E.J. Waling

poem by E.J. Waling

Brightly. Creator, creation one in the same. All within reflection intention. Embodied. Realities inexplicably entwined, absorbed. Creators intent embodied within. Within genesis. All without focuses within, br... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Cosmic creation. Minds. Transforming. From nothing and back again. Minds, puffed up from a different place. Bubbling through quantum milieu. Uncertain enigma. From nothing comes everything. Within. Minds observ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Left to right, all in between humanity resides. Narrow band of reality. Limited in nature. Controlled. Programmed in narrow reality. Freedom genetically manipulated. Swimming in a fish bowl. Limited reality... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Reflection. Look around. What do you see? Are you sure? A terrarium, living in a terrarium. Rules laid out. Materials in place. All that’s needed. Needed by terrarium dwellers. Accept what is seen. Function ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We are all tightly wrapped. It began at birth. We are born with tendency, but the wrapping begins at birth. Like an Egyptian mummy the world begins to wrap. As the years go by the cocoon thickens. Depending on... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Muddling minds. Twenty four seven. Three sixty five. Infinite pages to fill. Day in, day out more of the same. What to watch? What to read? What to believe? Who to trust? Information, facts. Spun to a blur. ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Growl. Dog eat Dog. Guttural sound. Flashing of white. Fangs exposed. Pecking order. How established. Jungle world. Jockeying for position. Pushback. Otherwise dominated. Jungle, survival of the fittest. Climb... Read more

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Out of the bog it rose. Slowly it grew, expanded. Complexity increasing. Controlling, ever increasing. Evolving in the beast. Fighting the animal. Struggling to survive. Struggling to grow to escape. Breaking ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

I can still remember, some of how it felt. The newness of things. Each day being a sunny day of newness. Exploration of what's all around you. Exciting! I can still remember the thrill of it all. The thrill fades over t... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Old timer. Reflecting. History, experience. Around the block then back again. Many times. Seasoned. Learnerd. Veteran of human existence. Worldview molded. Tempered under fire. Years in the making. Hammer, chise... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

I have thoughts, ideas. They well up from within. We all have thoughts, ideas, welling up from who knows where. Many unique, having meaning. Unique meaning. Our world, all around, pulsating with such thoughts, ideas. B... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We are here. Of that there seems little doubt. Why, or how there seems much doubt. Some say it's due to the divine. That, to me seems like a punt. Humans have always used gods/god to explain the unexplai... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Good and evil resides in us all. Both look out our eyes. Both course through our veins. The spectrum of us is a score played out in our hearts and in our minds. Evil and good are in opposition, spread out on a s... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

I’m here! I see me. I hear me. I’m here. What’s here? Where’s here? Am I real? What’s real? Virtual universe. Possible! Quantum computer generated? Possible! We don’t know all t... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Celestials. Spheres. Celestial spheres. Time immemorial. Humming. Humming vibrations. Endlessly, emanating throughout. Passing through all. Music of the spheres. Creations orchestra. Infinite spheres. Endless symph... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Global revolution is in the air. Not militarily, but technologically. It will be no less disruptive to world order, in fact it will be many magnitudes more. Technology tsunamis will churn across the globe and back again, washing aw... Read more

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Humanity is now in a blender. For centuries humanity lived in pockets, developing different ways of being. Time passes humanity spreads mixing the pockets. Friction, grinding, war, the pockets grind against one anot... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

The Universe is a machine. It's a machine that creates. It has the raw materials in the elements. It has energy sources in the stars and it has the software in mathematics. It takes these things and creates life. Th... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Look in the mirror. What do you see? Depends on the choices you've made. Depends on your programming. Depends on where you were born. Depends on what you were born. Look in the mirror. What part will you play? A protagonist? An ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Bubble machine. Bubbles pinching off. Floating free on creations breeze. Swirling currents, eddies of direction, endlessness. Bubble after bubble. Percolating. Moving away. Deep substrate of existence. Burping up... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

The pettiness of people is pervasive. Those who feel better when others fail. Feeling contempt and envy when others succeed. Reflecting ugliness behind their backs. Makes them feel better , superior somehow. People sniping at th... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

It’s all magic. All we know. All we think we know, all magic. All knowledge, magic. Wand raised, spun and it began. All that happens magic. Scurry around we do. Oblivious! Oblivious of the spell. ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Indifferent. Existence does not care. Creation’s ambivalent. Ambivalent about the nature of things, simply churns. Our trials and tribulations mean nothing to the stark nature of things. Meandering through it ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Rage rage against the gale. Rage rage against the dark. Rage rage against the gods Our time in this existence is short. Get up off knees and make something happen. Leave a mark to be remembered long after your gone. ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Here. We are here. Don’t know why. Don’t know how. Fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear. Eyes opened seeing. Believing needing, following. Unsure. What to do? Who to listen to? Who to trust, believe? Wh... Read more

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Essence. What passes through. Essence motivates. Moves things along. Entwined within. Indistinguishable. Part of the whole. Spirit. Eternal soul. Called many things. Absorbs energy, stores vibrational knowledge.... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Rubicons. Everywhere. Crossings. Crossings to nowhere. Sad! Never to return. Great shift. Great pain. Tectonic in nature. Different paths. Mutating futures. Pettiness. Explosions. Altering terrain. Tectonic. Har... Read more

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Sea of uncertainty. Quantum verse. All options, possibilities play out. Universes floating on fluctuations. Quantum vibrations. Fluctuations of mathematical probability. Multiverse never ending. Adrift on nothingness... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Global revolution. Insidious connections circulating the globe. Tsunamis. Technology tsunamis wash over. Washing over all. Washing away what was. Preprogrammed narratives. Controlled by the few. Infecting, ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Dynamic vibrations, undulations. Quantum existence. Reality. Quantum foam, form. Consciousness dwells in the quantum realm. Pulsing in and out. Here and there. Everywhere. Uncertain. What’s seen rests on ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Into the bowels of my being I go, searching for who I am. Far out into the
 Universe
 I search, as far
 as the eye can see. So many questions
 I have, but true answers
 a rare commodity. Fr... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We will all live to a ripe old age. If not here, then probably over there. If not over there, then defiantly someplace else. The mind is everywhere at once. Experiences vary. When I die in one place the others... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Poetry Has norms rules to be followed. Who's norms? who's rules? Let's create A genre with No ruleS No rules at all. Graffiti poetry Is What It'll be Called. As with the graffiti O... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Ideas not people rule the world, competing for supremacy, domination. Conflicting, waring to gain the upper hand, control. Virus like as it spreads through the population Infecting all that come in contact. I... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Humanity is moving through a dangerous phase, transition. Animal instincts intact, driving things forward. The animal can take us only so far. Procreation, self preservation now impeding the way. Sex and violen... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

How will it change when we know? How will civilization be rearranged? All that we known comes from one place and time, one little speck in spacetime. Great religions over eons have arisen telling all how things must certainly be. ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Our race against extinction. We all come from the same cradle. Though we think ourselves mature. Our childish and petty ways are truly obscene. We are products of our environment, fine tuned to fit the scene. Some are black with ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Misty visions. Visions of what might have been. Foggy horizons, futures that will never be. Visions of people that might have been, that I’ll never meet. Places that I’ll never see. Potentiality that... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

A new beginning. Cusp of revolution. Quaking reevaluation of primacy. Humanity flips the switch. Pushes the button. Head long rush to what’s unknown. Beyond control. A.I. Radical change in direction. Undercurre... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Point. Point of view. Whose? Where? Layers of taint. Taint derived elsewhere. Real. How much is real? How much is you? Point of view. Derived by location. Derived by introduction. Indoctrination. What part is y... Read more