Ignorance/La Ignorancia (Revised)

 

 

Insight has helped me to strengthen my columns of greater support,

Ignorance is the greatest device ever designed by Satan's subtle machinations against a compliant, gullible masses,

Ignorance is worse than a loaded weapon,

Ignorance breeds extremism, blind hatred, racism, nationalism, patriotism, feminism, machismo, rainbow pride and the most vile absences of human reasoning, headstrong stubbornness which is ruination.

Ignorance is worse than a missile, than an atomic bomb, or 'biological weapon prolonging in the air, than a dirty bomb with nefarious method and purposes,

that a virus without conscience,

that of unscrupulous science,

that of modified substance,

the poorly applied pharmacy,

worse than gene editing and manipulation (tinkering with the sacred spiral) for advancement, research of corrupt science and detriment of the specie.

that misguided obedience,

that of reinforced influence with intimidation apparatus (Blackmail) and personal gains, the overpowering of free will,

Ignorance has been one of the most hostile artifact and proponent through-out the human experience,

it is the most destructive spawn of the human being,

Ignorance defies all logic, all that is love and all offspring's and its fruits,

It is sacred to remain ignorant to the chains that heavily entangles and a snare to the master's we so masterly revere

 

La perpiscacia me ayudado reforzar mis columnas de mas soporte,

 La ignorancia es el mayor ardid jamás diseñado por Satanás mediante sutiles maquinaciones contra unas masas dóciles y crédulas.

 La ignorancia es peor que una arma de fuego,

 la ignorancia engendra extremismo, odio ciego, racismo, nacionalismo,  patriotismo, feminismo, machismo, orgullo del arco iris y las ausencias más vil del razonamiento, obstinación testaruda que es la ruina.

 La ignorancia es peor que un misil, que una bomba atomica, O' biologica prolongando en el aire,

 que una bomba sucia con methodo y propositos nefarios,

 que un viru sin conciencia,

 que la ciencia sin escrupulo,

 que la sustancia modificada,

 que la farmacia mal aplicada,

peor que la edición y manipulación (juguetiando con la espiral sagrada) de genes para el avance, estudio de la ciencia corrupta y en detrimento de la especie.  

que la obedencia mal guiada,

que la influencia reforzada con apparatos de intimidacion (chantaje) y ganancias personales, el dominio del libre albedrío,

 es el engendro mas destructivo del ser humano,

La ignorancia ha sido uno de los artefactos y defensores más hostiles de la experiencia humana,

 La ignorancia desafia toda la logica, todo lo que es amor y los frutos todovia no nacidos.  

 Es sagrado permanecer ignorante a las cadenas que fuertemente enredan y son una trampa para los maestros que tan magistralmente reverenciamos.

 02/07/23 01:06

Rafael G Gonzalez

Everlasting apologies II

 

 How painful things are,

and how painful things can be,

yet painful of all is the human experience as a whole,

each sorrows carries it's own tunes,

we can express that sentiment,

that feeling with great ease and at times releasing a destructive path,

like a raging mighty river,

self inflicting all goodness crushed, as blind like a binding attachment it could not let go,

that pain...that sentiment...fine tuned sorrows, that rage we so madly revere,

for the yearnings souls that which pain holds, 

the easily channeled coerced, set free the chains that binds and release the stagnant

energies and be reborn with a new image of everlasting acceptance,

my apologies for the things I didn't say,

and regrets for not being heard, may the words of truth stand it's trials.

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

5/3/25 3:03 PM

Rainbow

 If I could just write her name across the sky

Love shakes (me)

             I can't see why you flee (Shake me)...when my love is on a prayer

 

                In the sweetest of thought, I value you that much !

 

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Life's source (only one fits that model)

                                      Life source

Women are like the flower beds on the prairies,

they enhance the visual and stimulate the senses,

like peaks and curves of the mountain tops,

like the valleys and evergreen pastures...a delightful kaleidoscope of reflective 

lights that bounce back with charm  and inquisitive intrigues,

like a meadow in endless rejuvenation,

a waterfall in parched regions,

an oasis of never-ending want,

like shades and shadows tossed dancing dusk-to-dawn,

nocturnal roost daylight dew native and foreign visitor's fragrance chant,

sun-dance, rain-dance collaborate the seasons,

She is a kaleidoscope of charm and chant,

She is like a complex maze and puzzles, that lead to a wealth of findings and intrigue.

She is a continuous melody' that resonates like the pounding of my heart, through-out the day and night.

Like a fresh spring breeze that last many seasons,

She is like a cascade that echoes in water-less regions, bringing to life anything in it's path.

She stands alone in the presence of many, in silence she instructs her audience.

She is an inspiration of thoughts, a pool of resources.

a true gem that host the endless commotions in the eyes of a grand scheme, a perfectas love joy."


God almighty surely out did himself in creating a fine companion, for his first creative off-spring.
 
(C) Right
Raphael G

 

Published on

3/17/17 3:32 AM

Blessed

 

Purple Triangle

 

May your spirit fill us with holiness, courage and patience's, so that we can overcome the enemy.

The infamous slanderer that has cause great disturbance and has challenged our faith with countless schemes.

 

Give us insight into his treacherous acts to with-stand those machinations, Keep us in reserve for the final call, so that your Divine will take place timely and accordingly.

 

The true and faithful will not shrink when pressed beyond our means, we summons a higher power for those moments of glory to your honor.

 

Make us the strong rock, we ask in supplications and services to your Holy name. Deny us not this moment to shine as warrior’s for truth and faith, grant us these least of favors.

 

We’re not cowards, and bear witness of your Holy and Divine will. Instill into us the instrument for theocratic order with the seal of approval.

With perseverance and great endurance we, await your orders...with our eyes on the prize and on mission.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

image copy right JW.org

Welcome Reign * Special guest

 

I have never felt alone, as a matter of fact I’m very comfortable writing and expressing about the fruit's of the spirit which overshadows (me). In my years in absences, the ones missing (me), are the ones lacking insight and engaging the benevolent acts which are superlative to embrace just like the host, pure, strong to digest.

 

In years of absence, the bowl has never run empty and fruits for the picking. Now that my call is taking a new path and guided traction, my absence has not been in vain. When the subject (me) and presence (Host) never broke loose.

 

It’s not my time to boast, but I will say this your honor is unsurpassed, your boldness riddles me, your act of undeserved-kindness keep me in debt, your loyalty undisputed, my sweet dreams you have untied, you broke into my storage vault and guided my senses. I wish to keep writing to chase your heart, to cause and move your greatness...if that is eternity that's where my focus will to be.

 

I’m very eager in joining the ranks, with no ambitions, not seeking rewards, or position in the race. In the race we have a first prize-winner Jesus Christ, will we cross the finish-line ? We would love to see you there! My desire only a request that are personal and acceptable to the goal-keeper (Almighty God Jehovah-YHWH) host of host that is enough to fill (me), as I go about in paying my debt.

Image JW.org (C)

*YHWH

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

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....

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on

9/22/23 6:44 PM

asylum seeker's (Revised)

 

 * footnotes

 La consciencia bien entrenada debe resumir su postura,

El que es debil en espiritu tambien lo es fundamental en el alma,

El cuerpo occupado en asustos ajenos es una contienda para si mismo,

El pastor que favoreze a una oveja no apprecia a ninguna,

una lengua suerta y sin freno estralla mil veces,

un cuerpo en liderazgo de los supuestamente sabios pierde su funcion cuando menos se espera,

las mas grande de fortaleza's  abren sus puertas atraves del mero tiempo,

En un asilo de problemas de salud mental, sólo la sanidad puede liberarse,

Aquellos que exageran los resultados son los actores reaccionarios con poco espacio para maniobrar,

Mil años buscan la perfección, ¿quién entre los mortales podrá alcanzarla?

¡Los hombres débiles que  super imponen tal ley no han llegado a conocer a Dios!

El exceso de celos consume como un fuego salvaje y sus chispas propagan discordias que no son fáciles de extinguir.

 

A well-trained conscience must summarize its position,

 He who is weak in spirit is also fundamentally weak at the soul,

 A busy body preoccupied with other people's affairs is a struggle for itself,

 A shepherd who favors one sheep appreciates none,

 A loose and unbridled tongue breaks a thousand times,

 A body led by the supposedly wise loses its function when least expected,

 The greatest of fortifications open their doors through mere time,

 In a asylum of protracted misuse only sanity can break free,

those who exaggerate outcome are the reactionary actors with little space to maneuver,

A thousand years seeks perfection, who among the mortals can attain it ?

weak men who super impose such law have not come to know God !

being over zealous consumes like a wild fire and its sparks spread contention not easy to extinguish,
 

*Maybe by using a few picture some may get the meaning.

 Rafael G Gonzalez

03/15/25

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

Against all odds *

 

 

one day you may find the courage to level up

to find  within reach all things written

the few who dared against all odds

who poured the finest of treasures

the finest of gems

he who made you search deep in the four corners of that endless chasm

the one you mistaken...the one you took for granted...the one you pierced

the one who became a subject of endless debates

the one whom you planted doubts

the confidence you striped away

for your learning curves and purest of heart I disown myself

it is something we* had to do 

the unbridled exclamations I had to endured

my character assassinated and misplaced among the crowd...

the unlearned

and yes I may look uplifted and unfazed

there were times I wish to abandon all hope and disconnect

the lifeline of self consuming events 

yes a thorn I have remain like a natural hair follicle embedded of no cause

yet it matters not how many times its pulled out...it has it's own memory

I hope when you read this and it's not second hand writing

the spirit of Almighty God can stir and grant you the access

for unlocking those gifts well placed within those vaults.

*I don't expect anyone to draw a conclusive picture of what is being said, or what a weaver knits in a fragile web. "do not build on someone foundation, or destroy what one has not build, by doing so in the pauses of time, that which is built becomes a lodge and resting place for that allotted space.

 

I can't say no more ! 

Published on

5/24/25 7:35 AM

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

 

The last call (Revised)

 

Thank you Almighty sovereign LORD universal host, Divine and omnipresent,

Thank you for making (me) part of "the last call" 

for taking into consideration the good for anything subject riddled in contempt,

please allow (me) to invoke, praise, laud, worship, and sanctify your saintly person,

with every stroke of the ink pen I call and summons the supreme power structure,

the fruits of your spirit home in...chime in... and attributes of pure Divinity carries out a restless search,

let's stretch time' when was the last, that your abundance of undeserved kindness not besiege (me) ? 

When was the last...the search didn't reveal your heart's yearns ? I til these very moment have a love crush and this will be everlasting,

I have become the co-worker as the expression race through my soul to write, pen down 

these vibrational drives that overcome "a draft pick" still in the earliest stages of your craftsmanship,

your much to kind...this much I know and for the good of all I deserve it not,

my sleep is light and my heart heavy...that allotted space has been very comforting and the events speaks for themselves,

I'm looking forward in filling those gaps and with your Divine guidance we shall overcome,

dream weaver, reveal and cast your intrigues and fill (me) with the hopes of my heart contempt's,

hold my hand and in the wings love...take (me) home, take (me) home.

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

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

3/12/25 6:13 AM

 

 

Almighty and Charitable (Revised)

 

 

 

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

of your charitable person,

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

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

In the regrettable abyss you grant the least of calls,

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

 force can attain,

I have come to know your statues, 

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

your stronghold will not release,

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

Bless be you to time indefinite,

 

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

de tu persona caritativa,

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

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

en el abismo lamentable concedes la menor de las llamadas,

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

he llegado a conocer tus estatus,

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

tu fortaleza no me liberará,

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

Bendito seas hasta el tiempo indefinido,

Rafael G Gonzalez

 12/05/24

Miracle of Life (Revised)*

 As dedicated bible-based (prophecies) researcher I have been fascinated and intrigued by the great resource work it really is...this wonderful time piece(Holy Book)can set the stage for all kinds of fact finding and guide to many topics. From science,archeology,history,family,genealogy,health,civil law; it's certainly an endless master work of infinite uncontested wisdom. I have included reference text to accompany this video as a compliment...since the miracle of life' rekindle and touches the fiber of every spiritual conscious able human being.

*The original film was narrated in part in Islam,the BBC owner had it remove on copy right laws.So here is the film again whom ever narrates it...I have zero affiliates with neither one.*

The original video was removed on copy right issues...it was quite amazing from conception to birth...and all the wonder.

• (Job 10:8) Your own hands have shaped me so that they made me In entirety round about, and yet you would swallow me up.
• (Job 31:15) Did not the One making me in the belly make him, And did not just One proceed to prepare us in the womb?
• (Psalm 22:10) Upon you I have been thrown from the womb; From the belly of my mother you have been my God.
• (Isaiah 46:3) “Listen to me, O house of Jacob, and all YOU remaining ones of the house of Israel, YOU the ones conveyed [by me] from the belly, the ones carried from the womb.
• (John 3:4)Nic·o·de′mus said to him: “How can a man be born when he is old? He cannot enter into the womb of his mother a second time and be born, can he?”
• Psalm 19:1) The heavens are declaring the glory of God; And of the work of his hands the expanse is telling.
• (Psalm 92:5) How great your works are, O Jehovah! Very deep your thoughts are.
• (Psalm 104:24) How many your works are, O Jehovah! All of them in wisdom you have made. The earth is full of your productions.
• (Psalm 111:2) The works of Jehovah are great, Searched for on the part of all those delighting in them.
• (Job 10:11) With skin and flesh you proceeded to clothe me And with bones and sinews to weave me together
  
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• (Ecclesiastes 11:5) Just as you are not aware of what is the way of the spirit in the bones in the belly of her that is pregnant, in like manner you do not know the work of the [true] God, who does all things.
• (Job 1:21) and say: “Naked I came out of my mother’s belly, And naked shall I return there. Jehovah himself has given, and Jehovah himself has taken away. Let the name of Jehovah continue to be blessed.”
• (Job 10:18) So why from a womb did you bring me out? Could I have expired, that not even an eye could see me,
• (Psalm 127:3) Look! Sons are an inheritance from Jehovah; The fruitage of the belly is a reward.

It is not without good reason that Psalm 104:24 says: “How many your works are, O Jehovah! All of them in wisdom you have made. The earth is full of your productions.”


*Published : 12/3/12 3:03

One longest standing video in the blog and much visited. Thank brother bring it back !

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

Motherly Rescued

Motherly rescued

There is a time when man looses hope and inspiration, he finds very little comfort in his surroundings,

He somehow manages to stay afloat in the environment in which he chooses to reside.

Life to him is not so important as he ponders the effects of death, man goes and carry on his relentless pursue in finding meaning to his life,

He encounters beauty in the world where the earth is constantly being destroyed of God's purpose's, and still memories rekindle his vision about where to start again in the journey for honor, respect, loyalty, horsemanship.

Man have a sense of awareness, he knows about all things and spirituality is his greatest call, he rekindles and reaffirm...himself because of his adversaries have torn away his last strong hold, but yet his spirit is uplifted from others whom he see's as himself.

There is a cry louder than heaven it reaches God's throne, God is a just God, he hears our whispers also our thoughts, nothing goes unnoticed in the web He wove.

If man calls on God, he must not fear life or death, these two go hand to hand with his purpose.

Night follows day and day follows night a paradox, filled with meaning and disguise.

If we man or women call on Him, it will require a great sacrifice from those whom call on him. Some day ones faith will save him or challenge his or her devotion. 

 

Life is a privilege it holds many wonders, surprises, intrigues, fascinations, and a world of untold riches of spiritual gifts, eternity and God's blessings so as to marvel at his creation.

A man is God's image, women are an extension of God's tender side of compassion, I wish God was my mother to really understand my greatest want! 

 

Someday a door will open and many will be called, I hope to find the true warriors at the other side. 

 

Someday a call will empower me to venture forth as a spiritual warrior for God Almighty. Man for now yearn to find hope and inspiration to move hand and hand with God's choir.

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Sept.97 

 

 

Published on

3/3/17 12:30 AM

Rejoice or weep

                        DAYS FOR REJOICE AND WEEPING

The nomads rejoice when they see newly land,

The elder widow rejoice when it sees newly weds,

The new born cries because of future sorrow,

The peasant rejoice when he sees the rainy season,

The married couple are sad, because her sterile womb can't

produce,

The criminal is guilty of a crime it doesn't understand,

Low in spirit is the heart breaker for he has lost his touch.

The poor and the rich have embarked in a race, they both will greet in the end.

The days are long, the nights are short, life passes by and so does our dreams.

There are times, things we most hope on, comes and crushes the expectation of what could have been but isn't.

I look around to comprehend the seasons, each one brings a message, even the wind tells about the future.

I stared at the birds, to listen to their interpretations, they cry and weep, rejoice and reflect of what brings the next day.

At times what causes us to be or not to be, depends on how much thought one gives to the matter.

Give a day to reason, give a day to understanding, give a

day to patience, give a day to happiness, give a day to love, give a day to peace, and a day to rest,

so you may see the pain of labor, and the sorrow of ruins.

Sometimes I'm viewed as cruel, tasteless, cold, mechanical, misplaced, but inside of me, outflows of tears overcome me, because of what has become of this world.

BY: Raphael G

 

Spring 94 

Espinas/Thorns (Revised) II

 

Si la espina es fisica O' de otros aspectos rudimentario ciertamente no lo es en lo espiritual,

 

y para esto tengo securidad, intervencion Divina...que no me deja caer paso a paso del camino.

 

No pido que se aleje O' que se aparte...porque estoy conciente que me es util si soy digno de vencer la causa, opprovio elusivo con grandes man~as, disen~os, esquemas, con apartos especificos para la subconciencia.

 

A veces de sorpresas...y a veces directa, forman un consortio de lo que es la programacion ingenia social y la vulnerable de la sicologia humana.

 

Todo ser humano nacido O' por nacer estamos bajo una estrategia superlativa que subestima el subrevivir de una especie, y un milagro Divino.

 

Apegate a un ser Divino conocido en el pasado y presente como Dios (Jehovah, YHWH) con todas tus fuerzas, recoursos, habilidades y expresion innata. Que sus energias, vibraciones, frequencias le sean una cancion eterna.

If the thorn is physical or of other aspects rudimentary (not fully developed) certainly is not in the spiritual,

 

and for this I have security, Divine intervention... that does not let me fall step by step of the road.

 

I don't ask it to walk away or to step aside...(thorn)

 

For I am conscious that it is useful to me if I am worthy of overcoming the cause, elusive disguise with great schemes, designs, tricks, with specific target for the subconscious.

 

sometimes of surprises... and sometimes direct, they form a consortium of what is social engineering, programming and the vulnerability of human psychology.

 

Every human being born or yet to be born is under a superlative strategy that underestimates the sub-survival of a species, and a Divine miracle.

 

Attach yourself to a Divine being known in the past and present as God (Jehovah, YHWH) with all your strength, abilities and innate expression. May your energies, vibrations, frequencies be an eternal song to him.

 

 Published on

2/2/23 12:26 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Sacred journey

 

 The emotional mask or veil of the pass is slowly being removed and the new you, forming the trust through that new awakening.

You acquiesce no trials or pressures, just a call that keeps the engine running and the fine tuning like a distress call, that your vibrating at a different level.

your not running from pass fears or moments that triggers upsetting response, the focus shifts and there are new chapters in blank pages to fill.

seek the moments and test the arrangements without words for cause, what ever is in the air that is worth engaging, make use of all knowledge gained and summons the highest power that which seeks and shapes that new path.

How many times do we break and how many times do we mend ? 

Life is like stitching and knitting...but we never give up on the call. As a filament that traverse in our holy path in the sacred journey of what is Divine, something will shake our deepest reserve that we are not alone. 

turn to Almighty God and see how troubled the enemy becomes ! 

give generously from your acquired gains, and the reserves that sat stock-piled for the moments to transition into that self assured purposeful call.

in the stillness, quietness, calmness ever enduring and patient, we give back to our Divine host all that which is rightfully his own.

in this order all that is sacredly guided to the highest power cries out Almighty God (YHWH) take me home...take me home.

Hebrews chapter 11 a resurrection awaits all those of faith, who defeated death, and their temporary absence had no authority over their eternal presences. As they await a promise to return from their resting place. In the hands of Almighty God their soul's recalled to memory and their works honored.

I wish we could one-day meet those challenges,

 Rafael G Gonzalez 

Published on

5/11/25 8:45 PM

 

 

 

 

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Whom you maybe thank you for being there and showing up, I really mean that !

When does a heart breaks ?

 

I can feel you energize and power up, between the great divides your more then a match,

starlight and beyond, a day in finest theatrics showcase what is truly Divine,

I can feel your harm embrace,

your celestial chariot ever moving in a synchronized way,

it won't be long before I join the rest,

there be a call that fills in so many ways, 

a void so hollow, your tear drops from-heavenly realms wash away,

I learnt a new song and on the way home, you carried (me) like a weightless feather

and I praised and praised,

in the deepness of true love there can't be any pain, and if there be pain it's called the greatest of joy,

your whole person is the attire of the highest love and there is no equal,

the insensible have deviated from the true expression and feel hurt at the sight of love, yet I seek it because of you,

your cause stretch beyond the visible cosmos and human activities are shameful at the least,

foolish mortals is what I make of their distractions and shower them with the greatest of feelings, so they can cast themselves out of the lot and remain ill and foolish. 

I wish hypocrisy would take a deep dive into a low well, and never again seek my presences,

May your Divine person pace with (me) and it's shadow in full guard embrace, yet we in love...a slave chase a master's treasure...a heart, a song take (me to the promise, take me home.

 Rafa EL G Gonzalez 

Published on

4/12/25 10:31 PM

 

* I took my lovely mother to the memorial on this day, in the morning she was witnessing to others in a street campaign. A few weeks later was her last birth-date 04/30/25 as she became terminally ill. she passed away to the hands of a great comforter.

 

So yes, my hearts breaks all the time.