James.:.Bilione

  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....

  Why its important for you to create fire. From my perspective, to read about another provides inquire, Into your abilities to produce a similar spark.  Now being a moment for me to cement mind. A proper place to be and mould ideal kind. To think what I be and dominate breath, As I mentally prepare the space I hold, Picturing flames rise up bold, Knowing what and why I am told.  Why is it important for you to create fire? From my perspective, it’s the seed in sire, To read about another is to ignite inquire, A fuel you own to spark into the higher. Now comes the moment to cement my mind, A proper place, moulding the ideal kind. To think what I be, and dominate breath, Mentally preparing the space I possess. Picturing flames rise up, bold and free, Knowing the purpose is revealing thee. What and why, I burn in light, The fire within, sparking ignite.

  I can be what I will to be For the better of perfection Feeling new beat in light I come to say my day is bright For the skies are spreading thighs to view As my dreams grow into trees loving you I can be what I will to be, A vessel perfecting the see and thee. Feeling a beat, fresh and tight. Following a prepared way, my say inviting inside. For the tides part, spreading eyes, Inviting dreams to thrive inside. Each thought a seed, each hope a me, Growing strong, rooting in loving thee. The light reflecting visions anew, A journey guiding by Art Baby Blue. For in thy dreaming today, the blessings light, Enjoying loving, tickling site.

  To the reader of my message in a bottle, So it seems if one dreams a thought into an idea, Watering it, nurturing it, journaling it, Believing it, I realize new it exists.  For where else though shall it.  To gain it in the mind whereby one holds, Stand tall and be happy for all.  For me the message in the bottle,  I feel easy about dreams for expect abundance, Joy, love from the most high,  And in my mind these words come true, For me who is tending tilling thy. To my angels, myths gods goddesses harnessing  Around protecting I, waiting for my call out to sky, It has come unto thee, God premeditated me. And He being God and overseer thee,  Gratefully be these words you see. Hear.  To the reader of my message in a bottle,   Know this—dreams born as thoughts take form,   Watered, nurtured, journaled, believed,   Into the new here and existing, as I conceived.   For where else could they, wondering me?...

  Taking my time to craft the right mind, Speaking into wind knowing its part of the act,  Playing the role of a life time each beat of the heart, Planting new seeds to bring better scenes, Feeling the excitement in the jitters of the stomach, Smiling, enjoying, and trusting, where I am going. The only words I read are these,  Believing what I think about I become, So that mirror is clear, like my name, back and, fore ground,  Living in my beautiful homes, traveling privately around globe,  Grateful for the thriving business providing me this time,  To mend and mold my mine, producing gold.  Taking my time to craft the right mind,   Speaking into the wind, knowing it's kind.   Playing the role of a lifetime, heart in each beat,   Planting new seeds, better scenes to meet. Feeling the excitement, the jitters inside,   Smiling, enjoying, trusting my stride.   The only words I read are these,   B...

  I awake to a smiling face you, How happy to be me and so beautiful too, For investing into words, bringing forth appear, Now I know how to use my wording clear, For letting go, and meditating faith, Holding onto one sure place, the porting of my mind, where I see you shine, Fulfilling my life and script in time, What a joy you are to thee, lovingly you, me. I awake, smile in, face you,   How happy to be me, and so close too.   For singing words that  you hear,   Now I know how to use my voice clear. Running go, seeing faith,   Holding onto one sure place.   That port of my mind where I see you shine,   Fulfilling my life and script in time. What a joy you are to thee,   Lovingly you, being me. voice

  What do you see when you look at me?   Do you see my smile or see right through thee?   For me being me, the knew in the who,   Standing upon the Sun, looking into you. How wonderfully you stand upon all the land,   Resurrecting the Christ like it is a thing.   Honoring my Father for Him being king,   And planting in me the winning being. --- **Visual Expansion (Image Ideas):** 1. **Looking Through the Smile**      - **Image**: A close-up of a smiling face, with light shining through the person, symbolizing depth beyond appearances, the ability to see into one's true self. 2. **Standing Upon the Sun**      - **Image**: A figure standing on the radiant surface of the Sun, looking out into the distance, symbolizing enlightenment, vision, and the power of presence. 3. **Resurrecting the Christ**      - **Image**: A glowing figure emerging from the ground, arms rais...

  I am making a new step in my walk,   Living life, talking that talk.   Each word I invest for me to breathe,   To impress thy mind, certain I believe. For who brings forth the fruits of thought to your eyes?   For I, the utmost being, one.   In characters formed into words,   Are dreams and imaginings present. For my ideas growing, my one hundred living lists achieved,   How grateful to be,   Rising my hands up to the sun,   Showing the sign for victory. Vibrating air for God to appear,   And smile into I, His love for thee—   Me. art baby blue voice

  Stretching out into the ether,   Painting a picture is me.   Sitting in my beautiful home, building, shop,   Smiling to God, singing, "Thank you, Father." Beautiful girl by my side, enjoying the wonder,   Bank accounts growing by leaps, bounds,   Increasing monthly income, profit abound.   New apparel on arrival,   Time to shine,   Bringing out my style for I to profile.    Success and love, the stars love you.   Looking at my masterpiece coming into view,   Living my dream, ever so true. --- This radiates the fulfillment of my dreams, painting a picture of prosperity, love, and style. Do you reflect my vision? art baby blue voice

  In all my adventures,   I sought the wisdom from sparks and stars,   Wondering on planets and where I am really from,   Looking out into space from the earth to the moon,   Knowing that my ship shall be arriving very soon. Molding and shaping the ether is thee,   Consistently forming I abundantly,   For being successful, wealthy, and healthy,   To loving myself happy and so willing to pray. Thanking God for high heavens' heights,   To burning the lights at both ends bright,   Being certain to picture perfect,   I imaginate pretend, crafting my path to ascend. --- This captures my cosmic journey of self-discovery, creation, and success, weaving my dreams with the stars. Perfectly aligned with my intended direction. original quick voice

  Haribol Nitai Gatur,   Nitai Gatur Haribol,   In the park, among some lights,   Hearing a chant, my name called. Following the energy phonetically,   Amongst the tall trees, sitting, I see the voice,   Singing Gauranga to thee,   From the heart, I feel the sway, vibrating me side to side. Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna,   Krishna, Krishna,   Hare, Hare,   Hare Rama, Hare Rama,   Rama, Rama,   Hare, Hare. More enjoyment to the way,   Me singing along all day,   The rhythm of life, and dancing emitting the light, In this chant, my mind brings the key,   Unlocking the soul, to simply be free. --- The verses carry the energy of light and chant, flowing with wisdom and harmony. 

  Forgiving to invest,   For the future being best.   I bring forth 50 doors, multi-family,   Insuring a sea of currency. A thought so fresh and clean, pretty you,   For art baby blue, enjoying the today's pictured assets I do. --- In the act of being in flow, I am the key,   For giving today to invest in me.   The doors of opportunity opening wide,   Multi-family wealth flowing beyond the tide. A sea of currency, automatic and sure,   A future built on foundations pure.   Each thought, a vision, so fresh, so clean,   Manifesting wealth in the unseen. Art baby blue, for being true,   Bringing joy in every asset new.   Today's success, tomorrow's gain,   All flowing like controlling the rain. With every door, I see the rise,   A future bright beneath the skies.   For in this moment, I invest this $10,000.00 say,   For receivi...

  To be honored and forthcoming,   Says the wind to me.   I shall bring forth your fruits for loving the sea,   Until the end of time you shine loving light,   Brightening the A’s for challenging to B. For you, I honor the future soaring,   Singing like the present, perfecting thy roar. --- This chapter reflects on the wisdom of the wind as a guiding force, promising to carry forward the fruits of love and light. The imagery of honoring the future and soaring with the wind emphasizes growth, transformation, and embracing challenges with strength. It is a celebratory and empowering addition to my poetic journey.

  The art of manifesting life   Is knowing you are each breath.   For these moments living,   With the water so blue   And the sky so high,   Fulfilling scripture, I. Smiling in the heavens, radiating light,   Bringing fruitful ideas to skin, enjoying eyes. --- The sky above, the water below,   Reflecting the path where dreams grow.   Know big surprise, I realize,   That all I seek, before me lies. With every breath, the light expands,   Flowing like rivers through my hands.   In the heavens, my spirit shines,   Radiating joy through space and mind. Fruitful ideas blossom rising,   Touching the soul, nurturing I.   In this life, I manifest the glow,   Each thought a seed, each breath the flow. --- This chapter continues the theme of breath as a vital force in manifesting life. The imagery of water, sky, and radiating light blends seam...

  A new perspective for me letting go,   And allowing flow.   Setting intentions forward, planning trips present,   For Mother Earth creating my picture foreplay. All is mind, as above pretty you,   Joyful below if one must,   Yet ascendingly me high for thee. Only idea flowing, nurturing me,   I, you are great, right, good love.   So below, above, and high as sky,   Peering through. --- The flow of thoughts, nurturing, kind,   I feel the love, both yours and mine.   Greatness, rightness, love so true,   All ascends as art baby blue. Peering through the clouds, I rise,   Higher still, with open eyes.   For in the flow, I find my peace,   A soaring mind, a sweet release. --- This chapter beautifully captures the process of letting go and allowing life’s flow to shape your experience. The imagery of setting intentions, Mother Earth, and ascending...

  The ideas about belief and imagination   Have come upon my mind again,   Yet this time connecting dots, bridges, and stories.   The greatest challenge not to mind   Is birthing fruit from the womb.   The idea seems so soft and sweet—   It is, and such a special treat. To embellish my play in love,   To act out each part,   While enhancing my name, sweet heart. --- Belief and imagination combine,   Creating bridges of thought so fine.   Each dot connected tells my tale,   Where dreams I born, on they sail. The act of creation, soft and sweet,   Brings forth fruit, a wondrous feat.   From the womb of thought, it springs anew,   A world of love, where dreams come true. To play in love, to weave each scene,   A life of purpose, pure and clean.   In every part, I make my role,   Enhancing the name that fills my soul. ...

  where ever your energy goes, flows the wind and all there is, opening sesame to the door inner I, reaching out and lifting sky, smiling eyes gracing vine, appreciating the fruits incoming mine.

  God does some wonderful things all of the time,   At least for me specifically.   Calling all kind ancestry,   For releasing the pressure and letting God do. Forever forgiving and asking me to be too,   For being grateful for living, scribing, and breathing free   All around the world about me. --- In every moment, I see the signs,   God’s wonders weaving through the lines.   A call to ancestors, wise and kind,   Their guidance whispering in my mind. The weight of life, I gently release,   Letting God’s grace bring me peace.   Forgiveness flows, as I learn to be,   A vessel of love, living free. Gratitude fills my every breath,   A song of thanks with every step.   For in this life, I find my place,   Scribing my journey with gentle grace. Around the world, in every land,   I feel God’s touch, His guiding hand.   And as I ...

  My blessing for the nebulous sky before I,   On this wonderful day, what magic shall you bring   To my experience attractingly for thee?   That's funny to say yet sacred to think and speak. Will my companies be growing, flowing currency?   I agree—abundantly, lovingly free.   Art baby blue, how precious are you,   So special, the universe will show me how special today. --- As I gaze upon the sky so wide,   A canvas of dreams where thoughts reside,   I send my blessings far and near,   Inviting magic to appear. This day, so full of possibility,   What wonders will you bring to me?   In the sacred dance of thought and word,   I find the magic, softly heard. Will my ventures flourish, will they grow?   With flowing currency, will they glow?   I trust in abundance, freely given,   A loving force by which I'm driven. Art baby blue, you ...