Biography of Bullion Grey
Called forth from Mystery, to live in unknowingness, met with passerby's and others, some who left their mark. Currently fluctuating in unknowingness, following my sight and sound.....just a speck in God's Youniverse.
Bullion Grey's Works:
The Thrift Shops of Los Angeles - 1991-1994
How to Get Better Grades - 1995
The Pocket Sales Coach - 1996-97
The Volunteers Pocket Guide - 1997
The Pocket Goal Coach - 1996-97
By Dreams Possessed - Spoken Word Audio - 1999
Light Dawns Gradually - 2004 (2006 accepted in to Literary Arts Collection Santa Monica Library)
The Cosmic Wish Store - 2009
Up coming: Bullion Grey's Imagination Workshop Notebook
Bullion Grey's Notebook
What Do We Know?
Self Education - 2010
Bullion Grey Poems
12 New Ideas
These twelve new ideas are the result of an individual's experience. We are creative beings...we are all co-creators. 1. We admitted we are powerful creative beings, that our lives are direct reflection of our use of our inner creative imaginative spirit.
How long is an instant? How long is now? How long is Eternity? How long is long?
A Few Minutes Ago
Just minutes ago, that is to reference a time, a time that now only exist in memory, I (me, my person) was at a referenced space and time minutes ago almost as great certainty, not to infer any ambiguous meaning,
Letter To A Friend On Vacation
How was your flight? I hope it was as fantastic as what I imagined it was. I was flying with you - you know?
An Awakened Understanding
I am Awakening, I am beginning to Understand I see the green grass, and the message is grow;
Where Poets Meet
Long way, down the journeys road, past the brambles, past the slowed, up the top, and down again, round the trees, just up the bend,
I Was Raised By An Insane Man
i was raised by an insane man my dreams they turn to mares of days and nights I could not stand lost in a field of terrors
Another Way To Poetic Words
Scatter yourself in the wind, allowing any direction to float. Landing upon many a person, inser yourself inside their coat...... Listen and note each thoughtless thought, conversation and attitude, careful to jot any simple jot, that catches in your shoot. (lol) After gathering moments of mind, review your notes you see;
I am flying my kite, arouse my heart to higher heights. My isosceles triangular thought, and circular rotating life,
Starting with God’s sunrise, I feel awe and wonder a Divine perspective that flows, through my heart first and then my emotions, prayerfully I hold my perspective as if I hold precious flowers.
I Hope You Live Forever
My heroes are farmers without names, Nuns and monks without possessions; Laborers and ordinary individuals, That endure life’s sufferings and fates.
Modify As Needed
Look closer by writing dreams, insights, ideas, thought forms - Harbor creative solitude by going into solitude actively instead of drifting -
I Don'T Know
Sit and sigh, on the fourth of July, watch the rain come through. All mornin,
A Speck In The Youniverse
Such is the fate of a speck in the youniverse, to float along the wave of existence, without plan or knowing. Yet part of the mass, still small of the dust, this speck travels a long living view.
If It Were My Last Day
If it were my last day, just what would I do?
Would I charter a plane to Timbuktu?
Would I make a special work of art for all to view?
If it were my last day what would I do? I know I wouldn't waste time trying to buy something new. I might write a verse especially for you.
If it were my last day one thing I would do, organize my will and pray alot too.
If it were my last day I'd call my enemies and friends,