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 poems 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

 

Embodiment of love (allegory) * Revised

 

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

Internal conflicts (Revised)

  I will speak truth that is alien to man, so that the conscientious alarm carrying out it's internal conflicts, can set the stage for an awaken new self. If I can be that guide in my own struggles, then I can truly be free. 

And when I say free, it's not on my own accord, but by a new set of virtues absent of pass yearnings for the revelations to a higher state of conformity. Disowning the self is letting go completely all that which has been a hindrance, and embarking on a continuance journey of reparation and restoration of that newly acquire calling of awareness,

Being conscience of these out of body exchanges is an overgrowth of collective assignments in life's journeys and alignment with the internal conflicts. It becomes the life long experience and duration, that can become a question of selection and not chance. How many of us at one time or another felt like life affairs had no alignment with the internal conflicts ?

 Our daily routines (life affairs) and conscience (internal conflicts) were at odds with each other, being that the call was placed on (me) and me not on the call. I feel singled out and privileged that the implants in form of conscientiousness can't be dismissed. The expression woven deep, hammered into our DNA by means beyond  human understanding is awakening, vibrating, seeking it's new path and focused with a revived charge to spark.

In retrospect what is internal (conscience) become external (life affairs) and we engage the exchange with the freedom of purest invocation of that new self. So we carry on as light bearers, illuminating the darkest path in the most subtle substitution of enigmatic shades, light and darkness.

A mind...A heart...A conscience...A spirit... all encapsulated in a contraption of fresh and bones with these I'm suited to make spiritual warfare, and theocratic order !

Praise and sanctify the Almighty God (YHWH)

Diré la verdad que es ajena al hombre, para que la alarma consciente que lleva a cabo sus conflictos internos, pueda preparar el escenario para un nuevo yo despierto. Si puedo ser ese guía en mis propias luchas, entonces podré ser verdaderamente libre.

Y cuando digo libre, no es por mi propia voluntad, sino por un nuevo conjunto de virtudes ausentes de anhelos pasados ​​por las revelaciones a un estado superior de conformidad. Desconocer el yo es dejar ir completamente todo lo que ha sido un obstáculo y embarcarse en un viaje continuo de reparación y restauración de ese llamado recién adquirido de conciencia.

Ser consciente de estos intercambios fuera del cuerpo es un crecimiento excesivo de las tareas colectivas en los viajes de la vida y la alineación con los conflictos internos. Se convierte en la experiencia y la duración de toda la vida, que puede convertirse en una cuestión de selección y no de azar.

¿Cuántos de nosotros en un momento u otro sentimos que los asuntos de la vida no estaban alineados con los conflictos internos? Nuestras rutinas diarias (asuntos de la vida) y nuestra conciencia (conflictos internos) estaban en desacuerdo entre sí, siendo que el llamado estaba puesto en (mí) y yo no estaba en el llamado. Me siento singularizado y privilegiado de que los implantes en forma de conciencia no puedan ser descartados. La expresión entretejida profundamente, martillada en nuestro ADN por medios más allá del entendimiento humano está despertando, vibrando, buscando su nuevo camino y enfocándose con una carga renovada para encender.

En retrospectiva, lo que es interno se vuelve externo y nos involucramos en el intercambio con la libertad de la invocación más pura de ese nuevo yo. Así que continuamos como portadores de luz, iluminando el camino más oscuro en la sustitución más sutil de sombras enigmáticas, luz y oscuridad.

Una mente... Un corazón... Una conciencia... Un espíritu... todo encapsulado en un artilugio de huesos y piel fresca con estos soy apto para hacer guerra espiritual y orden teocrático!

Alabado sea y santifique al Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH)

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

11/3/24 8:44 AM

True love joy (Revised) *

Almighty God (YHWH) has a majestic garden that resembles nothing on earth !

 

Cosmos flowers

 True love joy (Revised) *

 

Guard her like a force-field of protection, build a shield around her encampment

 

guide her foot-steps as of the fine-tuning of the cosmos

 

she is truly love-joy and beyond

 

Where can I go and not find her, what have you done O’ Almighty and Divine...what are your sublime charms up to, why have you kept (me) restless?

 

Eternity keeps watch over such fineness, in love eternity has fallen

 

I will live or die trying, she is your slave girl and with greater eagerness I give chase to energies embracing energies

 

grant (me) access so that those chapters you so sweetly keep and cause your saintly person to shake and vibrate, renew and exchange

 

the purest dynamic power is found at the core, who has gained access and who have you favored, and what are your choicest ?

 

A date I have with eternity in love, and superlativeness as gifts bestowed.

 

* Special guest

 

Published on

10/1/24 3:44 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

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

True Love on trial (Revised)

 

True 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 !

 

El amor verdadero pasó una corta sesión en las cortes mundanas, 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

 

 

 

 

 

The lesser/the precious (Global Family)

 

 

 

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

The Conscience (Global Conscience)

            https://soundcloud.com/ralph-g-warcloud/the-conscience

"My only friend, counselor, and second in command,
the only voice that speaks to me on a regular basis with zero bias, I never feel alone with its presence. The conscience yearns and suffers with those of conscientiousness, as for those absent  of conscience, their pain is suffering the limitations of their exploits.
The black clouds...eternal stain, the bottomless contrived, the ever present weaver of mischievousness, bridges that burn, souls that yearn, the stare that pierce the soul, the cries that molest my deep sleep, and the eternal alarm that never seems to flee."

            
If one is conscious, one is awake, alert, aware, one searches for something that fills voids. An individual seeks a treasure in the same matter, life saving knowledge is reserved for those yearning and sighing for greater revelation in their internal conflict. Yes the conscious is an internal conflict being carried out by your divine implants, our father loves his children, this self guiding exchange is ever present...why not seek it and stop the obstructions.

Consciousness awake and rise from the deep slumber, express that which has been asleep for the final trial and judgement,
Instruct the idleness and stagnant energies to transform that able body,
become a friction to all resistance, opposition to what is truly  Divine,
Create a corridor like a dividing wall and channel all that which is fruitful and just cause,
shrink not to the adversary, his power is dimming even in it's total darkness,
herald in awareness so many can nourish the spark of hope,
Summons all that is Holy and Divine, praise and laud "The Almighty God (YHWH) Jehovah, and prove the arch enemy has failed.

I'm not your enemy Oh Almighty one' just merely a benefactor of your great benevolence, I ride the wind on behalf of your directions, I breathe this substance that energizes every cell in my contemptible state of folly and ignorance.Why would you hold such blindness to your stature? Allow me to serve out your time in the space allotment! Did you not received me with jubilee when I first cracked open the sacred chamber? Why do I perceive the Spirit in retrieval?

What has happened to my dreams of delight, where sons hold their father's hand and feel a sense of security! Were you not the master craftsman whom put words of meaning in my mouth? Shall we journey together or should I perish in the hands of tomb-robbers? and body snatchers! They plot against the Most Holiest day and night, my soul feels devastation from the twisted views, let me fight on your side Oh mighty warrior! Was I not the last out of a great crowd? and did you not plan my exit well? I was my mother's birthday gift, she was in a blissful joy in labor pains...you have rewarded her well.

Are you not the one referenced in your own writings, with extended hands, making invitations and selections? Then allow me to fatten myself for a little while until the final call, in the banquet table!
Let the anointment and sacrifice take place as you so wish...but permit me to honor the Most High God and Holiest of Holiest.

Raphael G

 

Jun 28, 2015

Flower of Holy Spirit (Revised)

 

Egret flower

To the devastation's of war and famine that follows right behind like the four rider's of apocalyptic scene's no human can embrace in a right mind set. There will always be a more serene vision for the oppressed and less fortunate. They shall rise with wings of phoenix and from the ashes deconstruct the instruments of hatred, and be the most blessed for their steadfastness in hope of exchange.

I feel completely at ease and I'm not just jiving that through-out life's challenges, ordeals I wouldn't have enjoyed the way it has transformed and created the other half which I been longing for. I can truly express fully the whole person molded and placed in reserves for the greater awakening.

How do I see (me) a man to be held in contempt or a man for the greater works ?

Almighty God (YHWH) is my witness...and so here I'm

Consciousness awake and rise from the deep slumber, express that which has been asleep for the final trial and judgement,

Instruct the idleness and stagnant energies to transform that able body,

become a friction to all resistance, opposition to what is truly Divine,

Create a corridor like a dividing wall and channel all that which is fruitful and just cause, shrink not to the adversary, his power is dimming even in it's total darkness,

herald in awareness so many can nourish the spark of hope,

Summons all that is Holy and Divine, praise and laud "The Almighty God (YHWH) Jehovah, and prove the arch enemy has failed.

All things kept secret find no use for those searching the light, as for the expression it becomes ostracized and a villain for making available secrets to posterity and observing righteous growth ! All things kept in obscurity is repugnant, and all things that arts darkness is a miscarriage of Divine Justice.

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.
If I boast it's certainly not the same way others may see it fit, and if my boasting creates some kind of friction, I boast even greater, because through the operations of the Holiest-of-Holiest my person is being manifest in weakness and tribulations for the betterment of those who feel left behind...and certainly its not my cause.

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.

 

04/15-30/24

 

 

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,
 

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

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

God's (YHWH) outlaw

 

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....

 

Es una carga pesada decir la verdad, pero no lo suficientemente pesada como para separarme de ella. Los innumerables intentos han sido inútiles y mucho contraproducentes, incluso si eso significa la muerte, que sea honorable, por esto he sido llamado.

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

9/22/23 6:44 PM

Lost Cause *

                                           

                                                   Lost cause

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

BY : Raphael
02/08/17

Ancient Persia (Revised)

 

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

 

Cyrus Cylinder

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

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

Published on

2/4/25 8:17 AM

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Eternal Crush (Revised)

 

 Jehovah God Almighty and Divine is my eternal crush,

There can not be any other parties between us,

We shall hold hands together and on the wings of love, (He) carries me home for the duration of that sublime sentiment,

I shall write and sing melodies, and from out of the deeps introduce new songs for the assembly, gatherings for the faithful,

Love and pain are equally matched, and there's nothing but love-joy...jubilation,

Birth pains are like disquieting storms and the finest theatrics in melodies they chant,

In patience I wait and my heart race like a meteor chasing across the mid-night skies.

I constantly inform you about her pleasantness and desire to make her our choice !

10/04/24 The perfect ten !

* Special guest!

Divine schemes * Special guest (Revised)

 

May your Divine schemes look upon (me), and never depart from (me), may it take deep root as far as the earth's core.

 

Grant the courage and access to view your commands, mandates, as the blessings already present in gifts and charitable works of your hands.

My heart is heavy for you,

 

Allow (me) to fight the good fight until my soul slowly wear's out (dims) and through dynamic energy replenish and recycle for those greater moments not yet seen.

 

If dreaming is the counterfeit of reality...I boast even greater, for what you have made material it truly fits well.

 

Truly you're my God (Jehovah) the Almighty and Divine, host-of-host...and among the countless god's, they remain impotent, powerless and a shame to look upon. I have made you my strong-hold and summons that supreme authority to seize what is rightfully yours.

Almighty and Divine is my God and shield I have witnessed his works, and in the long run what can you gain unless access granted ? What befalls the rich and so-called powerful is a shame from distance glance.

 

Que tus esquema Divinos, tus planes Divinos me miren y nunca se aparten de mí, que echen raíces profundas hasta el núcleo de la tierra.

 

Concede la valentía y el acceso a ver tus mandamientos, mandatos, como las bendiciones ya presentes en los dones y obras caritativas de tus manos.

 

Mi corazón está pesado por ti,

 

Permíteme pelear la buena batalla hasta que mi alma se desgaste lentamente (se atenúe) y a través de energía dinámica, reponga y recicle para esos momentos más importantes que aún no se han visto.

 

Si el soñar es la falsificación de la realidad... Me jactaré aún más, porque lo que has hecho material realmente encaja bien.

 

En verdad eres mi Dios (Jehová), Todopoderoso y Divino, hueste de huestes... y entre los innumerables dioses, ellos permanecen impotentes, sin poder y es una vergüenza mirarlos.

 

Te he hecho mi fortaleza y convoco a esa autoridad suprema para que se apodere de lo que es sumamente su derecho.

 

 Todopoderoso y Divino es mi Dios y mi escudo. He presenciado sus obras, y a la larga, ¿qué se puede ganar si no se concede el acceso? Lo que les sucede a los ricos y a los que se consideran poderosos es una vergüenza a simple vista.

 

*  YHWH

Published on

10/10/24 12:33 PM

 

 

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Kintsugi (mend the broken) Revised

 

There are moment's hard  to absorb,

and moment's that absorb completely,

moments like a screeching, screaming felt in the throat, 

and moment's I left for mute,

yet a battlefield of contention's fill my soul,

my dearest I couldn't touch, has left the greatest scream lodged in my throat,

once again the saddest of moment's the inactivity of my yearns,

the brother I so much love ...the family in full embrace, the moment's I deeply hold,

mend my broken pieces...Almighty and Divine (Blessed) and Blessed greater the aching heart's of families torn apart,

soften the transitional path we must cross together and fill every hard breath of sighing with love-joy and jubilation,

comfort in the wings of love and protect, shield our beloved ones.

the revised version of all that is spoken...ask all the nations that have contended with the Almighty God (YHWH) and see for yourself how they fared ? and I have witnessed his gran mercies, undeserved kindness, how he heals beyond repair and brings back the broken into a state of extreme comfort.

What should I say ? Take me home with those who have received a moments touch, the internal healing and those in trying times stayed the course, in faith...prayers...under tribulations and the countless fronts that line-up against a small flock of men/woman that remain resolved against such questions.

What should I say ? praise him, and praise him while we can !

 

Praise and laud the Almighty God,

Hay momentos difíciles de absorber, 

y momentos que absorben completamente, 

momentos como un chillido, un grito que se siente en la garganta, 

y momentos que dejé en silencio, 

sin embargo, un campo de batalla de contiendas llena mi alma, 

mi ser más querido que no pudo tocar, ha dejado el grito más grande alojado en mi garganta, 

una vez más, el momento más triste, la inactividad de mis anhelos, 

el hermano que tanto amo... la familia en pleno abrazo, los momentos que sostengo profundamente, 

repara mis pedazos rotos... Todopoderoso y Divino (Bendito) y Benditos más los corazones doloridos de las familias destrozadas, 

suaviza el camino de transición que debemos cruzar juntos y llena cada respiración difícil de suspiros con amor, alegría y júbilo, 

consuela en las alas del amor y protege, protege a nuestros seres amados. Alaben y ensalcen al Dios Todopoderoso,

la versión revisada de todo lo que se ha dicho...pregunten a todas las naciones que han contendido con el Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH) y vean por ustedes mismos cómo les fue. Y yo he sido testigo de sus grandes misericordias, bondad inmerecida, cómo sana sin posibilidad de reparación y devuelve a los quebrantados a un estado de consuelo extremo. 

 ¿Qué debo decir? Llévenme a casa con aquellos que han recibido un toque momentáneo, la sanidad interna y aquellos que en tiempos difíciles se mantuvieron firmes, en la fe... oraciones... bajo tribulaciones y los innumerables frentes que se alinean contra un pequeño rebaño de hombres/mujeres que permanecen decididos contra tales preguntas. ¿Qué debo decir? ¡Alaben, y elogien mientras podamos!

Published on

1/13/25 7:39 PM

 Rafael G Gonzalez

Bridges (Revised)

Since very young years, I have embraced an alien concept, where men/woman...woman/men shared the same language. A language of peace, love and harmony...a pure language, where bridges and its many channels below are crossed effortlessly, charts and compass...the pure language.

A transmission medium highly synchronized, its frequencies fine-tuned to capture vibrational pauses and serene silence. If there is such a thing I shall find it !

Love is not bound by special interest, its infinite in its quest to bridge an innate feeling...of compassion, mercy, kindness, long suffering, a spirit of giving and not receiving. 

 

It may be blind but, not lost...lost but finds the way. It is committed to the object it holds so dear, if a sacrifice is needed, it offers the last expression of endearment as an act, superlative to all submissions to an undefined riddle few will ever go beyond. 

 

Love is a redeemer, an ancient light who has pour it's shadow bestowing humanity with great signs of the same. The truly brave are a strong link to the fallen, yet love covers all.

It is a shaky bridge...but love covers all, love and faith are steadfast, unmovable. One can work the same formula through the spirit; there one can access what is superlative.

 Raphael G

 Sat May 13, 2017

Odds/Oppositions (Revised)

 The odds or opposition, it matters not the busy bodies in a consortium of ill guided counsel. The traditions of antiquated hindrance that herniated all aspects that are truly of good nature.

Why step in an arena that is truly a novelty to the unlearned. Why not rebuilt the sagging image that drags all that which is fruitful.

Those who are guided by the spirit live by spirit and there is no corruption. Those with a well trained conscience give a thorough and complete witness before a host that is pure, saintly, benevolent, and sway nor bend to wishes of hearts and souls in detestable reasoning's. 

In conclusion do not destroy what you haven't built, and stay busy on your own affairs, that way that which is built becomes a lodge and resting place for a moments pause.

If you fear (me) and what I write, when the real fear arrives, and the shadow enemy makes the calls you will embrace it with greater eagerness ! And you have !

Is it sacred to remain ignorant to the chains/shackles that heavily entangles and a snare, the master's we so masterly revere !

Si temes (a mí) y a lo que escribo, cuando llegue el verdadero miedo y el enemigo en la sombra  los llamados lo abrazarás con mayor afán!

¡Es sagrado permanecer ignorante de las cadenas/grilletes que enredan pesadamente y son una trampa, y los maestros que tan magistralmente reverenciamos!

 * Special guest

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Published on

10/3/24 12:58 AM

Victory Song "we shall overcome" *

 

 

Take me home in victory and triumphant in all gratitude deprive not my life’s sojourn to serve out the allotment time and with meaningful aperture into the New World.

Let me, taste the expression of promise and the words of a loyal King. Life holds all meaning if we can cause the enemy of the Almighty God to slip with the little of expression he leaned on,

being the lesser was not on equal terms when we have guidance and power over the spirit through the Mightiest-of-Mightiest eternal host,

It wont be long before this wretched and decaying system goes into convulsions for a long awaited over-haul, and the victory song “ We shall overcome” and “take me to the promise” as we march ever forward with renewed strength and greatest of hope.

I can see the new horizon coming into view and it never looked so touching to glance at a distance and moments of pause,

There is a great crowd and a vast mixed company of parade-marchers moving steadfast and forward, with an army of light bearer’s in witnessing to the Celestial host (Jehovah God and welcome reign). So remain focus and “keep the eyes on prize and stay on mission” I be there with with you or die trying that is the call.

My greatest of LOVE is when I open my eye’s and see you there, in vows and oath...I can only hope we can hold hands together and eternity in LOVE embrace.

“Only fear Jehovah, and you must serve him in truth with all your heart; for see what great things he has done for you.”—1 Sam. 12:24.

Praise, laud, sanctify the Almighty God Jehovah (YHWH).

* Special guest

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

10/7/24 6:25 AM