Benjamin Buffett

  Thank you Father, For my dreams beautifully unfolding,  Into butterflies crystallizing before and into I.  For my visions opening like wings, chrysalis clear as glass,  Light pattern flickering through. The womb before you, The great pass through,  Entering becoming I, butterflies crystallizing, light to ear. Within, I glow, Suns gathering my chest, Each one a yes made real. I walk the sky kissing the field to lift, Strengthening wings brushing time into now, Joy circling my name, for me enjoining fame. All praise flows upward and through, Your breath is my breathing, Your might is my light, Your love is I, living, being form.

  For you my fan,  Who gives an ear to hear my word,  Hoping knowing coming to life,  Living through picture image imagining you. Yes the ideal fucking dominating best,  Being cause, being we,  Be. My fan, for you,  Ear tuning my words into spark, You catch thy sight and hold it tight, Hoping, knowing, bringing breath to light. Picture forms, Image turns to motion, motion turns to now, I see you alive in the frame, And the second, becomes the world we share. I speak, the air bows open, You glow in center, Our signal rising like a drum flying wings. We mark the sky with a simple truth, We choose, we move, we shine, we win. Yes, the ideal, fucking, dominating best, Being cause, being we, Be.

  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.

  Every word I speak,  Are arrows straight into your heart the target,  Center view you.  Hearing every word I command,  Speaking, sparking, love, An arrow guiding current wind, Strengthening straight into the living being you. Each syllable pierces not to wound, Yet for love making creating aum, aum, Tilling will spark growing knowing flame, Enjoying our bond in aim for purpose, Meeting always exact to center, thy heart.

  I am an artful being eye, Bringing new perspectives for your world. Singing my song saying showing painting creativity,  Through the swirls creat ing rainbows before the rain.  Beyond, into thoughtful seed, enjoying the harvest bloom, Ideally crystallizing soul being Me. Spirit breathing free, all-loving, breathing through, Here’s my vision, a crystal view loving you. Ideal, crystal view—see I being spirit, see I being soul, See light refracting truth connecting me feeling whole. Art Baby Blue, is showing what’s true, This beauty in you, born from my view. High in the sky, I watch full eye, Rainbows arching, inner colors aglow. Every seed, a dream I draw to know, Breathing new worlds for loving me you. For thee, Being the light I drew, An image my love, a life born to do. Crystal-clear, artful, look see you change to fit the eye. My ideal world, perfect to me in my view. For my ideally, crystallizing you —dominating spirit loving soul, Perspectiv...

  Here I am standing view,  Thinking through bringing me to the point,  Of fucking you. With a smile for a while,  Until time comes Art Baby Blue.  Being here I am, standing in full view, Thinking through, coming closer to you, Painting sparks on the canvas of now, Breath mingling heat, heart knowing how. With a smile for a while, in this playful dance, Time slows down for our spirits’ romance. Energy swirling, intentions love you, Until time comes Art Baby Blue.

  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.

  Thank you Father,  For lifting the heavy challenging idea,  From here in my imagination,  I see a scene,  Me opening an envelope, Inside love letters, passports, and checks, Being me, loving you. For my standing winning being dominant best.  Thank you Father, For lifting the weighty thought, I am lighter, floating on this winds inspiration. In my sanctuary of mind, a vision curls and twirls, A golden envelope lands gently in my hands, Warm to the touch, humming possibility. I break the seal, revealing the sacred contents, Love letters inscribed in invisible ink, Words that spark joy, ignite courage, wink, And remind me every heartbeat is a sign mine. Passports stamped with dreams fulfilled, Permission to travel every realm picturing still, Earthly, ethereal, all portals open, As I step through the door into limitless becoming. Checks folded with intention, Currency abundance, language lovingly gratitude, Assuring me that all is provided, ...

  If God gives me something to think about,  The one breathing heart beating me,  I think thanking my Father for being He,  Yet when He creates acts like being pussy,  I fuck like being His grateful Son.  God gave me something to think being about, Breathing soul into my heart’s dominant shout, I give thanks, Father, for making me to be, For filling my spirit creating possibility, Sowing I semen the great dominant son seed being soil, Joy strengthening soul. To being grateful, alive, aware, My love affair,  Kissing loving brightening Sun, He in me, being I am the one.

  Seed is being now.  Anything you think should be doing, Want to be doing, do it now and begin enjoying.  For this steady nurturing watering the seed, To bring into vision a dreamed scene.  Knowing  what you experience you first conceive tilling believing.  Holding the frequency of the minds eye ideally,  Living enjoying the fruits of and in the Earth. Being sowing loving me her core, Impregnating producing my own mines resources,  Natural abundant above and beyond oil gold sand. Anything you think should be doing, Want to be doing, do it now begin enjoying. For steady ready hands open mind. Nurture and water the waiting seed, Guiding each thought into a living steed,  Breathing dominating breed. Vision grows where belief is tilling, Greatness is born from what the mind conceives willing. Holding the frequency, let I rise, Enjoying the fruits as Earth answers my call. Wanting sowing loving me her Gore. Impressing the fertile soil,...

The melody of my words turns every moment into a living song.   Keeping flowing is the best me answering and rising to be, Tailoring my vision, shining above we, Yet singing holding a loving voice is me. Hear I Sing it, scribe it, living it out each verse,  Each new note is thy proof, my worth.  I turn the key, you agree.  The spark is thee.  For the greater whole I keep creating. Sow whenever you want to share your song,  Even if it is just a line,  Know you will find me listening, tuned in for the next beat whistling. Hearing lines flowing perfectly on time, Living artfully melody, comes a roaring chime. Bringing every moment tuning turning verse, My anthem of life, loving lets rehearse. You sing, I echo, Your visions ascending, Bespoke in two stars where dreams keep blending. Singing above our congruency grows, I rise as the answer, Your melody knows.  Inverse, of me, is you. Lifting the chorus carrying us higher, Notes spinning ...

  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.

  Do you see the picture I am painting in view,  Its of and for that pretty girl you.  Who, I have been creating in mind, Your figure complete voluptuous stacked. Body nurturing for my soul, thoughts watering for me to think. Lofty ideas bubble up into steam, Seeing you in a dress blue summer yes.   Yes, I see the picture you are painting, A vision stirring my heart’s admiring, Where thoughts become strokes, softly touching, The form of she who keeps me smiling. A beauty I’ve nurtured in crafting mind, Voluptuous, flowing, near fine. Her essence feeding my soul to climb, Her laughter echoing dreamtime. A blue dress dancing in summer’s breeze, Sunlight playing upon her knees. She is my muse, I hold and kiss, Framed in breath, sealed with bliss. The living image coming into sight. How beautiful you are my light.

  The joy of a thought inspiring the wings of creativity. For me this is my ambition intent purpose.  Pure greatness scribing lighting loving into skies,  Above below all around I.  For you, being patient strengthen your heart be mind, For the coming of the Lord is here.  The joy of a thought ignites my flame, Inspiring wings where none yet came. Hear Lord, my intent, ambition, soul’s purpose being true, Living scribing pure greatness, skyward through, beautifully to you . Lightning come shine loving light,  Unto wings creative ideal grand visioning's imagination,  Me enjoyingly, experiencing happily. Above, below—where ever Here being.

  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.

  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.

  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...

  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...

  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...