View

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Jun 10, 2020 

Perception.
View.
Belief.
Developed,
evolved on
this little
rock.
Small view
local perception.
Rhetoric.
Views local,
limited.
Finite.
Finite
infinitesimal
knowledge
formulation
held high.
Held high
as universal
truth.
Truth
shackled by
ignorance
lack of
understanding.
Lack of
knowledge.
Terrarium
creatures
prancing around
spouting nonsense
as truth,
universal truth.
Terrarium
devoid of
understanding,
devoid of
truth.
Left to
its own
devices.

 

Tags: Deep,

Add Comment

 

 

More by E.J. Waling

...
Maelstrom

poem by E.J. Waling

Maelstrom. Accelerating. Global change. Faster it spins. Breaking apart. Exponential. Technological explosion, transformation. What once was, fading. Hard to keep up. Understand. Speeding. Changing. Unrelenting b... Read more

...
Ritual

poem by E.J. Waling

Ritual. Comfort in ritual. Dark forbodding place. Ancient, unknown. Ancient times filled with uncertainty. Dangers everywhere. Enter ritual. Special places. Gatherings, holding darkness at bay. Group. Safety in n... Read more