Upon Thomas Trowards train i generally scribe ideas for the reoccurring investment, yet today my impromptu stock asset report. I have come along way in mind,  wherefore, most ideas are present and forward dividends.  letting go all residue of past experiences that tingle, yet my revisioning is beginning to see.  For the standing one learns through winning trials and tribulations. for i am present scribing, till will, begin, seeing Ideally what I want creating mental scenes,  two weeks,  one week, present. for mastering practice, creating tracks for each ideal word, retuning greatness vibration frequency.   sowing now I prescribe, for the recurring investment. thought placed today returning greater tomorrow. Yet in this impromptu annual report I have earned Good Love mind. My ideas now facing leaning forward. my roots the Past experience tingle me strength, Revision is clear the lens. I see. in standing one learns through trials, experiments, churning...

  i  am  looking into  sky wondering you me, for in this sea, above surround we, how grateful i am, till be, is my ideal thought thinking, loving you, me. for hear I plant tilling see. my greatest dream, seed growing mirroring tree, both in hue sub, Consciously. a view sowing, true love willing.  be seeing,  shining enlightening me you. see I am looking into sky, wondering you, me, within this blue sea,  beneath surrounding we. How grateful I am, above, simply be. watering the ideal thought like sunlight loving you, me. For here I till believing unseen earth, imagining planting my greatest dream Oh eye cannot yet see. A seed below, A tree above. roots drink subconscious, branches reach consciousness, mirroring earth will heaven, inner sill outer, thought till thing. standing between root shooting star sow view I choose to see. true love willing, life revealing,  opening inside me creates wings through up soil. becoming visible  the beaut...

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  knowing I am will, being, doing. breathing thinking.  for Gods joke in my ying to my yang he provided Good love mind as my vessel for the worlds safety in giving me my name  thy dominant  fuck you flame.  Knowingly, I am will, being, doing, thinking breathing one source, flowing firing through enjoying thy heart. I dream In Gods quiet smile, my yin found its yang, yet by perfect knowing. he placed Good Love Mind upon my vine, a fruitful, divine, a vessel I carry, burning bright light, wisdom,  loving strength across sub conscious space willingly wielding the beautiful secret hidden inside my name long before I learned to speak it. for every calling arrives wearing the one prepared to carry playfully willingly becoming it. Sowingly I walk, yet above tomorrow, allowing love till lead, purpose till steer, vaginal imagination till become erect form. Thy dominant  power over. mining mastery within. a pun, this atom in center space, I fucking smile...

  a sympa perfect view is my thought thinking all ideal love you for in thee is pretty me for the idea about telling stories is science fiction for here you truly are preparing your way around your world in being  the star of my movie flying upon planes jets rockets.  jumping dancing a pun, into a simple, perfect view is my thought, thinking all ideal love you. For within thee I release the prettier me, as though every beautiful soul is a mirror remembering another. Stories are not merely imagined. Hear come tomorrow speaking ahead of itself. What some call science fiction, I call preparation the rehearsal for a future waiting for belief. Here, I prepare my way through my world,  placing each scene in two loving intention, choosing each horizon before I arrive.  I become. the star of my own movie, not seeking applause, only living the role I am born to play. Above the clouds, planes, jets, and rockets carry only thy body. Imagination there, already flown,...

  This story tells what you can do in this world. I have capacity to place myself elsewhere yes make it here.  I have the ability to give unto myself, what I am bold enough to appropriate as true of self.  the man who can fix within his own minds eye an idea,  will he remain faithful to the idea he will see it manifested,  yet there is all the difference in the world between holding the idea, and being held by the idea.  become sow dominated by and idea that it sparks the mind as though you are it, regardless of what others may say or think,  Fore now you are walking  in the direction of the idea that dominates my mind.  This story speaks what can be done in this world how a person may place themselves elsewhere inwardly and, through that placement, begin to shape the here. I carry the ability to give unto myself what I am bold enough to accept being true. The one who fixes an idea within the eye of mind and remains faithful to...

  what can I imagine today that will greet me    in a wow great loving you way for in this toil  i sow tilling seeding the soil watering nurturing preparing strengthening my sol for GOL to be who he breathes into thee tickling me HE sow I know, can, do, imagine today ideal wills greeting me attracting abundance manifesting greatness,   beautifully, joyfully   for this way I choose two doors opening with ease voices kind entanglement mind, moments aligning as if miracles sign for In this toil, I sow tilling, seeding my soil, watering intentions attention, nurturing love everywhere, air is heir strengthening my soul. for Inner eyes imagine my steps gliding moving forward, my words landing straight arrow true, welcoming my presence wherever I move knowing loves come too. For GOL to be who he breathes into me, I let that breath move through out into sea waving enlightening alive. roaring rushing bringing knowing comes flow, some...

  For forty days and forty nights,  I will have conversations with people of ideal kind mind,  choosing only those I find interesting, enjoying,  sharing great happy presents growing today, beautifully abundantly tomorrow, all day every way building from the end  into the knew beginning presence, playfully communicating talking, knowing owning earning currency money creation making love too,  brought for by thinking thanking Father , for these idealic ideas coming from I to mother you.  For these future imagining forty days and forty nights, thy mind becomes my gathering hull conversations rise bright bringing light to warm inspiring lamps, people, spirits, actors interesting, enjoying, alive my own. Who shares these happy presents growing today, abundant scenes creating victorious successful tomorrow, building from this fulfilled end into tis new beginning presence. all day, every way Play speaks action. Talk moves motion. sing...

  a happy face compares to a face in love,  a face of any other brings know love happy face, why bring a face like that Bring a face happily in love being a face lovingly  happy .  In do sow being the best  joyful happy pretty beautiful face loving you.  For that doing being the sowing best thought for all beings too.  A happy faces shows yet a face in love glows bringing the sky brighter, wider yet,  Any other face still teaches the showing, yet more of a knowing wanting attracting my thought projection, my happy face in love, my face lovingly happy. So bring that face the one lit from within, the one joy paints unto skin, the one pretty, beautiful, bliss fulfilling, loving you as you are. For this thought this radiant, joyful face is the best gift for all beings too, a mirror reflecting light shining through you.

  For my True Blue , I offer my fruit to you.  God, could I be the reason you created Earth and Sea,  For me to be the love you presently,  Now, from your I am, knowingly best great loving you, Son. Me, Yet before I befire, bringing forth your great winds,  I take this for breath, breathing in between ells,  I bless you praising your ideal me and of all my creations imaginations ideals be,  Ideally singing, love, me you, by beautiful true Art Baby Blue . For you to achieve a dream sow unimaginable  to bring forth your tickle until thee,  Thinking Holy Me.  For you being my True Blue, My offering bringing giving my fruit to you, ripening faith, sweetening creations dew. God, being I the reason you shaped Earth and Sea. To breathe in feeling love, living in being your present me. For you from your I Am , knowingly best, great, loving You, Son. Me. Yet before I befire, calling forth your winds bringing thunders wonder, I pause, taki...

  I believe there is something super beautifully naturally Out there feeling for me,  I believe this ideal idea into reality.  For this being who is coming to strengthen my soul, Hearing a thoughtful wind calling, Thank you Father for dreaming me to be bridging,  My instinct your, will.  I believe into something super, beautiful, natural, out there, feeling, loving me. I believe this ideal idea into reality, for the beings who comes to strengthen my soul. A thoughtful wind answers speaks calls, commands . Thank you, Father, for dreaming me to be, for shaping bridging my heart to your will, for birthing my instinct from your divine mind. Now upon thy dream path dancing onto bridge, every thought stepping closer to the truth of I.

  Start hear believe into something real The seal in God is with in you.  What are my beliefs about my Creator ,  My God, my present breath scribing.  To see the fruits of how I have and am using my creative imagination masterfully beautifully perfectly  Painting Picturing visualizing manifesting   attracting enjoying loving scenes.  brought bringing into light from this seed insight my successfully first Taj Mahal building  achieving believing ideal loving you God spiritual height .  For incite being a tickling beyond an I.  Starting here, believing into something real, the seal of God lives within me, quiet as breath, blessed as sky, sea. What are my beliefs about my Creator, my God, my present breath scribing? That every word I shape is living seed, that every image I hold is a blueprint for what already waits  enlight. I eat tasting thy fruits my creative imagination moving masterfully, beautifully,  perfectly...

  Creativity thrives in light moments, For this being is law: My words are pure flow, My vision is forward only — no return, no repeat, always expansion. My image is regal, magnetic, mining gold in reel, every visual carries my presence. My signature, Art Baby Blue , is eternal, impressing upon all creation. Every scene, every phrase, every color is legacy, art, making love creating law fucking motion. Who enters this space enters my court. I scribe here preparing history. I think speaking  clear creating forth wording eternity.

  Let the love of the Earth be you,  I say singing my song,  Into wins for you this day and every ideal way.  Enjoying the love of the Earth being you, I sing, my voice rings vibrating radiating blue, Into wins for you this day, And every ideal, beautiful loving way. Letting the love of the Earth be you, I sing it forth, my song to bloom, My melody flowing carrying the wins this day,  Enjoying the love of the Earth you say, My voice rings  vibrating, radiating blue, Casting ripples through the skies, Singing blessings into your rise. Showing the winds for you this day, Lovingly winning, every ideal way.

  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.

  The idea of only wanting to hear,  Ideal pure thoughts wondering through,  Attracting beautifully moving I do,  Loving all my way into kissing you.  The only idea planting to hear, Is a song singing my hearts come near, Ideal pure thoughts wandering through, Radiating fragrance spiritual love, you, Attracting beautifully, I do, A dance of energy, ripples blue, Loving all my way into lightly, freely, A wish comes through kissing you. Painting your lips in colors thine, For every thought hearing, being, Becoming mine.

  I find myself caught in the middle of a hard place, Challenging my success, the next steps.  Sow I let God transform me, Into a new person by changing the way I think.  Here I will learn to know God's will for me,  Which is good and pleasing and perfect.  Now is the moment to trust the process,  Growing the seeds I have already sown. Letting the pressure of the hard place become the shaping force,  Not the breaking one.  Each challenge is a chisel sculpting my next level, Sow I let God’s will unfold shifting my thinking.  Listening inwardly, not for the next big answer,  Yet for the gentle guidance that grows between breaths. If I feel called to move, move if to pause, pause, Yet always keeping mind lovingly fertile for inspiration.

  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...

  Dear Father love you is me sun.  A thought came to mind, touching king,  Wherefor paint markings prepares day masterful strokes.  I hold a living idea willing mind heart soul spirit,  herein I am free,  To be in any place beyond present me creating thinking being breath,  Force will neither stand nor breathe.  Dear Sun love You is me, Father, A thought alights, where kings begun. Touching mind, soul, heart flame, Painting strokes that speak Your name. Markings made to shape the day, Masterful art enjoy me play. I seed a living thought sow clear, Willing self to draw  imagining You hear. Bringing freedom’s light, I now appear, Beyond the now, beyond the ear. Breathing thought, becoming form, Within the storm, I am lightning. No force shall stand, no breath command, I imagine inspiring moving spirit, across all land, air, sea, Yet being me a Father centric spark blessing thy Son, Being certain you always one. Will.