A Dream Wrapped in a Sentence

Friday, September 19, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

How's your peace?

Not your Nation's, or even your friend's, but yours?

If you have the space and goodwill enough to be reading this, you have peace with yourself.

Share it.

A world where it's safe to read whatever we want, whenever we want, is a peaceful place to live.

Look at you, reading a poet's journal... isn't their anything on Netflix?

You're a certain kind of person. The world's missed you. You appreciate wonder, and Art; when you're awake for sunrise you consider it, if even for a moment, you do consider it.

The world's missed wonder like yours.

That some people go through life without a sense of awe, or an understanding of the possibility of magic, breaks my heart.

We're so sure of our Scientific selves; the World is flat.

Dreams and what dreaming is for is a Flat Earth scenario.

So, Dreamers, I'm glad you're here.

The Age of AI approaches. We'll have to redefine what it means to be human.

Not a Science-Fiction stretch of imagination, or a wild poet's whim, a concern for our future.

When our machines are better at doing what we say life is for now, what will be our purpose and point?

To make our dreams live.

To bring our dreams to Life.

The way it's always been.

An AI prompt is a dream wrapped up in a sentence you feed software.

So I urge you to take time alone and work on your dreams. You can only ever be as good as they are.

We feed ourselves prompts from our dreams. We call them thoughts. Your brain and body is your software and your hardware.

Get well with your dream of you, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.