Bullion Grey Poems

I am working with the highest value known to humankind: Love.
The ultimate technology, for the ultimate good.

I have chosen to express this Love through feeding hungry, finding work for the unemployed, inspiring others, and advocating for Self-Education.
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Here is I,
letting go,
to experience now.
The Tao of mine surrenders to now,
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Can I not, being human - find answers to such basic questions?
Why is it so hard to know what I think I should know?
Sensing parallel constructs, I reach and only exercise my reach.
In dreams they come as flashes and fade away, I wait will another day.
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It is my DNA Double-Helix Code
that has within it written the words of symbols
that fight to get out and converse with
the world of inner/outer beings.
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Intelligence of Divine source enters when I surrender my egoic mind.
That breakthrough IS joy and fullfilling. I am working on it.
It is a process, working through the prison of thoughtforms.
My complaint's are released, and victimhood let go.
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She was a lady,
that found a Dragonfly,
She admired one day,
marveled at it's flight,
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I found my place within a room with sisters and mother. It was my place I couldn't imagine another place I should be.

Then I found the school. It seemed ok but wasn't where I should be; I thought I should be home with mom. Then I found friends. They were a surprise to me and I wondered why do they have interest in me?
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I played piano yesterday as if I was opening the gates of heaven with each note. I had running streams of notes flowing with fervor and ease and I surprised myself with my dexterity, thinking that perhaps grandma Rosie was moving my hands to the jazzy haunting beauty of some new and blessed music. Traversing across the geography of that mystical sound we know as music looking out at the world, as it passed by from that 4th floor window.

In the sun I watched and played as the day unfolded, a woman leaving her home to probably go to work, a man wandering the 7/11 parking lot seemingly lost but finding his way to each patron most likely asking for money or food, a snappy looking watch salesman skipping out of a BMW with smoothness and grace heading for the watch store next to the 7/11. Men working on a roof two blocks down, with hot oil burning and smoke churning as if the fires of hell were reduced to the water resisting options that the customer below had ordered, and a bank clock in digital numbers lit by light bulbs instead of the new fangled neon I always see telling me that its later than its ever been.
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You can think of yourself as a work in progress.
Start thinking of your life as a painting and yourself as the artist.
If the colors aren't right, paint over them with new colors.
If your life canvas is missing something, find out what it is and paint it in. Not enough room for all you want in your painting?
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Thank you for your observations....I like to hear from you always.
I do think that God has no concept of 'deserve', like in your comments.

I think God or the Unnameable or Source has no human concepts at all. In God's eyes we all are sacred creations as is the Earth and cosmos because we are the creation of the most Sacred. Nothing can embue us with Holiness than that which is most Holy.
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