Wither The Mind

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Nov 03, 2026 

Wither
the mind.
No longer
struggles.
Everything’s
done.
All needs
met.
No work
all play.
Exotic.
Thrilling.
No need
to plan.
No challenges 
to overcome.
Thinking 
mellows.
Softens.
Boredom.
Nothing 
to do.
Endless
easy.
Thrill 
seeking 
to feel
alive.
Civilization 
like never
before.
No template.
No history.
Humanity’s
hidden beast
challenged.
New 
methods
of behavior.
Interactions.
Uncharted 
waters.

 

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