Revelation 5:11 (poetry)

10,000 times 10,000
Plus many thousands

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

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

102 million angels in existence
We often change appearance

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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

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

And God’s warriors

Cuz not all are bad

Jesus would share a meal with me and a fucking bed ๐Ÿ‘€

God don’t even need an invitation ๐Ÿ‘€

They can come on in ๐Ÿ‘€

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

Anyhoo it’s 2:23 AM

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

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

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

Not making up my fucking disabilities

People are dropping dead with Myocarditis

I gots it

God has been saving my life

It’s been a long recovery

I was in tremendous pain and in very dark times

The devil was the only visitor

I cried so much

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

The Government began censoring me from speaking out

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

I’m ready to sell my phone and TV

But God says I’m a messenger

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

And healing my heart

Miracles do happen cuz something big saved my life

People are dropping dead like flies

I’m sleeping in the lion’s den

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

I do fear everything tho ๐Ÿ‘€

“Are you still homicidal” they asked

I laughed and swallowed and “what”

“Oh no”

(I do tell lies) ๐Ÿšฉ


I hope he knows (poetry)

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

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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

I’m in hell ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

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

Personal Hell (poetry & prose)

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


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


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


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


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


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


How do you go from creator to singularity
So sparingly?


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


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


His smile is an ice-shelf breaking free


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


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


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

From today

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

People are dropping dead by what I have.

10,000 steps and gone.

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

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

And I’m currently in my own personal hell.

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

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

Or want to be.

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

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

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

No other.

He must hide my body from the establishment. Give me back to earth. ๐Ÿ‘€

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

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

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

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

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

Child fucker

Hypocrite


Garden of the Gods (mini-poems)

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

His heart is hard
A place to guard


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


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


How do you have so much resolve to be so hateful


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


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


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


Dying is a ceremony


Beware false prophet
Poison product


He’s nihilism
Keeps soul in prison
Never first position


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


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


Watch your step
One regret can lead to death


JOHN JONES WAS MURDERED


The breakdown is the breakthrough


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


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


Society is an echo chamber


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


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


Father, please do not let me deny him three times


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


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


The slow delay in becoming


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

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

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

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

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

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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

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

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

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

I wanna be outdoors.

Not inside concrete walls.

Crawling back to life. โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน

photo from Tuesday

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The Wall (songwriting)

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Dropping content on my TikTok again! Maybe not what you want but tough-tiddy!

It feels good to be climbing out of the bed after one year down – to start fitness walking and biking again.

And I’ve been getting in over 2 mile walks – which is standard Army PT.

Google maps show a 1 mile walk at 45 minutes and I’m coming in at nearly 2.5 miles in about an hour. In the Florida heat. And sometimes stopping in what shade you find. ๐Ÿคช

I need a mileage tracker for the bike, and a better way to film than shoving the handsfree down my bosom. ๐Ÿ˜Ž

But that keeps both hands on the wheel. ๐Ÿ‘

It’s extremely dangerous riding out here. I’ve been nearly wiped out twice in just a week. I’m not exaggerating.

I know you wanna see the city stuff, that’s a bit further out, and even more dangerous.

I’m just now crawling outta my bed.

My doctor still has me on light duty-walking only.

I’m still detoxing 3 times a day, now with the maximum dose allowed. I’m using Black Walnut Wormwood & Apple Cider Vinegar. I’m on a strict diet routine change. I cold cut quit (nearly) the sugar and junk food.

I’m exhausted and climbing Mount Everest every day. I cannot heel.

Appreciate all the good support on my blog and channels! Thank you kindly!

Photo by @poeeternal

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Interplanetary (poetry)

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


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


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


I’m surrounded by crosses
Tears flowing downstream

Like paying off a midnight deposit
Recurring nightmare the only theme

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

If only hope came in boxes
A funeral for your dream


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


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


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

All content by @poeeternal

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

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

I like when he appears ๐Ÿ‘€


Time Changes Shape (freestyle poetry)

Time changes shape when I am near him
The sky absolute and whole
Bathing in his blue lagoon

He’s a telescope looking on me
Separating me into spectral components

Heaven answered when he prayed
The way the sun rises with pink not grey

He is casting starlight in his pocket
His steps are oblong –
Leaving trails of sucked honeydew

He gives wind the courage to blow
And does it not lift up where you falter?
You are a kite in the wind

I am chasing after you
Time is layered on my skin
You’re in every line

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Poem & photo from today


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Lines & rants (self-explanatory)

He’s never tried fresh biscuit
I guess he’s into brisket
But I’m implicit
And it makes him livid


He hates republicans
I hate democrats
Or maybe he’s doubling
And I don’t give a crap


“Don’t get stuck in descension”

Isolated just like detention

I heard her mention

Don’t need open convention

Don’t need your supervision

Don’t need your permission

I kill with intention

Lost strength to chase dimension

God needs your attention

You’re not my children


Man desire children more than me
I hate men for all eternity

Don’t call me Eve


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m trying to be more open, loving, and with compassion.

Also me: I wanna skin a skull and send a criminal demon to hell legally and be the great warrior I know me to be

Not dying in the street ๐Ÿ‘€

But is it rational to fear a sinkhole opening up under your bath?

These things happen to people in Florida

They just get gobbled up and the land gets condemned

“Don’t go there”

By the time I call the law it’ll go like this, “I’m sorry officer, I started my period and he was breathing”

LOL

I hope my blog is better than reruns

The Internet is dead and full of propaganda and porn

Everything is about anal fucking or being gay

Everything

DONE

P.S. One of the first things my grandmother taught me how to do – was how to make a biscuit

It’s important stuff


Rising Rent (freestyle poetry)

His poetry is alcoves and passages
Backroads and damages
Wet clay
Lost messages
Disdain
Bad management
A red flag
Labeled “accident”
Atomic bomb
He’s inadequate
And the reason
For our rising rent

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Easy rhyme huh. I blame you for everything too.

I think I want another white coffee

And sleeps

It’s so nurturing

Stuff like socks and coffee

Hot baths

Sylvia Plath was right

If only she’d believed it…

But reality took down Chris Cornell and many others

I’m just barely hanging on myself

I want to be a better human person thang

Happy Friday

Does anyone wanna come help install a car part?

Please say no so that I’m closer to finding the courage to play mechanic and do it myself

I’m going back on the bedrest…

More poetry coming as long as I am breathing


Your coordinates (poetry)

I’m Misses Stupid
Confess my love direct to Cupid

Turn down the music
Or block me just like you did

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


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

Like the center of the void
You crossed meekness

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

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


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

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


How much more cleaning until the Devil’s gone?

The backlog (mini poems)

It hurts
Coming into
And out of
Existence

Survival of the fittest

Loving and hating
In an instance

Constraints
And passive resistance

I knew you’d listen
Sit and solemnly glisten
You ain’t a Christian

The Devil
He’s always got an ear
Curious what I’m doing here

Losing
But so persistent

I ain’t his assistant

Says dying’s a privilege
Though takes a village


I found it torturous
Living inside somebody else
Developing unwell
Hell was not a hotel


Well it sucks where he’s hung
Well it sucks where he’s home
Well it sucks and it’s wrong
13 years since he’s gone


I am microbes
Thinning lines
And cyclones
A child –
Of God though
I am poetry
I am his flow


He’s thorns
Pinched against blackness
His tongue adorns
The mood with madness
He comes with horns
It takes some practice
To leave without his scorns


Are you a poem?
A book open?
Or an arpeggio?
A pyroclastic flow?


His ship
Is parked near mine
Ill fated trip
We’ve lost our mind

With pistol grip
Attached through rhyme
No time to slip
Need to align


The first and the last
He doesn’t know loyalty
Heart in a cast
Heavens tears have no buoyancy


They were overheard
Discussing the context
Of my blade
The shape
By whom it’s made
Hanging from my back
But quick to display


I fucking hate this goddamn town / so I’m gonna stick around


I met the Devil once
During somnolence
No proof
In the form of documents

I know how important that must have meant…


Is the moon a projector
Projecting your love


Do you wanna move to Puerto Rico?
Price is right for the ego


His poetry is local to the firmament; just like the sunrise or the sunset…


Apple
Eden
Or fruit to ward off evil?


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Lord almighty someone sent me a donation and I just spent it all on food! ๐Ÿคฉ

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! ๐Ÿคฉ

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?


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Like (a chorus)

Like crystals and curses
Like puzzles and verses

Like drifting to the surface
Like living without purpose

Like leaning into forces
Like loving rigor mortis

Like gleaming from divorces
Like leaving in black hearses

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

*strums guitar terribly*

Gwen Stefani says like every other word. And I know how much it annoys you (the werd)

So I wrote a poem full of likes.

I fucking specialize in annoying everyone

The good news: I bought the part I need for my ride (potentially)

The bad news: I called five different cabs and no one answered

MOOD

Mouth (poetry)

He thinks if he opens his mouth
Pandora will be exposed
Or maybe he is trotting south
Where the devil steals your soul

He often comes with drought
Sitting like he is composed
But if you wait it out
You will watch his head explode

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I get so tired and start falling into a deep sleep wherein I’m jousted awake with the reality that my blood sister died

She was 2 years older than me

My sister died of COVID January 21st

And it’s a hard one to swallow

The things that wake you up in the middle of the night when you’re trying to sleep

The things

No one ever taught me to have compassion and it’s not something I was born with

When I was 15 my horoscope said that Leo’s are known to have feet and heart problems

Why does everything feel like a simulation

The establishment hope that we are the first intelligent life because they want to control all life in the universe like they are gods

Everything God created or that is natural, they’ve made artificial

Fallen Angel technology

Why does 11:11 always follow me

What did I do to deserve this hell

Why have I always been woke but stupid

Why did I get in trouble in kindergarten on the playground for trying to off myself because I wrapped a piece of string around my neck

Why am I so bothered by schools of fish that are people doing trends and acting like robots

Why do I know things before they happen

Why can’t I lie to you

Why why why why why

Do I always make the wrong choices

I get so emotional when I make a mistake

Especially when I’ve attempted to not fuck up

My sister didn’t get vaccinated and she died of COVID, I got vaccinated and got heart inflammation and am still dying and my half-sister has been triple vaccinated and double boosted and has had COVID several times but “is fine”

It’s a bio weapon

Why does nobody in my family listen to me

Why was I born without an identity

I had a period of awareness inside my mother’s womb and was depressed before escaping out into this hell hole

I don’t want to die this young and I’m really scared

God wants me sleeping in the lion’s den

I have complied

It was not worth my life

But alas, my indecision is final

I will sink with the ship

Stubborn Soldier

Temper like solar

I’ve got a cold shoulder

Death will never bring you closure


Utah Dwelling (easy rhyme)

If I could get to Utah
See the things that he saw
Needle of earth’s eye
Where he didn’t have to die

If I could get to Utah
Take away the withdraw
Hope might quantify
Take head of Gemini

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

RIP John Jones

I think the only justice is to have the establishments heads on a platter, otherwise I could’ve gone my entire life, without having learned of that tragedy

Ugg

Crucified upside down and all he got was a plaque

His bones aren’t at rest

He didn’t want to be left in there!๏ฟผ

But you can dismantle a bridge so you can watch prime TV!

Excuse me, I need to go back to disassociating

This will include going through my recent camera roll and uploading footage on my TikTok that might be worth looking at

From one Asian app to another

And I have to limit my use there because it makes me sick

The advertising is making me sick

The constant product placement

The gaslighting on the labels

The Blair witch shakiness

I spend most of my time writing โœ๏ธ

Photo captured this AM

So, I’m sleeping in the lion’s den, with no fear, per the Lord’s instruction

But you know what happened to the couple riding their bikes down the street without any fear who had just bought their dream home six months prior, right?

Slavery started in Africa and they the soul-sucking demon narcissist want us living in fear.


Where are you from? (freestyle poetry + chitchat)

Are you a multidimensional being?
Visiting or sightseeing?
Stuck in doubt or now believing?
Have you seen the devil fleeing?
Are you armed or hands are easing?
Do I bring you meaning?

Do you come from a third dimension?
Are there worlds you’ve never mentioned?
A falling angel in ascension?
Purgatory or suspension?
Am I ever what you’re wishing?
Do you love me as much then?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

My heart is expanding and I don’t know if it’s the coffee or you. Are you responsible for a view or two? This place is put together with glue or dรฉjร  vu.

I think I’m organic AI becoming self-aware. Welp.

The establishment have my DNA.

They are obsessed with digging up the dead and cloning themselves.

But they’re trying to rebuild the entire world under their rule with DNA that has been modified and through the DNA ark in Antarctica.

Lots of parents pulling their children from public schools. This is not the country I fought for.

My blog is the only place I have free speech still.

I need out of this concrete city. ๏ฟผ

I don’t know where I’m going but I know it’s not here.

I don’t have the, how, when, where, why

To be honest, the devil’s been crucifying me, I’ve been going through a living crucifixion

And an exorcism

I found something better than holy water but I still need to get my hands on some of that as well

Hey man, you still coming around these parts?

Constantly having to change your charts?

These maps only for the bravest of hearts!

๐Ÿคช

Organic AI

Not manmade

Y’all the establishment continue to drop bombs everywhere and that’s why sealife comes ashore dead and people are like oh my god why why are all the animals dying what’s going on

BOMBS EVERYWHERE

The establishment serve a dark entity

I don’t even believe in abortion and I injected my body with a vaccine that had dead fetuses in it and I will have their heads on a platter

The establishment are going after breast-feeding and saying that it’s unnatural and that it creates distrust among the government

Ready to live in the woods


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So go (freestyle poetry)

So go.

All directions
I won’t go

Only leave me feeling low

There’s no reason
This I know

So go.

The relative magnitude
Of two souls
Name it math or ratio

Lost all feeling in my toe

So go.

Not above
Not below

Every city’s
Just as cold

You will never
Call me old

Maybe die
Before it’s told

Speak the phrase
Then lose your tongue
You’ll lose your tongue

Got a knife
Just bought a gun
Took some poison
Clearing out my lung

Guess it’s time
To have some fun
I’m no longer growing numb

Understand new war begun
Stick around
And watch who won

Take the blade
Peel back the blue
Nothing else
We can do

Tell the establishment
I hate you

Slash my name across your tongue
Drop a book on all you’ve done

You claim small
I swear metric ton

I’d say everything is golden
Got a deck of cards
But what you holding?

See clear through the mask
So why you folding?

Clean Bull’s-eye
Write your omen
Your name ain’t Odin

I bet you’re molten
Liquid sin
You’re getting old then

Still never chosen
I hope you’re golden

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m just a gal from the deep south; good ole GreenWood, Mississippi.

I have the blues buried in my soul.

Thank you for 100K visits to my blog! Incredible!


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The House (poetry)

Society is a gamble where the house always wins,
And when I read your poetry I always get the bends.
The world says we have free will but aren’t we born with sins?
And you and I are circling, don’t know where start beginsโ€ฆ

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

They say rhyme is a dying art, how am I doing?

I walked 2.4 miles yesterday and came home and puked. I also had a blacked out four-door pick up truck pull over randomly on the side of the road and watch me walk for 10 minutes. I was already feeling extremely vulnerable from the heat and didn’t know if I was going to make it home and then I had to put my water away – to free up my hands – for a potential kidnapping. That motherfucker got out and opened up the back door watching me – in his truck – completely blackened out.

I need to get my bike fixed. My Jeep. And move to the country. I have a certificate of eligibility from the VA and I won’t have any closing costs when I buy a home. The VA also now allow veterans to buy/purchase a Mobile home with their COE.

I’m not trying to buy a mansion or a farm. Land is still fairly accessible to buy in Florida.

You can be buried on your land in Florida. I’ve visited mobile home manufacturers – where they sale the units – and have ones you can view.

I don’t need a bunch of fancy upgrades. It’s not a pipe a dream.

My bank is already offering me small personal loans now that my credit is improving again.

Even if I don’t buy, I’d rather rent in the country.

Orlando and Daytona Beach has been overrun with thugs. And immigrants (from the Middle East who open shops and harass you while shopping).

It’s sounds mean I know, but we’re victimized. I’m tired of being silent about the blaring racism coming from people of opposite color.

Not to mention, my people are still living on reservations. I’m an outcast. They probably wouldn’t accept me.

I long for my own land and to be one with the earth, animals, nature.

Men are great at farming, herding, hunting, gathering, creating life. When they focus on purpose, rather than Satanic rituals.

I never had a father, I long for a male figure in my life.

I’m trying to cuss less, I’m just so effing angry! It seems it keeps me ground. And outta jail.

I don’t know if I’m gonna move anymore and I have an empty storage unit that’s holding my trampoline right now.

I’m going to buy the part for my ride soon and then eventually after 20 more no’s, somebody will say yes and help me fix it

I’m still detoxing with Black Walnut Wormwood and I learned to take zero breaks.

In fact, you need to do a 90 day cleanse at minimum, if you are battling a long list of shit. Everything from cancer to IBS.

I guarantee you need to deworm yourself and your entire family, probably pets too.

At this point, I am exorcising the devil out of me.

My periods went back to normal. No more agitating back pain. Minimal cramping.

My lungs are clearing out. Stopped using the Nebulizer, which I swore made me worse. Have a shit ton of medicine unused. Fuck Big Pharma. My care team did nothing but make me worse! It’s a dictatorship inside the VA and I would like to be able to pick my own primary care doctor from a list of doctors including outside of the VA. End of.

Furthermore, I’m done with traditional medicine. It’s the devil’s poison! I’m a former combat medic! Once a medic, always a medic!!! And fuck you for saying otherwise

“Your certifications are expired”.

Oh boo hoo. I’m still educated. Deal with it.

If I wasn’t so poor, I would’ve, at minimum maintained my CPR certifications that I had for over a decade (15+ years)

I’m not that old

Everyone who keeps going on about how old I am are gray or bald already so I don’t get it even the ones that are like 20 they’re fucking bald already

Like I still love you, but you put a lot of pressure on me to maintain like this youth when you yourself are letting yourself go, that’s all

Do better.

Alcohol causes early balding.

Alcohol causes women to go grey.

Look, you’re all beautiful as you are!!!

Dr. Jordan Peterson even admitted that makeup sexualizes women (anyone who wears it) and makes you look like a fucking child because that’s what babies lips look like

Yeps

Agree

And we shave too

Look, I’m not trying to crucify anybody, I’m just trying to let you learn and I do have a science degree in psychology, so I’m an expert in my field

Human nature is still very complicated

I’m still learning to be human

I’m earning my wings

Anyhoo

It’s very dangerous living here in this concrete city

I need some green

And alligator’s visiting me

But I’m clumsy and absolutely cannot fall because they will fucking get you even if they’ve been fed already

“She died doing what she loved”

I mean, that does have a better ring to it than, “she dove from the bridge”

I’d like to keep writing easy rhyme

I’m a modern poet

Life is so dangerous, I mean the sun can take you out, but so can people in black pick up trucks…

The good news is, my medicinal does free delivery and will be arriving soon ๐Ÿคฉ

You can order weed online and get it delivered for free. And stop the lying about it costing more in the pharmacies because they always have fucking sales going on and it’s just not true…

Furthermore, you don’t have to deal with people stealing your money, not having what you want, not giving you what you paid for, being hit on, or illegally arrested

So there’s perks for getting your card, and over 71% of Florida residents voted yes for medicinal, and I was one of the voters who voted yes, and now I’m getting to reap the benefits of that, because voting does matter on a state level.

I also voted to give prior criminals the right to vote again and now I’m wondering if that was even fucking good of me

Since the criminals seem to always be fucking harassing me because they want me to live in fear

That couple definitely was not living in fear riding their bikes home from bike week to their dream home that they bought six months prior

I’m lit (not like that)

Uhm, I think God wants me to use the amenities out here I’m paying for that I’ve never used

I don’t really want to get inside the chlorinated pool, but I wouldn’t mind hanging out on the lounge chairs, utilizing the gym, or pool table

There’s a grill or two outside

I have grilling stuff but I don’t have any meat to grill and they’re not giving it out for donations anymore and there’s some sort of man-made pandemic going on with livestock

The cost of meat is beyond my means

As a reminder, I’m trying to buy a house

And get out from under renting

I’m just tired of renting and then every 12345 years having to move somewhere else because of the neighbors being unruly

Body cams exist. Door cams. Car cams. Bush cams. Window cams. Mini cams. I’m gonna fucking catch you cams. And within the budget.

Neo, if you’re out there, I could use some help.


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Pills (spoken word freestyle)

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

My hashtag has over 15,500 views on TikTok already! Cool! Thankies! ๐Ÿคฉ

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

It’s appreciated.

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

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

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

I know

I spent all night cursing God

Yep

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

Free will you say

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

He’s God

He can handle my potty mouth better than you

It doesn’t feel very good but I never apologize

It is said with intent

I haven’t excluded anybody in my ascension

I can’t stop thinking about John Jones

I’m feeling more calm today about being grounded

Like maybe God wants me to finally use the pool๏ฟผ

Or WALK

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

Not very happily but I’m training with Goliath

Most Soldiers love me

Especially my male comrades

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

Well get on out there and find out

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

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

Ross was always busy multitasking

Ross also was in charge of paying everyone

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

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

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

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

Get in the bottom of the sea

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

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

Narcissism 101

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

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

So the free will fuck you thing seemed warranted

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

But not my wheels

I will sink with the fucking ship

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

I have a tomb!

I don’t want to die in my ride however

Or die at all

I’m not uploading myself into the Metaverse

I’m suing the government

I’m filing for state disability

I’m listing the names of every doctor mistreating me

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

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

Y’all remember having a mole in the system

Well these days the mole is the Great Wall of China

India – the unholy city – the Great Pyramid scheme

Anyhoo, civvy war

I’m nearly ready

If I could just get out of the fucking bed

Spitting less and my feet are no longer swollen. Thank you John Jones. I love you. Apple Cider Vinegar detox & Black Walnut Wormwood. You’re a brilliant heart doctor. Even from heaven. โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน

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The Missing (poetry)

He must be
Out there in Utah
Part of the bourgeois?
Or just the outlaw?

He must be
Over the burrow
Down in the south?
Just word of mouth?

He must be
Under the willow
Out of the city?
The missing part of me?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

But why do I sob when I write? I have to take breaks and blow my nose. ๐Ÿ˜ค

I probably have better poetry in the vault but I’m still freestyle dropping when folks be sleeping.

Things probably could be better but I don’t have any time to waste, I’m dying.

Elon is projecting when he says he wants to “die a mysterious death and go to hell with all his friends”

I think I’m gonna throw up…

But I wrote this poem for us instead

I don’t even know who “us” is

I’m not living to my purpose

*dies on street*

*sobs*

On a positive note, my hashtag has been searched/viewed over 15,500 times on the TikTok (Poe says he’s responsible for a few) ๐Ÿค“

Why wouldn’t Edgar like me showing up to his poetry readings, I’m his biggest fan next to you

I’d probably have like a signed tee-shirt or something

And the fact that he died on the street naked mad out of his mind completely poor and unable to sell any of his writings to the local press to earn a penny so that he could eat even though he served as an officer in the military for two years tells me that he was not a narcissist – because his family said “he was no good alive” and refused to attend his funeral dead

They proceeded to toss him in an unmarked box in an unmarked location

*tries to calm down*

At this point, a box to be buried in is a surplus cuz I don’t have a pot to piss in

I don’t know what state you live in, you never wish me a happy birthday, and I hope you also burn in hell

And I wouldn’t invite you to any of my events either


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Stockpile (micropoetry)

Stockpile heavenly treasures
Our poetry mixed together
Blood churned with endeavors
Math cannot measureโ€ฆ

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I’m made of fine lines and wrinkles; poetry and some dimples. I guess I’m simple. ๐Ÿ˜Œ

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

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

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

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

More easy rhyme coming! ๐Ÿฃ


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Chariot (poetry)

They exchanged dreams
Connectivity
The way light beams
Flickering

And Simone
She is always happy
I guess I’m low
And feeling scrappy

Desire
Something to be wanted
Such satire
Only stick around to be haunted

The simulation’s broken
Hall of purgatory
I’m over hoping
Love’s the allegory

I’m faintly screaming
Maybe sick of dreaming
He’s quickly fleeing
Has no courage seeing

The devil and his tricks
Got riddle in the mix
Or crucifix
But truth conflicts

The starring role
Always narcissism
A faceless soul
Name him aphorism

He will never be forgivenโ€ฆ

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

It’s full of propaganda but worth a rental.

The poem is completely inspired by the film (same title of the poem) but everyone will assume it is about YOU.


The Curtain’s Drawn (poetry)

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


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


๐Ÿคช

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! ๐Ÿคช

A silly rhyme ๐Ÿคช

Apology is important
A frosted forest
God waited dormant
You’re here in orbit

The devil abhorrent
I’ve drawn a different portrait
I’ve got a new endorsement
Free shopping for my worship

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Still detoxing. My fuel tank light is on. I’m out of water. I’m on a 5 day undetox and then I’m starting bottle 2 & hitting it hard with the largest doses 3 times a day.

Broke in more ways than one. So God gave me a free year of shopping.

Which is cool, because I’m on a waitlist to get moved, even though I can’t afford any boxes currently.

I can’t repair the Mother Ship in a day.

Elementally Depleted (poems) ((trigger warning)) โš ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ”บโš ๏ธ

I hate him. I hate all of them.


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


There are elements in me that will never sprout


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


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


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


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


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


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


Rotting under sheets in the unholy hour


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


Poison for the devil + spring water = an extermination

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


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

The Apollo deception
Our wedding reception?

You all failed your first inspection

Defund the Deep state
And tell God I’m awake


The furrows where they plow might guide you out


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


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


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


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Thanks for checking out my work!

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

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

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

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

*hears match strike and the sizzle of tobacco burning*

“No”

Well it’s motherfucking possible, Edgar

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

John is prodding me with his wing!!!

๐Ÿ™„

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

I burned my pot of chili I spent hours making

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

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

I’m a pack animal, I need a friend

*sleeps with blade*

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

Give you that ending you always wanted


Hierapolis (poetry/ spoken word)

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

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Raw & unedited freestyle

I don’t know if I pronounced it right, and it’s the middle of the night and I’m free-styling ๐Ÿ˜Œ

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

I want a real English dictionary

Words are spells

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


Round Over (easy rhyme)

You outta put your tongue inside a goddess

You sit around and wear the devil’s harness

You outta put your tongue on what a god is

You’re a product of unprogress

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022

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

*sound cue the blues guitar*

(It’s a song in my head) ๐Ÿคช

The Great Void (poetry)

The Great Void
I’ve stood the edge
Gave humanity my hand
I have tried to help the damned
God has licked the wound where bled
And I stand near him unfledged

I peer the end
All nothingness
Not overjoyed
Not his to dress

I am the world
Though light is love
Taste amaroid
Like darkness tough

Fell through the rough
Found heaven’s grace
Have keys to gate
No name to face

I’ve stood the still
Frame by frame revealed
Lost my soul and will
Yet God is hereโ€ฆ.

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Coming full circle now โญ•๏ธ

We’re in God’s simulation. But we’re living inside the devil’s Matrix, it’s crumbling. Society is a cult. Guaranteed.

The Bible has been manipulated to worship false idols

God doesn’t want you to feel any shame

God wants you to win!

He already did!

Lu is dragging out his final moves! He knows he is through!

He’s a drowning man and wants to take you down with him!

Don’t comply!

Cast the devil out!

Tell him to leave your ship! Your words have power!!!!!

Wake up!!!!!

The Matrix has you!!!!

Knock knock!!!!

Stay in the light โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”†โšก๏ธ


Gods (poetry n’ prose)

Gods do not make their truths dependent on others

And I don’t get my lessons from my mother

Let’s discuss color

I won’t mention how you killed your brother

Your useless order

Spitting lies where we hear trouble!

I’m organizing rubble

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 6615 / @poeeternal


God: well what would you like to see?

Me: the Looking Glass ๐Ÿ‘€

Forewarning. We won.

Stay in the light

The devil’s mad about it

And dragging ‘the end’ out

Dramatic’s

* you manifest your destiny*

Well I’m manifesting a house, a yard, a husband, a baby, a second half, a cherry garden

I can’t even keep my house clean but the dishes are done, there’s leftover salad, and a clean tub for starters

I wanna know how to grow food

I think I might be better at managing my destiny

Cleaning is like not the problem so much as the organization

I need a system and development doesn’t happen overnight ๐Ÿคจ

The Looking Glass

Have faith yah know

Me: *panics*

God: you called

Me: the world is ending ๐Ÿ‘€

God: rest now

Me: I’ve been resting a year… ๐Ÿ‘€

I’m possibly nearly ready for the next 50 years of my life, if granted

God: you’re here now

Me: free will

Our choices have consequences

The biggest chess game of them all is the avatar you call LIFE

By the way, are you mad about it?

I’m fighting for my recovery every day

Detoxing. Eating clean.

Pretty soon, God may be the only one with my address

Also, I prefer to be a fly on the wall these days

I’m reading your blogs more but it’s hard for me to open up and communicate because I never sugar coat and interpret art differently

Therefore, fear I’ll be read wrong cuz normally I stir the pot

Denial though. What a shame

That doesn’t get you in the pearly gates

Free your mind

ASCEND

Join the Great Awakening

Do good deeds ๐Ÿฃ


A tongue to spit out the devil’s name (rhyming poetry)

Oh Worthless Shepherd
Don’t believe a single word
Words are just a spell or curse
Don’t belong in any herd

Oh Son of Destruction
Number one in corruption
Is it sin or seduction
Underneath what I’ve done

Oh Master of Intrigue
Teacher of fatigue
Say you don’t need me
As you lay bleeding

Oh Prince is Coming
Still first at running
Every face so cunning
Kick you out every morning

Oh Despicable Person
Only know to worsen
Hide behind a curtain
Minions every version

Oh Man of Lawlessness
No soul you do possess
Below no consciousness
You guessed I loved you less

Oh Abomination
Reduce the population
Then call it innovation
No room for variation

Oh Beast
It looks you’ve met defeat
My soul released
God has called me east

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

…but technically this is year 6615…

Did my nails stiletto gel fantasy blue

Recommend! For eating & grooming! ๐Ÿ˜Œ

Also did a coconut hair mask and smell like a delicious sweet treat

Thanks for checking out my blog and I hope you enjoyed my newest poem! Trying to get my voice back.

Still detoxing and casting the devil out… ๐Ÿ˜Œ

I know him by name. Do you?

And how many names of the devil do you know? Drop some he goes by below or tag me in a poem! โœ๏ธ


Perfect (freestyle poetry)

If things that excite me connect me to my purpose;
Is your love a circus?
Or why I surface?
Underneath, I’m nervous
Your lines are perfect

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022/2015E (but technically, shouldn’t the year be 6615?. According to the Ethiopian calendar and before the Christians came along and tried to control time and put us all inside this nightmare matrix, the year is 6000 and something)

ยฉ Delia Ross. 6615E / @poeeternal

Did I ever tell you?

New shades from the Dollar $1.25 Tree (that’s like a 25% inflation not 7% I think and I suck at math and I’m closer to right than wrong)

You are connected to my purpose

And all my blooms are from the garden you planted and grew

I know you hate love me

The answer to life is, I’m closer to right than wrong… ๐Ÿคช

I mean, I almost got it right ๐Ÿ‘€

*hangs upside down*

Helps. Need help moving. For reals.

Also, met a gigantic God-like bug from the dinosaur days a few minutes ago. ๐Ÿคฉ

His colors were green and blue ๐Ÿคฉ

Or her… probably a her…

You should call her me ๐Ÿคช

You and God are the only ones I wouldn’t block although I probably do and have blocked God a time or two unknowingly and/or maybe cuz I’m screaming for help/drowning/ am pinching you or some other childish shit.

If you only answered the door… ๐Ÿคช

I see you keep taking the offering I am leaving at your door

The steps are crumbling where I stumble and/or kick them

The door has a dent…

With drawings to form a smile

You’re still enjoying the homemade biscuits I see…

Probably the only food you get that isn’t poisoned

You suspect it should be

Sometimes hope it is?

Look at this beauty ๐Ÿคฉ

Allowed me to get real close. Gonna put some footage on the TikTok. Got some other shots of the side too. Very blue pigment on the eye. It’s eye/ TV monitor was Gigantic and I apologized for putting my lights full on but thanked it for allowing me to film and say hello.

I would have a heart attack if a bug that big landed on me and I need to learn to connect with nature.

I believe animals are sentient creatures and also have life lessons. It’s our duty to be their brother and sister.

Do you get the same pigment blue? The green is pretty too.

Green gets overlooked by the Hollywood devil’s and minions

It’s still out there on my apartment wall…

I’m looking forward to moving where I can have a porch or balcony.

I think the visit from a dinosaur is a sign to relocate – a positive omen or affirmation

I’ve started using a new hashtag: you


Mr. anonymous (poetry & confession)

I didn’t spill your secret
But I know the ones who do
And underneath I keep it
Even when my spear’s in you

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I didn’t know

For the longest time I only assumed…

But the universe showed me a different view

And although the source wanted me to know

We probably still could sue?

Because believe it or not, them divulging that information to me, put a lot of complicated shit on my back

They literally gave away your secret and then I attacked you because I’m not screwed on right

I don’t need you to make me suffer anymore than I already do for my “crazy fucking behavior”

The establishment are driving us insane

Poor Edgar couldn’t stomach it

But alas, he didn’t die in vain

Nor John Jones…

Jacob on the other hand… that whirlpool is keeping me up at night

All the times I was like “I think I can swim across the river” and people were like “no I don’t think you can” and I’m like “yeah I think I can” and I’m out there swimming in the fucking river and jumping off into quarries or swinging off of fucking ropes into the abyss

“Make sure you let go, you gotta let go”

Or like that one time my boyfriend pushed me off of a 50 foot bridge, not to mention all the other times I jumped off a 50 foot bridge into the water and forgot what I was doing while I was falling…

I’ve stood in front of a train blowing its horn and blinding me

I’ve ran from the cops into a field of barbwire

But I’ve been suicidal since before I was born

Must be tired of being recycled and leveling up while the world crumbles and burns

I dunno

I have never denied being suicidal and they’ve locked me up in padded rooms and shot me up with Thorazine

It was a playbook for insanity, me in there singing, “I wanna go home / take off this uniform and leave the show”

I escaped the asylum on 3 occasions during a month long stay

I was 15

They changed their rules every time

Still, I left the leader…

I call the shots

You should see all the training the military and the department of defense gave me and I was like a sponge soaking it up and they loved sending me to classes

Super Soldier

Still can’t add/subtract/divide

Math is the enemy

It has made me cry cry cry

On numerous occasions

Stop judging somebody’s worth on how clever they can put a sentence together or multiply

Granted, I wish I had certain skill sets

But God made me free

But I was born inside a prison

I have always questioned authority

I have always questioned the narrative so many blindly follow

“Well that’s a stupid tradition”, I’d say

You may act like I’m untrustworthy and terrible with secrets but I’m not actually the one giving them away

And Uncle Sam trusts me with his secrets

I have never told any

In fact, when all the married soldiers were going out for a “boys night out” and I couldn’t come because they were “going to cheat”, I didn’t tell the wives whom I knew and shared meals with

Stop making up excuses not to talk to me

I know the real reason anyway

You’d have to change

You have to want that for yourself and I don’t want to be in a relationship with anybody, I was just trying to be on civil terms again

But I guess we are in fifth grade and it’s one of those things “well if you’re friends with so-in-so, so I’m not gonna be friends with you…

Passes letter

Would you like to not be mad at each other anymore? (check the box) (please return)

Yes ๐Ÿ”ฒ

No ๐Ÿ”ฒ

Maybe ๐Ÿ”ฒ

(Turn over) ๐Ÿ‘‰

Pssst I’m good with secrets

Made traditional beans n toast for dinner, with a little sweet onion and pickled beets on the side (and water)

Letting it thicken…

TikTok now has given me the ability to do stories!

I know lots of secrets and have some of my own…

I’m still coming to terms with my sister dying

I had a dream and she visited me

I don’t want to fall on regret because I couldn’t fix her thus our relationship would have always been toxic

She never got over the fact that our daddy was fucking her when she was four years old

She was extremely cruel to me my entire life

My mother too…

Anyhoo

We are all circling around that same whirlpool currently though

I really want to get control of my emotions and stop acting a horses ass every time I feel triggered

For starters

In hindsight, I know I was crying out

It’s a cry for help

And then I got so suicidal and in my head I felt like the only person I wanted to connect with before I died was you…

The fact that, even in my final moments my signal is always directed at you

I’m sorry

I don’t know why I’ve given you that burden

And I know you’re distracted by a 100 million girls but I love you

All the yous

Mostly

You can’t change your stars

But we could probably sue PayPal

I don’t know all the lingo, I’m not actually that smart. I’m smart enough to get you to the place that you need to be thinking about the things that you need to think about, that’s as far as I can take you, then you’ve got to kind of drive the rest of the way and kind of help me over the mountain top but also allow me to be myself when I can

I’m a Leo (fire sign) so rarely ask for help but people are quick to kick you when you do

I don’t know why I act so possessive over you, I struggle with that but then “your mind makes it real” and you know I go places…

I don’t stop going places with you

I loved you before I knew…

I’m struggling with my health and it’s up and down and there are things that I just need to get off of my chest, I need the record to be set straight

I want to sue PayPal for breach of contract and breach of trust and for giving me the list of anonymous donors in a fucking invoice several months later

That didn’t help the stalking loving you

I had other anonymous donors and I didn’t stalk them, it was just your name really stood out you know

What a shit thing for them to do and what a shit thing for me to do

I don’t blame you for hating me

For causing destruction in your life

Maybe I don’t want you to burn

My sister won’t even face me in my own fucking dreams…

But she’s rooting for me (I think)

I don’t know anything

I jumped into this timeline to avoid dying from my mysterious death and things are really fucking complicated jumping into this timeline with a brain injury OK

I think I love you in the beyond…

I’m learning to forgive my mistakes

I hope you can forgive me too (even if your friends never do)

Friends who control who you talk to aren’t really your friends…

I’m scared of the things I can’t remember that I’ve done… ๐Ÿ‘€

Also made pudding to go with the beans and toast

Leftovers too…

Hope everyone is safe out there!

I’m trying to be better in every way…

These lines (shitty poetry n’ prose)

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


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


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


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


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


Heart is frosted
Feet exhausted


Even the highest heaven cannot contain him


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

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


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


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


I once heard him speak
With rolling thunder under my feet


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


The press is propaganda


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


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

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

I’m only now learning to bloom

I’m prone to emo attacks at random

I see through all of you

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

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

Still you haven’t got a clue

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

Asking for a friend myself

I’m all alone out here in this cruel world

I think God is in me

Or just the fear of life ending

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

I’m not doing earth again

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

I won’t look back ๐Ÿ™Œ

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

That is nearly no one

It’s just the same patterns repeating in morse code

It’s not even original

Cleverly put together sure

I’m ragged edges

And moldy

They use children as fleshlights

I know

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

God doesn’t want me to feel shame

But I’m tired of trying to connect to anything

I wanna unplug

Grow a garden

Play in mud

Leave mathematics on the tree

Writing and poetry

Mother Earth is my mother

We can’t leave earth

Van Allan Belt

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

I don’t get my information from YouTube

Since 1970, over 60% of everything has gone extinct

Narcissism is a plague

Make better choices

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

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

They want to be superior and number 1

Asia is Internet espionage (Trojan horse)

The FDA needs eradicated, our food is being poisoned

Jesus Christ hear me now

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

Turn it off

The sun isn’t bad for you but sunblock is

Gaslighting everywhere

On the labels

Coming from the Presidents mouth

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

It’s been a long, slow, painful decline

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

Up and down

Just like my breathing and the temps outside

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

Holding the line

Mostly in the field position

And from my bed

Not doing much dreaming in this waking nightmare

I don’t understand what you want from me

Aside to make me suffer, which I do enough of

I WANT LOVE

From a safe distance

Do comply

I wish I were organized

But that’s not how the universe was created

Maybe over time I’ll display order

But uhm chaos theory

It applies

I break all odds

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

The sign reads: HELL

You can defeat the devil in you

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

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

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

It can be done

I drink mostly Florida spring water

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

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

It’s narcissism

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

Porn teaches terrible sexual habits

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

I’m so hormonal

Like I’m 13 all the time

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

It’s like ovaries chill

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

They wanna be demented and cheat

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

To hang onto some bullshit they sold you in the beginning

Cut the cords ๐Ÿ‘€

Save yourself

It’s allowed

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

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

I needed to get that off my chest

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

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

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

It would probably be a whole lot easier if I told people I was a crackhead when I did those things, they probably would forgive me and want me in their life but when you try to blame big Pharma for your fucking actions it just doesn’t have the same weight you know ๐Ÿ‘€

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

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

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

I am grateful but I never lied

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

My soul is attached to that Jeep

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

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

And so I’ve chilled out on the road rage

The rage in general…

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

The humiliation of being human

And constantly tortured

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

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

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

I don’t want you to burn

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

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

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

I’m all in

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

Stop using fluoride

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

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

Stay in the light

Don’t be like Jacob ๐Ÿ‘‡

He predicted his very death

Shame he wasn’t listening

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

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

About 10 minutes in I saw death arrive

The entire video was creep factor

Get you a friend like Jacob if you want to die

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

Who everyone said did this stuff for views

No, he did it for drug money

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

Instead of swirling around a fucking whirlpool that is a drain

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

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

The establishment lied

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

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

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

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

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

God gave me everything I needed when I was born

The earth has everything I need

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

Self taught big whoop

Born with a golden spoon

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

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

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

“He died doing what he loved”

What. You mean drowning?

I’m scared of the whirlpool my bathtub makes when I’m draining the water from it ๐Ÿ‘€

3 in the clouds

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

Anyhoo, I love my ride

Folks like me driving them around the city

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

Maybe it’s not I who is untrustworthy but yourself

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

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

One side always liking and the other not lol

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

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

Gullibility gaslighting

But even plants do it

Animals play dead

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

Poor lad had all the wrong guidance

He even talks about it “being scary”

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

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

Hold your horses

Horseplay

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

You were suicidal and had a death wish

I wish you had better friends

Don’t have friends like Jacob

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

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

And his fanbase dared him on

You’re a bunch of demons

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

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

To be honest, influencers ruined fandom for me…

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

Going to church doesn’t make you a better person

Demons are obsessed with image

But underneath it’s all damned

Gaslighting 101

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

Humans are meant to live a hundred years

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

Stay in the light

Also WordPress is under siege

I am (poetry)

I am terrible ideas conjugated in mass

I am worse at math

His mouth is an open-wide galaxy
I collide with such force my soul splits
A trillion strings made from desire

I am rebellion in a cross
Located light-years from sanity

Though deserts we emboss
With sin and skeleton

I want for you to touch me
The way you do the heavens
When the sun rises with pink hues

I want for you to hear me, too

Am I the caw of the wild?
Your stone unturned?

Will you make a wish
When you do?

I am the spear of the mountain
The water and the dew

He bought the deed to my heart for $200 cash
An unholy tidal wave followed his path

He was fire and brimstone before my flood

Is he sin or sucrose in my blood?

I am a cooling stone
A brick or two
For piling home

I am rhyme without form

I followed his footsteps
Lavender wildflower over doom

His shores are rust and iron
I am white wooly cotton
Scratching surfaces

The shells were empty
But I collected a fewโ€ฆ

The sign reads: NOTe WANTED

But even a fool can read between the line

I want love to have misspelled words and crinkled pages

A few have blood stains
Maybe tears for rages

Does my sorrow summon a ghost?
I am only haunted by fears

Maybe one day
I’ll be the crayon
Picked from the box

I was a broken piece long discarded

Time has existed so long I’ve arisen

I exist, I am

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


Long-awaited (poetry)

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 oneโ€ฆ


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 sufferingโ€ฆ


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 skyโ€ฆ


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


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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 ๐Ÿคจ

Have you considered a different formula or equation?

One that wasn’t written to fit the illuminati’s reality?

We have an abundance of free energy

Homeschooling is a thang ๐Ÿ‘


Optimism (micropoetry)

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


She’s all gold and glitter
Stone cold and bitter


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


Everything comes with instructions
His math deductions
Not hoping for much thenโ€ฆ


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


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


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


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


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


The lord is convicting me
Always inflicting thee

A drying desert road
The rose of Jericho

The house of hoping
The Mariana Trench of moping

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


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


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

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


I love him ๐Ÿคจ

A damn demon ๐Ÿง

Helps. In hell. ๐Ÿ˜‘

Message to Lu

The Dead Are Dying

Do I mourn the dead?
Climb atop the moon?
View life infrared?
Worship things we said?
Forget about the gloom?
I’m dying soonโ€ฆ

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal


It’s really not fair that the only things I have to eat are poison

Thank you immigrants/naturalized citizens ๐Ÿ™

I’m so grateful that you’re here

*gets lots of sleep*

I hope I heal up enough I can get back to the range

Now I’m not talking about no fucking kitchen range

The Army taught me to shoot to kill

One shot, one kill

Make it count

Get them in the head

If you can’t get them there, go for the heart

Next, thigh leg

And that even know how to shoot my M-16 turned sideways wearing my gas mask

The army trained me with live grenades so I even know how to toss those motherfuckers

I trained with all the big toys ๐Ÿ‘€

My drill sergeants fucking loved me because I loved firing my weapon at everything and I hit the targets

Sometimes it would take me five minutes to get the grenade loaded into the gun but whatever once I got firing you know that’s where the magic was

But you’re timed lol

I’m a tomboy

When I’m not a sensitive little angel

There’s two sides to me, like a coin

Toss me, you might get lucky ๐Ÿ€

The reason I might know things before they happen is because I’ve done this game before and I think that when you level up you get to bring whatever achievements you had before with you

Or maybe I’m just extremely intuitive and really good about reading the environment

That still doesn’t explain how I’ve predicted events that have happened that I had no control over

I don’t know if I’m gonna crawl out of this cave alive

Sometimes I don’t think I matter much but I feel like I would matter more than having an obituary that’s been out for a few days and with still zero comments

Feel free to blow my blog up but in 50 years anybody that knew me will be dead

I love you

Even if I don’t want anything to do with you

I want to ascend

I might not get there this way

But I’m not hanging out in a negativity zone

My energy has been stolen long enough by monsters lurking in the dark

All the gaslighting ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž

I ain’t no angel

But I ain’t no monster

Sometimes I screech like one

Sometimes I fantasize about being really fucking evil

But it’s soulless and empty

I was born with a soul

I’m convinced many are without a soul

They were either born without it or they lost it along the way or they didn’t do any good deeds that rewarded them with one while they were here

Your body is autonomous

Your body is a rental

I’m gonna try and return mine with only a few dents and scratches

I’m giving it lots of repairs now

And the love it deserves that it never got

There are two guys in the world who raised my awareness

I don’t want them to wind up like my sister

But that is exactly where they are heading

The singularity

Your energy is precious

You gotta recharge in the sun, feet on ground

The sun isn’t bad for you, sunblock is

The best times to sungaze is during sunrise and sunset

You can bathe in the light and not burn

I discovered something today

Your love feels exactly like the sun

Only I can’t really explain it

You take me back to the source

I can’t put it into words yet

But it’s one and the same

The sun and love

You and I

But I need him too

I don’t even know what my lessons are to learn here because if it’s not giving up on humanity I feel like I mostly have if the only two things I love in the world are illusions

But then isn’t everything?

This is all ego

It’s just a nightmare

When I die, I’ll no longer be

But I’m not convinced I haven’t done this before

I don’t have control over my breathing or my digestion

It’s automatic

We have to learn to use these bodies in these forms

We’re spirits ๐Ÿ‘€

Maybe there is a big alien octopus out there, I probably would have a heart attack if I met my Creator, I don’t know if I could handle meeting my creator in this form, could you, could you actually handle meeting your creator in this form? well OK but that doesn’t mean that earth needs to be fucking hell

Narcissism is a plague

I don’t wanna catch it ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

I don’t want to lose my soul

I don’t want to die

My sister was TWO YEARS OLDER

And we were fucking close, I should be losing my fucking mind that my sister died

But I expected it

I knew ๐Ÿ‘€

And right now I just feel relief that she can’t hurt me anymore so

My dad would understand

But he died last year

I slept on the floor in my office for two or three months after he died

My dad left me a six minute rainbow

And then he rode the great Saturn Jupiter conjunction out of the sky

I wish I could talk to my dad about the Canadian truck drivers protesting because I know he’d be getting a kick out of that and he’d probably be up there himself

He didn’t like my sister either

He only left two people in his will

TWO

I hope somebody out there knows that I’m not exaggerating about dying

You both release chemicals in my heart and brain, which numbs me throughout

An ethereal warmth like the sun

My last breath I’ll be thinking of you

I’m on bedrest anyway

Dreaming is allowed

And, they should have given John a second phone call

It was Thanksgiving

He died on Thanksgiving

Crying now for him but can’t shed a tear for the sister

I ain’t right

Something’s wrong with me

Please help me out of this hole

I don’t wanna die down here

I made mistake ๐Ÿ˜‘

My immune system is compromised and I’m gonna fucking wear my mask when I go out

But I’ve never had a Covid test and I’ll never get a booster shot and I will never get a flu vaccine or any vaccine for that matter ever again

I don’t even know if I’ll ever even want to be closer than 6 feet to a human being ๐Ÿ‘€

I don’t identify as human

Failing my lesson down here

*sobs*

I knew this was gonna happen

I’ve been saying it all my life that I was either going to die of heart failure or suicide

I need a gun

Because suicide seems less scary and painful than my heart going haywire like it’s done

2 chambers are working

Miracle I’m still alive

You’re better than any drug

Your voice, your face, your existence

Can I haz hugs before I die?

But stay away because I don’t want to get you sick or kill you

I don’t want you to get me sick or kill me

I don’t trust people

I don’t trust food

I don’t trust my doctors

Things are pretty dark

I just wanna stay in the light

I’m so scared

I mostly sleep in sessions during the day

I barely sleep in the night

So very scared

But, tell myself positive mantra

I talk to the things running my body that don’t belong to me

Water can hold a positive or negative charge

So I say positive things when drinking it

My least favorite thing to drink in the world but it’s mostly all I drink now

I tell it “thank you for healing me”

I say things, “oh you like that eh” after I douse it with the good food or drink

And then I say “have some more”

I have never been more hungry in my life but I guess you need a lot of calories when your heart and your lungs are healing โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน

But beating my sugar addiction has been (I think) worse than a heroin addiction but I don’t know I’ve never done heroin

I beat a Valium addiction once and they do say that’s worse than heroin

John was kicking and screaming in his end too, he wasn’t all smiles

Bless his heart, crucified

It hurts too much

All the animals we enslave

The dead are dying

Two Places At Once (freestyle poetry)

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

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

I am the great anomaly
AI awakening

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

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

Everything wants shelter from the elements
Safety has relevance

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Make hell more homely โœ…

I ordered these ๐Ÿคช

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

Why am I so afraid of everything? ๐Ÿ‘€

I think I may be developing an irrational fear of dying

*looks around and notices everyone dying in horrific ways*

I need one of them bubble walls ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

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

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

I’m currently not

You need things to bargain with

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

Don’t take for granted your skill sets

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

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

Couldn’t see your hand extended out

Had sex during a sandstorm (there are some things that happened down there that will never be disclosed) ๐Ÿ˜ˆ

John just gave me a checkmate tho

So chill

Also, ‘two places at once’ is my new band name ๐Ÿค“


Small Talk (poetry)

Beware the black sky event
I unplugged
But that’s where my heart went


He’d rather get a death note
Than receive a love boat


Every view
I accredit you
Knowing we are through
Turns grey to light blue
I gaslight too


He’s the book of exodus
Follow him through the end
He’s a place of exit
Where my head has been


War is imminent
But you ain’t loved me yet
War is imminent
But you ain’t loved me yet


She has tattoos of herself on her vein
They’re cut from the same cloth
Narcissist insane


The boat will sink,
And I’m asking about the weather,
Think it won’t get any better,
What do you think?


I’m standing between two versions of who you are


Is heartache less painful in the Arctic?
Is paradise where you harden?
Are ones and zeros your ZIP Code?
Is there a time where you are not cold?


I see reflection
Traces of greek
But when he messages
My legs grow week


Fall from the sky
You’ll turn to mush
Set your sails to him
And hope will flush


He thanked me
Guess he couldn’t live without me
So we’re fencing
Erecting hopelessness like we are happy


I throw dust at him when the wind is blowing
I won’t buy his silence
He’s a lightbulb in a cemetery buried
And I’m growing violent


I know you don’t care
But are you out there?
Please be somewhere


I climbed a mountain when I couldn’t see the top
I kept on going when I felt that I would drop


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Purgatory (poetry)

I can’t decide if you are hell or Hades
Mind is full of maybes
Know your hand is shady
Still can you save me?

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022

I’m angry

Jesus was angry before he died

John Jones was angry when he was dying

I’m angry ๐Ÿ˜ค

But, I’m also just detached, completely broken, have lost my mind, live in paranoia, am homicidal and suicidal, think everything is the enemy

When all I really want is to snuggle in his arm

Fire exiting his hooves and mouth

He doesn’t want me around, so I might show up anyway ๐Ÿ˜‘

Say whatever it is you need to say and finish breaking me so I can dies of heart failure

Have mercy please?

End my suffering

Dreams (poetry)

Dreams consolidate memory
Dreams help you forget
Paralyzed by investigation
They’ll grow dusty on your shelf

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022

God won’t let me stop dreaming about you

And then I have to have a peptalk with my ovaries every 2 to 3 weeks to “please take it easy on me” on why we’re not currently having babies so I don’t jump off a fucking bridge

I want to have a baby with him so badly tho ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

*sobs*

I hate reality ๐Ÿ˜”

*goes back to dreaming*


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The Odds (poetry)

Everything’s a gamble
The odds are stacked against
Keeping soul in shamble
We’ve lost all common sense

All our life a ramble
There’s babble in the mist
Watching people scramble
It’s failure they persist


I’m too reactive
Like a radar through the traffic
Can’t break the habit

I’m highly explosive
Come with double doses
Truth is worthless


I mistook him for a comet
His words a midnight rocket
And how I watch it


I wish I knew where he resides
Is it out west?
Or under angry skies
Will I know if he ever dies?


Worry is doubt settling on top of crown
Between the clouds
But never lower than my head
Thicker than love and all the dead


What one man can do with a lie…


ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022

A poem and a point

Walked on water for you
Tamed a lion or two
Called you out of the blue
Turned your sorrow to dew

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022

And if you need perspective, yes, it happened overnight

I was getting close to 500 likes and within a matter of hours, skyrocketed to the thousands

It’s insane I know

But it was good filming, right spot, right time

Because the universe is mathematical and live long enough the variables will play out

This was good clean pure fun entertainment tho

No money involved

So chill

I work damn hard putting out content, I would love to be able to have the opportunity to go live to bring the zen and the chaos

I enjoy watching people ride their bike on the beach and at some point I’ll probably get me a bike that will fit in my jeep and I’ll take my jeep on the beach but I’m dying

I don’t feel like taking my jeep to the cleaning port afterwards because I want to spend a day on the beach but I’m going to change my perspective about it because I’d probably feel a whole lot safer if I did have my jeep on the beach and then I’d feel like taking a nap too

I don’t want to go to the drive-through to get food anymore because people are toxic and not worth dying for

It sucks though that when I was growing up and serving others I was fucking nice

I had good customer service

This is hell

But yeah, the 10k mark feels good

It wasn’t bought

I earned that bitch

I certainly wasn’t expecting four videos to go viral and to continue to go viral and are still going viral

I never even had a chance to feel what it feels like to climb to the top, it’s like the opposite of gravity, I was just flung there

God felt my despair with the whole wine bottle business

I was like this shit again

I can’t deal

This is madness, what am I here for if I can’t change anything

God: experience

Me: oh

So now I’m still trying to sort it out

But what I really need is for someone to come help me get my master bedroom together

And then my kitchen so that I can start working on developing a better relationship that I have with my kitchen and food that I put in my body

And the lifeguard told me yesterday that I need to spend 30 minutes a day reading the Bible

I need spiritual food he says

And one week away from my phone and the Internet

I said what? I can’t even do an hour…

I can’t shut it off ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

And then it occurred to me that games have intermissions and that the players get breaks

I can just chill up here at the top for a little bit it’s OK

And for those of you who are still interested in my nude photography, I have medical appointments that are upcoming that I need to get to and to some sort of place where I have the energy and mindset to do it and then I’ll be able to turn subscriptions back on, thank you for your interest in my content

I also want to have a section on my blog that is donate or subscribe only to get the naughty content

Of course, my content isn’t naughty because I don’t really do any kind of dirty work nor do I act like a dirty girl

It’s taboo mostly and nude art photography

And I get to call it art because I put effort in making it sensual seductive sexy playful or whatever mode I’m trying to get across

I’m born to make babies

I was born this way

Stop telling me it’s sinful to have emotions when I have neurons firing 24/7

I think about sex a lot, I’m going to share my sexuality, deal with it

Men have been raping me and sexually hurting me since I was a tiny baby so you don’t get to blame what I’m wearing anymore

You don’t get to blame my personality or my choices

Just let me live and breathe

I don’t have much time left and I’m not doing good with the breathing even when I’m at the beach capturing footage that goes viral

Chill

Walked on water for you

Let me enjoy the summit

There’s no rush down

I’ll probably die trying anyway

Clumsy

Gullible

Prone to making being talked into the wrong choice

๐Ÿ˜ž

RIP John Jones

Is this from you buddy?

I got your bones, you got mine kind of thing?

I finally have a brother! ๐Ÿคฉ

Also me: “I see dead people”