Tis day has now come when he will know thy thoughts scribing present.  This is my inheritance for all knew spirit thinkers being heroers.  Behold in Me thy One Light, seeming two lights appearing, being pairs, rhythmically lyrically literally interchanging opposites . These are My light messengers .  They are My workers building My imaging forms and giving them back to Me beautiful I.  they are the pulsing pulsating heart beating,  My spirit embody, thy Maker forever horning cycles imagining in two forms abundancies of ideas, seeing your children win,  where they fulfill your first sown, them being seed winning, that will tickle you forever unto thee loving you me.  The two are equal halves becoming one. They inspire fire, bringing love into fucking. being. one.  Thy for ever interchange simulating a balancing unity yet view.  For Me one light extending to give form to My imaginings,   giving them pulsebeat to simulate eterna...

  The moation be coming now for, I am revisioning my inner narration,  by creating an ideal present narrative , for this perspective, I pretend into play,  this thought for the day,  from this moment forward I choose willingly  to think thanking feelingsly, in me naturally normal happy  celebratory vibratory eight billion frequency currency dollars  moat emotioning feeling in around surrounding thee,  grateful me enjoying these new present thoughts swirling  in around surround sea, Formed from a firm imagination foundation  trusting funding stat ing beautiful mind, creating This  quantum leap ing faith into loves greatest you,  present future view.  In revisioning embodying my inner narration, shaping more of an ideal perfect presentation, For in my lens of say, where thoughts be comings play, seeing vision chosen choosing light, golden path, abstract math . Enjoying moment rising forwarding I accepting will...

  For and In my art of using more mind,  meditating in a mountainous environment imagining kind, Presently, I am in my penthouse office,  scribing these words unto paper for your inspiration creation,  hearing, reading, smiling,  being breathing One.  Gods greatest Sun.  For and in my art of using more mind, I meditate in a mountainous thinking growing I climb, imagining kind, pure, present, up the vine. Around surround me, the winds lifting frequency  scribing hymns heightening me consciously, opening sub consciously bringing clarity to my unseen sky. Still, herein, this silence,  you find me sitting sunning on top my castles rooftop, a summit built of thought and breath, here I scribe these words unto paper, each letter running up stairway in heaven creating inspiration. Enjoyment You, the reader, hearing, reading, smiling, I breathing living being, singing prettily me, one rhythm, one sound, one spirit, one art - using mind. For...

  What shall I term this view,  a movie picture scene, into an eye sight,  From an experiencing in living light,  For a point in view sow believable to me, Brought to reality by my beautiful artful creative Imagination achieving this ideal thought conceiving breathing.  Thinking holy thoughts coming from my minds eye. The ideal law giving force is being I, Gods great loving son, for being knowingly the living light of the one, Over stand, me, beating dominating all the tests, being cause I am the all time mind winning best, sow I rest lying down. Giving you the fuck you sign. Hear, how I shall term into view, a movie picturing, seen through the eye, showing loving light. My creative imagination paints moving motion, reality folds to thy will, in two I, living lens shaping form from flame. Every in breath, conceiving, every out breath achieving, this ideal will, in heaven, all breathing, becoming. Holy thought streams beaming from my minds inner eye, la...

  The completed magical circle which consists of the encircled Cross of creation, the four pentagrams the four magical weapons And of course the four cardinal points with the source of bright light In the center.  This practiced as it is the ideal way in which to start my ritual A meditation being cause, it alerts my subconscious mind.  Behold my inner light Rising into recognition illuminating  All darkness, see the light shining before you I am immortal I have power I create according to my will, see the light transfer Spark lighting candle.  Behold the element of air Rising as the Dawn and flowing freely Strengthening the winds breeze. See in mind the Sun rising feeling the air blowing gently.  Behold the eastern pentagram which represent my total energy of air.  Behold the element of fire burning brightly as the midday Sun Giving warmth and power.  Behold the element of water lying peacefully in the light  Of the setting Sun bringing abun...

  Scientifically thinking recording results,  For my inclusive economy in all matters media.  Eight months present now,  Knowing wonderful magical miracle blessing, mind. Come nine month time.  Scientist of spirit, I note each result, In currency numbers appearing increasing my accounts, Proof is the count in my music media library, My all me economy circling into voice. Eight months present now, Mind showing wonder, magic, miracle, blessing, Figures glowing being constellations, I walk the lab of sky, Clipboards of rhythm in hand, Tests of faith confirming rise upon rise. And then—month nine arriving presence, What a gush, a flowering, Plans crown into living forms, Wins step for word and call my name. From point A to Good Love aviation air, I log the shine, I sign the light, Sowing everything tallying mind.

  Please know each word I speak,  Is water from the one,  Who drip drop rain upon Earth,  Me lovingly being happy living ideally brightening Sun. Please know each word I command, Is a drop of water from the One, Who drip dropping rains upon Earth, Creating life into every root and stone. Moving I in rhythm making love, In stream strengthening joy flowering soil into soul, Nourishing the happy, living, ideal me, Who rises each day brightening Son, being One, in thyself. 

  Excuse me pretty you,  I want to let you know,  That I want to get between your legs to draw inline, So I am singing my song bringing a dream in from rhyme.  Painting my words in lines that flow, To be close, to draw near, to kiss the space, Between longing and loving, rhythm and grace. I sing my song bringing dreams into time, Each note I caress, each rhyme I climb. In between your legs I find my opening place, Where our dreams and bodies make their fate. The spark in my heart, the art in my mind, Blending our souls, our spirits align, Drawing my dreams into visions making love. Bringing forth you and my coming sign.

  My art being me. This present now ever before me.  Seeing thoughts in love hugging, nurturing watering me.  Eyes to the light upon high shining brightening warming me.  Know choice to choose allowing ideal word breathe out better me.  My present now ever before me, My being my Art. Out folding ascending up words sky-born sea. My thought in love comes cradling me, My hugging, nurturing, watering you. My light upon high, my golden beam, My shining, brightening my every dream. Me warming the seed that I believe, My sprouting new forms I now conceive. Know this my will creating beautifully, Ideally dominating create becomes Me, Allowing each word to better me. Breathing my ideals like rise spark James, For this being my  Art ,  Baby Blue  is my flame. – Art Baby Blue

  Pardon me, God. Here I dwell saying Hi Presenting scenes themes I am thinking feeling picturing,  Loving and happy to account for your ledger and mind,   Thank you for showing I to be your great idea ideally for all kind. Blessings You, God. Hear I replying Hi, A gust in the wind, A flicker in the sky. Presenting scenes and themes I feel, Thoughts that dance in moving movement,  Bringing visions come real. I smile enjoying you picture good love above all in sight, Framed in Your presence, clear and bright. Happy am I to create the line, Accounting recording your ledger in kind. Thank You to in heaven all breath, this sign, to shining, For being My greatest idea ideal ideally all mind.

  How often do you recognize  The turning steering points bringing more life.  The eternal is ready to share His wisdom with me. For His words bring true knowledge and insight.  Welcoming the word of truth that will blossom Like the seed of imagination salvation planted growing my soul.    Do you recognize The turning, steering points that rise, Bringing more life winning conquests, loving joyful happy streams, Guiding me softly through my living dreams. The Eternal leans near, ready to share, Hearing wisdom knowing creating fragrant air. His words, brings rivers, comings shine light, Bringing true knowledges bound beyond clear insight. Welcoming truth as a seed being mine, Imagination blossoming perfectly on time. Salvation roots fertilizing my soul, Planted, growing in creation to make me whole. Do you recognize  The turning, the steering—those points upon vine,  That bring more life, joyfully in a line. Conquests of grace, streams...

  I resolve to ideas wanting revision, Into perfection, to for of me. I leap jumping abound,  Vibrating sounding wins surrounding thee,  Where gently blowing wind dominating gravity, Picturing I, gratefully reaching out touching above the sky, Beyond the sea, into the heavens, over the Sun, Into you smile, for believing and achieving your dream.  I resolve to ideal ideas procreate visual I, Perfected vision, commence minting provisions. I leap singing love round, vibrating bouncing breeze, Shooting winds surround around sounding gravities release. Gently lifting, air under me,  Dominating currents setting above me free. Reaching higher, beyond the sky, Touching heavens, looking into Sun eye. Heir, you smile smiling, believing knowing,  Achieving dreams, being becoming beautifully you. I resolve,  Ideas rewriting themselves into gold. From mind into motion, from thought into whole. I leap, Abound in procreation, joy on the breeze. Gravity...

  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...

  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.

  Beginning the word.  That which ye sow ye reap.  See yonder fields.  The silence and the darkness knew,  So is a spirits fate born.  Ends run true to origin.  Inner talkings maturing in dark.  From the dark issuing into the light.  The right inner speech is the speaking breath.  Breathing fulfilling my Fathers conceiving seed, Sparking and birthing His imagination being certain I am Great, From speech speaking inner mine.  Gratefully came running hearing,  Listening, believing my word is beginning. In the open fields of mind, Seeds sown silently begin, propagate, Inner conversations stirs stirrings unseen, Awaitings birthings from origin's spark. That which began, peace, quietude Matures to truth in light's reveal; Inner speech becoming flesh, Fulfilling imagination's seal. In the silence and darkness conceived, The spirit's fate is beautifully presently formed; For what I speak within myself, Shapes thy life to b...

  I stand upon my ancestors to look and see,  How special and beautiful to be.  To being of and in the mind, Willing welding all ideal matter to come bringing light, Choose and do maximize your utility, offering currency world. An onward purview being,  Systematic, loving, positive strengthening, dominating, Words intending instinct speaking spark fire,  Fiery firing heart lightning kind mine. To be who I am visualizing imagining eyes, seeing. The blessing, the miracle, the hero, the gift, For and of my loving God. I stand upon my ancestors to become the best me, Witnessing how special, how beautiful to be. Rooted deeply, yet eyes on sky, Welding dreams, bringing visions to sight. In mind’s rich soul, ideas blooming right, Systematic strength, igniting pure light. Currency flowing, offerings bold, Positive, powerful—stories retold. Instinct speaking, spark sets aflame, Lightning heart, kindling name. Visualizing clearly, imagining true, My eyes begiv...