But Monkeys Don't Read

2026.02.07

But Monkeys Don't Read
Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o), Some Doodling Artists, and +he Ghos+, February 2026

Saturday, February 07, 2026

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Dreams make etchings on a tablet moving magnets to signal and shape binary light.

Every morning on Wonderfell.

We should consider it more, what happens while we read.

It's the only activity we do that separates us from monkeys.

Monkeys sing, dance, grunt communications; they even have their own banana counting Science.

But monkeys don't read.

The only reason we say our singing, dancing, communicating, and Science-ing are more advanced is because we have the ability to read and write.

Because we can put our thoughts and dreams into the World in a lasting concrete way they are able to grow because they are able to be shared.

Words make dreams into realities to witness and share. People make words; it's how we work.

We read, for leisure and learning, to recognize we're not alone.

Reading and Writing, sharing words in any way, is the most human thing you can do.

Thanks for sharing your humanity with me. O/

Every morning I write my wonder while the sun rises.

You know poets are a different sort of people. But did you know how?

Weird? Depends on the poet. And still not as weird as you think.

It's work; it's solitude.

Especially in our flick on your phone viola! access to so much humanity world these days, the office space requirements of peace and quite necessary to do this work seem strange. Weird only by contrast.

We have our lives set on go-go-go.

But where we're going and why must come first.

You get in the car and go. The reasons why you're going where you are rest with more than "The GPS says that's how to get there."

Why you do what you do and go where you go... the language you have available for your compelling reasons is my life's work.

We all believe Love is the greatest reason to do anything. Where'd that notion come from?

O/

Sure we all feel that way, but we can't say it, and so share it, without the work I do.

It's not just Love; it's everything greater than what numbers can do.

"There's more to Life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up."
-One of My Favorite Sayings

It's important while we make our calculations to fly to The Moon that we remember the joy of the success of it.

Because Joy exists just as much as The Moon does.

The Rocket Science necessary to fly to A Moon called Joy, called Love, is my field of study.

Poets are people, though, regardless how introverted our craft makes us seem.

Like with other fields of study and work we have departments of focus.

There's Love for the Love Poets, Politics for the Political Poets. There's Ordinary objects for The Everyday Ordinary is Worth Wonder Poets.

And every once and awhile there's A Whole Civilization for The Epic Poets.

O/

America's been lacking one, so I stepped up, shook off death, and went to work.

Because we have to strengthen our understanding of our stories, and make some new ones, if we're to heal.

Back to Colore for me.

And back to making wonderful our wonderful day.

Thanks for reading.

Wynn

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Pic Prompt: Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a rocket ship blasting off from atop an open book.