James.:.Bilione

  I am happy to make assumption,  Assuming ideals to bring my minds eyes two see.  I choose to think four great thoughts,  To speak creating, building, attracting, beautiful pictures, To, with, for I to be. Gratefully thanking Father for your success in me.  Born in your mind for this time.  To lift the veil proving proudly showing my wills kind.  I am happy to accept my assumption, Imagining visions in joyous consumption. Choosing thoughts of greatness profound, Creating, attracting beauty all around. I speak building words, pictures clear, Drawing scenes vividly near. For, with, and through me to be, Grateful to Father for success in me. Born from His mind, precisely timed, For lifting veils, with will aligned. Proudly proving what dreams fulfill— Manifesting greatness from assumed ideal.  

  To create my say in a way that it unfolds instructions, For Earths ears to hear appearing in eyes for real.  To bring this view, do what you know to do, Invite ideal right words to leap up into sky before I, Commingling atmospherically masterfully painting, picture.  Story boarding ten parts to scene, The growth acquisition achieving twenty-five buildings, From the end forward.   Full feeling the  sunlight on smile ,  Warm air nurturing skin, breathing lifting visions into being. Doing my say instructing instructions come build this way: Completion in Light: Standing atop my twenty-fifth building, viewing all twenty-four others flourishing, my dream fulfilled confirming my vision brought into being. Unified Strength: Teams thriving within each building, structured and organized, synchronizing effortlessly—power flowing like breath, lifting my purpose into vibrant reality. Growing Manifest: Witnessing buildings rise swiftly yet calmly, bricks laid ...

  Every idea of the word feel. Is to fill the ideals to bubble up bringing wins.  Enjoying happy feeling smiling out breathing. Knowing wind is blowing assisting assuring me victory. To challenge thyself yet always won.  Dominantly, no question asking.   From the greatness of my mind,  I walk into the fire lighting the flames.  For the fame of the name. I bring championships to the game.  Every idea I feel, Fills my ideals, bubbling real. Wins rise up like wings my chest, Smiling breath, victorious best. Winds motivate, greatness sway, Pushing gently, yet strong today. Challenges came, all overcome, Blessings me—I rising one. No questions asked, greatness is mine, Fire walking, flames being thine. Lighting torches, brightening fame, Bringing championships to my name,  Lovingly dominating all game.

  I am grateful for my talent to paint, Beautiful full feeling words,  To bring ideal pictures to eyes.  From Gods imagination for I to be,  Enjoyingly happy is me.  Thank you Father, For all the loving energy ether air wind,  You bring to alike mind, Greatness I being your loving creation,  May breath breathe blessings for eyes you see.  I am grateful for my talent to paint, Beautiful, rich, feeling-filled felt words, Ideal pictures summoned forth, To lovingly dance upon thighs, before eyes. For the greatest imagination of God, Crafted uniquely, joyfully me; Enjoyingly happy, a soul being free, Breathing life living through into you. Thanking Father, for the loving energy, Ether, air, and vibrant wind, Infusing thinking my greatness pure, Your radiant creation, your loving kin. May every breath I breathe breathing go play, Bless the eyes that see and surround my way; Each verse, each stroke, each word being, Gratefully reflecting ...

  The day is here calm quiet,  Steady ready I am.  The success  enjoying in mind,  You rising ascending,  Consciously lovingly sub - conscious two.  Equaling meaning term being - you.  Art baby blue so happy to be is me.   I am so grateful for the ideal like, Attracting bettering minding forming, A picture lifting you up,  To kiss to fuck two creating love into sky.   The day is here, calm and clear, Quietly listening, my visions hear. Steady, ready—success finds time, Joyfully dancing within my mind. Conscious, loving, subconscious too, Merging to form this perfect view— A masterpiece rising, me being true, Expressing as loving, Art Baby Blue. So grateful am I, attracting, mining, Bettering thoughts, pictures aligning. Lifted gently, soaring high, Kissing the heavens, loving feeling sky. Creating freely, passion’s pure art, Embracing, merging, connecting heart. Happy, full feelings love’s sweet you— Ascending to...

  The ideas you are conscious of, The challenge is knowing how to choose, Amongst the billion ideal choices for you.  To remedy is your musical view.  Thank you Father for empowering me to believe greater, Better ideal pictures entertaining moving in mind.  Seeing me winning overcoming becomingly I.  The greatest Sun God creating being One.  Happy to be and to love you, me.  Grateful thankful for attracting allowing succeedingly,   Fun loving atoms molecules a like  tribe to  mind. Among the billions, thoughts in the air, I choose rhythm, creating vibrating care. Each choice a melody, crafting clear, My visioning glorious, success drawings callings heir. Thank you, Father, for power to dream, Ideal pictures flowing, life living loving perfect stream. I see myself rising, overcoming, free The greatest Sun, shining brightly is me. Grateful and happy, loving the view, Attracting accepting my tribe, vibe rants says beautifully you....

  For all the thoughts to think,  The ones spoken speaking scribing present, Earns the investing word.  To think knowingly your claim upon you in Mind,  Lovingly me the dominant be,  Being He.  What truly matters—sings the Heir, Its not the throne, yet how I care. My place within the great sign, An organization of soul in mind. Achievement—yes, the perfect taste, Lifes elixir with sublime grace. Every idea, a breaths confession, Seeking shape in full expression. An emperor crowned, yet not alone— An empress rising, claiming throne. I call forth two, for balancing flow, To grow, to think, to rise and glow. Opening minds, awakening sight, Dreaming through days, birthing light. My children bold, so fruitful still, Tickling time, doing God’s will.

  Being aware knowing you are protected, Could yet should you imagine better.  Ideas ideal and great came knocking upon my door To kiss amore, For allowing meditating concentration to focus.  Being is where I am.  Thinking into feeling great, wealthy, healthy and happy.  From this perspective into believing, Is knowingly seeing your word come alive.  For what else could will till seedingly sow.  I am happy to be living prosperous in April, I am happy to be living prosperous in May, I am happy to be living prosperous in June, I am happy to be living prosperous in July, Oh how happy I am to be being I am happy to be living prosperous in August, I am happy to be living prosperous in September,  I am happy to be living prosperous in October, I am happy to be living prosperous in November, I am happy to be living prosperous in December, I am happy to be living prosperous in January,  I am happy to be living prosperous in February, I am so very hap...

  Thank you Father for my success in business, family, life, Living and loving.  Believing all is you its a feeling completely wholly true.  My act of conceiving an ideal thought, Enjoying the molding into melting form.  Nurturing and watering within the cycling moon.  Bringing the idea into light, letters and into air.  The feeling of enjoying the picture you drew, Being happy with results God presents to you,  For showing His attracting ways and means, You in beautiful great fulfilling scenes, Brought from these words I call from dream.  Father, thank you—success is sweet, In business, love, and livings complete. Believing wholly, all is you, Truthfully feeling, fresh and blue. Conceiving thoughts, ideals refine, Melting, molding, shaping mind. Waning waxing watering my moon's face, Cyclings nurturing embracing grace. Bringing forth my dreams to air, Letters dancing everywhere. Enjoying pictures in my eyes, Happy visions reaching pai...

  Thank you for the right thoughts to think, Bringing coming from the ideal mind, mine.  Mining gold, silver, precious metals, stones.  Currency flowing like the will I met river.  Being the one to know I grow.  For seeing the son I thought I lost.  Yet won. A premeditating to view For you.  Assets growing in measure, From the words I present.  To tickle Gods pleasure. Thankful for thoughts, So rich and gifting, Flowing from rivers willing I met mind. Silver and jewels, precious stones in stream, Currency abundant, fulfilling my dream. Recovering treasures I thought once were lost, The Son now returning a victory in being best. Assets multiplying, growing in measure, Each wordly planting tickle Ly, tickling God’s spiritual pleasure. My visioning perfecting, a gift born anew, A wealth of creation,  presenting eye you.

  Each moment is a brushstroke,  For bringing attractive fruit to vine.  I believe into the present nine months time,  To be the best of its kind.  I willing grow in stature, for being the child, Whose blessing Gods hand,  When I came unto land, for obeyance of thee.  Foreseeing and impressing onto imaginations womb,  To bloom her ideal sea worldly for me.  Each moment a brushstroke, Attracting Bringing producing fruit to vine, Believing fully present, Nine months perfectly mine. Growing in my stature, As the blessed child thinking, Gifting by grace, To my Father’s guiding lifting hand. Foreseeing and impressing, Imaginations of in thy imaginary womb, Nurturing, blossoming, watering, Her worldly seeds sea in bloom. Obeyance unto thee, My becoming moment role rolling rolls strokeful brush, Fruitful, pure, craftly fine. Creating artfully in lovingly being. The son who listens for your reed words. 

  How you look at the world creates the view. The idea you have is reshaping rebuilding How your ideal response will present.  Being Arrow.  The story be told yet gloriously.  I am proud of my your consistent play,   Upon sky and say,  Knowingly improving the way.  To the Great idea, Who brought me to land, For procreating dominantly, lovingly seed, Into ears two hear, Upon winds vibrating vibrant heir.  How you see the world thinking time, Ideas shapefull building vision, Each new thought, an arrow in flight, Creating each story told gloriously bright. Proudly aiming conscious play, Mastering skies, perfecting unconscious say, Improving the path willing knowing precision, Breathing my dreams into vibrant fruition. To the Great Idea that brought I to stand, Planting dominantly seeds upon land, Words carrying lovingly, vibrating heir, My legacy rising—Arrowing rose I.

  When I think and picture you,  I think artfully greatfully beautiful.  This picturing I do of you, Is for the eyes to see and dance pretty to me.  For the flickering of this flame in the light.  I bring you to my minds eye sight.  Birthing a view to earn me my do, For believing in the seeing imagining kind. Capturing victorious winds fulfilling feeling sensing touching mind. When I think and picture you, My thoughts dance—gracefully, joyfully, lovingly beautifully blue. Each vision crafted, intricate, refined, A flame that is flickering  within mind I. Birthing scenes my victorys grow, Propelling wins where sensing touching feelingly flows. Believing, seeing, imagining through, My masterpiece born from thoughts thinking love, you.

  Am I free to go.  To the spiritual worlds coming into view.  Looking before and beyond its dew,  Where could I believe to be. For the thought to conceive I dream semen winning womb. Touching, loving, fucking the immaculate conception. Inception being God my great Father who planted I. Am You who knowingly thee, How gratefully I am being be.  Imagining I do Believing is seeing the best ideal pictures hue,  Abundantly above you enjoyingly loving me, blue Art baby living pretty too.  Am I free to travel to worlds unseen— Where visions ripple in waters serene? Beyond the dew,  my spirit anew, Believing each thought conceiving me through. Dreaming seeds of immaculate sight, Touching creation loving infinite light. My accepting, Father's artful inception, shaping perfection From loving His reflection. Gratefully, abundantly, imagining being, Coloring view —lovingly me. Art Baby Blue, living vibrant, true— A masterpiece seen in the mirror of...

  To take a large leap and reach, Here at the top I rest a new. Thinking about all the thoughts that got me to this view.  Yet fresh is due, for the song singing you.  Into the reaching of the skies intending to fly, Knowing flowing time willingly bring the signs. Grateful for all mind being one. Opening up heavens thighs for here comes the sun.  To take a leap, and reach inside, I stand at the top, the wind is my guide. A vision stretching, a thought renewing, Enjoying all the steps that brought this view. Yet fresh is due, a song be you, A rhythm carrying and artful tune. I reach touching the skies, persisting kissing I fly, A nurturing force lifting me high. For time flows forward, singing align, A perfect moment, a spark in mind. Grateful, fully knowing all is one, Heavens part—here comes the sun.

  Here in my minds eye do you see the view. Let me paint, you picture the sight about I.  Where you see me watering the seed,  For its birth in time for the new year proceeds.  Eight months preparing tilling being present.  How willing December here impressing matter, Cajoling pictures to arrange scenes expressing my theme. Grateful for the ideal bodies in attraction,  Formed by spirit to mine appreciation and my satisfaction . Here in my minds eye, do you see the view? Let me paint— picturing bringing forth the sight, Hear these thoughts carry my whispers to the wind, Where dawn prepares the coming light. I water the seed, tinder, spark, For time will birth what thought perceives. Eight months turning, tilling, willing you through, A harvest rich, my soul conceives. December sings in matters dance, Cajoling form to shake the plants. Arranging scenes of my success, A theme of love, a willed willing winning race. Grateful I stand, the bodies dra...

  May these words impress the air, For my picture dream thinking before eyes appear.  Here I rest and dwell, Enjoying one of my many mansions. I saw myself seeing me, living high above the sea. Touching the tip of the trees my toes, As I run upon the clouds bouncing like on pillows.  What an image conjuring mind brings in view,  Me successful lee, loving you.  May these words dance upon the air, A tickling thought, a visioning here. A mansion grand, a view so wide, Where dreams in love provide. I see myself in golden hue, Living high, the promise true. My picturing dream, you being free, Success full light loving me. Bouncing softly upon the clouds, Art Baby Blue, happy and proud.