Benjamin Buffett

  Thank you Father for better thoughts,  Of being consciously dwelling in ideals to I the Sun.  I absorb the feeling expressing impressing, On how I am stewarding my imagination, Earning increasing each month, Evermore amounts of currency, metals, stones, Beautifully loving me attracting kind spirits.  For being in mind I shine.  Thank you Father for preparing and growing,  Consciously my victorious winnings, Life to present. Hear where I put forth ideal intentions for position, Beautifully open eyes flourishing I.  Drawing a princess for thy, To flow fly into sky.  Thank you Father, for these better thoughts, Dwelling consciously where ideals are sought. I, the Sun, absorbing loving warming glowing, Expressing, impressing abundance I sowing. Currency flowing, metals, gems come grace, Each month increasing, wealth finding my place. Kind spirits gather, attracting protecting mine, My imagination stewards a line. Victorious winnings, pre pic...

  A story be telling me,  How great life wills the see  Lovingly being Art Baby Blue. For your eyes to read forming mind. Enjoying your view is me loving you. Being in contemplation, Prepares creating for using the ideal template. Thank you, Father— For my success in business, family, and life, For letting me live and love in light. Believing You are all I see, The feeling’s real, it flows in me. From the seed of thought, I shape the flame, Molding dreams, giving them name. Wax and wane, moon’s singing tune, I water the soul in your rhythmic womb. Ideas turn letters, blowing breathing air, The picture You drew now stands right there. Happily grateful for what You give, Your blessings show me how to live. In scenes of joy, of love, of grace, I see my dream reflecting Your face.

  Being able to think about a situation,  And coming into instinct terms the best, Ideal way to respond. First last ideally mined.   Pen to paper, Begins the alchemical proceeds, Releasing the waters flow for thoughts, I till will grow.  Painting thinking from the plane, James congratulations game won. Thoughts be flowing, a mirror clear, Instinct guiding words sit come hear. Pen meets paper, alchemy begun, Transforming dreams to plans—my games now won. Situation weighed, ideals be mined, Clarity sharp, first-last aligned. Mindful tilling, nurturing seed, Harvest blooms fulfilling weed. James, the vision really is true, Congratulations—from me to you. Painting thoughts from higher plane, Victory singing your masterings named.

  What really matters to I.  My involvement with a great organization.  Achievement is always the ideal elixir for perfect life impression.  Knowing all ideas breathing seeks and searches for expression.  An emperor must have an empress to be.  I create and attract two for me.  To assist thee to grow and think freely.  Opening mind dreaming to seeing, From experience to thought,  Knowing my kids are fruitful. Growing boldly beautiful tickling Gods will.  What truly matters sings the Heir.  Is my beyond where I throng. Achievements sweetening life's fine wine, Perfecting visions becoming mine. Ideas breathing, seeking birth, Expressions bold upon the Earth. An emperor with empress owning crowned, Attracting two, stirring profound. Together freely dreaming high, Opening minds to touch the sky. Children fruitful, bold and bright, Growing seeds that tickle light. A vision shared in joyful skill, Boldly blessing, God's own ...

  Can you imagine its this moment bringing scenes,  How grateful I say for being in the play.  Legos up and away,  Building beautiful sights for my eyes to weigh. For having the foresight to be gratefully playfully to see, Acquiring two Hotels for eyes me.  Investing into matter material vehicles buildings,  Landings loving rays lifting Light. Raising Rising arising arose might.  Forwardly inching picture to sight. In this moment I build, Legos clicking dreams fulfilled, Grateful thoughts lifting high, Painted visions for the eye. Hotels rise, structures grand, Investments rooting upon land, Vehicles soaring, wheels to air, Bridges built with joyful care. Matter shaping artful sight, Rays ascending, fulfilling light, Rising higher, mightily clear, Four words moving my dreams appear. Ends playful wills mastery,  I weigh. Loving sights built in my visionary play.    

  Thought of the seed coming into being.  Dwelling in my Fathers house meditating prayfully gratefully.  There is know where else I choose to be.  For Being in the right place all mind loving soul spirit.  Believing and seeing the ideal pieces building into form, My beautiful picture imaging its way,  Bringing peace and grace to all kind.  Specifically to thee,  Fore knowing being I,  The greatest King enlightening flame. Protecting the air land sea.  Yes pretty is as me.   Dominantly. Oh how loving to be.  Thought of seed, becoming seen, Dwelling richly in Fathers dream, Meditating gratefully, peacefully still, In thy house of mind, fulfilling my will. Know where else I’d rather play, Than in lofty thoughts and my lovingly you say. Believing visions forming clear, My ideal picture drawing near. Pieces building grace be form, Peacefully, gracefully born, Touching impressing all mankind, Yet specifically loving,...

  When the idea is needed,  Your sensing abundant,  Knowing thought must be before eyes see.  Who is moving the pen upon paper,  Could you willingly lovingly please do.  This expression marks the spot as who, you? If I say me will you appreciate accepting view.  Yes yet I know there is more to me and you. Do you agree me.  All ideas pure away be made to soothe thy soul, In the Sun lovingly being one.  While the idea is needling, Abundance showing sensing through, Knowing thought arrives first, Eyes follow seeing two. Who moves pen upon paper, Is it me or is it you? Willingly, lovingly flowingly, This expression marks our cue. If I claim the motion mine, Will you appreciate the view? Yet deeper down inside I find, There's more of me in you. Do you agree, my being true Pure ideas soothe nurturing soul, Ink of the Sun, lovingly, one. Scribing us both holistically beautiful light.

  Yes yes the mixing melting of heart in mind.  To smile James is to be, what else could you do.  Look at all your thoughts and scribings.  What point did you only scribe upward outwards ideally.  Your words are producing knowingly.  Letting ideas settle in realizing, Yet where are you thinking.  To make a move, paint the picture.  How, where, what arrows to compare,  From there to here, here to there.  You are consciously being great. You are consciously living great.  You are consciously enjoying great.  I am consciously being  Lovingly fuckingly great.  Yes, yes  the mixing, melting,  heart loving mind, For the smiling, James, is simply to be, What great shall bloom inside me for outside to see? Your thoughts into scribings, words producing knowingly, Creating the realms I am realizing, Each arrow is intention guiding the air, From here to there, bring thought to sight, Painting visions bright, lifting...

  Patiently waiting I look to the sky wondering who why. I close my eyes and imagine taking a leap up to see. Soaring through the fog above the clouds into a dome of space.  Curiously where could my thinking appear.  Bringing to mind a picture in a view. Of me kissing two why one of them you.  For believing into vision and being the dream, To conceiving a thought and seeing it breathe. For feeling the satisfaction of the building built, And being where I dwell presently. To my Father God breathing I gratefully, For the crackling shell of the seed,  Releasing patience in me.  Eyes opening my I to be.  Patiently I watch the sky, Asking who, wondering why. I close my eyes, I leap, I fly, Through the mist where answers lie. Above the clouds, beyond the dome, Curiosity calls me home. Where does thought begin to play, In visions forming along the way? I see the scene, the dream complete, A kiss, a touch, a rhythm sweet. Two in view, one being you,...