E.J. Waling

poem by E.J. Waling

Unique unto themselves. Truths. All truths. Amongst countless storylines spread through space and time. All believed, all known, all true. To them all true. Woven unique. To no one but them. Woven special focus... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

In our faces. Constantly, in our faces. Glowing screens. Pumping, pumping out information constant Information. Inundating, swamping the mind. Washing over, coursing through. Minds smoothing, ideas blending. Minds... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

As the  singularity  draws near, I look on with  trepidation. What lies beyond i do not know. A technological marvel some say, Nirvana it will be. Others say a dystopian future awaits. No one knows for sure! ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Peeling away. Away from reality. Seeing things differently. From a slightly different angle. Like 2D world discovering 3D world. Ignorance. Safe in ignorance. Content in ignorance. Best not to know. Safer, limit... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Larger than can be contemplated. Older than can be grasped. Encompassing everything. Movements that cannot be understood. The machine controls all. What we, mere specks call the universe. The unfathomable, beyond ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We have been taught. We have been programed. The veil grows thicker over our eyes. Our senses are limited. We see very little. Remove the veil. Think past what you were taught. Break the cocoon you’ve been enca... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Time, it moves. It moves into nothing. Nothing at all. Tomorrow is nothing. Can’t touch it, smell it, or see it. Tomorrow’s just a concept, not tangible. Time, once past leaves vapor, ghosts ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Experience bubbles. We live in a bubble. All that we experience forms our views. Our views of reality. The Cosmos. Each living a different life, living in a different reality. A different universe! Bouncing ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We who are born in our minuscule cradle in the cosmos see monsters. We see monsters in our cradle having been born with us. We see monsters coming at us from below. We see monsters in the great beyond. We see ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

As life moves along, choices are made. Choices that alter trajectory. Decisions that alter life’s flow, subtly or greatly. Choices can leave scars, scars on the soul. Scars that alter perception. Scars th... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Look at the younger. Look at how they operate, how they Interact. Half by technology half by human. They are different. They are smarter, with instant knowledge at their finger tips. They are different with... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Spinning back. One to the next. Back into time. Generations past. One to the next. Blending one to another. Similar, not much apart, one to the next. Not much changed. Not much different. Thousands of years one... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We are animals. Civilization, thousands of years in the making. The animal, millions of years in the making. Animal instincts etched into each cell of our being. Survival, procreation, deeply embedded into our s... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

A world beyond. Dreamland unbounded. A vision of grander vistas. Vistas unshackled by the senses. Senses that limit our vision, our reach. The senses tell us this is all there is. Five senses dictates! Dictate... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Free will an illusion. Free, limited only. Programmed to a path, course of actions predetermined! Endless choices, genetically constrained. Aggressive by nature, or timid be. Anything in between. Choices constr... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Multiverse. Music of infinity. Resonates, each resonates its own music, sound. Each verse vibrates its own unique tone, music. Music that wells up from within. Each vibrates uniqueness. Uniqueness due to all ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We are in Hell. We make the best of it, but, make no mistake we are all In hell. Trapped on an orb surround by endlessness. No hope of escape. Look around. Hate, violence, madness, suffering, mayhem, destruct... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Immersed in fog are we. Spirits moving. Moving in uncertainty. Sprung up from fog. Basic reality quantum uncertain. Sprung up from nothing, nothing at all. Spirits are we, spring up from, then falling back into noth... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Early morning. Still dark. Fire crackling. Fireplace glow, lights out. Dark. Fireplace glow baths everything. Medieval. Medieval feel. Cold, yet warm. Mind wanders. Infinity contemplating. Where to turn? What t... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Full white moon. Star ceiling. Fire roaring. Flames soaring. Sparks flying high, high into the night. Chanting loudly. Baleful voices sounds echoing off the stones. Drums beating. Faces painted. Wild dance, arms r... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Inner world. Where everything resides. Illusion of exterior. What’s all around deception. Trick of the mind. Reality, generated from within. Decisions made. Dreams unrealized. Mindscape realm. All seen. All un... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

We look, we see, we wonder! I wonder. I wonder why I’m here. I wonder where here is. I wonder where I’m going. I look all around. I look at creation as it is. I can see. I see, but don’t under... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Death! The final frontier. Moving on. Where to? Where do we go? Death. The next portal the next door to a different place, a different realm. One not enough. One test not enough. Heaven, nirvana needs more ... Read more

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Eyes. Look Into the eyes. One after the next. Inhabitants of time. Accepting the role. What choice? Each time the only time. Dealing in the unique. Each time unique. Each challenge unique. Wrapped, shackled, unique... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Ancient priests, witch doctors, shamans, sorcerers. Power! Held the ancients in control. Existence frightening, answers few. Power, the few holding the many. Control! Controllers, followers. Power, rewards for tho... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Like pearls in the void. Consciousness is rare. Scouring our Galactic neighborhood we find none. Where is everyone? Have they moved on? Evolved to a different realm? Have they died out? ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Molded like clay life will do. Experience, the scalpel that shapes. Time is the medium for the art to be formed. All around can be seen unfinished works, works that require much effort to complete. Each prod... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Messages, from all time. Past. Present. Future. All wrapped up as one. All that’s been or will be. Messages, vibrations. Everything reverberating. Pulsing in and out. Back and forth. All at once. Quivering e... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Thunder in the distance. Lighting dancing, edging dark clouds. Soft rain thru the pines. Boughs dripping in the pond. Birds sounding bird talk. Many languages to be heard. Frogs in the pond announcing the... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

All we do, coded. Society, civilization all predetermined. How we behave all coded. Everything we do, everything we think, coded. Within the code we live. Outside the code we cannot go. Predetermined paths... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Eons in the making. Law of the jungle ruling our way. Etched on our soul. Survival, at all cost. Protecting territory, raiding for resources. Power to control, ruling over others. How do we survive? How do we... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Eons in the making. Law of the jungle ruling our way. Etched on our soul. Survival, at all cost. Protecting territory, raiding for resources. Power to control, ruling over others. How do we survive? How do we... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

The mind is a conduit. From there to here things move along. From the ether things are pulled, formulated and produced. Our reality is filling up being produced from nothing! No mind, no conduit, no reality, no ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Scraggly old man I be. Many years behind me now. Scraggly old man I be. Toil, hard work, back breaking work only thing I’ve ever known. Scraggly old man I be. Children born all grown up, grandchildren ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

4 AM Tough time. Dark time. Ghost haunting. Haunting the recesses the private places. Places where thoughts are born. Mistakes magnified, circling overhead. Regrets gnawing. Gnawing at the soul. The silent time.... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Hand on the wall, creation complete. Mouth full of pigment, sprayed on the hand. Artist signature for the eons to observe. I was here the artist shouts out. You don’t know who I am, but, I was he... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Is there a God? Big question! I do not know. No one knows. I do know, however, there is a creator. I look around, what do I see? I see things, created things. I see created things. A creator does not ... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Here and now. Not just here. Not just now. Continuum of existence. Flowing from one to the next. Limitless existence. One realm to the next. Segmented, no connection. Dreams. Dreams reflect what once was. Reality... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

Why? Why so much? It’s everywhere. Why? Our literature. Our movies. Our music. Our art. Everything. Human civilization, tightly woven with sex and violence. Wars are fought, careers destroyed, because of sex an... Read more

poem by E.J. Waling

It gathers, always been here. Waiting within. Pushing to control. Finding a home in some. Fighting those it can’t control. Weakness, exploits, control, power. Power/technology enough now to control the... Read more