I can only give what I am  I have know other gift to give If I want the world to be perfect  fore who does not if, I have failed, only because I did not know, that I could never see it perfect, un till I myself become perfect. If I am not perfect I cannot see perfection, yet the day that I become it, I beautify my world. being cause I see it through my own  eyes.  fore unto the pure. all things are pure. I give all what I am. I gift sow place upon the altar my life. I wish the world perfect my heart does I first ask looking through whose eyes am I seeing it. For perhaps I never failed. I simply had not known that the world before me wears the colors of the one looking for every rose carry thorns. If love lives within, even broken ground reveals somewhere to plant. So I do not wait for the world to become beautiful. I become beauty. I become peace. I open door for hope to encounter.  becoming love wanting appreciating.  you. searched for in anot...

  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...

  Imagination what could you create for me this day. Open to the words at ear, looking for something special to appear.  For my visioning dream turning the wheel, Moving forward to you standing on the highest hill. Thank you God for this way,  To the promised Galaxy and abundance of stars fore play.  These are images and thoughts I present, Believing into seeing pictures brought from my minds view. Being a big woo hoo each month before you.  Imagination, whispering come hear,   What wonders will this moment steer?   A golden thought, a picture bright,   A dream unfolding brought into sight.   I climb the hill, the peak so high,   Above the stars, beyond the sky.   My voice resounds in echoes deep,   Calling forth what faith will keep.   Thank You, God, for all I see,   A promised galaxy shining free.   Each month, a beautiful present you rise,   Manifest...

  How would I feel if I were free.  Presently I am in mind where I will always be.  To imagine is in creation and liberty to mine, Bringing forth beautiful pictures showing you shine.  Here is a view of what that looks like too.  Thank you Father for a great life.  I am true to you last is first.  I have traveled the world of galaxies. I have a blessed blessing for a family of wives and children. I have a perpetual currency income stream,  Built upon the chief cornerstone the builders created.  I have come into land and planted my fathers seed,  Being certain I am protected by the sea.  I have loved my brother and neighbor inspiring them to be, Better then their present thinking, hear imagining me.  If I were free, I rise being the sun, A radiant force, my willing becoming one. Not bound by thought, nor tethered by past, Only the wind in my hand, sailing steadfast. I am the breath between stars into sky, A timeless being,...

  To the fire water earth to air,  I bring forth impressing the clouds into,  A vision coming through blessing me you.  From this position I look unto eight,  For service in being willingly great.  This is the call to the Almighty I am.  Putting for this seed you put in me, to populate your land.  For being ready present, making taking creating your thoughts,  You planted in me. I see I do it's the view beyond the Sun.  Over and into pretty boy being Art baby blue.  Now that you be,    Dominate the sea and all you me.  Breathing firing, watering, earth, into air, I press the clouds, the sky says clear. A vision formed, a blessing true, Flowing forth from me to you. From this height, I claim the eight, A cycle turning creating making fate. My service given, a path now laid, Gratefully greatness willing, knowing all debts paid. A call to He, the voice in thee, Planting dreams to populate sea. I stand before t...

  What is my purpose. To tickle the thy. Of the one breathing the you I. To be I see.  I see to be.  For what could I present to my loving Almighty, For this say on to day.  For all you do, I bless you.  What is your purpose, comes from the sky, To tickle the one who is breathing the Sun. To see, I be— To be, I see— For what could I gift to my loving Almighty, This moment, this breath, this presence peaceful loving mind. For this say on today, For word lighting your way, For all you do, I bless you. Being every fallen angel fell to lift me to you.  What a beautiful see I be. 

  For that bold beautiful pretty boy you.  Whose fruits are sweet and gratefully mine.  Loving all kind and so precious and fine. For you I present a staple in temple.  Being certain, to keeping it sexy and simple.  To you who have climbed and reached the top perfecting mind. Your light is so bright that the Almighty is growing heights sight.  From hear is the pictures end in view, Calling forward looking through.  To the beginning of the spark, Being pretty boy you.  For being bold, beautiful, and dominant me. Whose fruits are sweet, whose love rings free. Gratefully mine, yet gifted in all, Standing in light, lifting up fall. My temple carved from Hermes words, Keeping it simple, sexy,  inline. Reaching the top, perfecting mind, Your glowing igniting the heavens to align. From here, the window’s end in view, A picture framed, looking through. Lighting sparks in time anew, Forever shining—pretty boy you.

  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...

  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...

  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.   

  I allow my thoughts to be born beautiful. Boerne beautifully perfect into presence life. To imagine all scenes is to ideate means.  I paint the moon to sun my earth being one.  For the candid observer inner I, Grateful for you making the time. The view I see from where you are in my mind,  Painted sites impressing lights, pretty gals with big smiles. This your in six months sign, Its me letting you know you are a line. I allow my thoughts to be born unto,  Perfectly into the present, beautiful. Imagining scenes, ideating means, A masterpiece painted from my dreams. I paint the moon to sun my earth, A visioning oneness, my soul’s birth. For the candid observer, the inner I, Grateful for moments that spark my High. The view from hear my mines you, Painted abundance sights, glowing achieving heights,  Smiles who shines dancing in the lights. This is your sign, six months time, A marker to reminder, you’re my mind.

  The wind of fortune leads the air, Presenting its dominate position clear.  Where forth thy sky,  Those ideals nurturing I.  Being the seeds to flower me.  To the gust in the win beyond the world be free. Victory hands in superman flying over the see.  To the thought thinking thee, I increase my mine in the present thine, Attracting my rose for my heart in kind.  Gathering all the forces to light my shine.  The wind of fortune stand here, Presenting its dominant position clear. Hear forth my sky,  nurturing I, Seeds to flower, rooting high. My gust you the win, beyond the world, be free, Victory hands as Superman over the sea. To the thought, thinking thee, I increase my kind in the present thine, Drawing strength from mind. Kissing my rose, my love kind, Giving forces the cosmos alignment. For in this gust, my light does shine, My belief in the truth, uniquely mine.

  A new term for the idea of what is the act in breathing. In breath, Out breath.  In Heaven, Out Heaven.  Inheaving, exheaving.  Perspective is literal in term.  Upon this foundation, I shall go to the Willamette River. What a wonderful thought you brought.  In this stream of the watering right,  Bought by my turns in brooks of thought.  Into the sea of the black in me, The coloring in the soil for growing all things being.  In breath, out breath, the action mine, A rhythm of life, a star light sign. In Heaven, out Heaven, the motion turns, Perspective literal, as the essence returns. To the Willamette River, I make my way, Carried by streams where thoughts bold sway. A wonderful idea, you’ve brought to light, A stream of watering, flowing right. Bought by brooks where thinking pays, Turning to sea where the black seed plays. The soil in me, thy fertile ground, Coloring life in mind cycling abound. Breath is to heart, the act, t...

  To address the world. For me to be all I can see is to dream a me you, So beautiful and true bringing singing forth art baby blue.  Scribe the person you see yourself becoming. What qualities, habits, and values breathe this version of you? Being one at this time thinking to become more of who I am the Great Son. I dominate the air beyond any compare and grateful to be. Becoming into imaging picture upon sea, successful beyond measure entrepreneurial me, loving all the angels surrounding thee.  If your future self could speak to you now, what advice or encouragement would they give? To the future me, who I be reading these words for every point forward. For you who I am proud and pray all the ideal angels came into your play from your words attracting ideally kind in mind, ideally creating you dominating the sky wind air being fire, sire as I plant and continue loving seeding for you. I plant all day and night to bring forth your best view, could you agree. May your for...

  Preparing my space, finding a quiet comfortable place. Lighting candle, playing soft instrumental music, I open in my sacred atmosphere. Sitting down lying in a relaxed position spine aligned. Taking breath, holding it for a moment. Exhaling slowly through, releasing any tension. Repeating this breathing cycle three times,  Focusing on the sensation of peace filling body. Imagining a brilliant golden light ascending from above,  representing God’s love line energy. Seeing this light entering mind, filling it with warmth and inspiration. Feeling the light move through body, connecting I to creativity and infinite possibilities. Picturing mind as a fertile garden, rich with soil. Seeing God gently planting seeds of divine ideas into my mind.  Each seed representing a dream, goal, ideal vision you sire into manifest. Watch as these seeds sprout into vibrant, flourishing creations, radiating beauty and purpose. Each affirmation, imagine its words nurturing the seeds, l...