James.:.Bilione

  Each moment I go into the world, To create and manifest an ideal team. For bringing out picturing I in a fulfilling scene.  As much as one adds equals two, From my spark in heart, I thinking me you. Wondering when, we make love a thing. As you come riding upon my ding a ling.  For this I stand erect to sing,  And sing my song in an artful way, Being certain I attract you fore play.  This moment, I step into the light, Crafting me world of dreams into sight. Building a team, ideal and true, From sparks, my heart, I think of you. Wondering when we turn love making art, Ready aim fire start. As you come riding upon my dream, Manifesting, flowing sharing living theme. For this, I rise, erect to sing, My song singing dancing in rhythm I swing. Being certain that my song draws a pause hear, From my play in love, crystal clear.  

  Thank you Father for allowing me to mold the state.  For being great, I am. Now onto bringing matters.  In gestation of kind, being more wonderfully mine.  I allow my ideal picturing you making sweet love to thine.  From the x to y and enjoying aahhh sigh. My minds mental twisting is showing you style,  Being certain its a living generating currency bow. Happy that I'm tickling singing my flow.  For all that I be to seeding and sowing Eyes from upon high knowing.  Thank you, Father, for giving the state, For being I'm great, shaping trait. Now onto matters, bringing them hear, Gestating wonders, treasures held there. I allow my ideal, picturing dancing thine, Sweet loving weaving through you mine. From X to Y, an intimate kiss, Insisting my mind persists,  Paintings dreaming's, scenes - sky. Living currency, a bow I bestow, Happy am I, singing my flow. For all I be, for seeds I sow, Eyes from above, watching me grow.

  To act knowingly in the world on your stage.  For all kind mine, I imagine creation dreaming.  Thinking and believing me into scene. Drawing upon the one in your being.  For the sight seeing eyes looking out into sky, Quenching my thirst for knowing why.  Here is my view and a question too, Wondering where my life is growing, yet hopeful cue. These are my pictures and words present mind, A prelude for my day attracting beauties shine.

  To mold and visualize my picture through. Looking to the sky for guiding me on my next to do.  I am thinking each word I present to the day,  Would wiggle, worm, and forage the way.  To bring about the new frontier,  Where I dwell being the great pioneer.  For my Father from your Son,  I am patient in obeyance dreaming one. To mold, to shape, to dream anew, My picture forming a path in view. Eyes cast high where the heavens scene, Guiding whispering stirring thy stream. Each word a seed, it moves, it grows, Wiggling forth where wisdom flows. A frontier rises, vast and clear, Where I stand tall, the great pioneer. Father above, from your chosen Son, Obeyance deep, the dreaming one. Patient hands, a faithful heart, Building creation, your divine spark.

  I touched skin and the tasting of fruit.  From my thoughts brought a pretty smile. Now being certain than any other,  I double down for a triple up.  Perfecting the plan is the man I am. Painting picture for my eyes to see. Showing me rise sky high abundantly Dominating the air and the wind surrounding thee. For letting my words create the path built for me to be.  I touching skin is tasting my fruit, From this thought brought ideal more from the absolute. Now being certain than any other, I double down for a triple up cover. Perfecting the man is the I am plan, Painting pictures for my eyes to challenge the sea Showing me rise sky high abundantly, Dominating heir winning surrounding we. For intending my words to imagine opening the path, Built by my God for me to be, Daringly bold, the victor I am told, Of the light in the Sun which is me. 

  What have I and what am I learning at this point.  Being literal is the key for living in the world with me.  To my invisible bricks laying down before my feet,  Creating a path for me to be. Golden as hue and so pretty me you.  Hear my little verse to nurse my view.  To be in State of being the Great.  A thoughtful wise light to think. Yet being cause its my fruit upon vine,  God wants you to know he is strengthening my spine.    For being so gratefully loving to all kind. What am I learning wielding point? Being literal is the key for dominating the world above the sea.  To my invisible bricks laying down and stepping up before my feet, Creating a path forth willing me to be. The sun to you and so pretty a view,  Hear my little verse to nurse a come true. To be living State loving being Great, A thoughtfully realizing idea my mate.  Yet being cause it’s my fruit upon vine, God building utilizing strengthening...

  Each time and moment I think,  I believe I am on the brink,  Of my light bulb about to blink.  For in my mind I see it ignite. For the chicken in the egg, My are you tasty, Says the womb to the sperm.  As heaven above,  so heaven below, Just being certain that you know.  That its about time for you to show. Each moment I think, I come alive, On the brink of my light ball beings thrive. In my mind, I see it ignite, A spark of creation, bold and bright. The chicken and egg, a riddle profound, Tasty musings in cyclings all abound. Come says the womb to the sperm, let’s play, For heaven’s rhythm flowing this way. As above, so below, the blessings flow, The cosmical dancing ensuring you know. Timing turning its key; the curtain draws, To reveal your light, to rouse applause. It’s about time, the seed must show, From fertile thought, the branches grow. In this moment, my bulb doing shine, Mirroring the light of the Great of all mind.

  Am I progressing? I have been thinking about life and my purpose breathing, again.  What is the one thing I would do if success is the only option? Each day I ask God what to say in my play. Knowing thinking like arrow, is breathing. Provide me the seed to birth your view, Father as my mind is clear and spirit is pure being yet you know my way and what thoughts I am bringing coming into each moment present. What specific impact do I want to have on the world, my community, and those I care about? I present Earth these and all my words for eyes to read and ears to hear. Being what I think, becoming what I think, I think I am God's greatest gift to himself.  If I could create my perfect day as my ideal self, what would it look like from rise to bed? Rise and shine my Sun who I am proud in loving you. Each day a new is perfect for me to be ideally the spark in the heart being Son. My shop, my building, my land, me dwelling in all God's given family mansions in around upon ...

  Feeling into reality touching my creation being that it has already  Materialized, e motions amplifying attraction done. Oh how fun.  Beyond five minutes daily in a meditative state, visualizing my,  Twenty five building goal, me standing looking out to view,  Immersing joy and gratitude into myself and two. Energizing excitement in the pictured thought,  Having it, living it, being it, brought. Recognizing my unique skills and strengths,  Creation grounds the magnetic energy into actionable breaths,   Come talent, come skill, come willing knowledge, Come for I to play.  Acting with Confidence,  Releasing attachment to all  How while trusting the process.  Beginning with this small, inspired action resonating vision.  Being bold, intentional action what will I experience today that  Aligns with this creative vision? Feeling into reality, touching the now, The creation materialized, I wonder how? Emotions rise...