Benjamin Buffett

  Imagination oyster,  Who ideally willingly yummy to me, Sow beautifully presenting I, coming into two, After eating hmmm slurping you.  For the day of wonder in the sight coming into view, Where my joy images picture alive,  Running dancing bringing coming sea, Feeling vibrating the pearl, kissing playfully exciting me G,  Spot, world.  Imagination oyster, so willingly mine, Yummy to my spirit, sweetly salty, oceans wine. Savoring slowly, slurping loving moving you, Emerging coming wonder, alive, tasting true. I rub upon the waters, touching vibrant, soft, a blow, Tickling flickering finding treasures, for feeling currents, come flow. Excitement of the pearl, playfully imagination set free, For the sea a vision in wonder, rich, abundant, sweet, In the oyster of my dreaming, my senses find the G. Spark in spot of playful pleasure, Inciting exciting loving two ears, Humming comes singing you, Please take thee enjoy my oyster,  For your i...

  To bring forth the right word,  Perfecting intending ideally sought,  Sowing greatly, greatness speaking.  Truth fully loving dominating air land sea. For being me, you are the greatest idea,  Spirit God creating, dwelling herein.  Image a nation come alive being loves great surprise, Birthed bringing fruit for my eyes,  For the movement in light  Brought ideally write I think, each word.    Perfecting, intending—ideally wrought, Sowing greatness, greatly being, To bring forth the right word, Truthfully loving, dominating air, land, sea. For being me, you are the greatest idea, Spirit God creating, dwelling herein. Imagined nation come alive, Enjoying love's great surprise, Birthing fruit for my eyes, Brought ideally write,  I think, each word. Moving light, an image a nation. Thought blossoming every seeds creation, Each letter a brick, a lot, Constructing towers, Creating skies, Mirroring greatness in my eyes. Lovin...

  I curiously and wonderfully, Flow a rhyme that sings to my mind,  To open and shine bringing new light,  To water thy Son bright.  For this act I sing bringing forth to say,  You walking upon the water embracing the day.  I curiously and wonderfully Flow a rhyme singing to my mind, Opening visions, bringing new light, Watering thy Son, growing up bright. In this act, I gently say, Thankfully to be walking upon waters, embracing day. Stepping in faith ripples, showing clear, Radiant courage draws you close near. Mindful mastery, gracefully flows, Trusting steps as onward I go. Each ripple markings my path mine, Walking crystalizing waters, my moment to shine. Artfully painting steps I do, Mirroring heavens beneath me you. Embracing day, inspiring sky, Walking raising waters, lifting imagination high. I curiously and wonderfully Flow a rhyme that sings to my mind, To open and shine, bringing new light— Watering thy Son, glowing bright. F...

  Peace love joy being easy,  Lovingly allowing ideal bees attractingly,  Feelingly beautiful fully being accepting wonderful opportunities,  Scenarios building ideal views, Marvelously h igh stories looking up peeking through.  Seeing smile happy to be you, Achieving believing visions plan come Art Baby Blue, For this day enlightening mine,  Bringing forth a fruitful vine, Where I enjoying eating two in a time. Peace, love, joy being easy, gracefully sow. Lovingly allowing ideal bees, attracting honey flow. Feeling beautifully full, accepting opening each wonderful door. Scenarios rising, ideal views beyond ever before. Marvelously high stories, looking up, peeking through. Seeing smiles happy sow proud being you. Enlightening kind, bringing forth fruitful vine, Tasting abundance, enjoying view mind. Achieving visions believing, the plans becoming true. Manifesting, uplifting—Art Baby Blue.

  To be enjoy embracing akin,  To feeling your skin.  Know glance brings forth word.  Come being wording fore play,  Come ideally loving for, to me you say.  Come shapefully beautiful embody and mine,  Come supplant my theories like wearing a thong.  Come dance and sing coming all along,  Come singing my song,  Come kissing each note, Come lifting you up,  Come touch me, hi,  Come singing, love into I. Come beautifully Being,   Coming Art Baby Blue. For joyfully embracing again, The art full feeling your skin. One glance  comes forth  bringing a thousand herd,  Speaking softly, singing sweetly word. Come shapely, beautifully embody each line, Wearing my theories as facts to mine. Come supplant each thought  like a silken thong. Come dance into me, Come sing along, Come kiss each note, Come lift, we float,  Come touching my thigh, Come raising me high, Come singing, love into sky. Come, be...

  Fashion as a rule does complete justice to the general requirements of its followers.  And the same is true for the pretty you whose greatness follows the perfection of this type.   An artist beyond structure willing winning thought, Wearing a flowing mane, enhancing mines mental style and for this reason my present,  A portion in gold mining ability producing current seed. Fashion as a rule does justice indeed, Fulfilling the general, serving each need. True for the pretty, true for the bold, My greatness perfected, this style you uphold. Artist beyond structure, winning the mind, Flowering full flowing mane, a living expression impressing loving kind. Enhancing the moment, this essence you mold, My presence a treasure, mining sowing seeds creating gold.

  CLOTHES are said to being significance? Creatures who are in the habit of walking about in a dressed condition carry with them their own picture mirrored in their consciousness, and for them their clothes are no less essential than their body. I fancy that the great men are rare (just as the fools are many) who have not at one time or another found their own external style and then been true to it. My divine gift of vanity brought many a good thing in its wake. Anyone who has brought his costume and his nature into harmony satisfies not only his personal and aesthetic requirements, not only his consideration for his fellows he has found in fact a means of expression for himself.  Why does a sensitive person change his clothes before joining the social throng of his fellows? Because in changing his garments he changes' the man within them. And in the same way the discovery of an external style renders the inner being free. No one is really without vanity, nor should he be eve...

  Again and again I imagine that I have escaped from my personality, and again and again I am caught up in its meshes.  I have come to recognize, whether I like it or not, that there are certain factors in me which are not subject to my volition and that I,  However free I may appear to be, as a phenomenon am only a factor in the structure of the world. I delight to-day in the curves which the fishes describe in their whizzing flight from wave to wave. Again and again I rise, Imagining myself free From the familiar nets of my personality, Yet returning inevitably To the woven threads of my own nature. I have come to realize— Reluctantly yet wisely— There are forces within Beyond the reach of my will. Though seemingly free, I am yet a ripple In the vast ocean of the cosmos, A factor intricately placed Within the universal structure. Today, rather than resist, I delight in the curves of the fish As they leap joyfully, gracefully, From wave to glistening wa...

  The potential of being born,   For there is no doubt that those born from themselves naturally have the potential to be born. From such beings everything has been born. Yet, God is everlasting; the eternal God can neither be born nor ever could be born. That which is, which was, which ever will be, which is entirely from itself: that is the nature of God. Sow, what matter is characteristic of the cosmos,  and spirit to have been born from the beginning,  For they have in themselves the power and natural capacity of being born and procreating. For the spring of fertility is a property of nature, has the power and material of conception and birth  within itself. Nature, then, has the power of generation by itself, without any other entity. Now I turn to my being which has the power to conceive joining with another, since the space of the cosmos with all that is in it, was clearly not born, yet certainly has within itself the whole power of nature.

  To make an attempt for a better dream to bring to light. Painting presenting the world your imagination knows,  Beyond present knowledge yet how does wisdom grow.  For bringing into enacting an actual start spark.  Into being the living life giving fiery flame, Who rises high into heaven lifting Gods game.  To dare a better dream, Painting visions in brighter strokes, Presenting the world my imagination grows— A planet beyond present knowledge, Yet within reach of how wisdom knows. A spark, I once ignite, Becoming flame, enacting life. Giving imagination’s lifting light, Arousing rises rising, I thy fiery spirit. My soul sit alight, giving breath, Lifting skyward, ascending, Onward upward through nebulae clouds touching heaven, Perfecting reflecting greeting God great game. Thus, wisdom blooms— Imagination’s art baby blue, A blazing truth revealing, Arousing Rising spiritual I ever high, Inner bold, fiery dominating lovingly enlight.

  My will of God is the greatest perfection since willing and accomplishing are com plete in the same instant of time.  Thus He made I,  spiritually being of His own essence. The sole Father of all sent down the Muses so that He might be,  Honored by the songs and praises from me,  Raising high wings being heard vibrating heaven,  Listening to my sweet cosmical melody singing on earth up to thee. Sow I shall begin. Till first God thy Lord of Eternity, Seal second is the cosmos, willing third is me breathing. God is the author of the cosmos and those that dwell therein.  He is the governor of all things, together with I, who is the governor of what has been compounding.  Being I am whole, which is the proper object for His love and care, it follows He a jewel as love is the cosmos nourishing me. The will of God, perfectly whole,  Instant fulfillment, His ultimate goal. From essence divine, He fashioned me true, A spirit reflecting His heaven...

  Being silence entering the mind, A presence profound, majestic, divine. Words filling passion, in reverence speaking— Spirit whispers gently, love is awakening. My soul immortal, uniquely lights ray, In verse my paths choices come running to play. Conduct and time shape thy eternal flame, Immortality per verse, yet essence the same. One is all, and all is the One, In limbs my Creator, unity begun. Mindful awareness holds this truth near, From Heaven to Earth, all manifest here. Fire ascends life-giving, upward its flight, Water air nurture flames burning bright. Earth receives form, the vessel returns, Elements cycling, wisdom earns. The cosmos embracing my nature's pure art, My verse qualities spinning, unifying heart. Countless forms rise, contrasts loves sign, Yet rooted in one, whole and mine. Being fully present; awake inner sight, Godlike focus, aware alight. For knowledge divine comes forth to hear call, My essence, my presence, the sanctuary of all...

  By my spirituality, in my wisdom,  Through my loving veneration God.  Everything is seen by the light of true reason,  As seen through by the physical eyes.  The assurance in my faith excels that of other men,  Just as the sun excels the light of the other stars.  For the sun illumines, the other heavenly bodies,  Yes by the brightness of its light, yes by its divinity, purity. By my spirituality, in my wisdom align, Through loving veneration, God is mined. Every thought illuminated by reason's pure sight, As if my inner eyes are tickling physical light. My faith stands assure, beyond others’ reach, Surpassing mortal belief, for Spirit does teach. As the sun outshines stars in a heavenly sphere, My assurance exceeding its truth crystal clear. Yes by mere brightness, does the sun hold its play, Yet by divine purity, loves holy array. Thus, sparks me, the flame from celestial kind, Trinity glowing, pure, sacre, blessing mind.