In my collusion loving creation illusion , where I am scribing instilling greatness surrounding all atoms inner outer eye, brought for thy enjoinment me thinking inside great I. Sow let me paint my picture for pretty view, one which offers abundance health wealth happiness into unto upon beyond Gods good love grace minds you. In this loving creation collusioning illusioning me alive I scribe, being instilling greatness, halo around every atom inner outer eye can be, brought for thy sensing feeling enjoyment, seeing thinking inside the great breathing I. Sow let my picture paint pretty before you, drawing lines to abundance, colors radiating emitting health, lights bright bringing revealing showing giving wealth, a warming happiness spreading investing into, unto, upon, beyond Gods good loving grace, kissing my face, moving me through masterfully, beautifully to mind, you. The air field listens. The scenes ether agrees. What ...
The whole opportunity, sitting in the dark being light. Looking into space seeing time. Bringing forth thy vision imagining kind. Producing my sweet fruit. brought from my beautiful mind. In play, sowing tilling being pretending I am whole. strengthening the source of the one. Night to light, thought to shape, wish to form. I hold calm, craft flame, carry song my path smiles open, my crown says on. The whole opportunity sits in night living light. I look into space and watch time breathe, a quiet clock in the chest of sky. I bring forth my vision, kind and clear, images that rise like yeast in bread tasty sweet harvest pouring into vine, brought from my beautiful mind. In play I sow, I till, I be pretending I am whole, I wear that truth like loving on skin, strengthening the Source of the One. I move being calm, I move being shine, seeds grow into form, hearing the field my spirit answers, I am whole, I grow, I know.
I wonder if there is one, Other than thee, Who dwells hearing me, Radio tuning vibrating frequency, About into space, Sending listening ready hearing answering call. I wonder are you the one, Created for thee, Who dwells hearing me, Radio tuning, soul vibrating, frequency. Set about into space my signal flies, Invisible currents, love’s great surprise. Are you the one, the receiver tuned right? Catching my whisper in the silent night? For in the fire of the light, Listening ready, answering the call, Meeting me perfectly—one to all. —Art Baby Blue, transmitting love, catching you wave.
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