Yet To Be

E.J. Waling

Yet

to be.

For all

those,

yet 

to arrive.

Created

in the

usual way.

As millions

before.

As millions

will be.

Arriving

fallow.

Devoid

of input.

Memories.

Clean 

hard drive.

Experience.

Manifesting 

in an

evolving 

space.

Realm.

As the 

time

dictates.

So the

new 

arrivals

assimilate.

Accepting 

what’s 

all around.

Modernity 

constantly 

updating.

Reconfiguring 

the next

round.

Arrivals.

All seems

normal

to those

in time.

  • Author: E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 25th, 2026 18:57
  • Category: Unclassified
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