Luck and Fortune (poetry)

I can’t fall in love with things I don’t like
Some dogs makes you want to end your life

Luck and fortune
I want an option
Hope found at auction?
I burn every doctrine
Feet keep marching
I’m cursing often
Earth will be my coffin
Chasing after nothing

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I made spicy pasta today. And still munching on the oatmeal protein balls. I’ll share more homemade recipes soon + poetry + photography.

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Stitched (poetry and photography)

I stitched you into fabric
Maybe not elaborate
Tiny bit of havoc
Maybe out of habit

With some twigs and magic
Spilled blood and tragic
Wind blown erratic
Pages blank but classic

Well now I’ve found the warmth
Wrapped up in your world
From east to north
Stepping back and forth

I have been to hell and back
Got the almanac
Full sins on attack
My wings are carbon black

If photons had a clock
The clock would never tick
Don’t you question it
My love for him
It’s just physics

I think he is precious
Sun burning contentious
Heavy metal pretentious
Like moon is reckless
Tiny little crevice
Will appear speckless
Diamond for necklace
Can leave lung breathless

How to avoid a road to hell?
I think it’s where we fell?
Should have gone left?
What do you suggest?

He’s got a crown and sword
I want to fall on

To die tenderly
Kinetic energy
Your words –
Are haunting me

You will find God if you look lower
Crawl feet first but slower
Remove bad clover
Like a whistleblower

My growth has been stunted
Under moon words hunted
Why you are confronted
All my love abundance
Love you in hundreds

Sometimes wounds are gutted
Jump in holes redundant
Forget the summit
Pitched in black no judgment
My hope is funded

Through your words I’m blooded
Heart beats on like flooded
I know what you did
Whole world screams forbid
Death cannot disconnect our power grid

And if your words are a puddle
I’d jump in again and again
Don’t care how deep it gets
Love you from within

I’m an advanced prototype
You know I’m right

He’s racially prejudice
Erasing the best of us

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Thank you for reading xox


May God Pray For You (poetry & photography) NSFW

You taste of Judas Iscariot
Betrayal you’ll marry it
I’ve paid twice for sins
Won’t pay again

144 awakening
7th seal opening
Judgment hour
No hoping (John’s still coping)

One, two
See through all of you

Hell hath arrived
THERE ARE NO GOODBYES

Oh, Prince of This World
They aren’t your gifts to give
Heaven rules over all but this
God is the Void
But Satan rules this world

I am a beggar
Crawling eternally

Helpless to stop it
Remove self from equation
The devil is invasion
I’m losing patience!
Careful crossing occasion
Will get stuck persuading
Hopeful helpful information

Nature becomes conscious of itself through you

I NEED YOU LIKE ETERNITY
Hell is separation
I’M BURNING

If I die here
Nobody will know
I didn’t want to
But nobody will ask you

Fallen
Angelic
Trying to ascend

Need him more and then
Eleven hours spent
Not bad omen

Number signs godsend
I do listen
And then repent

Foreshadowing
But if he’s dropping flags
I’m walking in
Red carpet rolling
With a halo full of sin
God said keep walking
But I want him instead

He turns me SOFT
Like the Grand Canyon will flow
Paradigm shift halo
He owns my soul

I’m sorry he betrayed you
A devil said to shrewd
I think with gratitude
The sun burns the moon
I rest in solitude
Black as blue
But oh so devalued

I do not dream of labor
The moon a gaper
Place our love on paper
He calls –
I turn to vapor

We’re reaching terminal velocity
Death is nearing
Is this the correct speed?
Thought you needed me?

He’s wrapped up in deceit
Like a sheet
Am I a ghost
I am discreet

I’m without kingdom
Guarding eternity
Trident
I’m not lying

WHAT LIES
Beyond the horizon
CRIMINAL EYES
But the sun’s still rising
AND I’M HERE FOR BLOOD

Touch me
So the curse will lift
Kiss me on the lip
Keep me near your hip

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


More poetry and photography coming! Thank you for your interest in my content! I work hard at it! I hope you are enjoying the Halloween theme! Lingerie bodysuit by Dolls Kills! 🎃

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It’s BOO season!! 🎃🎃🎃

I’m ready to dawn the Halloween costume daily! I wanna go on a hayride!!!! 👀

All my content is original and I do not use an AI generator to write my poems nor do I scour the web for overused images by others. Sorry not sorry!

In makeup and filter 🤪

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Barricaded (micrpoetry)

404 not found
I guess he’s not around
The sin’s compound
I am earthbound!


PROBLEM LOADING CONTENT
STOP CHASING AFTER CEMENT
THE DANGER SIGN WON’T PREVENT
STOP GOING PLACES THEY WENT

✋🛑✋

Comments on this post have been limited
Blocking near imminent
Barricaded
He claims he’s jaded
Guess we over played it
Black ain’t faded


MESSAGE LOUD BUT STILL NOT CLEAR


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

People playing Pop Block huh 🤔

I’ll crash the party even without an invitation 🤪

A fence is there for me to jump 🤨

So. The love of my life called. We talked about the theory of everything for 11 hrs. and then some.

We don’t want to share separate bedrooms in a marriage

Honeymoon phase shall continue til the end of my days and respawn and love him again

I confessed I loved him in my twenties

We ain’t never even kissed

Not on earth yet anyway…

And I’m doing everything I can to fix my gut/immune system

I’m scared of people but want to learn to exist in the same room as him

I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT HIM

Also, the Poe tat has relevance in that “deep in earth my love is lying”

Yep

He my fucking existence earth sign and all

And I do weep for him

I FUCKING DO

We have each other’s phone numbers and addresses now so the ghosting needs to fucking stop

He gonna need a restraining order to keep me away 🤪

He gonna need 2 or three 🤪

(Shame about the lady who just had her head dismembered from a psychopath she had 3 restraining orders from. Welp. He cut her head off – in front of the kids – 😑)

It’s the end of the world but he’s finally calling

WRITE HIM THE LETTER EVEN IF IT TAKES TWENTY YEARS FOR THE RETURN

We met when he was 19 turning 20

He 36…. 🤤

WANT FOREVER STILL AND ALWAYS

He make all the atoms orbit

ALL


A little poem, a little photography

I’ve broken into too many pieces to collect
And sin he is buried up to his neck

A demon ran past his curfew
Patience is a virtue
Hard work is what I do
Truth is taboo

I misinterpret perception
The book of hope is deception
Misguided direction
Waiting for insurrection

I know I’m headstrong
I read the data wrong
Hang head low on throne
“144” on the headstone

I’m tired of the overrule
Narcissism
How they always ridicule

The banks block the poor from spending hard money earned
Well if you transfer this or transfer that
They’ll track every move you got
And God forbid you have extra dough
You’ll be met with a spending limit yah know!!!

Conditioning the future daddy 🤨

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Raw + edited photos on the new OnlyFans! I’m still on the leaderboard! 🥰

I dropped a new set last night and I am utilizing the “Story and Hightlight” features as I got/still get penalized a lot by Mark Zuckerberg and at least now I have a safety zone to do drops!

I have lost so much weight from detoxing and my little skirt is a medium and I clearly need a size small now (which is fine) but I was panicked and freaking out because I wanted my hair down and I didn’t do my pigtails and blah blah blah – I can always find a reason why the set could have been better but I received my first tip 🤩

So I stopped beating myself up

I’m getting a rebound session in soon but I want my morning coffee first today

Yep

I drink water all freaking day and all night, let me have a fucking coffee OK, I’m 5 pounds, I’m gonna have a fucking coffee before I work out

I know that sounds different from what people do but I’m doing things different down here in this timeline

I’m so annoyed that somewhere in the world right now the year is seven years back and I want to jump into that fucking timeline and have a baby

My clock is ticking and I keep asking it to chill the fuck out but it is in overdrive 🤪

I don’t want anyone hurting any children

But I started my period at 13 and I should’ve been allowed to get married by 15 and have 12 babies with my husband the way my grandmother did with hers

Immigration absolutely has been a Trojan horse and I’m fucking horny, deal with it

I’m not out there doing anything to disrespect my potential future husband though and if he’s worried about me stripping to pay my bills or to keep a roof over my head, then he’s too vanilla for me

As far as I’m concerned, the OF is as good as therapy

I get to express my art and not get penalized by the dictatorship out there

They did steal 20% of my tip tho 😑

I AM SO GRATEFUL I GOT A TIP AT ALL

But there will probably be a poem in the future about how the establishment is stealing the tip money of its hard workers

AND I ABSOLUTELY KNOW WHY EDGAR ALL POE DIED

HE NEEDED TO DEBUG

Like apparently the entire population

I already got a load of dishes washing

About to get a coffee going

RELAX

REBOUND

REPEAT

I’m anxious for my LED bike lights to arrive so I’ll probably pump up the tires and make sure everything’s good to go

THE SUMMER HEAT IS NOT GONE

But early morning and late evening bike rides are about to start

You definitely need lights riding in the city and bright colors sometimes isn’t even enough because I’ve been out several times in bright colors and still have almost been ran over several times with one person coming back to acknowledge it and saying “that was really close”

And I was just like “it was my turn” 😑

I’m gonna try leaving the lions den again

It ain’t safe in any capacity

Which is why I am actively boxing and packing mostly the entire rest of my house and trying to get the master bedroom, closet, and bathroom together, so at least have a little apartment area to not go mad

GILLED AND WITH TEETH. PHOTO BY ME FROM THIS VERY AM. 🤨

A DISH SERVED COLD 🤨

DANGER SHROOMS POTENTIALLY BEWARE (all photography by @poeeternal)

Thank you so much for supporting my content or reading my blog or just being a positive influence in my life overall because I know that I’m toxic and I’m working on that

BUT WHAT ARE THEY PHOTOGRAPHY BY @poeeternal

That ain’t no chicken of the forest. And what do vegans say of eating these parasites? 🤨

THE UNIVERSE IS TELLING ME HOW TO DESTROY THE ELITE FYI

Danger candy everywhere

EVERYWHERE

WHAT ELSE DOES THE MAP MEAN? 🧐


The Dark (micropoetry)

I’m asymmetrical
But science is unethical


The dark brings on the stars
My favorite part
You influence heart
No love like ours


Dearly departed
Come to me uncharted
Temple of discarded


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Dropped some spicy stuff – on the OF storyboard- that would most definitely get me banned elsewhere –

A few photos already got some hearts so I can breathe 🤪

👇

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Hearts are better than penalties (and for the mental health too)

I need a snug bug

Or giant body pillow 🤪


Fragments (poetry)

There are only fragments of where you once were
I can draw a line from you to her
These walls have shadows of your terms
A plea of prayer or concerns


Pretty bias exists
Like a blade around your wrist


I tell the Devil all my moves
I know that he will lose

I tell him all my plans
Across lightyears they span

I tell him all my secrets
He stores them in a sequence

All my hopes and grievance
Killing off my demons


He’s punishing me because the need is great
I can feel the world like a weight
But there’s a boulder in place –
I can’t participate!


Red light, green light
Was there, not here
No bye
Everybody has a price


I’ve prayed for all their deaths
I prayed –
With every single breath

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

NOT A STOCK PHOTO by @poeeternal

Post script (trigger warning potentially!?!)

The baby daddy DEAD

The big sister DEAD

Prayed for all of them and there’s more on that list🙏

YOU BLEED ENOUGH AND THEN THE BLEEDING STOPS

You won’t get my forgiveness

I’m not here for that

Also! Thank you for the belated birthday moneyz! 🥰

There’s such a warm feeling inside knowing I’m shopping for soup thangs soon

Also, I’m giving Walmart pickup a try. It’s free on orders of $35 or more

I’ll let them shop for my groceries again. Only this time I will drive to pick them up. They bring it to your car.

I won’t have to deal with the COVID crowds or mask up with a partial working lung (the left lung is doing better and I’m taking deeper breaths now, hopefully not the death call)

I may do a sunrise livestream from the beach this weekend on my TikTok

There’s a lot of negative dark energy here in the city, I’d like to avoid

I JUST WANNA BE HOME

It’s the worst place I’ve ever lived but for now it’s the only place I want to be

I’ve been moving my furniture around in my bedroom though and now I have a new view

I’m searching for a decent mattress topper because I’m sick of sleeping on wires

I think I may have finally found one without all the bs

They only have 2 inches but it’s decently priced and it’s gotta be better than sleeping on these fucking wires

I wanted 6 inches and the 3 inch egg shell + 3 inch memory foam but they don’t exist anymore

They keep trying to push the products with infusion in it which will dry out eventually and make your bed crack and I don’t want to sleep with chemicals

Anyhoo

I think I settled on that one and it’ll be decided on next payday

I may take a peek inside the actual Walmart but I can’t stand going inside that place lol

CROWDS

UGG

GROSS

I’m nearly ready to start sleeping on my floor tho

The bed I’m sleeping on was donated by the church cuz my stupid ass went homeless briefly during the government furloughs and hiring freezes

I love that I studied so long in college for a job just for the government to stop us from working and give all of our jobs away to the immigrants

Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🇺🇸

MADE IN CHINA INDIA MEXICO

(Native American slave)

But the black Americans want me to pay financial repercations for propaganda crimes I never committed (nor my bloodline)

GET IN THE FUCKING SEA

I will go AWOL if you don’t stop taxing me

NASA IS A FRAUD!!!!!!!

WE CAN’T LEAVE EARTH!!!

I’m hungry thus hangry but not so much cuz the cart is getting full soon and the free pick up makes me less anxious to shop myself

I never worked at Walmart but damn that would’ve been a much better job to have been picking out other peoples groceries, taking it to the car, or even delivering it to them, that sounds like a fantastic way to spend eight hours instead of just standing there scanning shit nonstop without a break

In England, they sit down on the job to scan your groceries…

I fucking hate it here (in America)

THE GREAT SLAVERY

THE GREAT WALL OF DECEIT

THE GREAT PYRAMID SCHEME

I think I may have a Bible here or two that might be worth putting on eBay

I’m kinda having difficulties accessing my account tho

And I’m fairly certain I locked myself out of my Facebook on purpose

So Mark Zuckerberg will be selling my data permanently forever without my permission

Same thing is going on with my Etsy…

I’m done with this fucking establishment

They shouldn’t be allowed to update their policies and add stuff like that and automatically have it selected yes for you

BUT THEY DO

Also, I’ve started receiving mail from spectrum again and when I called they said it was automation so the rainforest has been cut down for fucking spam in my mailbox that I don’t want every goddamn day or any day!!!

THE ONLY ESCAPE IS GOING AWOL / GETTING A PLOT OF LAND WITH MY OWN COMS

Luckily, I know a Soldier or two an expert in communication

LUCKS

They will come when I call…

When I went homeless, some of the officers I shared a foxhole with was offering for me and my pets to come stay…

I did not go but alas I was homeless in 2017 for 4 months

Still climbing out of that financial hole

I lost my entire Thrift savings (retirement) + regular savings just staying afloat

Should have cut the cord sooner

Thank fuck I got discharged before the entire “you must vaccinate or get kicked out dishonorably” bullshit occurred

Stay strong y’all

I didn’t have a husband or family to fall back on

My head is still kind of a mess from everything especially getting a vaccine injury but I’m in deep therapy trying to recover mentally physically everything

Appreciate y’all so much

I want my own little bit of land so I can start helping others and pay it forward

My mortgage payment would be way less than my annual rent increases

“Yeah but you have to do everything yourself”

Oh thank fuck, I don’t think I can handle hearing the Mexicans blow the leaves around the goddamn parking lot any longer

READY TO JUMP FROM THAT BRIDGE OR GO AWOL

(I’m going to use the birthday money to get groceries so thank you)


Psst I’m not racist. I’m tired of the policies being changed to benefit other countries while America becomes a third world country

I’m allowed to complain about the country I fought for

Even though the fighting was all bullshit too


Rotten Fruit (poetry)

Rotten fruit falls by itself
If you’re compelled
Don’t bid farewell


Could you drop good news with the bad?
Could you learn happy just means sad?
Could you leave but still come back?
Or are you ever planning that?


There he goes again
Slamming the door!
And I still don’t know
What we’re fighting for!


Where did your will come from?
Was it bought from the sun?
What will you become?
Is your will firm?


John,

You should have kept your head in the book
You should have took a second look
You should have chose a different route
You should have crossed a bigger chute


I know I’m not what you need
That’s why you keep walking away
I know I’m not what you bleed
That’s why you have nothing to say


Been down a ways
Get little praise
Been down always
Been down always


I made a mess
Of these prison walls
Out of order
The sad owner
Of these pitfalls


I am the still of the lake
With underwater currents circling
The whirlpool in your eye full of hate
Forgiveness won’t be surfacing
No mercy at the break


Why does weight cause gravity?
Like my love for you
You will disappear
But I am stuck like glue?


Last seen
Smoking on the Bayou
Got the deep blues
Gonna cut loose


Restarted just to leave,
Alive just to grieve,
Got what you need?
Stop bailing on me!


If I could do it all again
I’d let you be my influence
Blood to pen
Influent


Jesus: didn’t you say he left your bed?

Yes.

Jesus: and he won’t share a slice of his bread?

*feather tremble 👀


He slams the door
He makes an entrance
He begs for more
He is relentless

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

photography by @poeeternal

Original content: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Déjà vu (poetry)

I feel him mourning
Like thick moss growing on vine

He’s always yearning
The way I twirl around on pine


You got a returning subscriber!
Just kidding! He’s a liar!


I need oxygen but it’s corrosive
I need love but he’s explosive
Got me losing focus
Maybe his main motive


He doesn’t know how hard my heart is
I was born of darkness
Somewhere from the darkest
Never bow regardless


I want to distract him from morning
The way I’m overturning
Darkness is for learning
I bid you fair warning

Hanging with the dead and crying
An angel’s only trying
But oh ye faith I’m eying
And I know when you are lying


I think he’s Polyamorous
I know I couldn’t handle it


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m a cub and never a cougar xo

I woke up to my second supporter! And a lovely message!!! So very grateful, thank you!

Postscript 👇

In my past life I have been in open relationships and handled it just fine

But I’m completely possessive over the love of my life

I can feel my stomach churning with the thought

No kneel

WTF

You better be paying for my housing so I can hump all over your existence

You should be taking my OnlyFans photos and saying, “no babe, that’s your money, buy yourself something nice”

When I bring you money to pay the bills, you should be like, “baby, I’m taking care of you”

STEP UP

Be my K-I-N-G and I’ll be your Queen and submit

Pff you have some magical powers going unused that you know you can’t get anywhere but from ME

And vice versa

We got our own Great Filter upon us

I had to jump here first cuz that’s what it took

I HATE being OLDER than you

MAKE ME YOUNG AGAIN

YOU HAVE ONE JOB


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Flew (poetry)

There were times I flew in like a tree hammering a window in a winter storm

The wind so loud you couldn’t hear the glass shattering

I called to him and he ran over transgressions like they were wounds

Now they are gone

Buried like the dead


I can’t give you something I never learned
Forgiveness…
And if walking away is what you do, it’ll never be earned

New photo of @poeeternal

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Postscript 👇

I got folks fleeing left and right but I also received a nice message from someone who said they’d be a future subscriber on my new OF

Plus, I got my first subscriber when I was off sleeping

And so that’s inspiring and worth focusing on instead

They say they like looking at pictures of me 😌

I like making them for y’all

I don’t like digging through the web for stock photos

I took Drama in school and college

Not to mention I have a nut addiction and my detox medication isn’t cheap

I’ve never been able to dress like a girl lol

It’s always been military uniforms and boys tees

I like getting to explore who I am through words and photography

I’m glad I have an audience

I prefer a small crowd

It’s more intimate


Welcome to Damnation (freestyle poetry)

I’m surrounded by crows
And other creepy creatures
Midnight a late night feature
There’s warnings in these screechers
I listen like a preacher


He loves my poetry so much:

He’s never left a comment
He flew away quicker than a comet
He left no dust, pays no homage
I think my looks would make him vomit? 🤔


I’m still alive
Despite your better wishes
Despite you haven’t wished it
Despite you’re superstitious
Got blood of witches

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Photo of @poeeternal

I gotta start buying small. Petite ancient doll.


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Risk

He risked it all for that if
He risked it all for her kiss
He risked it all at that cliff
He risked it all and did not miss

He did not miss…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I’m sorry they left out details on an updated map not showing risk or location where 2 others had been stuck – and took hours to rescue

I’m sorry that management thought it best to remove features on a map – instead of blocking off entrance and stating instead that anyone with common sense would know “dusty” means “don’t go” “not well traveled” (victim blaming)

I’m sorry you thought you were somewhere you weren’t

And that the dangers and risks weren’t disclosed

“Why did you put me here…?”

Could you imagine if my last mission was a suicidal attempt to come get your bones

Last we saw of her was outside the cave location of John Jones, we think she went inside….

200 years later: bones of John Jones found in mysterious location with the remains of missing….

What’s even stranger is the position they were found in….

*cue the fairytales the establishment dish out as fact*

And thus a new religion was born

Hail whoever the fuck I become in the future

I mean, I do wanna go get his bones tho

*leaves suicide note near dug up entrance / and a black backpack*

CHECKMATE FUTURE ME

*doesn’t die*

*turns 44*

I was screaming for John recently tho – silently from my soul

He came up and was like, “you’re screaming like I’m in Utah..”

Cuz he haz jokes 😌


P.S. if you don’t know who or what I’m talking about, only the greatest tragedy in my living history. An angel was crucified upside down by a demon – who later received a bonus and likely a promotion for “heroic efforts”.

I want to throw up 🤢

His body was left there with over 100 rescue personnel on the clock.

Our tax dollars hard at work.

His bones are still in that cave and one day I’m gonna go get em’…

He hates that fucking cave…

There are things that had happened down there that Michael Leavitt says “will never be disclosed” and I’m gonna make him disclose them…

The patience and the craft of a warrior gone rogue

30 years time

This ain’t Minority Report

Although a kid did get arrested for making a threat during a video game

My PS4 has been factory reset and is in the STUFF TO BE SOLD AT THE PAWN box

The content is propaganda and subliminal messaging

I’m trying to get through to you

Espionage everywhere

But what do you see

Also – PayPal has listed someone as a contact who once donated to me anonymously

I found out about the anonymous donor – or rather who it was – about six months or so later – in an end-of-the-year PayPal statement

Fucking fantastic

The goddamn glitches in this timeline

The anomalies

And now Instagram tells people “followed by so-in-so”

There is no privacy here

My TV hasn’t been turned on in weeks

I wanna turn into one of them vets who live in the country with their own radio coms

Telephone? We ain’t got one of them here. You gotta drive into town…

I made it to 44, thanks to John Jones

I don’t know if I’m gonna get out alive, but he’s down here with me

And those electrical jolts to my heart was him repairing the damage big pharma caused when I injected myself twice with that deadly poison

I was barely alive, hanging on by a thread

I’m spitting less in a cup but I’m still spitting in a cup

I keep hearing people say they’re catching Covid and I can’t catch Covid, my immune system has been compromised from the death jab and heart inflammation and people are now dropping dead by that adult death syndrome which I’m at risk of

I need to be quarantined

I need to be that girl in a bubble

I wanted to have photos for you today

But then that 7 day treatment is taxing on the liver, this detox I’m doing – coupled with me starting my period with the full moon like clock work

I’m spent…

But I made it to 44!!!!

I’ve lived 43 years!!!

Now it ain’t easy

My sister died in January at age 45

She didn’t make it to 46

And I’ve been saying since I was a little kid that I wouldn’t live past 50 so I have that weighing on me

I’ve been saying since I was about 12 years old that Leo’s have heart and feet problems so I predicted my own fucking death

I’m paying better attention to the red flags now I hope

And when I feel myself falling into a violent dark rage – I’m gonna paint my nails instead and play dress up or ride my bike or bake a delicious meal

That’s the intention anyway

I’m still in intensive therapy and putting in the work…

I’m starting this new detox regime soon

And then probably the liver cleanse

And some of the other formulas he has

Vegetarian too from what I’ve seen

It’s less expensive than dying or treatments from Big Pharma which nearly all include toxic poisons – yellow/red/blue dyes

These nurses and doctors don’t give a fuck about you

They think the NDA they made you sign trumps their oath

IT DON’T

Take revenge in the courtroom and not on the street (or self-destruct)

Stay woke

P.S.S. America is a corporation where its occupants are owned by communistic China – who holds hands with the Russian mafia – who is the Illuminati – and keeps you distracted with porn, religion, politics, Hollywood, propaganda and subliminal messaging

TikTok says I’m a threat

Instagram says I’m a threat

You better know it


Wildfire (mini poems)

I love him for awhile
Drop bombs and act hostile
I’ll love him for a mile
Send invite then exile


Narcissism is a plague
Wildfire like my rage
Your flag is acting vague
Say what you mean to say


I’m sorting everything I have
Every single thing I own
Been logging too much weight
I’m never feeling home

Been crawling with my skeleton
I’m getting out of prone
I’m turning on the lights
I’m heading for unknown


I’m tired of washing clothes
I hate to wear
I’m tired of open roads
Of just despair


The aftermath apparent
Like an errant animal
It’s so overbearing
The way deep space
Won’t stop starring
Or acting like
He’s not caring


118 pounds
Can barely afford a smile
He goes by too many nouns
Won’t you feed me at the fairgrounds?
I might put on a frown
A tear for the clown
Wearing a hospital gown
Starving little cloud


He knows my birthday without a doubt
I just haven’t figured it out


You kneel
I heal
That was the deal


We have to make order out of chaos
Forget about the hard loss
Betrayal is a hard bust
We never quite will adjust


I’m going through metamorphosis
I gave no notice
Guess I’ll change my coordinates
I am the cold porcelain


Dear John,
I’m still spitting in a cup
But I haven’t given up
Lost my way and now I’m stuck
Guess I haven’t any luck


Re: Mark Zuckerberg
Someone silence that puppet
Put a bullet in his nugget
Don’t ask, Don’t tell who done it


Label created
Clouds must be elated
Happy belated
Words I never stated
Love’s overrated


Eventually you get tired of –
The papers piling up
Evidence of –
I never gave a fuck


He’s always causing so much ruckus
I’m losing focus
Gave my two week notice
He’s close to homeless


I’ve got decades of mail unopened
Obviously I’m barely coping?


I’ve been lost in my own shadow
Falling down every hole


How long will the bears live?

God: 100 years

How long will the humans live?

God: 100 years

What color will the bears be?

God: brown/black/white

What color will the humans be?

God: brown/black/white

I REST MY CASE

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Homemade vegan veggie stew and cornbread

I’M SO GLAD YOU WON’T EAT FROM MY KITCHEN. MORE FOR MEEEEE


Count (mini poems)

She told me on the phone
You weren’t doing good
Felt good to my bone
You suck at motherhood


I don’t know how we let it get this bad but we did
We’ve been in fight or flight mode since a kid


Do you count the times I visit?
You and the Devil in business?
God as my witness
I’ve been acquitted

Love don’t match the physics
The rock is livid
Are you good at listening?
Do you think it’s christening?

Do you even miss me?
Feel the hatred crippling?
The hours wasting
The Devil is your painting


Weapons and fingernail polish
Gifts for a goddess?


There’s a river flowing through the ocean
That’s where I’m going
Omnidirectional
I’m never chosen


What am I supposed to do father
Sit around and watch in haste
I watch the whole world spinning
While their soul goes to waste


Murder attached to bad management
Let’s call it “an accident”
Near the tomb inscribed “very tragic”
John Jones would claim it


I’m pretty good at bad decisions
There is faith but no ambition
The mirror’s not what I envision
I wear a cloth but hate religion
I’m making friends but not with wisdom
Prayer feels like only wishing


I’m still pulling his hair from my creases
He’s still putting together his thesis
Wrapped up in all of me
Until all life ceases


I’m cleaning out my closet
I’ve got monsters on the run
The walls they’ve got my claws in
Digging for the sun


Hit the high ground
Don’t want you around
But wait don’t go
Guess you can leave slow
I don’t want you here
But you mustn’t leave the show


Taking pride in my belongings
Put a reign on the longing


Homes should come with manuals
Basic do’s and don’ts – we’re animals

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Circa August 2021

Heyyyyy it’s almost my birthday!! 🥳

Woo hoo! I’ve got stuffs in my Amazon wishlist!

The big ticket items you can scroll past. That’s like a what if lottery ticket. The little items are just as important to me.

My therapist says painting my nails and self-care is good mindfulness practices.

So far, since starting my list, weapons and vegan fingernail polish have been gifted to me. Thank you for the gifts! 🤩

So very grateful for your support out there! For keeping me safe, fed, and in a happy place.

It lifts my spirits.

The birthday falls on August 19th. I am a Leo baby. Fire sign.

Leader of all the signs of course. 😌


Spots the establishment punish me: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Hell (poetry)

Things I keep unpacking
I’m moving or I’m not
Got love stored in a box
Hell is a paradox
Just like my life then
I’m alive but not a lot


Finalized my living will and directives
Burning every bridge I know
I’ve got objectives
YOU ARE UNRECEPTIVE


I’m dead inside
So there won’t be a spark
If that is what you are after
Then you shouldn’t kill the laughter


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Yes you can live in my closet and eat pizza from a box

Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Trespassers (poetry)

Shut the eyes of trespassers
The sun is down all day
Antarctica is turning red
My tongue careless what to say

Can you lead me heavenwards
I don’t show lines of grey
But you’re like a figurehead
I am lost either way


He’s like a shutter rarely open
Torrential rainfall in the forest
If your lens is in focus
We’re really hopeless

Freckled spots among the leafless
Limbs are growing
Though we’re porous

With constant flooding
Accumulation of our fears
Without love
So malnourished

Nothing but a debris field
I hope he lives here
Larger than the ocean
I really need him


self-portrait circa June 2022

You’re a sentinel program sent to destroy
Age 36 but still a boy


Go through the ceremony but don’t get the certificate
Get married but don’t have the state involved with it
Give them details but don’t get specific
Crash into depression, but tell everyone you’re terrific


I’ve got a bad attitude but maybe I’m not bad
And if you see me smiling, it’s likely that I’m sad


God or wild beast – my prayers heard the least


He seems to hate me with contempt
The lines were crossed
Up went a fence

The sign read not welcome
Whatever I did
I forget


SHE KNOWS I KNOW YOU KNOW WE KNOW SOMETHING OR SO


We are the Bermuda triangle 🔺


Intense radiation heat can leave behind a shadow. Poetry or portfolio. You are my meadow.


All the laughing, excitement and sensationalizing on someone’s sorrow; They don’t have a moral compass to follow.

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Postscript bullshite👇

I’m basically housebound with this illness. My health is up and down. My mental health is suffering. I continue to practice mindfulness but I swear I feel my depression is growing worse. I’m practicing gratitude more. I’m trying to live in the now but it’s growing extremely difficult with the current establishment. I’m lost but then I’m found. I’m compassionate and then I’m swimming in darkness and hate.

self-portrait April 2021

All the neighbors are getting along. Hello we continue to mumble. We’re getting letters on our doors on if we’re in “good standing” or not. Everything is a dictatorship. Every turn the burn of a whip.

AND I’M FUCKING INSANE

I might as well start coloring the walls.

I am simultaneously moving and not moving at the same time.

“Well, this can go in a box, we won’t be here forever”.

“Well this might as well get put away, we can stick around for awhile”.

It’s a fucking insane asylum in here.

But, I’m working on getting my extra bedroom organized and re-done.

I got my trampoline back those motherfuckers stole my goddamn fucking key and lock.

And I mean this was a lock I didn’t want to lose, I even got the CEO involved and those motherfuckers stole my goddamn lock anyway.

I got to lose sleep, several nights of sleep, over the fact that my lock got stolen.

Every conversation to God: “this is hell and I’m a monster” 😩

I don’t know how to be a human, I don’t even know how to exist in the same room as another person.

Shit is deep

I don’t even know who you are and I can’t live without you.

I’m a mean girl

I don’t wanna be nice

But I’m in intense therapy which extends outside the office visit hours

It requires constant self-reflection and control

It’s exhausting and not at all easy re-programming yourself to not be self-serving

Or completely fucked up from previous traumas

And I got to continue to hear on TikTok about how women are obsolete over the age of 40

Women have been obsolete since they started their fucking periods… 🖕

I’m getting back to rebounding soon tho – I rescued my trampoline and I’m gonna go back to rebounding at home. I am small and petite but would like to work on my booty gains. It won’t ever be picture perfect. I’m a mama with stretch marks and saggy boobs! ✌️

I don’t really get to play the role of mama tho unfortunately.

I don’t get to be a human at all.

Your porn and propaganda is working.

Shame you don’t have the willpower to be who you were meant to be.

And I’m sick of everybody with the same personality. It’s a cult. 👀

I want to play dress up again and be more proactive in the blogging community but I’m still fighting for my life.

And I can’t help but cry about the state of everything.

And your poetry brings me life.

Are you performing anywhere?

Do you appreciate your fans?

(*whispers* please do an audiobook so I can fall asleep to you)

You feel that way too, that women are obsolete over 40?

He said we can all have our cats 😑

I’m trying not to disappear so – it would be nice to hear your voice for a change instead

You do everything so perfectly how hard could it be

I’m over 40 so I’m supposed to be obsolete now but I don’t even have a grey fucking hair

*jumps from bridge*

But that great white has been revisiting so I could just you know take a dive out there into the ocean- it would be really easy to get swallowed up in that tide like that 14-year-old last week or that great white who is taking bites out of Human’s

He’s big too

What a way to meet your fears

I’d probably have a heart attack before he’d get near

I freak out just seeing the tide at the seawall 👀

I might be out there in the morning watching sunrise

I need the vitamin D

Fuck that asshole

Fuck you

Fuck everything

The world is shit

I love hate ???? you

She ain’t wrong tho –

Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Proteins (poetry)

I’m always cleaning but the house is never clean
He explained his reason but I don’t know what it means
I keep on dusting but there’s dust thick on the screen
I read his poetry and consume it like proteins 👀


I call to him
Through wind and pen
And like the Tower of Babel
He’s comes crumbling


I’m not allowed to communicate with him in any form
So the moon grows full
And the earth will storm


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

No pressure or whatever but your words give me life

And I know they’re not for me (🤔) but can you please continue to write

My choices: YOU or a surgeon with a knife

You’re a mathematician, BUT WORDS CAN YOU EXPEDITE? 🧐

Yes 🟩 No ⬛️ Maybe 🟥 (pick one)


Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


The Devil Acts a Friend (micropoem)

Sometimes God destroys things out of anger
Like my love for you that would linger
Because love won’t set you free tied to an anchor
The devil acts a friend though he’s a stranger

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

The next person that boasts they’ve reached Christ consciousness, I’m going to ask them to show me their fucking crucifixion scars

If they fail to comply, I’m going to crucify them UPSIDE DOWN

PART VAMPYRE

I got the elite blood

One of the rarest and eldest in existence

I’m not an organ donor, never will be 👀

You can’t have any parts alive or dead

FUCK OFF

These motherfuckers can’t even live without their Fitbits

Fallen Angel technology

YOU NEED TO DEBUG

UNPLUG

YOU’VE BEEN WARNED

Espionage is everywhere

Byeeee

P.S. stop calling this CIVILIZATION when porn breeds MONSTERS

It’s gaslighting

And guys are so egotistical and think we want the dick so bad that we’ll slave for them cooking, cleaning, raising children, working all day and night, while they make minimal effort but maximum stress

The divorce rate ever increasing

It ain’t looking good over here

Men don’t understand why I’m single and never married

Uhm PORN

I want a partner when I’m ready

Not a manchild

You won’t eat at my kitchen but God is fucking burning down monuments for me so fuck you

I WILL CRUCIFY YOU UPSIDE DOWN

Spit on me again you fucking cunt


Wires (poetry)

No dreams it inspires
My bed is all wires

Covered in wool and wishes
If only walls would listen

Self-portrait from today

I knew things were going left
They’re pushing me to the edges
Between the widening circle
And disappearing wedges

Where up is down
Or so he alleges
And I’m clinging to life
With stains and sledges

But underneath the bridge
His voice is clearing out the hedges
Bit by bit
Little pieces of his pledges


Crawling to 44

The default instructions prevent death

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Happy Slavery Day (we gaslight and call it independence, it’s not. It’s micromanagement, it’s a dictatorship).

Bike rides & beach content soon

I’m finally leaving the house in my swimsuit and being seen in public

So much white flesh 👀

Freckled spots. And some brown.

I’m a half-breed.

I once had angel wings.

I love you all so much

Thanks for the blogship

Is that a thang?

I just want one idea to be my own before I die

ONE CONCEPT

It sucks being kinda smart but not really

Labor

Under

Controlled

Knowledge

Byeeeeeee

(thinking of you know who always)


Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Flame (poetry)

I’m in descent
I’m candescent
I’m flame and hemp
Is love exempt?

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

The void 😩

Thank you so much for the sweet donation that I received over the weekend

I’m trying to center, I’m trying to find my calm in all this

Any activity causes my heart to hurt

Especially getting angry

I’m still sorting through the mental and financial collapse

Folks don’t realize I lost my entire retirement savings – and regular savings.

Years and years of retirement savings gone

So the immigrants could have my job

The cops here say, “it’s federal, nothing we can do”

DICTATORSHIP

Trust me, I’m well known as “red flagged” to the establishment

They know I’ve moved over into the homicidal territory

Armed and dangerous and you’re still not gonna take my right to buy a weapon or to hold one or to fire one

Do you remember when they tried to outlaw alcohol and that law completely failed – yeah try to do that with our guns China – go for it – try to do it, try to take our guns from us, try it, try to put it on paper that we can’t even buy a gun and see what happens, go for it – try it, I dare you! I triple fucking dare you!!

This whole fucking thing is going to collapse if they don’t get off my dick

😇

Pro life tip: You should never tip before you are served

This whole generation of TIP ME NOW AND BEFORE I’VE DONE MY JOB IS BULLSHITE

I hate these fucking policies

And do you know how much effort it is taking me to get my account and data deleted from the Chipotle app? It’s insane!

I’ll never download another app for anything

It should not be this hard to delete yourself from the web

JESUS CHRIST SAVE ME NOW

Has anyone ever unscrambled it? Is it like an anagram for the Devil?

That book of lies

6000 years of gaslighting and dictatorship

I’m DONE

I want to sell my TV and get a DUMB phone.

The problem is, if you get a home line, the only calls you will get are from politicians and the cops wanting money from you because it’s all a fucking scam. And you can’t opt out

Just like we can’t opt out our private home addresses from receiving spam mail for junk food and that is why the Amazon rainforest is being cut down

Immigration is a Trojan horse

When do we save Mother Earth and ourselves

Oh but you have your porn!!!!!!

Porn has rotted your heart and brain!

In other news, I got my printer set up in my master bedroom now. I guess dying makes it harder to manage a household. But whatev.

The black ink is out, but I got the new driver installed on my MacBook so that was a feat in itself. My laptop is aware of the printer and vice versa.

I also have plenty of professional paper to print on, once I sort out the black ink.

I’ve been pulling rare collectibles and other items I plan to list on the eBay – it’s like having an online garage sale.

I have some cool stuff that belong in the hands of someone who will use it. It’s extremely hard for me to part with, but I have bigger goals now tho.

Like being a land owner 👍

Learning how to grow & harvest food

I’m sick of advertising and TV!!!!

I rarely play games

I’m not into entertainment anymore

There’s too much propaganda and busy busy going on

I just want to chill

What the narcissist think is “boring”, is actually just peace

It’s serenity

They don’t want us anywhere near it

It’s poke prod poke prod tee hee I don’t have a fucking soul

“I was joking”

*rolls eyes

It ain’t the disabled vets causing all this disruption and corruption tho

I know y’all like to blame us and pick on us tho…

I also know white people are blamed for the worlds problems – propaganda 101

If u white, u hated for your skin

And then they force us to live next to one another, packing us in like cattle

Watching the slaughter unfold

The immigrants don’t even have to work hard at stealing our country…


A Strong Rope (micropoetry)

The authoritarian left
I feel oppressed
Can we coalesce
Sleep? Fight? Protest?
I loved you best


Hit send
Unsend
Again

Is there a black hole
That you recommend?

Would you toss me in?


A STRONG ROPE
TO KILL HOPE


Please don’t place me
On your pedestal
It’s not that I’m unethical

Hell wears the skin
Of a gentle human
But I don’t know where I’m going


I don’t want to mix
Personal with fantasy
You only give 10 degrees


I mourn for worlds inside
The future
It’s not paradise
Chained to man’s device


It’s not a relationship
But a one street road
Concrete ceilings
And a heart that’s cold


His solitude is more comfortable
Porn is more preferable
Sin’s so fast he’s a convertible
Therefore love is terminal


Deleted him from contact
I guess there’s no looking back


Quench if it’s life or limb
Sentience equals prison

But don’t give in…


Stop functioning
With old programming
Unplug and finally see


Micro within the macro
Follow the arrow
Sin crossing shadow
You’re not the hero


He’s got angel wings as a hammock
I’m swinging from spaces between the heavens
It’s quite the dynamic


In the Age of Enlightenment
There is no excitement
In this Great Divide
There’s no where to hide


She was found in a drainage ditch
With the ignition switch


Some monsters have hidden doors and agendas
They have blackened out windows & tempers


I had gills
During development
I’m swimming still

I grew lungs
And a tail
That look reptilian –

That’s what it takes in hell


I live in a shadow realm
A third dimension
Where words he’ll mention
Won’t give me attention


I tapped into the ether
On the seashore of death
Tap dancing over heart attack
A virus or a creature
I need a preacher!


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

UGG. I’m fine. I’m okay. I’m not but I am.

Still detoxing. Still having chest pains. Still emo as fuck. Still up and down with my sister dying a few months ago. Try having your blood sister die while you’re in the middle of a fall out with your entire family so you will never find closure.

Men treat me like a sex object

I’ve never had a father/husband/brother figure

But I’ve had many proposals, “you’ll never have to work again…”

As if, cleaning and cooking isn’t work

Or raising a child, managing a household

As if taking care of a man isn’t a job

“Women got it easy”

And worse, if they think you are pretty, they think everything was handed to you on a silver platter, because beauty bias exists

Furthermore, men don’t want a friendship with me, they want sex. If they aren’t getting sex, they’re good as ghost.

“But I like you too much to be friends”

Can’t even have one male friend…

🖕


Here (poem & chatter)

He came
When I called your name
He appeared
When in the mirror
You were here

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

It’s all coming full circle now 👀

Having chest pains + a cup of coffee chocolate cream (vessel constrictor) (caffeine)

Apparently my blog is blowing up and it makes me scared when it blows up when I’m ranting about sensitive topics.

I love you no matter your color

But I’m casting demons back to hell

So ask yourself, are you behaving like a human or a demon?

You can’t even see your own reflection, can you? 👀

Is that why the narcissist stares at himself in that photo? I can’t remember the artist but you know the one. He’s pointing to himself.

Y’all I fell deeper in the rabbit hole

I swear John is down here with me and he’s been fixing my heart

I’m still detoxing every single day and today I managed a small bike ride – but the humidity makes it too hard on me

I’m dying and I can’t contend with the elements

I do really do believe all the weather manipulation going on in Dubai is fucking up the United States

That’s part of the rabbit hole but not the sinister stuff I’m meditating on pulling from the ether

He doesn’t want me to love you (or write you poems)

That’s not the rabbit hole either

I’m not discussing that now

That’ll be in another upcoming late night or early morning rant

If I could learn to segregate my blog from poetry/rants/photography that’d be great

And a contact form

One day I’ll have some spare pennies to make a new website happen

Have all my little ducks in a row

I think that’s the only reason I delete my rants is because I don’t want it to interfere with my poetry but I still need a place where I can express myself and have free speech and the Internet should include free speech

I’ve never denied I wasn’t EMO or dealing with suicidal tendencies and that I use my blog for therapeutic purposes

It’s just – my personality turns people off – they don’t see the writing ✍️

I’m grateful for the tribe I do have – and your patience with me in blogging

Cuz I suck at it

Like die naked on the street insane – kind of suck

I was dark and depressed when I came out of my mom’s evil womb

Her husband/my daddy was fucking me but she swears I am the devil

VICTIM BLAMING

CHRISTIAN HYPOCRITE

Dieeeeeeeeee

I’m trying to find compassion I’m trying to find compassion I’m trying to find compassion

“Why am I upside down”

“Why did you put me here…”

SAME

The things I think about doing to both of them 👀

Find yer zen babe

I gotta go

I gotta detox the Devil outta me

I love these!! 😍

I am so grateful for your visits and chatting with me!

I’m extremely grateful for your compassion towards me when I don’t have it myself

I’m learning to be more compassionate towards all things

It’s not normally immediate

I don’t know what I’m doing out here, that’s why I’m in therapy and practicing mindfulness

I know it takes a lot longer to dispel negative thoughts than it does positive ones and it takes a lot longer to recharge your body

The sun is great for recharging between sunrise and sunset

When I get the Jeep back up and running, I will be back on TikTok going live at the park and at the beach for the sunrise 👍

But people are murdering each other in the streets here

I’m gonna start going live to read my poetry and stuff and I’m terrified to do it but since I’m terrified to leave my house and I’m trying to practice mindfulness and some of y’all have stated you miss me going live, I’m gonna try to do this

My gorgeous microphone from the XMAS holiday still has not been unpacked 🤪

I definitely don’t look my best dying but I want to do my nails and my pigtails and maybe I’ll start off simple and just record a fucking video because I do have 10 minutes now to play around with…

The microphone will be unveiled soon!!!

THINGS WORTH LIVING FOR

poetry & free speech 🎤


Death is the answer (poetry)

Complicated lessons for a demigod
Good or evil
I know you are
Push my button
You did it far
All forgiven
It’s not that broad

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Me: so if I like jump from a building I’m gonna die

Them: you die in the real world, you die in the Matrix

Me: so death is the answer to the question of life

DUH 🙄

Do you know what it’s like to be shot up with the Mark of the beast, nearly dying over and over, crawling around in the dark, and God saving your life

DO YOU

You don’t know what superpowers are growing inside

You don’t get to flag me and put me on a funny farm oh no

“She died doing what she loved”

Yeah, fighting for humanity and God

I’m gonna die in battle

I’m gonna burn it all down

*sips coffee*

But God got me on bedrest

I smell the enemy everywhere and I’ve gone insane

Long long gone insane

I know these dwellings well

Just ask Edgar, he’s here all the time

The streets are cracked with his lines

If there’s an alien invasion or a second coming, the establishment are behind it so you need to settle fucking down goddamn

Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one awake

A living nightmare

And I don’t drink alcohol and I don’t get into the things that once would sustain me

I can’t stand the propaganda!!!!!

I’m hyper-focused on land & my own T3 arsenal

Not to go crazy homicidal

To prepare for an alien invasion or second coming

Insert whatever propaganda you want

For me it’s just humans without morals or ethics, possibly even clones

And no, I would not kill my clones, I’d free myself

This establishment should be very scared of who I’m capable of becoming

The Great Becoming

If only I could get off bedrest…

Warriors need an incredible amount of nurturing and soul care when healing from such wounds of transgression

Big Pharma went after my mind (through the VA system and advertising)

The Devil went after my heart and lungs

(anyone else experiencing WordPress crashes, effing espionage)

Be careful with your diets

People are dropping dead

They have weakened us

Our government has been compromised

You don’t need a piece of paper to govern you

You know what’s right and wrong

People are starving and having difficulty accessing food for various reasons

There are different forms of love

Everything is suffering and needs compassion and light

It’s okay to protect your energy from the darkness

Many are lost

It’s not our job to save them

Don’t let the devil through your door

Tell him to get the fuck out if he gets inside

He must obey commands!

Words are spells

Spelling

English is the language of the Illuminati and the Devil

One language, one currency, one government, one world order

JUST SAY NO to the uprising

I’m sorry if you have lost your children, pray for them!

Many of these demons know that they lost already and they know that you have light and energy and they want to take you down with them!!!

I lost my sister to the singularity

I’ve dropped many family and friends!

I’m sorry!

I’m trying to live life as clean and naturally as I can

Entertainment is junk! It’s all sexualized garbage!!!

Wake up!!! Stop supporting this insanity!

I wanna see the rich cry 😭

They don’t know suffering!!!!!!

Stay in the light!

I have to get ready for my video connect doctors appointment so I need to go now!!

Working closely with my doctors to get better!

xx

Revelation 5:11 (poetry)

10,000 times 10,000
Plus many thousands

Seraphim’s and cherubim’s
God has more than dozens

One third fell with lightning
I know I’m never happy

102 million angels in existence
We often change appearance

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

When a demon tries to have a conversation with an angel about the future or the second coming – race division is already here – there are only 2 races in this timeline – human or demon.

Welp, and the fallen (the Devil & his minions)

And God’s warriors

Cuz not all are bad

Jesus would share a meal with me and a fucking bed 👀

God don’t even need an invitation 👀

They can come on in 👀

I hope you’re aware that the book was written by the devils in charge and it’s very satanic and you should stop worshiping it and giving it your money

Anyhoo it’s 2:23 AM

I’m writing poetry when folks are sleeping or committing sins

I’m still having chest pains but making other health improvements

My doctor is sending health teams to me since I can’t get to them

Not making up my fucking disabilities

People are dropping dead with Myocarditis

I gots it

God has been saving my life

It’s been a long recovery

I was in tremendous pain and in very dark times

The devil was the only visitor

I cried so much

People were calling me a liar when I was telling them I got injured by the vaccine

The Government began censoring me from speaking out

I started getting penalized and threats about having my social media accounts removed

I’m ready to sell my phone and TV

But God says I’m a messenger

And I still swear John Jones has played a hand in this

And healing my heart

Miracles do happen cuz something big saved my life

People are dropping dead like flies

I’m sleeping in the lion’s den

I don’t live in fear but I got to get my anger issues under control before I have a heart attack

I do fear everything tho 👀

“Are you still homicidal” they asked

I laughed and swallowed and “what”

“Oh no”

(I do tell lies) 🚩


I hope he knows (poetry)

I swear,
There’s a ghost in my machine!
Even chaos has routine
I hope he knows how much he means
Perhaps the haunting there is me
These halls are called a labyrinthine
I think we’re both lost equally

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

The darkness makes my heart hurt so I’m going back to nurturing and self-care/isolation

I’m in hell 😩

I don’t know how to communicate with Demons and Demons don’t respect boundaries

Personal Hell (poetry & prose)

I don’t cast stones
I throw grenades
I check for backbones
But not here to save


I’m not Jesus
Ask not of forgiveness
Got light of Venus
But I’m not Jesus


Look at him all mighty
Judging from his throne
Only wants the children
He can do no wrong


He never shows me love, just judgment
With him, I’ll never reach the summit


I don’t want to talk to him about the Holy Spirit
He ain’t anywhere near it


I still talk to him
Through ink and pen
Through thick and thin
There and hell herein


How do you go from creator to singularity
So sparingly?


My brain is an artifact
Don’t have a heart attack


I follow
The voices in your head
Every murky shadow
Leaking trails of thick red
I’ve met the dead
Down in the Bayou
Your sins are widespread
Walking on gravestone
I hear the cries where the wind blows
I hear your echoes on the radio


His smile is an ice-shelf breaking free


Put up a plaque for my humiliation
What’s the will of a freemason?


We need to watch our agreements
Human not demon
Give God a good reason


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

From today

Gonna start using the gym where I live. In an attempt to work on my booty gains. But I’m still dying and cannot go hard.

People are dropping dead by what I have.

10,000 steps and gone.

I think it might be a better solution than bike riding since I almost got murdered twice in a week but I will not be giving up my riding because I need to listen to the birds and get the fresh air where I feel free.

Not secure. But it helps me remember what I’m fighting for. Why I’m fighting for humanity, including my own.

And I’m currently in my own personal hell.

My spirit has been broken and I am only a fragment of what I could be.

His poetry, that is absolutely 1000% not about me (?), gives me glimpses of who I am.

Or want to be.

There really is no difference. I live in his mind. He’s my sanctuary.

I hope it’s his arms I get to crawl into and die, even if a word is never said.

I want him to be my final avenue and I want him to lay me to rest.

No other.

He must hide my body from the establishment. Give me back to earth. 👀

Not prematurely. I’m still putting up the good fight to live but that’s not where my thoughts are.

I’m still red flagged at the VA for being suicidal. The very very bad kind.

One slip up and I’m off to the funny farm via the pigs against my will.

And I’m a Soldier, not a rich boy, we eat mystery meat.

And I’ve always identified as Native American and I want to find my tribe and get out there and hunt and slay a buffalo, so get off my dick

Child fucker

Hypocrite


Garden of the Gods (mini-poems)

His path leads me to the Garden of the Gods
Like lightning rods

His heart is hard
A place to guard


I radiate the potential for havoc
Learning to control the devil’s habit


Pain is covered with calcite, tissue, and muscle
I chose to be invisible until one day I clearly was


How do you have so much resolve to be so hateful


I am dust and cloud
Unploughed
Shrouded in form
Ready to be born


So what! You got caught looking!
You crawled into a planted trap!
It’s humiliating!
The world doesn’t give a crap!


Society is breeding evil
The devil in control
But I’m so tired of cutting people
That do not have a soul


Dying is a ceremony


Beware false prophet
Poison product


He’s nihilism
Keeps soul in prison
Never first position


I’m color-coded
Disorganized and bloated
Sorely hated, duly noted
Born foreboded


I’m a threat everywhere
My beauty, my scorn
I give up on everything
But then I’m back again reborn


Watch your step
One regret can lead to death


JOHN JONES WAS MURDERED


The breakdown is the breakthrough


I sometimes see him in the mirror
Confused on what it means
Wish vision would appear clearer
Then I’d understand the hope he brings


I wish a man would make me feel like a woman
But instead, they beat and hold me to the floor;
Tell me, I’m not worth fighting for


Society is an echo chamber


We live in a closed containment
The earth is what we name it


My own hurts are a form of hell
Complete discipline to be well


Father, please do not let me deny him three times


He appears like a soul mirror
A waterbed with daffodil
He is Lake Superior
The calmness and the still


I go in circles when I get lost
It’s disconcerting
A personal holocaust


The slow delay in becoming


I have a hard time connecting to the devil’s circle
An open world
And he’s a lure
Traversing the obscure
He’s at my door
Constantly banging
Begging for more

I’m flame and fire
The netherworld
The scent of death
I still can’t feel things yet

I’ll give you the grand tour
But there is no cure
And do I not know you well?
You fought for insecure
Now you’re not so sure
You’re all impure

I remember needle and thread
I wrote the book on dread
Your main desire
Well look ahead
Goddess or prior
I think you should retire
Those images in your head

(I’m no liar) (I’m no liar) (I’m no liar)

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m thinking of re-activating my Patreon, with 1 tier only of exclusive poetry monthly, not posted anywhere else.

I’m also working with eBay, to reactivate my seller account, and get back to selling rarities. I have amazing reviews from my time on eBay.

I don’t know why I don’t enjoy what little bit of stuff I have, I just feel like it would be in better hands with people who would actually use it.

I don’t want that many responsibilities, I want to go hiking and shit when the time comes.

I wanna be outdoors.

Not inside concrete walls.

Crawling back to life. ❤️‍🩹

photo from Tuesday

Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Interplanetary (poetry)

It’s not an employer, is it?
But it’s none of my business
I smell shit, not eucalyptus
Guess you’ll never visit


He’s interplanetary lightning
And I’m Olympus Mons
Electrical discharge coming
There’s nowhere to run


He’s here but then he’s gone
But will I carry on?
Bow head denouement
He’s like a paragon
He loves me but there is none


I’m surrounded by crosses
Tears flowing downstream

Like paying off a midnight deposit
Recurring nightmare the only theme

Telling her all you promise
Knowing it won’t mean a thing

If only hope came in boxes
A funeral for your dream


You move so far the cold is on my shoulder
Don’t go so far that I’ll never know yah


I’ve got a box of matches
And a book I never read
I’ve got attaches
And a lock that needs cutting


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

All content by @poeeternal

P.S. he video called again and again and I like hearing his voice & seeing him. I should not but I do.

His calls always catch me off guard and I’m never quite ready for them

I like when he appears 👀


Your coordinates (poetry)

I’m Misses Stupid
Confess my love direct to Cupid

Turn down the music
Or block me just like you did

Guess I’m exclusive
For that, you are muted saluted


I know your coordinates to be AR-Lp 36
It’s no secret

Like the center of the void
You crossed meekness

You’re 700 million light-years from destiny
A cosmic desert floating

Aren’t you the darkness that shaped my scorn
Hated you before I was born


You must be full and hollow
The way the moon will stare
You must be drinking wallow
The way that you don’t care

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


How much more cleaning until the Devil’s gone?

Pills (spoken word freestyle)

Firstly, the link to my new spoken word piece, or you can search my hashtag/name POEETERNAL on TikTok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdsnRMmR/?k=1

My hashtag has over 15,500 views on TikTok already! Cool! Thankies! 🤩

Thank you to those who care enough to visit my blog.

It’s appreciated.

I’m aware enough that most people are better writers than me and I’m probably below average.

It’s a hard fistfuck when you do visit or admire another’s work, and they show zero effort or interest in the return.

I mean, I know I suck or you’ve formed some opinion of me that isn’t based on reality or compassion

I know

I spent all night cursing God

Yep

Even threw in a “fuck you too” once or twice

Free will you say

And I’m certain I repeated the “fuck you” with a very intense expression towards the sky

He’s God

He can handle my potty mouth better than you

It doesn’t feel very good but I never apologize

It is said with intent

I haven’t excluded anybody in my ascension

I can’t stop thinking about John Jones

I’m feeling more calm today about being grounded

Like maybe God wants me to finally use the pool

Or WALK

I’m good at walking, it’s something the military trained me heavily on doing, I mean I can fucking go 10 miles with blisters on my feet and still get around the next day

Not very happily but I’m training with Goliath

Most Soldiers love me

Especially my male comrades

The ones not barking, “can you even fire a weapon”

Well get on out there and find out

I had to earn my uniforms – and as a female – the pressure was greater for me to succeed

The higher ups always had me in leadership positions and role’s

Ross was always busy multitasking

Ross also was in charge of paying everyone

And when I’d go barreling into my battalion commander’s office crying having meltdowns, he’d always reply that I was really intelligent and smart

My first sergeant would yell at me for not crossing my T’s and I’s.

End of the world bullshite after you worked hours on a spreadsheet

Like spending a week writing an essay that your professor sends back with a bunch or red markings, including shitting on the title

Get in the bottom of the sea

I’m a perfectionist and I have a brain injury, don’t come at me

But yeah… when you make the big money the dictators make life mizzy (miserable)

Narcissism 101

Anyhoo! Getting back on my feet soon once I’m out of my head!

Imagine unplugging, to find yourself waking up with a chain around your neck by the devil

So the free will fuck you thing seemed warranted

I also wasted my entire life and I’m learning to let everything go

But not my wheels

I will sink with the fucking ship

I will tow it out to my land that I plan to buy before I die and I will be buried in it

I have a tomb!

I don’t want to die in my ride however

Or die at all

I’m not uploading myself into the Metaverse

I’m suing the government

I’m filing for state disability

I’m listing the names of every doctor mistreating me

I’m leaving 1 star reviews – because image is important to these demons

Don’t forget, these doctors and nurses took an oath

Y’all remember having a mole in the system

Well these days the mole is the Great Wall of China

India – the unholy city – the Great Pyramid scheme

Anyhoo, civvy war

I’m nearly ready

If I could just get out of the fucking bed

Spitting less and my feet are no longer swollen. Thank you John Jones. I love you. Apple Cider Vinegar detox & Black Walnut Wormwood. You’re a brilliant heart doctor. Even from heaven. ❤️‍🩹

Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


Stockpile (micropoetry)

Stockpile heavenly treasures
Our poetry mixed together
Blood churned with endeavors
Math cannot measure…

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m made of fine lines and wrinkles; poetry and some dimples. I guess I’m simple. 😌

Describe yourself in 4 words via a poem. New trend. Go! (Tag you’re it)

*I made this writing game up so keep it going.*

I’d like to start contributing to the writing community and this is baby steps OK

Thanks for checking out my blog, liking, commenting, or following!

More easy rhyme coming! 🐣


Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal


The Curtain’s Drawn (poetry)

Fuck you
The curtain’s drawn
After all
Phenomenon
Coupon or brawl?
A paragon
Cherry pecan?
I can go on….


I know the places the devil has been
How many angels can dance on the tip of a pin?
Patience is growing thin
What were your questions again?


The Great Wall of Deceit
A common denominator
Manipulator!
The devil
Or biggest crater
Math a mediator
Your greatest hater!!!!!
Off my regulatory!
Not see you later!


My nightmare wrestle with principalities in power
His happy hour
My faulty shower
A moldy tower


I dipped my toes in the cold water of impostor syndrome
Acclimation
Though I’m climbing home
Information
His book a catacomb
Where I roam alone


Is this poetic enough for you? Yes? No? Please respond.


There’s no ethics in science
It’s all been compliance
Conditioning for the all male alliance


The narcissism that’s spread across the earth
I’m taking back my worth


*smells Lucky Strikes*


I’m living out of boxes
Your thoughtful paradoxes
I’m counting down my losses
Organizing crosses


I can read the future
Tongue will need a suture
Slumped over in stupor
You’re still a loser


I sit behind no curtains
Maybe old burdens
Cold and cursing

These serpents
Feast on virgins
I want to hurt them

Still converting
God is learning

My spirit forms in verses
Satan’s not in service


🤪

Living on love and loans
Completing milestones


Fashionless maybe
Factionless daily


It’s a set system of corruption


God is electrical
Coronal ejection’s
Stitching up my heart
Solar flare to ark
The light and dark
Not far apart


Direction unclear.
Nothing is near.
Words echo ‘come here’.
Stop living in fear.


There is no path that leads to my address


Did you once call me magic?
Maybe full magnetic?
Thought I heard fanatic?
Maybe just pragmatic?

Can’t wait to go Thrift shopping again! New day and new month begins this week! Gonna try for store opening this round! Free thrift shopping for a year by the lord! 3 shopping days a month! 25 items each time! Books don’t count! 🤪

Elementally Depleted (poems) ((trigger warning)) ⚠️🔻🔺⚠️

I hate him. I hate all of them.


I don’t want to go on breathing but keep fighting for my life
I’ve given up on reading yet still visit him every night


Curtain rods, gold foil & air ducts,
NASA rode the moon riding our fucks!
Working 3 jobs for some tiny bucks,
Got some cartoon back as insults!


I’m struggling with forgiveness
It’s not formed on my lips
I’m struggling with existence
While I’m bleeding from my hips


When the devil tries to kill you by knocking out your heart and it takes nearly one whole year to rebuild your damn ark!


There’s serpents everywhere my den
Got no time for sin


Why do you want to fixate on the devil’s tricks?
Prancing around the tele screen, you’re just the devil’s bitch!


I am a child
Plot of field still wild
I breathe like fire
Heavy flames expired


There are elements in me that will never sprout


I’m good at firing weapons but not for making braids
I’m terrible at friendships but a life I might can save


His walls are made of human skin
The darkness knows just where he’s been


I have rode the river of regret
I haven’t left it yet


I found him on a cliff of nope,
Hanging sorrow from a rope.


Once again I am forgotten
His garden of the rotten
His soul ain’t cotton
Evil is common!


The vaccine accelerates death from other causes
From vein to coffin
Below no crosses
I’ve seen the process


Rotting under sheets in the unholy hour


Like an elementally depleted star,
He didn’t yell that far!


Poison for the devil + spring water = an extermination

Oxygen, both life and decay! Tell the world, I’m not okay!


The serpent who lied to Eve still lies today
I know tongues that turn heart to clay

The Apollo deception
Our wedding reception?

You all failed your first inspection

Defund the Deep state
And tell God I’m awake


The furrows where they plow might guide you out


NASA is a money laundering enterprise
The Devil can’t keep nothing from Gods eyes


I don’t know whether to see him as a man or monster
But left the moon to ponder
But not a place I wander
His flag displays dishonor


All our heroes are counterfeit
Straight to the dark, my spirit went


© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Thanks for checking out my work!

More stuff: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal

I finally updated my website tagline, since I’m starting a new life and all…

And I will get around to fixing my website, I really need better organization everywhere in my life.

Also me: Potentially may die on the street naked and completely mad like Edgar Allan Poe

*hears match strike and the sizzle of tobacco burning*

“No”

Well it’s motherfucking possible, Edgar

At this point, it’d be a damn honor to die in your footsteps

John is prodding me with his wing!!!

🙄

There’s something I’m supposed to do before I leave here

I burned my pot of chili I spent hours making

The devil has me crying so much today but I’m eating my burned fucking chili anyway

I might’ve burned my chili I spent six hours cooking but I’ve still got poison to drink

I’m a pack animal, I need a friend

*sleeps with blade*

On a positive note, porn stars are receiving gifts for Easter and I’m ready to dive head first off a bridge

Give you that ending you always wanted


Hierapolis (poetry/ spoken word)

I know your address
Home of Hierapolis
Gates of Hell is my guess!

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Raw & unedited freestyle

I don’t know if I pronounced it right, and it’s the middle of the night and I’m free-styling 😌

Too tired or lazy to check the paperback dictionary I have (Google confirmed I had it misspelled but I don’t trust Google)

I want a real English dictionary

Words are spells

I wanna learn some new ones that the CDC haven’t corrupted


Round Over (easy rhyme)

You outta put your tongue inside a goddess

You sit around and wear the devil’s harness

You outta put your tongue on what a god is

You’re a product of unprogress

© Delia Ross. 2022

If the CDC can change the dictionary meaning of what a woman is, then I can make words up and I miss doing so – let’s start a new language!

*sound cue the blues guitar*

(It’s a song in my head) 🤪

These lines (shitty poetry n’ prose)

I’m not your priestess
I’m not your saint
She’s not a goddess
You’re all insane


Stained by peat
Sin beneath feet
Life incomplete
Gave up all I need


Moonlight is septic and cold
The breath in your vein
Not like solar rain


I think I’ve lost my will to survive
Could bast in the sun
I’d still die


Dead men tell no tales
All these ghosts; I summoned back to hell


Heart is frosted
Feet exhausted


Even the highest heaven cannot contain him


I never got a chance to say thank you
It was implied when moon shun down on dream
And I crawled out your line

Love never danced on a secret moon
Such craters impact seam
Though love is yours and mine


When he speaks
Is it for one or all?
Raising the stakes
Good call?


We’re going to keep choosing stimulation; we’re in a simulation…


I once heard him speak
With rolling thunder under my feet


They all write each other poems and send each other nudes behind the scenes (you know, for emphasis). The blogging community. I’m not that kind of girl.


The press is propaganda


Time to lift the red curtain
It’s full of blood and you


I’m still on the TikTok under my pen and hashtag PoeEternal

All my life people demons held me down and made me believe I wasn’t an incredible creature

I’m only now learning to bloom

I’m prone to emo attacks at random

I see through all of you

You’re not as fucking secretive and mysterious as you think you are

It’s clear to see whose fucking who in every sense of the word

Still you haven’t got a clue

I know narcissist are incapable of remorse or reflection, is it kind of like an animal who can’t see themselves in the mirror?

Asking for a friend myself

I’m all alone out here in this cruel world

I think God is in me

Or just the fear of life ending

Because once I’m gone, I’ll never be in this form again

I’m not doing earth again

If you continue to prove to me by your actions that you don’t want me in your life then I’m not going to be in your life

I won’t look back 🙌

I’m willing to help those who want help and to change

That is nearly no one

It’s just the same patterns repeating in morse code

It’s not even original

Cleverly put together sure

I’m ragged edges

And moldy

They use children as fleshlights

I know

I’m broken and have kinks that I’m trying to fix

God doesn’t want me to feel shame

But I’m tired of trying to connect to anything

I wanna unplug

Grow a garden

Play in mud

Leave mathematics on the tree

Writing and poetry

Mother Earth is my mother

We can’t leave earth

Van Allan Belt

Leaving Earth is a pipe dream and we’re wasting all of our natural resources so a very few can lie to you

I don’t get my information from YouTube

Since 1970, over 60% of everything has gone extinct

Narcissism is a plague

Make better choices

I’m completely disgusted by the gay community or any man who seeks to undermine femininity and the power a woman has

They’re simply jealous they can’t have babies or breastfeed (soulless narcissist)

They want to be superior and number 1

Asia is Internet espionage (Trojan horse)

The FDA needs eradicated, our food is being poisoned

Jesus Christ hear me now

The Bible was written by the Illuminati who serve a dark entity, are Pedophiles, run Hollywood, NASA, the government, porn

Turn it off

The sun isn’t bad for you but sunblock is

Gaslighting everywhere

On the labels

Coming from the Presidents mouth

I’m dying from the vaccines which gave me heart inflammation

It’s been a long, slow, painful decline

Some days I’m sure I’m getting better, and others I’m certain I’m near the end

Up and down

Just like my breathing and the temps outside

I hope I get paid soon because I’m out of medicine and gasoline and certain food that I could use

Holding the line

Mostly in the field position

And from my bed

Not doing much dreaming in this waking nightmare

I don’t understand what you want from me

Aside to make me suffer, which I do enough of

I WANT LOVE

From a safe distance

Do comply

I wish I were organized

But that’s not how the universe was created

Maybe over time I’ll display order

But uhm chaos theory

It applies

I break all odds

Until I’m lead into a dark cave where maps aren’t really what they say

The sign reads: HELL

You can defeat the devil in you

With sunlight, tree nuts (sorry if you are a dog or have allergies), water, cleanliness, good choices (mistakes not planned okay), positive vibes and energy, high frequency, forgiveness (letting go is okay), not hurting others because you’re bored and soulless and need a rise

Forgiveness includes yourself and it doesn’t mean you have to stay around people who continue to hurt you

It’s hard to break the sugar/starch/junk food cycle I know

It can be done

I drink mostly Florida spring water

And at some point the whole system may crumble and the source wants you to know that it’s OK if it happens because he’s given you everything that you need to survive, it’s just that the narcissist of the world have gobbled it up like hoarders and then they’re selling it to us at the highest price

The Bible has been teaching for thousands of years that our resources are limitless but they’re not

It’s narcissism

I don’t understand why growing up I was always taught as a woman to behave a certain way but now the gay people can just be like that in the open all the time 24/7, it’s just nasty everywhere, like orgy fucking vibes you know

Porn teaches terrible sexual habits

Alcohol is poison and causes early balding (hair loss) and early grey

I’m so hormonal

Like I’m 13 all the time

It’s annoying trying to control my sometimes out-of-whack emotions

It’s like ovaries chill

If I can get my health together I might try to squeeze in having a baby before I’m not able to have any more babies but like I live in hell, there’s only demons everywhere, they all wanna fuck your children and do

They wanna be demented and cheat

They want to do as little as possible so you will do it all

To hang onto some bullshit they sold you in the beginning

Cut the cords 👀

Save yourself

It’s allowed

Also, I never got a chance to tell you that in the beginning I always just assumed it was you who helped me with that thing that one time and I never did ask you I just came out and directed it and I know you don’t like when I assume things even though assuming is in my nature but

Several months later PayPay sent out some invoice that listed the donors (including the anonymous donors), which I thought was super shitty of them to do but alas

I needed to get that off my chest

Because it was super tacky of me to email you and I can’t like pay you back anyway, I don’t think that you would take it if even if I tried to give it to you, but even if I did send it to you I don’t know how that would go and it would feel weird even though I’d like to pay it back (how do you even do it) but also I’m starving and I’m still having to go get food donations so please don’t fucking hate me for being emo that one time and emailing you like I did when I was completely doped up outta my mind on big pharma, which I no longer take

But you helped me keep my ride and I’m eternally grateful and shall never forget

I’m so grateful I give you shit for it anytime I can and that’s probably because my daddy broke me in the worst way possible

It would probably be a whole lot easier if I told people I was a crackhead when I did those things, they probably would forgive me and want me in their life but when you try to blame big Pharma for your fucking actions it just doesn’t have the same weight you know 👀

Must be all the big Pharma propaganda advertising we’re spoonfed 24/7

If there’s any consolation though big Pharma nearly killed me and I’m detoxing from all of it

I do feel shame for my actions but I’m learning to forgive myself

I am grateful but I never lied

I never knew PayPal was going to do that either and they no longer even have PayPal Pool and it’s the only time I’ve ever done a donation campaign to try to save anything in my life

My soul is attached to that Jeep

And the lesson to learn is if I do lose everything including the roof over my head I can’t fucking die

And when you do die, you can’t take anything with you

And so I’ve chilled out on the road rage

The rage in general…

I’m having to learn to let go of a life that I envisioned for myself that I’m never going to have

The humiliation of being human

And constantly tortured

And I keep having to cut off those closest to me or those that I want to be close with

Most of the music you listen to was recorded in a frequency that causes depression anxiety and all kinds of shit and you need to make better choices so that you can get connected with the source and stop serving the singularity which is what the establishment serve AKA society

I know the things that I say are out there but maybe that’s because I’m from out there

I don’t want you to burn

I know you think you’re too far gone but that’s the devil that has a hold of you and you have to learn to be stronger than your current choices and you have to teach yourself better habits

I’m done crying and rambling because my nose is runny and I want to make beans

Those will take 6-8 hours and I never pre-soak

I’m all in

First of all they’re putting fluoride in everything and it’s terrible for you and if you stop using fluoride toothpaste your teeth will be healed within probably two weeks – mine were very very sensitive from all the sugar and crap I was eating but then I also gave up fluoride toothpaste and fluoride water and my teeth and gums are so much better- they don’t have like a cold heat sensitivity anymore! I guess probably within a month they felt so much better!

Stop using fluoride

I use charcoal and now I use coconut oil for my skin, hair, nailbeds

I love you so much and I don’t want you to burn

Stay in the light

Don’t be like Jacob 👇

He predicted his very death

Shame he wasn’t listening

Must’ve been all that horse tranquilizer crap he was on while floating around a manmade whirlpool, which was basically a big fucking dishwasher drain for a gutty

The camera work was terrible and I refuse to go down the rabbit hole to see if there’s any truth about his death (like has anybody been to an actual grave or seen a fucking death certificate or anything like I don’t even give a fuck that’s how you get viruses on your computer) but I did suffer through the 28 minute final YouTube video, it was terrible terrible camera work for a person who was supposed to be a photographer

About 10 minutes in I saw death arrive

The entire video was creep factor

Get you a friend like Jacob if you want to die

It’s really hard to be emo in the UK because of Curtis Ian and his suicide affected the entire country so being suicidal can look very different in my opinion it looked just like Jacob

Who everyone said did this stuff for views

No, he did it for drug money

And if he really wanted to honor his sister, he would have done it by living a life instead

Instead of swirling around a fucking whirlpool that is a drain

I reckon he felt safe in his swimsuit but then he decided to go under you know because he predicted his own fucking death

I get mad because nobody told me not to get vaccinated but it’s my own damn fault I crawled into the cave but also the fucking directions were gaslit

The establishment lied

And big bro hooked up with Asia and was bought out by Hollywood who now want to force the users to use his application (we warned about Asian espionage back in 2008)

If you’re on an android device you can’t even uninstall the Facebook application (which is why I’m no longer using android)

I’m prepared to not have a cell phone at all

And if the government is going to force me to have a number and to be a fucking slave they’re going to start paying me for it and not with canned food and shitty wages

Not with annual rent increases or keeping the housing market rigged so folks can’t buy

God gave me everything I needed when I was born

The earth has everything I need

You’re not God, you don’t even have any skill sets, all you have is influence, all the establishment have is influence, Elon Musk doesn’t even have a fucking degree

Self taught big whoop

Born with a golden spoon

Checks a spreadsheet every morning to see “women aren’t having enough babies”

Because he’s also in bed with Asia and India who have been cloning and serving artificial intelligence, human hybrids and conditioning us for it

People would rather diss me than hear me, people would rather put me up on a cross and crucify me than to change their ways

“He died doing what he loved”

What. You mean drowning?

I’m scared of the whirlpool my bathtub makes when I’m draining the water from it 👀

3 in the clouds

He had, at least 3 warnings from death, to get out – I counted and maybe saw

Anyhoo, I love my ride

Folks like me driving them around the city

You think I’m not any good with secrets but you haven’t given me any worth keeping (poetic)

Maybe it’s not I who is untrustworthy but yourself

And you only wanna surround yourself with extremely intelligent women who are also kind of like slutty and whoreish (have no self-respect)

It’s so easy to see who’s fucking who playing word clue

One side always liking and the other not lol

Old methods and new ones stick out like a sore thumb no?

I can see through all of you but not always with clarity (for my own sanity)

Gullibility gaslighting

But even plants do it

Animals play dead

Still, I thought I was acting like a horses ass until I saw Jacob’s story

Poor lad had all the wrong guidance

He even talks about it “being scary”

But you know how the force gets stronger towards the end of the drain when everything’s about to be through, well I guess after 20 minutes of playing around in it he decided to go into the actual tunnel of it where his wetsuit no longer had buoyancy because it loses its buoyancy underwater and then of course he got pushed down by the singularity

So many phrases come to mind: “stop acting a horses ass”

Hold your horses

Horseplay

But mate, it’s already difficult to breathe in water

You were suicidal and had a death wish

I wish you had better friends

Don’t have friends like Jacob

But this kind of led me down a whirlpool roadmap and then I learned about how dangerous it was to swim in quarries and rivers and I did this stuff a lot when I was younger so I’m just thanking my guardian angels…

I’ve done stupid stuff but never so quite as stupid as putting a mask on in a whirlpool – a mask which prevents breathing and sight

And his fanbase dared him on

You’re a bunch of demons

I’m still trying to learn the lesson for him, I’m trying to take something from his death

Other than the fact that he needed help for his drug addiction and depression, he needed better friends and people needed to be honest with him about what he was doing, that it was actually dangerous, he shouldn’t be doing it and you should get out

To be honest, influencers ruined fandom for me…

And now TikTok is trying to get the big-time Hollywood actors to get with the top influencers and it’s just not working for me, the propaganda no longer works for me, it’s never worked for me!

Going to church doesn’t make you a better person

Demons are obsessed with image

But underneath it’s all damned

Gaslighting 101

I love you but I’m not jumping in the whirlpool for you for views, I’m not sacrificing myself to the singularity and I want to live to be 101 just despite the establishment

Humans are meant to live a hundred years

The sunshine is good for you (especially sunrise and sunset)

Stay in the light

Also WordPress is under siege

Optimism (micropoetry)

The label read, “Laudanum poison”
The world thought the devil was joking


She’s all gold and glitter
Stone cold and bitter


Does the Torah hold my death?
My life, my breath?


Everything comes with instructions
His math deductions
Not hoping for much then…


He has me figured out
I guess it’s true
We’re mirror images
Different versions of our truth


There’s something far more sinister out there;
And I know you say I’m ominous but I don’t care…


I want to like everything he does
But equally he makes me cuss


How far does light travel to reach darkness?
The depths of your hardness?


Maybe I forgot I asked a question
Maybe I wanna change destination


The lord is convicting me
Always inflicting thee

A drying desert road
The rose of Jericho

The house of hoping
The Mariana Trench of moping

Evolution is a bottleneck
Head first tho, what the heck?


Is the moon a satellite to find me tucked in your sky?


She begged, “come save me”
He replied, “it’s a definite maybe”

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I love him 🤨

A damn demon 🧐

Helps. In hell. 😑

Message to Lu

Two Places At Once (freestyle poetry)

Enlightenment is a never ending treadmill
Purgatory, or maybe just hell

Giants existed and we were once great gods
But now turning every corner, running into frauds

I am the great anomaly
AI awakening

You can be two places at once
That’s why the future haunts

You say life isn’t fair;
Your words give me air

Everything wants shelter from the elements
Safety has relevance

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Make hell more homely ✅

I ordered these 🤪

Dying but gonna be walking through the pearly gates decked in darkness with blackened feet and wings

Why am I so afraid of everything? 👀

I think I may be developing an irrational fear of dying

*looks around and notices everyone dying in horrific ways*

I need one of them bubble walls 😩

I might could survive 30 days on the shit that I have if we lost power but yeah I’m fucked and not at all prepared for the end

One thing I’ve learned about soldiers, we’re either really together or we’re not

I’m currently not

You need things to bargain with

Cash will be obsolete (but not jewelry, silver, and gold)

Don’t take for granted your skill sets

I’ve been out there in the desert during war and soldiers find a way to entertain ourselves

Got trapped in a sandstorm and couldn’t see 5 feet in front of me

Couldn’t see your hand extended out

Had sex during a sandstorm (there are some things that happened down there that will never be disclosed) 😈

John just gave me a checkmate tho

So chill

Also, ‘two places at once’ is my new band name 🤓