Internal Worth (My Soul Value)

If my feelings having no emotion, corrosion to this soul has already begun
so is it too late for change, as these thoughts fade off into eluded dreams
retracing steps to see where my soul was seized
I begin finding the missing pieces which seems to be releasing
the reasons to commit treason on my own being
even when i was guided by a spirit, with the mind leading
blinded by eyes like lies in gold, etched in stone
will forget never, will forgive to be better, because forever i will know
that a soul isn’t truly a soul if you don’t know, or so it goes
and to leave only love for the gratitude i hold so close
i began reseeding the trees i believe in, the ones i can breathe in,
which leaves me branching out beyond my roots, not free of needing anything besides the truth
bringing me about face to face with past mistakes
to magnify the pain i never truly embraced, a recourse for never erasing those memories
resting deep within my soul, like no physical pain i could ever know, nor find the remedies
for the hate created by lack of faith, held together by the ego sold on the dreams of gold
i won’t compromise nor fold my belief in the kind of faith which keeps you safe
never fake, like the liars they impersonate
just more surface based masks illustrated in the certitude
viewed through these eyes makes today anew
no longer divided by the compromise to rise, not just employed to survive
in the decoy disguised as a way to get by, for a wall in the growth which left me blinded by
the one who led me through the gates, was caught in her own lies
burning from the roots to the leaves, the darkest of any kind, is the ego inside
although big in size, is confined by a heart i provide, to show love is god
god is love, this is the only truth needed to be seen, the spirit is not only in me
but is me, so i believe in the reality behind the mind
and your soul will surely find, all the love intended to shine.

- b.pG

ORIGINAL BLOG: REAL is FEEL. LOVE not FEAR.

Part I

The beginning was smooth. chills. hills. shadows. glowing bark. Hidden doors like the trees surrounding me. Hallways painted in black. No lights. No sound. No distractions allowed.  Boy these lights can move. Even when still. Not everything is so “Smoke & Mirrors”. Maybe just sand, and water upon my toes. Squishy memories of dust stuck between my fingertips.  Let it be. And then Believe, even when it isn’t what YOU CONSIDER to be possible. Plausible.

I say we just create another version of what exists. It’s Bliss. Truth. Godly. Love. a Kiss. I could never resist.

Thoughts that build a bridge to an existence that makes life more than about time and numbers, dollars and cents. What makes sense to me is what reality could be if we all believed it to be what is meant to be.

But the end is near though.. because you bought their soap, commercialized minds become so… distant. This flow becomes consistent.  Redundant.

Dear, oh DEER..! And the Gates open and the journey had already been opened like a soda bottle after being dropped to the ground. ssshhhh.

Wait. It seems to be still. no motion, and caught in the dark, sparks… and the stars are lost in space. Maybe hidden behind the rain. no pain, as my attention is held up to the top of the world. And it is clear.. as the stars appear. But how…

And we see lights.. wow.

For four souls unite in this happy medium between reality and what is real. It is a FEEL. Like falling backwards seventy-seven stories into another ones hands.. erected for prayer.. LOVE in its purest form is the only thing that is real.

Lucky you… I am too. For this life isn’t as blue as the sky led you to… just another red door that keeps us lured for more of the same.

INSANE! yet we feel quite similar.

Why forge a war forth for what is it worth to hurt..? get burned.

And the sky guides us.. times us. rides us. defines us. Leaves us opening ways to create a positive change. Is stability and comfort just an illusion leaving us with one and only one way to see..?

Is change always permanent? Why would it have to be? Wax On. Clap Off.

Am I lost?

We walk with the lights,  one star.. two.. did we just do… what we were meant to…

DO.

Mystery.

History being made. As we elevate. Converse. Create.  Not Destruct. Enough is enough when all I need is LOVE.

“But how do we open up to another SOUL when Humanity doesn’t even know that the glow that was shown is the love that we own.?”

I feel like I am home. Wherever I go…

All heart. lets start. What…? Too afraid to let go? But I love you though. Didn’t you know..?

CAN you SEE these REALIZATIONS left in the wake of Faith. and I awake…. I hope I have not come off too fake.. stakes high. we rise. you mind?

The rain resembles heavens soft touch. The moon is a sliver in the background, not able to be found, one bird chirping so loud. 3am. Now everyone is my friend. And I find myself not alone, on one path, as time eludes us. What do I see? What do you believe? Maybe it is just me.. but what did he just think he saw? When there are no flaws.  And perfection is all and all.. all. Simple as it sounds.. I still can’t seem to hold my own ground.. lost at the sound.. of what I already lost and found and searched all around.. when what i need.. was always just me. Ability. No. Humility. Harmony. Follow me.

Because I need this pebble to remind me….? Why do i seek whats already been given to me? Why am I so empty when so full of knowledge. Is this darkness, or do I need to open my eyes?

The Bridge. 4am. The lights are just an illusion of what was meant to be. Waiting to be found..  When I know my way around.

The darkness keeping mystery at bay, as we sway.. Headlights. Leaves and trees. INSPIRE me. And I see my brothers keeper because my brother is the keeper? A Leader. Freedom. another seed grows. Did i just now find out I know what you don’t and with no fear I see this as an opportunity to share. Clarity.

No need for clocks yet I know what time it is. Always checking to see if this is real. DREAM.

No destination. The journey is the location i dream it to be. to see. to release.

To be continued….

Signing off… Brett Patrick Gibson

- b.pG  …  10.01.11… .. .. 11.22.Pm

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