James.:.Bilione

For my imagination's figments, figures, impressions, amore,   All those spirits floating above showing me the door.   If I believe in who you are,   Will you become the brightest star? Free loving heart, pumping blood into sparks,   These are my thoughts as I look into the sky.   Trusting the wind, clouds floating high,   Yet seemingly near to me where I stand grounded, holding up a beer.   Perfecting this moment of reflection and cheer,   I face the visions that inspire,   Fueling my dreams, setting my soul on fire.  

To me, seeing a sparkle in the tree,   I believe it to be an angel saying hi.   For who is more special than thy,   Catching nature showing out its bling. For all the birds in my ears, you sing,   As I present myself to the world this day,   Enticing the light dancing my way.   With each note, I lift the spirits high,   Thanking the angels who grace the sky. Their presence felt in my spleen.   Guiding me through life's flowing stream.   With gratitude, I step forward and shine,   Knowing the divine is intertwined with mine.  

  For having the best space station platform upon Earth,   Believing is conceiving and knowing your worth.   Mouth open wide, catch honey bees,   Enjoying the sweetness of ripe fruit ready to please. As I go about exploring the imagining mind,   Adding scenes to the wheel moving time.   Creating worlds with each thought’s flow,   Crafting dreams that endlessly grow.   Navigating visions, weaving them true,   In this space, endless and new.   With every idea, a fresh start,   Guided by the rhythm of my heart.   Exploring realms both near and far,    Proving to be the blessing star improving the creative light,   fulfilling my purpose, bringing sight

  Standing on stage before an audience of one,   Thinking of all the things I have done.   Happy to be the smiling pretty me,   Yet feeling like there is more to see. So here I am, looking loving as a lamb,   Dancing on a stool as the jester fool.   For why not act as the star in school,   Shining in the bright lights, being so cool. Playing the role with joy and flair,   Expressing myself without a care.   In the spotlight, my truth reveals,   A performer’s heart, a spiritual zeal. In this moment, I fit in place,   Oozing charm and beautifully grace.   For life is a stage, a grand play,   Where I wake to shine every day.

  For feeling like the sails of a ship,   Raising up and harnessing the wind.   Looking out to sea with a smile of glee,   In search of the island made just for thee. Beyond the horizon, I watch the sun set,   Holding hands with the girls won from a bet.   Who am I yet a butterfly crystallized in form,   Forever grateful I superseded the norm. Navigating waters, charting unknown paths,   Guided by stars and wisdom’s crafts.   Charting my voyage per chance for life,   Feeling each wave like dancing on a fire.   Thinking of each word I spoke and sired,   With the wind at my back and stars as my guide,   I sail toward dreams with love by my side.

  All people are guilty   Unless you pay to prove your innocence.   What a remark on the justice for all,   Knowing it's the one who owns the most guns   That pretends to keep and maintain the peace. For this idea called society and its profanes,   I look into imagination for a space to blame.   Feeling like I can do better   Than regurgitating the same scenes. Seeking a world beyond the flawed,   Where fairness isn't just a façade.   In dreams, creating a new sublime,   A place where true justice can shine.

  For being one on a day to remember,   This moment in time where you became mind.   From there your spirit grew into a body view,   For your experience upon this earth land true. A place where one plays with the illusions of words,   Based on your thinking from what I have heard.   Well on this day I speak and say,   Every day is a happy day. For being present, blessings seed I sow,   In the sky to the sun grow.

  A bridge in time,   Presented for connecting the line,   Of serene to surreal, hope into faith,   Yet to believe like one breathes. Becomes the patience floating in stream water,   A consistent flow from up to go,   Brought from the rumbling undertow.   As I enjoy being king,   And appreciate each sight scene. From this point from here to there,   Bridging moments with utmost care.   Creating a rhythm, a flowing vibe,   Guiding by a lucid tribe. As I traverse this bridge in time,   I converse to every rhyme.   Smiles, eyes light up, there's winning signs   From the divine.

  For the truth in time, I return to mind,   A vantage point of thought beyond most kind.   A mechanistic system brought to bear fruit,   One for the challenges and those who give a hoot. Being of the skillset to go and return from Mars,   Knowing how many moves it makes to raise the bar.   I dominate the effect and connect the dots,   For who am I yet a mentee of Thoth. In the realm of wisdom and ancient lore,   I seek the knowledge that opens the door.   Guided by the teachings of the resurrection,   I aim for greatness, and ideally perfection. Through every test and every quest,   I strive to be my very best.   For in the footprints of those before,   I find the strength to explore and soar. A seeker of truth in this illusion mine play From the footsteps of Thoth, I level up in a new way.

  Hear my paint upon walls,   Sounds that vibrate for those I call.   Each picture a sign brought from my mind,   For you a fruit to pluck from the vine. Do eye understand the verse before you,   As one see through, be certain your view.   An optimistic perspective for all the whirlwind,   Making the most to all be great, my friend.   In every stroke, a message clear,   Inviting you to draw near.   For in my art, a story yells,   For dreams, hopes, and visions bells. With vibrant colors and lines so true,   Creating a world for me to you.   In this space, let’s celebrate,   The beauty of life, fulfilling fate.

  In the wilderness of space, you find,   The complexities of life and all its kind.   Soaring around fulfilling its role,   Leaving a mark and preparing the toll. For all the ideas which brought you present,   The wonders, the blunders, all those who pondered,   Am I real or beginning to feel,   Beloving the height specific to night. Generating the electric, charging the light,   Forever grateful for living my life.   In the wilderness of the cosmos, you discover,   The intricacies of existence and every other.   Gliding through, completing its mission,   Making an impression and planning admission. For every thought that brought you here,   The marvels, the missteps, the thinkers near.   Am I genuine or starting to sense,   Adoring the altitude, nocturnal suspense. Creating the power, igniting the spark,   Endlessly thankful for my ...

  A new cycle has turned,   Another victory burned.   Granting my wishes as this smoke is gifted,   Raising my hands up to the sky,   Forever grateful is me loving I. Growing in truth and wisdom's dream,   As imaginations guide, breathing inner eye.   Faithful being, spark for all who above high,   Flying the wind, praying to God,   Here is the one, your true bright son. In the renewal of each cycle's spin,   I find strength and peace within.   With every wish, a hope reborn,   In this turn, my soul adorned. Gratitude flows in every breath,   Embracing life, defying death.   As I grow and dreams are told,   In faith and love, my story holds. To the heavens, my spirit sings,   On winds of prayer, my heart springs.   For the new cycle, a pilgrimage begun,   To torch the light in truth, I am one.

  Swimming unto land, I look up wonderingly,   Fulfilling Yahweh's plan, I question faithfully.   For all to know, I reveal my flow,   Releasing my vibe for all to subscribe. As pretty as a koi, yet still a little boy,   Planting my seeds in each moment in the way,   Spreading good love for the rain above,   Calling all the angels to soar surrounding eagle. I can stand the wind, rising higher and regal,   Embracing the journey with a heart so legal.   In every stroke and every move,   A divine purpose, I strive to prove.

  Pulling myself out for all to see,   Letting go and believing in me.   Knowing there is more to what I am asking,   Being patient to the world for revealing its maskings. Celebrating each moment I put forth my food,   Happy to feed and nurture the happy mood.   Riding the wave, vibrating high,   Approaching new levels and heights as I fly. For sowing thy seed and tilling my land,   From watering the sea and growing in sand.   In every action, a purpose clear,   Building my world, year by year. With faith as my guide and love as my shield,   I cultivate dreams in this fertile field.   Every step forward, a new chapter begins,   Creating my wins, through thick and thin.

  Do you believe in aliens?   Of course I do, for who am I,   A sentient being wondering, dreaming,   Living in a world brought about by a mind. Hopefully, the director is thine and architecting dimes,   Yet for a vessel to travel, could you imagine the figure?   Would you want it to be like a life-looking creature,   Or one mechanical in shape and stature? For me, I think one for coming alive,   Because it would be so much fun to drive.   Imagining the best trance,   Guided by an alien's glance. With eyes that gleam with cosmic light,   Exploring stars in the highest night.   A journey beyond our earthly plane,   In a vessel both living and arcane. Navigating through the galaxies wide,   A cosmic adventure, side by side.   For in this dream of alien kin,   I find the wonders lying within.  As the stars guide thy epic quest,...

  I was asked where I go for inspiration, Because I was outside dancing in celebration. Before answering, I moved and did my jig once more, This one involved me hopping and sliding on the floor. As I smiled, looking into the horizon, I felt like the Sun rising. For every breath brings my light, Aspiring to improve my sight. In the dance, I find my muse, Every step a rhythm I choose. Connecting with nature, feeling free, Inspiration flows effortlessly. For in each move, I express my soul, Celebrating life, feeling whole. The horizon's promise, a guiding light, In every dance, I find my might.

  I have been looking for my perfect house, One that is an asset and increases in clout. It's funny how thoughts come closer when one nears mature, Yet this journey could be improved with the right guide. An earlier start to know your part to play in the pride, While thinking and breathing as one, Opening up eyes, radiating sky, beaming Sun. For in the quest for a place to call home, The journey is just as important as where we roam. Finding the right guide, a mentor's light, To navigate the path, clear and bright. With wisdom and insight to share, Turning dreams into a reality rare. For in each step, a lesson learned, In every choice, a vision confirmed. The perfect house, a symbol of growth, Reflecting the journey, and fulfilling both. As I search for this place of peace, I find within myself, a quiet release. Knowing that in the right time, I'll find, A home that resonates with heart and mind. Embedded YouTube Shorts Watch this YouTube Shorts v...

  I am impressed with those who played their part, Let's look at baseball and Willie Mays to start. What a great player, a man to stand, For the love of the game, he withstood some pain. Yet through it all, it was to all's gain, For uniting a game, I believe our race started. Lighting the fires and making the seas parted, Willie Mays, a legend in his own right, In the heart of baseball, a shining light. With every catch and every swing, He brought joy to the game, a magical thing. His perseverance, a story of grit, In every match, he gave his spirit. In the annals of time, his name shall stay, A beacon of excellence in every play. For in his passion, we all find delight, A hero of baseball, day and night. So here's to Willie, a player supreme, A dream in motion, a timeless dream. For in the world of sports, his legacy remains, A testament to triumphs, joys, and reign's.

  I had a wonderful dream this night, It was about all the things going better than right. I sat down with God who played out His plan, For who I grow to be, me called as human. Beyond the play and script, I danced and jollied a bit, For who I am to be brings shivers all over thee. By remembering my life up to this moment in light, It seems my will is acting in reel. In this dream, a vision clear, Of future paths drawing near. With God's guidance, I saw my fate, A success in love, hope, and faith. Each step a blessing, each moment a gift, Lifting my spirit, giving my heart a lift. For in this divine conversation, I found, The purpose of life, so profound. With every dance, every joyous leap, I embraced the promises meant to keep. By God's side, I felt so whole, A dream that touched my very soul. Reflecting on my life's grand design, I woke with peace, knowing all will be fine. For in the dream's glow, I understand, My will aligns with God's loving hand.

  I am happy to be in a place, Where all opportunities for me to run in a race. From the mountains to the sea, To a hot spring in between. Oregon is a state where all should be seen, From the reasons of the past to the present way. I get it yet wonder what shall come to stay, Being truthful I stumbled out here, Only to realize the path had appeared. Exploring landscapes vast and diverse, Finding hidden gems, in each my verse. In nature's solace, my spirit free, Oregon's wonders, calling to me. From trails that wind through forests deep, To coastal cliffs where waves do leap. In every corner, a story to find, A state that captivates heart and mind. With each new adventure, a lesson learned, In Oregon's beauty, my soul is turned. Grateful for the journey, the sights, the way, In this majestic land, I choose to stay.

  On a new path for changing more, Blessing the wind as I move in and score. Living in Portland is a wonder, man, Thinking how far I came across learning to plan. Adjusting with the water moving around me, Surprising as I slide across into place happy and free. Riding in the weirderness is the calling's namesake, Dancing the unique rhythm of this space. In the city my dreams are reshaped, Finding my flow in a landscape so draped. With every step, I chart my course, Living in the present, thanking the source. In this city where the eclectic thrives, Every moment feels so alive. From bridges to rivers, the urban sprawl, Finding my rhythm, answering the call. The quirky charm, the vibrant beat, In every step, my journey complete.

  An art of the face, Who knew it could be created in such a place? Out upon sea, formed in the ice, Granted that's what makes this piece that more nice. Now the question first coming into mind, How does one craft such a unique line? Bringing forth their view on such a cold form, Breaking all the rules and norms. With chisels sharp and vision clear, The artist's touch makes it appear. In the icy expanse, beauty takes shape, A frozen marvel, a bold escape. In the cold, creativity blooms, Transforming ice into art that consumes. A face emerges from the frozen sea, An emblem of what imagination can be. Each stroke precise, a careful plan, Breathing life into this frozen span. In the stark and frosty domain, The artist's vision does not wane. Creating art in the harshest clime, A quality to the spirit sublime. For in the chill, the artist's fire, Crafts a wonder, a heart's desire. In every carve, a story told, Of passion, courage, and art so bold. The ice a canvas, the ...