James.:.Bilione

  For the steam rising up before I,  Ascending up high into sky,  Blessing the air appearing clear Birthing forth the heavens blessings upon earth ears.  For the steam rising up before I, Gracefully ascending high into sky. Blessing air, clear and near, Birthing heaven's gifts for earth to hear. Each breath releasing upward might, Transforming dreams into visions come light. Spirit rising, dreams sowing clear, Manifesting blessings far, near. Skyward bound, my thoughts flowing stream, Lifting life through clouds steam. Heaven's feathers gently speak, Earth, be hearing, receiving, the loving me, she seeks. For the steam rising up before I, Gracefully ascending high into sky. Blessing the air, appearing clear, Birthing heaven's song for earth to hear. Each breath a lift, an ethereal flight, Dreams transforming in vision’s light. Spirit rising, thought flowing being, Lifting life through veils of steam. Heaven’s whispers gently speak, Earth be listeni...

  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.

  As one who sees me into viewing the world,  Being certain I am play full to say.   Singing my song dancing all the way.  The joy of being in my sea is always a pretty view,  For if I could choose and do, I choose a beautiful you.  Yet to be clear I am further to there,  Closer than near for me to appear, lovingly. Which I am. As one viewing me into the world, A picture painting, a vision bringing lightning. Being certain, I am play full to say, Singing my song, dancing all the way. Yet what does that mean to be,  The joy of being in my sea, Reflects a view so beautifully me. For if I could choose and do, I choose a beautiful smiling loving me fucking you. Yet to be clear, I am further to there, Closer than a whisper in the air, Blink than near for me to appear, Lovingly, which I am—right here.

  Show me how good my life could be, Beyond what is already presently.  For me being given the title King,  From the atoms the birds and the bees.  I stand in wonder picturing how I want my year,  Five, ten, fifteen, thirty out there. Knowing when I see a bird fly above or by,  Thats my environment and all things in my eye. I am proud of you and me,  And who you are willing the future your being.  For assisting the sky given the question about I.  Hear my picture painted before thy.  An opening seeing enjoying world view,  My eyes being present to air.  For milling making mental beautifully impressing impressions.  And pretending I am greatest scriber too.  Show me how good my life could be, Beyond what’s already shining presently. For I have been given the title of King, From atoms to birds to the bees that sing. I stand in wonder, eyes creating the years, Five, ten, fifteen, thirty stretching there. Knowing e...

  Retro forward thought concentrating on ideals,  Hearing words sung is a treat yet each song is watering,  What melody could I present for making my movies, The fame, accolades, the freedom to be, To create similar to this yet with more of a kiss.  Certain for new formations, My approach is fresher than refreshing fresh.  More about my experience - all future grow, By the time you come arrive, de ja vu.  Retro forward thought manifesting my ideals, Singing words currency, watering reels. My melody my craft my movement to you, The fame, the accolades, the freedom to view. Creating a win to this, and sweetening it with a kiss, Forming new shapes, a future of bliss. My approach fresher than fresh can express, To the rhythm of growth, my ultimate success. More about the journeying, all future to sow, Each note, each verse, a seed they grow. By the time you come,  De ja vu will bring a thoughtful chime, Living the future I pictured in rhyme.

  I put forth all my might into the presenting picture.  Created from my words inspiring thought.  What could you imagine its means to living life.  Are my dreams in vision what do you see is it nice, There is a bridge in heaven and a stairway to the Sun. What could you mean by the pun.  That you have been storying some fun.  Where lights grow you beyond loving one. I bring forth all my sight into presenting picture, Words carving light, inspiring thought’s full scripture. What do you imagine, its meaning to my life’s play? Are my dreams your vision, is it nice today? A bridge in heaven stretches far to you, A stairway from Son bathing golden view. What is the pun, the riddle I’ve spun? A story in joyce where love begun. Where flowers bloom and hearts take light, Beyond the one, into infinite night. What grows here is the seed of fun, A stairway leading us all to the Sun.

  Whatsoever things ye sire, when ye pray,  Believe that ye receive them and ye shall have them. I stretch my spirit to fulfill reaching surpassing mind,  Yes beyond the scope of being far is sight.  I have been putting all my thoughts in words to music.  Its an interesting spark yet I lean on ingroovement.  For both the art yet specific for the purposeful intent.  It is allowing me to see my words sung on stages around the globe.  For this new thought train on tracks seeding care and love in the air. Am I to feel a stadium full of fans listening clapping hands.  I do see and hearing it true.  Whatsoever things ye sire, when ye pray, Believe that ye receive them and they come your way. I stretch my spirit, reaching beyond mind, Surpassing the edges of space and time. Each thought I’m sowing in melody and word, A spark igniting, my voice now heard. Leaning into the groove of creation's flow, Artful yet purposeful, watching it grow. I h...

  All things of good kind for you,  In my drawing you air,  Straight lines appear revealing your hair, For the sight before thee, is mentally me. So perfection is found, and I circle it sound.  For being all things is my key to thee.  I fly the world all over to see,  Being certain that it is truly round to me. On this note may have your ear,  I am curious to know if you want to travel my dear.  For all things of good kind I send to you, In my drawing breath, the sky turns blue. Straight lines emerge, revealing your hair, A vision of you, crafted with care. The sight you see is mentally me, Perfection circled, beautifully. Being all things is the key I hold, Unlocking wonders, stories gold. I fly the world, exploring its bound, Certain and clear that it’s truly round. On this note, may I have your ear? A curious question—shall we travel, my dear? Across the sky, over land two sea, Together, creating our ecstasy. For in your smile, I...

  Into my Fathers arms.  Is the only true answer to where I am going.  Feelingly believing that is the only place for me. Walking on water upon sea looking out to land.  Beyond the quiet and the peace I breathe, Wandering where God is taking thee.  To this thought bubbling up free in to air, Knowing that there is some one some where who cares.  Yet here I sit contemplating my wit.  Hopeful inner eye will open unto fit.  The ideal perfecting idea to be, To the one who thinking breathing thee. Thank you from your great I am me.  Into my Father’s arms I hide, The truest haven, where I confide. Believing aligns with the path I see, Walking on water, calm as can be. Above the sea, I gaze to shore, Beyond the peace, I seek for more. Wondering thoughts rising, bubbling free, Calling me softly, Who cares for thee? Here I sit, my reflection inspection, Hoping for wisdom and I connection. The ideal forms shape, a thought beget see, Perfecti...

  Each moment I go into the world, To create and manifest an ideal team. For bringing out picturing I in a fulfilling scene.  As much as one adds equals two, From my spark in heart, I thinking me you. Wondering when, we make love a thing. As you come riding upon my ding a ling.  For this I stand erect to sing,  And sing my song in an artful way, Being certain I attract you fore play.  This moment, I step into the light, Crafting me world of dreams into sight. Building a team, ideal and true, From sparks, my heart, I think of you. Wondering when we turn love making art, Ready aim fire start. As you come riding upon my dream, Manifesting, flowing sharing living theme. For this, I rise, erect to sing, My song singing dancing in rhythm I swing. Being certain that my song draws a pause hear, From my play in love, crystal clear.  

  To act knowingly in the world on your stage.  For all kind mine, I imagine creation dreaming.  Thinking and believing me into scene. Drawing upon the one in your being.  For the sight seeing eyes looking out into sky, Quenching my thirst for knowing why.  Here is my view and a question too, Wondering where my life is growing, yet hopeful cue. These are my pictures and words present mind, A prelude for my day attracting beauties shine.

  Each time and moment I think,  I believe I am on the brink,  Of my light bulb about to blink.  For in my mind I see it ignite. For the chicken in the egg, My are you tasty, Says the womb to the sperm.  As heaven above,  so heaven below, Just being certain that you know.  That its about time for you to show. Each moment I think, I come alive, On the brink of my light ball beings thrive. In my mind, I see it ignite, A spark of creation, bold and bright. The chicken and egg, a riddle profound, Tasty musings in cyclings all abound. Come says the womb to the sperm, let’s play, For heaven’s rhythm flowing this way. As above, so below, the blessings flow, The cosmical dancing ensuring you know. Timing turning its key; the curtain draws, To reveal your light, to rouse applause. It’s about time, the seed must show, From fertile thought, the branches grow. In this moment, my bulb doing shine, Mirroring the light of the Great of all mind.

  Am I progressing? I have been thinking about life and my purpose breathing, again.  What is the one thing I would do if success is the only option? Each day I ask God what to say in my play. Knowing thinking like arrow, is breathing. Provide me the seed to birth your view, Father as my mind is clear and spirit is pure being yet you know my way and what thoughts I am bringing coming into each moment present. What specific impact do I want to have on the world, my community, and those I care about? I present Earth these and all my words for eyes to read and ears to hear. Being what I think, becoming what I think, I think I am God's greatest gift to himself.  If I could create my perfect day as my ideal self, what would it look like from rise to bed? Rise and shine my Sun who I am proud in loving you. Each day a new is perfect for me to be ideally the spark in the heart being Son. My shop, my building, my land, me dwelling in all God's given family mansions in around upon ...

  Feeling into reality touching my creation being that it has already  Materialized, e motions amplifying attraction done. Oh how fun.  Beyond five minutes daily in a meditative state, visualizing my,  Twenty five building goal, me standing looking out to view,  Immersing joy and gratitude into myself and two. Energizing excitement in the pictured thought,  Having it, living it, being it, brought. Recognizing my unique skills and strengths,  Creation grounds the magnetic energy into actionable breaths,   Come talent, come skill, come willing knowledge, Come for I to play.  Acting with Confidence,  Releasing attachment to all  How while trusting the process.  Beginning with this small, inspired action resonating vision.  Being bold, intentional action what will I experience today that  Aligns with this creative vision? Feeling into reality, touching the now, The creation materialized, I wonder how? Emotions rise...

  The birth of AI, beyond the ball player.  I have begun to learn and immerse myself into idea, Seemingly it helps me configure my thinking.  Having wondered how these building are created, My exploration into learning what I want and getting a response. It is a key for opening to so much more.  To know and feel these tools and resources  have been around for sometime, Yet new to me kind of sortly for the ether still creates.  The voice capabilities is similar to me  Presenting these words to screen.  For more and more, one thing for sure,  This is the next frontier for and in front of me. Yet I feel this idea has always been available, And from my creation it began.  From a seed of thought, the spark took form, An AI birth beyond the norm. Not just a player in the grand game, Yet a mirror of mind, a new frontier to claim. Immersed in idea, configuring view, Exploring the ways it shapes what's true. How are the buildings imagined,...

  Have you ever felt the wind at your back? Pushing forward ever so fast. In control yet letting go, you know? These are my feelings that are creating impressions, Knowing they are something better shall take space, Out picturing the air land and sea opening three ideal doors for me.  Firstly, To dominate the air inside breathing thinking thee, Surrounding the Sun radiating light upon I.  Secondly,  to travel the galaxy world in mind loving all kind,  For I to see and learn to be a better pretty me. Thirdly - For my shadow created by the Sun, Multiply I into two upon land for me to procreate, The Earth per my Father's seed. As my imaginal act begins seeing all before the wind,  And knowing my shadow is Gods eyes upon I. Hear is the road presented before me,  As one looks up out into sky thankful, joyful, and happy to be.  My artful reflection. Have you ever felt the wind at your back, urging you forward yet asking you to surrender? This is the pa...