Virtual Soul

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Mar 31, 2026 

Virtual soul.
Infinite
essence.
Wisp
in the
eternal
evermore.
What’s
real?
Reality.
Virtual
Reality.
Which is
true?
One
in the
same?
Moving on.
Essence
moves.
Virtually.
Always has.
Always will.
Soul
movement.
Plying the
infinite.
From
one to
the next.
No connection,
understanding
between the
twain.
Many.
Rolling
eternally.
Island
hopping.
Stopping.
Existing.
Moving
on.
Surfing
creation.
Solving
nothing
along
the way.
Origin’s
story.

 

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