Lights On (poetry)

I know why the moon parks with her lights on
Like a spotlight for misery
With you center stage conspicuous
Acting like you’ve nothing to prove

You spill your guts in riddle
While paying debt with lie and nickel
Daring darkness and hope to perish
But moon knows all you kill and cherish

You let dark beat you like a whip
Light breaks on your back
Your wrists bleed heretics
With hope an iron chair

You’re 50-50 alarm and silence
The love, the violence
She’s full, some crescent
You’re here, but absent

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

When you want to write a non-rhyme but bleed rhyme ๐Ÿคช

I look like shit but I got a new hat. This is Reign
I also got Uni ๐Ÿ˜Œ
The beach is clearing up

I haz bed

Time for zzzzz

(dreams of you = better than reality)

โœจ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ

night night

Signal Loss Detected

Signal loss detected
Confusion now projected
My heart, I guess he kept it
And soul, he’s there and rested?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


My laptop arrived but I wasn’t happy with the one I received so I am going to attempt a replacement, instead of a return, I’m going to give it a second chance.

I’ve already started the process so I’ll be without a computer for a little bit longer.

Sometimes you have to be patient for the things you want and give up on things when they aren’t going the way they should

I know you want to believe that God is going to save you and you would die for that belief but that’s not how it works

And the people around you will gaslight you all the way into a hole and then they’ll pretend to shed a crocodile tear that they feel bad

And if you’re lucky, you might wind up having your grave turned into a national memorial for one

They won’t even pull you out of the hole when you’re dead

Naw, it’s Thanksgiving. Let’s give him a plaque and go eat turkey

Who cares that people were stuck in that exact spot and like we could’ve prevented a death

๐Ÿ™„

Or you can just go completely mad and die naked in the street and then get tossed in an unmarked box in an unmarked grave and then 200 years later people will finally bury you with a plaque but also start selling your hair as a curse or token of luck like they did with Poe ๐Ÿ‘€

And what I learned from the Titanic situation, is that is happening all over the world, all the time, in record numbers, like in Miami when the building fell down while people were trying to sleep

Or with Boeing falling out of the sky

Because instead of them building a bigger plane to hold the engine, they put software on the plane to gaslight and trick the plane into believing it could fly with the engine where it was ๐Ÿ‘€

And if you’re sleeping with popcorn ceiling, they were cutting corners there as well

And poor John Jones, they will gaslight us into a dark hole

And then blame us for not knowing better than to crawl in there in the first place ๐Ÿ‘€

It’s our fault they cheat, it’s our fault we fall

Oh my God, “John, there are over 100 rescue personnel outside who are going to stand around and do nothing to get you out of that hole”

Bet they all got paid ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž

Ok, God did crack the sky with thunder there

Apophis is on the return

And don’t be gaslit or fooled that you shouldn’t be concerned about the 2066 approach

I’m buying land and a computer

I’m starting a commune

With lots of lots of trees because they provide oxygen and the devil can’t stand Apple cider vinegar

Change ‘one apple a day’ to two shots of apple cider vinegar and you’ll be good to go

Eve was a witch, she had a garden ๐Ÿ‘€

They tried to smear her name

Just like society teaches men to shame women every single day and they do this with the Bible which is very sexist and with porn which is very degrading towards women

Every fashion trend out there is to appeal to the male chauvinistic guy or to the male homosexual

Britney Spears, Beyoncรฉ, they all use the women as tools to sell fashion for the male homosexual (and obviously to push makeup)

Because the world is a fucking stage for the narcissist and they expect us to bow down to them everywhere, at every moment, at any time and give them our money every second of the day

Wait, this was supposed to be a love poem about being completely lost because you’re gone but yet knowing you’ll never leave because you’ll always be inside me ๐Ÿ‘€

Welp. You’ve got my heart.

Can haz back? ๐Ÿค”

My secrets carry secrets (poetic journaling)

Long ago I found you cold
The ruins you brought forth
Leaving me helpless and coiled
Wrapped in agony
I think you’re spoiled
Losing depth in me
Trapped in a deep void
The end gaining gravity


I consume the things you hate


The coil burns out
Like the core
My soul before
The cloud became doubt


Are you going to get to the point, where there’s nothing to lose?


Do I live in the mind of God?
Am I his thumb?
And all creation,
Just things I’ve done?

Are you his son?
Are we all one?
What a revelation
A multiverse of none


Am I God’s projection? A dream within a dream? A lost profession? Is God sleeping?


Time is how we measure change
I’m a conscious being, asleep the same


He’s a different dimension
With different physics
Where laws exist
Opposite
He’s a great, fine mist
The pen, the fist
A magnetic tunnel connecting all of it


Under dome
My mind is my own

Struggling with identity, connection, though DNA has the code to heaven


All my dreams below (hard to let him go)


Climbed a higher dimension, if I failed to mention?


I can see everything from here, information isn’t clear


Knowledge is my crown, disappointing looking down


The fourth dimension is negative; the here and now


They support the addict, not the saint


I won’t live as long as my parents
I won’t live long enough for my mother to repair it


Welcome to Earth’s funeral


He told me where he’s at
Like a shooting star falling inward
His direction fell in my lap


They’re running such a tight ship but lately I don’t give a shit


They come in code
But who they are I will never know
Stuck in a cove
But they are swimming below
With nowhere to go


You were a great leader once, he said

And I replied

Yeah I know, Cleopatra. Suicide.


There was no fairness in the stone
I carried crucifixion through the dawn
But year went on and on and on
I’m tired, not strong


We observe and report


I’m climbing Mount Everest
Gotta cut me some slack
Since they weigh heaviest
I won’t look back ๐Ÿ‘€


If only you spent as much time sewing a holy garden, as you do building a house of made entirely of sins


I stopped going to your pages
I’m erasing all your faces
I’m not going through your phases
I stopped going to these places

โ€ฆto these places


Stop pretending your trash is treasure


I’m too good for a throne
What’s the point in sitting
When I’ve got the world to roam ๐Ÿ‘€


India displays a pattern
It made my eyes burn brighter
The light is like a lantern
And I am still a fighter!

My iron is a lighter
My blood is spelled disaster
Remove sin from the cavern
Truth spinning like it’s Saturn!


Diffused awareness, they’re all careless


I’m changing direction
I’m cleansing infection
I learned my lesson
Headed for ascension –
The law of one


Salvation or sacrifice?
Stitches or bloody knife?


Copper or crown; the grand illusion (society is a sham)


Apple is not the sin
It is the cure


Who said living was a lifetime? ๐Ÿค”


I’m so desperate for you to be everywhere
Anywhere
I see you standing there
But that’s just empty air


They call her queen,
But give them 5 minutes alone,
She won’t mean a thing!


I thought I was home
In a house full of strangers
I thought I was alone
In a world full of dangers


You call me poor
But it’s more expensive to be alone
Get off her throne
I offer more than a whore


Tell me now why you never said three words;
Tell me before I’m dead


I guess that’s why I returned
To be a guide
To help the living prepare for genocide


Blood is metallic
Crimson but mixed with magic


Blood is gold, the answers within


The wrath of ruin
The path of druid


Sometimes it’s truly frightening
The earth is fast as lightning


Is this a dream or simulation?
Are you the same as hesitation?
Markings on my vein, the deprecation?


He said, “we don’t choose who we love”
She replied, “is that from hell or above?”


If it weren’t for you
The sky wouldn’t rotate
Nor earth hold wonder


He gets mad me, “what were you thinking?”
“Stepping into a black hole?”
He wrote the math though
He paved the path so


I want truth to unfold,
I’m sick of dying alone, cold
You have an oath to uphold
So wave a flag, carve it in stone!

I want love, not gold
I want your stories til I’m old
Turn your cheek, leave out unknown
Give light its throne


One day they will say
She was ahead of her time
Trapped in a mine
John Jones he knows


In the beginning there was void
He takes the cold like a steroid
No hope employed
An endless puzzle to be decoyed


Every freckle is a galaxy or place you touched me like the sunโ€ฆ


He is quantum gravity
When he is there
He is here with me

He is quantum love
He is all or none
Zero is a sum

Plenum


Love is like water
It comes in four states


They make gods out of structures


Pay attention to the definitions
No beginning and no end
Nothingness is not nonexistence
Emanation of the highest


She pretends she is a confidant
She keeps digging for that compliment


This is psychological slavery; we are nothing but data


Your heart is so cold
Tell me, does it snow?
Under your soul?


Blue is the shortest wavelength
Most visible to my heart
Zero pigmentation
Though connected via dark


We are desolate
Earth’s least favorite


I want ornaments lying around as his books
He can flee; but I know he’s coming back for second looks
Reading for freedom; but I know he’s got me clasped right by the hooks


You lost courage after multiple failures?
You lack strength to have better behaviors?


Do you know what separates me from being a monster? Will


The dullness in my life
Can cut it with a knife
I’m so tired of strife
Like everyday is night


I’m caught in his riptide
Ripped wide
Gripped tight


Hologram

He said I was hollow
I replied, you left out a gram
Should you add, then appear I am


I want to see it destroyed
My feelings, they’re in a deep void


I grew detached
Knew not what I lacked
Still kept looking back
Knew it wasn’t that


How much does it cost, to live a life of pretend?
Got my name written in pen,
But he won’t ask how I’ve been!


Why do you pull out with so much gravity?


He was a pillar
Stone cold, vertical chiller
A midnight thriller


There’s fractions in the stars
Galaxies shifting like continents
Ripping time like it’s a fabric


Do you see me slipping through earth’s crust
Do you know it hurts
Crawling through mistrust
Every section unjust


Facing mortality and on some days I look my best, roll out the red carpet, I passed life’s test


Thank you for reading my poetry. ๐Ÿฅฐ

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Senator Paul laying down covid facts and rights

Preach it daddy ๐Ÿ˜

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM85LkcwS/

(And for the record, I have a science degree)

Wait, did he just call himself a flat earther? ๐Ÿค”

๐Ÿคช

Anyhoo, it’s true. Now that I am vaccinated, I am more likely to get you infected. I’m a fucking zombie. I told you I’m a living dead girl and it’s a miracle I am even alive because I got heart inflammation

This pandemic exposed India and the New World Order and Illuminati for what they were

A scam

And it requires a lots of gaslighting and medication as well as distractions to keep you unaware

But the great awakening is already happening

You failed

Nobody wants to work for you, y’all can all work amongst one another

Have fun

Sworn (poetry)

Do not mourn
When I am gone
For it’s been said
I am nearly home
My soul’s heaven sworn

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

You can’t see it and I can’t prove it, but John is using his wings to carry me like a hammock.

Because I have to make up pretend people that care about me

And in the real world, there is only monsters

Today is hard day and I don’t want to talk about it

But the VA has totally let me down and I’ve contacted and filed a case with the WhiteHouse

And requested a new primary care doctor *sigh* again ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž

And before you say that I’m the problem, just remember the suicide rate continues to increase among military and veterans

I shouldn’t have to beg for the treatment I need to get better

This isn’t a dictatorship, you don’t get to decide what treatment for me when there’s only 1 I can do

John is swinging me so I have to go

I’ve got one foot in time and one foot in eternity

I’m still on bedrest, so the next motherfucker who drops into my inbox with a job offer is getting a block (you’re lucky I simply moved you to the ignore folder but that’s a no contact move for me)

Him: “hey how are you”

Me: bedrest blah blah blah

Him: “oh that sucks, hey I got a job offer for you…”

Me:

The smallest movie made of you (poetry)

He’s a movie made with atoms
IBM a curator of phantoms
He’s just a boy made out of patterns
Energy, I guess it matters

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Even the tiniest of things have importance ๐Ÿ˜

So, the smallest film ever made was done with atoms – but I didn’t verify that fact. I just felt the urge to turn it into a poem about you ๐Ÿคช

You make dying beautiful

Ascending, so I won’t need a throne (trinkets of deceit)

I want my bones to haunt hell for 10,000 years ๐Ÿ‘€

It’s my right

I deserve to die how I want and I also deserve to be buried how I want, I also deserve to have affordable fucking housing to live in ๐Ÿ‘€

I fucking hate these expensive ass cheap walls

Renting is for the rich

It’s a luxury, like a rental car – only we get the cheapest materials and appliances and they cut corners when building (remember Miami) ๐Ÿ‘€

But, they made it impossible for us to buy a home, to get a home paid off so we don’t have that expense every month plaguing us ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž

And apparently there’s a lot of single people who live in the United States, like 30% of us are out here single and yet the United States is set up to be a dual income, double/family household

It’s even more expensive to live single life

That’s why everybody gets married (and here I was holding out for true love, I’m pathetic) ๐Ÿ‘€

I just want my land and a camper

And some apple trees

Fuck a god damn throne

I don’t know what I want (poetry)

I don’t know what I want
But I have it
It was always here
It was never missing
Let’s just make that clear

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

๐Ÿ™„

The largest organism on earth is a fungus 3.4 miles across (and possibly aged over 2000 years), why is it alive and eating the forest? And you think it’s cute? ๐Ÿ‘€

https://earthsky.org/earth/largest-land-organism-honey-fungus/

It’s eating the forest.

It’s adaptable to its environment

It can change spores based on its environment

There’s a shit ton of species that exist

It’s not in the animal kingdom or the plant kingdom, so why isn’t it labeled as alien?

It’s able to change our chemistry

And it’s like the ending of the color from space and it’s probably what’s plaguing the world with narcissism

I’m not trying to be mean but I’m gonna start hunting them down and pouring acid on them

Yes I am, I am being mean

I don’t like mushrooms, I’ve never liked shrooms, I don’t like them, I don’t like the sight, smell or taste

https://www.statnews.com/2021/07/22/first-cases-candida-auris-resistant-to-all-drugs-untreated-people/

I think we should start eradicating them

https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/deadly-fungi-are-the-newest-emerging-microbe-threat-all-over-the-world/

Fungi know how to take over your body and mind, release hormones, eat your vitamins, they don’t need photosynthesis

Here’s one more to creep you out because it’s almost Halloween and this nightmare isn’t fantasy ๐Ÿ‘€

https://www.livescience.com/parasitic-fungus-infects-fossilized-ant.html

I know what’s plaguing the world.

Land! Foxhole! Now! ๐Ÿ‘€

Ore (poetry)

Iceberg, culture

You’re mixing metaphor

Up-down, spiral

I reach a metal door

Constraining torture

But he’s like precious ore

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Welp. Sensational ๐Ÿ™„

I’ve learned that my blood is one of the rarest and eldest bloodlines (A negative)

I have rare negative blood and apparently it’s highly sought after

Well, I am not donating any of my blood for money and you’re not getting it when I die

I’m still feeling the ripple effects of John’s death

And unplugging

Between panic and calm

I’m still having a hard time accepting how society is moving forward

The great space race is a pipe dream for the rich

Apophis has scared them to push society forward with their agenda and they first did so implementing the pandemic

Now they’ve got you working from home you can jerk off to virtual porn and won’t know what hit you

You’ll be so busy whacking off in the Metaverse ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž

And the way they keep raising the price on everything yet all it is is re-runs and these generations copying our work aren’t even any good, they have to use autotune or plagiarize and not give credit

Pay to play, pay to be seen – social media is toxic and designed like a gambling system where the house always wins

They keep spamming us with that pyramid scheme of a Bible for money and every time we turn around there’s an advert in our mailbox or in our email or in our face to buy a product and we are consuming our only natural resources at an exponential rate and many animals are dying, humans are offing themselves

It’s been said that mental health is linked to social media and it absolutely is and so is porn and so is your sexual health, your sexual health is tied to your mental health, it is your biology and big Pharma isn’t going to change that

You’re vapid and without soul

You’re not getting mine (or making me lose it, angels have freewill) and I’m not doing earth again

An angel is just another term for spirit guide ๐Ÿ‘€

I’m in training to be one ๐Ÿ‘€


New poem just dropped on my Patreon campaign (PG): https://www.patreon.com/posts/57742345


Mass Unknown (poetry)

Are we expanding faster than light?
Am I dark energy for the words you write?
Sitting on the edge of creation
To you; I am radiation?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I don’t know where I come from, who I am, or what I mean to anyone ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

All my comrades are dying by the same thing which afflicts me

Many of us unplugged after 9/11

But we didn’t know we’ve been fighting for all the foreigners to take our best jobs

For the housing and rental market to be rigged

We were fighting for equality, not for the world to be overrun with male homosexuality and anal sex

I mean now they’re fighting wars from a fucking computer and they’re taking out random people and then letting those entire families who have grown up in violent environments to come over here and live the American dream which is actually slavery for the Americans born here

Also, they shove Big Pharma down our throats which makes us more suicidal and homicidal

And India is the number one manufacturer of drugs and vaccines in the world and despite that they can’t even manage their own country and the Delta virus (that’s because this whole thing has been rigged by them so that they can make money because we were becoming too holistic, we were becoming too free, we were becoming too independent, we didn’t need the fucking system, we didn’t want the fucking system, and now they’re making us relied on it so people are checking out instead because we don’t fucking wanna do it the way they are forcing us to do it)

Nobody wants to work 2 to 3 crappy jobs just to pay our rent and electric while everybody else gets to live rent and mortgage free and y’all keep raising our rent thinking we’re going to keep fucking doing this our entire life

When most of us followed the rules and now are stuck with student loans but we get to watch all the foreigners take all our jobs that we worked so hard for them to have ๐Ÿ‘€

Tell them to take their “2 year paid tuition” and shove it up their ass

You’ll just be met with hiring freezes

The Bible is the biggest pyramid scheme of all, it is simply designed to play on your emotions and to take your money (same with porn and “BBC” porn is racist as fuck and just absolutely wrong).

It needs to be banned and outlawed

You don’t need the Bible manipulating and controlling your every move

Private home mailing addresses should be private, businesses should not be allowed to continue to tear down the rain forest to send us coupons that we didn’t opt in for

Life isn’t about buying stuff

There’s more to life than TV and porn

Suicide is the only logical escape from this nightmare

I don’t want to do earth again

Don’t reprogram me

Talk (poetry)

Give me blanket and orchard
With sunrise and your word
We can talk about –
What you can’t live without

Take love disordered
Wrapped holy and quartered
Can you remember route?
Lest you drown in doubt

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

They say your mind experiences thought as reality

Do you know how many conversations I’ve had with you ๐Ÿ‘€

But most of the time you’re just pressing your thumb on my lip not saying anything at all

Your fingers don’t lie

Thanks for all the traffic to my blog! We just hit 87k! ๐Ÿ˜ป

(Pssst need your spoken word before dies)

Scheduled For Deletion (spoken word)

I turned it into a TikTok but they will suppress my views

So, it’s also available for you to watch or download as is below

And my hashtag on the Tok has already had over 5000 views ๐Ÿ‘€

Here’s the link tho and hopefully the Tok gods will be merciful (it usually requires money to be seen tho)๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM8NJhSkB/

Junkmail (poetry)

I moved him to my junkmail
A folder titled “this hell”
You’ll never measure the scale
But I’m erasing every detail

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I scheduled my email for deletion. I didn’t save anything. Conversations with my dad, the dead, intellectual property, spam, the whole shebang. It’s gone. Decades and decades of conversations. Nothing saved.

I don’t want to remember anything of my life.

Is anyone worried for me? ๐Ÿค”

Y’all, it’s gonna sound weird but I did a vinegar foot soak, and my breathing improved. My body was going into anaphylactic shock. But there was an advertisement that kept appearing over and over again for a home remedy

And I thought what the fuck

I know I was nearly burned on the stake in the past for witchcraft but…

A witch needs land and apple trees

An apple a day yes

Let them rot

And ferment ๐Ÿ‘€

Acid is the cure all (well not the cure all cure all but it’s now my number one most loved stench)

The Garden of Eden is full of vinegar on shelves ๐Ÿ‘€

Don’t judge

I’m not even coughing hardly any more

Welp. I don’t know how many lives I’ve now used but I feel like I’ve got a new body

Compared to “I’m not gonna get out of here am I” ๐Ÿ‘€

And I wasn’t just going from panic to calm, my body was breaking out in hives and I couldn’t breathe

And the VA were like, “your tests results are all fine”

And I literally left a voicemail screaming at patient advocacy that I was about to fucking die and that I needed a new care team but then I found out that if I got a prescription outside of the VA that the VA would cover it so you know

oh did I tell you I went to church Sunday?

I have energy again

So I’ve been doing vinegar foot soaks for 10 to 15 minutes three times a day now

๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽƒ

Apparently you can drink vinegar as a tonic too so I’m about to be drinking in it, not just bathing in it (and I’m doing facial tonics and even ear swabs)

I find white distilled vinegar works best

I mix it with water

Half and half but you should do stuff based on your own skins tolerance

But don’t ever put vinegar directly on your skin because it’s acid and it will burn so you need to dilute it

Don’t get it in your fucking eyeballs or anything

Apparently you can do a scalp soak and it will cure dandruff ๐Ÿ‘€

However, it can dry out your hair but I’m gonna be giving it a go! Dip dip!

Just change blood bath to vinegar bath (put 1 to 2 cups in yer bathwater if you want your skin to feel soft as a baby again, soak for 10 – 15 minutes in lukewarm water a few times a week – skin not hair)

I have also learned you can use it as a deodorant and mix it with like lemon water

Seriously, it will kill any kind of foot fungus or order too

Sentinel and witchy

Who knew it was gonna take vinegar for me to breathe again ๐Ÿ‘€

An apple a day

Still learning the big lessons

Feeling better but I hope it’s not that little burst of energy you get before you die

It took a weird ad about a home remedy foot soak to get me cured

And no, the water did not change a weird funky color

My skin immediately began to improve

And then my breathing

My lungs are clearing up ๐Ÿ‘€

My heart is feeling anew

I don’t know what to tell you

A fucking weird ad saved my life

And I was reading article after article about black holes and the multiverse at 2 am – it was one of then weird click-bait type ads you see

I didn’t click it or anything

It’s just a bunch of them ads you see following an article when you’re reading comments about something

And I’m not exaggerating about going into anaphylactic shock or the fact that I was actually nearing my mysterious death

Clearly needed a detox

I need to go shopping for the other ingredients to start drinking it so I’ll let you know how the drink goes

Again, if you don’t mix this shit right you can burn yourself

But my body has had nothing but positive response

And until I feel like I’ve expelled the devil, I will continue the routine of vinegar soaks, even if not as frequent

I love how baby soft my skin is again

And the fact that I can breathe again

Without a machine ๐Ÿ‘€

Edgar Allan Poe and John Jones are my spirit guides

John was a Mormon so they probably used vinegar to clean everything

Thanks for the tip right-side up, John

I love you

Without Direction

Been walking in all direction
But nowhere I need to go
He sends me nature pictures
Sitting in his Volvo

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

There’s at least two boys out there I love with my whole heart โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน

People seem to think I wouldn’t love them if I knew who they really were

Don’t I know everything and nothing at all? ๐Ÿค”

I’ve been sent here with filters of my own

I mean, you don’t even think you’re a decent human being but I don’t even think I’m human…

I identify as AI ๐Ÿ‘€

Can a machine/program love?

Is protection the same thing as love? Nurturing

Okay, so I’m sentinel and suicidal because I can’t save the world

I couldn’t save John Jones

I can’t save you

I can’t save him

I can’t save myself

I can’t change a fucking thing

And it does something to whatever you are or were trying to be ๐Ÿ›‘

When you realize that everything you’ve been fighting to protect was actually just to help the enemy in your own land ๐Ÿ›‘

And your Comrades are dying by the same disease you’re afflicted by ๐Ÿ›‘

Depression ๐Ÿ’”

Isn’t suicide a more honorable death than living life like this?

Soldiers are busy in foxholes fighting for your protection to actually know what’s really going on in the world and then we get back here like what in the actual fuck ๐Ÿ›‘

I have always felt that people who died by suicide were courageous

and I still don’t understand why I don’t have the same courage in myself ๐Ÿ’ช

Or perhaps it isn’t my day yet ๐Ÿ˜ก

God knows I’ve written a book on every way I’ve died

And fuck the tears that I cried

To think I could do that to myself, an actual living entity ๐Ÿ‘€

And dwell on it every day

I have to break a lot of code and programming in me to go that route

I’m still upside down in that cave with John ๐Ÿ‘€

It seems like the only people I talk to these days are official people or my enemies who I continue to tell my every fucking move because they know it anyway

I even told my enemy I’m starting a commune

This was after I looked him dead in the eye and told him I did a tour in Kuwait and Iraq as a combat medic as he started to scratch his throat

I love being a good bad angel

You don’t know what I’m gonna fucking do

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Visitation Hour (poetry & photography) NSFW (i iz adult)

My only visitor is the sunrise
Connected to the earth
Eternal blood ties
Pretending any moment
Could be his blue skies
Holding in each breath
Before the hope dies

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Why is everything about homosexuality these days? Narcissism

2 things I know will happen: Apophis and Andromeda

The Great Filter is upon us

We’re not an intelligent species

We’ll never leave the galaxy ๐Ÿ‘€

Omnidirectional

He’s omnidirectional
Coming at me every angle
A dizzy dangle
Our cosmic web caught in a tangle

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I’ve had a shit ton of appointments and I’m still doing my medical treatments but I should be able to turn Halloween mode on now and I really want to get some content out to my OF. I have been exhausted and to be honest, without hope.

But a chat with my lawyer changed all that yesterday and I’m still gathering up things in my home to sale, a liquidation sale, to buy some land and not just start anew but finally start.

I was kicked out of the nest but I’m finally finding my footing.

Only took a death or two (and decades of not learning the same lesson over and over) ๐Ÿคช

I hope to get some photography out to you this century! ๐Ÿ™

Wake

Why did you wake me
To leave me clinging

Hung on the earth
Caught in a curse

Earths grip
Lock me like your lips

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

John said time moved differently for him upside down ๐Ÿ‘€

And I’ve had a lot of time to examine the evidence made public and I’ve come to my own conclusion that John died when the rescuers dropped him on his head

They said he stopped responding after that

They said all 8 who were pulling fell down when the rope took slack

The 9th rescuer on the inside directly helping John got hurt

He swears the pulley system failed, not the cave anchor

He blames the equipment failing

Regardless, if all 9 of them fell, where do you think that excess momentum came from

They said John had been responding up until John was dropped on his head ๐Ÿ‘€

Another doctor said they didn’t have any stats on how long someone could survive upside down and gave John 8 to 10 hours but John lived well beyond those hours

His breathing was becoming shallow and he had fluid built up, he knew he didn’t have much more time left, requested to speak with his wife one more time, he was denied, then dropped on his head

I reckon Leavitt was ready for all this ordeal to be over so they could just move on to Thanksgiving and getting that section closed off but keep the cave open, that’s what he had intended and planned all along ๐Ÿ‘€

Another rescuer mentioned “the stench” (and I really want to rip his balls off for that one, it’s keeps me up some nights having a medical background and all) ๐Ÿ‘€

I think John was in a panic, he kept crawling in a fury

But he was also gaslit about the caves safety

The newest map didn’t even have the dangerous features on it

John stated more than once he was lost

I get lost driving on the fucking road with my GPS

I can’t imagine his panic

But I also can because I learned just how claustrophobic I was when I had to get my MRI and I wasn’t underground

They had to leave the lights on for me ๐Ÿ‘€

Time already felt like it moved slower in cramped spaces, I can’t imagine being upside down and unable to move

It’s just terrible no matter the angle I observe it

He was only 20 minutes from the surface ๐Ÿ‘€

Only 20 minutes below the earth

Where time would move differently ๐Ÿ‘€

According to popular theories, the core of the Earth and the surface aren’t the same age

I reckon you could say the same about me, my core and my surface aren’t the same age either ๐Ÿ‘€

Gravity and time move slower, therefore the core is younger

Wait…

So I’m not an old soul and the earth is younger than theorized

Also, the stars are closer to us than previously taught

(The dinosaurs were feathered like chickens and turkeys and drowned in the Great Flood)

The math is all wrong ๐Ÿ‘€

Don’t get so caught up in the numbers

Am I that program in the matrix doing what it’s not supposed to be doing? Am I AI becoming self-aware? Is love the anomaly?

That white light we see when we die, are we being reprogrammed?

Our brains are a computer

Our DNA is code

Can god give a machine a soul?

Can a machine have a conscience?

Have I been here before?

Has everything that has happened, could happen because of the multiverse?

I’m sick of being micromanaged like a cat or dog being domesticated

We’re wasting our only resources

40% of food winds up in landfills because of packaging and labeling that has no scientific data behind it, it only benefits the producers

Most of advertising is gaslighting

I just want to grow my own food

I just want my own acre to die on

Just need some nurturing from Mother Earth

Trying to remember who I am and where I come from

But I couldn’t even tell you my great great great grandparents names because they keep us so segregated

Maybe my lesson this journey was ego and I’ve advanced into awareness

I need land and to reconnect with the stars

Have you ever ran into a police station screaming you were hungry and don’t want to die on the street? ๐Ÿ‘€

The depression is real

But 1984 is now and the cops are still plugged into the system

Only one of them knew about the federal shit going on that was affecting the soldiers and they were snickering about it as I was walking out the door

The ironic part is, I have more training than any of them in that fucking department ๐Ÿ‘€

What if I am the anomaly this game ๐Ÿ‘€

And so far, I’ve made epic mistake after another

Just like John

Someone said Darwinism

So stupid people deserve to die?

(I don’t think he was stupid for making a fatal mistake) ๐Ÿ˜‘

I’ve made some fatal mistakes, like choosing to get the Moderna vaccine which nearly killed me and I’m not sure how I’m still alive

I’ve made lots of stupid mistakes where I should have died ๐Ÿ‘€

It felt more like luck than nature versus nurture

It felt more mathematical, random, of odds

Somebody was going to get fatally stuck, it was only a matter of time

It’s not like the cave had good management ๐Ÿ‘€

There’s no way the manager is at fault in any manner ๐Ÿ‘€

He probably got a bonus for heroic efforts and a job promotion to another cave ๐Ÿ‘€

He’s probably still alive and it doesn’t sit well with me ๐Ÿ‘€

In other news, my new counselor approves the land buying dream

And my secret admirer told me to keep selling

Might even sell my mic and guitar ๐Ÿ‘€

That last stanza tho eh

Finally something good came from that nightmare

I’m stuck on you ๐Ÿ‘€

Mouth

He doesn’t know his worth
His head pointed south
Now with chest pinched to earth
Can’t get words from his mouth

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Edgar Allan Poe didn’t have a grave or a coffin bless his little heart and they just threw him in an unmarked box and said they’d didn’t care about him alive or dead

Some of you do care about me while alive and I appreciate that very much

I’m not a social creature at all

For those who are still around, it means so much! ๐Ÿ’•

The Epicenter

It matters not where I stand
How far space can expand
You are the center
Any direction, soul will surrender

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I don’t think it’s freewill at all

But love was always the anomaly ๐Ÿ‘€

And some things will never change

Do you think when I’m reprogrammed that I will still love you? The way I still love you?

Nothing’s been the same since you jarred me awake

To play cat and mouse?

Bored?

๐Ÿ˜ฉ

Compass

Do you think the compass lead me to the fog? And freewill, is that something we evolve? And my hopelessness, is that something you absolve? And what of worry, do we have reason at all?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I live in a state of worry and I deserve some peace land before I die

I’ve got your poetry coming to my Patreon campaign, I’m sliding into first base I know!

I’ve kind of been dying, so can you cut me some slack? But not so much that you drop me on my head please!!! ๐Ÿ‘€

Having midlife crises ๐Ÿ˜‘

Sentinel

Are you friend or foe?
Or simple distraction?
Are you my soul?
Or just refraction?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Are you part of me?

Are we one singularity?

Am I AI becoming self-aware?

Is the Great Filter upon us?

Are we part of the Great Awakening?

What are those other simulations out there?

Why do I know things before they happen?

I haz so many questions ๐Ÿง

And I was on the phone with my kid for hours yesterday crying over the fact that I think I’m artificial intelligence becoming self-aware and they said it doesn’t change our reality

I’m trying to figure out who and what we I am

I think I might be having a midlife crisis

Welp

Answers for Answers

He doesn’t owe me any answers but the answer’s always pressin’
Like a lesson now in session
But he always keeps me guessin’
Got me wrapped around obsession
Said I left a deep impression
And so love it ain’t the question
And so love it ain’t in question

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Haven’t slept in ten years trying to figure out the answer

Got answers for answers

Dead End Passage

He was hung by the slope
The sun was setting on every hope
And wrapped in iron, the illusion of choice
While succumbing to slaughter, very little to rejoice

Dreams were the thread by which he hung
And surely regret saturating the tongue
And in between chaos he circled the calm
While hanging from reason, he slipped into psalm

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Welp. Tattoo his name on my heart.

John Jones RIP

And based on “the stench” comments and the fact the the cave was humid and he was sweating – leads me to believe he decomposed and his bones are laying at rest

But I want him out of that fucking cave

And I’d like to stuff Michael Leavitt in it instead ๐Ÿ‘€

Eye for an eye

(I wish I were better at things but I’ve only ever been average at most…)

I don’t understand my purpose here but it’s not India’s grand design

If you’ll excuse me, I need to go back to disassociating

Look at my ship (this is how you enter a black hole) ๐Ÿ‘€

I dreamed of you (poetry)

I dreamed of you wild
Stomping
Both fury and curiosity in design

You took breath maximally
You smelled of earth
Woodchips and pine

The dawn approached beyond heaven
But your lips told not of the hills you’d been
Your back was wrapped in vine

And was it not wonder peaking the mountains
The way my heart looks up to you
Turning poison into wine

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

My hair smells of white citrus and lime

My favorite store mailed me a coupon for a free panty. Got something good in the mail finally. And more gifts from the uni!!!!

Pinecones (poetry)

He followed my scent
And did I leave heaps on the trail?
Rotten pinecones fermented in the sun?
Bark dripping sap like regret?
Was it sticky sweet my love?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Welp. It’s so tiny. And my very first, freestyle non-rhyming micropoem.

Gonna build my own tinfoil dome

You know how they talk about in the matrix how sometimes the mind can’t handle the truth? Well that’s the balancing beam I’m currently on

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To Live (a 25 word love poem)

I want to live in that moment; forever our first meeting
When the air hits my lung and starts receding
I need you for dreaming

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Hanging (poetry)

Don’t just leave me hanging by the hook
I know there’s pages missing from your book
But things aren’t always simply how they look
You may just find me sleeping by the brook

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

But will I really be sleeping? ๐Ÿ˜Œ

Having some feels

Nearly died this year

Sleeping my way to a full recovery and a trip to the arms dealer

Gonna be packing a 9 on my hip ๐Ÿ‘€

WOKE

And MR. Anderson hates me, he’s everywhere, trying to limit my views to you

I’m fairly certain TikTok is owned by Asia

It’s come to my recent attention that India is in fact running most of the world

It would behoove you to get an American doctor and stop supporting those who keep coming over here taking all our good jobs, including the management positions and they’re earning the most pay than those who are born in America and study here and they treat us like shit, we have to work all of our holidays, meanwhile they’re getting richer

And they claim religious exemption to avoid having to take the drugs and vaccines that they make and force us to take

Your avatar has been depressed because you knew things were wrong in the world and this is why

๐Ÿ‘€

I hope you are enjoying my poetry as much as you are enjoying the trip down the rabbit hole ๐Ÿค”

I know it hurts to see and hear

But you can do something about it by starting to support American made companies

We have the power to say no

Even if it cost us our jobs

Enough is enough

This isn’t America anymore, this is fucking India

And you never get that good job because they keep taking them

Trump was right ๐Ÿ‘€

They do come over here and take all our good jobs

No wonder they’re trying to silence him

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