Benjamin Buffett

  to be in the sea embracing greatness is my only thought thinking, to be if words thinking you become what you think I believe do, for being the great breathing I imagining great pictures of me winning ideally for thee,  yet you me.  knowingly I enjoy the world that surrounds we.   To be in sea, embracing greatness is my only thought thinking, is to let every wave enter I like a living crowns blue fire, each current carrying a picture of who I already am before the world has caught thy vision. For if words are thoughts wearing breath, and thought is the first shape of all becoming, then I speak greatness until greatness knows, sings my name. I believe so I move I imagine so I rise I see myself winning with such clear inner sight that the horizon begins leaning kissingly toward me, opening its legs, golden gates for the great breathing I, the one who feels his lungs with oceans suns worlds unborn then breathes them forward as living ...

  I am telling myself a great story, where I over came the odds achieving greatness knowing the inner peace in the fire of the light for in word revelation to imaginations ideal dream coming in front you view.  Considering the present state, I believe something great  sparking in Oregon being Good Love Mind,  knowingly  winning dominantly embers timbers tinder being  Portland Fire For there is a light within the flame,  a calm within the blaze. I found both. The fire vision finding fuel. The fire purpose finding form. The fire thought, refusing to stay a thought. here I stand in the center of it, watching possibility glowing orange surround,  smiling, being cause I can already see feeling its light. Art Baby Blue

  imagine first you give life action guidance to ideas then they take on power of their own and sweep aside opposition ideas are intangible forces yet they have more power than the physical brains that give birth to them they have the power to live on after the brain that creates them   who has retuned to ether air. in knowing the idea, imagination, is the finest tool yet still needs a man who knows  how to use it. Imagine first you breathe life into an idea, give it action, give it guidance, give it direction. At first it walks beside you. Then it learns its own stride. Then it gathers momentum, sweeping through obstacles that once appeared immovable. Ideas are intangible, yet they move worlds. They weigh nothing, yet carry civilizations. They have no hands, yet build cities. Often they live longer than the minds that first conceived them. The thinker returns to ether air, yet the idea continues its journey, finding new voices, new bui...

  to paint a picture so clear you see through me you yet for the game and me playing I love you how interesting is the play you say. could i be the greatest idea you thought to create i think breathing wondering hoping yet being certain to take breath if not.  i ask what do you want from thee and may i fulfill it lovingly joyfully embracing you every loving breath.  for you are my living present sow imagination grow being you. 

One thought... drops... into stillness... Ingredient One Knowing... Thinking... Knowing... Thinking... round... and around... and around... Ingredient Two Produce power... produce power... produce power... tap... tap... tap... Ingredient Three Expression... of power... expression... of power... something moving below the surface Brewing  Knowing thinking producing power stirring forming moving growing knowing thinking producing power Heat Rising Light waves... matter fulcrum... wave lever... motion magnetic... the brew grows deeper Expansioning Electricity... reflection... reality... imagination... reflection... reality... imagination... My brew stewing my world brewing my thought moving my life proving my brew stewing my dream growing my fire knowing where I'm going Creation Chamber Father... Mother... idea... body... Father... Mother... idea... body... Transforming Embodying... projection... oneness... expression... embodying... projection... oneness... expression... Liftin...

  This story tells what you can do in this world. I have capacity to place myself elsewhere yes make it here.  I have the ability to give unto myself, what I am bold enough to appropriate as true of self.  the man who can fix within his own minds eye an idea,  will he remain faithful to the idea he will see it manifested,  yet there is all the difference in the world between holding the idea, and being held by the idea.  become sow dominated by and idea that it sparks the mind as though you are it, regardless of what others may say or think,  Fore now you are walking  in the direction of the idea that dominates my mind.  This story speaks what can be done in this world how a person may place themselves elsewhere inwardly and, through that placement, begin to shape the here. I carry the ability to give unto myself what I am bold enough to accept being true. The one who fixes an idea within the eye of mind and remains faithful to...

  Focusing… holding it… feeling it… My Intimate Visioning Flowing  Earnest thought focused like an arrow moving one direction everything else falling shallow all sensation fading outside the frame attention narrowing calling my name I become what I dwell upon living what I holding knowing my focusing becomings strong surface resolves vision expands invisible shaping through unseen hands Kissing… loving… my face… soft light entering space… thought becoming embrace… know showing How I feel it… Attention placed upon the unseen frequency held steady and clean there the invisible gathers form quiet awakens inside the storm what was hidden steps into view ether air moving through always near always here waiting for sight to become clear these my greatest thoughts living breathing bearing fruit ideal states blooming roots planet mind galaxy glow nebulous dreams starting to show I thank Father Mother you for all this love moving through positivity soft and warm entering mind be...

One…two…three…step What dream have I carried from thought into light held in wondering shaped through sight future breathing through my chest pretending from the end until it rests inside my walk inside my tone inside the vision I already own Eight steps across the deck every move a future set each one landing clear precise  nice and perfect oh how nice Eleven steps to the bridge I cross I shift I live from the end to the now I move somehow through the vision I allow Ahead a bridge appears yes coincidence yet so very clear a picture formed before my feet mind creating what I meet eyes focused image held scene beginning to reveal itself I step as if remembering something ancient already given not forcing just becoming future flowing through the present path unfolding through awareness motion turning   into knowing From here…to there…why becomes where… The bridge alive inside my mind portal opening through space and time  every thought a building beam  every ...

  May the heat me sun being eye,  bring a smile upon my Father Gol, for inside my dream,  where imagination is singing into ear,  excited for about to show, appearing beautifully being paying investing fare in two eyes,  blissing my skies, all around surround I.  May the heat me Sun, being eye, peel gold from the spine beyond impressing a grin across into my Father SOL enlightening Inside my dream machine, imagination leans close,  wet kissings, lipps, touching coming singing lullabies honey into ears tickling future frequencies crackling, my choir creating miracles happenings dancing barefoot across sky into unto beyond my mind. Picturings Something is beautiful about You to show. I feel it pacing behind the curtains veil, silk smoke shoulders, coin star perfume, beautifully appearing paying, investing, fare in two eyes. Blink once a city rises. Blink twice all my lovers wear halos made from  cosmical celestial I will fire. ...