For the basis of knowledge resides in the Supreme Good. Everything in the cosmos is serving giving energy by spirit,  Like  a mechanical  musical instrument,  Both subject to the will kissing lovingly being highest son God.  For now, let this be sufficient for thee. Let me paint my present picture pretty for me.  Being all in dream, for thinking living breathing,  Investing each word for reoccurring dividends, From songs singing attracting earning currency, Affirming showing my belief.  Believing I become what I think.  I, The ideal dominate greatest best.  In the cosmos, knowledge finds its home, Rooting creating within the Supreme Good alone. Every star and planet, each atom, each moment, Is energizing Spirit, animating divine power. Life, a musical instrument, precise, sublime, Guided by the Highest Will, perfecting mind. Now, let my present picture appear— Crafted through dreams, words vibrant and clear. Each thought inves...

  For being my brothers and sisters keeper,  Building,  Ascending, Strengthening breathing certain, His will my wind. Here I am at the precipice in life, Wondering , dreaming, choosing, i deally thinking right. I ask God If I may take breath, So I can sing his song being One.  For being my brother's keeper, Ascending with sisters, building clear, Strengthening bonds interwind, His will becomes my at most sphere. In life's precipice, quietly calmly lovingly standing, Dreaming, choosing clarity's sight, Wondering aloud, yet overstanding, Ideally thinking, breathing literary right. I ask God for instinctual light beyond breathe. Hear my heart, Your pulse is spinning; Great fully cheers is I believe— One breath, one song, we are, is One.

  Ye are gods, and all of you are children of the most high, Be ye therefore wise as serpents and loving as doves.  For being in faith and acceptance of my light.  If you would enter into the image in your imagination, Then would you know what it is to be creatively transformative, Then would you realize your wishful dreamful thought.  Your image imagining embodied. For you truth be seeing, Picturing fulfilling abundance wealthy great gardens. For you, I myself enter the image,  Thinking from it or it is incapable of birth.  Do you see I hear in the womb, its me the seed.  Ye are gods, Children of the Most High, Wise as serpents, loving as doves in flight. By faith, I step in two energizing the light,  Accepting fully, my visions inner sight. In my imagination, I dwell alive living, true, Creatively transforming, dreaming worlds beautifully anew. I enter the image, thinking from within,  For thought is the womb, mind I—the seed therein. ...

  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 ...

  Breathing in the wind, my kingdom unfolds, Gold in the air, legacy foretold. Feeling the rhythm vibrating thought,  Beating the pulse tickling the sea, Frequency high all gifting lovingly me. Inheaving creation, exheaving perplexion, Mastering moments, shaping perfection. Hearing whisper your fortune, you a currency heir, Flowing in streams, sowing prepare. Here is the seed, planted in mind, Rooted in fire, sparking in kind. Let it stretch, let it rise, Touching, kissing thy heavens eyes,  Claiming dominating stimulating my skies. Breathing the wind, my kingdom ascends, Gold-laced clouds where fortune extends. Legacy written in currency told, Each word a pillar, each breath earning bold. Rhythms resounding creating new salt, Tickling tides seeing my visions picturing thought. Frequency high, the crown aligns, Lovereign in light, blessing mind. Inheaving creation, sculpting the air, Exheaving illusion, perfecting the rare. Mastering time, bending th...

  Could I present to you, a thoughtful song,  For bringing you coming along.  Practicing perfecting in wiggling into you my way,  Creating the story for our bodies to play.  How will you do, when you come into dream,  Carrying forth acting your ideal scene. Where you are positioned at the top rocking G spot.    Perfecting my step, wiggling through, Crafting a story where bodies move. My rhythm from behind, a spark its time, Shaping the stage for love to climb. Could I present to you, a song so true, Meant specific for the breath in you. Bringing you forward, coming you near, Echoing softly for I to hear.   How will you do, when dream meets real, When passion moves, and sensual feel? Where you stand, on top in sight, Rocking the spot, ruling the night.

  Who paints the sky before thy, Beyond my grateful me.  The joy of imagination creating and living lovingly in thee.  To my God above below inside outside all thoughts in word.  My cue de tah for you this day.  For you I breathe, for you I think.  For you I plant this here before you,  For you when your time to account for me. Who paints the sky before thy, Beyond the reach of grateful I? Imagination pushing the breeze, Living, loving, flowingly we. To my God—to spark, the pulse, the light, Above, below, beyond all sight. Inside, outside, every word, A present thought the heavens heard. My cue de tah, my love you say, For you, I breathe, for you, I be. For you, I plant these seeds in time, For you to find to be proud of you. Me. 

  To day I give all my love to those who want,  And bless all those who need.  To receive all the love blessed from and for the God above. Beyond in scope to this picture. A perfect one going about thinking drawing scenes, Ideal out comes showing my shine, Birthed from this moment in mind,  I invest these thoughts in time.  Abracadabra means I create as I speak,  Five fulfilled dreams became achieved goals.  Thank you Father, for your inspiring speech, From each breath I thank loving you  Breathe. To day, I give my love to thee, To those who want, who seek to be. And bless the ones who call to me, For my love flows steaming forth to sea, A picture formed beyond the sky, Drawn from thought, my dreams coming in to eyes. Ideal outcomes brought to light, I invest this time, this moment, this second.  Abracadabra—I create as I think, And bring to speak Five fulfilled, five more to me, Thank you, Father, for breathing speech in to see.

  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.

  On top of this note I put my melody,  A stroke my art my mark.  A sound with a resounding resinew spark. It seems I am reaching the core into many worlds.  For I say singing be great fully you.  Willing all words of ideal mine to shine. For this act, I call all milling wanting to play, Just being certain only create making my day.  By this I means to say,  Talking you to the promising land, this way.  On top of this note, I sing my melody, A stroke, my art, my legacy. A sounding rippling, a sparking line, Reaching the core where all worlds align. For I singing, Be great, being gratefully you, Each word the light, the truth breaking through. Willing wills ideals, beaconing to shine, Crafting a reality, wholly mind. This act, this call, for all who dare, To playing in the visioning, beyond the where. Creating joy full, shaping the day, Leading the path to the promising way. By this rhythm, by this say, I bring you forth to where...

  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...

  To visualize a flower bloom from seed.  That is todays task, planted before you ask.  What type of flower shall it be,  The ideal specific rose rising meant for me.  Mentally thinking, literally being,  Sowing growing above below is thy.  Into sky loving one, hugging Sun is I.  Is the goal and score.  From the core inward Earth, Outward Shine, radiating vibrating line, Into beautiful array brought for my mind.  To visualize a flower bloom from seed, A task of creation, fulfilling need. What type of flower shall grace the air? A rose, ideally, beyond compare. Planted before the question could rise, Its petals form, a gift loving skies. Mentally thinking, literally  meaning , A seminal act in my purpose fully  bein g. Above and below, thy roots take hold, Into the Sun, where stories are told. The goal, the score, the essence mine, Radiating outward, a luminous line. From Earth’s core to heaven’s crest, A bloom unf...

  Thank you Father for allowing me to mold the state.  For being great, I am. Now onto bringing matters.  In gestation of kind, being more wonderfully mine.  I allow my ideal picturing you making sweet love to thine.  From the x to y and enjoying aahhh sigh. My minds mental twisting is showing you style,  Being certain its a living generating currency bow. Happy that I'm tickling singing my flow.  For all that I be to seeding and sowing Eyes from upon high knowing.  Thank you, Father, for giving the state, For being I'm great, shaping trait. Now onto matters, bringing them hear, Gestating wonders, treasures held there. I allow my ideal, picturing dancing thine, Sweet loving weaving through you mine. From X to Y, an intimate kiss, Insisting my mind persists,  Paintings dreaming's, scenes - sky. Living currency, a bow I bestow, Happy am I, singing my flow. For all I be, for seeds I sow, Eyes from above, watching me grow.

  I touched skin and the tasting of fruit.  From my thoughts brought a pretty smile. Now being certain than any other,  I double down for a triple up.  Perfecting the plan is the man I am. Painting picture for my eyes to see. Showing me rise sky high abundantly Dominating the air and the wind surrounding thee. For letting my words create the path built for me to be.  I touching skin is tasting my fruit, From this thought brought ideal more from the absolute. Now being certain than any other, I double down for a triple up cover. Perfecting the man is the I am plan, Painting pictures for my eyes to challenge the sea Showing me rise sky high abundantly, Dominating heir winning surrounding we. For intending my words to imagine opening the path, Built by my God for me to be, Daringly bold, the victor I am told, Of the light in the Sun which is me. 

  What have I and what am I learning at this point.  Being literal is the key for living in the world with me.  To my invisible bricks laying down before my feet,  Creating a path for me to be. Golden as hue and so pretty me you.  Hear my little verse to nurse my view.  To be in State of being the Great.  A thoughtful wise light to think. Yet being cause its my fruit upon vine,  God wants you to know he is strengthening my spine.    For being so gratefully loving to all kind. What am I learning wielding point? Being literal is the key for dominating the world above the sea.  To my invisible bricks laying down and stepping up before my feet, Creating a path forth willing me to be. The sun to you and so pretty a view,  Hear my little verse to nurse a come true. To be living State loving being Great, A thoughtfully realizing idea my mate.  Yet being cause it’s my fruit upon vine, God building utilizing strengthening...

  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,...