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Saturday, June 28, 2025

YHWH slave girl *--*


 


Those who say you can’t, I say knowing you is better !
 

Who are you ? Who are those that speak like unlearned...men/woman, addressing a supreme power structure, belittling the highest and Divine.

Who has giving you access to peer into those columns of power ? They offend and have pieces (bits) of understanding, reasoning, and insight !

So I say this, knowing you is better and level up to my agitated spirit...I must silence their activities so they can utter greater and wiser chants.
 

Almighty and Divine, ancient of old, eternity pursues, follows you...How glorious is your kingdom ? What powers you hide ? What secrets you keep ?

Break into her dreams (vaults), guide her senses, sooth her spirit and direct those thoughts to align in continuity with your superlatives harmonious notes. Mold the potter's vessel to your own measurements...finest choice.
 
Saintly and Divine (Jehovah) bless be your name to time indefinite to time indefinite...breach into her rhythms, frequencies, pauses, and create a safe and free zone of never ending want to chase, sanctify your holiness.
 
Your slave girl, is a young resourceful subject with well bred credentials. Watch over her curiously well, relay your intrigues...net her activities in a force-field of protection, grant her your highest favors, unconditional love.


 * Special guest!

Expand-this-vessel Clic here !

White-and-Yellow-roses Clic here !


Rafael G Gonzalez

06/07/23

Friday, June 27, 2025

Special guest II (Revised) *--*

 

One can refer to this as a superlative song ! 

Pipe-lines-of-life Clic here !

Eternity-in-love *--* Clic here !

Expand this vessel *--*  Clic here !

 

I have missed her like a fleeting spring breeze of many seasons,

Her absences has become a memorial stamped in my soul,

I'm under the good impression that these forces will merge if there be a Divine will,

A call is heard and it's not your average day-break,

in places I have not known a hang-over of moments (Experiences) pass replace the void I eagerly embrace to often,

what stands against these verses have never expand the superlativeness/excellence's of a quality so Divine,

yes, in life's journeys...truth, loyalty, and love are the sojourner's in the invisible presences it can no longer deny,

If I seek a comforter its a hollow void, and in these thoughts that emanate from the profound deep....certainly are my guide,

I must continue pressing forward until one totally consumes me, (the hollow void or her presence),

as touching as it may seem, not so touching the absence, presences and all encompassing, that is God's slave girl that we hold so dear,

Our hearts are an open portal for your access, only a few in a selection and you one of them,

 Until my heart gives up it's beats/rhythm...I shall praise God's (YHWH) finest of expressions, that reside and dwell deeply woven in the pipe-lines of life,

She lights up the house of God like a lamp stand, and her smile a thousand color spectrum and millenniums of love joy,

From what stockpile of those energies you released her, and after the fine-tuning what draft orders are in place ? Please answer (me) this ?

Praise and laud the Almighty God (YHWH)...just praise him !

Please allow (me) to worship the Holiest-of-Holiest !

 

La he extrañado como una brisa primaveral fugaz de muchas estaciones,

Su ausencias se han convertido en un memorial estampado en mi alma,

Tengo la buena impresión de que estas fuerzas se fusionarán si hay una voluntad Divina,

Se escucha un llamado y no es un amanecer común,

en lugares que no he conocido, una resaca de momentos (experiencias) pasado reemplazan el vacío que abrazo con entusiasmo y con demasiada frecuencia,

lo que se opone a estos versos nunca han expandido la superlatividad/excelencias de una cualidad tan Divina,

sí, en los viajes de la vida... la verdad, la lealtad y el amor son los peregrinos en las presencias invisibles que ya no se puede negar,

Si busco un consolador es un vacío hueco, y en estos pensamientos que emanan de lo profundo... ciertamente son mi guía,

Debo seguir presionando hacia adelante hasta que uno me consuma por completo, (el vacío hueco o su presencia),

por conmovedor que parezca, no tan conmovedor la ausencia, las presencias y todo lo abarcante, que es la esclava de Dios que tanto apreciamos,

Hasta que mi corazón abandone sus latidos/ritmo... alabaré las más finas expresiones de Dios (YHWH), que residen y moran profundamente entretejidas en las tuberías de la vida,

Ella ilumina la casa de Dios como un candelabro divino, y su sonrisa es un espectro de mil colores y milenios de amor y alegría,

¿De qué reservas de esas energías la liberaste y, después del ajuste-fino,qué órdenes preliminares están en vigor? Por favor respóndeme esto ?

Rafael G Gonzalez

Alaben y ensalcen al Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH)... ¡simplemente alábenlo!

¡Por favor, permíteme adorar al Santo...Santísimo!

*YHWH (Slave girl) 

Dec.2024

 

 


 


God's Slave girl (96)

Sister : Ann Butler, original writing please...click on the link here, to view at my drive. A very special poetic note, by one of God's finest (servant) slave girl. 


In his defense Jesus said to them, “My Father is always at his work to this very day, and I too am working.”

Back in 96' this poetic note was given to me, she is my guardian Angel.

Published on
04/24/22

White/yellow roses *---*

 

 

 Yellow in memory of my loyalty and white the purity of faith and eternal love, 

in paradise the chase is never ending.

The evergreens of everlasting attachments, and the thorns a delicate balance that choreographs the burning flame,

fragile as it may seem, the power it holds and the lasting impressions to the givers want,

a child of countless spring seasons, for generations to come and eternity to follow,

She awakens my dormant cells and cause a big bang in the deepest of heart, the expansion of that burst...a super Nova of explosive thoughts.

In God (YHWH) Almighty I trust that this affirmative actions of his own Divine will pull us together as energies aggregate in a massive collection and create that incredible spark.

Your absences a living memory, your silence my longest yearn, hear (me) you dream-weaver and Host-of-Host, are you not behind this cause ? My soul is restless in knowing you better, in this perpetual feelings fill our intrigues !


Rafael G Gonzalez

10/22/24

Wednesday, June 25, 2025

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

 

 

Love of wisdom (Revised)

Philosophy : Love of wisdom
 

If I embrace wisdom and stupidity, at the end both will merge/greet, but I prefer the highest wisdom, that which man have little access, and few are called. Through love and conscience I summons the highest authority in heavens, that which is personal.
I pity the lesser for their devotional absences, lacking desire, countless excuses and detachment from a spirit of sacrifice. 

expressing the self freely is not an easy task, but being free is !
when there are options there are ways, when there are ways one defeats both, the excuses and the attachments to the cause.
 
 Poetry is the science of feelings, without the feelings there is no science.
 
Never make a lady jealous even by error,*
her zeal will burn,
some are pure fire,
some are purely devotional,
some benevolent as mothers,
some painful as thorns,
others possessive as caretakers.
 
I believe more in a resurrection, more then I belief I'm still alive (material)...a martyr's wish...a martyr's call. This energy is yours, there is nothing called self, that resides here in this contraption of flesh and bones, I yearn for your presence. Design a scheme for us, and I will blindly follow.
 
Rafael G Gonzalez

Published on
5/25/22 6:33 AM

*It does not reside in (me) to make a lady jealous, it creates confusion and mistrust,
and why I'm still alive ? the Almighty and Divine keeps count of every stroke of air I inhale and exhale. I shall remain loyal or die trying, in vows and oath my love is secured !

Jealousy is sabotage
 
One can image Almighty God, who demanded exclusive devotion and his prized matrimonial arrangement (figuratively speaking) caused him to become zealous, because of their lacking trust and devotion. So anything void of that devotion, in practice is not edification of the spirit.

Time,space, infinity (Revised)

 

It’s not easy to shake the Holy-spirit when, it moves one into action,

it is free-will and act of devotion.

Through a chance of faith the sensation is mutual, a deep feeling to a higher call can not be denied.

A glorious time for reflection,

A moment to pause and test truth when accomplished at full-force,

A pause in time to gather all rightfully gain and reserved,

A pause in time to show-up for the work’s of Almighty God,

A pause in time to take the challenge…

it will shake foundations, but that is the call to vibrate in Holy journeys, to express the 

long awaited scene of training and preparation.

To fill in the gaps of that mutual consortium, to which we’re summons.

In prayer and expectation I, have not stretched the boundaries...not yet

I have much affection for you, If this is the actuating force...then I concede.

Time...space… and infinity are all equal, but eternity belongs to us !

Rafa El G Gonzalez

Published on
7/25/23 11:51 PM

Tuesday, June 24, 2025

If life is a struggle II

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If life is a Struggle

If life is a struggle, what does death offers in the long run?

Why do we grief over our short comings?

In high places sits the arrogant, time makes the calls and he is of little means!
Time is a thief it robs us of our youth, it makes us gray and savvy, only to reverse as we become children again in our unstable state.

If only we could remain children’s forever can we challenge time?

Time produces; time reduces, and time the crook that steals values as it never burns out. When one wonders time laughs, when one is hurting time laughs, when one is lonely time laughs, time follows no command it is space to be filled, infinite like the thief’s treachery, ever present to observe and molest our slightest moments, like a 
motionless predator it works its web, and consumes, destroys.

The time capsule that never runs out, the subjects trapped in its belly with little hope, time the unscrupulous vigilant, the giver and taker of life.

Time drags when it is having greater moments, the time is and the time will come for all under its sight to time no more!

If not for the cosmos, and the seasons that disguise our fragile make-up we would be like the dust tossed in the wind, miniature particles of matter that resemble time itself in so many ways.

The Great Spirit is great, find him and make him your allied. Bow to the mysteries and secrets that simple minds charge at, because understanding is not its helper.

The balance of nature is becoming undone, who can reverse it? Oh mother earth that sustains life for a little while, you that shelters the offspring’s of creation in the bosom of paradise, she calls for the souls to fertilize her grounds, she cries out with open mouth and a belly that’s never satisfied.

(C) write protected
 
Published on
4/13/13 9:38 AM
 
Raphael G
Spring of 2010

Pure energy fine tuning (Revised)

 


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


 
Shared with Public

Whether one realize it or not, being pick out of the masses, from the vast numbers of the global population is an exceptional wake-up call. The Almighty Divine is pure energy...we in turn are also energy. From a finger nail to a single strand of hair follicle. With that said, the selection is not by chance, the higher power to which we were created seeks out what belongs to it. Is like frequencies in the stock pile missing within itself, in order to remain fine-tuned what it attracts is in harmony with superlative Divine guidance.
 
In other words you are the missing link, I'm speaking about a heavenly father, an eternal spiritual being, an ancient King...with attributes similar to the potter's vessel. The attributes are very well defined in form of expression...LOVE,COMPASSION, KINDNESS, PATIENCE, JOY, PEACE, JUSTICE and a host of others which I fall short.
 
Yet your frequencies, vibrations and fine tuning create bridges, channel's to which their consistency correlate with those calls. Now through a selection, there is an invitation...I won't go into scriptures, my audience are above average, if not they would have abandon me long ago.
 
His hand is stretched open, his desire well manifested, this power is yearning to reunited with those outer bands of his own energy (Core) power plant. The King shall not be denied, the Holy spirit shall not be made contrite, and if some or many stumble crossing the bridge, remember your call !
 
Let your fight not be in vain, be self evident that together you will overcome, the greatest battles yet to come, at the end the outer bands shall be draft back to their original place and we shall join those superlative energies.

Please allow (me) to praise and worship the Holiest and Divine.
 
 Potters-vessel Clic here !
 
Expand-this-vessel  Clic here !
 
Rafael G 

05/11/22

Monday, June 23, 2025

Prisoner's Chant






                                              Prisoner's chant

My angelic looking host as the wheels in the sky turn on their axis,
you cast a net of hope,

I will always be a prisoner under the bluest sky, and innocent smile no man ever broke,
your presences I felt behind the walls of jungles and savage dungeon, a wise-man silence never spoke.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(C)
Raphael G

1/7th/16

Expandable/Human

 

What the normal eye see’s is what I don’t see, I’m going to get spiritual and philosophical. If one takes a simple rubber-band and flexes it proximity 50 times it losses flexibility, elasticity and eventually slaps. Or one can take the simple rubber-band and flex-it in full beyond the threshold and eventually it will break.

The human rubber-band is of the same function, we are in the middle between two highly opposing tents good/and bad, its a tug-of-war in which we are being utilized as instruments of choice and separated accordingly through the knowledge gained. We have free will to pick which side separates us, but not which side chooses us. The election by which we become the instrument, depending on which side wants it more. The good/benevolent reaches out and the opposing tent exercises contractual rights to do the same. For better or worse its expectation to remain expandable. Too what point ?

So there are two ways to break-down expeditiously or through momentum or accepting non resistance and eventually washing away without the knowledge. Gaining insight of why the ups /downs in our everyday struggles would balance the playing field, and the chessboard of player’s can reveal their hand more openly of the pulls and stretching, we our all subject one way or the other.


I have just revealed my hand of why we/us are being stretched thin and because of knowledge gained, remaining expandable...something will eventually break...and breaking is not that one throws in the towel, but through trial and perseverance access granted. Beyond the scope of reasoning why some are targets for the greater call or awakening is somethings that remains insolvent in a series of episodes I wish not to disclose.

Who is your equal, who is your rival, what's the opposition ? You the all seeing, all loving and benevolent, stage-cast the insensible like pawns in a borderless chessboard.

For every move made you're light years away and not one miserable among the mortals or immortals can access your hand unless granted.


this much I know!

Published on : 9/26/23 8:43 AM


Rafael G Gonzalez

Un tributo a la paciencia (Revised) II *--*

 


Un tributo a la paciencia
 
Perdoname por no haber cedido a tus impulsos,
 
A tu direcion,
 
A tus momentos designados,
 
 Te vestiste de gala y recevistes el premio major,
 
A tus actos benevulos,
 
Cuando mas necesitado...hay estabas tu,
 
Nunca me dejetes sin salida,
 
Me llenates de gran agaunte,
 
Me orientates en gran consuelo,
 
Como un marca paso y reloj de arena, no hacias cuenta del tiempo,
 
Estuviestes siempre a mi alcance,
 
Nunca te molestates con mi ignorancia,
 
Endureces y cedes con razonamiento inolvidable,
 
Tus actos para conmigo son superlativo,
 
Tu presencia a lo largo de mi camino te are compan~ia eternal,
 
Mi impaciencia no fue tu quebranto, sino tu fortaleza…
 
Te as comportado como una enigma Divina, y reabastecido mi mas grandes 
 
deseos...en deudas estare por duracion y existencia,
 
 Atraviesa el corridor del tiempo se conocen bien, son semejantes

La eternidad te abrasa y desea tu asociacion inquebrantable,
 
Mi celo por tu virtud es una lección de corazón aprendida!
 
Mi attencion a tus detalles son inovidables, 
 
Eres luz...estrella...lampara todo en una, 
 
 
 
A tribute to patience
 
Forgive (me) for not having conceded into your impulses,
 
To your direction,
 
To your designated moments, 
 
You dressed to the nines and received the major prize,
 
To your benevolent acts,
 
When I were most in need,
 
Never left (me) without a way out,
 
You fill (me) with great endurance,
 
You guided (me) in great comfort,
 
Like a pacemaker and hourglass,
 
you didn't keep track of time,
 
You were always within my reach,
 
Never bother with my ignorance,
 
You harden and yield with unforgettable reasoning,
 
Your actions towards (me) are superlative,
 
Your presence along my path will be my eternal company,
 
My impatience was not your brokenness, but your strength... You have 
 
acted like a Divine enigma,
 
and replenished my greatest desires...I will be in debt for time and duration of my existence,
 
 You cross the corridor of time, you know each other very well, they are similar
 
 Eternity embraces you and desires your unbreakable association,
 
My zeal for this virtue a heart lesson learned !
 
My attention to your details is unforgettable, 
 
 You are light...star...lamp all in one,

Star light and beyond Clic here
 
 * special guest      : }

10/1/24 3:44 AM
 
Rafael G Gonzalez

Sunday, June 22, 2025

Android II

 

OF ALL the marvelous things on earth, none is more astounding than the human brain. For example, every second some 100 million bits (?) what size hard drive?))  of information pour into the brain from the various senses. But how can it avoid being hopelessly buried by this avalanche? If we can think about only one thing at a time, how does the mind cope with these millions of simultaneous messages? Obviously, the mind not only survives the barrage but handles it with ease.
 
Three weeks after conception brain cells start forming. They grow in spurts, at times up to 250,000 cells a minute. After birth the brain continues growing and forming its network of connections. The gulf separating the human brain from that of any animal quickly manifests itself: “The brain of the human infant, unlike that of any other animal, triples in size during its first year,” states the book The Universe Within.2 In time, about 100 billion nerve cells, called neurons, as well as other types of cells, are packed into a human brain, although it makes up only 2 percent of the body’s weight
 
The human brain is the most marvelous and mysterious object in the whole universe.”—Anthropologist Henry F. Osborna
  “How does the brain produce thoughts? That is the central question and we have still no answer to it.”—Physiologist Charles Sherringtonb
  “In spite of the steady accumulation of detailed knowledge how the human brain works is still profoundly mysterious.”—Biologist Francis Crickc
  “Anyone who speaks of a computer as an ‘electronic brain’ has never seen a brain.”—Science editor Dr. Irving S. Bengelsdorfd
  “Our active memories hold several billion times more information than a large contemporary research computer.”—Science writer Morton Hunte
  “Since the brain is different and immeasurably more complicated than anything else in the known universe, we may have to change some of our most ardently held ideas before we’re able to fathom the brain’s mysterious structure.”—Neurologist Richard M. Restakf
  Regarding the huge gulf between humans and animals, Alfred R. Wallace, the ‘co-discoverer of evolution,’ wrote to Darwin: “Natural selection could only have endowed the savage with a brain a little superior to that of the ape, whereas he possesses one very little inferior to that of an average member of our learned society.” Darwin, upset by this admission, replied: “I hope you have not murdered completely your own and my child”g
  
To say that the human brain evolved from that of any animal is to defy reason and the facts. Far more logical is this conclusion: “I am left with no choice but to acknowledge the existence of a Superior Intellect, responsible for the design and development of the incredible brain-mind relationship—something far beyond man’s capacity to understand. . . . I have to believe all this had an intelligent beginning, that Someone made it happen.”—Neurosurgeon Dr. Robert J. Whiteh

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

In 1953 Stanley Miller passed an electric spark through an “atmosphere” of hydrogen, methane, ammonia and water vapor. This produced some of the many amino acids that exist and that are the building blocks of proteins. However, he got just 4 of the 20 amino acids needed for life to exist. More than 30 years later, scientists were still unable experimentally to produce all the 20 necessary amino acids under conditions that could be considered plausible.
Miller assumed that earth’s primitive atmosphere was similar to the one in his experimental flask. Why? Because, as he and a co-worker later said: “The synthesis of compounds of biological interest takes place only under reducing [no free oxygen in the atmosphere] conditions.”6 Yet other evolutionists theorize that oxygen was present. The dilemma this creates for evolution is expressed by Hitching: “With oxygen in the air, the first amino acid would never have got started; without oxygen, it would have been wiped out by cosmic rays.

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

More difficult to obtain than these are nucleotides, the structural units of DNA, which bears the genetic code. Five histones are involved in DNA (histones are thought to be involved in governing the activity of genes). The chance of forming even the simplest of these histones is said to be one in 20100—another huge number “larger than the total of all the atoms in all the stars and galaxies visible in the largest astronomical telescopes
An additional hurdle for evolutionary theory now arises. Somewhere along the line the primitive cell had to devise something that revolutionized life on earth—photosynthesis. This process, by which plants take in carbon dioxide and give off oxygen, is not yet completely understood by scientists. It is, as biologist F. W. Went states, “a process that no one has yet been able to reproduce in a test tube.”22 Yet, by chance, a tiny simple cell is thought to have originated it.
The process of photosynthesis turned an atmosphere that contained no free oxygen into one in which one molecule out of every five is oxygen. As a result, animals could breathe oxygen and live, and an ozone layer could form to protect all life from the damaging effects of ultraviolet radiation. Could this remarkable array of circumstances be accounted for simply by random chance?
When confronted with the astronomical odds against a living cell forming by chance, some evolutionists feel forced to back away. For example, the authors of Evolution From Space (Hoyle and Wickramasinghe) give up, saying: “These issues are too complex to set numbers to.” They add: “There is no way . . . in which we can simply get by with a bigger and better organic soup, as we ourselves hoped might be possible a year or two ago. The numbers we calculated above are essentially just as unfaceable for a universal soup as for a terrestrial one.”23
 Hence, after acknowledging that intelligence must somehow have been involved in bringing life into existence, the authors continue: “Indeed, such a theory is so obvious that one wonders why it is not widely accepted as being self-evident. The reasons are psychological rather than scientific.”24 Thus an observer might conclude that a “psychological” barrier is the only plausible explanation as to why most evolutionists cling to a chance origin for life and reject any “design or purpose or directedness,”25 as Dawkins expressed it. Indeed, even Hoyle and Wickramasinghe, after acknowledging the need for intelligence, say that they do not believe a personal Creator is responsible for the origin of life.26 In their thinking, intelligence is mandatory, but a Creator is unacceptable. Do you find that contradictory?

A living cell is enormously complex. Biologist Francis Crick endeavors to describe its workings simply, but he finally realizes that he can go only so far, “because it is so complicated the reader should not attempt to struggle with all the details.”a
  The instructions within the DNA of the cell, “if written out, would fill a thousand 600-page books,” explains National Geographic. “Each cell is a world brimming with as many as two hundred trillion tiny groups of atoms called molecules. . . . Our 46 chromosome ‘threads’ linked together would measure more than six feet. Yet the nucleus that contains them is less than four ten-thousandths of an inch in diameter.”b
  Newsweek magazine uses an illustration to give an idea of the cell’s activities: “Each of those 100 trillion cells functions like a walled city. Power plants generate the cell’s energy. Factories produce proteins, vital units of chemical commerce. Complex transportation systems guide specific chemicals from point to point within the cell and beyond. Sentries at the barricades control the export and import markets, and monitor the outside world for signs of danger. Disciplined biological armies stand ready to grapple with invaders. A centralized genetic government maintains order.”c

“The hypothesis that life has developed from inorganic matter is, at present, still an article of faith.”—Mathematician J. W. N. Sullivand
  “The probability of life originating from accident is comparable to the probability of the unabridged dictionary resulting from an explosion in a printing shop.”—Biologist Edwin Conkline
  “One has only to contemplate the magnitude of this task to concede that the spontaneous generation of a living organism is impossible.”—Biochemist George Waldf
  
“An honest man, armed with all the knowledge available to us now, could only state that in some sense, the origin of life appears at the moment to be almost a miracle.”—Biologist Francis Crickg
  “If one is not prejudiced either by social beliefs or by a scientific training into the conviction that life originated [spontaneously] on the Earth, this simple calculation [the mathematical odds against it] wipes the idea entirely out of court.”—Astronomers Fred Hoyle and N. C. Wickramasingheh
 
 
Published on
8/23/13 3:44 PM

Pipe-lines of life (Revised)


 Psalm 139:14
New International Version
 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.

Life to (me) is a love story from being cast-out from the sacred chamber, Almighty God’s workshop (womb) into the light, from the vast deep and pipe-lines of life, every journey is Divine poetry. 

I’m wonderfully made and woven to the highest expectations, I was tailored-made to order and there is nothing missing. From memories long ago...far and beyond, the potter’s vessel and weaver's choice...

I must praise him while I can and laud him with all expressions bestowed.
The truth is free and eternal, it can’t be confined, contained, or stopped…

It’s why the devil Satan has had such a hard time, in stifling it’s greatness.
The truth is fitting to all when needful, and we all have made use of it, yet it’s not assimilated/digestible to all.

One can live a lie...but not survive the truth, many are aware of this.
The truth is Divine, it has no rival, no equal, undefeated, able to transform, actuate and cause for the better. Awaken and released from bondage.

Lies are invoked and devised to counter it and not the other way around.
The truth is eternal and will remain ageless, and that is what Almighty God 
Jehovah, Yahweh, Jah (YHWH) has said.
 
 Every trivial matter is meaningless, when you have all the means,
 
With that said allow (me) to invoke worship and praise your Great name,

Praise while we can, just praise him, exalt, sanctify make him known.
 
Rafael G Gonzalez
03/11/24 9:59 PM

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 !

Rainbow


 If I could just write her name across the sky

Just Praise Him (YHWH)

 

I began to reason beyond the average understanding and above that insight, there stood this revelation,

who among the living can issue creeds, commands, laws, rules that you must follow ?

Who among the least or highest is worthy of your favor ? 

what power structure can wrestle away your stronghold on me ?

mere human will stumble like a fly chasing the light, but those you grant access are like fine dressing for a fields gathering,

Divine poetic notes rehearse and take hold of (me) I can't express it's pure message...it over takes my person,

if one was to pry back into my life's experiences which is full  of surprises and events not for the average, one can see very clearly a benevolent, merciful host... a love that transcends that scope of limited reasoning,

life has been merely flattering, yet I pick-up were I left off and the pieces along with it,

At times I feel drained and lifeless, and at times like a super charged particle, that is the lot that which seeks (me) like a haunt and a journey of endless roads,

now being fully aware of my Divine host undeserving kindness, his purpose and those chapters which I eagerly seek  to fill in my host dairy,

the opposition has not lost a breath in striping away "The Call" and I reason the better fights are yet to come,

yes, the opposition has conspired in more ways then one, and my inheritance (Promise) is the endgame,

while there is still this contemptible substance in form of energy that fills my organs with fuel beyond compare, and until my Divine host makes the moves, I shall surface for a little breathing room in life affairs to finish that wonderful "call",

I can't see it any other way, a master-craft, a Spirit at work, a Sovereign King, a power structure beyond compare seeks what is rightfully his own property,

Oh mighty...Almighty and Divine grant (me) the staying power and love affair, never detach or uncouple, release in marginal errors.

Please allow (me) worship, praise, sanctify your saintly person (YHWH)... 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on
4/16/25 5:34 AM

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