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Thursday, May 8, 2025

Life's Struggle's (Revised)

 

MAN is deeply conscious of the passing of time. With each tick of the clock, he progresses a step farther down time’s corridor. He is wise, indeed, if he makes proper use of his time. As King Solomon wrote: “For everything there is an appointed time, even a time for every affair under the heavens: a time for birth and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot what was planted; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to build; a time to weep and a time to laugh.” (Eccl. 3:1-4) How fleeting is time! The 70 years of the normal life span is far too short a time for a person to take in the abundance of knowledge and to enjoy all the other good things Jehovah (YHWH) has provided for man on this earth. “Everything he has made pretty in its time. Even time indefinite he has put in their heart, that mankind may never find out the work that the true God has made from the start to the finish.”—Eccl. 3:11; Ps. 90:10.

Jehovah (YHWH) himself lives in an eternity of time. As for his creatures, it has pleased him to set them in the stream of time. The angels of heaven, including even the rebellious Satan, are fully aware of the passage of time. (Dan. 10:13; Rev. 12:12) Of mankind it is written, “Time and unforeseen occurrence befall them all.” (Eccl. 9:11) Happy is the man who at all times includes God in his thoughts and who welcomes God’s provision of “food at the proper time”!—Matt. 24:45.
 
Time Is One-Directional: Though time is universal, no man living is able to say what it is. It is as unfathomable as space. No one can explain where the stream of time began or where it is flowing. These things belong to the limitless knowledge of God almighty (YHWH), who is described as being God “from time indefinite to time indefinite.”—Ps. 90:2.
 
On the other hand, time has certain characteristics that can be understood. Its apparent rate of flow can be measured. Additionally, it moves in one direction only. Like traffic on a one-way street, time moves relentlessly in that one direction—onward, ever onward. Whatever the speed of its forward movement, time can never be thrown into reverse. We live in a momentary present. However, this present is in motion, flowing continually into the past. There is no stopping it.
 
The Past: The past is gone, it is history, and it can never be repeated. Any attempt to call back the past is as impossible as trying to make a waterfall tumble uphill or an arrow fly back to the bow that shot it. Our mistakes have left their mark in the stream of time, a mark that only God (YHWH) can wipe out. (Isa. 43:25) In like manner, a man’s good deeds in the past have made a record that “will come back to him” with blessing from God almighty (YHWH). (Prov. 12:14; 13:22) The past has been won or lost. No longer is there any control over it. Of the wicked it is written: “For like grass they will speedily wither, and like green new grass they will fade away.”—Ps. 37:2.
 
The Future: The future is different. It is always flowing toward us. By the help of God’s Word, we can identify obstacles that loom ahead of us and prepare to meet them. We can store up for ourselves “treasures in heaven.” (Matt. 6:20) These treasures will not be swept away by the stream of time. They will stay with us and will endure into an eternal future of blessing. We are interested in the wise use of time, as it affects that future.—Eph. 5:15, 16.
 
Time Indicators: Our modern-day watches and clocks are time indicators. They serve as rulers for measuring time. In similar manner God (YHWH), the Creator, has set in motion giant time indicators—the earth spinning on its axis, the moon revolving around the earth, and the sun—so that from his standpoint on earth, man may be accurately advised of the time. “And God went on to say: ‘Let luminaries come to be in the expanse of the heavens to make a division between the day and the night; and they must serve as signs and for seasons and for days and years.’” (Gen. 1:14) Thus, as a multitude of objects with interlocking purposes, these heavenly bodies move in their perfect cycles, unendingly and unerringly measuring the one-directional movement of time.
 


How Time Moves Faster: There is an old saying that “a watched kettle never boils.” It is true that when we are watching time, when we are conscious of it, when we are waiting for something to happen, then it seems to pass ever so slowly. However, if we are busy, if we are interested in and preoccupied with what we are doing, then it really appears that “time flies.” Moreover, with older people time seems to pass much more quickly than with young children. Why is this? One year added to the life of a one-year-old means a 100-percent increase in life’s experiences. One year added to the life of a 50-year-old means just 2 percent more. To the child, a year seems a long, long time.
 
The older person, if busy and in good health, finds that the years seem to fly faster and faster. He comes to a deeper understanding of Solomon’s words: “There is nothing new under the sun.” On the other hand, young people still have the seemingly slower, formative years with them. Instead of “striving after wind” with a materialistic world, they may use these years profitably in piling up a wealth of godly experience. Timely are Solomon’s further words: “Remember, now, your Grand Creator in the days of your young manhood, before the calamitous days proceed to come, or the years have arrived when you will say: ‘I have no delight in them.’”—Eccl. 1:9, 14; 12:1.
 
Time-When People Live Forever: However, there are joyous days ahead that will be far from calamitous. Lovers of righteousness, whose ‘times are in God's (YHWH) hand,’ may look forward to everlasting life in the realm of God’s Kingdom. (Ps. 31:14-16; Matt. 25:34, 46) Under the Kingdom, death will be no more. (Rev. 21:4) Idleness, illness, boredom, and vanity will have vanished. There will be work to do, absorbing and intriguing, calling for expression of man’s perfect abilities and bringing intense satisfaction in accomplishment. The years will seem to flow faster and faster, and appreciative and retentive minds will be continually enriched with memories of happy events. As millenniums pass, humans on this earth will no doubt come to appreciate more fully God almighty (YHWH) view of time: ‘For a thousand years in God's (YHWH) eyes are but as yesterday when it is past.’—Ps. 90:4.
 
Viewing the stream of time from our present human standpoint and taking into account God’s promise of a new world of righteousness, how joyous in prospect are the blessings of that day: “For there Jehovah (YHWH) commanded the blessing to be, even life to time indefinite”!—Ps. 133:3.



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 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 surrogate 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.

(C) write protected

Raphael G
Spring of 2010

Sunday, May 4, 2025

Slave girl II

 
Slave girl :


May through her you find the pleasures of your works,
In the privacy of your intimacy (fellow-worker/relationship) bring her back home,
 
may her death-bed be a blessing, and not unsightly to onlooker's, a tower, a rock, one of the faithful of your choice.
 
May you strike her with energies beyond compare,
May your Divine will take order and completely restore your slave girl, in sound and perfect, today, tomorrow I shall wait.
 
Why do you cause so much commotion in my extremities?
Did you secretly woven us, that our dates of birth into this paradise of delight correlate, and we are one at your service ?
 
There is joy and pain that one, can't do without the other,
There is blissful birth pangs, and great joy that forgets all...I feel the same to many times from your undeserving kindness.
 
It is to much for me, since I was not born into your tent of holy blessings, I'm but a rough man of the nations.
 
I don't deserve your shield of protection to such extent, but your love has healed me and that is sufficient .
 
There is no Greater God (YHWH) then that of my ancestor's of faith...make me, one of those if so wish, but please bear, I'M just a rough man of the nations.
 
I can only pay a debt with a debt, but one to many. I hope someday you will take-up my resistance, to make right.

05/04/25 Today I feel a great void, a scream...but as life goes on, I praise and laud Almighty God (YHWH) to the highest power. Another champion of faith was called to join the ranks of faithful and that is greatest of joy. She awaits her return in high regard and a warrior for Divine creeds. I'm humbled for the words she spoke to (me) before this glorious day. In the hands of Almighty God (YHWH) you rest and that is very comforting to my soul.
 
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.

woman

 
I can't say no more !

Rafael G Gonzalez
2/7/23 1:53 AM

Sunday, April 27, 2025

Global family/much love

Currently this April, 2025 has been a great joy to (me), and March was also a wonderful experience of visitor's. I thank you all for the support, I'm grateful and over whelmed. Much LOVE and I can't say anymore :}

Also if what is being written touches those fine notes, I have a helper always at hand and his love is unsurpassed, Yet I'm far behind that operation of gestures. My love joy to you all who have made this page a resting place. Please continue reading and share freely as I we have.
 

Thank you all for the support and allowing our blog to grow, expand and reach it's audience. Facebook and google have been instrumental, along the many other media outlets. April has been a good month, so I express it in all gratitude. The nations of the World, the global family, and friends who have stay the course through some very rough times. You have gone beyond my expectations, and that's why I'm still here and will remain a while. I shall continue publishing articles poetic notes and journeys, and what ever internally seeks in the outside.
 
Much love,
 
You have my blessings,
 
Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Friday, April 18, 2025

Sacred expression

Release from bondage all that is kept secret,
 
all that which is hostile and holds the expression hostage,
 
Express the self in purity,
 
express the self in the simpleness of mind to what is love, 
 
fill the self with the fruits of the Holiest-of-Holiest,
 
Allow the attributes of saintly and Divine to take hold of what is rightfully his own,
 
express the self to the point the spoiler and usurper can’t find traction and cause it to slip,
 
what ever it takes to find within the self to uphold the moral conscience...stay the course,
 
water that sits stale and stagnant remain flat and finds no traction,
 
water that is constantly moving, flowing fills gaps and these new orders replace the old habits,
 
as the wheel in the sky turns (Celestial Chariot) doing away with the antiquated traditions, versions and cause to cease and desist that which is hindrance in the corridor of space,
 
this continuity of flowing living water is not all that new...but a reminder of what is law and transitioning from it,
 
remain a friction to the apparatus of deceitful schemes,
 
make it your own to walk in the person of the faithful slave,
 
Disown the self to renew and replenish all which is old and make use the excellence of works,
 
call out the ancient (YHWH) of time and make it your stronghold, in needful places it never fails,
 
your call is not in vain but the actions maybe serving different causes,
 
remain grounded and seek not the temporary and trivial matters of life that herniates the true self and expression.

04/15/24

Rafael G Gonzalez

Monday, April 14, 2025

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

Wednesday, April 9, 2025

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

Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Special Guest #Label (Eternal love) Unforgiven)

 



 

 


 The label # special guest, *--* 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 several 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,for the expression to return, we're invested in you because you touch in ways so special.

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.

a young lady 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


Monday, March 17, 2025

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.




 
 
 
 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

 

Sunday, March 16, 2025

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

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

New Jerusalem (Revised)



New Jerusalem

O’ New Jerusalem, land of the brave and spirited warriors,
O’ New Jerusalem, land of majestic mountains and sweet waters,
Yes you O’ Zion, the coveted work of art whose tormentor is blinded by your beauty and Magnificence. (Evil doers know not)
The meadows have dressed you with the foliage that wing creatures can only dream of, in your battlefield hope is heard from its foreign visitors, they cry out in jubilee, sing well orchestrated chorus, their tunes are enchantment to the ears of the natives.

Creation spoke in riddles when you came forth, the almighty God stretched his right hand in blessings; you were the master’s achievements, He labored in pain with your up bringing,

O’ Zion, your spirit can not be broken and the enemies in the battlefield shake in fear because there is warmth in the fluid that sustains life. There is love and unity in what remains, that to be adequate because abundance is not necessary the advantage.

O’ Zion, the world see little of you and tongues and mad people of the world have distorted views of a land, which is creation, humans like all other and in many ways more prone to reason than all others,

The promise land is in your midst, paradise belongs to he who struggles for the good cause of its people, O’ Zion, I will see you in paradise or die trying.

Paradise does not belong to the faithless, who stoned the prophets, whose blessings God revoked,

O’ Zion, hold strong and roll well because blessings are sure in God almighty.

O’ Zion, land of the spiritual warriors of the mountains how many men wish to serve you! and how many have missed! Yet the struggle continues and I see the faces of many who took the call, their faces smiling with graceful humbleness, their memories like a mighty wave that gets stronger as it picks up time.

O’ Zion, motherland that shelters its off springs in the bosom of caves, peaks, valleys and evergreens, from the oppressor and destroyer…..awake...awake and consume them in your wrath and fire.
 
O’ Zion, if only God had error (in choosing a new people and He did not!) why did He not look any further in the pains of labour, the land of Faithful warriors? (Moreover He, has)…God almighty bless the fields of the new covenant and the Great Spirit be the driving force in all its actions. The mountain can move, the waters can divided, the underground can call it’s spoils, the days can darken and nights illuminate like the brightest stars, but Zion will stand and remain as God's almighty spirit visitant the everlasting faith based stronghold.
 
Published on: 6/24/14 4:58 PM

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Monday, February 24, 2025

what dulls the senses II ? (Revised)


 


what dulls the senses ?

Until death do us apart, or until insanity and grief carves a better outlet,
I want no part of neither one, I'm not a masochistic or on a joy ride for proving grounds.
I'm bless to know I can decipher my conscience, and since I'm material and imperfect I carry out my sentence, cautiously and under reason.
I slave for what is good and righteous...a resistor to broken will. There is no markers pointing to either directions. If my faith is challenged my Divine being shall cover for my weaknesses.
Yet I have not failed in my quest to understanding. My sacrifice is to my beloved...but God first, this much I know !
My Lord is very close at hand all the time as the enemy extends his madness...but I'm aware on its countless attempts. The Almighty Divine always at the scene...if God on my side whom against me ?
The superlative call is to the braves, those whom yearn and sigh, mourn the greater revelation. It is to them the ancient of ancient...eternal of old, that keeps the consuming fire alive...rosie, hot. If one stays the course of the conscience, your days will have no end.

Freewill or the challenge, what dulls the senses ?

Extremism, fanaticism, over-zealous..applying a perfect law to a imperfect body, blindly.

Carrying out the mandates to the point of exhaustion. I have reasons to amend a broken rhythm (my limited scope on what is superlative).
My contention, it takes a great plot to balance out the fine prints. In my insensible chase...the senses have yielded a fine tune conscience, that is the product to work with. I beg forgiveness by stretching the boundaries in my contemptible state...I await the superlative expression that which is bestow to my conscience !
 
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Sunday, January 19, 2025

Love Arts secrecy (revised)




There are people with great energies that one can feel, I in particular feed into these energies, because our bodies is the personification of energies. One can sum the universe as the ultimate expression dynamic power...so we in turn are like a power plant or reactors. So I find this energy hidden or very visible it kinds of draws me in...it just my gifts of having greater access to these charges.




Love Arts Secrecy

Silently she whispered, like an echo I heard,

Silently she approached me, and silence I became,

Silently her heart thumped, and like a thunder I perceived,

In silence she loved me, and in silence I accept,

In silence her fragrance searched for me, and in silence they found me,

In silence she cried and in silence she laughed,

When her eye's looked at me, I became speechless,

all my earned talents and wisdom, were drained as she stared,

I became stunned like lightening striking me, silence and dumbness surrounded me.

Her walks resemble the mighty iron-horse, and her body movements a well orchestrated symphony.

I need you more then I, need food for you're my food of life.

I need to see you, just as I, need to see through a narrow road.

There's been stories of liking and loving, but ours is special !

I need to touch you to understand you're flesh, for you look so heavenly.

I need to feel your breath for it feels like the springs air in the lovely night.

When you touch me, you cure my pains, sorrows, sores, wounds, and even supply energy.


BY : Raphael G
April 9?
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