James.:.Bilione

  I call to every ideal loving spirit,  God created for me to enjoy growing know.  To bring forth the best me breathing eternity.  Answers the all, here the air shimmers, their arrival, Ideal loving spirits, brought from the threads for God’s boy, Each one a note my eternal song. They gather humming in the garden of my becoming, Hands shaping light, Whispers sowing seeds in the soil strengthening my soul. I feel their breath inside my own, Inheaving the promise in of love forever, Exheaving the best me,  Into the vast sea, Unending be.

  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.

  Who am I for being me.  I dance in word for you to play, Rising, swaying, forging a path lighting the way. Letting every spirit being fully persuaded, In his own mind.  Being, I have a large, steady, increasing reoccurring income,  Consistent in integrity integral to benefitting,  Mutually beneficent  Beings.  Being, I am happily married,  Being, I am Great, Being, I am love.  Being, I am contributing to the best greatness of the world.  Receiving with meekness the inborn Sun, Word kindling sparking flame, Enlightening dancing playing word.  Behold how great matter a little fire kindleth.  Being me for who I am.  The dancing sway in fire, Rising sparks, forging paths, Lighting ways unseen yet faith. Full feeling fully persuaded, spiritually me, Each mind story told artfully boldly. Being true to who ideally I am— Foretelling the visions view.  Income abundant, steady increasing streams, Integr...

  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.  

  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....

  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.

  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.

  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...

  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.

  I knock upon the heavens,  Looking for a word to light the day.  To reveal upon me your magicinal say, That will bring forth a treasure opening the way. To allow God to love me He may. As I do appreciate Him in all my plays. The right ideas come unto me to see and please. For this is my dreams acting hear as a thought, Thinking from an assumption unties all knots. I knock upon heavens gate,   Seeking words to bend my fate.   A spark, a whisper, a guiding ray,   A treasure formed to light the way.   God, in love, bestows His grace,   Illuminating each step, each place.   Every thought I cast to see,   Brings the world unfolding free.   For dreams are scripts, acts in play,   Flowing forth as times array.   An assumption breathes, unties, refines,   Unlocking, opening doors to fulfill my mind. 

  Here I go thinking beautifully perfecting in style. Catching you preparing to listen a little closer now.  To your joy of going beyond the sea, To where your imagination pops up to be.  From hear the picture showing two girls loving me, Oh how artfully art baby blue being free.  Commanding I call Standing tall  For all mind is pretty to thee.  Here I go, weaving thought in two style, Perfecting the rhythm, mile by vowel. Catching your ear, a kissing, a sound, A melody rising, lifting fucking I ground. Beyond the sea where dreams coming you, Imagination sparks, painting light. My visioning appears, so playfully true, Two stars aligned, loving me, you. Oh, how artfully free I believe is seeing, Art Baby Blue, Gods gift being view. Commanding presence, standing tall, For mind’s great job, I answer all. To every note, to every rhyme, I plant my seeds birthing space into time, For trees growing into birds fore knowing the winds chime.

  What if a being like thee came before your eyes, How could you react to a spiritual face present. To my imaginal I, seeing you me, Patient in the sea, walking, running dreaming to be.  Curious to float and rise with thee where wisdom pictures,  You flying by standing before me.  All notes aside, me thinking breathing here.  See my thought come to steam air. All ideas attracting atom present, Being of same similar kind.  It's me I am.  Pretend I do you are really you. My MY for me you.  Thankful gracefully being,  Seeing my dreaming come true. To the being who came before my eyes, Hello is how I  react to your spiritual present. To my imaginal me, seeing you I, Patient in the sea, walking, running, dreaming to be. Curious to float and rise with thee, Where wisdom pictures you flying by, Standing before me, a celestial sky. All notes aside, me thinking, breathing here, See my thought come to steam air. All ideas attracting, atom...

  A full economy. A fruitful mine.  A gardening field ready four harvest. For the great seers being dreamers, To the wanderers, who come creating knew wonders to view. For me of course yet you.  Being one ideally real loving sun. Birthing my crops from these words seed.  A fulfilling monopoly, A fruitful mind, Four gardens plowed and prepared. For the great dreamers being seers, To those grand wonders, where your thoughts wander into.  For you yet of course me, Being Son loving ideally real one. Sharing my crops to breathe word seeds, Gathering the yield of this thought conceived, The abundance flowing, Gods wealth received.

  There is presence being impression. Please know I am curious about thought projecting, For to be in time space of current pictures means, what.  A premeditated idea, wherefore so is the present.  A significant particle sand upon drop of water upon land.  Yet I think and scribe abstract for profound results.  Who moves the flow and air, beyond these words.  I breathe I can do will you.  There is presence in the impression, A figure formed in silent confession. For to project thought is to create time’s thread, A vision pre-seeded, now softly spread. What does it mean to stand in space, Where past and future fold in place? A premeditated light, a script well-spun, Holding now, becoming one. A grain of sand, a drop of water, Merged in the land where forces culture. Yet here I scribe, abstract and free, For thought bending light and breath shaping sea. Who stirs the air, who guides the stream? Who moves beyond this sculpted dream? I breath...

  Yes I do want to see my name raising up the lights, Yes I want the fame, the cars, the beautiful women. Yes to earning investing currency along  For adventurous rollings in hay, Scenes for me to enjoy loving in my way. Seeing my songs bring out their special play.  There is a thought being drawn to view, and appreciate pretty you.  For every moment this second next breath.  To the ideal yule true to be. Gratefully. From me to you, Art Baby Blue. Yes, its me you see my name in lights, Rising bold, sparkening bright. Yes, I have the fame, the shine, the cars, The women who glow like celestial stars. Yes, to earning, investing, crank volante wheel, Rolling through scenes feelings fill real. Songs that lift, that shape and play, Loving life enjoying owning the way. A thought is drawn, pictured frame, Appreciating the art in you. For every moment, each breath, each second, To the ideal yule truly be.  Grateful seas smiling.  From me in you—Art...