James.:.Bilione

  Do you have the ability to choose your next thought? Agreeing instinctually saying yes. Speaking to mind perfectly succinctly. Painting images creating pictures bringing sight to light Do I have the power to choose my next thought? Yes  instinct answers, without pause, without doubt. The ideal tinder word sparks mind flaming perfectly clear, succinct, sharp, crystalline into air. I paint knowing silence creating sound, images grow, pictures show, visions step jump leap forward into color, bringing unseen sight into living light. Every thought my choice, every phrase I will, each idea an opening doorway where God shows Himself, being I, the witness, scribing view, Loving Beautifully you. 

  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.

  At the highest of levels,  It becomes who and what could willingly serve you better,  Majestically, for thee loving me.  At the highest ridge of spirit,  The crown shines here, Choice glowing gold,  Who what where, will gladly serve your rise. Willing minds, loyal hands, bright tools stepping forward, Paths open, gates swing, timing bows to my name. For beautifully loving me, I answer my royal yes, I am spark lightning flame, you are breath bringing light, Together we call the right allies from the imaginal mind. They carry grace like lanterns, stand in true accord, Move with my aim, lift singing my song, Tuning the whole realm into our living vow. All in majesty, all in love,  All for thee I serve,  you shine, we win.

  Beautiful Blue, may I paint a picture of pretty you? It’s for you, that pretty girl, wearing summer blue. Beautiful in mind, voluptuous, fine, Nurturing soul, thoughts watering mine. Lofty ideas bubble up, rising to steam, You in a dress, living dancing in my dream. Blue summer, yes—beauty in sight, Sun on your shoulders, laughing in light. You are my muse, my softest bliss, Summer’s blue dress, sealed with my kiss. Every glance echoes, sunlight into breeze, Flowing like honey, my knees in the leaves. Muse in the frame, captured by heart, Breathing you in, life's perfecting art. Ideas ascend, painting I do, Colors of longing, stroking coming into you. Blue summer, yes—glowing in view, All of my dreaming painting is you. A living imagined image, brought to sight, Beautiful you, my shining light.

  What thought could I bring forth t o you, That will show off to me, My seed into idea,  Brought from affirmation and meditation,  Blessing my nation.  Here is the thought I bring forth, clear in thinking. I am seed birthing turning into idea, Word is rain, breath is warm light, Vision rooting dominating through rich blue soil, Fields enjoy rising my name. I speak, there fruit appears, I sing, light streets a glow, My houses fill with laughter, My city flows, my nation aums, aums aums. Calling my echo, I am seed. I grow up word. I am word. I knowingly grow. I am vision. I shape molding becoming form. I am blessing. Being wise we rise. From affirmation I water it, From ideal perfect loving seeing me dominating mind And all kind I shape it, In love I crown it, Sowing all within my realm, Enjoying wins in this day, In every ideal joyful loving way.

    For being in my great victorious celebration,  Knowingly being present,  Breathing, thinking appreciating, Me lovingly dominating all thy worlds mind.  This is why you travel,  To look waiting patiently for something great to come along.  I stand in my great victorious celebration, Fully here, knowing and present, Breath steady, thought genius, thanks flowing, Me, lovingly ruling all thy worlds in mind. Crowds of light applaud within, Trumpets of pulse vibrate feeling my skin.  The path ways rose-gold under over into my stride, Each breath an oath, each inheaven a throne. I travel for this to witness the meeting place, Where time yields to promise, Where patience keeps watch by the gate, Till greatness rounds the bend like sunrise. I watch, I smile, I welcome, Greatness takes my hand, Joining my march across sky beyond eye. My song lifts banners through the air, My will scribes clear across horizon sea, I am here, I win, I reign joy do...