my goal, i put forth my ideas into air, for building ideal structures shape forms spirits for the improvement bettering mind. for my great will alis volat propriis God. Father be you. Mother be ture For I am the fire choosing to rest best into water. hear me Father speaking to you the ether and all angels nearby, for thy will in me, breathes beautifully, just for this thought you in thee. I love you sowing wonderfully into upon sea, my joy lovingly you being me. for this sight seeing My goal I send ideas into air, letting them create make take shape into building structures, forms, living spirits that lift and refine all mind. For in my great will alis volat propriis, on my own wings I arise, mothering arose loving Father being hear. I am fire choosing water come rest, heat held holding me the best, powering softening into flow. nurturing me, mother, Assisting me, Father, speaking through my ether ear, hea...
what dream have I brought from thought to light, thinking looking present wondering creating future. pretending accomplishing achieving at some ideal from the end, here I am counting twenty steps upon a deck showcasing a bridge a motioning picturing of coincidence imagining visualizing I to there. for bringing enlight mind, for this act eyes focus image will be scene. in play your mine, a path to get there from here your why to where. What dream have I carried from thought into light held in wondering shaped in present casting forward into future I stand on the deck counting twenty steps each one a marker each one a claim Ahead a bridge. my chance know coincidence yet my picture I formed thy path I visioned created before I walk enjoying it. I pretend from the end jumping across already arrived knowingly I step come into it as if remembering. I do for my Eyes focus, image holds, and the scene begins to smile. In mine, it becomes pl...
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.
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