Frequency Hearing Listen


Frequency hearing tuning… Siring light firing… inner voice hearing answering yes Frequency hearing tuning sire fire moving creating inside blooming outside idea forming chamber being mind, Kind your my very great dominant loving alpha mine refining the spark, loving the light until you feel right thought into rhythm rhythm into life main spring turning firing core what I truly want yes, yes, yes i will come opens the door What do I want… who do I become… Within my awareness a presence unseen waiting recognition between what is being knowing voice can name it knowing hand can show it rises through feeling it grows in my flow I playing shaping idea what is it to be, trully fully alive fully free breathing this moment thinking clear me God son shining awareness Fine tuning sire I feel am light fire inner alignment lifting me higher Fine tuning sire I know the aim thought into motion I become the flame What I sire comings movings motions, how electrically High currency flowing through how I cide questions become my keys to the door who do I choose what do I explore frequency tuning inner state strong tilling tingling feeling perfectly home happy healthy wealth is my tone joyfully living fully my own From my greatness, inner winner… outer follows… Clarity forming action arrives effort resolves flow takes a seat, I drive thought into rhythm rhythmically becoming form idea once, now instant. Wow, now fully born, Alive living singing dancing my tuning momentum sowing till breath what I imagine. becomes what I perfectly ideally seed tilling mind, being dreamingly fairily are doing, being, unto you loving me. Frequency hearing tuning fire sire Aligning strengthening happy inside what I feeling I now providing loving tuning light enlightening come spark be sire clearly my view what I become is what I do The great being you Prettily me, loving who, Yes You. Me . Art baby blue Frequency hearing tuning listening saying Yes… Fine tuning listening agreeing waving Yes… Sire i loving you Fire…





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