James.:.Bilione

  Thank you god. Thank you Father for creating me being Son, Thanking God I am.  Breathing your greatness into me, you, smiling living being one.     Thank you, Father, for shaping me as Son, A living reflection your boy pretty one. I thank you simply for being who I am. Each breath I draw is your greatness returning, Flowing back into you, smiling through my life, As we live, As we are, Loving Being one.

  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.

  God is everything mind,  Its me your wondering vine,  Looking shooting upward a line,  Singing my song being Son,  Loving you the ideal One.  Rooted in spirit, reaching for sky, Drawing sweet nectar as moments fly, Brightening surrounds around the light you shine, Loving heaven and earth is my living sign. Each note I sing a voice sweet sounding, To the source, the force, the me, the you. Growing in grace, entertaining my mind, Son and vine, perfectly aligned.

  To be who you see Yet who is that presenting words For bringing being feeling realizating in  mental mine.  Enjoying the picturing ideally I do each day,  Learning earning loving this way.   To be who you see, A mirror of thought, of becoming me. Yet who speaks through this living stream, Presenting words like a waking dream? For bringing, being, feeling I thrive, Winning the mind where visions come alive. Each day I play in thoughts sublime, Picturing greatness ideally mine. Learning in love, earning in grace, A beautiful rhythmic, a currency pace. To seeing this way is I,  joy fully being, Living art in now present, greatful thinking beliving me .

  Could I get a heaven yeah, being politically correct.  To stand upon a thought you brought,  From investing dreaming to picturing kind.  The true immaculate conception birthed from my mind . Who would I bow for I wonder know time, Yes today my Father well doing.  Could I get a heaven yeah, Yelling softly, yet fucking clear, Respectfully correct, so all hearts may hear? I standing pleased upon the thought, Planted seepings where my dreams are wrought, Imagined clearly, now the vine, Immaculate conceptions birthing proceeds mind. For whom would I bow in reverent grace? Only my Father, in this and all imaginal space. Today acknowledging, will doing His sign, Grateful for the vision, lovingly divine and mine. Could I get a   heaven yeah politely clear, Spirit loud, yet smooth to hear. I stand upon a thought I caught, A seed from dream, a fire well-wrought. Investing vision, picturing kind, The immaculate conception—born in mind. Who would I bow ...

  To the wide awakening of, for, my  being I, Seeing realizing scribing results presenting,  Foreword air thinking thoughts picturing the salt b ecoming gold.  For the movement in light,  Brought forth ideally through each word.  To the wide awakening of my inner eye, Realizing visions scribed, bringing dreams come forth to serve I. Carrying air thinking thoughts picturing clear and bold, Transforming grains of salt into sparkling gold. In these movements of pure light words my seeds are sown, Ideally forming pictures presenting reality now shown. Every breath a catalyst, every thought to spark, Alchemy in air, turning tuning vision believing achieving into mine. Showing the surrounding sky above win sine. 

  Natural form creating in me a height greater,  Inner winner, elation greatness, My most high works of art.  For you the sculptor who have done better work than Nature,  Who realizing is a higher me,  S he, womb the possibilities into human form, Possessing perfect beauty being I,  The One,  alpha dominating spiritual breath,  Gaining perfect perfecting expression impressing breathing.   Naturally form shaping sharpening me, Elevating greatness higher than believe, Inner winner rising my spirit sculpting fire. O Sculptor, sparking Nature's start, In me, genius lee crafting dreams for more, love, you, Possibilities awakening opening,  Perfectly beauties beautiful coming  ascending through. I am the alpha breath, Spiritual Dominance impressing grace, Perfecting art baby blue pure expression, Mirror my face. Higher self realizing come alive, Greater than believing conceiving before, Beauty spirit mine, shine, Art being me ...

  A proud day for feeling,  Spiritually mind moving body,  Accepting allowing the wonderful marvelous,  Joyful loving something beautifully happily,  Heavenly happenings, to and for me,  Presently. Now.  A proud day for feeling, Spirit guiding mind, moving body, Accepting, allowing, The marvelous joy Of beautifully loving, Wonderfully happy, Heavenly happenings, Gifted giving gracefully, Flowing lovingly freely To me, through me—for me Right here, Right now. Proudly Presenting,  My Being.

  I say the single substance within all individual forms,   Within each and every one is the substance of the cosmos.  Here the cosmos nourishes bodies spirit nourishing souls. Knowing wisdom is heavens nourishment    By which alone  humankind could be happy.  Here whose  mind can receive so great a benefit.  As the world is  lit by the light of the sun,  So the human mind becomes clear by thy inner  light,   For whatever the sun illumines is  lit loving right,  By the interposition of the earth,  the  moon, the arrival of sight.   Once it is joined  with the human soul,   Becomes a single substance through a total  fusion,  So human minds of this kind are never impeded by the illusions of darkness.  Hence, rightly, such  understanding is the soul of  God and stars I say,  only the great principal ones, and of these the original. For God I say ye ar...

  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.  

  Every idea of the word feel. Is to fill the ideals to bubble up bringing wins.  Enjoying happy feeling smiling out breathing. Knowing wind is blowing assisting assuring me victory. To challenge thyself yet always won.  Dominantly, no question asking.   From the greatness of my mind,  I walk into the fire lighting the flames.  For the fame of the name. I bring championships to the game.  Every idea I feel, Fills my ideals, bubbling real. Wins rise up like wings my chest, Smiling breath, victorious best. Winds motivate, greatness sway, Pushing gently, yet strong today. Challenges came, all overcome, Blessings me—I rising one. No questions asked, greatness is mine, Fire walking, flames being thine. Lighting torches, brightening fame, Bringing championships to my name,  Lovingly dominating all game.

  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 ...

  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....

  Being aware knowing you are protected, Could yet should you imagine better.  Ideas ideal and great came knocking upon my door To kiss amore, For allowing meditating concentration to focus.  Being is where I am.  Thinking into feeling great, wealthy, healthy and happy.  From this perspective into believing, Is knowingly seeing your word come alive.  For what else could will till seedingly sow.  I am happy to be living prosperous in April, I am happy to be living prosperous in May, I am happy to be living prosperous in June, I am happy to be living prosperous in July, Oh how happy I am to be being I am happy to be living prosperous in August, I am happy to be living prosperous in September,  I am happy to be living prosperous in October, I am happy to be living prosperous in November, I am happy to be living prosperous in December, I am happy to be living prosperous in January,  I am happy to be living prosperous in February, I am so very hap...

  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...

  To take a large leap and reach, Here at the top I rest a new. Thinking about all the thoughts that got me to this view.  Yet fresh is due, for the song singing you.  Into the reaching of the skies intending to fly, Knowing flowing time willingly bring the signs. Grateful for all mind being one. Opening up heavens thighs for here comes the sun.  To take a leap, and reach inside, I stand at the top, the wind is my guide. A vision stretching, a thought renewing, Enjoying all the steps that brought this view. Yet fresh is due, a song be you, A rhythm carrying and artful tune. I reach touching the skies, persisting kissing I fly, A nurturing force lifting me high. For time flows forward, singing align, A perfect moment, a spark in mind. Grateful, fully knowing all is one, Heavens part—here comes the sun.

  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.