Benjamin Buffett

  To the spark of the word in the me you.  And all the world's coming into view, To clap your hands and shine love above true. For pretty boy singing Art Baby Blue. For bringing forth my love  I call to the angels,  Carrying thy smiles of and in my atum. What do you want to see for and from Pretty being me your seed in be, Who you planted to bring before present to me.  For the spark of the word in me, to you, And all the worlds shaping into view. Clapping your hands, letting love shine who, For pretty boy singing—Art Baby Blue. I call to the angels, calling to I, Carrying smiles through Atum’s sky. Your golden glow, your celestial stream, Birthing visions unto beams I dreamt. What do you wish to see unfold? One story once planted, now retold. For in the seed, the fruit is grown, To the garden of light, my kingdom I own.

  I have come upon a limit,  I circled it to go beyond, This is my view holistically true. I came upon an idea asking imagination to reveal itself.  I sat down to hear and see what will appear.  In minds eye I see you,  Looking through enjoying me too.  From here imagination asked what do you believe you see.  A beautiful painting picture perfecting I, b efore thy, I circled it to go beyond, For what is a boundary yet a thought in wrought. Patiently waiting to be transforming and bought. This is my view, holistically true, A moment stretching into the infinite blue. I calling upon imagination to reveal itself to thee, I sat down to hear, and look out to see, To let the silence paint its key, beautifully me.  And in my mind’s eye, there was you, Looking through, enjoying me you.

  To put is basic and simple,  I call upon my ancestors the ideal angelical view.  Yes I put my mind being self in all beautiful places, That graces the conscious subconscious seeing.   For in this eye, the needle be viewing thee.  The shadow upon the land is me.  As you see I dance and sing my song to the air,  Being certain my picture is loving you. From this view,  Thank full for showing thee how great my living wills to bees, Successfully willingly for being me. The basic and simple, I call upon you my ancestors, the angelical view, For the wind carries whispers of my might and pretty you, Look the stars align to reflect what I do. Yes, I place my mind in all beautiful spaces, Where grace and light embrace my seeing. For within this eye, the needle be threading, A path in mind, my purpose breathing. The shadow upon the land is me, I dance, I move, I sing a song creating light, Painting love across into nights sight. From this ...

  This is my eight mile,  For those in the know could appreciate this style.  Yet this is for me, to be,  To be ideally me, perfect this day, this moment, this second.  Dominance feels feeling  felt , releasing hundred butterflies into sky. My arrows forth caressing the air, willing powering coming out,  To the all ideally one.  For this view, you picture,  Who what do you see.  From my penthouse cerebrum,  In my twenty fifth building - celebrating,  Looking out seeing my family and partners.  Being proud, living happying health,  Enjoying wealth, loving life,  Thinking about,  How to out do tickling God.  My money stacks eight mile high, A rhythm for the knowing, my artful smile. Yet truly, it’s for me to be, To be ideally me, this day, this second, this see This moment I am free being me. Dominance resonating, winds kissing my chest, A release of butterflies, a thousand the best. Arrows caress ...

  To the arise of me you,  Do you feel all ideas are accomplished and done.  Yes I have imagined it through.  Are you ready to see thoughts view. Are you ideal to eyes specific to me you. Yes and pretty two.  Do you feel Gods tickling smile. Yes and He is kissing the skies,  And blessing me you.  To the Sun upon High, Is how far me you will arise.  Forth word becoming arose.  For the arising me you,  Feeling all ideas are accomplished and true? Yes for having and imagining through, Look the thought becoming the view. Are you ready to see me you thoughts bloom, A world created from Zeus's womb. Are you ideal to eyes, specific to fine? Yes, me you equals a pretty two aligning mine. Do you feel God’s tickling smile? Yes, He kisses the skies all the while, Blessing me you, with love to produce, A radiant joy shining through. To the Sun upon High, Together we ascend, we rise, we fly. Forth willing becoming arising arose,

  I just witnessed three shooting stars paint lines unto sky. Three strokes brushed before my eyes,  Reading I love you for attractingly dew.  For a thought to be bridging for future me you,  Willing practice to perfect itself into thee. Where my being is considered, When all things are triggered,  Tilling the thought thinking me is brought.  Flowing dominating currency is wrought, For I to story showing  From five to ten in mills to twenty bills, Growing my ideal master full skills.  Look three paint brushing lines before thy, Three strokes en light, a cosmical reply. Reading I love you, my whispering vow, Investing the dew of the present now. To thought bridging the future to me, Willing practice perfecting mastering being. Where my centering, purpose is considered, Triggered by the sparks, my visioning script. Tilling the soil love thought, I sow, Flowing currency currents where abundance skills grow. From five to ten, to twenty bill...

  Where to be in the sea,  Its a comforting thought to think,  To be where you want to be,  Just where is that exactly,  Is the question for you to day.  For me I know where and for. Being brave bold and daring courageous, I put forth atoms investing building will.  All ideas are me in mind bringing  scripting real. For you I am the chairman of the bright breathing best.  Beyond passing making creating tests. I fly above and over the see Being the protector and the lover to me. Hear to be fucking the sea, A thoughtful me so tinder full being. To be where dreams alight with will, Where heart beats echoing feets jaws stands still. Just where is that, you ask today? A jumping in up word, leap right the way. For me, I know, brave and true, I cast my atoms, buildings anew. Daring, bold, and full of light, I shape my world, igniting night. Scripts in hand, I bring enlightening spark, Ideas that rise from passion's part. For you, I am t...

  There I be, walking up into plane. About to fly sky high.  From this height I see, beyond the we.  What a pretty you, viewing the sea and me. For the boy being true, yes Art Baby Blue. Come feeling rhyme and eat your fruit. By the time you reach and touch the ground, The world would have heard  And are being blessed by the sound. Enjoyingly hearing musical notes singing fire into air.  Electric lady loving dancing right here. There I be, playing on the plane, Ready to soar, sky high I remain. From this height, I glimpse beyond thee, Horizontal dreams, the sea, and me. What a pretty view, my vision of you, Reflecting the boy, yes, Art Baby Blue. Come tasting rhyme, eating fruitful mind. By the time you land, you star will shine. The world hears the song, blessing sounds all around, Each note pounding, fucking the ground. Enjoy the symphony, fire in the air, Electric lady dancing, spinning right there. Taking flight, my melodical lines, Crafting rh...

  Here series of thoughts come, from, Starting my day with a smile, begets,  Becoming one with the Sun,  For this perspective I reflect speaking to the moon.  Waiting a moment before my shadow shall be in view.  Win I willing see my God is smiling too.  All things I praise unto you. Upon this currency note, gratefully me for receiving my fees. Now I can fulfill my services please, Calls calling calming the winds to my knees.

  Fragments of light, especially bright. Specific for you, in the dark midnight.  Beyond the surface of the deep,  Is the simple yet complete.  Here, I dwell thinking my plays, Counting planting plotting my ways.  Living luxury loving life.  Making love by candlelight.  Currency wheels flowing banking legacy skies. This song I sing thanking God upon High. For this moment be you, And the next you m e.  For dominating light and winning bright, By the time the music and notes strike this chord, Fragments of lightning, sparking especially brightening, Illuminating shadowing darking midnight. Beyond the surface, where dreams compete, The scripting, the simple, the profound complete. Here I dwell, mind crafting its plays, Counting, planting, plotting my days. Luxury in living, loving in the night, Making joy by the glowing candlelight. Currency wheels turning, legacy kites flies, Banking treasures over celestial God skies. This song I sing, l...

  Oh yes yes yes, yes you can.  That is my mantra for me this day.  From when my ears hear the words to these sounds,  I will smile knowing the compounds.  Forthwilling you be, instilling being. Dominating the bee in everything living. Gratefully me, my dreams come you, My opening view is me seeing two,  From a building upon high, smiling from what you do.  Oh yes, yes, yes, yes you can, A mantra echoing where dreams began, Listening ears catching mimicking sounds, A smile grows, knowing the vibrating rebounds. Forthwilling you be, instilling pure being, Dominating bee, radiating essence living giving, Grateful am I, my dreams come you, For wording vision, a skyward view. From a building so high, I see Saturns rings, Shining through singing, a beaconing rung. Calling this moment, my heart sings son, For my dreams and my love are being, And having one, for loving the sun basking, burning dream light.

  Whats in it for me.  In this satisfying moment, feeling strong, abundant,  Looking restful perched above on top of the cloud.  Thanking God for revealing the key as I open the door.  Thinking what I see before I speak.  OH heavens me, on high into sky, flying by. For allowing I to be all things to the thy, In bringing forth my fruitful seed, Each word present sowing thee.  What’s in it for me, you ask? In this moment, I raise my flask, Feeling strong, abundant, and free, Perched on a cloud, celebrating life’s mastery. Thanking God for the door I hold, A key revealed, my path of gold. Thinking first before words take flight, Crafting the day, birthing the night. Oh heavens above, I soaring high, Through clouds, through dreams, through beyond sky. Being all things to thy, Sowing seeds, watching them amplify. Each word a fruit, a fertile deed, Each thought a seed, a sired creed. For what’s in it, you see, is thee, The spark of creation y...

  If I were to craft a song to get me some you. Consider this that song singing just for pretty who.  For my crafting in play I sing dreamily being Art baby blue. To test the wind and science being mind,  I present a hi and how do you be.  For me to see stars inner eye, Henceforth honement enjoying you me. Now beyond the obvious knowing me you,  I want to explore the worlds and all of you, me.  For my hopes of you coming behind.  With words of a similar kind.  Hear my craft my melody true, This could be the song to bring me you. Dreamily drafting, in rhythm and hue, Singing to world as Art Baby Blue. Flexing the wind, aligning the mind, I send a simple hi, for the connection seek find. Stars in my sight, inner eye so clear, Honement of heart, drawing you appear. Beyond the surface, the obvious view, I long to explore all the worlds in you. To see the unseen, to feel the divine, Hopes of you echoing words grateful mine. For every note ...

  Because you are so beautiful, Let me whisper into air how much I care, From my heart to your spark, sending kiss two ear, Let my love for you rise up appear. For my heart beating you, its art baby blue.  Oh how so beautifully true you are to me, And a wonderful being dreaming my loving being.  For the one be you, So special you be So pretty be me enjoy you loving two. Because you are so beautiful, I send my words, soft and truthful. As me whispering air, How much I love, how much I care. From my heart to your spark, a kissing making light, Rising I meet a radiant flight. Oh, how your presence sings to me, Art Baby Blue, my flame to be. For my heart beats only for you, A rhythm in love, so beautifully true. From Gods wonder, I find my dream, A perfection of love’s eternal stream. You, the one, so special, so You, A gift be beauty beyond all a few. And me, so grateful, so joyfully free, Loving you, as you love me. You. Pretty too. https://youtube.com/short...

  Into the high heavens is the only path in me.  To play I walk to be.  Feeling my way forming becoming being. Could you pose a question for the creator breathing me? Hear I sit in my mind dwelling, Thinking of lofty thoughts of you.  The idea came from you to me,  To ask where are you dreaming me being thee.  Beside the great I am inside. Unto the high heavens, my love being mind, A path within, both yours and kind. To play, I walk, forming, becoming, Breathing in rhythm of my dreams forthcoming. Could I ask a question of the Creator breathing life? A whisper born from your thoughts my might. Where do you dream me, where do I stand? In your seeding plan, crafting my hand. Here I dwell, in my mind’s loving space, Lofty visions fulfilling and winning the race. The idea, a gift, from you to me, Dreaming of where you’d have me be. Beside the great I Am inside A place where love and purpose provide preside.  

  Strategically dominating the sky and sea is me.  What a day to sing a long and come saying pretty please,  For hearing me loving you in my way,  I present to you my word in play. For a specific amount of energetic pay.  So for the first moment I do,  Will force, forth from, inside you.  This is, in action propelling wind,  Being willing the tinder spark,  Bringing fire firing sparking poof be light. Strategically, I claim sky and sea, The Earth and land bows to me. What a day to sing along, To craft the rhythm, to own the song. Hear my love in words playing, Energy exchanging in precisely array. My first motion igniting two, Drawing force from deep in you. Attraction moment, action bends, Wind propels, my spirit ascends. Tinder kissing willing light, Fire sparks—poof, its Me! Pretty being loving thee.