I give inspiration which has come to me, like I am a cosmical lyrical literal messenger thinking living God being loving spirit his revelation from the Holy of Holies. Tis genius, my super thinker using imagination who brings beauty to thy world, tis inspiring becoming thinking creating Light. Growing greater my imagination, being greater my perception in reality loving universal abundance, hence the greater my intelligence. The greater my imagination, the nearer to Oneness I believe For inspiring genius fire great image enjoying ideal knowledge, is for me able to use his, this wisdom creatively. Those things which he sires to know, I may know, knowingly I do. lovingly you. for I give inspiration as it comes cosmical, lyrical, literal my messenger mind in motion, living, loving, receiving revelation from the holy core above sow within. Genius moves through imagination a super thinker shaping beauty, turning thoug...
in the present form whom are you being, who do you mine to be, what does your will want you to see. how do i push beyond present thinking thought, into new space ideal for God to play in. being certain when ideas appreciatingly come, instinct becoming will allow hearing you speak in ear. beyond the present mind for full feeling In this form, being who I am. A chooser of tone, a holder of focus, a voice shaping space. Who do I want to be The one who already walks in the answer calm, certain, aligned before proof appears. Who does my will call me to be The version of I that does not wait, that lives great state now, that treats the unseen as done. for Now I move beyond present thought taking it by force of kind yet only by shifting conceiving in mind. Changing my, thy inner scene. Seeing looking from the end clearly. Feeling felt come now. Stay here. into This openings new space a realm where God plays freely, where imagination becomes stag...
So many thoughts of me loving you, Seeing I do inviting coming through, Speaking to the guides for some wisdom inside, Willingly wielding my words being light, Unveiling the eternal mothers essence in beauty first sight. Like a seed opening to bloom, Nurtured, loved, ready in the womb. When does it ask the question who am I? Yet to beg the idea to grow, where will it go? See the end at the beginning and flowing like you know. attracting and using my instinctual spiritual atom, Have a say and speaking to the matter, Bring into mind at this moment and time, Your spark for the world in the I to see, How abundantly, wonderfully great, you made for me. So many thoughts of me loving you, Seeing, I do, inviting, coming through. Speaking to the guides for more wisdom inside, Willingly wielding my words as light complied. Reveling in my eternal mother’s beauty in sight, Like a seed opening, nurtured in and by the night. Ready in the womb, loved and embraced, Its quest...
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