Let's dance

 

Evelyn Champagne King - I'm In Love

 

Phyllis Hyman...You Know How To Love Me

 

The S.O.S. Band - The Finest (Lyrics) 1986 (ur Dee finest)

 

Fields of remembrance (Revised)

 There are but a few things that can replace those feelings charged, with so 

 many fine thoughts, it's like being part of the scheme itself...superlative. 

To engage the true essences and memories that invoke passion in all it's altruistic display

we rekindle the fields to filled our personal needs. 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

Published on

7/21/25 7:10 AM

By all means just praise him (YHWH)

The death of my mother has me going in circles, sometimes I just want to let it go so please forgive my spontaneous reactions, my writings, and over all my state of mind, it been very hard. You all deserve better and I will do just that in do time. To all my followers who have remain faithful thanks and also the emails. Face-book, Yandex, Google my former contacts and everyone who stayed the course. My brothers and sisters in the faith from the JW.ORG such love to all. It's been a real drain emotionally and the lost of sleep keep compounding what's left of me.

Her sweet voice still calls out my name...Rafael like an angelic host and I dream of her everyday since her passing away. 

 

As a servant of Almighty God (YHWH) and that relationship wasn't forged yesterday it goes back some time, time and space which is infinite on that account. The articles that have been written, speak very much about that ongoing relationship. In a symbiotic exchange, I have no reason to question the qualities of the Holiest-of- Holiest at work through his servant and manifest to the countless in that duration.

There are a significant number of articles, some which I can't past it by (me) in having a personalized attributes of things Divine. In a very humbling and submissive gesture, the poetic notes, the expressive narratives, the story telling, the description of creative design, the event of pass and present, the experiences that have move a writers pen to convey a host desires.

I would like to give a moments gratitude to the medium that have made this exchange and experience a wonderful journey. Google...face-book and the countless social media in the world wide web. The global family...nourish with complete heart felt emotional feelings, love, compassion, patience, and above all the opportunity to carry out the mandates of devotional fellowship through a father's yearn to reach out and call his fallen children from grace.

This year 04/30/25...05/04/25 my beloved mother pass away and there is a scream lodge in my throat I have to let go..... 

 

Jeremiah 29:11...“‘For I well know the thoughts that I am thinking toward you,’ declares Jehovah, ‘thoughts of peace, and not of calamity, to give you a future and a hope.

 

The strain your absences has placed on me,

the void I feel, the emptiness like a bottomless pit,

the wild fire that consumed your warm embrace,

the tender look and smile I could only decode,

your grace at times I so much over-looked,

a thankful giver without reserve,

a heart that never gave up it's pulses,

you stood like a tower in front of so many adversaries, 

a true champion I made you, before you even acknowledged,

you claimed your birthright and on several occasion cheated death and held still the power struggle,

 

 your spirit, your heart, dwells in the minds of countless and memories are everlasting,

from what ever stock-pile of energies your creator released you ?

in the care keeping you nest in sublime charm,

you kept your eye's on prize and stayed on mission, 

you have transition from a corruptible body to being in likeness of angel's...

your voice at times felt soften and pleasant like that of an angelic host, 

I will hold dearest your spoken and unspoken words in my treasure box,

in the celestial vaults in safe keeping, I shall follow or dying trying,

in eternal memory...praise and laud, sanctify, worship the Almighty God (YHWH)

and host.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

04/30/25...05/04/25 

 

There are tear drops that weigh heavier than a bucket full,

and the memory of such heavy matter carries a pulse until the heart gives out,

I gave conscience a chance for a fair trial and the pulse settled,

with a loaded heart and tears like lead pouring down the cheeks,

a lonely yearn fills the air,

 

a mother's last wish consents the soul I'm still here ?

my lost of sleep is the...lost not gained, for she is still resting and asleep, 

in the care and keeping I entrust that wonderful soul, 

as you read this I hope your moved by Spirit of Almighty and Divine, and that the softness of that benevolent being is made to rest,

may the finest of qualities and attributes shape our path, and that we become in likeness of choice to praise, laud, sanctify, and worship the Holiest-of-Holiest.

 04/30/25 to 05/04/25

Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

 

                                 Dreaming into reality (revised)

 

I have forged a dream that isn't far from reality and that is to hold hands with eternity,

I would feel left behind if an everlasting covenant wasn't the front runner between (me) 

and my Divine  being (Host),

My beloved along side (me) as the test of times, we made it together...

If dreaming is the counterfeit of reality I boast greatest,

I seek the person of a benevolent perfect being that is the total package to fill my inquisitive yearns,

you ask very little of (me) and in words or actions I feel so small...and that I am,

In the spirit realm your fights and battle-fields are unequal, yet I feel unaccomplished in my call, 

He is my life's missing link, in a complex web and maze without outlets I wish to remain, trapped in his infinite greatness,

the search that makes (me) whole and complete,

If there is a way I shall find it, or die trying... and return doing the same, it's the least I can do,

In the corridor of 'time and space'... in my absences, my heart and soul shall continue the race (chase) and one of them bridge the gap between (me) and Almighty and Divine.

Please allow (me) to praise and praise... 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 Published on

7/10/25 2:56 AM

Controversial Truth

 I know that the truth is controversial, Jesus the greatest teacher who lived, son of the most high God (YHWH) is regarded to be of them. You who research Divinity and immerse in qualities of the Holy spirit, posses a well rounded understanding. This man yet a spirit, didn't have a moments pause under persecution for expanding the person whom he really was and spoke in plain sight to the common people as also the well learned.

knowing that the truth carries a heavy burden do we shrink or expand ? That's a question I like to ask myself, and at one time being absent of organizational directive, I can truly say that the greatest battles were fought and made "in the spiritual realm and not the physical," that should be an eye-opener for the receiving end.

I'm not going to go at history or scriptures, that's why you and I have the Gospel's, very well written narratives and passages, prophecies and parables, until his very death and yet lives (King)...I have picked up the pieces knowing that a call is place upon all subjects under the bluest sky or the darkest night, a yearn to be placed back in order and framed accordingly to it's rightful place.

The Almighty and Divine has not and will not leave any soldier behind who has left a lasting impression on his saintly person to recall in memory...this much I know. His loyalty is unsurpassed, his love unforgiving unexcused (everlasting) and present, that is something to embrace with all powers bestowed. I have a love affair and crush, and his strong-hold does not release, in millennium dawn eternity has a date with much ones.

"In middle of the night He, shook me"

Potter's vessel  Clic here !

 Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

Published on

6/5/25 10:19 PM

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

God's (YHWH) outlaw (I stand convicted)

 

The-last-call Clic here !

 

For all my criminal activities (pass and present)**

I have a supreme Judge (YHWH, the Almighty Divine) a prosecutor (Jesus, the millennium Reign; welcome Reign) and a hand picked jury some whom I have labored with hand-to-hand.
 

The accuser a counterfeit defector, who has afflicted me from birth…..
The verdict a life sentence of love,compassion,mercy and undeserved-kindness, and a badge of honor for bravery, courage for standing up to a psychopath bully.
 

Stead-fast in all my tribulations, and yet those to come.
I anticipate this trial as a symbolic death-role recipient, my opening statement, “Satan you’re a beast and you know it, because Jesus the King said so! Your warden !
 

In all these years in shackles I can truly say...let’s do this all-over again.
Rafael G

*Taking on the judgement sit, would equate in usurping the authority of the Almighty Divine. A mere moral can't read minds, hearts or home in on stress levels. The fine shepherd...(not the super-fine shepherd), that The apostle Paul warned about; can see through all our short comings. I put my trust less on humans in high places, and pull more confidently with the fine shepherd !

2 Corinthians 4:3
if, in fact, the good news we declare is veiled, it is veiled among those who are perishing, 

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.
 

Galatians 1: 9
As we have said before, so now I say again: If anyone is preaching to you a gospel contrary to the one you received, let him be accursed. *
" I include myself, if that be case...for that I have judge, a prosecutor and a cloud of witnesses."

**Being an outlaw for the cause (the conspirator, the arch enemy) of Jesus and The Almighty God has placed me in shackles contrary to Divine law. So I have become God's outlaw more then the average, singled out by cowards and bullies that have striped away my rights to defend or tried their best to make me hold.

 

But I will say this....

It is a heavy burden to speak the truth, but not heavy enough to separate me from it. The countless attempts have been futile and much counter-productive, even if it means death, let it be honorable, for this I have been called.

 

Praise and laud the Almighty, sovereign the one and only....

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

9/22/23 6:44 PM

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

True gospel on trial (Revised)

 

True word (gospel) of 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 !

 

La verdadera palabra (evangelio) de amor pasó una corta sesión en los tribunales mundanos, 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

 

 

 

 

 

expreso mi llanto/express yearns (Bless Dee)

Jehovah’ me eres una total santidad,

me guias en esa misma expresion Divina,

conoces bien mis actos mas intimos,

mi confianza se aloja en ti, y solamente en ti…no hay partidos entre nosotros,

permiteme un corto alargamiento mas para que se manifieste lo escrito,

me examina diariamente como si fuese notas perdidas, asi es tu apego hacia mi,

un esclavo sin rumbo en busca de tu colorido espendor,

extiende mi llanto asi ti, que nunca se apaque en busca de tus obras superlativas,

mi Santo y eleogiado ser Divino te expreso lo que siento y no te oculto nada muy bien lo sabes,

si el sheol abriera las puertas a cualquier momento  se que me buscarian aquellos encuentros,

inquieto por ti lo inanimado de mis huesos, de seguro me eres memoria en la profundidad.


Jehovah, you are a total holiness to me,

You guide me in that same Divine expression,

You know my most intimate acts well,

My trust resides in you, and only in you…there are no parties between us,

Allow me one more short extension so that what is written can be manifested,

He examines me daily as if I were lost notes, this is your attachment to me,

an aimless slave in search of your colorful splendor,

He spreads my tears so that it never subsides in search of your superlative works,

My Holy and praised Divine being, I express to you what I feel and I do not hide anything from you, you know it very well,

If Sheol opened the doors at any moment I know those moments you would seek me out,

The inanimateness of my bones are restless for you, you are surely a memory to me in the depths.

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

The scholar (gifts)

 Look at the gifts unfolding right in front of you,

and release the pass as something not fit for your future,

there also things not fitting for past or present,

but what remains stable in it's course is the mighty word of God Almighty ! 

 

Jeremiah 1:5

 

Jeremiah 1:5

 

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, And before you were born I sanctified you. I made you a prophet to the nations.”

 

I can not begin to image the power structure behind those, sweet expressions and try to embrace, the fear inspiring, and benevolent kindness in which are said.

 

From a microscopic form the author/script-writer Can weave/knit life and predict, stage-cast its unique performance, gifts, expressions, and host Divine implants each with a personalize touch ?

 

Our DNA carries massive amount of information of each individual under Divine watch. Let me say this, of every living thing that has life in it. That is enough to have a brain storm...now you know how I feel very often as I write.

I express freely and it consumes me, to come in touch with these brain-storming gifts and sweetness of unequal host.

 

He must be laud, praised, sanctified, and made whole in every thought, expressions, and actions in the allotted time, so that through a process it becomes soothing melodies fit and acceptable in his Holiest realm.

 

 

Friday, July 21, 2023

 Rafael G Gonzalez

lament of the 9th son

 

Crimson Tears here !

Jeremiah 29:11...“‘For I well know the thoughts that I am thinking toward you,’ declares Jehovah, ‘thoughts of peace, and not of calamity, to give you a future and a hope.

 

The strain your absences has placed on me,

the void I feel, the emptiness like a bottomless pit,

the wild fire that consumed your warm embrace,

the tender look and smile I could only decode,

your grace at times I so much over-looked,

a thankful giver without reserve,

a heart that never gave up it's pulses,

you stood like a tower in front of so many adversaries, 

a true champion I made you, before you even acknowledged,

you claimed your birthright and on several occasion cheated death and held still the power struggle,

your spirit, your heart, dwells in the minds of countless and memories are everlasting,

from what ever stock-pile of energies your creator released you ?

in the care keeping you nest in  sublime charm,

you kept your eye's on prize and stayed on mission, 

you have transition from a corruptible body to being in likeness of angel's...

your voice at times felt soften and pleasant like that of an angelic host, 

I will hold dearest your spoken and unspoken words in my treasure box,

in the celestial vaults in safe keeping, I shall follow or dying trying,

in eternal memory...praise and laud, sanctify, worship the Almighty God (YHWH)

and host.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

04/30/25...05/04/25

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Almighty and Charitable (Revised) II

 

Holiest and Divine if I stumble at times it's certainly my misjudgment

of your charitable person,

my trust fading like the Holy mist after it's complete cycle,

 I have misplaced the order of your Divine arrangements, just to follow it in my last death strokes, 

In the regrettable abyss you grant the least of calls,

I need you, and in my vastness of passion I feel an inseparable connection no other 

 force can attain,

I have come to know your statues, 

 I'm well aware of your intimacy, your fellowship and attachments,

your stronghold will not release,

freeze frame our expressions and allow these to flow when ever moments in pause stumbles, there I have your attention and charity of your Divinity !

Bless be you to time indefinite,

 

 Santísimo y Divino espiritu  si a veces tropiezo, es sin duda por mi error de juicio

de tu persona caritativa,

mi confianza se desvanece como la niebla sagrada después de su ciclo completo,

he extraviado el orden de tus arreglos Divinos, solo para seguirlo en mis últimos golpes de muerte,

en el abismo lamentable concedes la menor de las llamadas,

te necesito, y en mi inmensidad de pasión siento una conexión inseparable que ninguna otra fuerza puede alcanzar,

he llegado a conocer tus estatus,

soy muy consciente de tu intimidad, tu compañerismo y tus apegos,

tu fortaleza no me liberará,

congela nuestras expresiones y permite que fluyan cuando cada momento de pausa tropiece, ¡ahí tengo tu atención y la caridad de tu Divinidad!

Bendito seas hasta el tiempo indefinido,

Rafael G Gonzalez

 12/05/24

Crimson tears (Revised)

 

 There are tear drops that weigh heavier than a bucket full,

and the memory of such heavy matter carries a pulse until the heart gives out,

I gave conscience a chance for a fair trial and the pulse settled,

with a loaded heart and tears like lead pouring down the cheeks,

a lonely yearn fills the air,

a mother's last wish consents the soul I'm still here ?

my lost of sleep is the...lost not gained, for she is still resting and asleep, 

in the care and keeping I entrust that wonderful soul, 

as you read this I hope your moved by Spirit of Almighty and Divine, and that the softness of that benevolent being is made to rest,

may the finest of qualities and attributes shape our path, and that we become in likeness of choice to praise, laud, sanctify, and worship the Holiest-of-Holiest.

 04/30/25 to 05/04/25

Rafael 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 poetic notes 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

 

Bee Gees - More Than A Woman (one of my favorite)

               More then a young lady (God's "YHWH" Finest) and blessed

Honor them (Revised)

 Real men honor their mother/father and make them feel safe and secured in their most vulnerable state, it is a learned quality of gratitude, of submission, acceptance and unforgiving love. And when I say unforgiving' it's because true love does not seek validation, it doesn't compromise and holds absolute and resolute without transitioning.

Jesus our Lord and savior, the greatest man and teacher that ever lived show altruistic  compassion, love and emotions beyond compare, setting example of what is truly Divine.

Yes, true love is a question of will and it's not optional, it has the power to transcend, cause and affect. And the commandments circled (hang) on two virtues and love took center stage as the front runner. If Almighty God (YHWH) is the epitome of LOVE, and with this holy attribute he bathe and shower loyal subjects, the least we can do is emulate and imitate in practice.

My greatest desire is to see my father's (YHWH) Divine will take place accordingly and I be there to exchange that joy and over-all jubilee of the soul. I'm aware of what it entails to hold steadfast and patient, perseverance..if Jesus (Welcome Reign) was no exception and a model to emulate then who am I skip the final test ? If i'am worthy and this has been considered, I can only ask to spare (me) not and allow your servant to honor you in the way it's fitting. 

The image above really touched a sensitive component in the human make-up, and I'm under the same impression it will do the same for many others. Seek the validation in practice, and allow him (YHWH) to expand, flex that quality until he is full and complete in radiant holiness.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

 

Published on

6/21/25 12:55 PM

 

 

 

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

If life is a struggle II

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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 that disguise our fragile make-up 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 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.

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Raphael G

Spring of 2010

Pure energy fine tuning (Revised)

 

When you read this may the power of the Holiest keep under vigilance !

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Whether one realize it or not, being pick out of the masses, from the vast numbers of the global population is an exceptional wake-up call. The Almighty Divine is pure energy...we in turn are also energy. From a finger nail to a single strand of hair follicle. With that said, the selection is not by chance, the higher power to which we were created seeks out what belongs to it. Is like frequencies in the stock pile missing within itself, in order to remain fine-tuned what it attracts is in harmony with superlative Divine guidance.

 

In other words you are the missing link, I'm speaking about a heavenly father, an eternal spiritual being, an ancient King...with attributes similar to the potter's vessel. The attributes are very well defined in form of expression...LOVE,COMPASSION, KINDNESS, PATIENCE, JOY, PEACE, JUSTICE and a host of others which I fall short.

 

Yet your frequencies, vibrations and fine tuning create bridges, channel's to which their consistency correlate with those calls. Now through a selection, there is an invitation...I won't go into scriptures, my audience are above average, if not they would have abandon me long ago.

 

His hand is stretched open, his desire well manifested, this power is yearning to reunited with those outer bands of his own energy (Core) power plant. The King shall not be denied, the Holy spirit shall not be made contrite, and if some or many stumble crossing the bridge, remember your call !

 

Let your fight not be in vain, be self evident that together you will overcome, the greatest battles yet to come, at the end the outer bands shall be draft back to their original place and we shall join those superlative energies.

Please allow (me) to praise and worship the Holiest and Divine.

 

 Potters-vessel Clic here !

 

Expand-this-vessel  Clic here !

 

Rafael G 

05/11/22

Prisoner's Chant

                                              Prisoner's chant

My angelic looking host as the wheels in the sky turn on their axis,

you cast a net of hope,

I will always be a prisoner under the bluest sky, and innocent smile no man ever broke,

your presences I felt behind the walls of jungles and savage dungeon, a wise-man silence never spoke.

Your foot-step's I counted with every stroke, heavy heart, restless, nevertheless a smile no man ever broke.

In my contemptible state angels guarded my safe keeping, until a bright light cracks open the chasm...a seeker in twist and turns finally, inquisitive yearns.

The Kabuki drama of long ago...once again unfolds casting the net of hope, who is worthy in my madness ? But a celestial host, subjects under cover, bluest sky, smiles rapture the air innocence's oblivion host.

Foot-step's in the darkness Kabuki dancer's, permeate the stage they once performance laud, bow...applause.

A prisoner's chant awakens celestial bodies; needful dancer's in a world of shadow's and voices create magical muse. Silence rule, commotions stir! Environmental challenges in a colorful galactic spectrum...vibrations, frequencies, the physical, the spiritual phenomenon...the unlearned, the unseen...make available their useful and timely presences.

Who is worthy in my madness ? Invited guest, trivial matters, parade of marcher's...seeker's heavy heart, the unaware !

From the audience unto the stage; from the stage unto the audience, an eye-witness of a crime scene, a conspiracy once to often seeking heavy hearts, mourner's delight, stranger among strange....a prisoner chant !

 

 dilemma-of-desire

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Raphael G

1/7th/16

Android II

 

OF ALL the marvelous things on earth, none is more astounding than the human brain. For example, every second some 100 million bits (?) what size hard drive?))  of information pour into the brain from the various senses. But how can it avoid being hopelessly buried by this avalanche? If we can think about only one thing at a time, how does the mind cope with these millions of simultaneous messages? Obviously, the mind not only survives the barrage but handles it with ease.

 

Three weeks after conception brain cells start forming. They grow in spurts, at times up to 250,000 cells a minute. After birth the brain continues growing and forming its network of connections. The gulf separating the human brain from that of any animal quickly manifests itself: “The brain of the human infant, unlike that of any other animal, triples in size during its first year,” states the book The Universe Within.² In time, about 100 billion nerve cells, called neurons, as well as other types of cells, are packed into a human brain, although it makes up only 2 percent of the body’s weight

 

The human brain is the most marvelous and mysterious object in the whole universe.”—Anthropologist Henry F. Osborn^a

  “How does the brain produce thoughts? That is the central question and we have still no answer to it.”—Physiologist Charles Sherrington^b

  “In spite of the steady accumulation of detailed knowledge how the human brain works is still profoundly mysterious.”—Biologist Francis Crick^c

  “Anyone who speaks of a computer as an ‘electronic brain’ has never seen a brain.”—Science editor Dr. Irving S. Bengelsdorf^d

  “Our active memories hold several billion times more information than a large contemporary research computer.”—Science writer Morton Hunt^e

  “Since the brain is different and immeasurably more complicated than anything else in the known universe, we may have to change some of our most ardently held ideas before we’re able to fathom the brain’s mysterious structure.”—Neurologist Richard M. Restak^f

  Regarding the huge gulf between humans and animals, Alfred R. Wallace, the ‘co-discoverer of evolution,’ wrote to Darwin: “Natural selection could only have endowed the savage with a brain a little superior to that of the ape, whereas he possesses one very little inferior to that of an average member of our learned society.” Darwin, upset by this admission, replied: “I hope you have not murdered completely your own and my child”^g

  

To say that the human brain evolved from that of any animal is to defy reason and the facts. Far more logical is this conclusion: “I am left with no choice but to acknowledge the existence of a Superior Intellect, responsible for the design and development of the incredible brain-mind relationship—something far beyond man’s capacity to understand. . . . I have to believe all this had an intelligent beginning, that Someone made it happen.”—Neurosurgeon Dr. Robert J. White^h

The science of mathematical probability offers striking proof that the Genesis creation account must have come from a source with knowledge of the events. The account lists 10 major stages in this order: (1) a beginning; (2) a primitive earth in darkness and enshrouded in heavy gases and water; (3) light; (4) an expanse or atmosphere; (5) large areas of dry land; (6) land plants; (7) sun, moon and stars discernible(observable) in the expanse, and seasons beginning; (8) sea monsters and flying creatures; (9) wild and tame beasts, mammals; (10) man. Science agrees that these stages occurred in this general order. What are the chances that the writer of Genesis just guessed this order? The same as if you picked at random the numbers 1 to 10 from a box, and drew them in consecutive order. The chances of doing this on your first try are 1 in 3,628,800! So, to say the writer just happened to list the foregoing events in the right order without getting the facts from somewhere is not realistic.

In 1953 Stanley Miller passed an electric spark through an “atmosphere” of hydrogen, methane, ammonia and water vapor. This produced some of the many amino acids that exist and that are the building blocks of proteins. However, he got just 4 of the 20 amino acids needed for life to exist. More than 30 years later, scientists were still unable experimentally to produce all the 20 necessary amino acids under conditions that could be considered plausible.

Miller assumed that earth’s primitive atmosphere was similar to the one in his experimental flask. Why? Because, as he and a co-worker later said: “The synthesis of compounds of biological interest takes place only under reducing [no free oxygen in the atmosphere] conditions.”⁶ Yet other evolutionists theorize that oxygen was present. The dilemma this creates for evolution is expressed by Hitching: “With oxygen in the air, the first amino acid would never have got started; without oxygen, it would have been wiped out by cosmic rays.

The proteins needed for life have very complex molecules. What is the chance of even a simple protein molecule forming at random in an organic soup? Evolutionists acknowledge it to be only one in 10¹¹³ (1 followed by 113 zeros). But any event that has one chance in just 10⁵⁰ is dismissed by mathematicians as never happening. An idea of the odds, or probability, involved is seen in the fact that the number 10¹¹³ is larger than the estimated total number of all the atoms in the universe!

More difficult to obtain than these are nucleotides, the structural units of DNA, which bears the genetic code. Five histones are involved in DNA (histones are thought to be involved in governing the activity of genes). The chance of forming even the simplest of these histones is said to be one in 20¹⁰⁰—another huge number “larger than the total of all the atoms in all the stars and galaxies visible in the largest astronomical telescopes

An additional hurdle for evolutionary theory now arises. Somewhere along the line the primitive cell had to devise something that revolutionized life on earth—photosynthesis. This process, by which plants take in carbon dioxide and give off oxygen, is not yet completely understood by scientists. It is, as biologist F. W. Went states, “a process that no one has yet been able to reproduce in a test tube.”²² Yet, by chance, a tiny simple cell is thought to have originated it.

The process of photosynthesis turned an atmosphere that contained no free oxygen into one in which one molecule out of every five is oxygen. As a result, animals could breathe oxygen and live, and an ozone layer could form to protect all life from the damaging effects of ultraviolet radiation. Could this remarkable array of circumstances be accounted for simply by random chance?

When confronted with the astronomical odds against a living cell forming by chance, some evolutionists feel forced to back away. For example, the authors of Evolution From Space (Hoyle and Wickramasinghe) give up, saying: “These issues are too complex to set numbers to.” They add: “There is no way . . . in which we can simply get by with a bigger and better organic soup, as we ourselves hoped might be possible a year or two ago. The numbers we calculated above are essentially just as unfaceable for a universal soup as for a terrestrial one.”²³

 Hence, after acknowledging that intelligence must somehow have been involved in bringing life into existence, the authors continue: “Indeed, such a theory is so obvious that one wonders why it is not widely accepted as being self-evident. The reasons are psychological rather than scientific.”²⁴ Thus an observer might conclude that a “psychological” barrier is the only plausible explanation as to why most evolutionists cling to a chance origin for life and reject any “design or purpose or directedness,”²⁵ as Dawkins expressed it. Indeed, even Hoyle and Wickramasinghe, after acknowledging the need for intelligence, say that they do not believe a personal Creator is responsible for the origin of life.²⁶ In their thinking, intelligence is mandatory, but a Creator is unacceptable. Do you find that contradictory?

A living cell is enormously complex. Biologist Francis Crick endeavors to describe its workings simply, but he finally realizes that he can go only so far, “because it is so complicated the reader should not attempt to struggle with all the details.”^a

  The instructions within the DNA of the cell, “if written out, would fill a thousand 600-page books,” explains National Geographic. “Each cell is a world brimming with as many as two hundred trillion tiny groups of atoms called molecules. . . . Our 46 chromosome ‘threads’ linked together would measure more than six feet. Yet the nucleus that contains them is less than four ten-thousandths of an inch in diameter.”^b

  Newsweek magazine uses an illustration to give an idea of the cell’s activities: “Each of those 100 trillion cells functions like a walled city. Power plants generate the cell’s energy. Factories produce proteins, vital units of chemical commerce. Complex transportation systems guide specific chemicals from point to point within the cell and beyond. Sentries at the barricades control the export and import markets, and monitor the outside world for signs of danger. Disciplined biological armies stand ready to grapple with invaders. A centralized genetic government maintains order.”^c

“The hypothesis that life has developed from inorganic matter is, at present, still an article of faith.”—Mathematician J. W. N. Sullivan^d

  “The probability of life originating from accident is comparable to the probability of the unabridged dictionary resulting from an explosion in a printing shop.”—Biologist Edwin Conklin^e

  “One has only to contemplate the magnitude of this task to concede that the spontaneous generation of a living organism is impossible.”—Biochemist George Wald^f

  

“An honest man, armed with all the knowledge available to us now, could only state that in some sense, the origin of life appears at the moment to be almost a miracle.”—Biologist Francis Crick^g

  “If one is not prejudiced either by social beliefs or by a scientific training into the conviction that life originated [spontaneously] on the Earth, this simple calculation [the mathematical odds against it] wipes the idea entirely out of court.”—Astronomers Fred Hoyle and N. C. Wickramasinghe^h

 

 

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