I got a new lace veil today at Spirit Halloween but would you know they were out of their infamous bleeding candles here and at every store nearby! Sold out! So wasn’t able to score another pair, nor will they have any at the huge after Halloween blowout sales lol
New lace comb veil (because she kept poison in the comb and this is a black comb lace veil) MINE
I got a military discount today and will likely sneak back and see what the vultures left behind for the huge blowout sale
Box of tricks from Spirit Halloween 😈
But I still have one candle unburned and one that I just lit for a set that is still more than half (and now they feel even more special for the set I’ll use them since I wasn’t able to score any replacements this season. Boo)
Sometimes I score tee-shirts (plain but black or green or some other color but 100% cotton or near)
New lunchbox from Spirit Halloween
I really wanna save my dough for Dolls Kill and Shein – see what I can grab there this time – got my trick or treat shopping in early tho at Spirit – and with that military discount – but dammnit if they didn’t have the ONE THING I WANTED and really no point in going back but I know I will 👻
I do like grabbing the journals and the home stuff at discounted prices and I did score a really cool lunchbox that includes a poem 🎃
I can use it when I take my walks to the beach and park or travel wherever OR as a keepsake box or to store my gun in 🙃
It’s practical and my first real lunchbox since a kid that doesn’t look like I’m going to work or a hike. But remember when lunchboxes would have really cool things inside them (kind of like vinyl records).
😈
Oh and I got a new skull for the bookshelf 💀
And my military discount paid for those decals but I don’t know if I can use them in any of the photo sets on onlyfans because we’re not allowed to use blood, or say the word blood, or bleeding, so I don’t know if I can have bloody handprints even though they’re decals 💀
I can use them to decorate my Jeep tho or a wall or put it on forever furniture – I DON’T KNOW
I HORDE THINGS LIKE A SQUIRREL
I WAS INVITED TO A HALLOWEEN EVENT THAT INCLUDES PRIZES AND A SMALL MEAL
I RSVPD
I HOPE I GO 🎃
(Please go)
(I’ll let you know if I go)
(Free food even if I win nothing I won a free meal and I wanna get invited to the bigger Jeep events on beachside on Main Street when ONLY JEEPS ARE ALLOWED TO DRIVE ON IT
I’m trying to be a positive part of my community
My little Jeep is old and it could win a free part but I’m not decorating it but if I go – I could go in a costume, maybe I might win something for it or myself, but still free small meal) (networking)
(It requires communication and I’m an introvert so I probably won’t go)
Or go but not leave my ride 👻
Also more writing and stuff to come
My poetry is so fresh it normally comes with mistakes (no editor). ☠️
Yo. I mean, I have more content coming. But I make everything hot. 🤪
I don’t use a poem generator.
I don’t have a husband who could be my poem generator (like David Gilmour and his wife write lyrics together, I don’t have that)
I’m folding Guess heart is delicate Space dimension Satan is malevolent Wrapped up in King Wildcard is element I am Queen And God can handle it Angel on my wing
Me and the neighbors decided to get along But we don’t know for how long With gifts received And gifts have gone
I want to destroy the very bridge you build to cross my land Fences and shrapnel Won’t keep you out at all Won’t fall to command Don’t care where I stand Don’t care if you’re banned
He’s the weight of the universe On my mind A string to wind A snake twirling on the vine A crack in time
Nine meals from anarchy 9 miles to the sea Cross of calvary Hold line faithfully
Loose nails Mixed messages Maps without haphazardness Excuse my negligence Trapped up to my neck Hell is a wreck
She always carried poison in one of her hair combs Got suicide in her bones Same chromosomes Suffer from the same syndromes Know I ain’t John Jones
We’re trapped at the event horizon 11 dimensions and rising A hologram reflection of me crying Every moment we’re climbing A carbon copy barely surviving
He said I’m a sexy witch My spell has a perfect pitch But he is living under bridge And I love him just a smidge
He tells me things I don’t want to know HE TELLS ME EVERYTHING THOUGH Expression cold And I’m left to fold
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
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
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!!!
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
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
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
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
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
When there is nowhere left to go, go further in. Still that wasn’t the case for John Jones…
His map purposely left out dangerous details where others had been stuck before – and took several hours of rescue
Management said “if they were smart enough they’d know not to crawl where it was dusty” instead of putting up no crossing lines & updating the map to remove the danger zones where six months prior a rescue took place (management took it off the map completely and updated the map to remove those areas – SMART)
John Jones: I’m lost – I’m not where I thought I was
SAME BRO
I LOVE YOU
THE MAP – THE MANAGEMENT – IT NEARLY BROKE ME
DON’T BE SURPRISED IF THE STREET I WIND UP ON IS YOURS
FOUND IN A FOXHOLE NEAR YOUR FEET
God owed you a favor huh
And you used your magic powers on me
Your holistic heart approach from the heavens
Or purgatory cuz I live between realms now
The devil tried to murder me but that motherfucker didn’t succeed
He imprinted on me and now I know where he hides
You may have me in the holding cell cuz you played out all your moves and you know how this ends
I walked into this trap “free will” and you think karma won’t find you
Well hello
I’m in your lap
I’m keeping my soul
Down into the Great void you go
Ever drifting into endless purgatory
When did you lose your soul?
Do you know the moment it cost you?
I’m gonna meet you at every crossroad and burn the bridge
The Great Doom
I’m coming for you…
Her name is Apophis
You can’t leave earth or visit the moon
But please PROVE ME WRONG
The moon landings were rehearsed
With a sci-fi director
LOL
I never voted for any of this shit
I hated it here before I was born
I was trying to commit suicide on the playground at age 5
LOL
I’m gonna add some rope to the wishlist…
You can’t get a thick booty being a vegan/vegetarian or eating cheese & the Bible you worship says eating chicken is okay & you spend money on whores who have a thick booty so which is it? You need to evolve to be around other creatures with different bodily needs. How can you fuck children but then say it’s unethical to eat from my kitchen? You’re the definition of hypocrite and I fucking love it. Are you completely incapable of seeing yourself in the mirror, is that why you stare so long? Asking for a friend….
I transcribed your dream The message read: BE STILL But there could be a landslide On this hill Careful where you’re putting Down your gear And maybe ground your fear Just be still You need courage The end is near
I love you.
I’m living in a parallel universe Four simultaneously The search for purpose Only finding curses Weathering leather And bloodied verses Unholy wishing Gaslighting nurses Controlling lightning I come through circuit Rarely truly surface Far reaching Angelic Though sun a furnace The Devil’s hand is sternness I’m too damn earnest
Homeostasis The racist call me racist His poetry as an oasis I’m running out of patience
Invite only I’m growing lonely
They’re planning an invasion The Asians
It’s like he’s pushing me to the edge So he can follow suit And if I leap from the ledge It’s something he’ll pursue
Dating is like trying to find the least damaged item at the thrift store
“Problem loading content” Not sure where hope went He’s rarely present These halls are haunted
My hair is 1000% homegrown from my skull yah know… (I’d let you be the keeper of my bones)
I need less resistance But I keep pushing the distance Confusing the algorithm Changing logistics
And he’s persistent Budding appearance Creating division Swollen and twisted
How to not fall into a pit – I haven’t learned it
There’s a spider living near me He keeps building webs And though I’m surely cleaning He knows my habits well (true story)
Every mirror is haunted with my reflection
I’m suffocating Crawling through your mines 120 meters inside 30 feet below a deadline
How to create healthy boundaries instead of building walls? How to find stillness instead of crawling down the halls?
He’s sabotage Removes my camouflage
One second applause Then next dislodge
Knows just what I want His hand will taunt
I got your message Unintentionally I felt your presence Was it meant for me?
Earth will become hell I’m holding the seventh seal All of heaven will fall silent I’m not here to heal
My closet is full of dead dreams The drawers filled with hurting The handles broke and dirty I’m over 40….
I was born with an extra vertebrae I got the death jab They altered my DNA Feel I can close hell’s gateway The more they order The less I obey People dropping dead Next month is my birthday Some call me evil God I won’t betray
He’s running circles Watching me evolve Climbing crimson skies He knows how hard I fall
Fall down seven times Get up eight I’m morally bankrupt With a penny on my plate
It’s like I’m crawling into a sinking ship, and he’s dying to come with…? 👀
Sometimes he leaves me breadcrumbs of where he’s been Maybe kisses of magic Maybe stitching in havoc I’m here idling
I’m looking at star trails And I’m burning all my matches Leaving webs for what he catches Or a map leading to more spells?
John is down here with me I talk to him like he’s living
These guys out there buying fake diamonds And truth is like silence
Have you found the secret book? It’s a world of deceit Well I’ve ripped your pages Feel incomplete for what I took
13 months of 28 days
With an added day of resurrection
13 constellations
Hesitating every direction
365 days of lost conception
SEPT equals seven OCT falls on eight Allow me to elaborate
NOV enduring nine DEC is ten JAN means eleven Your eyes look just like heaven FEB is twelve I know you’d love me if you didn’t serve yourself MAR ends with thirteen April is for birthing! (the starting one) Now count them up April is the first month We’re living a different time
APRIL IS THE FIRST MONTH, THE CALENDAR IS 13 – feel free to check the star charts – the sky – whatever you want – 13 constellations – tell the Devil he’s losing time – he’s not getting mine 😈
The truth don’t lie – Neo open your eyes
SEPT MEANS SEVEN NOT MOTHERFUCKING NINE 👍👍
13 x 28 = 365 (you’re welcome) (don’t forget the plus one to grow on – resurrection)
LEVEL UP ASCENSION GOD MODE ON (humbly and universally) (you die in the Matrix, you die for real for real) (have fun)
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.
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 asleepto 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’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
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.
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
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
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
Lord almighty someone sent me a donation and I just spent it all on food! 🤩
I’m talking fresh organic meats and produce! Scheduled to be delivered today! And I don’t even have to worry about anybody stealing it because I have to sign for it! Now the delivery charge was more than what I was making when I was working as a Lyft and Uber driver but…
My wheels are down – but apparently the Walmart marketplace now delivers! And – because I received such a nice donation, was able to purchase my food for the month!
I’m not ashamed to say that I have been living month to month off of food donations from the church pantry and the Salvation Army, which I can no longer get to because my wheels are currently down, so this donation just allowed me to be able to buy some food and have it delivered!!
I bought the part I needed for my ride! I’m only 19 no’s away from finding someone to help me fix it finding the courage to fix it myself.
The good news is, I did fix my bike!
But, we almost got killed riding yesterday. A car nearly wiped us out. Despite me waiting for the traffic signal to signal and flash WALKING.
Surprisingly, she turned around and came back
“Are you alright”
“Yes but that was scary. Thank you for coming back and checking on us”
“That was close” she said
She was a young driver and probably will be much more careful coming through traffic signals from now on because she nearly took out a girl and a dog on a bike
I told my dog that she was not a demon because she came back to check on us and I know that was hard for her to do
I guess we had a guardian angel looking after us because she was flying
It didn’t matter that I had the right away and I even waited a second to make sure there wasn’t any traffic but
Food is incoming
Chicken. Turkey. Beef. Milk. Bread. Eggs. Cheese. All the things! 🤩
The things I never get from food donations (rare).
I don’t know what you wanted me to spend my money on but food is absolutely a priority and a necessity in my life and not junk food.
My dog is also happy and behaving extremely well for bike rides and soon-to-be good homecooked eating
I’ve been deep cleaning my apartment because my name is on the lease and I’m not going anywhere because God wants me in the Lions den
I discovered that there are a lot of churches in the nearby vicinity that maybe I could start riding my bike to
After all, this broken heart of mine has already walked 5 miles in the last couple weeks
We live in hell and I don’t trust any of these assholes because they would jump you
Two people just got arrested out here where I live and one of the guys was out here yelling that the other guy was a pedophile
I think it was two children though that got arrested because they were trying to defend themselves you know because they were being threatened to have their fucking lives demolished by the psychotic adults
“I got it on film” he yelled
And the weekend is just getting started so who knows who else might get arrested
I’ve opened up all my windows for maximum effect
“Do not fear”
M’kay but like… Why did you make every aspect of life threatening?
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! 🤪
The earth is the ether Everything we’ve done laid beneath her
Observation changes outcome But never what I’ve done I’ll never get to hold your son We’ll never get to live as one…
Find someone who wants to love you and let them love you good Don’t do stuff to hurt them and treat them like you should
I can see your shadow Reflecting off the ground I can see your body Though nobody is around
Not all heroes wear a cape Some smiling faces full of ache A soldier’s weapon ain’t his blade Might find him praying in the shade One might grow up but still not age
Discoloration in the grass I know he bled her last
The poet’s hope is a shield of nope
I sleep with knife under pillow One eye on the blade Certifications are dusty I still made the grade!
I knew I would die before I was born I entered life with so much scorn
I obviously wasn’t happy about coming here (why) (what did I know) (remember who you are)
Even mountains crumble God can make a rumble
I sleep with a Glock I keep the safety off
He came down from Orlando Took the bus though Sat by the window?
Not home no more From life to morgue
How do you know me? Been only suffering…
There’s static energy in the air I can still feel it there I can feel it everywhere
English is the language of the Illuminati. Numbers and spells, but their words never haunt me!
If it moves like a snake, it might be sly If it’s blue as a lake, it could be sky…
For me, death was failure and not an option Life not an auction
Still heart was throbbing Lung decomposing
But soul was hoping That he still loved me Forever eternity
We are born without clothing So why call me unholy
How long does it take for a soul to decompose? Could you let my twin flame know?
I want to break out of the zero energy field All the sin you yield
The end is a human construct, time doesn’t exist. Remember this.
A soldier is best dressed with guns and knives; I don’t tell no lies
He came by bus, left by feet Thought he was discreet
They added a third charge. Illegal immigration. And what, now he gets a free home in the US forever paid for by us? No. Off with his head.
They said he sliced their necks open so far he almost decapitated both of them
And now he gets free dental, sunshine, and housing
While the vets are homeless and starving
Like Edgar Allan Poe, who was an officer who died on the fucking street of starvation and hunger
You should’ve seen me storming into the Daytona Beach police station demanding to speak to somebody “with some compassion” because I didn’t want to die on the street like him but they claim it’s just a “federal matter” and “nothing they can do”
Policy China’s social credit system / Hitler’s regime is still in charge
Oops! How did I go from poetry to politics.
I’m a Soldier 24/7 even out of uniform
I see Chess pieces moved that you haven’t considered
Maybe sometimes
But also the math is wrong 🤨
Have you considered a different formula or equation?
One that wasn’t written to fit the illuminati’s reality?
He shoots for moon where feet don’t leave ground He’s overturning forest where we won’t hear sound Maybe he’s holy but evidence can never be found
Well it’s not just police who are corrupt They say La Palma will erupt I’ve been running round in circles but I haven’t any luck
When will you return to sky? When cold winter night leaves a frosty veil beneath earth’s eye? Do angels sigh? When hope is quaking, do you reply? Is this goodbye?
I dug up your sorry’s from the bottom of a well. I hung them to dry in sunlight. During high noon when crust is tight.
How can it be called failure if you weren’t delivered all the facts? How can you say you love me, when you seem to have two backs? How can hope carry forward when courage is what the whole world lacks?
The sky is filled with pattern Little beating hearts Everything we imagine Brushstrokes of color Icy comets breaking free from Saturn Looking back a lantern Couldn’t stop expansion If there’s hope we’ll never mention Lying with intention Buried neath the earth Tension tight like a cavern
Lay down your metric The sun is electric No need for trick Trust truth is thick
It’s all for science It’s called compliance
He thinks I’m safe Prying eyes that never see These white walls never protected me
Arguing with shadow-self Or maybe forget him On my dusty shelf I’m beside myself Taking the high step The long road Uneasy depth Don’t have care left Am I right Or is this hell?
He’s terrible By the book Unrepairable
A courtesy disconnect This life not best
I live in a world of illusions We live in a sickness system Trust betrayal
I don’t feel safe from corporations Wrongful allegations Erasing obligations
You don’t know what it’s like to be Allan Running ’round always yellin’ Dying on the street and all from famine Being number one but just in heaven
What has happened to his words? Did I deliver, kiss or curse?
Sorry. The content cannot be loaded You have been ghosted Your soul eroded Now dark unfolded
I was without form The great potential But nothing more
I have a hundred personalities, I’ve lived a million lives You are attacking me with words that feel like knives
We were taught to be first, therefore someone has to lose? So, if you have won, I must have the blues?
They retract, in perfect circles, to divide one by one They retract, but I won’t have the strength to ever pull them back They multiply and then they attack I flee, but I am off track
One day, the cliffs are going to slide But I won’t be by your side One day you gotta face the tide But it won’t be while I’m alive
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A very sickly me without fancy lighting, makeup, or filters. 😷
We both hate life so much but are stubborn, so want to see it through to the end (or at least not live life without the other)
Scary tide
But we have to stay quarantined from each other because he’s pure blood and I’m now the vaxxxxed and half-zombie 😩
But my blood is one of the rarest and eldest (only 6-11% of the population have my blood type) and I already am part werewolf and part vampire (so hello from your favorite living-dead-girl) 🧟♀️
I know thangs and sometimes my spirit guides are the dead 👀
I’m complicated and absolutely different from you
But I won’t live life without him
I will fucking drown myself in the ocean and it won’t be hard to do right now 👀
One slip and I’m gone
I’m literally burying my feet in the sand as the tide is rushing away with so much force and I’m afraid of what’s under the sand but the crazy thing is, there hasn’t been any wildlife at all and that doesn’t help my fear factor any 👀
It’s usually common for a school of fish to swim past you or you know things to bump into you
But the vibe is all off
There’s negative energy when I visit the beach now
The clouds even spell doom
No lifeguard on duty and red warning flags flying high (that already put the fear into me)
What are the odds your dreams become real, he pondered The way you take cold dark and turn it into candy cane The sky alit like holy Christmas You are New York City Got the sparkle in your eye
I was so worried about posting it because my eyebrows look so messy and bushy 😌
But it was all about timing, being able to get the lines out where you could actually hear me because the ocean was really loud and I don’t have my little clip on microphone yet and I didn’t want it to sound wind muffy
The tide was super strong pulling away 💪
It pulls out with so much gravity just like you
I have to be careful not to lose my footing
It took all the courage I had just to get off the ramp and get into the ocean knowing that there’s a whole lot more ocean than normal
People are out there swimming and I’m terrified knee deep 👀
I mean, it pulls back with so much force
A tide within a tide
Of course, a black hole would have a similar path
Like Jupiter and its great red spot, a storm within a storm
I don’t know how people are swimming in it, I’m terrified
The ocean swelled up just like my heart
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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 👀
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
…to 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 👀
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? 🤔
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 sun…
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. 🥰
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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 🤪
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 👀
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 👀
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) 👀
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 👎👎
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) 👀
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 👎👎
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
PoeEternal 