respect. I wish to extend my gratitude to her and family, for the opportunity to express God's finest of qualities. For the last (4 1/2) years which have been swift and hardly unnoticed. Their incubates a feeling occupying space and resources I would have never had released. It’s been a journey and a benevolent act of Almighty God (YHWH) for us to pen down these notes and make available to one of his finest treasures I have ever come across in life experiences.

If I were to keep these wonderful expressions secluded and held hostage from posterity, I would be doing a disservice to the people, I so much claim to love, and audience that have been with (me) for a period, cherished and hold so dear. I hope that during maturity of time, in that allotted space the impressions and growth can expand and reach it's target with finest of touch. In the outreach of that grow we together broaden our scope of reflections. There is no such thing as self or selfishness that resides in this contraption of flesh and bones, so that the Greatest Host-of-Host is made complete in his search for the finest of finest.

There is to many factors that I can’t go into details, but I wish to acknowledge their love, patience, and enduring qualities that have made me, a better person in my quest to release from bondage a scream lodged in my soul, and bring out the best of me. True love is a consuming fire, and also everlasting fire...I embrace both with eagerness of heart and innocence's of a child. Young and ageless an ancient riddle captures moments in pauses of time.

"If you can feel it, cherish it while you can, if the feeling has been tampered with pray for the expression to return, we're invested in you in ways unknown to man" !

"For the edification of those who can't express it, we have served you well" !
"May Almighty God (YHWH) Divine will become a perfecter in you".

In a very uplifting exchange we can whole heartily convey a feeling (emotion) few can ever understand. There is no formula or measuring stick, any logic to set a foundation of it's infinite brain storming, amazing ancient transformations. It will not deny or keep secret a delicate web...a weaver's fine-tuned dance of stitching and mending and we* cast a love-joy and that was/is superlative.

A message through a messenger, in these end times...we* rekindle (relight the fire) what is the essences of Divine, superlative LOVE.

*YHWH

 

If I could write her name across the skies permanently the rainbow would be a great compliment,

a young maiden that is very desirable and pleasant, I await Almighty God can encourage her to

read and digestive some of the sweetest verses and inspired poetic notes ever reveal to my humble person,

that she become satiated with my Divine association as we compose this superlative song for her entertainment, along those super fine qualities in the stillness (calmness) of a millennial dawn.

A mother’s last wish in the next resurrection a champion is born.

Your brother’s eternal wish,

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

3/26/25 8:20 PM

*The great Paradox*

The great Paradox

If we were to observe the creatures that fly in mid heavens, the creatures down below and never take into account the microscopic activities of the simplest form below where commonly tread, than we have missed knowledge that cries out for understanding. As we become too busy and occupied with life anxieties, we somehow by-pass real meaning that ushers forth it's paradox.

We become trapped in a web, complex and entangling, so we have little insight of what is really unfolding before our eyes. This deceptive cycle never seem to exhaust or burn out, very persistent and unscrupulous in its behavior, timeless and infinite like space itself. We become subjects of a conspiracy so ancient yet real, it begs the question of why? Then wonder of with little to give or return to the question that becomes dependent of our very existence!

There is meaning to life and so death, have we accepted both to the point we no longer care? Is there a higher power in which we demean or boast of the little accomplished in our life time? When we rest and when we rise, also does the day and the night, when we energize throughout the day so does the large circle that sustains life, with laws beyond my reach! Have you notice anything lately that caused tremors in yourself? Why do you put hope in the efforts of mankind?

Has he done anything of worth and value? Look again and observe from the smallest of life form does creation not speak in silence? And if you could hear or capture its revelation, whom would you call to your banquet table and release the silence? Knowledge disguises like a prudent chameleon making available its true intentions to which it pleases and have the right heart condition.

Here I’m again calls the howling winds of change shifting from place to place like a nomad in search of oasis, like the rainy season timely yet unaccomplished to the stumbling eyes. There are hard times ahead I see what you have missed from long ago, I’m he whom you need…but cannot tolerate, because truth does not reside in you and love is remotely found. My calling has come, there to abide in the square box below in the cool resting place if there is a resurrection? I hope and wish my desire is manifest in the simplest of all life form, maybe it’s not so difficult after all.

 

Published on

12/8/12 8:06 PM

 

BY: Raphael G
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Rich N fame

Some of the riches and influential people in life became so through a novelty, they never plan in becoming rich or power players. They also are the happiest with that fulfillment.

 

Through hard work and foresight they reached satisfaction without burning any bridges. Others inherit great wealth and have little "experience the power it wheels,in turn becoming consumed, rather being the consumer". Money pays for all their short-comings, health, vacation(distractions) legal matters, their vanities and so forth. How about if through a process of renewing the tables were turned...this was the case of Job, a faithful servant...the contention; he is faithful because of these gains.

 

So a malediction was placed upon him, and his comfort zone completely molested. The lost was total, did he thought about ever bouncing back from such afflictions ? He had little time from such suffering latched to on him.

Through the process of renewal he praised the one having authority over all things whether spiritual or physical...little did he know about the front accusing him, envying his solid-state against ambition and wanting to usurp the authority in question.

 

Some time back when in Facebook I associated with celebrities, entrepreneurs, radio host, and others with great ambitions. Someone with celebrity status made an indirect comment that I sat on a treasure box. What he saw as a shiny gem stone, I saw as a gem for decoration. And what he saw as a gem for personal gains I saw as a gem for others, exchanging the spirit of renewal.

 

Another celebrity made a direct offer...because of my looks and physical built I would make a body guard for a movie scene as a driver.. The only problem was location...another issue, I didn’t want distractions from my personal issues. Also at the Nuyorican Poets Café, one night I met several celebrities...yes, I could have taken the turn, but only if it was novel.

 

I give you another exchange what will be the outcome of countless millionaires multi-millionaires and billionaires, who hoard the worlds wealth? The front’ will be center stage contesting the fabric of those vanities, surely there is no way out !

From riches and fame, to a complete turn around.

 

https://www.rt.com/news/566411-ftx-cryptocurrency-assets-vanish/ 

 

 https://www.rt.com/business/565503-zuckerberg-fortune-down-meta/

 

 Another Billionaire scheme bites the dust (update)

Warner brothers...just about to bite the dust. 

 
Billionaire Jeff Bezos lost $20.5 billion in 24 hours

Investors dump Apple for Campbell Soup

Bitcoin Plunges Below $25K, Lowest Level Since December 2020 

 These are just a few, the world super rich are just awaiting the prophetical up stream-run...to the point of exhaustion. If not the riches, how about life, can't buy eternity or immortality ? Besides what are the memories and transitions from physical to immaterial ? Can't count on the sciences to extend process of premature aging ? All this goes back to being in like mind to the servant Job. Many are in the same frame of mind, after all there is no law against being wealthy and looking out for others.

 

Published on

3/16/22 8:42 PM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Steadfast reaching out

                   Steadfast reaching out

One can find themselves easy, if adjusting to a superficial environment is easy contention ! Where are the adjustments ?

But the unseen, sighing... and yearns with words un-uttered (unspoken). It collaborates with messengers, and porters to herald the words. Partially digested, patiently it awaits...awaits for the total consume and nourishment.

In place are a chess-board of players, each one moves accordingly to the chess-masters wishes. The play-ground and field in turn becomes the host to which moves are made, to fill vacuums and gaps...subjects in a Kabuki drama oblivious comma,

Ancient drama, players the same, millennium's in the making, hour glass sifting, markers and signs all to obvious. Nations in parallel, masses awakens, consumer and destroyer ever present, a menace to yearn sighing the unuttered.

A call is made...I hear...I feel...sounds, frequencies, vibrations, colorful spectrum's of lights, I reach the same...why I'm I here ? Nourish with completeness of sacred expressions moves the player.

The benevolent host unuttered the scheme, foundations shakes...playing fields rearrange, the play-ground fruitful, never the forgotten. The endless cycle...or so it seems, what do they do ? Trapped in the belly of a time capsule allotted wishes that never metastasize ! Able bodies in trivial matters, charger at the gauntlet...the other side the unspeakable !

Restless in the quest to remain the under nourished, the contention tailor made or made to order...the host running thin makes for the next move ! Selection, choices, calls not for the many.

03/08/17

By: Rafael G Gonzalez

To my brother Russel means (Revised)

 

          THE IRON RACE

Once a proud people,

Once a proud race,

once a proud land, 

now we naked and can't even bear fruits,

There is only remembrance of those who came not before us plundering, robbing, exploiting and leaving behind their madness that haunts us to death. That's why he That strives in ambition hate and egoism, comes and goes leaving a path of pain and sorrow.

Unfortunately this land and there people, do bear witness to the tragedies these ill-guided wondrous brought. We as a people, we as a nation, were in peace with ourselves, and our neighbors, now only a selected fist-full of valiant heroes of peace manage, to survive in captivity or reservations.

 

 

 

 

We have learned a great lesson from our white brothers,

and yet they have a lot to learn from us. If this is what civilization brings and if this is what civilization offers,

we want no part of insanity.

we have not celebrated or smoked peace pipes, to initiate the welcoming of land raiders who stain and tarnish the living.

© Right Protected

By:Rafael G

                                                       Infinite quotes

 

I find myself in one of the most difficult undertaking,

that's trying to bridge an understanding between human-kind,

I believe that we are all brothers and sisters...the same seed.

We all have a path filled with challenges, which must be recognized

and interpret in the order it comes, time makes the calls' we only are subjects of infinite space, time mass that pushes our limit.

I truly believe that people have good intentions or motives but somewhere in

time' the only drawback is that commitment is obscured by wasteful negative barriers that are preset.

By: Rafael G

Engaging in profound spiritual quest

to reach a higher state of spiritual enlightenment

to understand the beginning of things and ending of things

to be one in mind, soul and body...where one own conscience

guides the sober inner self.

Where there is ideas the possibilities are endless,

Do not follow in anyone’s footsteps as not to become discouraged,

A life time achievement...a relentless pursue of mind, body and spirit

the integration of excellence's and virtues.

It is not easy to become totally chaotic...it takes more strength that what one can image.

The mind wanders, the body and soul enables thoughts to become free of the physical realm,the spirit carries out an endless search that allows the mysteries to play there role in a web so fragile like the thought itself.

By: Rafael G

 

Truth is separate than any other rules or values, it stands alone!

truth is unwavering in it's convictions, it will question a person

inner and outer self...seeking to understand...rather than to punish

it will punish when all things have failed.

It is a perfect value among imperfect subjects...it endures a life time, for all those who seek it.

By : Rafael G 

If we want to achieve a higher state of spiritual endowment

we must shun off the works of the flesh.

By doing this we become like holy ones in reason and understanding

we become teachers of the science that is good...deciphering the mental state

of chaos...where confusion and order are constantly re-evaluated.

It would be oblivious for man to grasp the fundamental things of life and be lost in the clouds thought.

When a man loses everything in life whether that be hope or inspiration, his inner strength and spirit leaves him, he goes and seeks a different sense of awareness where he reconciles with his inner counterpart to awaken the slumber or true virtues of dreaming minds, where thought is not chastise or wandering souls disregarded in absence of motive.

I don’t entertain excuses or pardons, so

that the intentions of the heart can reach its target,

and so one can’t wash darkness with me,

thread lightly into the light as to not being blinded by it.

Day and night comes in many shades and spectrum's…seek he who doesn’t change,

He who is like a timeless statue yet…hosts myriads of reasoning.

Ink and paper

The ability to self-express, I mean really to convey the true person (the secret person) individual,takes on a whole dimension and approach.

Being spontaneous to many is like bursting with words and actions aimlessly. But to the well trained and sight, being the true-self, took on a life time of achievements.

The emotional-self(nurturing being)and logical-self(mechanical being) these characters are at a cross-point, since the beginning of time, and just as ancient ! The balance of gifts, may take someone a life cycle and then at our last death stroke we become endow with the ultimate expression.

To be truly free is not rationalizing that we are the wind...to ride the wind is an abstract mindset.

To flow like a mighty river or a gentle stream invokes great passion, when the spirit is stirred it reveals wonders...yet there is a hollow void that chokes at the end.

So where are we ? When the questions and answers are so inspiring crafted, that seeking the ultimate-expression can lead to a host of the unknown !

Again I take to the Ink and white paper, they hold and record the knowledge...lost and found, seeking its audience, breaking all barriers...setting a path on which there can be guidance, not demanding nor dictating , just benevolent...patient and all embracing.

10/20-1/2016

I give thanks to all my subjects that become part of my tragedy, knowing or not' they brought out the best in me. In my pains, depression, loneliness, my sadness...also I give great thanks to my Lord and master, the creator of all things for sticking with me in my hardship. It's really been a blessing knowing that through-out these years God Almighty has been preparing a place in his kingdom for me. He has given the knowledge to pen my thoughts in stone sought of speaking...because thoughts flowed and I had nothing around to record the memories.

© Right Protected

Frail Web (revised) *

                                                                   

Frail Web :

While space allotments are available and one has the golden opportunity to shine, why not do so and become the friction to the machine grinding at the self-worth ! In today’s information age one should be trying to search out those who have the least gains...you may have. Of what purpose is gaining and self- preservation when at the end one has little to show for ? Your friends, contacts, and family deserve the best of you. If one is just using their medium of allotted time for selfies, social gossip, malicious rumors, and routines (broken rhythms), publishing articles of little relevance don’t expect light to drop in for a photo opportunity...you maybe lucky and fortunate. 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. I can boast and say well, here in Google in the years of stay my audience has remained loyal and steadfast. If 10,000 hits a month was worth it, I say let’s do it again. Here in my short years in face-book if its anything of worth, my Poetry has gotten plenty of exercise.

Either way I stay humble even from immature characters that pop-up every-now-and-then...in expectation of a consolation ! Its a fragile-web and only the well seasoned can plot its course. In a way I feel many will not fare well in the real test of time and times again. The Almighty Divine’ has been my guide, fine tuned. I stretch my mind far  and beyond...one would be lost !

Before someone does loose me or I loose them, I try and stay level-headed ! How one stays at that level ? The final call and  The mission !!!

Let us deviate for a while on that, in Chinese classic “ Ninja Wolves” were loyal servants, no equal. In Western society we have nothing close, that is why its Iron and clay...it doesn’t stick well, now I’m prophesying ! I count the seasons, carrying internal yearns for the global family as a whole...its deep. Many will miss the point beyond the signs and that is the hurt, too “all those we loved, their is a share of Burden “. Those left behind may very well be the front runners in the final call, but we never give up on the mission.

There is ominous signs, blacks clouds, clouds of fire hovering above us...the simple minded have little access too these markers, as those who have taken serious the awareness and expand that charity “here I’m” it calls restlessly. What mechanism will trigger the envisioned trajectory of lame sleep-walkers, slumbering in their own contrive? By remaining focus adjustments and re-alignments maybe worth those being properly nourished. How much of a “Ninja Wolf” cry, howling will harvest ?...I have the brightest guest !

At a cellular level today's newborns are more humanoids then the expected free expression, they are being restructured and modified by tinkering with the genetic code. Countless are void of free-expression, innate to normal development. As our environment continues to erode...our water, air, food supply and many commodities essential for human survival are also carriers of trans-genetic material making the course even greater in challenges. Today's communities of barbaric scientist have stretched the boundaries of ethics...and trashed the moral compass. 

 

Actually they are behind the social decadency, and the trans-human agenda, other Western and develop societies have disowned nefarious practices, experiments against humanity. Its worth mentioning that there is a conspiracy at full display like looking at a Hi-definition TV set without rousing conscience, now that is sublime as a carry out order.

Here is the next trouble-shooter I, count on you the global family to unite and peacefully break the shackles of the oppression ! The Global human race is Divine...but something, someone whether physical or spirit...bind or divide can’t overcome this resiliency of spiritual resistance. “Our cherished inheritance Earth’ calls out its spoils...but never the mission ! I give both what its worth in do time.

But time is ticking away…we are all one family ! If the struggles is going to be benevolent...don’t let it be without resistance. I may very well see us on the other side, but the fight is on...masses seek The Way’ out from aggravated chaos making claims at our potentials. We don’t want to become halves, divided, more likely bond by principles, virtues and the spirit, motivation which guides it. Encapsulating ourselves from reality can drive insanity dis-proportionally at new heights, unable to see through the jungle of trip-wire, the inexperience charge at the gauntlet like madness...by-passing all rules of what is common. 

 

There are weak links within the complex, these reactions can incorporate at any given time, any moment when transitioning engages at the gears. From a spiritual transmutation, the flesh is weak and fragile, yet the Spirit contends with both. Now we have the actuating driver...if the Spirit is more powerful then the flesh, where do we find ourselves at the space allotment ?

It is wishful-thinking the masses will wake up all suddenly re-start the machine and observe its mechanism, As mentioned before too many anomalies breaking down the Divinity of what is human. We’re all special when comes to superlativeness, from the miracle of life’ and descending into a black hole of contraptions, oblivious often duped beyond the normal parameters. The 80’s whence worth there can be little room to suggest humans are the factors behind the great awakening...if anything its a combination of both, the experiment and the exchange of conscience innate...absent of corruption. 

 

During the incubation period of nine months, what goes down the pipelines of life is heart retching. Today’s humanoids are hooked to a not So-Smart phone making decisions, constructs of sifting through information and not reading and discerning its content. If one was using other digital devices...Laptop, Desktop or a Tablet then things changes, because now one is not just sifting through small graphics, rather at leisure get the solid message, so many want to make available. As a consolation the Spirit takes pleasure in all Earthly activities. So whether one is transitioning or anchored in the trenches, it is this medium we all take for granted.

Truth has become a vigilant and fallibleness a link often invisible ancient curse, with these we wrangle, have we lost sight ? To the point we no longer care ? Could there be wishful thinking, that all are not left behind ? I gather we can do much better, and conspire with all who have traces of Divinity verses the counterfeits. The fraud is dismissed as imitations, to reflect on what is wholesome or emulate its pathological behavior is a obstacle-course and charts. The navigator plots the passageway...by no means of turbulence and hindrance can the focus be derailed. Keep the eyes on the prize O' yes, hard times ahead, but that is the essential to surviving the next course.

Truth

Let me rise with the words of truth,

Let me descend with the words of the same,

Give me truth for breakfast,

Give me truth for lunch,

Give me truth for dinner,

Give me truth in between and the night,

Give me truth in my dreams and nightmares,

Let me walk in the path of the light, and of darkness…

Like fire ignites, energizes let the truth be just as strong,

Let truth consume me, so that my call is

not be in vain,

I find truth or it will find me...there is no way out !

By : Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

03/08/2018

The Great Tribulation :

A tribulation so catastrophic pass events will look pale in comparison, pass conflicts enrolled with the present compounded with modern science...the frame work is already being laid out. Its been a slow process, but very methodical. At the final stages fast approaching only the signs in association, can be of value to trend seeker’s. If one can puzzle together these riddles of human manifestation, and connect the dots...we are somewhat ahead in what will encompass the whole earth. According to the “Georgia guide stone” the human population is to be reduced to 500,000 million. 

 

The earth population is at about 7 billion, at times I’m led to believe there is a kill switch for the global family. The wickedness of such demonic deviancy is not a joke...they’re on time and schedule, in a prophetic sense the protocols for this doomsday scenario is in sync with other prophetic writings of benevolent nature, certainly not for the great conspirator’s or men-of-sin! The men of lawlessness are the slave class for the dark forces since the beginning of time. They have Don the cloak of subversion and operate in complete clandestine secrecy, or so it seems !

As a matter of fact these degenerate boast in finishing the work of the next would be head-of-state, the world is their backyard for some of the cruelest abuse and human suffering. America Has Been at War 93% of the Time – 222 out of 239 Years – Since 1776. It will eventually turn its attention back home after failed attempts in one World domination. Woe to the gullible citizens who are hoodwinked in believing a greater tomorrow. The earth can be destroyed and rebuilt from the ashes countless times over...But who will remain as slaves to do the massive scale efforts ? Its a speculation so dear to them, its hard to embrace the fundamentals. 

To them a big-bang brings order out of chaos...going back to the barbaric scientist lap dogs’ the human cattle must be milked and then skinned for processing. *2019 will be another turning point in human activities...just like 1914 was a turning point of prophesies. The Anglo-apartheid system that emerge since 1776 along its sister nations, are part of seven world powers in succession. Seven is the last power to be annexed the same way who did the last six, its personal and Divine. I can prove all seven in time-lines but that would be much for me, I’m not a fluent writer and besides the information I already have. So the great conspirator has had seven chances to make right his accusations of universal sovereignty in question, the rebellion and many failed experiments should be of jubilee that he has not succeeded.

So we have a fight ahead of us...239 years to human reparations, these events will be the beginning for the final cataclysm. The great tribulation shall usher in turmoil and complete darkness for a period of time.

Armageddon :

All the elements from the four corners of the planet will be stirred, to survive this horrific damnation against wickedness, righteousness is choice one has already made. There are movies and speculation on how this will unfold, even the elites are building underground bunkers and food storage supply...why ? because they’re much aware just as many, that the writings on walls are the casting nets against all vileness.

The great flood of the pass destroyed all life not suitable and kept a selection in tact...in the next World wide cleansing operation, the celestial host-of-host has plans in marching orders. Stay tune and awake the messenger has not yet finished !

Rafael G Gonzalez

03/18/2018

Praise to the Almighty God (YHWH) * As I saw 2019 a turning point in human activities, the only revisions were grammar. The message is complete and thanks to the audience for helping me, look back at some of these writings.

Much love to the global family !