Rich N fame

Some of the riches and influential people in life became so through a novelty, they never plan in becoming rich or power players. They also are the happiest with that fulfillment.

 

Through hard work and foresight they reached satisfaction without burning any bridges. Others inherit great wealth and have little "experience the power it wheels,in turn becoming consumed, rather being the consumer". Money pays for all their short-comings, health, vacation(distractions) legal matters, their vanities and so forth. How about if through a process of renewing the tables were turned...this was the case of Job, a faithful servant...the contention; he is faithful because of these gains.

 

So a malediction was placed upon him, and his comfort zone completely molested. The lost was total, did he thought about ever bouncing back from such afflictions ? He had little time from such suffering latched to on him.

Through the process of renewal he praised the one having authority over all things whether spiritual or physical...little did he know about the front accusing him, envying his solid-state against ambition and wanting to usurp the authority in question.

 

Some time back when in Facebook I associated with celebrities, entrepreneurs, radio host, and others with great ambitions. Someone with celebrity status made an indirect comment that I sat on a treasure box. What he saw as a shiny gem stone, I saw as a gem for decoration. And what he saw as a gem for personal gains I saw as a gem for others, exchanging the spirit of renewal.

 

Another celebrity made a direct offer...because of my looks and physical built I would make a body guard for a movie scene as a driver.. The only problem was location...another issue, I didn’t want distractions from my personal issues. Also at the Nuyorican Poets Café, one night I met several celebrities...yes, I could have taken the turn, but only if it was novel.

 

I give you another exchange what will be the outcome of countless millionaires multi-millionaires and billionaires, who hoard the worlds wealth? The front’ will be center stage contesting the fabric of those vanities, surely there is no way out !

From riches and fame, to a complete turn around.

 

https://www.rt.com/news/566411-ftx-cryptocurrency-assets-vanish/ 

 

 https://www.rt.com/business/565503-zuckerberg-fortune-down-meta/

 

 Another Billionaire scheme bites the dust (update)

Warner brothers...just about to bite the dust. 

 
Billionaire Jeff Bezos lost $20.5 billion in 24 hours

Investors dump Apple for Campbell Soup

Bitcoin Plunges Below $25K, Lowest Level Since December 2020 

 These are just a few, the world super rich are just awaiting the prophetical up stream-run...to the point of exhaustion. If not the riches, how about life, can't buy eternity or immortality ? Besides what are the memories and transitions from physical to immaterial ? Can't count on the sciences to extend process of premature aging ? All this goes back to being in like mind to the servant Job. Many are in the same frame of mind, after all there is no law against being wealthy and looking out for others.

 

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3/16/22 8:42 PM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Steadfast reaching out

                   Steadfast reaching out

One can find themselves easy, if adjusting to a superficial environment is easy contention ! Where are the adjustments ?

But the unseen, sighing... and yearns with words un-uttered (unspoken). It collaborates with messengers, and porters to herald the words. Partially digested, patiently it awaits...awaits for the total consume and nourishment.

In place are a chess-board of players, each one moves accordingly to the chess-masters wishes. The play-ground and field in turn becomes the host to which moves are made, to fill vacuums and gaps...subjects in a Kabuki drama oblivious comma,

Ancient drama, players the same, millennium's in the making, hour glass sifting, markers and signs all to obvious. Nations in parallel, masses awakens, consumer and destroyer ever present, a menace to yearn sighing the unuttered.

A call is made...I hear...I feel...sounds, frequencies, vibrations, colorful spectrum's of lights, I reach the same...why I'm I here ? Nourish with completeness of sacred expressions moves the player.

The benevolent host unuttered the scheme, foundations shakes...playing fields rearrange, the play-ground fruitful, never the forgotten. The endless cycle...or so it seems, what do they do ? Trapped in the belly of a time capsule allotted wishes that never metastasize ! Able bodies in trivial matters, charger at the gauntlet...the other side the unspeakable !

Restless in the quest to remain the under nourished, the contention tailor made or made to order...the host running thin makes for the next move ! Selection, choices, calls not for the many.

03/08/17

By: Rafael G Gonzalez

To my brother Russel means (Revised)

 

          THE IRON RACE

Once a proud people,

Once a proud race,

once a proud land, 

now we naked and can't even bear fruits,

There is only remembrance of those who came not before us plundering, robbing, exploiting and leaving behind their madness that haunts us to death. That's why he That strives in ambition hate and egoism, comes and goes leaving a path of pain and sorrow.

Unfortunately this land and there people, do bear witness to the tragedies these ill-guided wondrous brought. We as a people, we as a nation, were in peace with ourselves, and our neighbors, now only a selected fist-full of valiant heroes of peace manage, to survive in captivity or reservations.

 

 

 

 

We have learned a great lesson from our white brothers,

and yet they have a lot to learn from us. If this is what civilization brings and if this is what civilization offers,

we want no part of insanity.

we have not celebrated or smoked peace pipes, to initiate the welcoming of land raiders who stain and tarnish the living.

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By:Rafael G

                                                       Infinite quotes

 

I find myself in one of the most difficult undertaking,

that's trying to bridge an understanding between human-kind,

I believe that we are all brothers and sisters...the same seed.

We all have a path filled with challenges, which must be recognized

and interpret in the order it comes, time makes the calls' we only are subjects of infinite space, time mass that pushes our limit.

I truly believe that people have good intentions or motives but somewhere in

time' the only drawback is that commitment is obscured by wasteful negative barriers that are preset.

By: Rafael G

Engaging in profound spiritual quest

to reach a higher state of spiritual enlightenment

to understand the beginning of things and ending of things

to be one in mind, soul and body...where one own conscience

guides the sober inner self.

Where there is ideas the possibilities are endless,

Do not follow in anyone’s footsteps as not to become discouraged,

A life time achievement...a relentless pursue of mind, body and spirit

the integration of excellence's and virtues.

It is not easy to become totally chaotic...it takes more strength that what one can image.

The mind wanders, the body and soul enables thoughts to become free of the physical realm,the spirit carries out an endless search that allows the mysteries to play there role in a web so fragile like the thought itself.

By: Rafael G

 

Truth is separate than any other rules or values, it stands alone!

truth is unwavering in it's convictions, it will question a person

inner and outer self...seeking to understand...rather than to punish

it will punish when all things have failed.

It is a perfect value among imperfect subjects...it endures a life time, for all those who seek it.

By : Rafael G 

If we want to achieve a higher state of spiritual endowment

we must shun off the works of the flesh.

By doing this we become like holy ones in reason and understanding

we become teachers of the science that is good...deciphering the mental state

of chaos...where confusion and order are constantly re-evaluated.

It would be oblivious for man to grasp the fundamental things of life and be lost in the clouds thought.

When a man loses everything in life whether that be hope or inspiration, his inner strength and spirit leaves him, he goes and seeks a different sense of awareness where he reconciles with his inner counterpart to awaken the slumber or true virtues of dreaming minds, where thought is not chastise or wandering souls disregarded in absence of motive.

I don’t entertain excuses or pardons, so

that the intentions of the heart can reach its target,

and so one can’t wash darkness with me,

thread lightly into the light as to not being blinded by it.

Day and night comes in many shades and spectrum's…seek he who doesn’t change,

He who is like a timeless statue yet…hosts myriads of reasoning.

Ink and paper

The ability to self-express, I mean really to convey the true person (the secret person) individual,takes on a whole dimension and approach.

Being spontaneous to many is like bursting with words and actions aimlessly. But to the well trained and sight, being the true-self, took on a life time of achievements.

The emotional-self(nurturing being)and logical-self(mechanical being) these characters are at a cross-point, since the beginning of time, and just as ancient ! The balance of gifts, may take someone a life cycle and then at our last death stroke we become endow with the ultimate expression.

To be truly free is not rationalizing that we are the wind...to ride the wind is an abstract mindset.

To flow like a mighty river or a gentle stream invokes great passion, when the spirit is stirred it reveals wonders...yet there is a hollow void that chokes at the end.

So where are we ? When the questions and answers are so inspiring crafted, that seeking the ultimate-expression can lead to a host of the unknown !

Again I take to the Ink and white paper, they hold and record the knowledge...lost and found, seeking its audience, breaking all barriers...setting a path on which there can be guidance, not demanding nor dictating , just benevolent...patient and all embracing.

10/20-1/2016

I give thanks to all my subjects that become part of my tragedy, knowing or not' they brought out the best in me. In my pains, depression, loneliness, my sadness...also I give great thanks to my Lord and master, the creator of all things for sticking with me in my hardship. It's really been a blessing knowing that through-out these years God Almighty has been preparing a place in his kingdom for me. He has given the knowledge to pen my thoughts in stone sought of speaking...because thoughts flowed and I had nothing around to record the memories.

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New Jerusalem (Revised)

New Jerusalem

O’ New Jerusalem, land of the brave and spirited warriors,

O’ New Jerusalem, land of majestic mountains and sweet waters,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

O’ Zion, motherland that shelters its off springs in the bosom of caves, peaks, valleys and evergreens, from the oppressor and destroyer…..awake...awake and consume them in your wrath and fire.
 

O’ Zion, if only God had error (in choosing a new people and He did not!) why did He not look any further in the pains of labour, the land of Faithful warriors? (Moreover He, has)…God almighty bless the fields of the new covenant and the Great Spirit be the driving force in all its actions. The mountain can move, the waters can divided, the underground can call it’s spoils, the days can darken and nights illuminate like the brightest stars, but Zion will stand and remain as God's almighty spirit visitant the everlasting faith based stronghold.

 

Published on: 6/24/14 4:58 PM

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written: 4/6/07

what dulls the senses II ? (Revised)

 

what dulls the senses ?

Until death do us apart, or until insanity and grief carves a better outlet,
I want no part of neither one, I'm not a masochistic or on a joy ride for proving grounds.

I'm bless to know I can decipher my conscience, and since I'm material and imperfect I carry out my sentence, cautiously and under reason.
I slave for what is good and righteous...a resistor to broken will. There is no markers pointing to either directions. If my faith is challenged my Divine being shall cover for my weaknesses.
Yet I have not failed in my quest to understanding. My sacrifice is to my beloved...but God first, this much I know !
My Lord is very close at hand all the time as the enemy extends his madness...but I'm aware on its countless attempts. The Almighty Divine always at the scene...if God on my side whom against me ?
The superlative call is to the braves, those whom yearn and sigh, mourn the greater revelation. It is to them the ancient of ancient...eternal of old, that keeps the consuming fire alive...rosie, hot. If one stays the course of the conscience, your days will have no end.

Freewill or the challenge, what dulls the senses ?

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

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

06/14/17

Love Arts secrecy (revised)

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

Love Arts Secrecy

Silently she whispered, like an echo I heard,

Silently she approached me, and silence I became,

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

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

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

In silence she cried and in silence she laughed,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

BY : Raphael G

April 9?

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quotes (Revised)

  

 

 

 

 Anyone who has not come into terms,(acknowledgement) that a vaccine is an biological weapon or a biological bomb, hasn't come into terms with the fear of Almighty God. And if it becomes a conscience issue or misinformed decision out of ignorance, blackmail, coercion and the temporally things relating to life, it remains the preferred weapon of choice ! Then again I do respect personal choice regardless of my own research. I was vaccine injured like countless others and my awareness, shouldn't infringe on your medical approach. If in that delicate mindset, fear is your driving security...fear God Almighty, who can balance out all disturbances that weakness and fear latches on to low level spirits.

https://www.globalresearch.ca/its-a-killer-vaccine-worldwide-japanese-researchers-say-side-effects-of-covid-vaccines-linked-to-201-types-of-diseases/5866700

Rafael G Gonzalez

Divine love *

 

Divine love is highly embracing, overwhelming, all encompassing...only cowards find it to be a challenge,

Those who have been searched (intentions read out loud) by the Holy spirit can give a thorough and complete witness in absences of fear,

loyal love echoes from the most remote, and this perfect quality can not be summarized, defined or expressed at it's least form,

The continuance expansion of this quality is fully dependent on nourishment, not something to be left along the side road as trivial matters,

I ask this question when does the teaching becomes antiquated, when does the rhythmic overtones exhaust the subject or when the subject require a different approach ? 

In the presence of Divine Love the teaching is never antiquated ! The subject is never exhausting, by seeking it we endeavor to a higher state of consciousness as it can't be defined, summarized or in a cowardly manner fear it's true attachment !

El amor divino es sumamente abrazante, abrumador, abarca todo, sólo los cobardes lo encuentran un desafío,

Aquellos que han sido buscados (intenciones leídas en voz alta) por el Espíritu Santo pueden dar un testimonio completo en ausencia del miedo,

El amor leal resuena desde lo más remoto, y esta cualidad perfecta no puede resumirse, definirse ni expresarse en su forma más mínima,

La expansión continua de esta cualidad depende completamente de la nutrición, no es algo que se deje a un lado como un asunto trivial,

Hago esta pregunta: ¿cuándo la enseñanza se vuelve anticuada, cuando los matices rítmicos agotan el tema o cuando el tema requiere un enfoque diferente? 

 ¡En presencia del Amor Divino la enseñanza nunca es anticuada! El tema nunca es agotador, al buscarlo nos esforzamos por alcanzar un estado superior de conciencia, ya que no puede definirse, resumirse o temer de manera cobarde su verdadero apego y hallazgo.

*Special guest

Rafael G gonzalez

Weakness (revised) 25.24

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hypocrisy, greed, and falsehood are a bottomless contrive.

Just like Satan’s treachery and counterfeits are like a black hole in space.

A thousand years in the abyss is not fitting for such lawless-criminal, homeless, and debased fallen creature.

A thousand life sentences for such and all his devotee’s is little to invoke.

My plea so that the lessor can rest in peace. And there can be jubilee amongst the remnant.

Be charitable O’ you holiest-of-holiest and host-of-host...let them see the verdict, a one in a life time witness !

I have a thorn at my side, and through my weakness your spirit contends...the weakness has become silenced and also the thorn. I’m completely confident, if I remain in weakness the thorn and all it's activities has over-come Satan in all his schemes.

Our enemy has conspired against said short-coming to create a divide of conscience, yet through your compassion, love, mercy and infinite reasoning, I’m set free!

The greatest of wars have been fought in the spiritual world and not the other way around.

Like a prodigal son and social disease, my compassion for all the afflicted and needy of such protection for said tragedy.

The martyr stays in mission and not on trivial matters. This place where it dusk and dawns, this place of my dilemmas, persecution, laments...I know it will go into convulsion soon...and this affirmative action keeps me in expectation.

How do one (a person) educates ignorant people beyond their means ?

Ignorant masses are more dangerous then a loaded weapon aimed at the populace,

It takes such to do harm. Not the other way around !

Beyond their means, but not the spirit… for it is greater then the flesh.

So here is the contention, find the self through the spirit… and extract the thorn in the flesh !

What binds the flesh can’t bind the spirit...and through what means ?

The corruption of the spirit...is the corruption of conscience.

Now that you’ have the means, channel those energies to a higher power !

 

 

La hipocresía, la codicia y la falsedad son un ingenio sin fondo.

Al igual que la traición y las falsificaciones de Satanás es como un agujero negro en el espacio.

Mil años en el abismo no es adecuado para tales sin ley-

delincuente, sin hogar, y degradado criatura caída.

Es poco que invocar mil cadenas perpetuas para tales y todas las de su devoto.

Mi súplica para que el arrendador pueda descansar en paz. Y puede haber jubileo entre el remanente.

Sea caritativo O’ usted más sagrado-de-santo y anfitrión-de-anfitrión...dejar que se vean el veredicto, uno en un testimonio de tiempo de vida !

Tengo un espina a mi lado, y através de mi debilidad tu espíritu sostiene...la debilidad se ha silenciado y también la espina. Estoy completamente seguro, si permanezco en la debilidad, la espina ha superado a Satanás en todos sus esquemas. 

Nuestro enemigo ha conspirado contra dicha deficiencia para crear una división de conciencia, sin embargo, através de tu compasión, amor, misericordia y razonamiento infinito, ¡estoy en libertad!

Las guerras mas grandes se an peliado en el mundo espiritual,y no en las fisicas.

Como hijo prodigo y enfermeda social, me compadesco te todos los afligidos y necesitados de proteccion de dicha trageria.

El martyr se mantienen en mission y no en cosas triviales,

Este sitio donde amanece y oscurece, este sitio de mi dilemas, persecuciones, lamentos, se que pronto se convulcionar y esto me mantienen en grande expectacion.

 

 ¿Cómo se educa a la gente ignorante más allá de sus posibilidades? 

Las masas ignorantes son más peligrosas que un arma cargada dirigida contra la población. Se necesita a alguien así para hacer daño. ¡No al revés! 

Más allá de sus posibilidades, pero no del espíritu… porque es más grande que la carne. Así que aquí está el argumento: ¡encuentre el yo a través del espíritu… y extraiga la espina de la carne! 

Lo que ata a la carne no puede atar al espíritu… ¿y a través de qué medios? 

La corrupción del espíritu… es la corrupción de la conciencia. Ahora que tiene los medios, ¡canalice esas energías hacia un poder superior!

Rafael G

7.5.20

True and Faithful

 

You’ who dare challenge “The Almighty Divine and host-of-host”

You' who through countless counterfeits, schemes and treacherous acts of calculus...swept into a black-hole with no end in sight.

 

How have you’ fared against the supreme power structure ? Have you gained anything of worth ? Have you’ added a second of breath to your’ eternal damnation ?

 

How have you’ fared against the lesser of flesh and bones ? Your’ preferred target for bullying and carrying out an endless scores ?

Have these also made your’ challenge of twisted views, a shameful act of desperation ?

 

Hold and be hold...a cloud of lightening that bear witness through faith, that your’ cowardly acts conceive no fruits, these Men/Woman of faith, have been a thorn and rise from the ashes you’ consider weak and playground.

Through their weakness, a force-field protects like a shield and growing everyday...mightier and mightier.

 

You’ the so-called angel of light, in drunk darkness you’ have fallen and left the original place of birth among the stars, expelled and no place found for you’ but a suitable dungeon. This is what “The Almighty Divine host-of-host and Jesus-Christ (Michael) have said...The true and faithful.

 

Rafael G

 

Tú ' que te atreves a desafiar "AL Todopoderoso Divino y anfitrión de anfitriones"

 

Tú que a través de innumerables falsificaciones, esquemas y actos traicioneros de cálculo...arrastrado a un agujero negro sin final a la vista.

 

¿Cómo te ha ido en contra de la estructura de poder supremo ? ¿Has ganado algo de valor ? ¿Has "añadido un segundo de aliento a tu" condenación eterna ?

 

¿Cómo te ha ido contra el menor de carne y huesos ? Su ' objetivo preferido para el acoso y la realización de un sinfín de puntuaciones ?

¿Estos también han hecho de su ' desafío de puntos de vista retorcidos, un acto vergonzoso de desesperación ?

 

Agárrate y agárrate...una nube de relámpagos que dan testimonio a través de la fe, de que sus' actos cobardes no conciben frutos, estos Hombres/Mujeres de fe, han sido una espina y se levantan de las cenizas que consideran débiles y patillo tracero.

 

A través de su debilidad, un campo de fuerza protege como un escudo y crece todos los días...más y más poderoso.

 

Tú, el llamado ángel de luz, en la oscuridad, has caído y has dejado el lugar de nacimiento original entre las estrellas, expulsado y no se ha encontrado ningún lugar para ti, sino un calabozo adecuado. Esto es lo que "EL Divino y Todopoderoso hueste de huestes y Jesucristo (Miguel) han dicho...El verdadero y fiel.

Rafael G

 

Evilution VS God (Creation)

 

Evolutionists Explain Design Using Unscientific "Magic Words"

The term "magic words" is used here as a concise idiom that describes the best words evolutionists use to explain "apparent" design. Evolutionists confidently insist that a complex biological feature simply "appeared," "emerged," "arose," "gave rise to," "burst onto the scene," "evolved itself," "derived," "was on the way to becoming," "radiated into," "modified itself," "became a miracle of evolution," "was making the transition to," "manufactured itself," "evolution's way of dealing with," "derived emergent properties," or "was lucky."

How do words like "appeared" explain design? Just like magic, the use of this word invokes mysterious powers within unseen universes that are capable of leaping over enormous scientific obstacles without having to provide any scientific consideration for how a particular physical result was achieved. Magic words convey wish-like convictions that if evolutionists just believe deeply enough, their explanations must be true and someday will be true--though currently resisted by all scientific evidence. Explaining design by believing it "arose" appeals to imaginary special forces which help evolutionists to connect the evolutionary dots. But as in any magical kingdom, the connections are mental fantasies that are not grounded in reality.

Magic words lack explanatory power because they fail to tie real observations to detailed descriptions of how features of design originate. Claiming that novel biological features "burst onto the scene" abandons the need for experimental verification; indeed, the implication is to not even try. Take any biological observation. In evolutionary thinking, any observation can be transformed into a proof that explains its own existence by applying the magic phrase: "It exists because it is favored by natural selection." In reality, observations are only observations and are neither proofs nor explanations.

Engineers, medical doctors, and other scientists who rely on studies or experiments do not use these kinds of words. Their products do not "emerge" but develop via thought-filled processes. They rightly call filling a knowledge gap with narrative stories "arm waving," which calls to mind a stage magician.

In conversation with others, it would be difficult to overemphasize how important magic words are to evolutionary theory. Remark on how these words pervade elite journals like Science, popular magazines like Scientific American, and television shows like NOVA. "Magic words" pour from evolutionary literature like water over Niagara Falls. Challenge your listener to carefully observe the communication in these forums, noting how many paragraphs or statements pass without the use of these words. They are the lifeblood of the evolutionary community's most profound and highest-quality scientific literature."

- Randy J. Guliuzza, P.E., M.D.

*Footnote* I don't belong to any of Christendom ministries but do acknowledge and respect the films director/producer for the fine presentation. I do know that his actions are pure and clearly manifest the creator's true intentions. Other then a few rough edges I'm more then satisfied with the central theme and essences in which the author takes students and professor's from ground-zero, and points them to greater hope. Again thanks for the film and like professor Kent Hovind...your helping countless break free. 

This video has been circulating in my other blog (Stay Awake), so wanted to share in this one (poeticnoteand journeys).

weakness and power

I feel broken and a sadness that chokes (me),

 As I, walk pass those doors and a cold spell that last many seasons,

 I shall not forget the irony that has walked with (me) and the assembly of 

piercing starring eyes adding more to the conflict that rages inside.

 Yet I’m your guest, that teaches forbearance, love, kindness, compassion, and a host of fruits for the picking.

 I kinda wonder who was gaining from this chaos crushing (me) inside ?

 And I, rekindle with reasoning “when I’m weak” a power struggle rages within...then the irony shifts gears to my favor.

 In the order of weakness and power, I bear witness of a Divine being who has set (me) free, through the act of true love...and we are one in the challenge to uphold a universal question ? Of who really rules with exclusive devotion !

 Please take (me) home as you wish! Where I belong ! Praise be your saintly and Divine name...Jehovah (YHWH) for millenniums to come !

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Some time ago...

2 Timothy 3:1-5 that is reality (Revised)

Absences doesn't mean a complete withdraw or total darkness or spiritual blindness of the finest qualities, more likely a harden stance that which one sees and forgets.

 Emotion=Energy in motion, magnetic thoughts that transcends in frequencies, vibrations, through various wave length, the unseen sounds, the spectrum of aurora channeling those hidden gems. To capture these arrays of the unspoken, challenging the brightest of gifts that becomes our expression. So when one releases those vast pool of knowledge, in terms of Divinity what is obscure are made manifest in plain view.

Through the expression, the emotions...energy are relayed effortlessly, poetic notes are inherent as to Divine poetry is in relation too the energy itself.

Do you see the point? 

I hope so ! :}

When was the last time the Almighty God (YHWH) wrote something specifically for you his beloved child ? Well, there is a compilation of 66 books in all of them you finds his ever embracing LOVE affair in relation to his falling children. As a matter fact this Divine being host-of-host spare no time in invoking high emotions in regard for their return.

Everyday, every-week I’m bathe with expressions of endearment, which some may find odd to say.

So allow me to expand a bit... I write you a poetic notes...the expression not my own, the feelings not my own, the LOVE not my own, the emotions not my own, the compassion not my own. You see it was all superlatively worked/crafted through the incubation period of 9 months and continuance to this day for the Glory of Almighty God himself. I take no credit for this contraption of flesh and bones, and my worth is property (copy right) of Jehovah himself.

I never knew that a little LOVE and affection killed anyone, it's completely a new turn in human activities, much anticipated and well documented. Matthew 24:12, 2 Timothy 3:1-5

“and because of the increasing of lawlessness, the LOVE of the greater number will grow cold.”13 But the one who has endured to the end will be saved.”

 So be a real men or woman about it, lawlessness is at it’s peak, but dress yourselves with true LOVE and the person of Jesus Christ our lord and savior...because to endure the lawlessness, only LOVE can counter such manifestations. Yes, LOVE is alien and taboo on account of application and not the cohesion of sinfulness.

One of the greatest tools or should I say attributes of the Holiest-of-Holiest is LOVE, through this sublime quality He, bathe, showers, shields his creative subjects. 

Should I say anymore ?

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Infinite time (Eternity)

 Does eternity feels loaded down because of time constraints ?

Does a number on it's check list hold any significance ? 

Can it dictate to the lesser in it's space corridor ?

Is ancient of old and eternity of the same substance ?

Is it a difficult task to formulate the call to a higher state of consciousness and embrace the true essences of life giving force, as energies recycle in this enigmatic infinite duration ?  

What is the soul ?

Rafael G Gonzalez

concept

 How I loved the girl of my concept,

How she vanishes in thin air,

The countless bridges, inroad marks, I misplaced,

The concept all suitor’s hold so dear,

The concept foments ideals in a alienated chase of never ending want,

Alienated and far from truth,

The ideals that burn the foreign chase,

The suitor’s last wish,

She weaves and mends a host of broken dreams,

If dreaming means counterfeiting reality I, have done so to perfection,

My guest a stalking shadow, tossed in four directions,

If there is such thing, I shall find it.

 

The chase  Clic here !

01/04/22

Rafa EL G

Higher intelligence

 

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.

Praise while we can, just praise him, exalt, sanctify make him known.

Rafael G Gonzalez