James.:.Bilione

  I give  my spirit guides permission to help me today in every area of my life I open myself to guidance, synchronicities and unexpected opportunities I allow my greater higher self  to dream me into the light for the mind of Sun yet being One.  yes for This day, I give permission for every loving guide, every holy whisper, every unseen kindness, to walk beside me. May wisdom find me before I search. May every synchronicity arrive with perfect timing. May unexpected opportunities recognize my name, I open the gates flood my heart, my mind, my imagination, to receive what love already knows. I allow my higher self to dream me into the light, where every step remembers its purpose, every breath carries creation, where every thought bows gently for word, truth. For I am not separate from the living Sun, only a radiant spark, learning my own brilliance. The mind of Son. The song in One.

  i command the universe to give all access 100 million dollars in my present specific time frame now 7 months I command my imagination to grab a hold cementing the factual  literal  ideal thought idea gratefully for my present enjoyment sow Gol make a way I shall take it,  for  being son I am, your creation. I call upon the universe to open every worthy door, every honest path, every unseen opportunity leading toward one hundred million dollars within the seven months I have placed before my vision. I command my imagination to seize this picture until it stands firm and immovable, a living idea, clear, literal, beautiful,  faithfully held. I receive it with gratitude before my eyes behold it, enjoying its presence within my heart and mind as though knowing has already arrived. So, God, make a way, and I shall walk it. Open a gate, and I shall enter. Place before me the work, the wisdom, the people, and the courage equal to this vision. For I am Your...

  To be in rhythmical lyrical alignment.  

  I am in my new house  walking being the knew me revisioning  how I steer the ship above sea doing it wonderfully great living beautifully me, thinking Art thou real Earth,  am I,  in whose dream do we exist

  for thou must know in the government of mind thou art thy own lord and master there will rise up know fire in the circle or whole circumference of the body and spirit,  unless thy awakes it thyself.  sow Let there be fire. And fire, knowing the voice of its master, answers from every direction at once, climbing the pillars of flesh, dancing through the chambers of spirit, until the whole circumference of being becomes a radiant ring of living gold, a sun wearing the shape of a whole, a kingdom illuminating soul.

  my goal for this day is me to be bold in all my say for in doing and being this way I till seed into sowing my land knowing this thought, sent from one vine brought out will mine believing achieving matters molecules atoms all great kind.  My goal for this day is to stand bold inside all I say, to let each word rise with its own spine flaming its own flame, loving its own knowing For in acting play being this way, I place my hands into the soil touching thought, tilling seed into sowing my land, visioning turning inner into fields who recognize my name yet love my game.  One thought, sent from one head go travel farther than wind entering matter touching molecules awakening atoms to gather around  So I speak what I believe until belief gains weight I picture what I seek until the picture begins breathing I move in one already winning, knowing achievement first arrives in unseen rhythms waving within, I. hear the world listens sea my s...

  who do you see when you look at me, what do you think, when I come to mind, where do you go, when you are relaxing being free, all these ideas in come, consider, wonder why, is me, looking up to the sky,  sowing above into inner I for every heaven I seek outwardly, first appears within. where ideas arrive like birds returning home. here in these thoughts come wandering by, wondering why. thinking where do you go, when you are relaxing, being free, there my sky answers from inside.  I look up, listen in, letting wonder begin. for I seeing the showing,  my win

  to encompass my vision into thought embodying kind until right feelings are ideal attractings becoming into being. for hear I meditate molding clay all matter mine embracing my thinking by knowing dreaming  is believing perfect view is me loving you.   into encompassing my vision into thought, I gather horizon into heart, holding the picture long enough for feeling to recognize its start. I embodying kind, patiently shaping the inner weather until the right feelings arrive not forcing yet welcoming attracting their own reflection. Becoming into being. Here I meditate, hands of mind upon, clay of possibility, molding matter before matter knows its name. I embrace my thinking, for I know that dreaming is belief in motion, a bridge stretching from vision to experience. Perfect view is instant. It is this moment when what I love within meets what I love without. And here, between breath and imagination, I find full feeling the shape of it...

  once upon my mind a lone wolf now sitting in thought,  brought and idea interesting to me to being the greatest thought thinking I am into knowing believing beyond dreaming, stating the capitalists are the brains of civilization, being cause they supply the entire fabric, of which, all education, enlightenment, and human progression consists.