Love where are you (Revised) *--*

                                            
                                     Love where are you

I can love you for your fine qualities,

I can love you for being a great life source (mother),

I can love you for your enduring character,

I can love you for being a faithful helper and guide,

I can love you for being a precious expression few will ever see,

I can write you love notes, and from where love resides, defines, remote and isolated...I find my dearest nest in sublime charm.

I can love you for eternity,

I can love you for a thousand of years,

I can wait and be the sacrifice for your guarantee,

True love is not flattery, because I’m not disconnected from myself. It is the superior quality of endowment for those whom truly search it and find the source!

I can also love you for what you're not, imperfect being chasing a desire so innate, far from understanding,

I will love and continue to love...here today, tomorrow paradise. Seeking the source, disrupting its presences until it grants me access to a yearning few will ever manage to undertake.

Love emanates radiant light (heat source) life is found at its core...it is Divine, superlative, infinite starlight and beyond. Enigmatic riddles, puzzles the restless searcher to standstill in deep freeze.

Love where are you ? Where can I find you ? I have missed you ! Yet you are ever present...warm and cozy, delightful, my soul has found refuge ! Let’s walk up and down the park...let us sing happy melodies of our encounter. Let us praise while we can...let me find you in my memory !

 

*--* Inspirations come from special gifts, and your one of them, and if I could just write one superlative song of everlasting impressions it be for you ! In the paradise of Almighty in a kaleidoscope of words 

 

I would........... 

 

"write your name across the sky"

(C) right

04.18.17

Rafael G Gonzalez

The lesser/the precious (Global Family) Thank yoi

 

 

 

Any human being with a God driven conscience, can express and feel the pain, suffering the lesser must go through,

 

Be silent...keep silent because of the hollow, bottomless void that fills your emptiness or express yourself accordingly to that which is Divine...LOVE.

 

When one keep's the expression silent it doesn't take root, it is obvious what is held in secret it is also held hostage and in bondage. 

 

To let go of one's intentions take a lot courage, pride must be absent and this is very difficult in our days. 

 

It is true some things held in bondage are released in do time...and when thinking of time it's like we had authority over it, 

 

that is the greatest illusion. Time makes the calls and we're but microscopic in it's infinite portals.

If we were the time-keeper and some of us regard that illusion, think about how far you have come ?

 

02/06/24

 

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Knitted in memory

 

 

Jehovah...mi santo, ingeniero creador... las obras de tus manos claman tu santidad,

 

toda vibracion y expression elogian un ser Divino.

 

Tu grandeza no tiene rival,

 

porque me eres tan fiel ? Acaso me debes algo ? Acaso entras con las manos vacia ?

 

Despreciable soy yo, y una eternidad no paga tus actos benevolo de caridad perpetua.

 

No encuentro entrada ni salida, estoy perdido en busca de tus respuestas !

 

Se te sobra la audacia en tratos conmigo,

 

Cuanto tiempo me tuvistes tejido en memoria, y cuando sali del taller sagrado...no fuiste tu quien estiro la mano en bendiciones y expressiones sagrada ?

 

 

 

Jehovah...my holy one, creative engineer... the works of your hands cries out for your holiness,

 

all vibration and expression praise a Divine being.

 

Your greatness has no rival,

 

why are you so faithful to me? Do you owe me anything? Do you ever come with empty hands?

 

Despicable am I, and eternity does not repay your benevolent acts of perpetual charity.

 

I can't find a way in or out, I'm lost searching for your answers!

 

You have too much boldness in dealing with me,

 

When you had me knitted in memory, and when I broke open the sacred chamber...wasn't it you,who stretched out your hand in blessings and sacred expressions ?

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Potters-vessel Clic here !

 

Expand-this-vessel Clic here !

Published on

7/13/23 4:16 AM

Invisible Host

 

 

 THINGS WE CANNOT SEE, BUT KNOW THEY EXIST

Gravity                       

Wind/Air/Oxygen                                                         

 Sound                                                        

 Heat                                                             

Cold                                                                

Emotions/Love                                                        

Life/soul                                               

Smell  

Taste  

Energy/Electricity

Thoughts

Imagination
 
Magnetism


^{To the director. A melody of David.} Psalms 19:1  The heavens are declaring the glory of God;The skies above* proclaim the work of his hands.

Romans 1:20 For his invisible qualities are clearly seen from the world’s creation onward, because they are perceived by the things made, even his eternal power and God-ship, so that they are inexcusable.

2 Corinthians 4:18 while we keep our eyes, not on the things seen, but on the things unseen. For the things seen are temporary, but the things unseen are everlasting.

Hebrews 11:1-40  Faith is the assured expectation of what is hoped for, the evident demonstration of realities that are not seen.

Please never over-step the Divine will

May your Divine will usher forth glad tidings, the greatest gathering and a thousand year reign bestow upon humanity a joy like no place in memory,

All opposition that stand against Divine creeds, denying access to the Sovereign LORD and what is rightfully his own property, may they walk about with their head bow, contrite and great lament and if that repugnant display of arrogance should continue, LORD Almighty strike them with the heaviest of heart.

May shamefulness and death strokes be the merciful acts and fitting for such ones, those who overstep your finest of qualities, the fruit of your Divine spirit and toss fine treasures to the swine.

shackle their spirit and gather them for the final count down so they may see your Divine justice and true righteousness. 

As for (me) I declare a (debt) that which can not be paid in times duration, maybe there be a way and I shall find it...so please forgive me.

 

Published on

7/13/25 10:00 PM

 

Time keeper (If I were to re-brand this) it be "El corredor del tiempo"

Hay un dia para todos y hay dias de ver,
                                                                                              

El tiempo la capsula infinita de espacio,

El que ve todo en tu ausencia te a sentenciado,

Ese dia es de seguro, no hay particialidad,

El tiempo cuenta con segundos, pero el ignorante

no ve momentos pasados,

El marco paso en su tragectoria,

los debiles son los poderosos, que no obtienen audiencia. Pero nunca el olvido !

 

 There is a day for everyone and there are days to see,

Time the infinite space capsule,

The one who sees everything in your absence has sentenced you,

That day is for sure, not partiality,

Time counts on seconds, but the ignorant

don't see past moment,

The frame passed in its trajectory

the weak are the powerful, who get no audience. But it has not gone unnoticed, and never the forgotten one.........

 

Published on

6/15/21 8:00 PM

RBG

The Chase (sober minds) delirium finally arrives (not present) What is the chase? Read it again :}

The Chase

I liked her the very moment in a crowd of sober minds,

But I didn’t love her, it was a period in time for reflection and that stands to this day,

In an admiring way, presumptuousness displays the offer, tread lightly and make fine foot prints

If I did love her for that moment it wouldn’t be an understatement, more likely energies feeds innate feelings incorporating presumptuousness at its best,

Endowment of what is superlative places no restrictions on what the hearts weaves in its fragile web,

So the sobering effects take their course if there is ever any,

Yes, strikingly touching in appearance heavenly well rounded...praised inconsistently, withered a precious expression, in madness emerges allotments tossed,

So here I’m whispers through the crowd, fine fragrance….aura secrets in disclosure, attempts silence hostage holds, a rainbow of celestial colors nothing like the Northern sphere...

I have felt the presence even when not there, I take the memory as blessings bestowed, hoping madness overtake all its commotion...a soul can ever experience in “The Chase”.

And when delirium finally arrives finds “The chase” wrapped in the square box below and all its fine prints, a portrait of consistency she never touched.
(C)

Rafael G Gonzalez
Feb.2017

Rise N Shine :}

 Show the world your true beauty !

Your true gifts ! 

 

Published on

8/6/25 7:20 PM

 

what dulls the senses ? Explained

 Emotional pain is greater then physical pain, I believe neither one is 

pleasurable. In a relationship we often hear the phrase "until death do us apart"

well death has no authority over true love, as a matter of fact the death of a love one

becomes an imprint for life duration, in memory it becomes an eternal bond.

I want no part of the mindset and certainly being unevenly yoked in the LORD would bring about consequences to the emotional pain.

In my life's affair one such experience has cause a memory very hard to shake. But I still love greatly...

I search for the true expression, for that special guest to become one in all things (God first) and we share what ever life throws at us.

So in all truthfulness the poetic notes and love notes, that I write about are not relationships or physical  in nature. They are a poets endowment from the hurt and pain I have had to endure in order convey a story most reader's would relate in some cases.

I can also write spontaneously from images, painting and tell a story the artist could not in words.

 I just want to expand a little because this article has gotten a good amount of like's. 

Also I don't want to spoil the poetic note to the reader's and allow them expand on their own insight and draw constructive outlines and even add their own, in their life affairs. 

So I have to beg the question could you love (me) forever ?...but not until death do us apart ?

Because I seek eternity and that is where we will be, in the presence of the Almighty and death has no authority. *--*

 

Published on

8/3/25 3:23 PM

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Waiting for the host (Rafael)

 thou always present nothing like the invitation, how refreshing it will be to see earth paradise restored, and the light whisper that calls out your name. One can feel the energy vibrate in every cell. The soft voice rings in the ear and fills every echo chamber and bounce back with the finest of charms.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

07/04/25 4:30 PM

 

 

El Coqui (revised) II Thanks for helping

The Native frog from Puerto Rico and Hawaii that causes much commotion to the restless soul's...Or is it the other way around? One of my original poems...about this creatures journey's to strange lands...

 

Gotas fría que congela en mi llanto como

un invierno inolvidable en nueva york

donde el pobre jibarito hace su mudanza

también nuestro vecino el coqui a tierra

extranjera donde el extranjero callejea

en su mundo frío

gotas frías que derraman dentro de mí

en lo más aislado del corazón ayer pasaba

el otro yo sonando un lelo lai

acompañado por nuestro amigo la soledad

la tristeza ya se había alejado de mí

abandonando me en mi frío ambiente ojos

que ven y corazón que sienten

nuestro vecino el único extranjero en

una ciudad de concreto

el jibarito y más sobresaliente de los

extranjeros

en la caravana de la vida

el mes pasado una navidad este año nuevo

nada en comienzo

una primavera que se acerca y gotas

frías que continúan sin rumbo en el

camino del olvido

mis hermanas y hermanos muchos que eran

y pocos que son

no hay culpa en un mundo frío

la vecina una caja de muerto inscrito yo

estaba aquí

en mi cuerpo tiembla mi alma pero en mi

mente guerrera mi última defensa

en mi holocausto de pesadilla me acerque 

a la vecina la caja sellada del

olvido

mi último tratado porfavor no estorben

mi descanso eterno

 

Copy (R)
Raphael G

03/24/13 2:44 AM

Apostle Paul or me ? (Thank you *--* )

2 Corinthians 12:7-10 is a passage where Paul has some profound things to say about the theme of strength in weakness. And I want us to begin by reading this passage.

 

(Paul the Apostle)

"to keep me from being too elated by the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from being too elated. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong".  

 

 

(me, a vessel)

If I’m weak in the flesh and yet chosen, ordain to do the powerful work’s of the spirit, then the spirit bears my weakness in the flesh. And if the spirit contends with my weakness I have become powerful. If the spirit actuates my life force, then I have overcome my greatest adversary. For it has become my strong-hold, in my contemptible state.

So being weak in the flesh, and contemptible...the spirit takes pleasure that I have fought a great battle in my extremities. Left for dead...died many times, yet powerful to on-looker’s, humble in understanding.

Internalized by my conflict, and much aware of how its utilized, weaponized against me, here again is my helper. The power over the spirit working it’s ancient secret formula. The flesh and weakness have become silent in their activities as the faith bears all, supports it all...that we have overcome and never left behind.

So what is asked of us ? We don’t indulge in the flesh or weakness, yet their ever present ! Does the helper take pleasure in our lowest point ? See for yourself, if He adopted us in our lowest point, certainly his goal would be to make us greater in our highest ! Men/Woman of little faith, how many times can a heart break, and how many times can it mend ? If He can see through all our short-unsightliness, why can’t we ?

Raphael G

Published on

4/14/17 7:01 PM

Lament (Please read it again)

    Lament for departed doll

Here once again I sit surrounded by creation. By a small stream of water that tell tales about my life's esteems that once were so plentiful and massive trees that reveal history. By musical bird’s that play haunting melodies, expressing their version of happiness. By laborious creatures that don't give up trying and a restless sunlight beaming on the leaves of where I shade.

Here I sit in the middle of nowhere all directions I look there's a road or a passageway someone once took, my heart desires to help but, who knows how far they stumble forth?

As I patiently sit observing my surroundings I saw a cat decorated in flashing colors distracted and even took no notice of me determine by her pains and a belly full of unborn kittens, she flagged by anxious about her where abouts.

Here in the middle of nowhere one comes to meditate and initiate contact with his creator. As I sat patiently a few cautious passers bye's managed to stroll along their path and I wandered!

I long to know and press ever forward too that extra mile to find a road or a path that can lead me to you. For every breath of air fills me with wonderful thoughts about you. Here I send you things a heart can do.

Everything in life is temporarily but the memories of you are everlasting. Your innocent smile brings joy to all low in spirit. Present yourself to me in ways unknown and I, will judge you righteous, for your ways are wonderful, beautiful, and charming. I'm the one who knows and will not give in trying to interpret them. For your ways, are signals to those who follow.

I have found my way towards you, with the little courage that resides me, and the valor I can summons from above. Truly I'm like a young lad in search of understanding, Like the birth of a new star awaiting acceptance, awaiting placing, seeking instruction, finding little hope, stumbling to reach hearts, and yet I weep, I joy, I endure, with many thanks for my very existence is a privilege.

Renew your friendship with me, just as the season compliments one another. Point my way out to the light again, lead my soul out of captivity, be the one to save me and I will be in debt to you forever. Compassion, mercy, reason, and love had a debate at the end they all gave way and rejoiced.

                               

(5/2-10/12-94)               BY: Raphael G

Published on

7/19/13 11:57 AM

© right

37 trillion ? we are awake ! (Debt is death trap) the last vintage bait of conditioned citizen

 Who pays the debt of a nation with 37 trillion in the hole ? Naturally it's citizens, but how about if that nation went into a great depression and started to milk it's citizens of it's total savings? Under a dictatorship some of the unthinkable has taken place, it's citizens rounded up for not paying into accrued debt and not complying with minimum of a down payment.

As the system goes into convulsions keep the eye simply, my global family and stay on mission. Don't be entice or be one of the gullible and sucker into temporally relief of a material world slowly decaying from within.

That new car...that new house...dreaming of long vacation...that new job with all the promising and strings attached.

Just image a student loan that will never be solvent, a new car 50k or 60K $$$ losing interest every year to point it becomes scrap iron ! A new home that will drive a person to the ground before it's to late and turning the time. And will say this who owns your mind and it's resources ? I'm afraid of what the devil can do at short sprint and that is good enough for him.

Keep your eyes on the prize and stay simple and on mission ! Don't give opportunities and shield all your defenses from knowledge already gained.

Let the light shine (Revised) *--*

 

 

Let (me) comfort you, my dear host-of-host...Holiest-of-Holiest.

I can recall how you felt cut to the heart as your covenant nation, which

you considered in Holy matrimony (figurative speaking).

They went astray and absorbed by other adulterous nations of phallic worship.

How through Abraham the faithful, your promise came into fruition and Jacob, blessed with twelve sons (twelve tribes) and how you organized the growing numbers of these. The Northern Kingdom and Southern Kingdom. The constant rivalry and treacherous acts of disobedience, the blood-letting of these offspring's. Yet your patience and everlasting love...kept you in mission and eye's on the prize, the greater outcome.

How you made calls after calls for their return,

How you appointed Kings 45 (forty five) in succession, 1117 B.C.E.(Saul first King).  In fulfillment of this kingdom covenant toward David, there followed a line of kings of Jerusalem all in the family line of King David. Counted from David’s kingship in Jerusalem in 1070 B.C.E. this kingdom with a dynasty of Davidic kings in Jerusalem lasted for 463 years, or till 607 B.C.E. So this means that, when we count from the year 1117 B.C.E., when the prophet Samuel anointed Saul as king over all Israel, the nation of Israel had visible kings for 510 years. However, Jehovah was the invisible King. of Davidic dynasty. Judges, Prophets, and finally your begotten son (Jesus) welcome reign, the finalist in succession.

You have overly extended, stretched the fruits of your Divine spirit, and undeserved-kindness.

I’m just a rogue (rough-man) of the nations, a pawn in the grand schemes of things…

I don’t fit your Saintly and Divine superlative yearns, but I will say this allow (me) to be a comforter, for those distressing calls not taken into account.

Your begotten son Jesus (welcome-reign) continued in the path of out-reach, to the nations tossed about  like  sheep's without shepherds. The heaviest of emotional sentiments poured like rain showers, Divine poetry alludes compassion beyond compare. How you wish to gather your personal property like a "hen gather's it’s chicks under it’s wing"...should I continue pressing the quality of your person ?

Jesus (welcome-reign) made good to reference your tireless work, and so he stated “if my father at work, so I’m at work.”

Through a selection of order, the Holy spirit commissioned Jesus (welcome reign) “son” and gave authority to bring about suitable vessels, for the final gathering. Til this day you have made (me) one of those selections.

I seek your presence once to often, and have not denied (me) access, this I well know!

It is through the expression that you have made right, so please make use of this vessel and hold nothing back, and take (me) home as you wish.

Allow (me) to reciprocate those distressing calls, yearns, signals and this slave be humbled at the least.

I don’t question your supreme authority or extreme, balanced power. I don’t need to see the waters divide, clouds of fire, great walls crumble, large armies defeated in one night, or Angel’s illuminate my darkest path.

You my dear have done charitable acts beyond my asking...in debt I shall be for life duration which is the eternal call.

Praised, laud, sanctify be your Holiest name (Jehovah=YHWH)

* Special quest (YHWH)


Rafael G Gonzalez
08/08/24

Early Blossom (Revised) *--*

            Early Blossom

In anticipation of early morning mist, curled up in her nest of twigs, twines, and thorns...evergreens, there lays dormant the most precious expression. Waiting the shift...daylight, nocturnal muse dazzles laughter through the air.

So whispered the jasmines, and so whispered the lilies, and so whispered the daffodils, and so whispered the rose (early blossom)...the tulips and carnations, gaily exchange of the guard!

Creation laud and praise the fine tuning of vibrational harmony, flower beds of color and fragrance chant, guide the foot-steps of invisible host.

Sunlight pierce the threshold of early blossom’ and so come to life, audience drunk in joy and laughter.

All the commotion invisible too the grounds keeper, all obvious to the host,

Sun-dance...rain-dance, songs of jubilee collaborate a kaleido-spectacle, only to the few ! Many are the blessings pouring her way, like rain showers to a special expression of delight...inspiringly awesome, Divinely crafted !

Seasons of change whither my presences...but between me and my host, vibrational harmony is root deep.

In the next resurrection early blossom, the garden shall play...and so whispered all creation in submission to a grand scheme.

Only the choicest is found lodging in GOD'S tent, and you're one of them.

A Divine host irreconcilable yearn to nourish the spark woven deep into the sacred spiral, for all expression to declare his glory. In the pipe-lines of life, remote in the sacred chamber God’s (YHWH) work shop, you are his love Joy ! His beloved child !

 

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

 

A host grand standing and qualities yet to reveal. 

 

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

Published on

4/10/17 1:56 AM

BY : Raphael G

Truth

                                             Truth

Let me rise with the words of truth,

Let me descend with the words of the same,

Give truth for breakfast,

Give 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 : Raphael G Blasini

 

 

Published on

1/12/18 7:24 PM

 

 

Written

8/13/25 8:24 AM

 

Rat race (Revised) be safe

 

Had bad day in the traffic this early evening...so please let go ! this rat race ! not use to such  type turmoil on a human being, I quit >}

I wanted to touch a little more on this subject matter. Most health problems start while and during the incubation period inside this encapsulation of a loaded weapon either way. Some can last a few years while other come to a sick bed everyday just to return into the next cycle of never ending health hazards and trauma. The human being is not meant to endure endless striping away of joy and true happiness and family, factors in which this become a main stay into life arrangement.

Some option to set-up shop near home and avoid this madness playing out in larger cities around the world and adjusting to a simpler life, but enjoying better health and quality of life. Some may even option to move where the action is better reasoning I can work 20 or 30 years then retire...but I say this, retire to what ? If there is anything left of that reason that started as a novel to the unlearned ?

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

A Bachelor's Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

BY: Raphael G

 

Published on

3/13/17 3:57 PM

 

Written the late 90's to sister Lori Fitch...no mistake between 2010 and 2013 !

 

Special Guest *--* always

 

Sovereign Lord Jehovah, bless be your name to time and time indefinite...who is the mere mortal to query your Divine creeds ?

 

What can it see, feel, touch and understand...that it reasons I’m powerful !

I have come to knowledge among the elites, among the wild beast in the fields, also gods on earth!

 

A mere buzz in the wind without guidance is his boast, narcissistic self-absorbed-abstract-mindset.

 

What would become of men without direction?

 

Could it navigate its way in the cosmos?

 

Could it ever reach infinity?

 

Can it hold destiny for thousands of years in a standstill ?

 

Can it weave/mend life in a microscopic form and predict, stage-cast its unique performance, gifts, expressions, and host Divine implants each with personalize touch ?

 

Magnificent is He and script writer, from the realms far, beyond and remote, I hold presence as a special guest.

 

Almighty and Divine...grant me a thousand years and keep the fire burning that which scorched me, I shall wait and upon my return fill those sweet chapters in secret you kept.

 

06/22/23

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Embodiment of love (allegory) very special @ least

 

There is no greater love then the love of sacrifice,

And I loved her the same,

 

Yet she couldn't get pass the fear of love,

 

for she knew it not,

 

in the absences of this love affair,

 

I summoned the ultimate sacrifice to show the way once more,

 

It kept (me) exhaustively waiting...and this it revealed !

 

Life and death is like a web, it is a fragile balancing act, yet to experience both is a 

 

blessing disguised in full display. This path is synonymous...one of the same,when   

 

the embodiment of love searches itself.  

 

 

No hay amor más grande que el amor del sacrificio, 

 

Y yo la amaba de la misma manera, 

 

Pero ella no podía superar el miedo al amor,

 

porque no lo conocía, en ausencia de esta historia de amor, 

 

Invoqué el sacrificio máximo para mostrar el camino una vez más, 

 

Me mantuvo esperando exhaustivamente... ¡y esto me reveló! 

 

La vida y la muerte son como una red, es un acto de equilibrio frágil, 

 

pero experimentar ambas es una bendición disfrazada en plena exhibición,

 

Este camino es sinónimo... uno de lo mismo, cuando la encarnación del amor se busca a sí misma.

* Special guest

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

09/01/24 315am

All By Myself (Eric Carmen)

 

Shalamar - Make That Move

 

Roberta Flack & Donny Hathaway - Back Together Again (Let's Dance Label #)

 

Tina

 

We are awake ! Estamos despierto ! *--* thank you

 

Jehová, Juez Soberano y justo del universo, 

Que tu corazón se desborde como una cascada fresca y turbulenta, 

Y que tu Divina voluntad se arraigue, en nuestra y querida hermana tu (hija) a quien tanto apreciamos

No te arrepientas de habernos elegido para estos momentos tan esperados y ansiados, 

Que con gran anhelo y determinación tu Santísima luz brille aún más, y que seamos practico en las tareas que nos has asignado,

 Haz de nosotros la primera opción y con una renovada esperanza, 

infunde en nosotros tus credos divinos y  tu selección de temas no ha fallado ni fallará,

Son piezas precisas de tiempo en tu reino celestial, 

bendito seas eternamente y santa persona,  

Llévanos a casa a la más pura adoración, 

donde encontramos nuestras consignas. 

Por favor, no nos prives de nuestros anhelos...porque queremos servir, 

 Envíanos...¡Envíanos con un espíritu renovador! ¡Envíanos!

 

Jehovah, Sovereign and just Judge of the universe, 

May your heart overflow with joy like a fresh and turbulent waterfall, 

And may your Divine will take root, and our beloved sister whom we cherish so much, 

Do not regret having chosen us for this long-awaited and anticipated moments,

With much longing and determination, may your most Holy light shine even brighter, and may we be well-practiced in your assigned tasks,

make of us first choice and with a renewal hope instill in us your Divine creeds,

your selection in subject matter has not and will not fail,

their like time pieces in your celestial realm, to indefinite blessed be you and saintly person,

takes us home to the purest of worship their we find our consignments, 

please do not deprive us of our yearns...because we want to serve,

send us...send us with a renewal spirit send us ! 

Published on

7/29/25 3:08 AM

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Aretha Franklin - Jump To It (Dj ''S'' Rework) (Let's Dance # Label)

 

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

 

SO in love

 

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

 

Always and Forever - Heatwave w/ Lyrics♫ (unforgiven)