Benjamin Buffett

  A belief is an idea thought about to come into form. A belief is simply an idea.  A belief is anything one can conceive.  If this is true, what shall I do.  Think a belief into two.  For this being true,  I will bring to mind an interaction, To feel that satisfaction.  The joy of it all, Is this is what one does now knowingly, Putting purposeful intent in the way.  I invite a scene of me and you, Doing that thing we do, Putting a smile on my face is me looking through, seeing who? A belief is an idea thought about to come into form, A spark in the ether, creation’s norm. A belief is simply an idea, A mirror of mind, clear to appear. If this is true, what shall I do? Think a belief into two. For this being true, I bring to mind an interaction, Feeling sensing, a sweet satisfaction. The joy of it all, Is knowing creation answers every call. Putting purposeful intent in my way, I shape the scene, the play, the day. I invite a vision o...

  From the soul of the magi I speak, Conjuring words that forms tilling matter, What shall come upon the one loved Son. I present these lines for my joy, peace, and art. Knowing ideas to be, passion blooming a happy heart. Yet what more could I ask God to attract to thee, How about a smile from the sea to me. Believing I created a whole new being,  For mind to be seeing.  From the soul of the magi, I speak, Words conjured to till dominant matter instinct. What shall rise for the one loved Son, Lines etching joy, peace, and art be done. Knowing ideas take form, passion blooms, A happy heart in life’s cast rooms. Yet, what more could I ask to appear? Perhaps a smile from the sea, to here. Believing my creating shapes the view, A whole new being brought into you. For the mind, a spark, a world to see, Art Baby Blue, this is my gift of me.

  I have come accustomed to the pictures in my mind moving. It's a simple observation yet profound in thinking. At least for me as I act in my play.  A smile on my face and a warming heart,  Feeling like God is tickling me inside.  How could I be, More grateful to thee, For birthing me for all to see. Yet for being I your loving Son,  My dominance I say with a kiss, blowing  within. I have grown accustomed to the pictures moving in my mind, A simple observation, yet profoundly aligned. In the act of my play, I find my way, A smiling grace my face, warming the day. Feeling God’s gentle tickle, his loving sign, How blessed am I to call this life mine. Grateful beyond words to the One, For birthing me, your radiant Son. For all to see, this dominance I own, Catching my kiss, my seeds are sown. Winning the wind, my words ascend, A life of living light, so bright pretend. Through Art Baby Blue, my truth be one, Creating the picture, I’ve already won...

  I am the impetus, I am the spark, I am the finite in the infinite brought to lite. Stretching finding out grabbing hand, Willfully reaching God's plan land. For all is a dream in my mind I say, Hearing my words spoken with such greatness and genius. Knowing no if,  For growing my soil, for my flowers to fruit. I speak like I do. Like watering Pretty Me, You. I am the impetus, I am the spark, The finite in the infinite brought building the arc. Stretching, finding, grabbing hand, Willfully reaching God’s plan land. For all is a dream in my mind, I say, Hearing my words, genius paves the way. No room for if, only soil to sow, Flowers to bloom, fruits to grow. I speak like I do, in purpose and view, Like watering Pretty Me, You, Art Baby Blue.

  Fore knowing my dreams in sight,  I smile for the light. Does one really get what they think about? Here's my view about that thought I do.  Staying above the question, and willing the ideal word.  To bring a story in kind, for showing and picturing thee, Tickling my land and sea,  For protecting, nurturing and for loving me.  Out from the wind into the mind, How beautifully my living life be, Coming into Gods purpose his plan. Fore knowing my dreams in sight, I smile, basking in the light. Does one truly gain what they think about? Here’s my view—let me lay it out. Staying above the question’s way, Willing the ideal word to play. To craft a story, gentle and kind, Showing the picture etched in mind. Tickling the land, caressing the sea, Protecting, nurturing, and loving me. For the whispering wind watering thoughtful taste, How beautifully my living life takes place. Aligned with God’s purpose, his perfect plan, Each step forward, a mark a ...

  How could you create a view like this for two, Here is a picture for knowing it exists,  Instinct could you prepare me a story, Where I did follow and won the height of the sky. You see shining the light bringing the water to drink. For knowing I am tethered to my Father in heart, Grateful he created me to be the spark. To bring forth a view and still be pretty you,  May these words I speak and plant this way,  Surpassing all my tests from God I say, Perfecting Ideally dominating my play.  How could I create a view for two, Where the world aligns to show what’s true? Here’s the picture, painted knowing exist, A realm in wonder, a skybound twist. Instinct beckons, prepare the tale, A climb where heights always sail. Following paths, where dreams do provide. I won the sky, my star to guide. Shining light brings water to drink, Fulfilling thought, as hearts do link. Tethered strong to my Father’s love, Grateful, sparking the heavens above. A view I'm...

  Entering a new place in minds time, space.  Brought to the Earth for appreciation and domination.  Upon the land I impress the sand and water,  Bringing air to the sea, For all things great God made me. To know the light and love it right,  Ideally you see thee.  Yet for being who God creating me thinking,  As I adore enjoying amore and the lore, I open imagine nation, Knowing it presents my attracting thoughts, Speaking scribing into word. Mine.  By the numbers in view lets supplant two, For me to bring forth my love in you.  Entering a new place in mind’s time and space, Brought to Earth for appreciation and grace. Upon the land, I impress sand and water, Breathing air to the sea, for my loving eternal author. For all things great, God made me to be, To know the light and cherish it free. Ideally, you see thee beautiful sight, Crafted by thoughts shaping the height. Adoring amore, the lore I explore, I open imagine nation, its b...

  Did I imagine seeing a bluebird, Or did eyes see my imagination visualizing creating, Simulating my thinking,  Preparing a knowing scene what it means, in mind. Happy times birthing smiling mimes. Believing my wordings is the currency, I thought into a play the earth singing my song today, In such a special way that I shall shout into thunder I say. Gratefully you investing each word like thee, Impressing the air and forming the sea, Joyfully tickling the soil and land, For presenting my world, as the ideal be,  And showing Art Baby Blue thru my window in me.  Did I imagine seeing a bluebird, Or did my eyes meet imagination’s creation, Simulating thought into vivid sensation, Crafting a knowing scene that revealing mind? Happy mimes birthing smiling times, Believing my words as currency sublime. A play upon earth, the song of today, Thunder shouts back as I boldly say: Gratefully, I invest each word into thee, Impressing the air, forming the sea. Joyfull...

  For that piece of mind shining through, Picturing a smiling pretty eyes in you, For in your way bringing tingling feelings, Knowing thinking the best is to come, Yet believing is conceiving me being in one, To my art into question who are though, Baby blue is to loving like I into you. For that peace in me loving through, A visioning form smiling eyes in you. In my way, bringing tingling streams, Awakening thinking unwrapping dreams. Knowing the best is yet to arrive, Believing conceiving the spirit is I in alive. A single thread of being living the one, Tied to the spark where love begins, Into the question, who art thou? Baby Blue, is loving taking my cue, A muse, a guide, the I in do, Like I unto you, and me into two. Pretty smiling enjoying I play, Creating words for bringing blessings my way.

  This is the present day picture, me.  From all my thoughts the seed to be.  Do you see the resemblance of the Father in heaven, A moment to reflect upon the Son.  For my words to speak love you,  Is to see the shine in me, proceed from the thoughts like these.  This is the present day picture, me, A living vision of thoughts seeded to be. Do you see the resemblance, the Father above, A moment to reflect upon the Son’s love? For my words, they speak, Art Baby Blue. Casting their light, their shine in view. Proceeding from thoughts like these, A mirroring grace, carried on the breeze. Every verse, my reflecting vine, A thread in my history of time. Grateful for the picture I see, A master of the Creator’s.  Me. This is the present day picture, sea, Born from the seeds of thought to be. Do you see it—the resemblance clear, The Father in heaven, ever so near? A moment to reflect upon the Son, The journey, the path, the victory won. For m...

  Walking along upon a line, Is a beautiful girl named time, What she means to me is my one in kind.  For each moment is thine evolving my mind, Perfecting the show where my body wills go. Assuming a scene bringing my pictures surprise, As I walk like a ballerina dancing on a tight rope, Balancing between bridging hope and faith.  Walking along upon a line,   Stepping soft and graceful, leading time.   A beautiful girl, my one in kind,   Evolving moments, sharpening my mind.   Each second in rhythm, perfecting I flow,  Guiding my body where dreams dare go.   A ballerina poised on top a tight rope's face,   Balancing hope and faith smiling being grace.   Assuming scenes, painting surprise,   Bridging the gap to where love lies.   In this dance, time is my guide,   Together we sway, stride by stride.  

  I hope you have come to appreciate my artful speech and perspective.  An intentional collage in ideas presented to birth a  picture for your mind, a pretty one for you. To do and be so wonderful to me, see? I hope you've come to cherish my artful speech,   A perspective reaching far, yet never out of reach.   An intentional collage, ideas weaving fine,   A birth of pictures, each one for your mind.   A pretty view, painted with care,   Words as colors, emotions laid bare.   To do, to be, so wonderful to thee,   A gift from me, see? Art Baby Blue's melody.  

  I have released all the pressure unto the Sun,  My perspective is light hearted and fun. The purpose in action is being right in mind, For hear one must be kind. I challenge all thoughts of who thinks you,  Dominating all ends for being me,  Grateful its God who breathing I. Firing in thee your great spark true. Art Baby Blue. I have released all my love into the Sun,   Creating a perspective of light and fun.   The purpose in action aligns with mind,   For in every sound, one must be kind.   I challenge all thoughts, asking who thinks you,    Dominating all ends simply for being true.   Grateful, it’s God whose breath fills I,   Igniting the spark, lifting my dreams to the sky.   Here I stand, the vessel of view,   Burning brightly Art Baby Blue.  

  From the willed picture of God, I sit dreaming how far to be,  Presently sitting in Italy,  enjoying a smile where my thoughts breathing, literally. Making my mark, while presenting thy art, Believing in kind giving all heart.  Picturing me inside my why,  Growing good love throughout the sky. Happy to be here mentally successfully inside, This is where I flow water molding my way, Reaching out into the ether stirring I say, If my mind and spirit is planted up there, where will my body appear. From the willed picture in God, I am,   Dreaming how far my spirit has come.    Presently here in Italy’s grace,   Enjoying a smile in good loves place.   Breathing thoughts, creating art,   Believing in kind, giving all heart.   Picturing me inside my why,   Spreading good love across the sky.   Mentally thriving, successfully I am for word thinking,   Creating comes water, crystal...

  Having moments to think and play before I say, Feeling the energy flowing my way, Being vigilant and strengthening my walk, Investing each word I speak and talk. Patient I am inside about my faithful appearance, Wherefore I fly upon the currents.  Above high in the sky you see me leading the pack, Grateful knowing God has my back.    Having moments to think and play,   Before the words take flight today.   Energy flows, alive, my way,   Each step vigilant, each word I say.   Investing faith, in speech and stride,   Strengthened within, where patience resides.   High above, on heavens floor,    Leading the pack, forevermore.   Grateful, I rise, the son intact,   Knowing always, God has my back.   Through winds that lift and light that shines,   I journey onward, beyond time.  

  I know this is a greater portion of me feeling present, Believing scenes proceed for thoughts I dream From my place in a love scene. Simple ideas conceived in time as markers in space. Could one ask how I invest my word. Hear me you special precious wind,  Carrying my song to ears. How about you there reading my sounds clear, Dancing on the rippling vibrating waving emitting spheres. If, in all of me in you. Trusting conception inception.  A watered seed nurtured by thee.  For enjoying spreading Good Love see to sea.  I thank God for blessing me, As present, my view loving through,  Picturing thee.   I know this is the greater portion of me,   Feeling present, breathing breath.    Scenes proceed for thoughts I dream,   From my place in love scene.   Simple ideas, conceived in time,   Markers in space, like beats in rhyme.   Could I invest my word?      Carrying my song to...

  Here i go floating by, Looking up thanking God. For coming into a view of  loving in you. As I believe my being breathing acting playing I do, From a pretty position and dominate two. For my words be you, literally through,  Inside my peaceful place massaging my pineal gland, pretty you, Art Baby Blue.