For these ideas ready made  my imagination coming into light. Thank you Father for blissing I in mind,  present three properties managing successfully, serving the environment wonderfully ideally, being the wonderful becoming miracle you.  For these ideas, ready made, my imagination steps into light, clear, forming, jumping up alive into nows sight. for this creation mending bending mind, Thank you, Father, for present three properties managing profitable success, each space breathing assembling order,  holding fulfilling purpose. Serving the environment wonderfully, ideally, with care, in full joy being vision, with and in giving all love. I feel emoting this blissing becoming miracle, you moving through me, me moving through you, creation smiling at  its beautiful perfect light made ready self. 

  Could my embody, do what I am conceiving it doing,  masterfully, perfectly dominating present, releasing all ideal loving force, cleansing thy Earth pure in word, My.  Generating vibrating, I am happily feelingly, expressing impressing high value, net worth, frequency wave, eighty zillion currency data points score,  revolving investing my thinking upon sight scenes picturing thy,   a beautiful, spiritual billionaire, butterfly I. Sowing yes my embody Could wants willing do, what I conceive it doing. masterful, perfect, presenting, moving thought made making love create form. I release ideal loving force matter, cleansing Earth pure within out eye, breathing clearing space, pulsating setting tone, thy. I generate vibration electrically feeling felt happily, richly, expressing.  leading net high, value worth, impressing, loving frequency, waving, cycling eighty trillion circling, my being atom like emitting radiating light, to a grand kn...

  I am painting pictures of jumping Into the new me enjoying all whose beautifully being  loving to thee.  I now walk a wake awakening into my new life happy dancing smiling romancing   freely being,   Ascendingly flying like a beautiful butterfly,  Being I.  Singing weeee into sky  Thanking my Creator for loving thy into painting this picture for me to, close the door walking out into space  beyond your kind, and into making love enjoyingly fucking your  beautiful mind, To birth a son to tickle me you. I paint visions of leaping forward, into the new me, radiating blue, enjoying all who beautifully love me. I now run awake, awakening, the giant spirit, a God reborn kissing joys face, dancing, smiling, romancing seas me, ascending, rising, butterfly being flying I. Singing weeee into the open sky, I thank my Creator for His love in mind, for painting this picture through me, My masterpiece in becoming, the great ...

  God thank you for creating shaping me in image,  Happy successful lovingly dominant,  Joyfully beautiful from in your eye.  A reflection bright with your breath, A being crowned in joy. Through your eye I shine, Coming from the light you saw fit to give, Beautiful in essence, eternal in purpose, For being the art you dreaming me to be. Knowing I am who you chose to see.

  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.

  May I use all the talents given to thee, Masterfully perfecting the word beyond out into see.  For claiming and using all mind, be. To painting my life picture beautifully.  Rise I ask my ideal thoughts to a height to inspire the light.  To shine my beacon to signal my God. From hear upon High I stand flying love over we.  Enjoying my bright ideas coming into view, Thankful Father for my imagination being you. May I wield the talents bestowed upon thee, Sculpting the seen, by shaping the unseen. Masterfully crafting the word around me, Sailing my thoughts into eternity. Each stroke, a picture, a world to conceive, A life painted boldly for all to believe. I rise, I call, to the height of the sky, My beacon ignited, my spark light stirring standing by. Father, I thank you for my visions coming true, For the fire inside, for the dreams splashing through. From here upon High, my love over we, Glowing, expanding, sparking mind me. And to all mankind He...

  What it means to walk on water, Knowing I can think and imagine any thought. Pretend or intend is a question. Early in the day ideas fly rise, Looking for some ears to whisper in surprise.  Standing over sea, Praying up to be. The spiritual star of the galaxy. When could I come by, And sing you my lulla high, Where I would levitate you next to me. What it means to walk on water, Is to know the boundless mind’s charter. To think, to dream, to conjure thought, Pretend or intend—what has life wrought? In the early day, as ideas take flight, They seek ears to whisper, hearts to ignite. Standing over sea, praying to be, The spiritual star of the galaxy. When could I come by, And sing you my lulla high? Where we’d levitate, together you me, In a world reborn, walking upon see.

  Let me tell you.  I saw two sets of flocks of geese, Black birds flying and coming down to say hi, Three pretty white doves come swooping down and around, Then to view was loving me you Art baby blue bird came into sight. I present this thought as a realized past moment presenting you. Now what do I do,  Yet ask for more amore amore.  For the sky being lily light loving me, To the pose in love violation, beautifully timed,  And perfect my sign for you to come, say hi. 

  The moment for making love come true, For the idea to breathe I must know what it is. This thought being love, could you explain yourself to me? Who what where how why do I care? When the question is clear, and inching ever so near, The teacher will appear.  Do you believe my answer is real? Is your answer the art of inflection. Yes.  For the idea to breathe, I must know what it is, A spark, a whisper, my reason to insist. This thought, being love, speaks softly to thee, Could you explain yourself, building my story? Who, what, where, how—why do I care? When the question is near, the answer becomes clear, The teacher appearing guiding through perplexion, Unveiling truth in loves art of inflection. Do you believe my answer is real? Is it bound to the mind or the soul's appeal? Yes, it is both—it's thinking thought’s inception, A knowing arrow, is loving the spark in connection.

  I have let so many ideas go, Believing they are seeds, I watered them and nurtured them to grow, For my next one, I shall number on account to follow and see, Curiously, the observer in me, want to know what flows from me. Yet being in the Omnipresent, Omnipotent, Omniscient grace, As God's smile impresses my face.   In being of the water, a drop, the significant grand in a single sand,  I tend and till sowing my land.  Knowing my mind mentally is the soil growing all things from thee,  I wave in the sky, calling beckoning the Sun, To listen hear as a radiate one,  Is it true each word I speak will come back to roost, For agreeing and being certain  I do, a toast. To an idea of Gods mind,  Imagination imagines bringing love you picturing kind. I have let so many ideas go, Believing they are seeds, nurtured to grow, For my next one, I shall number and see, Curiously watching it flow from me. Yet being in the Omnipresent, divine grace, ...

  A new approach to living life is ripe, More of what I shall do in preview, Moving characters and props into place as I see. The purpose for this is the ease in mind,  Knowing it will form into line.  How do I bring it out best,  Having passed each and every test? Whatsoever things ye desire,  when ye pray,  Believe that ye receive them and ye shall have them. Is my mantra for the way as I premeditate my day. In bringing this approach to my experience, Not seeking approval yet searching for clearance.  Expanding where I reside, in minds inside, Patient for the picture to reproduce outside, For eyes to see and skin to feel, Enjoying these thoughts that I am bringing real.  A new approach to living life is ripe, Previewing moments under mind's bright light. Moving characters and props into line, Purposeful scenes shaped with ease in time. How do I bring it out best, I ask, Having passed each and every task. Whatsoever things ye desire, when y...

  I feel like I slayed my dragon. If a thought is a thing well I am braggin. For seeing idea come true in picture view,  Is a beautiful place to wonder.  What's next and where to pretty you? Maybe Art Baby Blue should do a world tour true. To marry a fact and to cement too,  Is how I feel saying I do.  I feel like I’ve slayed my dragon, If a thought is a thing, well, I am braggin’. Seeing ideas come true in vivid view, A beautiful place where dreams wander through. What’s next, and where to, Pretty You? Maybe Art Baby Blue should tour the world, true. To marry a fact, to cement it too, Is how I feel saying, I do. Each step I take, a victory in kind, Building my castle, both body and mind. My yearnings are unfolding, shining the light you, Guided by love, by dreams, and Me, Art Baby Blue.

  Each day i live i create wonderfully, I put that before the play,  to let it word its way. Can you like I? Imagine a seed grow into a flower and beyond. As eyes water the soil in dream and thought, moistening the shell of the dream begot. Awakening into a whole new world, knowing instinct be growing and getting light.  Spreading out in every direction first one seeing sight.  For being the one to raise the bar and smash it through, Into the bright sun lit ray be I,  Standing perfecting bowing to the sky, is me be true Art Baby Blue. Each day I live, I create wonderfully, Setting the tone before the play, To let my words find their way. Can you, like I, imagine a seed? Growing into a flower, beyond its creed. As I water the soil with dreams and thought, Moistening the shell of the vision sought. Awakening into a whole new world, Instinct alive, pristine and pearl. Spreading out in every perfection bright, Becoming the first to witness sight. For bei...

  Believing, thinking, knowing,  Thought is my fire that creates the steam,  That turns the wheel of fortune,  Upon which I experience.  Speaking literally to the spiritual mind, Happy to be, seeing pictures of me, Exploring the world and all things in thee. For building my life one two three, I architect my present living spirit breathing, Industrious entrepreneurial adventure, One which allows and I afford,  Constructed by thy, My bridge, rail road, and route in space, A homeward flight beyond in unseen you, Coming to as Saturn rings Art Baby Blue, Believing, thinking, knowing, true, Thought ignites the fire, creating me you. Steam turns the wheel, fortune's dance, Manifesting my experience, life’s expanse. Speaking to the spiritual, mind aligned, Happy to see pictures of me looking fine. Exploring worlds, all things in thee, Building my life, one, two, three. Architect of present, spirit I breathing, Adventurous paths industriously riding weavi...

  What is reel wondering I, Enjoying a bluebird call out to me Holding a peanut in beak.  For me to film and capture his smile, To see thee fly up across into tree. Art Baby Blue is that the real you. For bringing to mind your fruits,  Flying out in sight, Happy when I do and so close too.  Being imagination creating a magic day, Attracting beautiful ideas to me and my loving way.  What is reel, wondering I, A bluebird calls, its song nearby. A peanut held gently in its beak, An invitation for joy, a moment unique. To film, to capture its radiant smile, See it soar to the tree, free and agile. Art Baby Blue, is that your true hue? A reflection of wonder, a spark breaking through. For bringing to mind the fruits of the sky, Flying in sight, lifting spirits high. Imagination crafting sending a magical day, Attracting beauty and love along the way.  

  Being at ease and thinking clearly,  Choosing what thought to think and image to bring before eyes, Here is a view of me to you. For building ideas into words, that grow skyscrapers touching sky, I bring images to mind to perfect each ideal picture, So here is thee presenting a pivotal scene, In my life's dream.  Confident in knowing what is beginning to show,  Happy for every seed I sowed.  Being at ease and thinking clearly,   Choosing thoughts as stars, nearly,   A vision I bring, a view to you,   For building ideas into words that grew.   Skyscrapers touch the sky's face,   A reflection of my dreams' steady pace.   Each image honed, ideal and pure,   Pivotal scenes of my life Gore.   Confident in knowing what begins to glow,   Happy for every seed I sowed below.   This is my life's dream taking shape,   A masterpiece born from the landscape. ...