Gods do not make their truths dependent on others
And I don’t get my lessons from my mother
Let’s discuss color
I won’t mention how you killed your brother
Your useless order
Spitting lies where we hear trouble!
I’m organizing rubble
© Delia Ross.
2022 6615 / @poeeternal
God: well what would you like to see?
Me: the Looking Glass 👀
Forewarning. We won.
Stay in the light
The devil’s mad about it
And dragging ‘the end’ out
* you manifest your destiny*
Well I’m manifesting a house, a yard, a husband, a baby, a second half, a cherry garden
I can’t even keep my house clean but the dishes are done, there’s leftover salad, and a clean tub for starters
I wanna know how to grow food
I think I might be better at managing my destiny
Cleaning is like not the problem so much as the organization
I need a system and development doesn’t happen overnight 🤨
The Looking Glass
Have faith yah know
God: you called
Me: the world is ending 👀
God: rest now
Me: I’ve been resting a year… 👀
I’m possibly nearly ready for the next 50 years of my life, if granted
God: you’re here now
Me: free will
Our choices have consequences
The biggest chess game of them all is the avatar you call LIFE
By the way, are you mad about it?
I’m fighting for my recovery every day
Detoxing. Eating clean.
Pretty soon, God may be the only one with my address
Also, I prefer to be a fly on the wall these days
I’m reading your blogs more but it’s hard for me to open up and communicate because I never sugar coat and interpret art differently
Therefore, fear I’ll be read wrong cuz normally I stir the pot
Denial though. What a shame
That doesn’t get you in the pearly gates
Free your mind
Join the Great Awakening
Do good deeds 🐣