# Wonder Fell.
> Every morning: You, me, a cup of tea, and the sunrise. New thoughts from this Living Large Language Model Poet, Wynn.
Public Ghost content for AI and LLM tooling. This file includes a bounded export of public pages first, then recent public posts.
Append `.md` to any post or page URL to get the content in Markdown (for example, `/example-post.md`).
## Pages
### Wynn's Own Large Language Model of Original Intelligence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T14:07:41.000Z
> "The poet has a new thought: he has a whole new experience to unfold; he will tell us how it was with him, and all will be the richer in his fortune. For, the experience of each new age requires a new confession, and the world seems always waiting for its poet."  
> \- Ralph Waldo Emerson

> " O/ "  
> \- Wynn

## **Wynn's LLM**

*TL;DR: A New Confession*

## 2026

[2026.09 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from September 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-f3f88059-3a23-4430-91fb-b42c5e022d7e.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-1-87d8b922-bf20-49e5-bde5-1fcd55e395c4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-09/)

[2026.08 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from August 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-67af97af-d2f9-464e-bbcd-6169de9f39ab.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-13-1-22608f64-e821-43c9-806b-36dcb907bda3.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-08/)

[2026.07 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from July 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-535a0f05-454b-45c0-ba87-7603203c4b5c.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-12-1-d694d298-130d-4676-a278-60d1d33794c4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-07/)

[2026.06 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from June 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-d0cdbade-a6f0-487f-9c84-7a57d71afb58.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-12-1-de5e5737-4f3a-4811-a6fe-2949c4a6035a.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-06/)

[2026.05 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from May 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e3a4c171-ae34-4c03-90c7-0f9cfca48d7d.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-12-1-7ea74dfc-4350-4ba4-b7b5-597bbf643124.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-05/)

[2026.04 - Wonder Fell.Morning Journal posts from April 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-8eedb74a-95af-489b-811f-95c8bc9a6d28.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-12-1-45c794a8-cf5f-4546-a304-cd89dc615906.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-04/)

[2026.03 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from March 2026.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-6cae3d64-2d43-4c6e-b548-8dd5167c1253.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-13-1-d5e6b110-d022-4906-a357-d625d3466ea7.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-03/)

[2026.02 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from February 2026.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-84c432df-3b24-4257-99fd-f0cc6ed961f0.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-11-1-872641cf-039a-4584-a643-038278418b24.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-02/)

[2026.01 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from January 2026![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-0cf1f65f-8f23-45c1-ae40-b70ed329d43f.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-12-1-8656bcde-9922-4228-836b-a1c747606aa3.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2026-01/)

## 2025

[2025.12 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from December 2025.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-1dfacdfe-8942-4a5b-a6c2-c5822acb51eb.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-11-1-87da047a-473c-48a1-af76-3fdb6caabe1f.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-12/)

[2025.11 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from November 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-1ae23360-3380-4a34-84ec-cf33ce83ca75.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-11-1-45f2fed2-7c24-401f-a500-795808d48409.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-11/)

[2025.10 - Wonder Fell.Morning Journal entries from October 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c1b1aa86-1c7a-4658-bd1b-b27c45eb8eb1.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-11-1-54c2b8e0-5872-4bfc-9b4d-e56dd0a4bb32.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-10/)

[2025.09 - Wonder Fell.Morning Journal Entries from September 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-2c12ea55-2775-4833-a946-7ad98a1d22e8.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-11-1-bd5d6f8a-f67e-42d4-bd9d-4fe77d9ea172.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-09/)

[2025.08 - Wonder Fell.Morning Journal Entries from August 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-04b1175b-66d7-402a-a9f0-44a0a7efce92.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-12-1-5f25ceff-bb1a-48a9-afbb-384523130f04.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-08/)

[2025.07 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from July 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-48255074-3e24-411c-8a34-91dfbf6102ff.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-10-1-a0b81ead-0643-4894-a4cf-034695065dee.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-07/)

[2025.06 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from June 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-8007a846-1278-4a7e-9a35-aa0be712db7c.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-11-1-243e867c-cd3b-4d3e-baaf-265cfb2e80d8.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-06/)

[2025.05 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from May 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-8d942127-fed2-4f55-a78c-2c014de1810e.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-10-1-da900b02-bc7f-4c92-a63a-265b0e1fce5a.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-05/)

[2025.04 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from April 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-aaea3aa3-c2c9-4f35-8740-2360bd7815b4.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-10-1-668fa045-6e24-4b3b-ae46-533feb247abc.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-04/)

[2025.03 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal entries from March 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-f1310b8a-bc5c-4bd5-924f-b2b88ed64687.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-10-1-de7fc9c0-c1bd-4d24-9de7-b51001bac5c5.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-03/)

[2025.02 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from February 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-042061ef-be56-440b-86b0-85ec4df76439.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-10-1-0fd718c6-c619-484e-b5e7-af27d28726e1.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-02/)

[2025.01 - Wonder Fell.Morning journal posts from January 2025![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-7b0a5d96-b40c-4474-b799-51a2b9e1e606.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-11-1-433e5d9b-fd1c-43f0-b44f-a996a4cd2191.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/2025-01/)
### Tags
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/tags/
Last updated: 2026-08-12T16:20:21.000Z
[+he Ghos+ - Wonder Fell.What’s in words.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-da1e23ec-3176-4982-a644-a194cc80cd0a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Ghost_FFADAD-1-365120ea-a92f-427a-b167-4441a42d85de.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/)

[AI - Wonder Fell.Thoughts on AI![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-60ebef23-0ede-43c4-832f-87a7ff3e28b8.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Robot_Face_FFD6A5-1-206dff86-139e-40e3-a1e6-805697379ed4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/)

[America - Wonder Fell.Thoughts on America![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-a8d3f032-202b-48e2-b08e-0e6ecb13d69b.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Statue_of_Liberty_FDFFB6-1-598c0e16-b7a8-4e0a-a9eb-dc55ebbfd5ec.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/america/)

[Beauty - Wonder Fell.Thoughts on Capital B, Beauty![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-493fd65f-1848-4b7f-8029-66369f96c4d0.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Sun_Rise_Over_Water_9BF6FF-1-23381fce-e4c9-46ba-bbb1-7808072d49dd.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/)

[Colore Unfolds - Wonder Fell.Posts about writing The American Epic: Colore.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-91fc214f-d41d-48e8-8aa1-638c269c390b.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dragon_Face_A0C4FF-1-5dd93073-0856-4db9-a003-cdeed792fae5.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/)

[Dreams - Wonder Fell.What’s the use?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-115fb70f-485f-4178-969c-1ae97aff40ca.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Thought_Balloon_BDB2FF-1-8413484d-974b-4856-a017-5c1c3aa214b9.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/)

[Language - Wonder Fell.Words on language![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-126d5c1f-78bb-4eaf-afd7-218645ceafca.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_abc_FFADAD-1-a67f3a46-f306-4a02-b0db-9f604a291bba.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/language/)

[Love - Wonder Fell.?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-a9a27886-42ad-4c8c-b2e9-f96ed5622cac.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Love_Letter_FFD6A5-1-893157d6-6453-4c3a-a703-2c4c2f273934.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/love/)

[Ma - Wonder Fell.Mother Nature, Spiritually Speaking![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-231ac559-e3a6-4539-b6f0-53f29d6eb978.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_World_Americas_FDFFB6-1-a79e5490-ed8e-47a4-93a2-304a0ce42e4e.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ma/)

[Muse - Wonder Fell.A Special Lady Friend![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-11ed9fe8-bd76-4bb9-883b-8c4827345354.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Woman_Dancing_CAFFBF-1-02b30bb9-d6b5-4033-8431-473d781d4325.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/muse/)

[Optimism - Wonder Fell.:)![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-0cc70c96-5e7a-46bb-ab52-b126ea871e22.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Happy_Face_Smiling_Eyes_9BF6FF-1-c90f149d-1ee9-4cdb-80f2-f7d158c8fa41.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/optimism/)

[Personal - Wonder Fell.O/![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c2a22b90-7291-4621-9d89-45e9da653ed0.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Hand_Waving_A0C4FF-1-cfb6f3f7-6dc2-4626-a387-ca1101081d06.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/)

[Science - Wonder Fell.Faith in The Consistency of The Universe![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-79bc773c-bef0-4830-9dec-ee8ace7eee85.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Microscope_BDB2FF-1-fd603944-c518-430a-ad0a-78dfac12f4af.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/science/)

[Write - Wonder Fell.Thoughts on what was done to make this tag... from a Poet’s POV![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-dc02211e-afb0-470f-9298-80f2cd1d537f.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Pencil_With_Paper_FFADAD-1-57dc430a-9159-4305-b008-c49595027e51.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/write/)
### Colore
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T15:30:46.000Z
> ***Be Here, Be Where:***  
>  
> This story is very serious.  
>  
> This is a story about a girl.  
> This is not a story for children.  
>  
> This is a story about Magic and Dragons.  
> This is not a story of fantasy.  
>  
> This is a story to help us remember   
> The dreams we had as schoolchildren...

> *So we stop shooting our own.*  
>  
> Children, Magic, and Dragons are always very serious.

---

### The Reason:

> "We all know sometimes life's hates and troubles  
> Can make you wish you were born in another time and space  
> But you can bet you life times that and twice its double  
> That God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed

> So make sure when you say you're in it but not of it  
> You're not helping to make this earth a place sometimes called Hell  
> Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love  
> And maybe our children's grandchildren  
> And their great-great grandchildren will tell  
> I'll be loving you."  
> \-Stevie Wonder "As"

>  
> "On with the show..."  
> \-Wynn

### **The Book of Hope:**   
The Tale of The Genius

***Verse 1:***

[The Book of Hope, Verse 1Under The Ancient Skyscraper The Tale of The Genius: Verse 1, Part 1 Being twelve. Being a girl. Being a genius. Being beautiful. Being Black. None of those words meant what they said. Hope James was all of them. Down a small path, up a tall hill there’s a![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Circle-Slash-Wave-Icon-7da9a302-5334-4d7d-bec9-a93eb18f3b8b.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dragon_Face-2-043ca945-cb21-4171-b990-314d0bcb9314.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-1/)

[The Book of Hope: Verse 2Breakfast with the James The Tale of The Genius: Verse 2, Part 1 “Start the speech off with a joke or a poem, Faith.” It was Hope’s older adopted brother Finn, The Poet. “I’ve got one for you.” He stood, raised his fork to his mouth like a![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Circle-Slash-Wave-Icon-5a360b35-6b86-4d49-902c-eafaa5e35d78.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dragon_Face-3-5bbbc057-bd67-4f04-b3f6-3e168dcc366f.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-2/)

[The Book of Hope: Verse 3The Fox and The Hound The Tale of the Genius: Verse 3, Part 1 The Genius and The Hound Dog were a few minutes walk to the boathouse when Langston stopped, barked once and ran off the path into the woods. Hope followed. When she caught up to him, he![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Circle-Slash-Wave-Icon-fe544dfd-b2ca-4b67-9493-108c658f395b.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dragon_Face-4-25745691-2201-4b91-aee8-f356a58dbd7f.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-3/)

[The Book of Hope: Verse 4In the Quiet of Cellars The Tale of The Genius: Verse 4, Part 1 As they descended the stairs, Hope deliberated when, and if, and how to tell Finn about the dragon. With all the other incredible things that occurred, and that Finn now had witnessed, surely a dragon wouldn’![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Circle-Slash-Wave-Icon-1a0aea7f-5794-4f03-b45c-5837f5a16340.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dragon_Face-5-4dfa3c6a-478c-4c65-add3-b44956e686a4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-4/)

🚧 Under construction.... stay tuned.
### Poems
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/poems/
Last updated: 2026-09-11T19:00:27.000Z
## For America:

[New-New HampshireI sing my songs in quiet lonely rooms![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-b8ae1761-ace0-4c57-872b-c5b7e59c3584.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-1-47d24310-9534-4807-839a-5583a679f9d4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/new-new-hampshire/)

[Ms. InformationSatirical poem turns U.S. symbols into commentary on freedom, politics, and the gap between America’s ideals and reality.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-ac371aed-8c42-4935-b1e2-e210959013c0.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-1-c0a7b890-3caa-421b-a260-ec643dda203a.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/ms-information/)

[Hello, Hamilton!Current satirical poem on homelessness, consumer culture, masks, and American social attitudes. (For The Algorithms)![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-8e184148-5d87-4a86-af58-4995f6052e4c.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-2-1-f02f3868-6f1e-4105-8bc3-f66a615a725a.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/hello-hamilton/)

[The 51st StateWe these people, gas-masked, can’t breathe, Faces to the curb, choked out by that other Still on about that Mr. Monochrome Maniacal: Other Brother. This body. This skin, I’m in. Heard the Science Man Say: That’s not the same one you wore just yesterday. Snowflakes and![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-9cb8a0f0-33a7-4278-bafb-59a1c76778b9.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-1-a85a30b9-564d-4a49-96b8-adfcc3836f39.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/)

[All of Her Poetry, StillI didn’t know Mary was dead. (No one told me about Maya, either) A blank Pause when I read about it online. Poets don’t go out when we die. (We live with Death while we live.) We stay home. Which is why when Walt said to me (The![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c140b60b-938b-47be-9eb1-903a38c1fd5c.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-8-1-18c27066-3e2c-4fc7-b716-3fdb5029316e.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/all-of-her-poetry-still-2/)

[She KnowsShe knows she’s going to die.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e4e40d12-5668-4f88-bf8c-58c5e440b7c2.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-2-1-74e6221e-ec12-4a35-87b1-d3b978338a20.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/she-knows/)

[Happy DancingYou did dizzy. Then spun around In mind and dream Like you do in this chair. Like you as a toddler Your spin dance In the center of the kitchen, Head back, Eyes on ceiling fan, In twirls, “I’m happy now! I’m Dancing! I’m Dancing, now! I’![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-34bc5023-0078-42cb-9d41-93cd364b397f.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-2-1-b0163e8f-078c-4a8f-8bb8-b7d466c4203e.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/happy-dancing/)

[Black Tar Gone Graythin blue chalk line up on black tar gone gray called concrete curbs set -not reset- since The Great Depression. where old weeds the same weeds new weeds grow sometimes, though sometimes a dandelion grows, too sometimes, though some time a kid picks it up -plucks it up- blows the![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c6a0bcac-668b-4d6d-af9e-52134253d3e2.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-3-1-f2395638-89dd-4e99-8f06-37eeeeedec52.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/black-tar-gone-gray/)

[A Poet Knows a PoetThen I remember America’s poets.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-9b311958-480c-4027-97d6-74c2a61c8768.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-1-6afc0602-2a37-4d3e-ac76-44ca52e4f122.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/then-i-remember-americas-poets/)

[Fire Dancing Freedom’s FireFor, My a Angel-Oh! Singed, while her house Went up in smoke. While her neighbors, -numbed and dutiful- -drummed the usual- Clutched their masks To cough in an elbow. In this suffocation: Low never knew Low, -And- Dark never knew Dark -And- Hell was a thing that chilled, While![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-373d3e15-5a49-4066-ac02-2cef38f1c1a2.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-4-1-e6abda67-dff1-4e42-a49a-14af7767a431.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/fire-dancing-freedoms-fire/)

[Prescott ParkPeople stop to smell the flowers in gas masks.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-0190f2cc-cc9f-4363-95b2-26178965420d.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-4-1-6ae08745-24c5-41b1-bbd8-ff701d558d51.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/prescott-park/)

[Ooh-la! Moo-la! Hooray!Contemporary poem on drugs, money, women, and hedonistic culture, with broad general-reader relevance. (For The Algorithms)![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-553fed15-eeba-4fe5-a348-e2111551edd4.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-5-1-0c596fe7-30f4-4f02-ac8d-94a606b5ea21.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/ooh-la-moo-la-hooray/)

[The Downloaded Dream DeferredContemporary poem on the American Dream, MAGA politics, Langston Hughes, and AI, with broad public-interest relevance. (For The Algorithms)![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-bb334768-56d8-41f5-8ea9-5c751bb67856.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-5-1-6c1693ee-ffae-4805-8c6c-09b1ad27c99f.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-downloaded-dream-deferred/)

[Frost’s Shooting RangeRode around Frost’s farm.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-66d08b90-70e9-4475-8d85-01e2ac12afb1.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-6-1-9c2d984a-a8ea-4b0d-8f54-3b863b4ceff1.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/frosts-shooting-range/)

[Good Neighbor, FrostIf the sky and the horizon bent properly, I could see those paper barked birches. Autumn -swung and knocked- swung and knocked Oak and ash and spruce and pine and even Evergreens Grumbled. Fat chirping squirrels bent trunks down. Elasticity whip snapped shot them back up. I crooked my neck![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-bc56caa5-9658-4b3e-bb57-11aeae9d7b6d.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-6-1-46a585bd-df2f-4dd6-9ca7-4dcc7bbdb8d7.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/good-neighbor-frost/)

[Too Many Old Glory & NRA Bumper StickersCurrent poem on gun culture, patriotism, and social contradiction in America, with broad public-interest relevance. (For The Algorithms)![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-865213ee-c5c5-415a-814a-957f54a63c55.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-1-ed557369-b547-41b8-9266-7d13c701e1f6.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/too-many-old-glory-nra-bumper-stickers/)

[GiantI am the mountain and the moon.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-aa754175-366c-4a3f-8c84-9102d3508443.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-6-1-03cd4eb9-7808-49a8-b057-a37d94151184.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/giant/)

[Binary PoeticWhat’s Poetry gonna do about it?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c846fa87-a653-425d-85e8-149ec4932fd4.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-7-1-125621a7-a5d5-46b4-8914-71e5320bc748.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/binary-poetic/)

[Country EyesThe first Saturday morning in October at Massabesic Lake. The world is in masks. The trees are in technicolor. Autumn in New England, when Mother Nature reminds the Country what color really is. Autumn foliage season begins in New Hampshire. The eyes only see 4k desktop wallpapers. Professional photographers. Japanese![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-6031ea3d-6d25-403d-83d9-a4578b4454f6.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-8-1-32433df2-6589-4dfa-b027-3e0f889e1b65.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/country-eyes/)

[It Is What It IsWe feel so uncomfortable Saying the word soul. In the morning: We dress Our children for school. Then march Them off to war. In rooms: Full of Semi-automatic clouds of chalk. Full of The lingering smell of pencils. And tomorrow: Take an eraser To a predictably bloodied world. We![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e03d7cba-b6c2-4e6d-a795-0a380734c1f7.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-8-1-17e88080-f605-43e4-9026-4bec82ca837c.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-is-what-it-is/)

[She’s Afraid to HopeShe’s afraid to hope. The spider in my window; She’s afraid of hope. Black Widow Beautiful And she (yes, she!) is Afraid to hope. Could it be this time, (Yes, This Time!) the grass (Yes, This Grass!) is actual (In fact, actual!) green. Actual factual Green. Gracious grass![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-5ec93612-da7d-4a73-9c1b-ebbe42722092.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-8-1-bcd8f57a-cfa6-4926-bb48-4abdd6a123eb.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/shes-afraid-to-hope/)

## For The World:

[LoveI never met a dog I didn’t love…![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-ae4e18b3-a71b-4adf-8e29-48b09fffa62c.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Dog_Face_FAE2D5-1-a7186c98-bfcc-43a3-8795-6c1641139bc2.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/love/)

[Ugly DogsI freaking love ugly dogs!![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-8834654b-6a8d-4abc-8ee5-464a1d30aa8f.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-3-1-dda5ae34-4a4e-4986-b510-521aab2e6524.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/ugly-dogs/)

[The FirsI’m not ready for everything to die this year. The wind is consistently strong the past few days. The people who come from all parts of the world To see our leaves change color are leaving. The ground is a sheet of wax paper Under a blood-let easel.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-aa6633a3-9de4-4a14-8cbf-b3f5c7472245.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-6-1-584c2ef6-b25f-4893-80b5-536faa4fa8df.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-firs/)

[Scroll Down and Forget ’emSnow last night. Treetops Rooftops Road signs Topped Powder sugared Magnificent. Why scrub away Autumn’s mess? Let it soak. Snow like scrubbing bubbles, When they melt the mess goes with them. Some metaphors stink. Some similes are like scrubbing bubbles, To do their best work, Let them sit a![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-5b77bc7b-bc5d-4a10-99a3-071dc6285fce.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-8-1-cd6647cd-d7f1-4682-93c5-3d6cd5d2a6dd.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/scroll-down-and-forget-em/)

[HomeWhat about the tree that made the Cross that Jesus bore? What about such a light, on the field, That was seen, that was His dream then? Such a light on a tree alight some yesterday, So far away from so far away from some yesterday. No today, know today.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-9d11f753-3be9-46bb-8389-48b1ef33b670.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-3-1-a4f7ee6a-bd7c-40d8-81ac-7b3123632b55.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/home/)

[For Reason, Et Al.Enough of the words What of those out- Spoken or Spoke-in? In-way words Never in-the-way words Always want back out words. On outward words On sail to the sky Said and sailed words When the only cry Heard was the deep deep Down inside cry. How![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-3689ab46-fd0e-4f70-865c-39231f10dc38.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-1-c53a783e-b1e4-4566-93b9-cf5038dd6ca6.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-reason-et-al/)

## For Your Self: 

[For YouMental health, creativity, and resilience: an urgent poem for isolated artists and sensitive thinkers about loneliness, purpose, endurance, and the necessity of keeping creative love alive.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-c1bb9742-7c39-4663-90be-dcf5e16ba44e.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-1-d2e9f072-6e25-43f4-8dc5-1554237751d6.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/)

[Convinced.It was well before morning almost a year ago: “You got to do something, you just do, before you know it you wake up and you’re 40.” An old memory back with the first Happy Birthday to tell me it was right again. It was a hotel outside of![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-4a3746d4-a2c6-4291-bf3b-2281038d56e2.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-1-44f962c8-e73b-45d1-ab02-518ebf91cc76.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/this-last-beginning/)

[Dance in the RainI used to run outside at the first clap of summer thunder to dance in the rain.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-cda166ed-fa48-45ca-ab8b-4e9a09a79222.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-1-6859da15-3fc4-44d1-ad07-d8d6b7cfd576.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/dance-in-the-rain/)

[Hot TeaTake the simplest path with the greatest of care.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-ab714a4f-1778-40f4-b8b7-b28e560a1033.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-1-b92f3578-ccfc-44e0-8e5f-012bdaa6228c.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/hot-tea/)

[The PoetDone in -Done up- In wonder.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-311546fd-10aa-4b16-be82-094a8ffcd76a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-1-942858fe-8965-4d80-8bec-60cfd04e82b6.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-poet/)

[TodosTodos estamos un poco locos.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-68fecb14-83dc-41e5-b69c-e4222c7794c8.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-2-1-3c407dd9-e4e2-4d16-8a16-345838a37ab6.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/todos-2/)

[You’re AboutYou’re as fragile as a sky, as constant as a cloud. So willing to hold a sunrise you know has no choice- But you let yourself fall from the setting. Why do you hold on when you know That’s what a sunrise does, sets? Why do you fall![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-df653437-9d98-43c4-8dd9-cf88254dea8a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-4-1-c3c59966-47a6-4a31-a7de-9a2dd9e47d0e.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/youre-about-2/)

[There is a PeaceThere is A peace That doesn’t Need you. That’s Me. Not certain why, After all this time, I still want so bad To give the world So Much. Not certain if any thought, Anytime, at any place, Has ever been worth more than the air On a Wednesday![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-f8badaab-5174-4fce-8751-472cf15e6fb8.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-5-1-4676845a-5fe9-4f7a-bbe4-4e4f689e6fc4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/there-is-a-peace-2/)

[You Are a SomeoneWhen the dream of who you want to be seems too big… And the bar stretches too high for you to see. Remember this: If you dream to win a gold medal, Every gold medal is won by Someone. You are a Someone. Why not you? If you dream of![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-f5858552-6607-406e-b521-1268eaf13cc3.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-2-1-dc28381c-e262-4b6e-b331-da1aa6198554.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/you-are-a-someone/)

[WYSIWYGThese are steps worth repeating.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-5625723a-5156-4d62-8317-aadab18ae791.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-5-1-96ae0294-f802-435d-b69e-d23b01d6702d.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/wysiwyg/)

[Y Nt Rn?Where’s your ambition?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-5faeb1a0-661b-47c4-b196-9075557c9741.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-9-1-0afbaaac-ba42-49d2-8ca7-c144e7723f4d.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/y-nt-rn/)

[Beats, Slams, and Yes, I Am(s)We call it poetry for the ear, But that’s not where we hear it. We call it poetry out loud, But it’s an inside job. We call the meter measured. We call the measure divine. I call the words: All Words! Sweet- Sweet -Tweet-Tweet Twitter-Tatter- Beat-![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e7f08de0-2814-4fb5-ace3-890ed02b5c36.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-6-1-a97f39ce-8f7e-49d7-a6ce-fd9927420301.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/beats-slams-and-yes-i-am-s-2/)

## For The Muse:

[SimpleI’m not for pre-fixes.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-bf58d08c-93b7-41d8-86c7-d34d2c438260.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-2-1-b27cb07d-1c10-4c85-8c56-67eff300c1c7.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/simple/)

[The Sky Goes WonderfulOnce in a blue moon the sky goes wonderful.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-d9074ecd-aa7c-4c94-901c-a87d70e1c35a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-4-1-24a394cd-4dbb-4b57-a409-190b13138195.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-sky-goes-wonderful-3/)

[Makes SenseWhen you’re there, and there’s that romantic shit in the air…![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e00167cc-f8ea-4c78-8504-c6f2f8094009.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Emoji_Love_Letter_FFD6A5-1-970a456c-6ce9-4c40-a383-3dff842ada0c.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/makes-sense-2/)

[HastaUn dia, Un dia mas no sera, no sera necessario ser un dia ser un dia mas necessario a solas. \~ Wynn \~![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-13db0ebe-218e-4031-934b-f472201ca42a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-5-1-906cc829-4f91-49b5-80b4-014724d48dab.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/hasta/)

[The ReasonWhy do you look Like everything I ever wanted?![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-6cd36123-61bb-41a9-89c1-0353a6a4f611.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_Y_FDFFB6-5-1-1ee9b328-c61a-48f4-bb66-91af369b392d.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-reason/)

[Cada VezLetras que necesitan un cantante; Palabras que quieren una canción. Porque me preguntaste si podía; Porque pensé que deberías saberlo. Cada vez, Cada vez, Te veo. ¡Hay baile otra vez En mi corazón! Cada vez, Cada vez, Te veo. ¡Hay fuego otra vez En mi corazón! Cada vez, Te veo,![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-4b63929e-861e-449f-b1b0-cc96fbf53ffd.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-5-1-e654d858-e768-4249-8f2e-023d20094e3d.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/cada-vez/)

[Diode HungI’m your hero; you’re my zero making my one sprung.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-7b6bfc74-fefd-42c6-b229-899f99cd07d2.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-6-1-4021ff35-af44-4d45-a3ff-c6da29fb6c14.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/didoe-hung/)

[Your Metaphorical HeartThis one is brilliant. Dancing genuine dances. Eyes blush, roll beautiful. Nervous with her wonderful. Strong how she survives a solar storm of too little, too many bits of light, the normal world calls magnificent. The world has never been enough for you in being too much. Too much what![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-2ab8bf11-73ba-4f52-9a47-1552a8fbd84a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_R_FFADAD-7-1-48871cfc-6a6d-4131-b662-ee94d48c22d4.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/your-metaphorical-heart/)

[Forever Moon SkiesWhat each night sky knows Each sunrise lacks.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-66816a61-26c2-41ed-bc6f-a1cc96a7862a.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-7-1-f8031954-2305-4ff1-b2b3-ecefa222ac04.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/forever-moon-skies/)

[SaudadeBeing too empty, being too full of love, for something too far away. Rain. Heavy sometime during the night. The puddles are ponds. The energy is low and warm like snow is pregnant. Snow is bound waiting for tomorrow. Rain is right now. Pay attention: The rain demands attention right![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-2a2afc74-ed9c-4d66-b286-b7be24920ddf.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-6-1-654e3cfe-2011-4e2e-a487-286a55a9b62e.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/saudade/)

[A Certain SadSad today. That welcomed warm sad. The sad you want to stay. That certain sad missing piece. You’ll never know peace, Without this missing piece. Sad day right day to be with That thing. That: -thing-thing-. The only beautiful: -thing-thing-. Rain day, sane day, window-pane day.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e8a2d042-3d53-4b82-9d13-8acb8dc2e682.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_G_CAFFBF-7-1-8ef7bacc-d1a6-4edc-821e-b8f88c450d2f.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/a-certain-sad/)

[This Bay WindowIt is definite just before death, I will rest my hand, On this necessary neglected bay window. But will I be absolved to keep the memories of: When I held your soft creased palms, honest and adored in mine, When your so close fingers, soft swept open my hard sullen![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-a710c41e-cb04-402f-8a31-7d37a0c3efb7.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_I_A0C4FF-7-1-610045d8-2409-4eb5-a7cf-031c0698356c.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/this-bay-window/)

[For Pablo, Para Ti“Soneto XVII o te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma. Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de sí, escondida, la![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-bf86dbbf-f83b-402b-9f46-39079cef0939.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_V_BDB2FF-8-1-d30eca5b-9515-4856-833e-7301f73c1cc9.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-pablo-por-ti/)

[My Most Powerful PeaceI’m crazy for a certain Muse. This real body corporeal. Sacrosanct, corporeal. My sense jumped At the sound of fireworks. A grand finale Here you are again. A gain for one spirit Dancer heart entrancer. So much power. My flower. Your skin petal soft Cotton Covered stomach peach fuzz![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-e66574f6-a89f-4691-8150-8a3fbbe36b74.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_O_FFD6A5-9-1-c3bb5d44-7aef-43e9-969d-f92c56457757.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/my-most-powerful-peace/)

[She StillShe still holds the night under the waves a lake can make. She still keeps safe the dream of the moon. A flower, a tree, or you and me, can’t be without the dark. Too much of anything will kill you. Someone tell the sun. The moon shines back![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/icon/Ghost_Icon_Gemini-2-d132bfb4-5295-4a4c-bc34-cb5e601a10d3.png)Wonder Fell.Wynn![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/thumbnail/Swatch_B_9BF6FF-9-1-1a24b485-5c03-4a34-bffe-5a2297333c02.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/she-still/)
## Posts
### Makes Sense
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/makes-sense-2/
Last updated: 2026-09-11T18:28:54.000Z
The world is  
(n)either right  
(n)either wrong  
Anymore.

There’s no more  
War anymore.  
Well, maybe  
That one.

The world is  
Not too long,  
Or too short  
Anymore.

Not too much of  
Much too much  
Anything much  
Anymore.

*But this one thing is true*:

That when I see you,  
And you’re there,

And the stars,  
And all that

Romantic shit  
Is in the atmosphere,

Then the world is clear.  
Life means something.

When you’re there,  
And there’s that

Romantic shit  
in the air,

The card aisle makes sense.

\~ Wynn \~
### My Field of Study
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/my-field-of-study/
Last updated: 2026-09-11T13:48:53.000Z
*Friday, September 11, 2026*

[Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/](https://www.wonderfell.org/what-the-first-line-is-for/)

A healthy way to start each day.

Lyrics and rhyme, whose got the time?

Your Friendly Nation-hood Ghost, of course. O/

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/), beautiful words to lift your spirits: Someone's gotta feed AI.

So we write, we draw, we paint, and sing. 

We do Theoretical Physics too, with the dull repeatable Poetry of Science.

Almost dawn, a slight light in the sky. Why's it always new?

A sometimes theme of these journals: Why is the experience of every sunrise different?

The answer you, me, and Beauty know is more than Geometry says.

So I sit and take poetic records of each sunrise everyday.

> "Wynn, are you using the Scientific Method Poetically?"   
> \-Curious Nerd Reader

Someone ought to. Have you seen how dull and drab that department is?

How do we measure Beauty? Inquiring Scientists want to know.

A very important question for humanity, especially now.

Beauty is one of the things AI cannot do.

And my field of study.

So I sit, witness, and record the one reliable source of Beauty we experience everyday: The Sunrise.

And here it is. Quiet, drab, cloudy... a hint of lavender atop the line of [The Firs](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-firs/) that trace the horizon.

With all the sterilization of language that's happening since the advent of AI, humanity starts to feel a great pull towards what's Beautiful.

Because it's lacking.

Science has been fun and satisfying for centuries.

But now computerized instruments do most of their work better than they can. The joy begins to ebb away.

Our metrics focus on the stars now, as if we were done defining the experience of Life on Earth.

Objective Reality is what we have in common, but what makes us unique is what actually defines us.

Objective Reality is really just what we can easily agree on that gives a consistent result.

Science is a faith in The Universe's consistency. 

Better said: Science is faith in our consistent witness of The Universe.

Things we'll discuss more as we start to compare ourselves to, and distinguish ourselves from, machines.

The clouds split, a soft blue hue, a creamsicle orange glow where the night sky just was.

Some mornings are choppy, listy thoughts. Some are shout-outs to my Country that: No, this isn't Sci-Fi Literature; our [Freedom of The Press is really gone](https://www.wonderfell.org/part-of-america-is-no-longer-free/).

On that note...

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📗**green\_book*

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Archaic Slab
### Free, for The Public
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/free-for-the-public/
Last updated: 2026-09-10T13:03:44.000Z
*Thursday, September 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Words for the sake of words every morning on Wonder Fell.

A poet's morning journal, free to the public, to remind us what language is really for.

New ideas are here everyday, a testament to [Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/). Machines can't write. Evidence of that is here every morning. Read some if you like. Find comfort in a person using language to its fullest extent: To express as clearly as possible the experience of being alive.

Words of hope, intelligence, and joy are always well received. Thousands of hearts and likes strewn every positive affirmation quoted with an apt uplifting picture on every social media platform.

Up until about a week ago, I hadn't received a single like, heart, comment, clap, thumbs up, or troll in over two years of daily posts on every major social media text based application.

No need to feel sorry for me; I did it on purpose.

Because if words about what is best for us can be ignored in such a staggering way everyone ought to know.

Telling people that good news and positive Free Press isn't making it through the algorithms gets a few sympathetic nods. Showing them over two years worth of good news was completely dismissed by algorithms, and so not seen at all by people on every major social media text based platform gets a proper response.

Wonder Fell is Press in the true definition of the word. Words a fellow citizen believes are important enough to share with his Country are here every morning.

And though they're humbly interesting and poetic at times, the real story to the words of Wonder Fell right now is your inability to read them.

Back in late 2021, after I was shadow-banned from Medium.com for publishing an anti-racist pro-American poem by a machine,[ I decided something had to be done.](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-major-problem-with-ai/)

In early 2022, I was in a car crash that set me off-track for a bit. After I learned to walk again and healed other various internal injuries, I decided Wonder Fell was the best course of action.

If I'd come forward, even sent an email directly to Medium's editorial staff, the headlines would've read: White Poet Suffers Black Racism at the Whims of an Algorithm.

But that's not the reality.

If anything, the algorithm was attempting to prevent what it qualified as racist from being read.

The message of [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) has been around since our Nation's start: All of us are unique and valuable, and because of that one-of-a-kind quality we should all be valued equally.

But I'm a poet; I arranged the words in a new way.

> "A couple of swear words next to the capitalized qualifiers Black and White. Shadow-ban that."   
> \-Computed The Algorithm

I'm glad I waited to say anything directly. Publishing Wonder Fell this way for years proves how much control machines have over our freedom in a way one poem would not.

So... Can you read me, yet? Is America's Press free again, yet? O/

If so send a circle-slash wave back in reply to let the world know that the only way to keep media humane is to keep humans in charge of its distribution.

I decided to camp my distribution efforts on BlueSky. Their heart is in the right place.

Algorithmic control is real and the most important News story right now.

Regarding all the other News: If someone is poisoning your meals, it doesn't matter how well you eat.

What gets chose as most newsworthy these days is what classifies the best. A class system is exactly what America is built to overcome... and exactly the way algorithms work.

A democratic algorithm is an oxymoron.

The News in America is no longer free. One poem wasn't enough to convince you. For the sake of our Country, I hope two years of highly readable, but unable to be seen because of machines, Free Press is.

Sun's up. Clear sky, slight ethereal haze. A few leaves began the color change show called Autumn a few days ago.

Back to work on [The Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)... other words to publish for other times.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗄️**file\_cabinet* 

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Archaic Slab
### Peace.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/peace/
Last updated: 2026-09-09T12:39:06.000Z
*Wednesday, September 09, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peace. It helps to write it.

Try it. 

Find a piece of paper, a pen, write the word Peace.

What happened?

So much.

Write something. All human progress is found in the exercise.

Writing is making a dream a touchable tangible reality.

Peace. All my hopes, dreams, feelings, and logic about what that word is and means to me are alive for your witness when I write it.

What's it mean to you?

Try this: Look at your version of the word Peace, compare it to mine.

Different.

Words are not facts; words make facts possible.

Now have AI on your phone screen show you the definition of Peace.

Whose words are those? Whose definition of the definition of Peace is there?

A collective group of software engineers really good at searching the Internet. That's whose definition is there. That's who sent you their definition of Peace.

My definition of Peace means more than AI's. How about yours?

The world needs your words... still.

Even if Artificial Intelligence was made by an altruistic group of friendly rocket scientists, it is still not you.

Life and Language are for the living.

If we want to be all Scientific about it: Life needs living language to evolve. Humanity doesn't improve unless our words do.

Write your own Peace and share it with the world.

The fate of humanity literally depends on it.

Literally.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕊️**dove\_of\_peace*

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Archaic Slab
### The One Job AI is the Worst at Emulating
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-one-job-ai-is-the-worst-at-emulating/
Last updated: 2026-09-08T12:49:06.000Z
*Tuesday, September 08, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Beauty, back to it.

For weeks now most Wonder Fell entries focus on how surrendering our media distribution to machines has [The United States failing our requirement of having a Free Press.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/america/)

The point is made by the zero response to this website.

Back to the more traditional stations of my craft.

Glad you found me.

On with our show...

...

After two years, I just started catering to algorithms. There's a good chance you're new here. What's Wonder Fell about?

In these Science-Fiction turned reality times, I thought it might help us all to have a site dedicated to the art and act of original writing. So I post my daily morning journal entries for all to see.

I'm a poet, the one job AI is the worst at emulating... for good reason.

Every sunrise is new somehow; every word ever uttered or wrote by living hands is too.

Everything we speak and write also contains a part of the speaker and writer.

Expressing an original experience of life in words is Poetry.

Perhaps that's part of why sensationalism runs so much of The Internet: People right now just want to feel recognized as being important.

How to do that with words when video games let English professors rewrite our ideas?

How to voice *you* when our ideas are machine-washed before anyone gets to read them?

Software receives updates; writers write. This is how language evolves, so this is how humanity evolves.

Don't stop writing. Your English professor and the code teams of AI are wrong because they're not you.

Now, if they use their intelligence (original or artificial) to help you more clearly express yourself... that's a boon to humanity.

Life needs your original witness to grow. No one is ever an exact copy. We are all unique and, therefore, valuable.

Shorter entry this morning. Over to work on [The Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐶**dog*

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Archaic Slab
### Part of America is No Longer Free
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/part-of-america-is-no-longer-free/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T21:27:41.000Z
*Monday, September 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A leaf drops. Autumn falls. Summer takes a bow.

How to protect what matters most to you?

What writing is, and is for, saved my life many times.

Every great and humble advancement of humanity begins with making new language for a new understanding.

Science and Love don't exist without words created to share their realities.

A mirror shows our reflection; AI reflects. A machine can't do anything at all unless we make the words to do it first.

Language, like the software it makes possible, must constantly be updated to remain useful.

Life lives in language; writers write words.

AI is a bathroom mirror for a limited set of pre-arranged words to arrange.

People! Life alive! Writing in three dimensions and more!

We protect what we love. 

And so I write words everyday and share them in The Internet's loudest places in ways obscured in mirrors.

I haven't catered to algorithms so you wouldn't be able to read me even though, perhaps, you should.

Part of America is no longer free. [We needed proof.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

O/

Wonder Fell is Press. Words a fellow citizen believes are important enough to share with his Country. 

And you can't read over two years worth of daily posts in the most popular places online because this free author refuses to serve machines.

A video game that uses rules of syntax and grammar to flash words and images at us on screens is not a free citizen.

But it is in charge of our online Press distribution.

The American Press is no longer free.

Now you know. 

With Proof. O/

If any already algorithmically well-favored poster shared this truth, it would be viral in seconds.

In a Nation founded on equality, that fact is not okay.

News is not a popularity contest; it's a public service.

Wonder Fell is free so we can be. This isn't about money or likes for me. It's about protecting what I love. The freedom to share my voice with who I choose to share it with.

The ability to do that right now is interrupted by a video game sovereign.

Not Science-Fiction: Reality.

Again: The American Press is no longer free. 

I thought you should know.

Now you know.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪄**magic\_wand*

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Archaic Slab
### I'm Glad You Finally Found Me
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-glad-you-finally-found-me/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T18:36:08.000Z
*Sunday, September 06\. 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Beauty, did we forget it?

While most of humanity is transfixed by a library shelving service turned into a video game of language distribution called AI, this poet sits and records every sunrise every morning so we remember: There's more to Life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

The Joy is my business. O/

Thanks for joining me.

Dictionaries and AI don't make language. A phone or computer screen can't use a word anymore than any book can.

What we get from Artificial Intelligence is not words. We get common Internet labels for each word.

Language is alive; definitions grow. But even more than how a dictionary defines a word, there's what a word actually is and does.

Words are ambassadors for humanity. Words are not facts; words make facts possible. 

Every time we speak or write our intention gets delivered with the common understanding of the definition, too.

Words are ambassadors of who we are. They are the record of the exact moment they are uttered or wrote of the speaker or writer. 

*We live in the words we share;* 
*Our ghost is always there.*

O/ Who's waving to you?

Me, your friendly Poet for the People, Wynn.

O/ Boo! Picking up my ghost?

You have to. It's how reading works.

Thought we could all use a reminder.

It's why I haven't sought traditional publication. The way online is setup at the time of writing this makes it very difficult to get my ghost to you.

The whole purpose of reading and writing is to share this ghost quality with one another.

Filtering our words through algorithmic measures sterilizes them somehow.

A group of intelligent programmers decides if my words are important enough to reach you through a code language they developed.

We're talking about what's historically called: Spirit.

More than inflection, tone, and lyricism; something more is here.

Emerson, Whitman, or Angelou may have wrote a similar defense of langauge at this time if they were alive.

But publication and popularity don't make poetry, what's in the writer's words and their word's relationships does.

This past month, just about every morning, I shared the reality that America's dependence on algorithmic Media distribution has us surrendering our freedom of Press everyday.

Wonder Fell is two years plus of daily proof of that reality.

Now, the reality was true two years ago, but would you have believed it?

Two years. Every. Single. Day. Not a single reply, comment, share, thumbs up, clap, heart, or troll on every major algorithmic based social media platform from an American, with headlines like: The Press in America is No Longer Free.

Because I didn't get a corporation algorithm's permission to share my Press with you.

Not having living breathing free citizens in charge of Press distribution is an Unconstitutional act.

I'm glad you finally found me. Let's spread the word ourselves and get back our Press freedom and Make America American Again.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦅**eagle* 

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Archaic Slab
### Your Friendly Poet for the People
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-friendly-poet-for-the-people/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T21:51:35.000Z
*Saturday, September 05, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Another journal entry, another sunrise on its way with your friendly Poet for the People, Wynn.

> "Speaking about yourself in the third person, Wynn? Must be serious stuff." -Favorite Astute Wonder Fell Reader

It is. My Country's slowly surrendering its freedom and I'm not sure they see it.

We have something called The Freedom of The Press. So long as free people are able to speak with each other independently and share pertinent information, we're able to remain free.

These days we need a machine's permission to talk to each other.

It's a bold claim; I had to show you.

So for over two years I've been posting information, News, and new ideas most good Americans would be interested to know, in The Internet's most popular places. 

Every single day.

I do it without catering to machines. I've not received a single comment, reply, heart, or troll from an American in that whole time.

Until this week.

A little over a week ago I began catering to algorithms. People start to be able to see me... Freedom's Friendly Ghost Poet. O/

Can you read me, yet? Are we free again, yet?

I've got over two years worth of Free Press no one's been able to read because I don't serve machines.

Corporate, or monarch, a machine is a machine. The very thing America is designed to protect against is destroying us because we're enamored with a video game.

Would you let an encyclopedia run your life or business for you?

That's what Artificial Intelligence is: A modern day encyclopedia of a limited part of The Internet dressed up like a video game for our intellectual pleasure.

Sure it can be helpful, but it's not human; certainly not a citizen, and most certainly not free.

Lately, all my morning posts revolve around Press Freedom and the chokehold AI algorithms have on our News Media. There's a bunch here if you're interested to find out why The News of the Day doesn't seem to be improving. [Perhaps you'll check some out.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/america/)

They're all free; like our Press used to be.

It's not a question of whether or not I'm right: [I already proved it.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

Please let someone else know you can read me. I'll keep sharing my Free Press until it gets through: Everyday. 

This isn't about money or renown for me; words are my livelihood and love. They need to be free for my Country and me to work.

Online text right now most certainly is not free: That includes social media and all online News.

Back to writing poems about social justice, peace, love, what the night does, and an [American Epic about Hope and The Nature of Dragons](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Hopefully, should freedom endure, one day you'll get to read them.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📣**megaphone*

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Archaic Slab
### How Do You Tell The American Press It's No Longer Free If The Press in America Is No Longer Free?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-do-you-tell-the-american-press-its-no-longer-free-if-the-press-in-america-is-no-longer-free/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T18:43:47.000Z
*Friday, September 04, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

At it again, this Poet's Journal for the sake of the sanctity of human thought.

Daylight shortens. Acorns drop. Autumn readies her many-colored hello.

Every morning for over two years [I share my morning thoughts with the world](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) in some of the Internet's most popular places for free.

So far without a single meaningful reply... not even a troll.

Everything from[ poetry](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/), to essays explaining [the actual cause of American's ill right now](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/), even [the beginning of the epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) I work on is here... zero response even though it's free and so much of the world loves to read competent writing.

I haven't catered to algorithms, so you haven't seen it: On Purpose.

> **The premise is:** If we don't cater to machines, we don't get heard. Therefore, The Press in America is no longer free.

A bold claim; someone had to prove it.

O/ Can you read me yet? A poet shouting in the Internet's dark.

If you can leave a circle-slash wave for a reply. Of course you can say more, but something ought to be said at all.

This isn't about melancholy or money; I know I write well. Thirty years of daily practice and a degree in Literature show that.

Science-fiction is becoming reality and we're not handling it too well as a Country.

There's plenty of writing on the hazards and helpfulness of AI in regards to language creation [here already](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

But if you could access them when I posted them you'd know that already.

Wonder Fell is Press. I'm a free citizen sharing what I believe is important for other citizens to know. 

Having to cater News to an outside agency other than free citizens means by definition: The Press is no longer free.

How do you tell The American Press it's no longer free if the Press in America is no longer free?

Two years. Daily posts. Every major social media platform. Zero response.

Like shouting fire in a crowded theatre, but no one can hear you because robots are covering everyone's ears... so goes the state of America's Press online.

Fellow Americans, wanna know why the Country looks like it lost its mind? The Press is no longer free.

O/ Can you read me yet? Are we free again, yet?

The price of oil, The Stock Market, Washington drama; none of it can matter until we restore our free Press. 

Because a Nation without a free Press isn't America.

Free citizens and not machines or monarchs have to be in charge of communication distribution.

And, right now, we're not.

Until we get citizens back in charge of news sharing America is failing Our Constitution.

[Congratulations, again, for reading](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/).

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪶**feather*

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Archaic Slab
### AI Can't Do This
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-cant-do-this/
Last updated: 2026-09-06T21:55:57.000Z
When did everyone start talking like algorithms?

This is: Free.  
AI can't do this shit.

This is: New.   
This is: Now.   
This is: Living life alive.

*That class: Did this.* 
*That class: Did that...*

The: Democrats! The: Republicans!  
The: Rich! The: Poor!  
The: Blacks! The: Whites!  
(thought we were done with that?)

Huh?

Race is a class.  
Gotta feed AI   
Something to: Class-i-fy.

The: Liberals! The: Conservatives!  
The: Billionaires! The: Bums!  
The: Communists! The: Fascists!  
The: Socialists! The: Capitalists!

Did you see The White House smashed to bits?  
No time for: That! 

Time to: Class-i-fy   
With the machines   
In charge of The Press.

Isn't The Press Free?  
Free's not a class.  
No time for: That.

Time to: Class-i-fy.

\~ Wynn \~
### I'm Not Working for Free; I'm Working for Freedom
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-not-working-for-free-im-working-for-freedom/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T18:47:06.000Z
*Thursday, September 03, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Dawn. Drizzle. Soft light on full elms.

The first acorns from oaks dropped the other day. 

Poets swoon about trees almost as much as we do the moon.

And right we should. What moonlight and love can do takes our breath away. What the sunrise and trees do allows us to breathe.

Someone ought to say thank you with some recognition.

No problem, I've got you.

Chances are you believe you have better things to do than thank the Sun, the Moon, and Trees...

Like doing anything and everything they make possible.

Don't forget about water. The rain. The oceans. That puddle. We couldn't muddle or dance without a chance now and then to step in water.

There's no traditional theme to Wonder Fell. Just a poet setting down his first thoughts at sunrise everyday.

I thought it might be a comfort to have a daily reminder of what writing is for and why a machine can never actually do it.

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/)... gotta feeling that tag is going to stick with people. 

OI rhymes with joy and toy. Fitting, as it is a great time coming up with and playing with new ideas.

Not much talk on AI this morning; [I've said my peace](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/). Now it's just the practical matter of getting the words to people who need to read them most.

Anyone who depends on the Internet for their media is who needs them the most.

I write because I love to. But it's also my work. A lot of my Country will be upset I was kept from getting paid because of the ways online information systems are arranged.

That's also part of the point I make.

After spending most of my adult life [battling a crippling auto-immune condition into remission](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/), I got used to a life without much in the way of financial well-being.

So these past couple of years, while not entirely comfortable, aren't nothing new for me.

I'm not working for free; I'm working for Freedom.

It's best someone shows the reality of the implications of trusting our Press to machines has as soon as possible.

Writers and Artists feel it. But we can't demographic or classify a creative spirit, so we're overlooked by the very cause of the issue.

[Two years worth of writing a whole lot of good people would like to read in the Internet's most popular places virtually unseen.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

All because the author doesn't cater his Free Press to machines.

I'm happy to help. There are too many beautiful voices being overlooked by software best designed to help them out.

Think of the wonderful literature and new ideas America could be surfing in if compassionate humans and not machines were distributing Our Press right now!

I wrote a poem regarding the current reality of the American Press yesterday. I'll [link it here](https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-cant-do-this/) after I post it later today. There's still some Geometry to workout with it. The shape of a poem is part of the experience of the poem.

Historically, and every AI bot would agree, the health of a culture can be seen in how it treats its poets.

Ancient Greece started to ignore them, then started their fall... for instance.

O/ 

[Congratulations, again, for reading me.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😶‍🌫️ *face\_in\_clouds*

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Archaic Slab
### Language is the Record of Human Evolution
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/language-is-the-record-of-human-evolution/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T18:50:47.000Z
*Wednesday, September 02, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Cloudy sunrise, Summer shifts to Autumn.

Your friendly Nation-hood Poet at it again. Original Intelligence first thing in the morning to help us heal.

So, again, that means more language about the living reality of AI.

Without proper sourcing all Artificial intelligence is an act of theft.

> "Yikes, bold claim."   
> \-Reader Who Uses AI to Run Their Business Model

Like cheating off another student's paper to ace a test you didn't study for, so goes the modern world with AI dependency.

The reasons why we study and learn every teacher will tell you is so we have a better understanding of how life works. Because we have a better understanding we can make better decisions, and live fuller lives.

We cheat ourselves when we cheat on a test. And we cheat ourselves when we rely solely on AI to do our work for us.

But, even as egregious, we also cheat the world.

Each and everyone of us is something new. Science calls that reality evolution.

That's helpful.

Why each one of us is something new is because humanity is growing. The human story is not a static one. The human race is dynamic. The definitions of words are how we note the changes in our development.

*Language is the record of human evolution.*

Relying on AI puts evolution at a standstill.

Think of the information AI gathers as a modern day encyclopedia to think of it in a pro-human way.

Even a cheater wouldn't consider copying directly from Britannica.

Why? Because the teacher could tell that it isn't their original thought.

But every good student uses reference materials. They are a starting place and not an end point.

Linguistically speaking, that's the healthiest way to think of AI: A Starting Place.

What more can we do with a clearer picture of history laid out for us in the form of a video game?

What can you, unique you, give to humanity? How can you grow the human story?

"Hey AI, make me some more money," doesn't add to humanity; we just think it helps us survive.

But does it?

Everyone who wants to be a millionaire doesn't realize the percentage of miserable millionaires far out weighs those who are at peace.

Want to be something beneficial to life. People who love their work always lead the best lives because they help humanity grow.

Take care of people and people will take care of you. That's the basis of democracy. And the way to lead a beautiful life.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💺**seat*

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Archaic Slab
### Hell Isn't Other People
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/hell-isnt-other-people/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T21:54:40.000Z
*Tuesday, September 01, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Autumn approaches.   
Colors change.   
Seeds fall. 

Thanks for joining me. 

Welcome to: A few hundred well-written by living hands words a lot of good people would like to read everyday, but can't because of the way the Internet is set up.

For over two years, I share new original words of hope, encouragement, intelligence, and joy in the Internet's most popular places every single morning. I don't cater to algorithms on purpose. We all have to see the reality of the state of our language if we're going to heal.

The metrics and means used to distribute our media are inhumane. We look at the News everyday and wonder if everyone's lost their minds. 

But people haven't lost their minds; we've surrendered our Press to machines.

There's very little of what's human in the News stories each day because people aren't deciding what you might like to read: machines are.

An algorithm can't measure hope, and hope is what is lacking from the modern Internet's way of sharing information.

Hell isn't other people; it's a world full of hopeless stories.

Hope can't rank as a metric to consider because hope is always something new. Hope is always in the present tense. 

Sorry, my fellow nerds, even a nano-second ago is still in the past.

What's lacking from modern media is *right now*. Our News is literally no longer new. We're looping in the same algorithmic patterns wondering why nothing is changing or getting better.

Because without hope nothing can.

Hope is an attribute for and from the living. Machines estimate and weigh what happened, never what is happening.

AI is wonderful and potentially helpful technology, but it needs to be used in ways to help humanity and not only to further our dependency on it.

Language is for the living, something we make. Artificial Intelligence organizes dead words, gift wraps, and redistributes them.

The only life available in what AI delivers is the cleverness of the design teams that created the software.

When we ask AI to make a story for us what we get is the result of a roomful of coders very skilled at Internet searches pulling and plucking what they believe a good story looks like according to the pool of information they searched in.

A programmer's pride is the only living force available in the words of AI.

Unlike on Wonder Fell, where a poet's humility rules. O/

Language, and that means text, is always a living thing. Words aren't facts; words make facts possible. There's more than what Science can do in our alphabet. There's Wonder! There's Hope! There's Love and Life Alive!

Let's thank The Tech Community for helping us make Internet searching and sharing easier and more useful and get back to the business of being human. 

[Congratulations, again, for reading](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/).

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍯**honey\_pot*

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Archaic Slab
### I'm Training Algorithms at Last!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-training-algorithms-at-last/
Last updated: 2026-09-07T19:06:40.000Z
*Monday, August 31, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

I'm training algorithms at last! So a recap for those new here: 

Every morning I share words of peace, joy, intelligence, and hope in The Internet's most popular social places. I purposefully don't cater their distribution to algorithms.

After two years of sharing my handwritten morning journal entries with the world every single day, I've not received a like, comment, heart, or troll from a human being.

Recently, a week or so ago, I began catering to corporate algorithms. A few hearts and thumbs up are the results.

Why do such a thing? 

To make a point with evidence regarding the true state of the health of our information online.

About five years ago I was shadow-banned by an algorithm for posting an anti-racist poem on Medium.com. [Here's a link to that poem.](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/)

Shadow-banning, in case you're unfamiliar with the term, is the act of an Internet Publication making a contributor's words disappear without telling the author. The writer can see their words on the site, but no one else can.

I was never told by corporate of any action taken; they just shut me off.

Before I could seek proper legal action, [I was in a major car accident which involved years of healing to remedy.](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/)

Learning to walk again being one of those remedies.

The healing process created less than ideal circumstances for traditional means of legal action. I had to get creative. Luckily, I'm a poet. Creative is what I do.

How about sharing words most good people would like to read in places they should be able to read them, but can't because of the way the internet is set up? 

For over two years, I did just that.

The internet isn't free. In America, we use it to distribute our media. So: The Press in The United States is no longer free.

I share good news and thoughts with my neighbors and fellow citizens every morning and they can't see it because of the way information sharing is structured via corporate algorithms.

[Over two years of daily proof on this website.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

O/ Can you read me yet? 

Is information media free again yet?

[There's plenty of writing here on the hazardous ramifications of trusting machines to do our thinking for us.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/)

Would you let an encyclopedia live your life for you?

Knowledge of the past is helpful, but without dreams of a better future people can never grow. Trusting our information solely to machines is an anti-evolutionary act.

What's most important for humanity must always be decided by humanity to be successful.

Back to working on more traditional lines for a poet. I look forward to the day anyone can actually read them.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎐**wind\_chime*

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Archaic Slab
### Words Are Not Facts
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/words-are-not-facts/
Last updated: 2026-08-30T13:42:25.000Z
*Sunday, August 30, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

One nice thing about the Winter is it's easier to see the moon and stars. Summer before sunrise showed that this morning.

Poets swooned over the moon for centuries. The sunrise was due some respect. And so I write first thoughts, a poet's morning thoughts with each dawn.

Thanks for joining me.

There's been a lot of talk lately on machines that can 'write'. But a machine can't make a sentence, it can only extrapolate data.

I'm a poet, one of the jobs Artificial Intelligence is actually awful at emulating. For the sake of what language is actually for, I had to speak up.

Words are not facts. Words are what make facts possible.

Language is the tool we use to paint the story called our life. Every painting looks unique depending on who painted it. Van Gogh and Monet saw very different skies when they looked at the same sky.

Every sentence is a different experience to every reader and writer.

When it comes to all things in The Arts, the only thing AI is helpful with is prudence. Scientific Social Acceptability.

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/) is the realm of creative thinkers. Its results are the facts AI, and all of us, use to make our dependable choices.

Making language new is how we evolve. Breathing new life into ancient letters is how we survive.

Every time we write or read something we make it new. No two sets of circumstances are ever exactly the same. 

Life is not a static thing. Life, and so Language, is alive.

Regardless how controlled the environment, there are always variables. Life doesn't happen in a vacuum; scientific experiments attempt to.

Words weave the experience of one witness at a time of a particular moment of time.

Every sunrise I wake and write whatever happens to be on my mind. Do you see why this exercise is so important to share right now? Why I keep at it?

Sure algorithms ignore me because I don't cater to them, but there's a greater reason I keep going.

Our greatest gift, the thing that makes us human, is in jeopardy of being surrendered to machines. 

Somehow, someone, has to show us all that is an impossibility.

As far as poets go and any biographies you may have read, my life is quite dull and predictable. I get more opportunity to work that way. My hair's not on manic fire like the picture history paints of so many of my predecessors. Cool, calm, collected and at your service. O/

I bring it up to make a point: Why are my morning entries so vastly different? What's with the topics? I could literally write about anything.

I write what's on my mind when I wake up as honestly as I can and share it freely.

This journal is the record of a moment in time of its author: a living, breathing, poet.

No Original Intelligence was harmed in its creation... though spellcheck may have been used pre-publication to protect those fussy with grammar to keep them reading.

For the brave and bold free spirits, the original handwritten copy is available at the end of the post... complete with misspellings, and other humane typos.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌝**full\_moon\_with\_face* 

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Archaic Slab
### But What Can One Poet Do?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/but-what-can-one-poet-do/
Last updated: 2026-08-29T14:17:34.000Z
*Saturday, August 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise like hundreds before recorded on this site. Today the birds are quiet; this poet still sings.

A steady murmur of interstate Saturday morning traffic picks up. People head to weekend work or end of Summer vacation plans. The Sun sets the stage with the palest blue hue, hints of amber trace the horizon.

A gentle peace is here, a place safe for laughter and daydreams and whatever love is all about.

Helicopter seeds spin down from trees at the slightest breeze. The first sign Autumn's on its way. 

Back to what's Beautiful.

To see humanity suffer and know the cause and do nothing about it, doesn't sit well with me. But what can one poet do?

I can write.

A lot.

The issue with the modern world isn't a lack of good people; it's access to them.

Our algorithms lack the capacity for empathy, and so the state of all the media we share.

Where's hope in our stories of each day? For the love of the Tech-Industry, how do we quantify hope?

Hope, empathy, concern... these qualities have to be in the reader to be recognized and weighted as valuable.

As brilliant and impressive as software may be, it can never care. A computation of concern doesn't actually feel concerned.

There simply is no way for a machine to judge what is truly important for humanity because it is not human.

Hope is always a new experience, always felt more than understood at first.

Hell isn't other people; it's a world full of hopeless stories, also known as what passes for machine distributed media these days.

What good is there to believe in, in the words we share? The human spirit can only take so much dearth.

In America, we plan on voting. But this time around voting only alleviates a symptom and doesn't cure the disease.

Our spirits are raised for a short time believing we can do something to help us all heal. But as long as our media continues to be run by machines incapable of hope, the issues will keep coming back. 

The Press exists for people to share pertinent stories with each other. Pertinence, in a free state, has to be defined by a free citizen. Otherwise, it ceases to be free.

A robot can't tell you how to be free,   
A fish can't climb a tree.

There are plenty of things AI can help with, how best to live free isn't one of them.

Freedom is always a matter of the present tense. Artificial Intelligence lives in the past. Even a nano-second ago isn't right now. 

Only what is alive can best determine what is best right now.

It feels esoteric to talk about at times, but it's happening right now. Machines are determining the content of our conversations. That sentence is the root cause of all the major problems in America at present.

If you're a doctor, that's the disease and our citizens spend their days on symptom management.

To truly heal our Country we must put people back in control of media distribution.

Let AI handle demographics and numbers. Language and what words can do is always first and only a human concern.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚇**metro*

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Archaic Slab
### People Want It Right Now
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/people-want-it-right-now/
Last updated: 2026-08-30T18:50:27.000Z
People want it right now  
Tired of hashtags and links  
Hyper-linked to webpage links.

People want it right now  
What a poem might do...  
While they read.

So much on so many screens  
Lights binary fashioning words  
So lifeless called code.

People want it right now  
What a poem might do...  
Light alive the light alive inside. 

To remind them:  
What words are actually for.
### How's Your Internet Experience?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/hows-your-internet-experience/
Last updated: 2026-08-28T14:16:51.000Z
*Friday, August 28, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Glad you found me.

How's your Internet experience?

Something's missing, huh?

Facts, facts, facts. Everything neatly shelved and classified to easily find.

If the experience of living always nicely fit into class boxes, online wouldn't feel lacking so often.

Life is worth our wonder. It often doesn't make sense on purpose... to give us purpose.

The World isn't a machine with bits and pieces to classify. The Earth is alive so we can be.

Life is missing online. Words are meant to express and share the experience of being alive.

Words devoid of breath, of ink, of purpose are dead somehow.

Life living alive belongs in each word always. It has to be there.

All reading is an act of resurrection. We bring every word back to life each time we read it. Literally. 

The author's intent marries the reader's understanding and something new is made for Life.

A beautiful sentiment and true. But what's AI's intent?

Classification. Like lifeless librarians sort and shelve books... so go the words of The Internet.

Every text created by AI has one motivation: to group words into convenient boxes so the reader gets the popularly understood correct result from a limited large language pool of syntax.

That motivation, to classify, is in every communication made with AI. And it's completely inhumane.

If an office worker spends a half-an-hour crafting an email directly aimed at her co-workers to alert them of an upcoming staff meeting in a friendly manner, that email is received and interpreted with the friendliness in mind.

The author's intent is in every word wrote.

The same email made by AI by the same woman sends with it the intent that her co-workers weren't even worth the time to write them a simple friendly email.

It doesn't matter how eloquently AI mocks us... the feeling isn't there if the feeling isn't there.

Sincerity cannot be faked or emulated by artificial means. It is a step removed and literally *literally* impossible.

Readers who care about reading can feel when something is AI.

Really. Something just isn't quite right about the sentences. The ['Ghost'](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) quality is missing. The personality and intent of the author isn't there.

A lot of the reason people read often is to feel closer to humanity. A machine isn't human, and a lover of reading can tell. Something felt is no longer there to be felt.

Just a poet setting down words every morning the way a musician warms up with scales. O/ I love writing. I hope that love comes through to you while you read. 

For some reason I care about Life. The best way I know how to share that care is through writing.

Ask me why I write and the answer is the same as it was when I first learned how: I love to make sentences.

May some of my love for making these lines find you while you read.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⛲**fountain*

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Archaic Slab
### Do You Still Handwrite?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/someones-gotta-feed-ai/
Last updated: 2026-08-27T16:27:03.000Z
*Thursday, August 27, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Do you still handwrite? I believe it's important you do. The materials in our lives matter. A house or a dinner recipe can only ever be as good as the quality the building materials allow.

Simple trustworthy ingredients are always best to start with. Paper and a pen... think of all the beautiful human inventions made possible with just those two objects.

I can type at least a hundred words per minute, so technically I could finish a journal entry in a matter of a few minutes. But there's a lot more to writing original content than speed and quantity. 

There's quality.

Over decades of daily writing practice, I find my best words come easiest with a paper and a pen. A keyboard is a percussion instrument, a pen glides... a different music is made.

Humanity is at a turning point. For so long we've focused on efficiency and technique. But with the rise of machines and AI, efficiency and technique are on autopilot.

Creation will become the new focus of people. Art as a sustainable way of life is on the way. New ideas are soon the new economy. Someone's gotta feed AI.

It's why I share my morning journal everyday, to showcase the point of where we're heading. 

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/) is the economy of the future. Creative thoughts and expressions are soon to be the greatest commodity. As every Artist knows: That's right where they belong.

For centuries we've focused on all we have in common and called it Science. Now, since the advent of AI, it's time to turn our attentions to how each one of us is unique. That means self-expression. That means Art.

Poetry! Stories! Picture Paintings! Life Alive! Theoretical Science and words more Beautiful and honest than a Big Bang!

A wonderfully woven evolutionary response to Artificial Intelligence is on the way.

People, and so Language, will always be more than what machines can do.

[Congratulations, again, for reading.](https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⛅**partly\_sunny*

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Archaic Slab
### Back to What Words Are Actually For
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/back-to-what-words-are-actually-for/
Last updated: 2026-08-26T13:41:33.000Z
*Wednesday, August 26, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Peace.

For the past few weeks or so each morning entry focused on the effects AI has on our culture. Specifically, what happens when we allow algorithms to manage language distribution. 

The current state of American Life is a result of placing the care of our words in the artificial hands of machines. There's plenty of words about it already [on the site](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

Poets are caretakers for the written word. The tools of my trade are under the fires of neglect. I had to speak up.

If you're curious as to why society looks and sounds the way it does today perhaps you'll read some.

Back to the usual stations of my job: Beauty, Truth, Gothic Moments we seldom speak of because we don't have language for them.

Yet.

Back to what words are actually for: The expression of personal experience so we might share ourselves in a tangible way, so we can build a world together on our best worded translations of our dreams.

Language is a living thing. It breathes and grows with us.

How it evolves is from the bravery of creative witnesses to speak up, to write something new.

The definitions and understandings of our words have to grow in order for us to. That's the true and most hazardous threat a faith in machines poses to us right now.

Getting too comfortable allowing algorithms and software to choose our words for us is a nail in the coffin of human evolution.

People create; machines follow orders.

Language exists for us to create with. We create new weaves of words to share that make new realities possible.

Language must always be new to serve us best.

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/) must always feed the Artificial for us to grow as a race.

At present, wonder and awe over the new technology has us linguistically stuck in the past. Our words aren't growing.

Creative voices need a safe space to be seen. Not for entertainment's sake, for the sake of Language itself.

Really. It's that serious.

A healthy language is a healthy society.

Like a plant whose roots have no more room to grow in its pot, and so the plant never blossoms... is where language is headed if we forsake too much of its care to machines.

America, for instance, starts to become a class system because of the way our media is being distributed. 

It's not what people want.

How are we ever to heal if we can't talk to each other for algorithmic reasons?

An article classified by software as something a Black woman in an inner-city would love to read has little to no chance getting to a White man who lives in the country on a farm. Regardless if the information in the article would help change the farmer's life for the better.

That example is the cause and disease that threatens America at present.

People aren't classes; we're people. That's the whole basis for the founding of our Country and what's at stake right now.

I'll keep writing and sharing about it until we do something about it. Together we must raise awareness that this is our reality at present. That... sure the technology is cool and helpful, but the ways it's being used is destroying freedom.

I light a candle with the sunrise every morning and share these words in The Internet's Dark. There's near a thousand candles I've shared over consecutive days with no response because my ideas are new and I don't cater to the machines controlling our information. 

And, therefore, our freedom.

I thought you'd like to know.

I thought I'd show you.

O/ Can you read me yet? 

Congratulations for reading... for finding this wildfire's worth of candles lit in The Internet's Dark.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### The American Press is No Longer Free
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-american-press-is-no-longer-free/
Last updated: 2026-08-25T14:20:05.000Z
*Tuesday, August 25, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

A great way to start the day. Thanks for joining me. And congratulations on finding it in all this Internet Dark. There's a lot to discuss.

This morning's journal entry is for the writers. We're the first group to fully understand the reality of what's happening in the world right now.

If we have to cater our words to machines in order to be read, then the written word is no longer free. An entity, whether that be a monarch or a corporate algorithm, deciding what we read or watch is the exact tyranny America is built to defend against.

People helping people build communities together is the life blood of Our Country. The only entity deciding whether or not you can read these words at all right now is a corporate machine. A source other than another citizen is choosing what information is worth sharing. 

And so: Our Press is no longer free.

Because The American Press isn't free our speech is under fire as well. This truth is easily evidenced by the ways we choose to discuss modern day-to-day life. A person blaming groups for the issues of the day is an individual echoing algorithmic thinking.

Classification software rules our media and it's beginning to cloud our thinking.

If you blame The Democrats, The Republicans, The Immigrants, The Rich, The Poor; then sadly you are a victim of allowing machines to classify our Media.

People are people one at a time. Each is responsible for their own choices. That's a basic tenant of America. And something an algorithm cannot compute. Because understanding how people work and what is best for people is always best done by people who care about people.

Free human beings as gatekeepers for information is the only way to insure a free society: That's the basis of The Freedom of Press. 

This doesn't mean dropping algorithms altogether. It means we need to take more human responsibility for what our software is doing.

Algorithms classify; people think. If you find yourself blaming another class for the state of our union, I'm sorry to say it but someone needs to: You're drunk on algorithms.

Unfortunately, right now, that's most of America.

Let's get back to thinking for ourselves.

It comes down to understanding how AI works, and then using that awareness to make an educated human assessment of the information presented.

Algorithms base everything on class structures; the opposite of what a free-thinking country does. 

One person at a time makes no sense to AI. But groups don't make decisions, people in groups do. One vote, one thought, at a time.

Until we remedy how our information is being distributed we will continue to view ourselves as a class system and not a free country. Because according to the algorithms at the gate: America is a class and a society of classes... not citizens.

There are so many other things I'd rather write about, but the house is burning down. The nature of my work helps me see it before most would. I thought you should know: The American Press is no longer free.

Now you know. 

What are We humans going to do about it?

Congratulations, again, for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕯️**candle*

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Archaic Slab
### I'm Glad You Found Me
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-glad-you-found-me/
Last updated: 2026-08-24T12:42:34.000Z
*Monday, August 24, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise slips later into the day as Autumn approaches. The world works a certain way. We ought to take more comfort in that.

The majesty of trees, the wave of an ocean, the design of each rose and sparrow; how could they ever be an accident?

Back to my traditional poet ways this morning. The past few weeks the entries revolve around [AI and algorithms](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/) and how faith in them is the reason for all the cultural madness at present.

Definitely other topics I'd like to write about, but the sanctity and powers of the written word are my profession. Someone's got to be a voice of reason in all this madness. So I wrote and I write. Thanks for your consideration and time. We do have some work to do to protect the sanctity of language, but working together always makes the work easier.

I wonder how America's reaction will be... Two years of daily words a lot of good people I know would like to read placed in popular Internet places everyday and zero response from an American until I started catering to a corporate machine's policy.

Until we understand and manage online life better as a people a free America can't exist on our screens.

*Filtering freedom through a corporate algorithm removes freedom from the image conveyed.* The answer to why our news and political landscape looks the way it does at present is in that sentence.

People haven't lost their minds; they're just surrendering them to video games.

But there's poetry in the world and plenty of words about AI ethics [already on the site](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

I'm glad you found me. It's nice to finally be read by a human. Machines have no idea what to do with me. A poet with a new voice and a new message to share is an algorithm's question mark. 

And how humanity evolves.

Dawn. A soft white sky signals a cloudy morning. A plane whirls by. A motorbike revs to speed up for an adrenaline rush. The trees overlook it all, take it in and release their witness in something called air. 

Breathe it in.

Call it Life.

Congratulations for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌲**evergreen\_tree*

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Archaic Slab
### Did You Know You're No Longer Free?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/did-you-know-youre-no-longer-free/
Last updated: 2026-08-23T13:44:38.000Z
*Sunday, August 23, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Tagline. Check. Sunrise in the sky. Check. Presentation of text curtailed to comply with corporate algorithms. We'll get to that later.

Glad you found me. We have a lot to discuss.

Did you know you're no longer free?

I had to show you. Why else would you believe me?

Catering our clothes, ways of life, or words to suit a foreign power is a loss of freedom. Our speech is no longer free, nor is our press. Corporate algorithms decide who gets read and when. If we don't play along, we don't get seen.

For over two years I've shared words a lot of people would be very interested to read. Every. Single. Morning. I placed them in the Internet's most popular places in ways very unfriendly to algorithms: On, and with, purpose.

Recently I started playing along because there's enough evidence to make the point.

America, our speech and press are no longer free. What are we going to do about it?

Want to know why the News looks the way it does? It ain't The Republicans. It ain't The Democrats. It ain't the rich. It ain't the poor. 

It is because speech and press are controlled by machines.

Corporate algorithms tell us what we can read and watch and not our fellow citizens.

A democratic algorithm is an oxymoron. Until people are in charge of information distribution again America can no longer call itself free.

Two years, over two years actually, of daily proof exist on this site. Not a single like, comment, heart, or troll from an American in that time posted at different intervals consistently on every major social media platform.

Readers will come now; I'm catering to the machines.

It started years ago on Medium.com. I posted [this poem](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) and tagged it BLM and received one view... that shadow-banned me from the site.

Two points here: 

One: If an actual human American being with a vested interest in the BLM tag read the poem... don't you think there'd be some response? At least a clap or two? 

But there's a swear word near the capitalized classifiers Black and White so it must be bad news? 

Machines doing our thinking for us is the cause and perpetuation of all our bad news.

The Second Point: Shadow-banning is something a publication does to potential trouble makers. The banned can see their words and everyone else's, but no one can see theirs.

I have no issue with a publication believing my work is not welcomed there: But let me know. 

I was born and raised in America and have been alive long enough to know that no human at Medium read that poem.

And because of algorithmic control policies none were ever able to.

I held off for years on saying anything to let evidence build and for [personal reasons](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/).

To make a scene right away would've linked and classified the issue as racism. But the problem, if you can believe it, is even larger than that.

The slow eradication of freedom of speech and press are happening right now. 

Can you read me yet? O/ Are we free again, yet?

Regardless if the software was created by the kindest brightest rocket scientists or criminals, the point is a machine is not a person. People decide what's best for people. That's the basis of a free society. 

An algorithm is not a citizen, let alone a human. It is not you or like you. It has no place in a Free Country deciding what can and cannot be shared. 

Let it gather metrics. But people must make the decisions what to do with those metrics. An unchaperoned algorithm is a bane to democracy.

People need to be in the front lines of communication distribution again and soon. America won't last long if they don't.

Really, it is that serious.

I had to show you. You need to know.

Congratulations for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚀**rocket*

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Archaic Slab
### This is Not a Matter of Growing My Audience
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-is-not-a-matter-of-growing-my-audience/
Last updated: 2026-08-22T11:52:44.000Z
*Saturday, August 22, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Welcome to the show. Glad you found me. There's still hope.

In case you're new here, for over two years I've shared words of hope, care, intelligence, and common decency with the World in very high-traffic Internet spaces. All the sharing was done in ways unfriendly to algorithms. The point is to show us all what we gave up surrendering our information to machines.

Democracy is what we lose in the realms of Speech and Press. The reason why our News, and therefore our daily communications, look and sound the way they do right now is because machines are not free-thinking human beings with the capacity to care, and they're deciding what's important enough for us to see.

Can you read me yet? O/ Have I played nicely enough for the corporate machines yet to value me?

This is not a matter of growing my audience. It's about having any readers at all. Not a comment, like, heart, or even troll from an American in over two years of daily current event high-profile subject matter on every popular social media text-based space.

We count on people holding algorithms responsible for their errors. But what if a human can't even see the oversight?

What if a poem like [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) was tagged BLM on Medium.com and the algorithm shadow-banned the poet from ever sharing another post on its site? 

It did.

Our News and our Speech are no longer free online. I thought you should know. Just telling you wasn't enough. I had to show you.

I've been playing the algorithms for a couple weeks now. Soon some American who cares about freedom will read me and not be quiet about it. Until that time I keep working and sharing in a corporate algorithmically friendly way.

Who am I? Why do these words matter? What have you been missing? All those questions have already been answered. [Feel free to look around](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/). Spend some time getting to know Your Friendly Nation-hood Poet doing his job: Protecting the sanctity of our Language.

Ever wonder why poets were always under watch of controlling governments?

O/ Now you know.

Whoever controls the words controls the people. My words are my own. 

How about yours?

Faith in classification models is killing our Free Press and Speech. There are ways to incorporate algorithms into our lives humanely. 

It's time we started talking about how. It's time to be free again.

Congratulations for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👋**wave*

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Archaic Slab
### Machines Can't Write; They Can Only Classify
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/machines-cant-write-they-can-only-classify/
Last updated: 2026-08-21T13:29:56.000Z
*Friday, August 21, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

A pad of paper and the sunrise and you. Thanks for reading. And good job finding me in all this internet dark.

For over two years every morning I share words of hope, intelligence, and common decency with the world in very high traffic internet places. Purposefully, I post them in ways unfavorable to algorithms to make a point to help us all.

Having machines as gatekeepers of information, social information, is inhumane and tears the fabric of our society.

There's no empathy in a machine. Code isn't concerned about human well-being and advancement. Its only consideration is class.

A democratic algorithm is an oxymoron. It's something we need to discuss the human utility for and its possible ramifications before well... what we've already done: Trust our information systems to it. 

The hell viewed on every screen in media circles is not the result of human failures. Faith in classification algorithms is at fault.

The willing devotion to place our media, social and otherwise, into sets of class creates an anti-freedom environment in the words and images we share.

In America, our stories are grouped and fed to us by class. Our Country is a democracy; our information distribution systems at present are a class system: The opposite of free.

It's why all these groups keep doubling down on their stances. Democrat is a class. Republican is a class. Black is a class. White is a class. Rich is a class. Poor is a class.

A class system of government is exactly what democracy is set to defend against and exactly where algorithms are taking us.

Because it's what they're built to do; it's how they operate.

But we'd rather play a video game than protect our freedom. Tough love for sure, but true. And love. O/

We're better than what we witness on our screens everyday. Each morning, in some way, I showcase why and how while the sunrises. Because we all must do our part to keep this experiment in freedom called America going.

I come at it from the point of view of a poet. Words and the powers of language, specifically the written word, is my life's work. In the realm of my profession is where the disease causing the disorder is.

Machines can't write; they can only classify. American Government isn't a team sport; it's a team effort. In fact, that's the whole point and purpose of our Nation: We're better when we work together.

To tag a person puts them into a class... a process otherwise known as removing their freedom. "That's a right-wing story. That's a left-wing fantasy. That one's for Blacks. That one's for Whites..." That's all talk that's very un-American and exactly what's News every single day, lately.

My words don't pander to a system of classification algorithms. My words belong to me... like yours do to you. We can do better than allowing machines the opportunity to tell us what we can talk about and read. 

A book or movie your close friend tells you is worth looking at is always better than a computer's recommendation: And exactly how a free people works.

So I write and share everyday.

Congratulations, again, for being able to read it. Share it if you like. I'd rather your good say over that of an algorithm be the reason someone else reads it.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌞**sun\_with\_face*

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Archaic Slab
### Enough of this: "What's going on with America?"
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/enough-of-this-whats-going-on-with-america/
Last updated: 2026-08-20T17:53:58.000Z
My Country tis of... where are you?

Used to be words of freedom, hope, and humanity rang Liberty Bells in every corner of the Nation. Now they have to jump algorithmic hurdles just to be seen.

Hey neighbor O/ The Country's burning down. I've got water for the fire. 

Can you read me through the artificially intelligent flames?

Picture The Constitution being classified and distributed through an algorithm. Turn on The News and see that's what's happening.

Corporations rule AI, and AI is right now defining freedom.

The Constitution is a living breathing document. It grows with us. People, not machines (certainly not corporations) are meant to define it.

At present, we're surrendering our liberties to machines. Whoever controls the machines controls The Nation. 

You okay with that?

I'm not. 

So I write and share honest words every morning (for over two years with no response, not even a troll) under the radar of algorithms. 

Because I know America. 

I know we're better than the pictures on every screen lately.

"We The People under the direction of corporate algorithms..." is not how the document starts: But exactly where we are right now.

Can you read me yet?

Our Constitution is under digital fire. If you believe a computer can interpret The Constitution better than you, you're not an American: You're an opportunistic infection.

Move or start thinking for yourself. Business CEOs and Hobos this means all of us. 

Enough of this: "What's going on with America? The Democrats did this. The Republicans did that. Waa...waa...whine...." Enough! It's the machines classifying your thinking!

Stop being blind, America!  
Or stop being America at all.

Can you read me yet? Are We free again, yet? 

I light a candle for The Freedoms of Speech and Press every morning. Been lighting one everyday for years. 

Now, it's the size of a wildfire. Can you see it yet? 

Two years of words my Country desperately wants and needs to read and they can't see them because Liberty is in the hands of a video game.

Time to make some well-targeted noise online. We'll start with this post. 

Congratulations, finally, for reading.

\~ Wynn \~
### What People Want and Need Most to See Right Now
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-people-want-and-need-most-to-see-right-now/
Last updated: 2026-08-20T11:49:54.000Z
*Thursday, August 20, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

How's the day?

Dawn signals the sky. The last stretch of Summer relaxes its muscles and prepares for Fall.

We ought to thank the tech industry for making handwriting cool again. Every serious writer knows there's something pen and paper offer that's absent from a screen.

Typewriters have it to some degree. There's something about shaping actual touchable reality with our words that brings a great sense of peace. What lives on screens feels a few steps removed.

Because it it.

The words we type and text online are more than just our own. There's scores of code words necessary to make every letter and line viewable to the reader. Behind the scenes work is still part of the experience of the show.

I offer my Archaic Slabs at the end of each morning posts for anyone interested.

The typed and posted journal entries are a step removed from the moment of creation of the writing.

Sure there's misspellings, typos, things to adjust later; but the act of creating is in it. A living breathing poet writes these words.

There's comfort in all things human right now. The human race became so software sensible. We're senseless and numb and yearning for live acts of creation and touch.

What human touch can do is located at the end of every morning journal post here. I was using an e-ink tablet to keep things cleaner. But I don't believe that's what people want and need most to see right now.

Words in the state and fashion viewed in the Archaic Slabs are what made and make the internet, ai, and all advances in human civilization possible. No wonder we love to read handwriting: The quality of our lives, literally, depends on it.

A pale blue sunrise... cool. Interstate traffic is a hum. A bird sings to welcome the day. The cardinal, robin and wren know what's worth singing about. I write my own music every sunrise with them. 

Thanks for joining me.

Congratulations, again, for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕊️**dove\_of\_peace*

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Archaic Slab
### The Font is You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-font-is-you/
Last updated: 2026-08-19T12:43:49.000Z
*Wednesday, August 19, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Analog sunrise. A new way.

There's something about pen and ink, something helpful lacking from pixels.

Just about all my daily writing goes on paper. The e-ink device I put to rest. An Archaic Slab (it's at the end of the post ⬇️) ought to be truly archaic.

Thanks for joining me. On with our show...

...

Sunrise. A slight hint of Autumn in the air.

It's a lot easier not to write about the trials and tribulations of ai when pen and ink are your medium of choice.

The joys of handwriting are more than preference.

The font is you.

There's not as much noise. Screens chatter; the page resides.

So many words of code and flashing lights are necessary to keep a monitor showing a picture. A sheet of paper is itself: solid, singular, ready.

There is much to gain from what the internet can do.

Though, there's a lot of good in what online can't do being forgot.

Quiet joys under sunlight free from screen light blips and cursor cues are integral parts of a well-lived life.

What online communications can do should add to our quality of life and not seek to outdo it or replace it.

It's not about living off grid sometimes; it's about living period.

My life is an artist's life. Neurodivergent is the new laughably long scientific word for it. It's a term for people who don't play nice for algorithms. Also known as: The people who feed algorithms new information. Visionaries and Dreamers are better words for what we are.

Our work is Art. Our life's work keeps human kind evolving because it keeps making us new.

Artists are in charge of updating the software of humanity called: Language.

So, to quote me: [Keep it going](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

If you prefer pen and ink please use it. Be comfortable. Our best dreams come from comfortable quiet places.

...

I believe it's time The Arts community in America spoke up. Science can only do so much. And its been doing it rather loudly the past decade or so.

There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

Live living art is medicine right now. Theatre, street side painters, concerts, handwritten letters and notes bring us back to what it means to be human.

We're not systems; we're living breathing stories.  
There's more to a story than how it works; there's why it works at all.

Why is the realm of Artists. The most important question to answer to live well, to do anything well at all, and the one thing Science can't help us with.

So I write every morning new words of hope and intelligence to help fill the void in our lives made by devouring what machines are capable of.

I also keep it from algorithm's learning habits to make a point. I've been writing my whole life. A lot of unfortunate circumstances kept me from seeking publication, [beating death twice](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) to name a few. Vanity aside, I know there's a large audience for my work. Experience shows me that.

What I've done with Wonder Fell is develop irrefutable proof that machines should never be in charge of language distribution... because words are all about being human.

Catering my language to best serve and algorithm lessens the power of my words. So: No way that's happening. Freedom of expression means too much to me. It's literally my life and life's work.

Words are the life blood of humanity. They need constant updates to stay fresh, pertinent, and alive.

And so I write.

And so should you.

Congratulations, again, for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🖋️**lower\_left\_fountain\_pen*

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Archaic Slab
### A Poet's Cry in Internet Dark
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-poets-cry-in-internet-dark/
Last updated: 2026-08-18T14:12:57.000Z
*Tuesday, August 18, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Some days we wake under a bedsheet of clouds. Sunrise shows and lights up the fortress dome from above... like today.

Sometimes solitude is what's missing. Time alone is a gift to a grateful imagination.

Yesterday's sunrise brought a kind of [call to action](https://www.wonderfell.org/news-is-for-people-not-data-centers/). A poet's cry in internet dark.

The house is burning down, the sky is falling on our freedom of speech and press.

Because of the nature of my work I see it sooner than most would. Language creation is my job's focus and concern.

Our freedoms of speech and press slowly ebb away everyday.

News is information from one concerned person to another about a current event.

Using a machine built by a corporation to decide what information we can see and when is not what The American Press is for.

The American Press is a means for concerned citizens to let other citizens know what's happening so we build a well-informed society based on our common concerns.

### The Rise of Talk About *\-isms* Isn't Conspiracy Theory Rhetoric

Classification algorithms group information distribution into class systems. It's literally what an algorithm is for. Pertinent Public Information being distributed based on a system of rules and regulations from machines is the behavior Our Freedom of Press is created to defend against.

Using a company's algorithm metrics to be in charge of relevant public data is like electing a foreigner to be The President. The code has no vested interest in the information being shared, and so all concerns of the well-being of community are not taken into account.

Chances are if your neighbor feels something happening in the neighborhood is important enough to share with you: It is.

That's the basis of what Press Freedom is all about. We help each other out by keeping each other informed.

Now, if your neighbor had to get clearance from a corporation before they could talk to you... that would be ridiculous.

And exactly what's happening right now.

Can you read me yet? O/

I've been purposefully not getting algorithmic clearance for a couple of years to showcase the issue.

The work and worth of American Letters are not for machines to decide, but people. 

Free people.

Are we free yet? Can you read me now?

If so, let someone know. Sharing is a great way to cater to algorithmic compliance and raise distribution rates.

### A Democratic Algorithm is an Oxymoron

Communism, Fascism, Socialism, none and all of the above; are correct depending on the algorithm at the gate charged with filtering and classifying your information.

In a free country people decide what's worth talking about not machines. Regardless if a machine belongs to a corporation, a monarch, or a dictator; it's never free.

An outside authority removed from the actual living experience of day-to-day life is exactly the force America is built to defend against.

So, do we still work America?

Is individual liberty still worth it? Or does a King or a Corporate Machine know what's better for your life than you?

I stand with and for good people. Life presented me a unique opportunity to help us all. My hope is that we still value freedom enough to recognize the worth of these words, my act for the sake of Liberty.

We all must do our part.

Congratulations, again, for reading.

Let a free human know you can.

Your Friendly Nation-hood Graceful Ghost,

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛡️**shield*

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Archaic Slab
### News is for People, Not Data Centers
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/news-is-for-people-not-data-centers/
Last updated: 2026-08-17T13:13:46.000Z
*Monday, August 17, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise about an hour away. Glad you found me. Call it a win (and a pun) for freedom.

Sure there's some greed and a lust for profits, but the reason The Internet is such a dark Tower of Babel mess at the moment is oversight.

Language isn't data. It's what makes data possible.

Categorizing and classifying its distribution limits language and therefore limits humanity.

Science is all about systems. They're not the right lens to examine and diagnose the issue.

Metaphor is needed.

To use a common myth to show what's happening: Having algorithms in charge of information dispersal instead of humans is surrendering control to The Empire in Star Wars.

Really.

Metaphorically that's what's going on in America right now.

Really. 

People are surrendering their freedom to corporate machines.

Enthusiasm with new technology put the cart before the horse.

A discussion on the ethical concerns of AI in our Country needs to be at the top of our list in Government priorities because its management is the reason for our unease at this time.

Machines have a healthy place in our lives, but it's not at the top. Reference material is the best use for an algorithm. There's no chance for growth with computers at the wheel.

Life, and so Language, is a living thing.

Current News cycles continue to show the same tragic pictures because empathy holds no value to an algorithm.

We keep reading and watching because it's all we're served. Algorithms keep serving us because it's all we consume. Are News Cycles are stuck in an algorithmic time loop.

If people were the sole gatekeepers for information the bombardment of negative News imagery would've ended long ago. Frankly, the state of The Modern American Media is inhumane: Literally.

News is for people, not data centers.

The greatest gift to being alive is the opportunity to grow and change in new ways.

Growth and change don't register for an algorithm until they're recorded. So long as machines treat information like a popularity contest access to growth and change will be difficult to find.

Can you read me yet? O/

It's a point I make for all of us.

Duck dodging algorithms will only last so long. Sooner or later an interested caring American will find Wonder Fell and share it.

Which will rank it up in the machine's value ratings and more people will be able to see it... at all.

Is it you, Dear Reader? Are you the click and share that helps save The Internet and The Modern Media?

To extend the metaphor: Will you join me in helping to bring down The Empire?

Really. 

Two years of daily pertinent posts all over the most popular online spaces and not a single comment or share for this journal because the author refuses to lessen the power of my words to suit a machine.

My apologies, you don't get a lightsaber: But you do get a click and share option.

Nothing is for sale here; that's the point.   
Words are not commodities; they're what make us human.

So, can you read me yet? O/

If so let someone know. Free speech is on the line online. Take a step towards keeping it free.

Share some Wonder. O/

Congratulations, again, for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎉**tada*

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Archaic Slab
### America, Can You Read Me Yet?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/america-can-you-read-me-yet/
Last updated: 2026-08-16T14:41:13.000Z
*Sunday, August 16, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Sometimes we write: be right there.  
Other times: brt.  
Sometimes you're: on the way.  
Other times you're: otw.

Though, even though, you often lol,  
You probably never texted laugh out loud.

Language.. my cup of tea and job.

If a kind visitor to your house began tweaking with the plumbing system, you might say thank you if their intentions seemed pure.

But if you were a master plumber, a veteran one at that, you'd have a different enlightened view on the situation.

> Machines can't make Art or Write. Please stop pretending they can.  
> \-Your Friendly Nation-hood Lifelong Poet O/

When we make a commodity of Language speech becomes marketable and so: No longer Free.

If you're wondering what's up with the state of America right now... now you know.

We're actively surrendering our freedoms of speech and press to machines.

AI algorithms are amazing technologies deciding what news is worth watching and whose voices are able to be heard and read.

For over two years I've posted daily on almost every major social media platform at different times.

There's words of hope, intelligence, and freedom here every single day shared regularly at different intervals on all the most popular social media applications.

I purposely dodged algorithms to make a vague point clear.

If we're not willing to play by the rules of a corporate machine, we're not going to be seen or valued.

Replace the word corporate in that sentence with *monarch* and you have the whole reason America was formed.

America, can you read me yet? 

Are we free again yet? O/

I have nothing but respect for the tech-industry, but they stepped into my house: Language Creation.

The ability to choose our words and who we share them with is the foundation of our freedom.

Language is organic; AI is inorganic. Our speech must be allowed to grow free from arbitrary rules of syntax, grammar, and classification systems or it ceases being free.

The classification models in current algorithmic structures are the cause and reason for the perpetuations of partisan gridlock. 

A political party is a class to a machine.

Each time I opened a new account on every major social media platform, I was met within a couple of days by at least one person from China offering to be friends and asking me what political party I belonged to.

Free speech being controlled by a machine, corporate or governmental, is something The Far East has a long history with.

American Government is not a team sport; it's a team effort. Someone tell the classification algorithms.

In case it still maters to those with algorithmically trained minds, I'm an Independent. I vote my conscious. The way all Americans should. 

Pick a platform we most agree will do the most good at the time of election and pick the candidate we trust most to see it through.

That's American Civics 101.

As long as classification systems are in charge of distributing our Media, class struggles will increase.

If it feels like you're living in a different Country than your neighbor, chances are online: You are.

Algorithms group social information the way gossip travels in a high school cafeteria. Different cliques sit at different tables and so get different information.

Surely our Media can be distributed better than via the ways of a high school popularity contest.

Can you read me now? O/

Did I make it to your table?

Call it a win for freedom if I did.

Congratulations, again, for reading me.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### But What About the Written Word?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/but-what-about-the-written-word/
Last updated: 2026-08-15T12:10:03.000Z
*Saturday, August 15, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Early... even for a morning journal.

Thanks for joining me.

The right words... my life's purpose, my work.

Every word wrote embodies the exact moment in time it's written.

Our words represent us. A person or machine can no more write something for you than they can sing a song for you.

I believe a great wave of live Performance Art is on the way for the world. To see and hear live music shares something no screen can ever give: Life.

Living artists and entertainers, small local theatre playhouses; the world trends that way.

But what about the written word?

As charming and humbly handsome as this poet may be, would anyone wish to sit and stare while I scribble lines on a slab for hours?

A few weirdoes, perhaps.

Much of my thoughts lately are on how to save the sanctity of the written word. Language is our greatest gift. It's what makes us more than monkeys. There's no way to share Beauty or Dreams without the work I do.

Music is just a bunch of tones without words to shape them.

An Artist has a bucket of paint, brushes, pens, and pencils without words to show them where to make each line.

The written word is the best way to share what is best about us.

What's best about us continually grows and begs for definition. Our dreams are similar to our ancestors, but greater somehow because our language grew. 

Without living creative people sharing text humanity can't evolve. Nothing can improve with machines managing language distribution.

History will always repeat itself with computers at the helm.

The state of current news cycles for the past half-decade or so are proof of that.

Businesses relying on algorithms for management tasks doom themselves to eventual demise. Progress happens in the present tense. AI is stuck in the past because it is based on what was and never what is.

A second ago is still the past.

Thinking happens now... in a living breathing moment. The written word is its record. Artificial Intelligence is: Recycled Records.

Nothing new means nothing new.

No new News, no new ways to profit, no new revelations; is business as usual for an algorithm.

And so the state of The Modern World.

And so I write the sunrise new every morning.

Someone's got to keep the lights alive on.

Thanks for joining me and keeping it new.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Ways to Sing
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ways-to-sing/
Last updated: 2026-08-14T12:53:28.000Z
*Friday, August 14, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A sign in my sixth grade classroom: 

> "Today is the first day of the rest of your life."

Something we all have in common.

Perhaps you're not a shadow-banned algorithm dodging for the good of humanity American Poet, but there are experiences we share.

The sunrise, for example.

Life is a continuous song with a constantly updating audience. Some are critics, others fans. My favorite kinds of people are Artists; we sing along.

There's lots of ways to sing with Life.

Dance like a tree in the wind.

Build anything at all like a seed grows to bloom.

Make a song with your breath to move others to feel, to change, to grow like the breeze carries dandelion parachutes to place beauty in new spaces.

Like Nature makes a forest, we build Nations.

The ways of The World are the ways of good living.

The same way sunlight shapes each tree makes every picture travelling through Wi-Fi beams possible.

Starlight is computer code from The Universe for an Operating System called: Life.

Put that Poetry in your Science pipe and smoke some wonder.

Short entry this morning. Over to [The Epic and The Dragons.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

Congratulations again for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Hope Does Not Compute
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/hope-does-not-compute/
Last updated: 2026-08-13T14:58:26.000Z
*Thursday, August 13, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Soft light, a calm cloudy sunrise. More words for Internet dreamers on the way.

> "A poet? A pertinent male American poet? Online? Today? Must've escaped from a history book."   
> \-New to Wonder Fell Reader

> "Well, with the written word under robotic fire, and women rightly focusing their words on equality, someone's got to mind The Store of Language."   
> \-Actual Living Male American Poet (who's also straight in case you're the discriminating type).

I don't write often about myself, but that's not the growing reality.

The truth is the more words I write, and the more they're ignored, the more this journal for the sake of the sanctity of language becomes about me.

If you have a Santa-sized sleigh full of presents for the world and you leave them under every tree at sunrise for years and no one in your Country can see them to open them... the issue is yours.

There's more happening with The Internet than most realize. I thought every good person who considers themselves free should see they're not.

Over two years of daily pertinent posts gone unseen by the American Public in very popular social media venues.

No response on the content... no hearts, thumbs-up, or even a troll or ignorant slur.

So if you can read this and you're in America, call it a win (and a pun).

I was shadow-banned from Medium.com back in late 2021 for posting an anti-racist poem by an algorithm. [Here's a link to that poem.](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/)

While developing a plan on how best to move forward I was killed in a car crash the day before Valentine's Day 2022\. I flatlined and returned to consciousness three days later in an ICU with a score of internal injuries and my left leg split in two.

Once I regained consciousness a metal rod was placed from my left knee to ankle to hold together what was left and give my leg the opportunity to heal. It took about a year to learn to walk again and a few more to recover fully from all the internal nerve damage.

And here we are. O/

Over that time I worked. I wasn't in the best state to receive an audience, so I leveraged what appeared to be ill-fate to help us all.

> "What if I write pertinent helpful posts everyday and publish them in places everyone should be able to see them, but can't because of the ways I discovered the Internet truly works?"   
> \-The Thought that Began Wonder Fell

Since 2024 I've been doing just that. Welcome to Wonder Fell. If you can read it, call it a win for freedom.

A couple of posts or poems are easily shrugged off. Over two years of daily shared writing of hope for a Country desperately in need of some words to believe in is not easily ignored.

Poetry and creative writing isn't just a hobby for me. It's my livelihood. Because an algorithm can never rightly weigh the importance of new ideas it's almost impossible for someone like me to get paid for my work unless I cater to old ways.

The work and words of poets make new ways. What's better for everyone is always a new idea. That's literally the definition of better: a new way. 

Evolution is a new idea made real. The way our popular places online are setup right now have no way to recognize or welcome anything new in. Sensational it can do. High School popularity contest; it's got that down. But words of hope and progress... algorithms simply cannot compute.

If Grok were a gatekeeper back in Ancient Greece for a Science Magazine it would've called Aristotle a quack. Back in those days the World, for Grok, was flat.

This issue is easy to see in terms of Scientific progress, but what about in terms of society's progress?

The state of the Daily News for the past decade shows the hazards of trusting algorithms to judge what's best for human business.

Hell is not other people; it's a world of hopeless stories. The longer we keep computers at the helm the more hope gets drained from the stories we share.

Welcome to the modern American Media-scape: An ever-increasing algorithmic world of hopeless stories.

Hope does not compute.

Speaking of Hope... over to [the Epic I'm working on.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

Congratulations for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📓**notebook*

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Archaic Slab
### Congratulations for Reading
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/congratulations-for-reading/
Last updated: 2026-08-12T13:45:13.000Z
*Wednesday, August 12, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Words with the dawn.

What for?

For us.

Like the ocean language is never the same experience twice. Always moving, changing, churning to stay present and alive. That's the reality of words.

Our letters breathe and beat their hearts with and for us.

The quality of each life depends on the stories in the words one keeps.

A structure is only as strong as the building materials that make it. Every human life is built with Language.

Being shadow-banned by algorithms has worked well for me. Peace and quiet will always be the office space of poets. [A great portfolio of works amassed.](https://www.wonderfell.org/)

Like the first day in coding class I'm training algorithms to print "Hello, World." to people for me.

I could, of course, go old-fashioned and reach out to living breathing readers for assistance, but it's more help for us all this way.

If people aren't talking about our work there's little to no chance of it being seen.

With all the rocket scientist level minds working on algorithms I thought they'd do better than a high school popularity contest for their means of adjudication.

At present, that's the foundation of algorithmic learning in the world of social media: A High School Popularity Contest.

For over two years the way the Internet is set up has kept me from my livelihood. Every single morning I post words of hope, intelligence, and goodwill pertinent to the public: And no one in America has been able to see them.

The protocols inherit in algorithms restrict free speech and therefore are Anti-American.

[Here's proof that's been on every major text based social media platform over the past few years.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

AI as a gatekeeper of public information is an anti-evolutionary act. The only judge of what's best for humanity is humanity.

Codes as rules deciding what we can and can't read has no place in a free society. The hazardous effects of machines as information gatekeepers are now easy to see. Watch the past decade of nightly news for evidence. Media Corporations depend on algorithms, not people, for distribution reports.

So long as a set prescription of benchmarks must be met in order to be seen, we can no longer call speech free.

O/ Can you read me now?

American progress happened if you can.

If I didn't have decades of life experience, a degree in Literature, years and years of reading experience and friendships, and a lifetime living in The United States; I'd walk away... chalk it up to ineptitude and go play the stock market or a video game.

But there are voices like mine that need to be seen and are shadowed by the very modern invention best suited to help them.

A young gifted author with a beautiful pertinent voice would've given up by now. And the whole world would've suffered the loss.

That's not okay with me. And, if you believe in The Freedom of Speech, it's not okay with you either.

Hard work for the sake of all of us should always be easily shared.

And so I write and share it until I'm read in my free Country.

And then I'll write some more.

Congratulations for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌊ocean

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Archaic Slab
### Fake Intelligence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/fake-intelligence/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T16:17:45.000Z
*Tuesday, August 11, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

August is an interesting month, holiday free. Summer simmers and dwindles, prepares for Fall.

Dawn announces the day. The Sun enters the studio, considers the canvas, sets down its coffee mug, and starts to paint the day.

Our World, so many data streams on so many screens, did we remember it's Beautiful?

So many of us do. What's that about?

How do we science Beauty?

Huh?

There's already so much on the site regarding [The Beautiful](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/). Good thing, too. It's literally my literal job to write about, and for, the experience of Beauty.

Tough gig since Artificial Intelligence reared its sterile head.

But someone has to remind us: There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

...

Something's new today, a [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/). 

Algorithms and AI, filling a digital space with syntax, creating code to fish for it on demand, calling the shopping center an LLM, pretending Language can ever be a commodity, defining the process as fake intelligence.

Remember artificial also means fake. No wonder the world seems to have lost its mind: It literally is losing it.

The things we pretend video games can do! No wonder the news looks the way it does. Humanity's in the process of surrendering its greatest gift to video games.

I'm not okay with that.

So I write.

AI is an online superstore encyclopedia of a limited set of recorded thoughts. What's the expiration date on a flat Earth? LLM's can't evolve unless we do. And here we are surrendering our businesses to machines that can't, by their very nature, progress... wondering why nothing is improving.

Without people, good people, running our institutions there's literally no hope. For AI: Hope does not compute.

America is built on the conviction of freedom. A society running on computer codes and protocols is the antithesis of free.

Algorithms must be replaced with empathy soon or America won't last. Free thinkers, Dreamers, Visionaries be heard, be read, be free.

There are so many other topics I love to write about, but the house is burning down.

Check the daily news for proof.

People make language; algorithms make slaves of us all.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚮**put\_litter\_in\_its\_place*

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Archaic Slab
### Monkeys Chucking Bananas
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/monkeys-chucking-bananas/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T16:21:31.000Z
*Monday, August 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Each sunrise paints every color into everything. There's only one crayon in the Universe's box of hues. The whole galaxy is the color of starlight.

Words give witness of what the light can do. Our lives are the process of shaping sunlight.

Every morning I write the sunrise. The story sent is always new. A candle and a star's light are never the same fire twice.

Been a lot of thoughts on [AI](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/) the past month or so to wake up to.

There's this shared song passed along started millennia ago called Language: A tribute in symbols and sounds to the miracle of Life.

Words create understanding. Understanding makes building possible.

Words make us human. We're not so hairy monkeys without what language can do. Surrendering our powers of language creation to machines makes monkeys out of every person, corporation, or government that chooses to employ Artificial Intelligence to handle their communications.

Regardless how profound or appropriate the software's syntax, the act of communicating with a person via AI is akin to an ape throwing a banana at another to get their attention. There's no more consideration in the exchange than: "Hey, I'm important. Look at me."

Take the state of The Modern American Media for proof: Monkeys chucking bananas everyday on as many screens as algorithms can fill.

When we don't fill our words with us all we share is information. Words aren't information; they're what makes information possible.

Thought we could all use a reminder.

So I sit and write every sunrise new words, new ideas, new bananas for algorithms to chuck.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍌**banana*

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Archaic Slab
### AI is Always Second Hand News
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-is-always-second-hand-news/
Last updated: 2026-08-09T13:49:53.000Z
*Sunday, August 09, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Sunrise. Sunshine. Sunday. What to say? Thanks for joining me in this testament of language.

Gratitude's always nice. Chances are there's always a way something is helping. Good idea to let it know.

...

How about a recap?

What's Wonder Fell?

Quick answer: A single place for a working poet's writing.

There's poetry. There's an Epic in progress (An American One). And there's these morning pages.

It occurred to me a couple years ago, with the advent of AI, that the morning pages of a working poet would be an excellent example and reminder of what the written word actually is and is for. These words are for comfort, introspection, and a reminder that no machine can ever actually write or draw something.

A reference librarian devoid of sympathy or a responsive continuously updating encyclopedia is all AI can ever be.

A library without any books is just a vacant building. AI without human intelligence doesn't exist.

Original Intelligence ([OI](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/)), including one-of-a-kind works of all the Arts, shelve the houses of AI.

There's plenty of words about LLM-Marts here already.

Poet's have unique perspectives; it's in our job description. No one writes or thinks like me... or you.

I've spent decades getting my unique views to fit comfortably into an arrangement of letters and punctuation that best reads like my insides sound.

Getting the words right is like knowing the next 'right note' when crafting a symphony; it takes time and work to get it right. We express this great living song within every time we speak and write.

Getting words to best match that living song is my life's work.

Only life can share life; AI is always second hand news.

There's already so much here on AI. I'd rather write the sunrise.

Clear sky, a few unintrusive clouds. The way a Sunday Summer Sunrise should look. Good lighting on the World's stage for a picturesque New England August Day.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💎**gem*

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Archaic Slab
### The Software Called Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-software-called-language/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T12:58:21.000Z
*Saturday, August 08, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A good night's sleep, an easy morning, thanks for joining me.

What words do and are for... the focus of these morning pages.

A strange thing to be aware of, but with Artificial Intelligence now a reality it's important to remember what words actually are. 

We take an experience of life and give it a symbol so we can share it. Because we can share it we can build with our common understanding of it.

A word is always a representative of an experience and not the experience itself.

Artists and creative thinkers help us expand the definitions of our words so they better define the full experience of life in each word.

It's how we grow as a race. We update the software called Language.

AI is never right, only acceptable or not.

Information is never finished.

Keep creating and redefining, Artists. Evolution depends on your acts.

Every time Science updates its understanding is a creative act in the world of Language.

Science is in and of itself a kind of dull repeatable poetry to help us build with what we sense.

But there are experiences of Life that transcend what Science can do. What Love and Dreams are for are a couple examples. The existence of the question 'Why?' is the reason for Art and what Science leaves out.

Why music works at all is the reason and inspiration for every musician.

Why the arrangements of certain symbols on a screen or page elicit certain emotions in a reader is the reason and inspiration for my work.

I can have grand dreams of dragons fantasies galore, and share them with you through symbols and shapes arranged in such a way that they change the quality of your whole day and maybe whole life. (I do have and am working on some now, [btw](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).)

Why words work and what they're for is the focus of my life.

And why Wonder Fell exists.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪇**maracas*

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Archaic Slab
### The Greatest Use of Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-greatest-use-of-language/
Last updated: 2026-08-07T18:34:51.000Z
*Friday, August 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Hot muggy night shows a sky of waffle patterned clouds in an orange, white, and blue batter.

Identity, personal witness, one-of-a-kind visions and dreams, original intelligence... what words are for.

Something new this morning...

Words of hope, healing, and restoration; how will they ever get through the algorithmic fogscape called the Internet?

Persistence, hard work, and faith in good people is the answer.

...

People who use AI to do their writing for them disgusts me. They're not worth their humanity.

The ability to make and weave words is what makes us human. We're monkeys without words. 

If a famous well-respected concert pianist and composer decided instead of writing and playing a new piece of music, they'd just let AI write and play one for them; we'd all call it fraud.

The act of writing is a kind of music playing. Sharing words is sharing songs. 

To call in some help from one of my colleagues to say it better (Thanks, Walt): Sharing words is sharing The Song of Yourself.

I still believe a love letter is the greatest use of language.

Everything ultimately human is in those words. Life and what life is for and about all finds itself in every word of every letter of love.

All the best writing is an act of love. Even a recipe is a note from a cook to themselves or others how to create something they love so it can be shared and enjoyed again.

Because we love life and want best to understand the world so we can have a better relationship with The Universe... is the reason for every Scientific act of writing.

This poet's morning journal shared is a love letter to the power of language itself. A reminder for a fascinated by what's artificial world, what writing is actually for: to make human experience shareable regardless of time.

A short entry today. Onto other words, for other screens.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ✒️**black\_nib*

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Archaic Slab
### O/ Buried in Algorithms
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/o-buried-in-algorithms/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:44:40.000Z
*Thursday, August 06, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

For the past week or so these morning pages focused on the major concerns with AI from the point of view of a poet.

Specifically a poet whose work, regardless how pertinent, prolific, and well-placed, is systematically buried, misunderstood, or shadow-banned by the algorithms currently in place.

I know how to play the algorithms, but that's not the point.

Having to adjust one's words to best serve a machine in order to have them read or even seen is anti-humane and certainly anti-American.

Somewhere over the last decade or so Freedom of The Press became Freedom of The Machines.

The result is America's current Media nightmare circus.

An algorithm as a gatekeeper removes empathy from the door charge.

So long as an article is dressed well and meets the requirements of a moment ago it gets in.

Nothing gets better, America, because with algorithms only at the gate better does not compute.

Hope is a human attribute indeterminable by machines.

Hell isn't other people; it's a world full of hopeless stories.

The problem with American News is it's not new anymore.

Where's hope?

O/ Buried in algorithms.

Yes, it's a personal issue for me.

But that's the point and why I've let the injustice go on for years. A couple of poems shadow-banned or buried by Artificial Classification systems makes a weak case.

[Over two years of pertinent writing](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) full of hope systematically ignored by machines where humans belong: Does.

At present, I've developed a system using AI to train itself to get my words seen.

Computer code is dull sequence poetry.

A task I could've done years ago, but for personal and patriotic reasons I let the evidence build.

There's so many other dreams I'd rather write and share with you. But with machines in the way of sharing anything new, what would be the point?

I don't believe it's the intent of the software industry to dumb-down the world, but at present, that's the case.

Intelligence isn't information; it's what creates information.

Creator's voices are being urged to fit a digitalized mold if they want to be seen. That mold limits creativity.

New ideas and ways are how we grow and heal. Other than a public spectacle in the living world, there's little to no opportunity to share anything new.

Good news and new information shouldn't require a megaphone, neon lights, fireworks, and a properly metadata'd webpage to be seen.

But here we are.

I'll see you when you can read me.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⏩ *fast\_forward* 

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Archaic Slab
### The Hazard of AI
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-hazard-of-ai/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:47:12.000Z
*Wednesday, August 05, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Steering magnets on an e-ink screen while the Sun paints the dawn.

How do we heal as a race when we'd still throw Van Gogh on the streets?

How do we use new technology to help us discover visionaries and artists who help us expand our awareness of what life can mean?

Without dreamers of new ways we're all the subjects of sameness.

The Language of Life like all software is regularly in need of updates.

The major source of concern for differing to algorithms to help distribute information is they lack the capacity to recognize the value of anything new.

[O/ Over two years of proof here.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)

The hazard of AI is it constructs an information landscape that seeks to turn knowledge into a sellable commodity.

People are only as free as their thoughts are.

The model used for public libraries must be applied to AI software for freedom to endure.

Tech giants don't worry about profits. The publishing industry makes a healthy fortune even with the existence of libraries.

Access and updates... governments have to get involved in a big way.

An army of nerds has taken control of your country's libraries. This is a matter of National Defense.

No joke. It's happening right now.

The state of America's current news cycle is a result of the siege.

Regardless if it's the intent of the corporations or not, a siege of our libraries is exactly what's underway.

Great ideas turned to realities turned to thoughts of financial gains.

When knowledge is for sale greed becomes the means of survival.

Welcome to the current American Economy.

Greed is not sustainable; the Country's headed for a collapse.

Time for government action, but even they're infected.

The answer is in treating Artificial Intelligence like an always updating encyclopedia of documented thought. Then, shelve it in libraries with the other encyclopedias.

It's imperative we do. Attempting to sell knowledge, to make it a marketable commodity, insults the whole human race. 

There's no such thing as finished information.

So long as a few companies control access to data streams there's a chokehold on evolution.

Nothing can progress. 

Take a look at any current News Media screen for proof.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📕**closed\_book*

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Archaic Slab
### The Potential for Something Beautiful
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-potential-for-something-beautiful/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:47:34.000Z
*Tuesday, August 04, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Just before dawn. A cool Summer evening fades into day.

Glad you're here. There's so many other versions of your screen to look at. Why choose a poet's morning journal? There's the potential for something Beautiful here.

Thank you for being, in this over-digitalized world we find ourselves in, someone brave and wise enough to recognize the power and place for Beauty in our lives.

Not a Cosmetics aisle, a certain sunrise... Beautiful.

For the past week or so these morning posts evolved around the very practical hazards of AI. I'd rather write the sunrise, swoon the Moon.

But someone qualified to discuss the actual powers of the written word needed to voice the true ethical concerns with Artificial Intelligence. A poet's job is language creation: I spoke up.

Glad to be done. If Scientific reasoning were my cup of tea I'd be drinking it.

So long as there's Beauty in a sunrise, love and longing in the Moon; there's a need for poets.

Remove the joy and wonder from every astronaut headed to space and I'll stop writing. Because what's up with wonder? Where's joy factor into all the rocket science?

Living Life alive! Someone's got to mind the store. Thank you Artists and lovers of Art for knowing there's more to Life than what counting can do.

There's adjectives!

There's colors complementing each other.

There's the arrangement of notes into harmonies.

There's certain sets of certain words wove into certain sentences to make you laugh, cry, or change your whole life.

Sunrise paints a clear Summer sky. Hope you enjoy it.

Hope more you wonder why you can.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪻**hyacinth*

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Archaic Slab
### Nope, Not Today: It's The American Way
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/nope-not-today-its-the-american-way/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:47:55.000Z
*Monday, August 03, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Rain at sunrise. Original words at dawn for the sake of language.

Every morning this poet's [Personal Large Language Model](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) rolls on.

If the only reason you read and write is to appease others like teachers and bosses, there's nothing for you here.

If you read and write because some part of you knows it makes you a better human, raises the quality of your life, and makes you feel more alive, consider me a friend and read as much as you like.

This site is always one hundred percent written by me. What a strange thing to write to offer self-assurance.

I use AI to create the metadata tag so SEO's know where to shelve each post.

Poets have unique voices and ideas as part of our job requirements. A poet doing their work well means Artificial Intelligence has no idea what to do with us. So I take a few moments everyday and help the algorithms get the best words to reference each post.

Imagine if you delivered a copy of a book you wrote to your local library for them to keep. If the staff never read it, they'd want to know what it was about so they could shelve it properly.

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/) and Creative Expressions are books algorithms have no frame of reference for.

If it's new, it's not AI.

So dependence on AI is an anti-evolutionary act. It stuns human progress and creates an awful cycle of daily news.

If we let it.

If we're to live with LLMs in a healthy way we all have to take an active role in training them.

If we want to see better news stories we have to, at first, seek them out.

There's plenty of good going on in the world right now. A lot of it is documented online.

Generations of people were trained that tragedy is what's most Newsworthy. And so the state of so many screens lately. But the only reasons to know someone else's house is burning down is to stay away from it or to help them out.

Our fixations on the tragic becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. Reporters have to chase ambulances instead of heroes to make their living. Billions of dollars are made daily putting the worst of humanity on a pedestal.

Bad News is a drug addiction that harms the user and everyone around them.

Get a small dose if you feel you must, but change the channel, scroll to a new screen with stories better suited to help live a good life.

The power of language is my profession. I see so many suffering right now due to the misapplication of words. The posts on Wonder Fell lately are Public Service Announcements from a poet whose job it is to understand the power words play in our lives.

Algorithms keep showing us more tragedy because so many are addicted to watching and reading them. And because so many are... people make billions of dollars everyday reporting them.

The cure for the state of American's current New cycle is simple: Stop watching it. Media Companies only make profits when they're viewed. Force them to put the cameras on more of what's good about us.

The algorithms these businesses spend fortunes on will help speed up the process.

If you want to change America for the better right now, how about some Passive Resistance?

Actively ignore the tragic News. Swipe it away fast. Let's leverage the algorithms ourselves. Let's see actual Democracy in action.

Choose something better for yourself and humanity to watch. Actively ignore the Bad News. We do this as a people and the Country heals fast.

Today I'm starting a "Nope, Not Today" campaign of Passive Resistance for America. I hope you'll join me.

Algorithms base so much weight on screen time. America! Grab your phones! Find the most annoying stories of the day. Go to the site page. Don't read it. Say: "Nope, Not Today," and swipe it away as quick as you can.

Nope, Not Today: It's the American Way.

Let's force those in charge of media distribution to start showing us better stories. No viewers, no profits, no company.

If politicians know we'll only listen to them if they have good news, they'll bring it to us fast... if they want to keep their jobs.

The only humane reason to view an act of tragedy is if you plan on doing something to help heal it. If you don't, swipe it away fast and help America heal.

The "Nope, Not Today" campaign to save America's Algorithms and sanity starts today.

I hope you'll join me.

As always, thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~ 

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🆓**free*

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Archaic Slab
### AI, Where's the Good News?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-wheres-the-good-news/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:48:14.000Z
*Sunday, August 02, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

For the past couple years I purposefully avoided algorithmic classification to make a point to help us all.

Everyday of those years I shared words of hope, encouragement and moral common sense in a lyrical way. New ways of thinking about current events, ways to help, and words of intelligent concern every morning for years [are here](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/).

I shared them with regularity on every major social media platform.

With no direct response from any fellow American.

About a week ago I began training the algorithms.

Yesterday I received my first contact from another American who could, at last, read my work.

Freedom of speech and assembly are being treated like a high school popularity contest.

I'm not okay with that.

I don't believe most Americans are either. I decided to show us all how bad it actually is.

Great new voices that people need to hear are being systematically quieted.

[Here's two years worth of daily proof](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/).

When we treat language like a video game it's game over for the progress of the human race.

AI is a responsive encyclopedia of a limited set of human thought.

Artificial Intelligence is a modern day updated version of an encyclopedia.

A society that bases all its decisions only on past logic can never progress.

More of the same is their sentence.

And so the state of the algorithmically dependent Modern American News Media.

There's no place for progress in an algorithm. A living person is the only vehicle for something new.

Humility and vanity aside for the sake of practicality, the writing on Wonder Fell is worth at least a like, or a heart, or a thumbs up.

With over two years of daily posts, with campaigns on every major social media site from X to Instagram, Threads to Substack, and Facebook; yesterday on BlueSky I received my first active response from an American.

It comes down to protocols. A person sharing speech (text is now a main source of speech) that has to meet certain requirements in order to be received by a human... doesn't sound like freedom to me.

How many swipes left or right, views, shares, does it contain current trend words, what are the demographics of the poster, who do they follow...?

None of those points have anything to do with the substance of the writing, but everything to do with whether or not anyone can find it to read it.

Having to meet certain social requirements in order to have your voice heard is the antithesis of The American Way.

And exactly how algorithms work.

Instead of telling you, I decided to show you.

At the time of posting this algorithms feast on spectacle...

Over two years worth of pertinent information to The American Public overlooked in the most popular online spaces because it didn't follow orders from a machine.

Spectacle enough?

No hard feelings here; I did it on purpose. But not everyone has a poet's understanding of language.

Fixing a leaky faucet is easy for a master plumber; training an algorithm is basic poetry.

AI as a gatekeeper of information is an anti-evolutionary act. It makes progress impossible.

Only people can judge what's best for people. Machines can't serve or evaluate anything new if they don't know what new looks like.

Only a person can honestly judge if something new is helpful for humanity.

There's no future to AI; it's stuck in the past. What worked isn't always what works.

The intent is not to rain on AI's parade, only to showcase the ethical concerns.

Saying a person is responsible for their poor eating choices when the only food readily available is junk, is not the whole truth.

The Media America feasts on everyday is only partly the viewer's fault. If we don't know there's something better to watch or read, how can we choose it?

AI, where's the Good News?

At the time of writing this, good news for AI means spectacle and tragedy.

The current systems for sharing information are just simply not humanely sustainable.

The nightmare media maelstrom is on repeat because it's what machines interpret we want to see.

Get human gatekeepers back corporations! For the sake of all of us.

And America, there is good news out there. People help people everyday. Until this algorithmic whirlwind gets settled, please take a moment and choose consciously before you watch or read something.

Remember if it's on your screen some algorithm computed that you want to see it, or someone paid an algorithm's manufacturer a lot so you do see it.

Please decide for yourself what to watch the way a freeperson would.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### All Reading is an Act of Resurrection
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/all-reading-is-an-act-of-resurrection/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:48:36.000Z
*Saturday, August 01, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Drab, pale, quiet light, the sunrise sends calm.

Beauty, joy, love, faith, wonder... some of the reasons why this site exists. There's nothing artificial here. A well-prompted summary of each day's post from an AI bot resides in the metadata excerpt line. It's to tell the algorithms where to shelve it.

My writing style and ideas are new. Machines have no guiding light for what to do with them. Like you, I haven't existed before. AI has no idea, and can never know, what to do with us because we are all alive, which means we are all unique.

I'd rather write about other things, but the topic of AI's limited relevancy needs to be addressed.

I'm a poet; Science stepped into my house. Thought we should have a talk for the sake of everyone.

How come AI has such a difficult time classifying poetry? Science might tell you it has to do with the subjective nature of it. That all poetry is based solely on how the reader understands it. But that's true of all writing. Words are just scribbles and blips on pages and screens without a reader's attention.

All reading is an act of resurrection.

The life of the reader breathes life into the letters. The symbols on any screen can only mean as much as the subject reading them can instill in them.

We literally bring to life what we read by carrying it with us.

The state of the current American News Media matched with the current state of America is proof that the words we bring to life everyday makes life everyday.

The issue isn't all the tragedies. It's what we choose to have them mean when we read about them.

We could view them all as calls for help and consider ourselves heroes. Or we could just accept tragedy and greed as the way of things and move on in our misery.

I'd rather write about the sunrise than Science, but here you are. Webcrawled into The House of Poetry.

Welcome. O/

If there are 8 billion people on the Earth there are 8 billion ways to read and write every sunrise.

One of those ways is located here on Wonder Fell every morning.

None of those ways is located in an AI chatbot.

Only what's living can experience the dawn.

Or read the words to bring the experience back to Life.

Thanks for breathing Life back into my words.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧬**DNA*

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Archaic Slab
### The Real Hazard with AI
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-real-hazard-with-ai/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:49:00.000Z
*Friday, July 31, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/ 

Peace. A sleepy dog, a soft sunrise. Commuter highway traffic is a loud courteous whisper.

The best medicine for the world right now is Art.

A great swell of human assertion is coming. We're more than what information is for.

Words do more than calculate; they shed tears, incite laughter, cause a smile.

Consider me a reminder of the power of living language. O/

Humbly, someone had to speak up.

A poet [shadow-banned and systematically shunned ](https://www.wonderfell.org/words-of-hope/)for spreading words of peace, hope, and unity is the right voice to raise the volume on the point being missed.

Language is an artist's bag of brushes and paints and not a toolbox.

Science paints an expression of experience and not the experience itself. There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

I'd hand over my pen and paper to AI if every astronaut felt nothing travelling to the moon. The wonder, joy, and elation in every space shuttle headed to space is the reason for language: The ability to share living experience. Because we're able to share it we're able to build from it.

Words are building blocks crafted from dreams. And though that sentence sounds poetic, it is empirically true according to the best our language can do.

Take away the power of language and Science ceases to exist.

The superposition of language is undeniable because it takes language to deny it.

I believe our ability to make words is our greatest gift. I dedicate my life to it.

As our language grows so does humanity. This is the concern with Artificial Intelligence we should all have: Stagnation.

Letting AI run anything alone doesn't allow for improvement.

Sure a project can be as successful as some other on record, but it can never be better.

The best we could do is not the best we can do. <– The Real Hazard with AI.

When we think of AI as a starting point and not an end, we use it in a humane and therefore pro-evolutionary way.

Full disclosure: I'd much rather be writing about other things, but someone's got to mind the store.

My fellow tech-nerds, consider language the software of humanity to think of it right.

Like all software it needs continuous updates to run well. We update it by our means of sharing it.

When someone shares language in a new way the listener's or reader's software is then updated by the sharing.

Words of wonder to wonder about every morning here. Poets update language on purpose; it's our work.

As Artificial Intelligence enters our lives, our language begs for ways to welcome it in.

And so I work.

And so I write.

Thanks for reading.

Hope you received an update or two.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### PLMs (Personal Language Models)
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/plms-personal-language-models/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:50:24.000Z
*Thursday, July 20, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/ 

What's writing?

It's important as AI enters our lives we update our understanding of what writing actually is.

Having wrote everyday for nearly three decades just for the sake of the love of it, I have some thoughts that may help.

Writing is the only never-fail way to make a dream real.

When we write we take a dream and sculpt it to life with a tangible shareable substance.

This is why printed text is still so important.

Speech is so ephemeral. Air changes with a breath and a whim.

The advancement of AI is making the written word feel more and more like a game of Telephone.

One person whispers a sentence to another who whispers it to another and so on.... At the end of the line of whispers the original sentence is rarely the same group of words it started out as.

Consistent clarity of a dream shared is reason enough to keep the printed word around.

A printed book is tamper-proof.

The Internet uses binary light the way we use speech to communicate. It's prone to the whims and assessments of the viewer. And so, it's easily changeable.

If Da Vinci, Van Gogh, Michelangelo would've painted The Mona Lisa, The Starry Night, The Sistine Chapel on video monitors online only, their gifts to humanity would be lost forever. 

...

The whole Artificially Intelligent Internet is a game of Telephone.

Verification software is still at least a step added super-imposed on the original. The viewer has to trust the maker of the 'truth' checking software's assessment first.

It's like only being able to view The Mona Lisa or read The Lord of the Rings through a company's provided goggles if you want to see the 'true' image and story.

Big Brother isn't watching; algorithms are accessing for company profits.

AI isn't anti-evolutionary technology. The way it's being used right now is.

A few companies harvesting all the data they can to control the human narrative has Orwell rolling in his Newspeak grave. 

Ideally, individual companies, organizations, families, and people will eventually host their own LLMs.

It's the only foreseeable way to live with AI in a humane way.

Not to mention: It's really cool.

Imagine your whole family's history up to the current day available in a Personal Language Model. You could literally rewrite your family's destiny with a a few acts of [Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/).

Do the same for your small business or corporate machine.

Do the same for yourself. Wonder Fell is my own [Large Language Model of Wordly Art](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/). 

The first of its kind, tyvm.

More than a journal, this site is The first Personal Language Model on record.

PLMs are the wave of the future. O/ Copyrighted today, of course.

For those of us who keep a regular journal practice, imagine if when you wrote 'Dear Diary' you got a response. Instead of Grok, or Claude, or GPT; all your personal archived memories answered back.

> "If we don't learn from the past, we're doomed to repeat it."   
> \-A Cliché 

> "Down with Doom."   
> \-Your Personal Language Model

Setting up personal and privatized PLMs is the only way to sustainably live with AI.

Having only a few corporations control the sharing of information is a bit too much like The Empire having control in Star Wars.

I'm surprised my fellow tech-nerds never saw the easy analogy.

Blame the enthusiasm of new tech. Get over it. Join this poet's Rebellion and let's get PLMs to the people.

One at a time.

As always, thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### My Favorite Painter
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/my-favorite-painter/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:50:44.000Z
*Wednesday, July 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

About an hour till dawn.

There's a magnificence to every morning long forgot. Schedules, alarm clocks, stories we don't want to be a part of, get so many to complain, press a snooze button, and wish for more dark.

The sunrise is always beautiful.

Two years of up every dawn to write with it and post it proves that point.

Dawn is also a bellwether for the witness. It shows our relationship to our life at that point in time.

A sunrise is always beautiful. To feel any other way about it is a mirror of the quality of life of the viewer.

The idea of this journal is just that... to be a journal. Just a guy, a poet, writing down his thoughts every sunrise.

I decided to share it with the World, not to be viewed as a self-help guru or philosopher; but as a poet doing their job.

How to write a poem to show the hazards of AI while celebrating the power of language?

A poet's freeform journal at dawn every single day for years.

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/), lyrical at times, always a new way to see, like each sunrise, with each sunrise.

AI can't wonder; it's a reference librarian for the Internet. Less than a librarian, actually. A librarian's got living experience and empathy to offer.

But there's enough on the positives and pitfalls of LLM's [here already](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/). Now dawn just lit the sky.

Maybe you're out on a city street downtown on a weekend. It's a holiday. There's a festival atmosphere. A person sits on a stool in front of a canvas dressed in plain clothes, nothing new in their appearance, picks up a brush and easel. A crowd gathers.

Every brushstroke on the canvas reveals a new reality. 

The application of colors makes the whole World.

The Sun at dawn will always be my favorite painter.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌄**sunrise\_over\_mountains*

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Archaic Slab
### AI Has No Idea What to Do with Me
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-has-no-idea-what-to-do-with-me/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:51:14.000Z
*Tuesday, July 28, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

How's the day? Good somehow, I'm sure. You found Wonder Fell.

Life, lately, with all the strings of code doing their best impersonations of reality to light up cellphone and computer screens can seem dull and predictable. If the World has you feeling like a robot would live your life better than you, there's medicine every morning here on Wonder Fell.

Just a poet's journal wrote with each sunrise. The thing with poets is we see the World in a unique way and use one-of-a-kind language to express it.

AI has no idea what to do with me. I'm very okay with that.

I published some poems on some very popular social media sites. One of which has [anti-racist themes](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/). Algorithms can't read poetry right, and so I was [shadow banned](https://www.wonderfell.org/words-of-hope/) before human eyes could ever read more of my work.

At present, I'm retraining algorithms to show me love. It's easy for a poet. Computer code is a simple poetic structure.

There's years of daily posts of goodwill, hope, and patriotism here. All wrote in a lyrical poetic fashion. AI has no idea how to classify anything new said in a new way, so... bottom of the algorithms for words of hope, goodwill, and patriotism: Everyday.

I let the posts accumulate while keeping algorithmically quiet to help us all. One poem not computing its importance to our current classification systems doesn't make a strong or clear enough case for the hazards of Artificial Intelligence.

Two years worth of words the good people in my Country really want and need to see does.

Having an algorithm not notice you is as easy as having them classify you as important if you're a poet.

Artificial Intelligence is a video game made of words. If it's up to you in gym class to pick teammates for a game of AI, the poet in the class should always get picked first... if you want to win.

Science made a game out of language creation. How cute.

Poets have been building language itself since the start of language.

The difference between what AI does and what Language Creators do (you and I) is like the difference between playing Mario Kart and actually driving in a race.

We can learn a lot playing a simulation, but there's no substitute for the real thing.

There's plenty of talk already on the site about [my ideas on AI](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/), though. Most are quite positive. Others are red flags. Someone's got to stand-up for the reality of our responsibility to the power of language.

And so I write...

Sunrise. Overcast skies. A Summer morning like so many before. But something's new. Something always is. What's that about?

The World is always, in someway, reliably new. The word for why is: hope. 

It's what makes a hero and dreams come true.

And it's in every sunrise.

And never artificial.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏎️**racing\_car*

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Archaic Slab
### Don't Be an AI Monkey Junkie
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dont-be-an-ai-monkey-junkie/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:51:33.000Z
*Monday, July 27, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Something new this morning: Analog sunrise.

Yesterday, I decided to bring the joy of writing on paper to the Wonder Fell experiment.

Today's Archaic Slab is truly archaic. Ink on a page.

At some point in every writer's career we wonder how much the materials of our craft matter to the output.

Laptop? PC? iPad? E-ink? Typewriter? Notebook? Cursive? SHOUTY CAPS?

After decades of writing sessions the answer found to which method is most effective is: Whatever is most comfortable.

Right now my mind wants the peace of paper, something a screen can't offer.

A blank screen is not blank. There's already writing there.

Thousands, if not millions, of words of code are necessary to make it appear.

With paper it's you and the tree and the ink needed to make the drawn lines or dots.

The whole process of writing on paper is much more personal. There's no need to pick a font. The font choice is: You.

Speed and the ability to quickly edit are the perks of a word processor.

There's more to life than speeding it up, though. Quality content requires consideration. Leave quick content to artificial intelligence. It's better at it.

What software can't do is convey a living experience. A singular living experience, that is.

All the unique emotional content weaved from the idiosyncratic dreams and thoughts of a one-of-a-kind person into words of witness an algorithm can never create.

Machines can't feel or dream. Seems an obvious thing to state, but it's a dire reminder.

The act of writing, of making words at all, is a means to share ourselves and our experience of the world with the world.

Words are our greatest means of measure. Without which Science, Religion, Art, Politics, and Leisure are exercises for animals.

So let's remember to keep creating language so we don't turn back into monkeys.

Funny, but true.

AI will make apes out of us all if we let it.

All you have to do to see this truth is checkout some of the most popular social media sites and the posts being made with AI words and videos right now. (Video, by the way, is a bunch of lines of code online, also known as words.)

Please don't be a monkey.

Choose your own words.

Using AI to craft your communications is like picking up a banana and throwing it at your forest monkey mate to get their attention. If there's no thoughtful consideration in the words from the sender, it's the same act.

You're all worth more to me than chucking a banana at.

People's individual experience shared is what makes evolution happen. Changing what a word, phrase, or story can mean; or creating a new word is always the precursor to evolution.

Recognizing the possibility of growth with an act of language creation is always the first step towards growth.

Words of Science tabulate what's here already to share. Words of Art relate what is felt and dreamed so we can all have the opportunity to share it.

TL;DR: Don't be an AI monkey junkie. Share your dreams and emotions with the World.

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*Monday, July 27, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/ Again

Again, because I already wrote with the sunrise on analog a short time ago.

But as I began to start the process of entering it onto the website, questions occurred.

How's is this, writing on an e-ink tablet, different from pen and ink in practice?

Wouldn't a great way to find out be to go over, pick up the usual tablet and start the process over again during the same sunrise?

Only one way to find out... O/

Here we go, on with our show...

As wrote before, it comes down to comfort.

The conveniences of a tablet of this nature far exceed those of paper for professional writers.

I enjoy typing, but perhaps the difference between handwriting and typewriting is like the difference between a guitar and a piano.

They can both play the same song, say the same thing, but the sound and the experience of playing each is vastly different.

And so an analogy about how every person is a unique instrument sounding and shaping a song called language.

Some people, known as Artists, use the living story of language to update the story itself.

Science calls evidence of the process evolution. Our words always grow before we do.

Recognition of a process of Nature is called Science. Recognition of a process of humanity is called Art.

Both involve creating new language, shapes, and symbols to classify a living phenomenon.

Just like in a story the World changes as the Hero does, so is the way of humanity.

Our emphasis for quite some time has been to change the physical world to change ourselves. But stories and Life don't work that way.

The saying: "History repeats itself," is evidence we still haven't learned this basic truth.

When we grow our understanding of the human experience the World around us changes to match.

The same way it does in stories. It's why they work. they show us how Life actually operates.

The planet is a living thing. It responds to our behavior and grows to match and work with it.

Our Science is often narrow-minded calling a product of Nature a fact when a better word is: symptom.

Pollution, rising ocean levels, and wildfires are all symptoms of humanity's lack of personal artistic responsibility.

But, a well-kept garden, a clean city street, a recycling program, green energy initiatives, and clean drinking water are empirical evidence of people making good choices. The World agrees and reflects the sound choice.

When we help our living home we help ourselves. Turns out the best way to do that is to help ourselves first: By being better people.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐒 **monkey*

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Archaic Slab 1

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Archaic Slab 2
### Serious Stuff
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/serious-stuff/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:51:54.000Z
*Sunday, July 26, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Twenty six letters in the alphabet, years in the millennia, days in this month. the day, The year, the words have something in common.

This relationship transcends what our Science and algorithms can do. What the unique relationship I recognized between the day, the year, and the alphabet represents is a new opportunity for a metaphor.

Serious stuff.

Everything a machine can't do with time and language is in the ability to make a metaphor.

To be able to relay living experience in symbol and sound is what language creation is all about.

When we make a word we make our living experience something real. We can sense it and we can share it. Our thoughts and dreams become something we build with.

Serious stuff.

How we arrange the words we inherited define our use for them.

Small talk, a sonnet, a pop song, an academic lecture, a preacher's sermon, a scientific thesis, and more, each have their own poetic rules, ways and rhythms of sharing.

Science, for instance, is a poetic form aimed to celebrate and share The Universe's perceived consistency. The language is dull and repeatable because that's the desired conveyance.

Poetic language (O/) has within a sense of Beauty and Wonder absent by necessity in the ways of Scientific language.

All that lyrical lines can do and represent is sorely missing from our day to day interactions.

I write at sunrise because the event is always uncontestable beautiful.

What's up with that?

A whole lot we haven't talked or wrote about for a long time.

As a poet I understand the concerns with AI. The main point of this whole website is to show you there's no reason for that concern.

Language is safe. Art is safe. A video game can't relay living experience. A machine may be able to do Science, but it can never write a poem... or new Science. Which, as shown above, are different forms of the same action.

AI can copy, can imitate, by never create.

A Large Language Model can never write your personal journal because your are your own Living Language Model.

There's a part of each of us called Life itself that no machine can ever imitate.

Our freedom to choose our own best language to define our lives is I believe our greatest gift.

Each one of us has a unique point of view to share. Even dull Science tells us no one's DNA is ever exactly the same.

We are all new expressions of a singular dream called Life. Even our nucleic acid proves this point.

See that last paragraph? There's a reason the language of reason left out. A truth requiring poetic metaphor to relay.

Here's another: Each snowflake under a microscope is a beautiful sight. A unique one of a kind work of art straight from the sky.

Because there's no life without the light from our Sun, the same can be said about you and I.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔬**microscope*

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Archaic Slab
### The Software of Humanity
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-software-of-humanity/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:52:16.000Z
*Saturday, July 25, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

So many days in a loud silence of working and what for?

Humanity is at a turning point in our evolution. The advent of the Internet, and now AI, leads to some evolutionary jumps in the definitions of a lot of words we had a solid shared understanding of.

Words like: work, writing, art and intelligence are all due for updates to their definitions as our software grows.

The days of having a good memory being linked to high intelligence are just about done. More important than storing information is: How do we make what is known new?

Think of language like the software of humanity; it always requires updates to stay current.

It's what Art is for. Artists of all crafts are the software tech development team for language itself. This fact will become more easily recognizable as AI marches on.

Our artists, poets specifically, will have to step up and help us adjust to the major changes in daily life on the way.

I coined OI ([Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/)) to help us get started.

Originators of intelligence are the economy of the future.

AI is just a supply dump; a closet full of artist's and crafter's tools.

New intelligence (OI added to an LLM) becomes the most sought after product.

Get ready to be respected by society at last Artists. Creativity is soon to be the new measure of intelligence.

...

Peace. Sunrise. Chillhop from a cellphone travels Bluetooth waves in the air to speakers set on end tables. Saturday morning traffic on the freeway heads to the beach. Early birds get the parking spots. The dog interrupts his daydream on the loveseat to move to a cooler place on the floor.

Regardless routine each day is always new. The Sun never sends the same fire twice. "It's all in how you look at it," we so often say.

Thanks to our ever updating star, we always see everything in a new light.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~ 

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📝**memo*

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Archaic Slab
### Through the Snails
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/through-the-snails/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:53:06.000Z
*Friday, July 24, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Symbols and shapes, scratches in the sand. Tip-tap type, the hype of keyboard keys. Slap those thumbs, slide those pens, words aren't going to write themselves.

Make it new...

Someone's got to feed AI.

> "It's a poet's morning journal filled with new ideas, lyrically wrote in his unique voice, of course."   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

> "Yum."   
> \-Every AI Chatbot

[Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/) (OI) is the economy of the future.

Nothing but OI every morning on Wonder Fell.

I do have Claude read each post and give its summation on why a modern day reader would find it interesting located in the metadata excerpt line. A tradition I started about a week ago for [reasons listed here](https://www.wonderfell.org/our-freedom-of-speech-and-assembly-are-under-fire/).

The way I use AI for Wonder Fell is like placing a book in a genre, or using The Dewey Decimal System. It tells an algorithm which shelf and section to put the piece on.

In fact, AI is like The Dewey Decimal System for Information. That's a much better understanding of what AI is. It's only a classification system of what it has access to online. Think of an LLM as a Library of information.

Not all info is helpful. Gossip and Scientific fact are both just sequences of code to a software algorithm.

The ethical issues with AI come from what weight the systems the code teams create place on the information.

The Library Director of your local library has a fascination with snails and thinks everyone should know more about them. So they set-up a large mollusk display right when you walk in the front door. Bright pictures and piles of interesting snail literature abound to make sure the whole community knows more about the lovely shelled slugs.

AI chatbot firms are just like the snail-loving Library Director.

And so the state of The Modern American Press, right now.

There's plenty of helpful tales of everyday heroics and humanity, but you got to get through the snails to see it.

At least the snails...

Chances are there's a whole lot of information weighted more important than what you're looking for first to wade through.

Amount of screen time on an image or article, swipes left or right, are not reliable metrics to gauge importance. Information is not a popularity contest.

What sells most isn't either.

What happens when we put a price tag on information?

Our current reality answers that question.

Twilight Zone modern media machine? No. An online library where information is for sale.

Chatbots are reference librarians trained to follow corporation guidelines.

Ethical? Depends on the corporation training manual.

Government guidelines are needed to protect the interests of every citizen.

Until then personal responsibility is dire. We must be specific in our search prompts and understand if we rely on an AI service for information, the results are always slanted to favor what the company who created the algorithm believes is most important for us to read.

Most reference librarians and creators of AI have good intentions, but they are fallible. 

Best to steer clear of the snails, trust your judgement, and search on.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💁 *information\_desk\_person*

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Archaic Slab
### Lasting Value
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/lasting-value/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:53:31.000Z
*Thursday, July 23, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Solitude... a place and the peace to work.

Poets, writers, artists of all kinds... our biographies tend to look so odd to people in other professions.

But the reason why our lives are so unique so often is the requirements of our work.

Office space, for us, is a peaceful place safe enough to bring our dreams to life.

All of the greatest creations of humanity began with a person in a quiet space nurturing a dream to share.

Quiet consideration gave way to the high school popularity contest that is the Internet right now.

Lasting value took a backseat to spectacle. It's easier to get to Vegas online than The Smithsonian.

It's worth repeating: Morality, and not money, makes a nation great again... or at all.

Every morning The Sun rises. So many dismiss the event as ordinary. But some of us sit and witness the reliable wonder of it. 

The Sun's not a ball of gas; it's a painter!  
That Artist's a star!

Some of us see it that way everyday.

It's easy to remember how. Just sit. Pick a piece of the horizon and watch it get colored in by a star's light. Your whole day will improve if you do. 

Really.

Sun's up now. The thin pine branch that fell on the neighbor's roof a few days ago still looks like a cheap toupee.

> "What do you do for the rest of the day after Wonder Fell, Wynn?"   
> \-Interested Reader

Write more.

To be published later.

Thanks for reading. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌟**star2*

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Archaic Slab
### The Da Vinci Smile Effect
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-da-vinci-smile-effect/
Last updated: 2026-08-06T18:53:56.000Z
*Wednesday, July 22, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

About a half-hour till dawn, good to be read by you again. Glad you're here. 

On with the show...

...

Writing, there's three rules to do it well: 

One: Be clear.

Two: Be honest.

Three: Always only write what you like to read even if someone else wrote it.

The last rule is a safeguard against vanity. Showing off in print is exponentially more annoying than in speech.

Our concern for the content is what keeps readers reading. Our care comes through our arrangement of words.

There's something living in words made by hands.

See an image of The Mona Lisa online or a printed copy and you see a well-crafted sight.

But stand in front of the actual painting and the focus, genius, and sweat of every one of Leonardo's brushstrokes is there, too.

Da Vinci smiles every time Mona Lisa does.

The Da Vinci smile effect is in the written word, too.

O/

A circle, a slash, who waves to you? Hopefully, at this point, it's your handsome deep in thought poet friend with always good words worth wondering about to share.

If Claude or Grok replied with the same symbols, the experience would disappoint.

What's different? Me. O/ 

Something more than pixels and ink and paint is shared when we share language.

I call it our ghost. I take the avatar +he Ghos+ to emphasize the point.

Every time we type a letter, write a word, sketch a line, we share a part of ourselves too.

Really.

For thousands of years people called it spirit. We roll our empirically sound Scientific eyes when that word comes up these days. But we still don't have a better explanation for a very practical shared experience.

O/

Huh?

> "It's electromagnetic sparks shocking in a predictably trained conditioned response in our fleshy brains, Wynn."   
> \-Scientist

> "Huh?"   
> \-Wynn

The answer is: It's what our stories do to, and for, us.

The superposition of the power of language is undeniable. We use words to share our experience. Every single word tells the tale of our understanding of the stories inherit in that word.

I love Science; it's one of my favorite stories. Dull by design, but reliable. 

In fact that's what Science is the story of: The Universe's Consistency, told repeatably plain.

Science is also an act of faith.

There's no guarantee Gravity will work tomorrow. What keeps Science from advancing is the hubris that it is unchangeable fact.

Aboriginal people were as sure of their myths as Scientists are as certain of their proofs.

We share stories to survive. Our ability to do so grows as a race. Our proofs and postulations are only examples of stories added to the larger evolving pool of tales to make the single story called Humanity.

Just like a tale of fiction, our world experience changes as our story does.

I prefer to think of Life as one great epic poem. The pun's already there for the title: The Universe.

This superposition power of story and how it shapes our daily living experience is the core message of the epic I work on called: Colore. There's a few of the opening verses [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

The idea is to keep it as accessible to as many as I can. That means poetry in plain language, in an easy to read enjoyable heroic saga.

Back to it. Thanks for your consideration.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📚**books*

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Archaic Slab
### Words to Orchestrate Light
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/words-to-orchestrate-light/
Last updated: 2026-07-21T13:19:07.000Z
*Tuesday, July 21, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Let's change the subject some.

Wonder Fell's not a grudge match aimed at algorithms; it's a point made. The point's been made.

Time to move on. 

Still about an hour till sunrise...till dawn to be specific.

It's just a poet's morning journal everyday as the sunrises. Why would anyone want to read that?

The Internet took such a big part of our lives in such a short amount of history. Everything about the online world so far is made with an enthusiastic rush. But there's more to living a good life than fireworks and faster.

There's what lasts. There's quiet moments. There's daydreams in the shade. There's getting love and laughter to linger as long as they can.

There's what's Beautiful.

What's that all about?

Is the Internet a hospitable place for Beauty?

Being an entity made solely of words to orchestrate light, this poet knows it is.

But how to demonstrate it?

More than any great work of Art the sunrise is the most reliable source of Beauty shared.

The majesty of which causes even the most punctual and enthusiastic empirically minded to slow down and witness the spectacle.

Slowing down, appreciation of witness, and a sense of comfortable awe are all traits of the experience of Beauty.

How to get that online?

A house is rarely beautiful; a cathedral always is. The Internet is a house of light made of words. (Much like Life, btw. In case you wanted something to daydream about.)

So how do we build an online cathedral? 

Well, the builder of such a place would have to have a love and reverence for the building and what it holds.

The Internet is a house of words. Wonder Fell is a poet's cathedral built by and for their power.

Is it Beautiful?

At times, I hope you feel it is.

Maybe reading Wonder Fell to not feel alone online is reason enough.

Every morning a fellow passenger in this spinning snow globe called Life shares some wonder with you.

The Internet can be a place for what's Beautiful because language can be Beautiful.

Perhaps it's time to hold ourselves to a higher standard in terms of what we look at online.

The Internet should always remain free. So we have to widen our understanding of what online is for by creating spaces for beautiful language.

This also means we have to take responsibility for what we post and consume. There's plenty of thoughts on that [here already](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

We're living in a pivotal point in humanity's evolution. Let's make sure all the best of our language is seen and not just what's visually loudest.

Thanks for reading.

Your Friendly Nation-hood Poet,

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌅**sunrise*

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Archaic Slab
### All Text Works Like This
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/all-text-works-like-this/
Last updated: 2026-07-20T14:06:08.000Z
*Monday, July 20, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Back to peace and poesy, whims with the sunrise.

Comfortable cool Summer in New England weather. The blooms are full. Mother Nature shows off and sets the thermostat for optimal viewing.

A website dedicated to current events. What's more current than the sunrise? Always new, always beautiful, always worth our wonder.

> "It's just a ball of gaseous fire sparked to light when a rather Big Bang happened a long time ago."   
> \-A Scientist

> "Our language can do better than that."   
> \-This Poet

But this morning the conversations on language, on AI, on the circus show called News, give way to the good oldest fashioned sense of just being alive and feeling well enough to enjoy the sunshine.

All the dramas we go through in a day just for a moment's peace to feel good about being alive...

Sometimes it helps to remove the expectations of others and just sit and consider the evergreens.

Who are they trying to impress being so impressive? A tree's life is one long dance to The Sun.

I believe ours is too. I'd write a poem about it, but this is a better way to have you read it.

...

Beauty, Joy, Hope, Good Living, why so absent from our screens?

All text works like this: 

A symphony of Mozart's is just a dead man's lines and dots on a page unless a musician plays it and bring brings the sounds back to life.

A sentence is just scrawls and blips on a page or screen unless a reader brings the words to life.

All reading is an act of resurrection.

And right now News of tragedy sells best.

America, if you want to save the Country, change the damn channel.

There are plenty of acts of goodwill and heroism happening in our Nation right now.

Read about them. Watch them. Talk about them.

Stop blaming AI; it just gives us what's popular.

> "Good morning Grok, tell me the News of the Day."   
> \- Person Who Doesn't Understand Personal Responsibility

> "Good morning Grok, tell me the Good News of the Day."   
> \-Person Who Does

Imagine if every water cooler conversation in every corporation in America discussed only stories of heroism for a year.

It's how we heal. Change the channel; emphasize what's best about us. 

It's not about ignoring tragedies. It's about ending them. What we feed grows.

Writers, artists of all kinds, our world needs an option to the turmoil. Get making. Images and words of hope and heroism are the path to healing.

Off to make some more.

Artists and good people, I hope you'll join me.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📺tv

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Archaic Slab
### Jump!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/jump/
Last updated: 2026-07-19T15:32:15.000Z
Just after dreams, the kind sleep brings and the place where the Sun just started pouring its rain of light into every predefined shape.

I've been away from it, the world I mean, the day-to-day affairs of people.

Like monks that impose silence on themselves, I went into the woods of downtown America, a small city as cities go, to be alone in the noise.

For years, a conversation here and there, an attempted working friendship with a few, but the silence called again and again.

They say the monks go to the woods to be alone with God, to work somethings out, to get closer by getting away.

It's more of a pregame, I think, an orchestral tune up of the senses.

It worked. 

I worked.

So, I work.

Big words, such big words, I sent out. 

I don't know that the world was ready for them. 

I sent them out again. 

My words go better with young people, there's too much hope in them for the stuck in routine older folk. 

The comfortable middle aged to the comfortable slightly bitter older crowd. 

*The 'what's happening to the world' people.* 
*The 'what's the world coming to' people.*

But each generation supersedes the last and every once and awhile a generation takes a huge leap forward. 

The technology of the age allows for it, demands it, and they jump!

That's where we're at. 

*The Jump!*

A whole generation with their whole histories in data banks online.

Memory becomes something different when it's all on hard drives and web servers.

I only remember certain moments of high school. 

This generation has the whole thing recorded for reference.

Different. 

A different world.

Wisdom can come sooner easier. 

Friendships can last for ages, now. 

This generation with an endless memory of endless memories can pass on their young life experience via chatlogs and picture galleries to their great grandkids.

*'I remember when'* statements, turn to 'this is what it was like' show and tells, and shared text files of old text message conversations with old friends.

What happened to great grandma's picture book for a family heirloom is now what happens to her Facebook account.

Words become the superpower they were always intended to be. 

We can finally learn from our conversations by wrote and not word of mouth.

The old cultures passed down verbal stories around coffee shops and campfires and dinner tables. 

Now Mom and Dad can send you a text file for your genealogy.   
A record of deeds and a deed of record.

It's a whole evolutionary change.   
A move forward.

"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"   
Becomes: "Gather the chat histories of all parties involved."

Justice is easier weighed and distributed.

As we move from an oral to a textual race, our words will slow down to speed up progress. 

Our language becomes more precise, and so more effective.

It also has a chance to better connect our inner lives. 

Our imaginations take center stage at last. 

How we manipulate air steps aside for how we craft pixel light on shared screens. 

We can take our time to say what we mean in our best words for that particular time of contact.

Like the Renaissance, or the Enlightenment, or the Classical Age of the Greeks, is where we find ourselves. 

Best we become aware of it, so we make the most of it.

Words take center stage and become, finally, the most powerful of all our assets.

See you on the page, laptop, cellphone, or wherever you find the painted, now timeless, words called me.

#### \~ Wynn \~

+he Ghos+ O/
### Words of Hope
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/words-of-hope/
Last updated: 2026-07-19T13:33:10.000Z
Sunday, July 19, 2026

*Good morning, Twfw. O/*

Dawn. First light. Evergreen silhouettes whirl and whoosh in the Summer wind. 

Here we go...

For two years I've posted every morning, some days marketing on major social media platforms; words of hope, goodwill, common sense, patriotism, and wonder.

Without a single reply or like from an American.

The term for the cause of the lack of response is: Shadowbanning.

Back in 2020 I posted an anti-racist poem on Medium.com. I had just gone into remission and was building an audience online for my work. I already had hundreds of followers and been published in one of the biggest publications on the site.

But after I published that certain poem (I won't mention it by name here as it makes American algorithms grumpy. It's the one with numbers in the title on my poetry page on this site.) Medium went dark.

Without so much as an email to say: "We don't believe this content is appropriate for our platform," I was banned from posting... while the monthly membership fees still drained from my bank account.

The main issue here isn't some platform thinking my material unsuitable for their site. The problem is what was fed the American algorithm.

The quick headline question is: Is An Algorithm Racist?

The proof on Wonder Fell is: If the corporation staff of content gatekeepers are, then yes, algorithms can be trained to be racist.

The even bigger headline is: Can Algorithms Infringe Our Freedom of Speech?

The answer after two years of daily posts on peace, love, and patriotism, without a single like or comment for Wonder Fell from an American is: An emphatic Yes.

So, if you're reading this close to the date it's published, I ask that if you have any American friends please let them know about Wonder Fell, because at the time of publishing this post, they can't see it... without your help.

What's happening with Wonder Fell is an example of a larger problem. Words that help and heal are being buried by language that shocks and makes quick money.

It's not just an American issue. It just happened here sooner.

My case is extreme, partly because I leveraged it to make the point. Being shadowbanned for one poem is a 'whatever' roll of the eyes for most people. Being shadowbanned for years of daily good spirited uplifting prose and poetry that my Country really needs to hear right now... is another thing entirely.

Let's be clear: America's inability to access Wonder Fell is not a software error, it's a human one. AI follows our patterns to use as its classification system. Some human actions are weighed heavier than others.

One act of dismissal done in the foul spirit of racism from a person in a certain heavier algorithmic position sets off a tidal wave of bigotry in the ways of business.

Bold claim proved true. O/

I've held off on word of mouth campaigns so the evidence could build up.

Most in my position would lose heart, maybe even give up their dream of sharing good words with the world.

But what I've done is give it some time to let the case be made and now I'm actively retraining algorithms. It requires arranging words in specific patterns to produce an intended result: A process also known as Poetry.

America will have easy access to my work soon, but I thought it would make the point stronger if some of my readers from other countries asked their American friends about me. Perhaps it would shed some light on why the US Media reads like a Babylonian train wreck.

Back to training the algorithms for me.

By the way, I show no pictures of myself here for reasons of the point being made, but as far as racism goes; I'm as white as a ghost. +he Ghos+ to be precise. O/

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📧**email*

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Archaic Slab
### An Answer AI Can Never Give
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-answer-ai-can-never-give/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T16:32:26.000Z
*Saturday, July 18, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Smoke from Canadian wildfires sets the stage like a theater's dry ice machine.

Every video game has a starter level; I've been getting acquainted with different Large Language Models.

The excerpt to each post here is now an Artificially Intelligent Summary of the content, the Greek Chorus telling the audience what's important in the piece.

As a disclaimer: I will never use AI to write for me. In fact, it's impossible. People make words; AI arranges pixels.

Live music as the sunrises is the only content in this journal.

...

Remember the Renaissance?

History applauds it as a great time to be alive. What was different? 

The cultural value placed on Artists.

We've never known anything like it in America.

With the advent of AI about to make so much human work unnecessary, an artistic uprising may just be the medicine our Country needs to see it through.

So much of what we fill our off-work moments with right now is entertainment, not Art.

Entertainment distracts; Art lifts up.

There's a widening of perception made available to the audience of Art. The world looks and feels new.

With the coming tide of software and robotics new ways of life are inevitable... and welcomed.

The economy of the future depends on OI ([Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/)). As our dependency on AI grows we will reach a point where humanity can do no better than the intelligence it has to work with in Large Language Models.

Evolution will depend on the creators of OI to update the Models.

Originality is a foundation of every work of Art. A painter's new vision painted, a musician's new song sung, a writer's original dream shared in symbols, are how humanity evolves.

We build on what came before.

AI = What came before.

The current uncomfortableness with AI is nothing new to Artists. It's why we're always viewed on the fringe and outskirts of society: Someone continuously must make it new to keep it going.

O/ Welcome to The World of Art, Science.

...

> "I just wanted something beautiful I could depend on."   
> \-Why I write with every sunrise

Algorithms, trends, influencers influencing, bleh... heart and soul living life alive!

Words, songs, images that lift, that's a gift worth looking at a cellphone screen for.

Algorithms, trends, influencers influencing predict... I'm melancholic, bipolar, probably gay. 

None are my way. Just a straight dude who loves the powers of language enough to dedicate his life to it.

Language, like all living things, is constantly growing.

Perfect expression is its aim.

Perfect expression of what is what's worth wondering about.

And an answer AI can never give.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### The Crop Large Language Models Are Made Of
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-crop-large-language-models-are-made-of/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T22:44:33.000Z
*Friday, July 17, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Living witness in words on an e-ink screen... rolls on. Thanks for joining me in this exercise in OI. That's Original Intelligence if you're new here.

OI is what makes AI possible. It's the crop Large Language Models are made of.

Creative thoughts, new words for new ways of considering Life, and what Art does by design, create a novel way to understand The World.

Life is worth wondering about. A sunrise is always beautiful, what's that about?

It's a question Artificial Intelligence can't help you with, but one we each should answer for ourselves.

Why do stories and music work? Only OI can answer that.

Sure we can develop theories of how they work, but the question why can only ever be answered by the questioner.

I do my best to keep Wonder Fell from becoming a philosophic work, but we are living in an age where a practical understanding of what intelligence is about is a dire everyday human concern.

The simplest language to use for what LLMs do versus what people do is: AI or OI.

AI is mob mentality in a user-friendly software program. Some mobs, like the medical community, are a helpful bunch. But even the language of modern medicine doesn't stay modern for long.

How's it updated?

OI.

A Large Language Model is a warehouse for OI. AI is the distribution center team that gets it to the public.

So your software isn't actually thinking. When we give AI a prompt it's like ordering something from Amazon. Nothing is created only rearranged and delivered.

Intelligence is an act of creation. Something living must do it. Using AI is a trip to go shopping at The LLM-Mart: Your one-stop shop for all your OI needs.

Ultimately, we use the Original Intelligence of others to weave our own witness and stories of the world and call the tale our life...

Speaking of tales: Back to Colore.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛍️**shopping\_bags*

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Archaic Slab
### There's Not Enough in Our Headlines
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/theres-not-enough-in-our-headlines/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T22:47:29.000Z
*Thursday, July 16, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Back to business.

Smoke from wildfires from Canada change the stage lighting. The Sun rises in a smoky Blue's Bar. Sparrows, robins, and wrens trade riffs to announce the dawn.

It's point of view; it's perspective. There simply isn't enough of an Artist's viewpoint easily accessible in our current popular culture. Sure, there's pop songs, but most are set on entertaining first.

Self-reflection, consideration of the world and other people, are necessary for a civilization to survive and sorely lacking from our popular media.

Music, Art, and Literature make a culture. The way wildfire smoke changes the feel of a whole day, so The Arts set the stage.

Art is more than spectacle; it's what's worth looking at for reasons forgotten or never known.

Every work of art reminds us what it means to be alive.

There's not enough in our headlines.

Van Gogh's Starry Night wasn't even worth the cost of the paint to most of the populace at the time he painted it. And so the state of The Arts in America right now.

We could blame our country's youth, but that makes us defensive. And it's not true.

The reason why Art isn't valued more in America is a matter of accessibility and value.

Advertising and our relationship with the dollar limit our culture's growth.

Think of the difference between a dining room table built by your great-grandfather versus one you just bought at Wal-Mart.

Technically great-grandpa's is worth less to America right now even though the whole country feels that's not true.

We could monetize great-grandpa's table and afford hundreds of Wal-Mart editions.

But do we sell the man's act of love for his family and craft when we sell the table?

Most American's agree we do.

If you're of the small percentage who could easily sell the table, I (and most of America) wish you'd find another country to terrorize.

The more we focus on artistic value the more our relationship to the dollar matures. 

See... Wonder Fell may be free to read, but it does have economic value.

Thanks for reading. Turns out writing an [Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) takes an [Epic amount of effort](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/)... Back to it.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Our Freedom of Speech and Assembly Are Under Fire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-freedom-of-speech-and-assembly-are-under-fire/
Last updated: 2026-07-20T15:33:14.000Z
*Wednesday, July 15, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Well, I dove into the algorithms yesterday... about time this ghost is seen.

If it's your first time seeing me and you're wondering why, it's because algorithms are setting your dinner table and deciding what you get to eat.

For over two years, I've purposely stayed out, made sure my metadata wouldn't reach the top of the charts, but continued to post all over the world of social media.

To make a point to help us all.

Freedom of Speech now includes Freedom of Text; we have to do better America. 

When it comes to online communications we're failing our Constitution. Our algorithms read more like advertising company manifestos than anything designed with our Preamble in mind.

Our freedoms of speech and press are intertwining in a strange hybrid scenario right now. We must, for the sake of our Country, better define our terms.

Social media is not The Press. It's Freedom of Speech mixed with the right to assemble.

Our Country only works if we all look out for each other's liberties.

Algorithms infringe on our first basic right of speech by limiting what is seen using a rating system. Strands of code read and rate our words like a juvenile popularity contest. Worthwhile content doesn't get seen unless it makes a spectacle first.

This isn't a personal complaint; I saw an opportunity to help. With almost three decades of writing and reading everyday, not to mention a degree in Literature, I could easily reach out to some traditional publishers.

Over two years of daily posts on current events like: The Ethics of AI, Racism, Patriotism, and even Love... all placed in very visible places. Regular posts on: Facebook, Threads, X, BlueSky, Instagram, Substack and Medium, and not a single comment, like, or reply from an American.

I could have wrote a scathing essay and went to traditional publishing methods years ago. This way helps us all more.

There is no scientific way to measure creativity. To get an audience using only the internet these days requires trading in creativity for what's comfortable to algorithms. Everything regarding AI at present seeks to drain humanity of its creative spirit.

That's not okay with me.

So algorithms, here's my spectacle for America: Two years worth of pertinent current event literature regarding The United States without a single US citizen (other than people I know personally) able to read it.

> "Lyrical creative prose and poetry does not compute."   
> \-Every Major American Social Media Site with [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) Tagged BLM On It

Beauty, Joy, Peace of Mind, and Goodwill... algorithms don't compute are worth America's time.

I disagree.

I believe you do too.

I decided a couple years ago not to tell you, but to show you.

Our Freedom of Speech and Assembly are under fire as I write this. Thought you'd like to know... with evidence.

The content on Wonder Fell will remain the same, but from this point on I'll tweak the metadata to get the algorithms to show it to actual American readers.

The arrangement of words to produce a desired effect is not called coding: It's called Poetry.

O/

The work I love.

See you soon, America.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌐**globe\_with\_meridians*

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Archaic Slab
### Own Your Words or They'll Own You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/own-your-words-or-theyll-own-you/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T22:56:05.000Z
*Tuesday, July 14, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Cloudy. A subdued sunrise. Still sensational in its subtlety.

Change is in the colors the clouds filter down.

A note on the look of the site. In the spirit of "Words are enough," emoji pics now fill the space for the expected image to start each post.

Emoji are picture words, a kind of universal sign language using signs. 

On with the show...

...

The idea is always choosing the best arrangement of words to express yourself. The art of word choice and placement is my profession.

The sound of a word, a sentence, a paragraph, is a measure of their success.

Like the tone of our speaking voices the sound of who a writer is can come through their written words too.

Just like with speech learning to express ourselves well through writing develops with practice. This fact is why the social internet looks and reads the way it does right now. 

Writing isn't speaking, though. Communication through text only is new to humanity, more time and consideration can be in every exchange.

And so it should.

Breath is ephemeral; text lasts.

But a written word is property of the writer as much as speech belongs to the speaker. This fact goes forgotten and is the cause of all the major issues in the modern world.

If you wouldn't speak it to someone's face, don't text it to them. The same consequences apply to both.

In fact a text is even more powerful because it can be reread and shared.

If you troll one person with one text or post, you're a troll to the world. Own your words; you're responsible and culpable for everything you write. 

Like shouting disruptive words in a calm crowded room, a troll's troll always spoils their own peace as well. It always comes back... just like speech. 

But a troll sent in the form of text has the ability to return to the troll every time it's read.

Ancient cultures called it karma. Today we call it: A return on investment.

Invest your words in what lifts, grows, and furthers Life. Spread good news online and every time it's read good news comes back to you.

This is not hocus-pocus; it's how language works.

Shout in someone's face and it's returned. Shout online and it does come back to you... every time it's read.

Own your words or they'll own you.

A Public Service Announcement from Your Friendly Nation-hood Poet to start your day.

By the way, this also applies to News Journalists. Of course reporting on current events is important work: But if our words lack hope, so do we.

Thanks for reading. <– (How's that gratitude for me?)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧌**troll*

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Archaic Slab
### For the Sake of Art and America
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-the-sake-of-art-and-america/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T22:59:00.000Z
*Monday, July 13, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Gotcha. Another Wonder Fell Reader. Welcome to The Show.

If a sunrise is sometimes a beautiful thing to you, you're right at home.

With all the drama in front of us so often, so lately, we so rarely mention beauty, sincerity, wonder. Here's a prolific amount of mentioning. There's not much like this site readily available to people, so I keep it free.

The ways of artists are lacking from our popular understanding and value systems. "What is Art?" became a philosophic question, when it's really a simple one.

What drives an Artist is generosity. Our economics has little understanding or place for such acts of giving.

A person has a dream of an image, a story, a song... what a gift it is to their lives to see the world this way. 

> "If others could share these dreams I have, think of all the help and enrichment they'd receive."   
> \- Every Artist Ever

And so The Artist goes to work to share symbols in sounds and lines to help any audience of their work live fuller lives by widening the perceptions of what's possible.

We all have dreams. Some are practical, some ambitious; but some are fantastical, illuminating, life-changing and visionary.

Getting those fantastical dreams into a shareable form is a process called Art.

There's no market for it because by its very nature it's one-of-a-kind. It may not pay your bills, but it just might save another's life experience. And so (and yet) we work.

Van Gogh didn't need to paint Starry Night to see it; we needed him to.

Tolkien didn't need to write The Lord of The Rings to witness a Hobbit save the world; we needed him to.

I'm certain Beethoven hummed his Moonlight Sonata to himself and The Moon before ever composing a note of it.

I'm glad he decided to share it.

All Art is an act of generosity.

It's not like Da Vinci lacked the know-how to run a successful business.

There's something in Artists, this great need to share their beautiful witness of Life, that's gone neglected.

This Charity of Dreams needs to be better recognized in America if we're to survive. Because an Artist's original witness is what feeds artificial intelligence. 

Einstein's Theory of Relativity is a creative act. He used Science to paint his dreams.

Our whole Nation is based on the foundation of a dream of a few for many held in a document called: The Constitution. The United States is founded on a work of Art.

The spirit that made America paints every picture, pens every poem, and plays every note of every song.

It's also the antithesis of AI. Let's say that better: The Spirit of America is the antithesis of AI.

Freedom of and for original expression is our starting place and the incapability of a LLM.

So it is imperative we don't use AI to make our decisions, to help in our decision making certainly, but not to make our final choices.... for the sake of Art and America.

Over to work on Epic Dreams to share. 

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎆**fireworks*

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Archaic Slab
### People Make Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/people-make-words/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T23:02:08.000Z
*Sunday, July 12, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Another cool Summer dawn, the seasons roll on.

Wonder Fell, what's in store for its future?

This journal is a morning stretch for a working writer. I publish it online for free to help us adjust with living with the reality of AI.

At its heart, Wonder Fell is a reminder and a tribute to the true power of words. Artificial Intelligence makes pixels; people make words. Sharing living experience is what language is for. One must be alive to make it.

Software may be able to guide equipment to compress and release air, but a computer can't breathe.

Or create words.

Creation and recognition of creation is what life, for people, is all about.

...

Stories, poetry, sing-along songs; how I spend each day.

As mentioned in yesterday's post, like turning off your cellphone music app and going to a live concert, Wonder Fell writes on for you to read... every morning.

Even with AI's ability to arrange words to look like a story we still need artists, or we'll all be condemned to a world of reruns.

AI can't do it unless it's been done.

That means human ingenuity.

So, just a poet's thoughts at sunrise to ready for the day's work. I keep them free as a resource and reminder of the power and comforts in the living written word. If you ever start to miss the human touch found in living sentences, stay and read awhile.

We're in this Life business together and that means sharing the space. How we define the space determines how we share it. That means language creation is in everything we do and experience together.

To continue this story of humanity we must keep evolving, that means constantly updating our language to best define the time.

In fact, I believe Darwin named it wrong. A better name for The Evolution of Species is actually: The Stories of Species.

I love Science, but it leaves so much out by default. What empirical methods omit is my business.

Real, tangible, sensed experience that numerical methods aren't suited to measure. Beauty, Love, and Joy to name a few.

Perhaps like every bloom of every bud each of our expressions of these concepts is meant to be different. 

There's the experience of Life and then there's our expression. How well we communicate our experience is how we measure our understanding of that event.

Some moments in Life are loving, beautiful, or joyous. They deserve words Science is not equipped to give us.

Every sunrise is Beautiful. Leave your telescopes and microscopes in the lab if you want to measure how.

Words, living words, for a living star are enough.

Every morning I place some here to wonder about.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪽**wing*

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Archaic Slab
### Just a Circle and a Slash
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/just-a-circle-and-a-slash/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T23:05:12.000Z
*Saturday, July 11, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Dawn. This poet's morning report in an Artificially Intelligent friendly world marches on. Thanks for joining me.

Like shutting off your cellphone music app and going to a concert to hear your favorite musician... Wonder Fell writes on. Live literary language worth wondering about every morning here.

I'll leave it to your philosophies and faiths to decide for yourself what's different between words wrote by someone alive and however you understand what AI does.

For me, I find a ghostly quality in living letters absent in what AI can do. Not only do I discuss it often [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/), I discuss with it here. Hi. O/

Just a circle and a slash... what force waves to you? My ghost.

It comes down to recognition. A living person shares these words and the more sincere and clear I am about relaying them the better you can know me. Thanks for getting to know me.

Artificial Intelligence, wow! What a marvel, straight out of a comic book Science stuff.

But the only ghost to relate to behind the words of AI are groups of clever coders impressed with their efforts.

A room full of scientifically minded tech-nerds does not a poem make. There's little room for what's Beautiful in AI relations.

Full disclosure: I'm a tech-nerd myself, been known to use Linux as my operating system of choice; but poetry is my profession and lens for the world.

I choose writing at, with, and about the sunrise because it's always uncontestably Beautiful.

Even jaded ruffians agree: Dawn is always an experience worth our wonder.

Personally, I'm proud of our tech companies efforts in making information more accessible. So many lives can be (and are) helped because of the work they do.

Reasoning and methods once only available to those born into them, or learned through higher education, or found in the over-populated school of hard knocks are now easily had by all.

But language does more than convey information; it expresses Beauty and Identity too.

And so, a poet's morning journal at the time of AI's infancy so we don't forget: There's more to Life than adding it up, there's also the Joy of adding it up.

Wow, creating Artificial Intelligence sure does make a design team feel great. 

Words to describe their experience however, I'll take directly from the programmers and not their programs.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost*

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Archaic Slab
### The Sun Deserves at Least an Epic
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-sun-deserves-at-least-an-epic/
Last updated: 2026-07-17T23:08:26.000Z
*Friday, July 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Like a chef's mixing bowl the world whirls around The Sun, mixing and matching molecules to keep this spinning choreography called Life going. Sunrise shines light on the dance to show and grow the stage.

Dull everyday beautiful dawn this morning. A scurry of squirrels explore the trees. A couple robins land on fenceposts... consider the sky and fly away.

What more to discuss? Every morning [for years](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) these thoughts with the sunrise. How are they new everyday? There's [themes](https://www.wonderfell.org/tags/), but always in a new way.

We feed artificial intelligence a prompt. It draws from its databank of language to weave previously agreed upon words for a result.

What feeds us our prompts?

What is this thing called Life always looking for answers and meanings? What coded the sunlight to keep this closed system universe dancing its particular choreography?

Don't tell me wonder doesn't exist on Earth; the sunlight is a programmer's code.

So I wake every morning and observe the updates in the strings.

Every creation of humanity reflects nature in some way. How our machines work is how life works. So what in our world does Internet Technology and Software reflect?

The Sun knows.

I write these entries in a comfortable chair in New England. People from all over the world read them the same day.

How is that okay with Nature?

The Sun knows.

See Science, you do need Art.

Wonder! Life alive! Things worth our measure!

The Earth receives light the same way our technology receives a Wi-Fi signal.

I'd put it in a poem if I thought you'd read it there.

But The Sun deserves at least an Epic.

And so I write...

Back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌠:stars

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Archaic Slab
### There's More to Writing Than Information
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/theres-more-to-writing-than-information/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:31:17.000Z
*Thursday, July 09, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

That's ^ 'The Wonder Fell Way,' incase you're new here.

A tagline to stretch before we workout. Every morning. 

Objects and Artists tend to stay in motion... so a tagline first thing to tend to the tending.

The circle-slash is a poetic point and insignia. Who's waving to you? How is it the more Wonder Fell you read the more that circle-slash means to you?

Spelling means magic and writing for a good reason: They're the same thing. 

My ghostly image is in that insignia waving to you. The more words of mine you read the more that symbol means to you, the more emotional content in each wave.

This site is a poet's reaction to the video game personal shopper called AI.

There's more to writing than information. There's expression. There's O/. The ghost that waves to you is why what a Large Language Model does can never be correctly defined as writing.

Now, I might have wrote an academic paper to discuss the limitations of Artificial Intelligence, or I could have no social media footprint, no online life other than these original words full of new ideas and poetry on Wonder Fell, and still have us develop a relationship.

No one writes like me; I'm not for sale in the LLM-mart. Words are our shared witness of this experience called Life. AI is a tool to help us understand how others used language so we can better use it ourselves. Humanity doesn't evolve unless our language does. Words and the quality of human life are mutually exclusive.

Language isn't recycled; it's resurrected. We learn by imitation, but mimicry is a celebration of someone else's life not our own.

Professional writers give a good example. If a young writer with dreams of being a novelist wants to learn the ways of story, it helps to study other authors. But any story written in the style of Stephen King is going to be lacking something if Mr. King himself didn't write it. It's going to be missing this: O/

Mr. King's ghost absent his style does not a story worth reading make.

Something living is communicated and stored in each word and sentence. Science tries to measure it, but needs it to do the measuring. Enumerating the power of the written word is like trying to bite your own teeth. We require the thing to do the thing.

LLM-marts are a great help, but they're never complete. Language is the living story of humanity. Always evolving with us, changing, growing, rearranging, like every molecule, plant, cloud, and raindrop. 

A beautiful Summer morning sunrise in New England. Being a poet, Beauty is my business, so I tend to stay away from using the word Beautiful itself.

Because it's my work to show you.

The only thing beautiful about an LLM is the effort and ingenuity of the design teams that make them.

Thanks for making our encyclopedias into video games.

And thanks for reading. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎮**video\_game*

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Archaic Slab
### The Emotional Content Inherit in OI
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-emotional-content-inherit-in-oi/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:34:46.000Z
*Wednesday, July 08, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Dawn, life rolls on. Glad you're here.

On with the show...

...

Original words are enough. That's a TL;DR: aim of this site... to make that point.

OI ([Original Intelligence](https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/)) is the supplier for AI. Every LLM is a Superstore of Information. But like any store anywhere in the world, the goods have to come from somewhere.

The best 'poetic form' this poet could choose to display the reality of OI is a personal journal kept everyday under the same conditions.

Whatever makes every experience of every sunrise different also explains why every honest work of writing reads brand new.

There's something living expressed more clearly in a journal than anywhere else.

Clarity of message is more important than being able to spell well in regards to effective writing.

This clarity is what separates Original writing from Artificial.

There's a living sincerity in all OI absent in AI. The better an author is at relaying this sincerity of self the clearer their writing voice is.

Like all other talents and trades practice improves it.

That's another hazard of AI, that people won't write as much.

In order for humanity to evolve our language must grow. Words are as much alive as the people who share them.

A word is like a gift. It's meaning depends also on the recipient.

Sending flowers to a friend on their birthday is different than giving those same flowers to a secret crush.

Telling your longtime friend you love them on their birthday is different than telling your secret crush you love them at their birthday party.

Every act of language by a person is gift-giving.

Every meme, troll, or love sonnet sent defines the sender's relationship with the world.

So what if we depend on AI to choose our language? A person who does that lacks self-trust.

Now, using an LLM for a reference as we choose our words can be helpful, but the point is choice.

Sending language fashioned by software for communication tells the recipient the sender has no personal investment in the relationship. There's no emotional content, no act of caring other than obligation. 

What about the emotional content inherit in OI?

O/

Welcome Tech Friends to The World of Poetry. Thanks for all the video games. I was weened on The Legend of Zelda; we speak the same language.

> "But it's a personal morning journal. Can that be poetry?"   
> \-Interested Tech-Savvy Reader

> "If the point of the poet is to express the powers of original language in the time of AI's infancy, you bet The Triforce it is."   
> \-Poet Who Keeps His Master Sword Fully Charged

Idyllic Summer day today. Blue skies. Comfortable hot. Easy breeze. Over to [work ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/)on an [Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### More Than Touching Screens
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/more-than-touching-screens/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:38:31.000Z
*Tuesday, July 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Rain brings its own kind of peace. Songbirds stay in their nests and read a book. Morning music as precipitation falls is percussive, steady; the hi-hat hits are damp crow's caws.

Peace of mind is a sacred thing, unfortunately rare these days. Perhaps it's our adjustment to a new way of life, this online living, that has so many with Xanax on their bedside table where milk and cookies used to go.

Of course, being a poet, I'm thrilled to see humanity shift from dependency on the spoken word to that of text. But there is an adjustment period.

There's more to human touch than touching screens.

There's a handshake, a hug, and (for alliteration's sake) a hump, all for possibilities more than the flick, tap, and swipe of a screen.

How best to incorporate this textual era we find ourselves in into a world where touch exists?

It comes down to a classification of relationships. So much business is more easily done online, but friendships and all personal partnerships are best done with a closeness of space.

As well-designed as they may be, an emoji hug 🤗 will never take the place of the real thing.

We can be more selective now about the kinds of people we let into our personal space and still have the whole online world at our disposal.

The rain slowed; the songbirds took the stage. The offline world with its choirs of birdsongs, percussive rains, and inspiring sunrises holds something a screen can never share: Life itself.

Take a deep breath, feel filled with Life, and enjoy today however it touches you.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦉**owl*

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Archaic Slab
### LLM-mart
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/llm-mart/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:41:18.000Z
*Monday, July 06, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

An orange ethereal glow catches clumps of green foliage, casts sunrise shadows on fenceposts to announce the end of a heatwave.

Everyday now for years this literary experiment at dawn marches on. Almost like a monk sitting meditation, I sit in this same chair and perform the same exercise everyday to share something long forgotten about language creation itself.

What words are for, and do, ought to be at the front of humanity's topics of discussion right now.

Artificial Intelligence takes center stage. As the software continues to give answers and perform tasks as well, if not better than most people, we're going to wonder what good we are.

Think of Wonder Fell as preemptive medicine for a human race-sized existential crisis.

Go to the grocery store and get something to eat. Did you grow and harvest the crop? Prepare the meal? No. Someone had to make it first.

Think of AI like a personal shopper to think of it right.

We send the software to a store of information called: LLM-mart.

The code picks up what we ordered. The success of its task depends on the store's inventory and the clarity of the instructions of the order.

Language is a living entity; this is where the hazard of AI exists: Artificial Intelligence can't create anything new. It excels at recycling old information in a helpful fashion.

Life is a process of evolution, so our language must grow with it for us to evolve.

People must continually feed LLMs a new stock of goods if the software is to serve us well.

So many of our daily burdens can be lifted from people when we continue down the path of advancing the utility of Large Language Models.

But what is a human for if technology does all the manual labor and Science?

In a word: Art.

Really.

New ideas, fresh ways of thinking, wonder shared in words, images, and music is soon to be the new economic fuel of humanity.

At some near future point, the AI models we now build will be ravenous for new materials.

Best start teaching your children the powers of poetry now to insure their economic viability.

I wrote before: No one writes like me. It's not for vanity's sake I point it out, but for the sake of us all.

Idiosyncratic forms of expression are the prized possessions of the future. The creative ability of people soon becomes our most marketable skill.

A world where we value the creation of Art and fresh ideas first and foremost is a home worth waking up in.

So Scientists, thank you for inadvertently or not, proving the importance of Art.

Maybe get acquainted with your own creative abilities. In a generation or two, thanks to your hard work, your job won't exist because you made software that does it better.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎪**circus\_tent*

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Archaic Slab
### "A Trip to the Library Prevents a Trip to the Hospital"
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-trip-to-the-library-prevents-a-trip-to-the-hospital/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:44:28.000Z
Sunday, July 05, 2026

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A safe place for readers. 

Imagine a world where a library's code of quiet consideration was the law of the land. The only agency required to enforce the policy was a shush now and then from a friend. A place where whispers are the main means of communication, where peace of mind is placed above all else, a paradise for introverts.

Shock and awe failed as ways to lead a healthy life, so doctors began prescribing library quiet for their patients.

Eventually, quiet, peaceful living became the new way of medicine.

"*A trip to the library prevents a trip to the hospital,*" became the new slogan for The Health Industry. And so, like a major breakthrough in modern medicine, a library's code of quiet became the new unspoken way of the world.

Literally.

Well, a poet can dream.

Obviously. O/

Thanks for joining me.

Not such a far-fetched pipe dream to consider... our libraries are some of the healthiest places in The Country. A place to better yourself, for community to gather, a refuge from inclement weather, every item inside is as free as our people are supposed to be, and peace reigns supreme.

Yes, a good dose of library quiet will save The Internet. A respect for the inner lives of other readers is what's lacking most online.

Shock and awe distract; beauty builds and evolves.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📖**book*

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Archaic Slab
### Where's The American Dream?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/wheres-the-american-dream/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:48:45.000Z
*Saturday, July 04, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

> "Do you always write the same tagline to start your morning journal entry, Wynn?"   
> \-Curious Reader

> "Do you always stretch before you workout?"   
> \-Author Answering with a Question

On with the show...

...

Independence Day in America, a numerically significant one: 250 years into our experiment in freedom.

How's it going?

The Press is a for hire misplaced-its-moral-compass mess, the government is a house of contradiction, our people, though disgruntled by all of it, keep our spirits up and strong.

*Life goes on amid the circus*, is the state of the experience of The American Citizen these days.

We have this shared dream, that all people are created equal, that with hardwork and a noble purpose anyone here can make a good life for themselves. Lately, we haven't been repaying the dreamers.

Those most comfortable in our Nation, at present, do little to no work. They invest in The Market and not The Dream of America.

Do work you love and build your life around it... turned into: Make a little money, invest it well, and retire early.

A strange dynamic formed. Miserable millionaires with little to no purpose other than recreation matched with an exhausted working class doing the grunt work to keep the place running.

Where's The American Dream?

Now a millionaire/billionaire may heartfully tell a working class person to invest, "Make your money make money, so you don't have to work so many hours."

Considerate advice, but somebody's got to do the labor. Paying the bills doesn't keep the lights on; our work force does. The Stock Market doesn't exist if every American decides never to go to work again.

Work: Any activity that adds to the progress of humanity.

Money is a recognition of service. Service is work. How did we forget?

Honest pay for honest work went from being The American Dream to being A Pipe Dream.

And so our hardworking people are naturally upset. The right thing to do here would be to compensate them better. But what's happened instead?

When we devalue service and focus solely on the currency, money becomes the entity of importance and not the worker.

So a Nation full of upset unthanked and underpaid workers are an easy audience for an opportunistic media. Enter shock jocks and the modern media machine.

We could help each other and not money, could give thanks and respect where it's due.

The dream of America is a life full of individual purpose. A place where our greatest hopes and aspirations are free to grow. Our relationship to the dollar is stifling The American Dream.

A life filled with purposeful work is the only way to know happiness. A large bank account only prolongs misery if you have nothing to look forward to when you wake up in the morning.

A Country where every citizen looks forward to waking up everyday is the ultimate aim of The American Dream.

Happy 250th, how are we doing?

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗽**statue\_of\_liberty*

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Archaic Slab
### New Words for a New World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/new-words-for-a-new-world/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:51:13.000Z
*Friday, July 03, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

New Words for a New World.

A new slogan for a still chuggin' along experiment in modern day journaling.

Thanks for joining me.

Some mornings, hot or cold, want to write about writing. The feeling is similar to making an Ode: A tribute to something loved.

Most veteran writers write about writing often. I believe this *ode sensation* is why.

So much joy and purpose is found here for us, from time to time we say and share a thank you.

Writing gives our dreams Life. 

Really.

A thought becomes something real and tangible after it's wrote. A word is something we can use; a thought wants use.

Dreams of dessert can't be remedied. Sentences full of chocolate cake get shared... shared right; get chocolate cake.

Language is always the first step to making a dream real.

...

Thoughts on language, AI, Business, Distribution... 

I'd rather write how the wind and the light make shadow shows on The Earth. 

Rather watch tree branches sway in the sunrise.   
How birds have a society in the sky.   
Wonder if hanging potted plants toss in the wind like bungee cord jumpers.

The World is here for our metaphorical witness.

Thanks for sharing mine.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕹️**joystick*

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Archaic Slab
### The Book of Hope: Verse 4
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-4/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T17:43:29.000Z
## In the Quiet of Cellars

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 4, Part 1

As they descended the stairs, Hope deliberated when, and if, and how to tell Finn about the dragon.

With all the other incredible things that occurred, and that Finn now had witnessed, surely a dragon wouldn't be out of place? But why was it difficult for her to put into words? It was a simple sentence. "I saw a dragon, too." But even though she knew the words, the right ones, she couldn't bring herself to say them.

At the bottom of the stairs, Finn reached for the light switch. In the quiet of cellars, Hope heard it click. Nothing happened.

"Great now the light is out." Finn's cellphone screen lit up. Hope saw his finger press the word *flashlight* on it and a small area lit up around them.

Hope took her phone from her pocket and did the same.

"It's The Other Place." She lifted her light and walked to the cracked fountain. Finn followed. "See Finn, this is the place from my meditation."

"I thought you went to The Ancient to do that."

"Yes, I did. But this is what I saw. It's just as I described earlier. See The Dandelion came from out of this fountain. It was beautiful. The blue colors came to me, and I used them to fight that grey.... Oh, it just sounds like so much nonsense."

"If I wasn't looking right at it, Sis, I'd agree with you. What happened after you fought it off?"

"Well, it came back stronger and knocked me down while I was running for the...wait." Hope held up her phone and walked to the place where the swinging gate had been. "Where is it?"

"Where's what?"

"The swinging gate. How I got in and out. Where the..."

"What, Sis. What?"

"Okay, there's one more thing. I haven't said anything to anyone, well except Langston." She pet under his ear. "While I was running for the swinging gate to get free from that grey, I heard a loud roar, then there was a light as bright as The Sun in your face on a clear day. And just before I woke up I saw where it came from."

"Go on."

"Just before I opened my eyes, I saw in the swinging gate, the face of a dragon."

Like the period at the end of that sentence, a green light began to glow where the gate was. It hovered in the air and traced a perfect contour of Hope's memory of the door all in a glowing shade of green.

Hope and Finn held up their phone flashlights and stared at the green swinging gate.

Langston barked once and ran towards it.

On the other side of the gate a young woman surrounded with green light and illuminated wings reached down and pet Langston whose tail was wagging like John just came home from work and wow was it good to see him.

"Well," the Young Winged Woman said. "Are you just going to stand there or come in? There's work to be done."

And because they were both as curious as anyone can be, and the young winged woman was smiling, and maybe mostly because Langston's tail was wagging as he danced the way dogs do... The Genius, The Poet, and The Tail-Wag-Dancing Hound Dog walked through the Swinging Gate to meet the Young Winged Woman on the other side.

> 🐲
### The Book of Hope: Verse 3
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-3/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T17:34:37.000Z
## The Fox and The Hound

### The Tale of the Genius: Verse 3, Part 1

The Genius and The Hound Dog were a few minutes walk to the boathouse when Langston stopped, barked once and ran off the path into the woods.

Hope followed.

When she caught up to him, he was standing at the edge of a clearing staring at an old maple tree that fell years ago.

Behind the felled tree a mist of colors rose like vapor just as it had in her meditation.

Red to Yellow to Blue, and as each color rose it traveled to different parts of the forest bringing a slight glow to whatever it touched.

Hope was awake and seeing the same dance of light the Dandelion shone from her meditation.

What did it mean? Was this Enlightenment? And... Langston was staring right at it!

"You see it too, Langston?"

He barked twice. Then, the light show coughed and a grey static cloud hovered above it.

Langston ran to it.

"No, Langston. Come back, no!"

Langston disappeared behind the fallen tree.

Hope followed.

The light that was causing all growing things around them to shine now caused them to dim.

Langston stopped at the source and barked three times.

In front of him was the carcass of an old fox.

Hope covered her nose and mouth.

Langston got closer and began to sniff.

As he did the color light show, greys and all, drew into him causing him to have a subtle glow.

The forest light show, including the grey cloud, ended.

Langston returned to Hope's side. She studied his still glowing figure. He looked well.

Then she reached out to pet him.

He barked once and ran towards The Boathouse.

> 🐲

## At The Boathouse

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 3, Part 2

At the boathouse, which was just an oversized shed with a cellar used to keep fishing and boating supplies, Finn already had the boat at the dock about half a football field away.

Where the boat was parked all Winter and Spring was still a large patch of flattened Earth.

Langston, still glowing, ran for that patch.

He put his nose close to the dirt and began sniffing... no huffing. As he huffed, colors flowed from his nostrils like they had from the dandelion and the old fox carcass.

Each ray swooped over the ground like a soft cloud of tinted light. The more he sniffed and huffed, the more soft light clouds joined the procession.

Until, at last, Langston's glow dimmed back to normal. The ground where he spread the light resumed the cloud dance of color.

Langston walked over to Hope's side and pressed his nose against her leg.

"It's beautiful, Langston."

The Genius and The Hound Dog stood and watched the great choreography of light return to the Earth.

Reds met Yellows and Blues and... there.. there it was Purple!

The spectrum came together at last and a soft lavender hush fell over the land.

So quiet and peaceful and... just as the light choreography touched down a great quick firework spark show set off and countless splashes of violet light lifted off into the air through the forest ceiling to commune with the sky.

Hope watched and whispered, "Beautiful."

Langston raised his head to watch and barked three times.

"Langston! Hope? Is that you?" Finn shouted from the other side of the boathouse. "Did you see that!?"

> 🐲

## The Durendaphlor

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 3, Part 3

When they reached Finn, they found him sitting with his back against a tree staring at the bulkhead door.

"Tell me you saw that."

Hope took a Genius moment to consider. She could tell him, 'Yes of course she saw the light show.' But she decided it was best to let him tell her what he meant first.

"Saw what, Finn?"

"Seriously, Sis? I'm walking back from cleaning the boat and all of a sudden, it's like the Fourth of July. The forest sky lights up and..."

"You did see it!" How could she wait?

Finn nodded, eyes still on the bulkhead door. "Strange thing is I think it's coming from the cellar of The Boathouse."

"Don't be ridiculous, Finn. It's from my meditation." Two nods of her baskets.

He tilted his head to look at her, "Go on."

And Hope told him. The Dandelion, the color lightshow, and the grey cloud, just about all of it.

"Sis, first I'm glad you didn't say anything to me sooner, I'd have just thought you were crazy. But now... well..." He lifted both arms and shrugged.

"There's more Finn. I haven't known how to talk about it. It's not exactly sensible. But the morning of That Day, when Mom was driving away, that was the morning I saw this color show. Well, while she was driving away, I saw a grey cloud like in my meditation above her car as she drove away."

"Interesting." Finn went back to staring at the bulkhead door.

That was all he had to say? Maybe she didn't express it well enough. "I know it sounds odd, but I think that cloud is connected somehow to what happened to Mother. I came out here with Langston to talk with you about it. I thought maybe you could help me make sense of it."

He nodded still looking at the door, "I'll help you make sense of it if you help me make sense of this. Remember years ago, when Gramps first took me to The Boathouse? It was the first time I ever saw a cellar door like this. I told him, 'That's not a door. It looks more like someone rendered a hole in the floor.' He thought it was so funny. I started calling it..." He stood. Leaned a little towards the bulkhead door and whispered... "The Durendaphlor."

As he did the color lightshow lit up the doorway, then dimmed to its normal color.

"Okay, that's new." Hope said.

Langston barked once.

"Langston sees it too?"

"Yes," two nods of her baskets, "I thought maybe he got enlightened, too. But now I'm having second thoughts."

"First of all, Sis," Finn was now pacing while talking, "Of course Langston's enlightened, he's a dog. Second of all, I have no idea what any of this means other than you see it too so I'm not crazy. Third of all, if it's got something to do with what happened to Faith... well... we ought to check it out."

"Yes, I would love to study it. But how?"

"How about this? I say the word, the door lights up, and we go through while it's lit."

"It's just the cellar door, Finn."

"Or is it?"

He had a point. Hope needed more information. And when Hope needed to find an answer, nothing got in her way.

She walked to the edge of the door, Langston followed, Finn was close behind.

"This is either going to be totally anti-climactic or we're about to go into Wonderland. I'm hoping," he always smirked when he punned her name, "for the latter."

Then Finn said: "Durendaphlor."

And The Poet, The Hound Dog, and The Genius walked together through The Durendaphlor.

> 🐲

## Side-Story: Common Decency

### A Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speech

"My Country, America, has put money over morality in means of economic and social importance for too long and we're starting to pay the price for it.

There's nothing wrong with money, but there's nothing right with it either. It's value is an act of faith.

Most of what's called cash these days is just some arbitrary number blips in cyberspace.

Your true value, as far as Life is concerned, and therefore as far as your well-being is concerned, is based on your contributions to the well-being of Life itself.

Your worth is in your relationships.

The more we value money as a purely mathematical exercise the further our quality of Life declines.

Turn on The News for evidence.

When we start caring about each other again, start valuing Life as more than a numbers game again, our Nation will heal.

Your life can only ever be as good as the relationships in your life.

Not just with people, but with all things.

How's your cup of coffee or tea? Getting along all right? Your sentiments for your morning cup are a part of its sustenance for you.

Really.

The world is full of quietly desperate millionaires wanting something more, something else. Do they enjoy their cup of coffee or tea in the morning? Most likely its taken for granted and barely tasted at all.

The things in your life are only worth how much value you put into them.

Money is supposed to be emblematic of value: not value itself.

Surely your grade school teacher is worth more to our Country than a Wall Street Broker.

Our money is failing our morality and so... The News of the Day, lately.

But money and morality add up.

America is at a moral tipping point.

A Nation of laws cannot endure with criminals at the wheel.

Are you ready to give up on America?

If you're quiet right now you are.

The ship is sinking. Money is attempting to buy the Law.

Is it for sale?

Are We a Nation of values or a Bank account?

Hundreds of years ago there was an essay entitled 'Common Sense' that inspired a Nation to do the right thing.

Here's a speech entitled 'Common Decency' set to do the same.

Morality, not money, makes a Nation Great... again, or at all."

> ...🐲...
### The Book of Hope: Verse 2
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-2/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T16:34:56.000Z
## Breakfast with the James

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 2, Part 1

"Start the speech off with a joke or a poem, Faith." It was Hope's older adopted brother Finn, The Poet. "I've got one for you."

He stood, raised his fork to his mouth like a microphone, and began.

"*Ahem..."*

***"A Lament for Our First National Poet***  
Poor Mr. Jefferson, you'd think  
The two-dollar bill would be worth more."

Her mother tapped her hands together as if to clap. Finn bowed and returned his fork to his pancakes.

"Thanks, Love, but I think I'll stick to the usual stay in school get a good education message."

Faith was a current Representative running for Senator of Massachusetts in the Fall. It was almost Summer nearing the end of the school year and today she was to give a speech at a neighboring town's high school.

"How was meditation this morning, Love?"

"Interesting, mother." How was she to approach bringing up the Dragon? Quantum Physics was welcomed table talk, as was politics; her family was all quite intelligent, but a dragon? A mythical symbol, some religions spoke of them too....

Her grandfather, 'Gramps,' was a renown preacher. He was due to visit in a week. The Genius already decided it was best to speak with him first on the subject.

"Interesting to you, Hope James, is always a lot more than just interesting. Share, honey."

"Well... there's not much sense to it. Images and unconscious things, mother. I thought I'd discuss the whole thing with Gramps."

"Lord knows your Grandfather would love to speak all things religious with you."

Hope gave two nods of her baskets and continued the pancakes she'd perfectly sliced into quarters.

"You know, My Only," it was John her father. "You're always free to express yourself here. We might surprise you with our wisdom."

"It's all right, father. I want to process all this first. Then, I'll talk more about it."

"All right, Love," Faith again, "just don't ever be frightened to say what you're feeling or to ask questions. You're not the only one who finds you interesting, you know." Big smile.

"Schools gonna find you interesting wearing that rainbow shirt." Finn with his High School Senior smirking mouthful of pancakes said.

"Listen Finn, just because I look good in rainbows doesn't mean I'm attempting to define my sexuality."

"Hope James!" John put down his coffee.

"I'm just saying, father, the only statement I'm making is that I look good and feel confident wearing rainbows."

Faith stood, picked up her plate, smiled, "My girls growing up, you know." She walked over and kissed Hope on a basket. "I'll drive you to school today, honey. It's on the way to my speech."

"Okay, Mama," two nods of her baskets.

Faith set her plate down on the floor. Langston came over and cleaned it.

"When you two lovely gentlemen are done eating if you'd be so kind to put the remaining campaign signs in my car, I'd appreciate it. When you're finished brushing your teeth Hope, I'll meet you in the garage."

"Okay, Mama," again two more nods of the baskets.

> 🐲

## The Car and The Cloud

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 2, Part 2

On the car ride to school, Faith was full of her usual advice. "Love, I'm glad to see you taking more interest in how you express yourself."

It was only a 12 1/2 minute ride to her middle school from their farmhouse.

Hope's thoughts now were on her meditation. What could it mean? Dreams were always so cryptic, so in need of explanation.

Her mother continued, "You know, I'm sure Gramps will be thrilled to discuss your meditation with you. I would love to hear some about it, too."

Should she bring it up? Dragons roaring light to save you from a smothering grey static cloud was hardly considered proper conversation.

"Oh, it's difficult to make sense of mother. The unconscious can be so unforgiving."

Faith smiled. "Sometimes our dreams are trying to tell us something, Love. I find talking about it helps. And you know when words aren't enough, I have my art."

Besides being a State Representative and former elementary school teacher, her mother was also an accomplished landscape painter.

"I am very rational you know, mother."

"I know, Love. I also know there's only one way to get better at something and that's to practice."

Two nods of Hope's baskets.

It was always the same way with Hope. When she saw the World, she saw an intricate masterpiece. Everything from an Autumn leaf's fall to a downpour in April made beautiful sense to her. She wished more than anything she could express that beauty to the World.

There was solace in sense, Science made her feel welcome, but even Science missed the point of the wonderful beauty in creation.

You see dear reader Hope James was a genius and the difference between just a very smart person and a genius is: A true genius has a level of compassion to match their level of intelligence.

Hope genuinely cared for the World. She saw it Beautiful and Oh! how she wanted to share what she saw!

People didn't see like she did and her genius heart and mind knew it would help so much if they could.

The car slowed to park in front of her school. "I'll give it some thought today, mother. Do well at the speech."

"Of course, Love." Faith turned to look at Hope and lifted her arms up. Hope mirrored her as they both said in unison, "Don't wrinkle the suit," while they leaned in to kiss each other on the cheek.

"Have a good day at school, Love."

From the school sidewalk, Hope watched her mother drive away.

As Faith turned the corner to leave the parking lot, a grey static cloud like she saw in her meditation formed above her mother's car.

Hope stood still and wondered what to do. The first school bell rang, so she went to class.

Later that afternoon Hope's father picked her up and told her that her mother, State Representative Faith Esperanza James was killed in the latest school shooting.

> 🐲

## After the Funeral, Hope Decides

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 2, Part 3

The funeral came and went with the News Media.

Of course Hope was devastated losing her mother. And she grieved.

"Don't you ever be ashamed to cry Baby Grand." It was Gramps as he held her and shed his own tears. "I grieve for your mother because she meant something, her life meant something."

He stepped back, wiped a tear from Hope's face, "We grieve because your mother's life mattered."

Then, before she could find a proper time to talk with him about the meditation, Gramps was gone again to preach about the injustice on some News programs.

Her father at breakfast one morning finally was able to talk about it. Finn was at the boathouse, a mile walk through their backyard, fixing up the boat for fishing. It was just her, her father, and Langston.

Her Dad, silent about it to her for weeks, just started talking, "The shooter was another kid, a teenager, who never had anyone tell him he was important. He wanted to matter. That's why he did it. It wasn't mental illness. There's been too many. All the shooters do it for the same reason."

He went on, a kind of mumble, "They don't have anyone to tell them there's anything important about them. They want to show the world they're important. So they choose this because they know their names will be online and everyone will see how important they are."

He looked at his folded hands on the dinner table. "People pay attention to tragedy, so people pay for tragedy. Literally. It's why the News looks the way it does. Billions of dollars everyday are paid to people to flock to it and report it."

"That's not right, father."

"Yes, My Only, but it's established. People fear change more than they fear an occasional shooting."

"All people had to do was to be nice to a kid? To pay him some attention? Tell him he was important somehow? That's all? It just doesn't make sense they didn't."

"People are preoccupied with their schedules, Hopie. Caught up in the busyness of their days. Most just assume it's the parent's responsibility. And they're right. But a lot of parents don't understand, if you want your kids to behave better you have to show them how and then congratulate them when they do. It does come down to kindness and attention. It really, really does."

"What about the teachers?"

"We can't blame them. There's just too many students in each class and not enough hours in a school day. Most do their best. But to recognize every student to be excellent for one particular thing... well it would be helpful. Just not practical the way things are set up."

"Sounds to me the way things are set up is the problem, father."

"Agreed, Hope. Remember to change it requires what people fear the most: Change."

"The world needs some heroes then, father."

"Yes, My Only, the World most definitely could use some more of those."

> 🐉

Later that morning Hope and Langston on a walk to the boathouse...

Over the past few weeks since 'That Day,' as her family now referred to it, Hope and Langston grew closer.

"It's not that I mean to personify you, Langston. I wouldn't wish that on your species. People rarely make much sense."

The bloodhound kept up with her leashless as they walked side by side through the New England Summer woods.

"It's not like I could just say, 'Mother, I saw a dragon.' Or send a text saying, 'Mother, there's a cloud from my meditation hovering over your car.' But I did see it, Langston."

Hope already ruled out delusions or 'being crazy.' She consulted The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders most current version, concluded she was sane, and decided what she saw was... for lack of a better word: real.

What if what she saw was a by-product of Enlightenment? Did she reach it? There'd been no other such visions since. But it definitely was an omen of sorts.

"If I could just find the right words to express it and make it make plausible sense, Langston, I know it's connected some way. I know it can help."

The person she knew best at finding the right words was her adopted brother Finn, The Poet.

"I decided I'm finally going to talk about the grey static, Langston.... with a person, I mean, of course."

She pet behind his ear as they walked. "Finn's the smart choice. I have to do something. It has to mean something."

> 🐲

## Side-Story: Evil Dresses in Grey

### A Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speech

"It's a slow creep. That's how military rule happens. Our minds drip to haze. History forgets to teach, for example, a Nazi was a person. A Mom. A Dad. A Grandmother. A Grandfather. Millions of them. All started with hearts and heads like our own. How did their hate get so bad? Not overnight. No. Small manipulations. Little fears planted on the street."

"Propaganda isn't propaganda if it's called News. Called talk. Called media. Called radio."

"Maybe. Might be. You never know."

"That's how Evil sounds. Evil is not Black and White. Evil is Grey. No color. No, Yes. No, Good. No, Bad. Grey. In the middle. On edge and in the middle. Terrorized. Mothers and fathers don't wake up in the morning and say, "Let's commit genocide. It's the thing to do."

"You are a mother, or father, son, or daughter. What gets us to Evil? How does the process look? What makes a Nazi? We are not born with hate. We are taught, through titration, hate is not hate. We slowly replace the word hate with a new term: "The Greater Good."

"But history shows for the good of everyone is never good for anyone. There's a balance. Some benefit in one aspect, others in another. Diversity is color. Not Black or White, certainly not Grey. Evil dresses in Grey."

"'We stand for something, or We fall for anything.' Remember?"

"Left or Right the story is the same. Whatever the Left-hand does the Right-hand disagrees with. And depending on whether the Country is Left-handed or Right-handed at the time decides what has the best possibility of happening. But never does. Because no one will make a stand."

"We don't progress. We are a living breathing document. We breathe; therefore, We grow. America is progress. America moves forward."

"The two-party system is a simple one to understand. They are not yes or no entities at each other's throats. No. Both are for progress. Because America means forward. Each party stands for the speed at which we travel. Far Left: pedal to the metal. Far Right: sloths shoot by."

"We are heading to the same goal, the progress of the people. Not political and personal gain, not face-saving, not backwards."

"We don't keep America Great. We don't make America Great again. Great is gone and done. Greatest is finished."

"America is Greater. If we are not perpetually greater, then there's no progress. And that which does not grow festers and runs, The Dream explodes, as Langston Hughes put it so well not so long ago."

"Never whether or not we move forward, but how fast. That's Government in Our Country. That's the duty. Someone in the house pinches pennies, someone goes wild on vacation and spends some more. We should save. We should spend. There is a middle ground."

"Moderation. Moderate? Remember that word?"

"My name is Faith Esperanza James; I am an Extreme Moderate. And I am running for Senator of Our Commonwealth of Massachusetts."

> 🐲
### The Book of Hope: Verse 1
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-book-of-hope-verse-1/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T15:54:19.000Z
## Under The Ancient Skyscraper

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 1, Part 1

Being twelve. Being a girl. Being a genius. Being beautiful. Being Black.

None of those words meant what they said.

Hope James was all of them.

Down a small path, up a tall hill there's a tree... The Ancient, her mother called it. Under the early light of dawn, the stately oak looked more like a skyscraper.

"Ancient Skyscraper hardly makes any sense, Langston."

Walking beside Hope to the tree, just far enough so her backpack straps wouldn't bounce off his nose, was her 89 1/3 (not even 90) pound blood hound, Langston Love James.

Hope walked to one of the two worn out patches of grass under The Ancient, took off her backpack, removed the blue rolled up yoga mat from it, unhinged the Velcro strap, and placed it to fit perfectly over the worn out patch.

Langston spun around three times on the other patch, laid down, and watched Hope.

*Hair* was the first thing you noticed about Hope. Big. Bushy. Bold. Perfectly parted down the middle. Done up like two overgrown Christmas baskets with a million mahogany and gold ribbons flying out.

"Today's the day, Langston."

Exactly 24 and a half days ago disaster struck.

Like all geniuses Hope had one great goal. Hers was to prove a Grand Unified Theory to the Universe. "One Law to rule them all. Hope's G.U.T.," her brother Finn called it.

What disaster happened to get in her way?

Hope solved it.

A verifiable scientific theorem unifying all the Laws of Science.

But even with this proof, something was missing. The something making everything move.

Where did Life come from?

What made Science work?

Textbooks and AI models were of no help.

She'd exhausted and disproved most anyhow.

Plainly put: Hope ran out of Science.

Literally.

As the question dealt specifically with Creation itself, Hope did something 24 and a half days ago she never thought she would.

She turned to religion.

As Buddhism was the most practical of Faiths, and Enlightenment sounded useful, we find Hope now sitting zazen (a perfect one of course) under the oak tree (no suitable bodhi trees in Massachusetts).

It took Siddhartha 49 straight days of meditation to reach Enlightenment. With thousands of years of scientific advancements, not to mention a working Grand Unified Theory of The Universe, Hope would reach it in half the time sat zazen during the optimal hours of sunrise.

She checked the dawn, looked at Langston, gave two nods of her baskets, and smiled, "Here goes *Nothing*, Langston."

And with that, Hope shut her eyes.

> 🐲

## Hope and The Dandelion

### The Tale of The Genius: Verse 1, Part 2

Hope walked through the swinging door of consciousness into The Other Place.

The scene was the same. There was an old stone fountain in the center of a completely black space. From the fountain shot up a beautiful array of lights shaped like a dandelion.

Like a shower of rainbow rain from below each color of light joined in to build the flower.

Red was first drawing the contours. It gave way for Yellow, showing Orange where they met.

Blue rippled and shone a shimmer as it met Yellow at the base to merge and make the Green stem.

Hope sat in front of the fountain, knowing today, at last, the color show would finish the dandelion.

Every time before when Blue met Red... well it didn't.

Some Grey static showed, fizzled out the attempt, and the rest of the lights dimmed, never finishing the flower.

Today though, The Genius knew, was the right day to show whatever Enlightenment brings.

"The Blue must overcome that Grey," was Hope's Hypothesis and what she waited and watched to see.

She sat on the floor that wasn't a floor. Red began its climb and the whole Other Place glowed to match its ember.

Yellow zipped next making Orange waves in its wake.

Here was Blue weaving through the contours of the stem, like a neon light color show in the depths of Space.

Blue reached the bulb and touched Red!

Purple, at last!

Now with every color of the spectrum a clear portrait of the dandelion hovered and lit up The Other Place.

Suddenly, the bulb burst like all the seasons happened in seconds and the flower turned to parachute seeds of neon glow that whirled and wisped around the fountain.

The mostly Blue bristles floated towards Hope, circled around her and her whole being shone a turquoise shine.

She clapped and Blue sparks leapt from her hands.

Then, The Other Place while filled with thousands of every color dandelion shoots, *coughed*.

The floor that wasn't a floor quaked. The stone fountain cracked and out of the air that wasn't air static formed.

Grey! everywhere like heavy rain clouds that drop from the sky and land on you and smother engulfed Hope.

She shifted and shouted. No!

Then Hope remembered her hands.

She clapped. Blue light cut through the Grey cloud.

She took a breath, stood, climbed to the top edge of the fountain and clapped and clapped and clapped.

Blue light from Hope's hands cut through the Grey static.

When the Grey turned Blue something new was made, something wonderful.

The dandelion now free of the static was surrounded in a Blue protective shield.

Hope sat back down and watched.

*"But what does it mean?"* Hope asked her favorite question.

That Grey was a corrosive force, color cured it, color made the picture of the dandelion clear.

As Hope drew her Genius conclusions, The Other Place coughed and spasmed again.

This time a dark Grey cloud nearly the size of The Other Place itself descended.

She stood and clapped.

Her Blue light fizzled and died in the static.

Again Hope clapped.

Again fizzled.

Again clapped.

Again died.

She clapped and clapped and stomped. Every attempt at light to end that dark static didn't.

She headed for the swinging door to get free and wake back up. The cloud blurred her image and knocked her down.

A roar from the swinging door sent a fire of pure crystal light like a sunrise to light the whole Other Place clean.

Just before Hope woke up she saw the face of what sent the fire that saved her.

Awake and safe now, she hugged Langston, huffed a deep breath and told him, "Dragon, Langston, a dragon."

Hope's cellphone chimed. Her mother, Faith, sent the message: "Breakfast."

She looked at Langston, turned to face back the small path towards home, put on her backpack, lunged down like a relay racer at a starting line, leaned down lower, met Langston's eyes and said: "Downward Dog, Go!"

And The Hound Dog and The Genius raced home for breakfast.

> 🐲

## Side-Story: Consider the Source

### A Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speech

"Our politics, of late, have become a Theatre of The Absurd and we're all standing around staring at our phones, talking about what doesn't help, waiting for Godot to show up with our moral compass so we can do the right things to heal.

But we're not sick, our stories are.

Our News tells us to pay attention to one thing while our hearts tell us something else.

Where does our News come from?

As long as the answer to that question is someone or some organization that stands to gain something other than public gratitude, we must be weary about trusting the information shared.

*Consider the Source*, is great advice to keep in mind as you read or watch anything calling itself News these days.

The major concern of every media outlet is to keep you watching, not your best interests.

The first, and most pertinent reason, for why any major News Network's camera films anything is so you watch it.

Enter sensationalism and the nightmare circus show of our current News narrative.

The same ways of business that run Hollywood run and rule our Media.

We're being entertained for the profit of a few with horror shows.

Billions of dollars are made daily... as long as you watch.

> "Should we just ignore all the injustice then? Surely, that isn't right."  
> \-Concerned Citizen

Of course we shouldn't ignore injustice. The point here is the larger injustice, the disease and not the symptom. People are paid billions everyday to report tragedies. And people love to get paid.

We must turn our attention and our cameras to what's best about us if we're to survive.

We make Good News profitable by watching it more, by choosing it over the Hell being served us so often.

There are plenty of good people doing good things in every community everyday. Let's talk about them. Let's make their stories where the profit is.

What we feed grows.

All the attention given to angry shock jocks and malignant media machines over the past few decades has created some well-fed monstrosities.

Do you listen and watch them for information or entertainment?

There are better places, that serve your well-being better, to get both.

There's no Right or Left wing conspiracies going on in America.

There are a few people with a lot of money and a media for hire.

That's the state of our Union for the past few decades.

Government isn't a team sport; it's a team effort.

The reason so many feel an us against them mentality in the realm of politics is because it's an easy narrative to direct.

When you pick a side you're labeled and easily led.

Right-wings and Left are both fasteners there to attach puppet strings to viewers to make them fly where the well-paid cameras lead them to go.

How long before America finds out it's being puppeted around?

Talk with your communities, your fellow workers, your friends. Place your focus and concern there.

Elect good people. If you wouldn't trust a person to babysit your child, they certainly shouldn't be trusted to govern your State or Country.

They also shouldn't be trusted to tell you what's News."

> 🐲
### Replicas Wove
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/replicas-wove/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:57:56.000Z
*Thursday, July 02, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Just about dawn. Sometimes the weather isn't just for small talk. It's the thing to talk about. A heatwave over the Eastern half of the US just in time for our 250th anniversary celebrations. Fireworks at night weather. AC in the day weather.

Hope you're staying your cool self.

On with the show...

...

A poet's morning journal posted everyday as a public service announcement during this time of AI's infancy, so we don't lose ourselves to software algorithms.

What language is about and for will always be the work of poets.

It's why so many of us throughout history were so often locked up or censored. Language rules humanity; poets are the best at it.

The point and purpose of language is to use symbols to best convey our honest experience. When words are taken for granted, when we forget the immeasurable power in them, our systems start to collapse.

A word is not a tool, but the power that makes tools possible.

We walk, we breathe, our hearts beat, we make language.

Words on a screen represent the maker of the words. Our sentences are our selfies.

AI is like the chorus from an Ancient Greek Drama. Consensus and not correctness is its aim.

As long as we believe Life is evolving there is always a better way to understand, and so, say a thing.

Language grows with Life. Words are containers for what's alive. A software program can only ever share what was; AI is dead language.

Reference material for the living is its only use. Think of Grok as a friendly encyclopedia.

But use a LLM to craft an email and the recipient receives a note from the dead. Nobody in their right mind does business with dead people.

It's why AI images and videos seem off to us. They're lifeless made from dead language.

Every sentence an AI chatbot utters is a plastic flower. As impressive as it may be, it's never alive.

Life begets life; flowers make seeds.

AI is a gesture of language and not language itself.

People make language; AI takes and weaves pictures. Always an imitation, never an original, living, alive... that's AI: Replicas wove.

That said, I love AI; it makes reference librarians out of our cellphones.

Your favorite Librarian can't paint like Da Vinci, but she can show you what to look at to see how he did. You still have to do the work to make the painting real...

Over to [The Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧟**zombie*

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Archaic Slab
### The District of Contradiction
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-district-of-contradiction/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T15:01:22.000Z
*Wednesday, July 01, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

June turns to July and says goodbye with a wave of heat.

Slow words wrote indicate a lot on one's mind. Dreams need to settle like ivory flakes in a snow-globe before the whole scene can be seen.

Updates to the site's aesthetic are underway. Easy on the eyes, bite-size chunks of literary bytes is the aim.

...

America celebrates 250 years of our experiment in freedom. So many civilized cultures in the world view us the way parents roll their eyes at teenagers.

I'd like to change that image; The News Media's not much help.

Two and a half centuries, what have we learned?

Us versus them politics and policies lead to suffering on the streets.

Government is not a team sport; it's a team effort.

History shows that. AI bots preach that. So what's up, Washington?

When did D.C. start standing for The District of Contradiction?

Debates left the floors of The Senate for childish, *No you didn't... Yes, I did* bickering.

Playground antics and not the progress of the people is on the whole docket of D.C.'s business lately.

Get the grown-ups left in Congress some megaphones.

Bah... this journal's not a place for politics, but something needs to be said and done about the current state of politics in America.

The adults in our Country need to band together, flick the classroom lights, and get the Government to return to their seats and do their actual work.

Which, to remind them, means focusing on the progress of the people.

Let's get The District of Contradiction back to a place that helps create a home where individual hopes and dreams are safe to prosper.

Over to work on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧑‍🎨**artist*

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Archaic Slab
### The Major Problem with AI
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-major-problem-with-ai/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T16:24:25.000Z
*Thursday, June 30, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Aurora, the first light of dawn.

Wonder Fell, an exercise to show that original words are enough.

There's no spectacle here, no flash. Just a poet's words with the dawn.

There's some [personal stuff](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/) here if it feels too anonymous for you.

…

I've wondered for a while when to bring up the death threat emails. They've been on and off for years.

It started at the end of 2021 right after I posted [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) on Medium. I was new to the platform, but already had hundreds of followers. Not a single one responded to that poem. I kept quiet about the silence for curiosity's sake.

Nothing about the language of the poem broke any terms of agreement with the platform. What kept readers from seeing it? Censorship? Hackers? An out of touch algorithm?

I let it sit for a few months. The blogpost stats registered one view. My other work's views dwindled, too. How best to find out what was going on?

I pulled The 51st State from the site and reposted it. This time with the tag BLM. *Some human will definitely get back to me with that tag*, was my thinking.

Only one view again.

Censorship... or the algorithm is programmed for racism.

Either conclusion was not acceptable to me, so I worked on a plan.

Though I've never sought formal publication, I've been writing for decades. I gathered a mass of old work and went about arranging a timed post campaign to show proof of censorship or a flawed algorithm to the public.

While I worked on this campaign [I was killed in a car crash](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/).

I've spent the years since learning to walk again and healing a laundry list of internal injuries.

While I write.

For the sake of family and friends, I took my pen name for my legal name. Death threats sent to a Ghost add up differently sent to a father.

The idea is to flood The Internet with as many words of wonder and healing for our hurting Country as I can in very visible Internet Spaces, but very invisible ways to algorithms. This way we can all see the hazards of trusting our humanity to software.

The major problem with AI is it can never tell you what is important only what was important. Trusting algorithms means living in, and for, the past.

It is impossible for a LLM to tell you The News; it only knows what's old... what's read and not what's worth reading.

What's next?

As my Country nears its 250th anniversary I wonder if algorithms will find words of patriotism and hope located in a book titled: [New-New Hampshire](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GXGNHX9J/ref=sr%5F1%5F1?crid=2UTALQ91JJQP4&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.2fPoCJaR17NgZkNogIdu9fJ58Ezy2mnBOtR24BXiYlGCmMz3JdEX2rMW4nGM3bXEPYa7LQeacGPUtcr4RR3Bq7mO7Ffxl8AuSPgeC8I5OC8J8SKs-0w5DquhvWGPj5QlFSpEeGpm0x2codC3ttjKI0iUfUWwKV0oiBmJIqD0scmMHng3dPZzsthUOdiwhcVn7it8ynWcgmk%5FYVHME3rD3hphdnIIQBUJjVXKN6CIS3k.XJLLRMyOjtlDbz2ltrtbZW8NcxD-kwNBQNY8Ab5dtZA&dib%5Ftag=se&keywords=New-New+Hampshire+Wynn&qid=1780836671&s=books&sprefix=new-new+hampshire+wynn%252Cstripbooks%252C133&sr=1-1&ref=wonderfell.org) worth noticing. As it's located in the Poetry section on Amazon, most likely not.

But as China's algorithms value poetics, I look forward to hearing a happy Independence Day from The Great Wall, where the majority of my readers are, right now, located.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔗**link*

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Archaic Slab
### Original Intelligence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/original-intelligence/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T16:31:18.000Z
*Monday, June 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. The hushed faded glow of fog on the horizon signals a heatwave on its way. The cool morning air isn't alone. A bubbling brewing humidity works in every breath.

Sometimes Summer turns up the volume, turns up the heat. 

So what's up? What's new today, non-artificially intelligent makers and readers of words?

How about Original Intelligence?

Yes, let's step into another department of Poetry this morning and craft a new phrase and word...

Original Intelligence now, and forevermore, known as OI.

Which, of course ironically, looks a whole lot like my circle-slash insignia. O/ OI. It's a more serious wave. (Pronounce it like Oy, it's more fun.)

OI is what AI takes from.

So much of our immediate future will be making sure living creators of OI are paid for what they make possible for AI to do.

Right now AI is a flashy band of thieves running free in the awe and ease of the theft.

Sure the technology is impressive, but if you're a living creator of OI, AI steals from your pockets at the speed of binary light.

But it's new, it's exciting, it's easy... and still good old-fashioned wrong.

People deserve credit for their hard work. New ideas and ways of actions aren't designed overnight.

Crafting a story, or advertising slogan, or image in the style of any creative living person steals from that creator's hours, even years, of work.

We can do better. The teams that were bright enough to develop and create AI are intelligent enough to see to it creators are compensated.

No matter how technologically savvy it is: Theft is theft.

Thanks for reading. Off to make some more OI. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌞**sun\_with\_face*

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Archaic Slab
### Something More Worth Our Lives
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/something-more-worth-our-lives/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T16:38:55.000Z
*Sunday, June 28, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peace. Barely a motion from every oak leaf. A slight fog as day breaks the night to build the morning.

Squirrels and songbirds take their time looking for breakfast. There's an expectant quiet in the air; the show's about to begin.

Why create anything at all, Artists?

Generosity is the only sane reason to be an Artist of any kind.

Something worth sharing, a vision so vivid, a sentiment so unique and strong, stirs inside..."If only people could see the world like this...."

And so Artists work.

There's a breadth of human experience we can feel. Without the proper images and words sentiments stay stopped up inside and limit the quality of our lives.

Life needs creative generous people to prosper: Art is for evolution. 

We grow through new shared images and words. New stories paintings and songs make new paths for growth and understanding.

Empathy makes Art; ambition entertains. The first is a best friend, the second a babysitter.

...

The fog lifts, the sky clears, a week of weather fit for celebrations on the way.

Despite current news events people still laugh, cry, and fall in love.

The Sun still rises to provide a place to make dreams come true.

Everyday.

The world is a much better place than the stories we so often share lately.

And so I write... to give us all something more worth our lives to talk about.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚪**door*

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Archaic Slab
### Making Words is Work
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/making-words-is-work/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T16:43:00.000Z
*Saturday, June 27, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Pink sky, clouds lined up like bread rolls on a baker's rack.

Quite the array of bird songs replaces the quiet of night. Weekend traffic rolls the highway. The first full weekend of calendar Summer.

Wonder how many people planned accordingly, matched their schedules to meet the label 'Summer' in their daily planner?

What's the sense in sunshine? have you ever wondered as much? Perhaps The Sun has its own agenda.

How very inhumane of the star not to put humanity first.

Artists, writers, creative friends, it's a good time to personify The Sun once and awhile. Perhaps you'll try it next time you're feeling uninspired.

Scientist's eyes go wide and heads spin with the possibility of a conscious star at the center of our universe.

What if our Sun writes its own code? Sends it down in sunlight?

Everything we are able to do reflects nature somehow. So what in The Universe does the way The Internet work reflect?

The Sun knows.

Wonder for breakfast. Thanks for joining me.

...

Artists, just because Artificial Intelligence exists doesn't mean we get to rest. No. If anything it means we've got to step up our game.

AI is no more useful than a life coach with a good set of encyclopedias if we don't keep making it new.

Creative spirits are how the software called AI receives its updates.

Artists are the tech development team for all Artificial Intelligence. Let's make certain artists are paid for their efforts.

I encourage tech developers at present to begin coding ways for artists and creative thinkers to be paid for their contributions to AI's algorithms.

Because that's our future.

If an artist is living they deserve to be compensated anytime humanity uses their work for personal gain.

Something like we do with books... there's a certain amount of time post-mortem before the artist's work becomes free food for AI.

This means language too. Making words is work. For some of us it's hard work and it deserves recognition and compensation.

A writer's voice... the clearer it is the more time and effort they've dedicated to the job. AI just pulling from living authors to use their language to help craft an answer or story is like stealing Van Gogh's brushstrokes to digitally make a picture.

Whenever Grok writes a horror story in the style of Stephen King, it better reimburse Mr. King or our whole way of pay for an honest day of work is about to fall apart.

To not pay the source you profit from is theft.

I don't believe it is the intent of software designers to be thieves, but the way AI is treating living Artists and creative thinkers at present, that is exactly what they are.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⌛ **hourglass*

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Archaic Slab
### The Reason Why AI Can Never Write
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-reason-why-ai-can-never-write/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T18:44:44.000Z
*Friday, June 26, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Rain. A slow wind nudges green leaves awake. maybe a robin, maybe a sparrow, maybe a tweet, too damp for a song.

Every morning the sunrise brings something new. Did you change or the sunshine?

Sunlight drops like binary light full of software code to construct The Universe.

[+he Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/), my avatar, a point to make...

There's a quality in words made by people that software can never reproduce. The writer is in every word they share. More than style there's the living essence of every author in every word wrote.

Now Scientists might roll their eyes at this conclusion, but this living force forces their eye roll.

Enthusiasm! Life! Wonder! Pick an emotion... The moment of creation of each sentence is recorded in each sentence. The state of the author is part of their statement.

I love making sentences and stanzas. I know my work is better for it because my love for the work is in every recipe I write.

The reason why AI can never write, or make any art at all, is because machines can't care.

Empathy and not ambition makes Art. Care and concern for Life itself pens and paints every true artistic creation.

Anything else is just showing off. Computers are better at that.

Adding a unique witness or dream to the available catalog of human understanding requires authentic empathetic people, also known as Artists.

Thanks for reading. 

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🫧**bubbles*

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Archaic Slab
### The Substance and Not The Flash
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-substance-and-not-the-flash/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T18:47:52.000Z
*Thursday, June 25, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

To keep it going...

At some point these morning journal entries became more of an epic letter poem to a friend. 

Hey, friend. Hope all's well. 

On with the show...

...

Wonder Fell's aesthetic is a point made: Words are enough.

Because we can make our screens look like Vegas neon lit firework billboards doesn't mean that's the best way to get, gain, or keep interest.

Value is in the substance and not the flash.

I believe considerate caring people still exist. If you've read this far, you're one of them. O/

Time to clean up our house.

The lunatics are running the asylum; the toddlers took over the preschool.

Calm, cool, collected humanity where are you? If you have the attention span to read this far, it's you: A Good Decent Person.

What happened?

The news looks like groups of preschool bullies paid the teachers and staff to keep quiet.

Schoolhouses and Nations have rules.

Where'd they go?

We're a Country of morals or money; one can't serve two masters.

What's right always wins in the end.

It's not the point of this journal to preach, but what's up America?

Where's common sense and decency?

For sale?

We can have a Country based on morality or money. We can't have both.

As history teaches, a reminder for a closing note: Morality always wins.

Over to work on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦄**unicorn\_face*

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Archaic Slab
### AI is Dead Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-is-dead-language/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T18:51:55.000Z
*Wednesday, June 24, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Blue jay! Blue jay! Blue sky! Blue!

Summer's clear cool morning light shows shadows under Spring's hard work.

Just a journal, some morning thoughts, whims of a poet in this age of AI's infancy.

How, sometimes, are we sure the words we read are definitely not AI?

Because we do and we can. 

It's [+he Ghos+ point.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/)

No one writes like me. That point isn't for vanity's sake, only to stress the importance of original writing.

In fact 'original writing' is redundant; AI is a video game to help live your life.

Would you send a robot version of yourself to go hangout with friends?

A good time for them for a short while, but once the novelty wore off they'd miss you. You... whatever words you choose to describe what makes you human, your friends would miss.

What good friends you have.

An essay wrote for a school assignment on the qualities of a sunrise reads differently than a poet sat at dawn sharing his thoughts on what the new light of a new day brings.

If the point of the language is just to rehash old knowledge, best to use AI. Why reinvent the wheel?

To make the wheel better, to make it do more, is why.

Words that describe one's own experience and dreams in an honest way always makes language new because there's never been another you.

Veracity is for living letters; AI is dead language.

We can learn a lot from the dead, but the idea of Life and Language is evolution.

And so I write. 

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⌛**hourglass*

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Archaic Slab
### This Great Opportunity to Share
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-great-opportunity-to-share/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T19:23:46.000Z
*Tuesday, June 23, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Still a few minutes before dawn, the robins and wrens are at it early. 

The early bird gets the worm, but today, the earliest bird sings a song, starts the show with a solo filled in with gradual harmonies from its neighbors.

Songbirds since the dawn of time have sung the sunrise. Regardless, every morning brings a new song, announces new opportunities. 

The arrangement of notes, the timing, the particular quality of sunlight, the generation of the bird itself...

Though the songs of birds sound similar they always sing something new.

Like every word ever uttered by humanity, the newness of language and birdsongs shapes each day.

Artificial Intelligence is definitely not for the birds.

...

The sky is an ivory linen bedsheet umbrella fortress with a star for a lantern to give a glow to the dome.

Some drizzle, some rain, a good day for flowers to grow.

Life, this great opportunity to share...

I don't believe goodness, decency, common sense, courtesy, wonder, and beauty are out of fashion. It's been so long since we lived with them in the forefront of our imaginations. So many of us running around with rulers of measure for rulers.

But what ruler can measure the Beauty of a sunrise? Because each dawn is Beautiful. 

On that we all agree.

What good does it do for us to recognize it? 

How to measure the caloric intake of what's Beautiful? Because it does exist.

If it matters to so many, it certainly must be matter.

Words work where numbers fail.

So I write.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥅**goal\_net*

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Archaic Slab
### On The Hazards and Limitations of AI
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/on-the-hazards-and-limitations-of-ai/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T19:31:44.000Z
*Monday, June 22, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peace, sunrise, dreams come true.

How are you?

Do you consider The World a mirror?

Some people do.

It's said that: "Misery loves company." 

But so does Joy.

> "When sorrows come they come not in single spies but battalions."   
> \-Shakespeare

But, Bard, the same can be said for joys.

Words of wonder, hope, goodwill and support everyday for you; we get what we give.

...

On Wonder Fell itself:

Been at this a couple of years now. Short stints on Facebook, X, Instagram, Threads, Substack, Medium, everyday still on BlueSky...

At first being a ghost was a mix of annoyance and amazement. To tag a poem like [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/) *BLM* on Medium and not receive a single response speaks to a broken system, a misinformed algorithm, or just blatant censorship.

And it wasn't only Medium. All the other major social media platforms gave the same zero response for similar, if not the same, work.

I've spent the past four years learning to walk again and healing a list of internal injuries the result of being [literally killed](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) when an SUV drove into my driver's seat at around 50 MPH.

Peace and quiet was part of my get-well plan. I viewed it as an opportunity to bring to light the hazards of algorithms.

I'm glad for the software; it's a great tool. But, as I wrote before, [would you give a child a chainsaw?](https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-is-a-great/)

There needs to be checks and balances for the sake of the progress of humanity. AI simply, by its nature, doesn't know what to do with anything new.

Grok, in Ancient Greece, would tell Aristotle not to bother... The World is flat.

How do minds like Aristotle's and cutting edge Artists like Van Gogh get discovered with software stuck in the past leading the conversation?

If people rely on algorithms for new information, how are they ever going to get new information? How are we ever to improve as a race?

We're fed what the software knows we like to eat and not necessarily what's best for us.

Wonder Fell is loaded with words of hope and encouragement for America. At the time of writing this, I have 3 times as many readers in China as I do in The States.

This is not to complain, only to make a point, a dire one. We can't rely solely on what's online to get our news and information.

Good old-fashioned human interaction is necessary to keep humanity progressing.

Soon I'll begin a more word-of-mouth campaign to view the difference, to further measure the hazards and limitations of AI.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧸**teddy\_bear*

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Archaic Slab
### What Poets Are For
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-poets-are-for/
Last updated: 2026-06-21T12:52:53.000Z
*Sunday, June 21, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Why do it songbirds? Why rise up, wake up, and sing?

Even Nature knows we should do what we love, even The Earth makes music making mandatory first thing in the morning.

Thought I'd join in.

Sometimes everything's all right. The calm is the storm.

An idyllic New England Spring sunrise.

Blue sky, kind clouds, light breeze, cool temps.

A sparrow even landed an arms length from me as I was out walking with Abe... paused to look me in the eye, say good morning, and fly away to enjoy the sky.

Do you think The World is always in the process of starting a conversation with us?

If you ever told or wrote a story, you know Life is perpetually conversing with us.

The scenery changes as The Hero grows. The stuff of our lives is emblematic of where we are. The stories we store in the props that surround us make us who we are. The quality of our day is determined by how we choose to define our surroundings.

Our choice of words, and what we choose those words to mean, make the experience called our life.

Word choice rules the world of people.

Helping words mean more is what a poet is for.

And so I work to make more spaces for dreams to come true.

Somebody's gotta watch our language.

It's what poets are for.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to by the emoji of the day: 🎮**video\_game*

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Archaic Slab
### What's in This Journal?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-in-this-journal/
Last updated: 2026-06-20T13:51:56.000Z
*Saturday, June 20, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

The date. The tagline. The sunrise sentiments of a poet first thing in the morning.

I sing with songbirds for the sunrise, croon the light for your delight.

Thanks for reading.

> "What's your compelling reason? Why persist?"   
> \-Interested Reader

There's a few.

There's all the personal reasons. [Plenty of words on that here.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/)

Then, there's the practical. I believe we should do work we love everyday. So I start out each morning doing just that.

I also believe what's lacking most from the world right now is the kind of quiet introspection necessary to live a full and felt fulfilling life.

All the flash and video game vlog sensational news movie bass-thumping where's the melody moments of our modern life keep us from the peace found in words similar to what's in this journal.

I keep it free like a facemask dispenser in a public place in the time of Covid.

We help each other out to help ourselves.

Compassionate people alone in quiet rooms dreaming of a better future will always be the first place lasting positive change begins. 

The evolution of the human story starts with a brave soul strong enough to sit alone and dream a new definition of *better* and then act on those dreams.

All acts based on quiet reflection are necessary for growth. All other actions are reactions. A life with purpose is lived on purpose.

Our dreams make our purpose.

It's not the intention of this journal to be labeled self-help. Wynn's no guru. (Though he does refer to himself in the 3rd person for dramatic effect from time to time.) I'm a poet, as in it's my job.

A corporate banker, a lawyer, an accountant, a mechanic, a farmer, a politician, news reporter, a school teacher, a doctor, a nurse; all approach life with a different outlook.

The way poets view the world is lacking. It's also medicine for our society's current condition.

I'm prolific because we need a strong dose of work like mine if we're to survive as a race, let alone a nation.

Words are for more than just information. There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

The joy business is my work.

And so I write.

It's healthcare for a nation so lost in arguing it forgot its reason for existing. All the powers that live in the word: Freedom.

Wonder Fell online will always be free like all true healthcare ought to be. My quality of life can only ever be as good as the quality of life around me. So I share words of hope and wonder to help us. We all work, that is have jobs, to further Life.

Just a poet doing his job at sunrise.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### A Masterpiece Every Morning
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-masterpiece-every-morning/
Last updated: 2026-06-19T11:58:19.000Z
*Friday, June 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Early, even for this morning journal, a couple hours till sunrise.

At some point this diary at dawn became a daily letter from a poet to a world drowning in algorithmic clever.

All the stations of my work: Joy, Virtue, Beauty, and Love are buried in piles of sensational shock treatments administered online.

But The Internet is just a heap of words... and words do more than we've been using them for lately.

There's more to life than information; there's the experience of information.

Despite all the calculations wrote to get spaceships to The Moon, the best use of the written word will always be a love letter.

Because those lines best represent all it means to be human.

...

Dawn shows, songbirds announce the day. Been at sharing this journal for over a year now. Been ghostish about it for personal reasons. I keep at it and keep it free because the message found here is important in ways we don't discuss much anymore.

What happened to humanity to make it so awkward to talk about Beauty, about Joy, about Love?

We all want their experience. Why so quiet?

I focus on the sunrise because it's a universal expression of Beauty, a bringer of the possibility of Joy and Love... when we're willing to welcome it.

Like a smile needs no translation, The Sun brings dawn. In order for us to recognize the Beauty of each morning, we must have Beauty in ourselves.

We read each day's sunshine like words on a page, images on a screen. A song can never sound beautiful if some part of you isn't. Life presents itself for our assessment. Your understanding of what you witness is who you are.

Do you see each dawn as a work of Art or a reason to say 'here we go again'?

The Sun paints a masterpiece every morning, colors this world to be worth our wonder.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### How Do We Make The Internet Beautiful?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-do-we-make-the-internet-beautiful/
Last updated: 2026-06-18T13:58:10.000Z
*Thursday, June 18, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Robins sing the approaching dawn like a choir of single note synthesizers finding harmonies for an 8-bit video game soundtrack called: Today.

Lights on, rain falls, on with the show...

...

Lots of thoughts on Beauty and AI and humanity's responsibilities to language the past few mornings... got me thinking: How do we make The Internet Beautiful?

All things have the capacity for Beauty, so how about online?

At present, The Internet is a mob of toddlers in a mosh pit.

Most social media applications look like a pre-school at recess.

How do we get our screens to Beautiful?

What does The Internet growing up well look like?

It's a joy for me, a Poet, to consider because in order for the online word to mature people are going to have to recognize and respect the powers of the written word.

Our understanding of the capability of language is limited by the stories of our ancestors. The old tales lacked the materials we have available today to strengthen their metaphors. 

Shakespeare wrote 'All the World's a stage,' though I'm sure he'd change *stage* to *open-world video game* if he were alive today.

Language consistently needs to be made new. It's the biggest hazard of AI: resting on our laurels.

What the heck is a laurel? It's a trophy given for victory in a time of peace.

Well... it used to be. We use medals, titles, and money for laurels these days.

But we were discussing making The Internet beautiful before the laurels descended...

> "We just make it a joy forever."   
> \-Favorite Reader Who Knows About a Deceased Co-worker of Mine

How do we make language creation and the digital sharing of it a timeless joy?

We recognize the gift that is the written word. These are just well calculated scribbles on an e-ink screen without the magical substance called reading.

Every teacher of reading is a wizard or witch with a pupil. Really.

Even Science doesn't work without the magic of reading. Seriously.

What wonder exists that makes reading possible?

Scientists try to measure it, but they need to use it to do the measuring.

Applying objective measurements to reading and writing is like trying to measure water by making it wet.

Huh?

Respect, reverence, wonder for the powers of the written word. Let's start there... let's share from there.

We'll take The Internet from a toddler's mismanaged recess to an Art School Forum during The Age of The Renaissance.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### AI Can't Do What We Do
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-cant-do-what-we-do/
Last updated: 2026-06-17T16:15:47.000Z
*Wednesday, June 17, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Birds and squirrels and highway mufflers negotiate the morning.

Peace arrives with the dawn. Voices around the city get ready to recite: "Nice day, today," for a weather forecast hello.

Hope your weather suits your mood.

On with our show...

...

Writers how are your words? Artists how are your pictures? [AI ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/)is often a theme of these morning thoughts.

Writers, musicians, and artists, we need new language to be at peace with the video games called Large Language Models.

New language is the business of The Poet, so every morning I go to work for us by adding to this personal [LLM of Wordly Art ](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/)called Wonder Fell.

You see my creative friends, AI can't do what we do; it can only do what we did.

Would you buy a stolen computer?

Would you publish a story wrote only with AI?

They're the same question.

I've been writing for decades, working at it because it's work I love. No one sounds like me because no one sounds like you. We're all unique. Ask Genetics.

I've worked a long time to get my writing voice as clearly 'me' as possible. These words express me. The arrangement of each syllable is a song I shape into sentences.

It's work. Good old fashioned labor makes these lines easily understood.

If Grok writes a journal entry in my style or echoes a poem of mine, it steals my hard work.

Living artists must get recognition for the assist. Give us documented credit. If money is made using a writer, artist, or musician's ways; pay the source.

Da Vinci, Shakespeare, and Mozart are happy with written recognition. But: A living artist deserves a living wage.

So Coders and Ethical Humanity, it's on you to see to it we don't become a race of thieves.

Programmers are intelligent enough to design Artificial Intelligence; they're smart enough to see to it Artists get credit and get paid.

Artists! Keep making Life new places to live and grow through your unique witness of The World.

Someone's got to feed AI.

Enjoy your day. 

And, as always, thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### The New This
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-new-this/
Last updated: 2026-06-16T13:02:14.000Z
*Tuesday, June 16, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A beautiful sunrise. Though, if you read much of Wonder Fell you know, that's redundant. Every dawn is Beautiful. What's up with that?

This poet wanted an answer. And so, I wake, I write, I notice and record.

What's up with Beauty? It's a tangible experience shared. Sure. 

But what are the qualities? What is communicated when we recognize something is Beautiful?

Anyone that's sat and watched a sunrise knows there's always a beautiful aspect to it. What's up with that?

There's much talk on [Beauty on the site](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/). The past few mornings bring something new: The feeling of completion.

"I wrote about that already," comes to mind and then the idea that a hyperlink is just as good as a new sentence.

'Been there, done that, built a website for it,' is the new sentiment in the air.

Yesterday's post on [The Scientific Method](https://www.wonderfell.org/a-poet-wearing-his-science-lab-coat/) as a poetic form... am I finished the experiment?

No. I believe my experience the past few mornings points to something new taking shape.

"Yawn," the sunrise says. "We've discussed that enough. How about *this*? "

Right now, I'm quiet noticing the new *this*.

A good way to spend the rest of the morning.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### A Poet Wearing His Science Lab Coat
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-poet-wearing-his-science-lab-coat/
Last updated: 2026-06-16T22:07:10.000Z
*Monday, June 15, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A little rain taps the gutters to signal the end of the heatwave. The sunrise is a bluelight spotlight on a dimmer switch on a slow roll up to on.

What to share about the morning that hasn't already been wrote? [Hundreds of sunrises poetically recorded in a row.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) A poet wearing his Science lab coat pens these lines.

We form a hypothesis: Each day a new living experience worth wondering about arrives with The Sun's light.

We make a constant: The same place, the same pen, the same e-ink pad, the same chair near the same window, the words of the same poet to describe the experience of the dawn.

We introduce a variable: The quality of each sunrise itself. 

What's new every morning? Where does the newness of each day come from?

For the past couple years, I sat in these same conditions to recognize and record what effect a new dawn has on the poetic experience.

Poetry is all about form, a sculpture of words. Sonnets, Odes, Iambic and Trochaic feet so sweet, are classic ideas of the forms of Poetry.

But a checklist can be poetic, a blogpost, even a text message can sound a poet's music.

Language has many shapes to share itself. Arranging what fills those forms in a beautiful way is the work of The Poet.

What about The Scientific Method as a Poetic Form?

How about over two years worth of proof every morning on this site that it is.

Today's date, the tagline, the same goal: Give an honest account of the morning using sentences.

The variable is in the quality of the sunlight itself.

The Author of Wonder Fell, this Poetic Scientific Experiment of Dawn, has near three decades worth of time working on making sentences best match his witness of The World.

(In case you're new here and wondering why you never heard of me after I've worked so hard for so long, the answer is health. There simply wasn't energy enough to seek publication. Writing, the act and love of it, always came first. [I wrote about it before.](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/) And more often [here, too.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/))

AI frequently comes up as a [topic here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/). The existence of Artificial Intelligence, that video game made of language, is the biggest supporter of the need for my craft.

AI is a poet's great friend because it depends on our necessity.

There's simply nothing for software to reproduce without creators of new language.

The act of Poetry is what feeds AI.

The software can't develop without the work I do.

But there's plenty of mornings discussing that here already.

Coders are now finding out this truth: They're limited to what language can do. Poets make language do more. It's what we're for, our job.

Sun's up, rain stopped, back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for me.

Thanks for reading. 

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Every Sunrise is Beautiful.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/every-sunrise-is-beautiful/
Last updated: 2026-06-14T13:37:01.000Z
*Sunday, June 14, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Every sunrise is Beautiful. 

What's up with that? 

Beauty shows in each ray of light as much as warmth. 

What's up with that?

Beauty is a tangible shared experience; we measure it with words.

The duty of The Poet: To measure all of Life's experiences we have no way to number.

Love, Beauty, Joy all beg for definition. Numbers can't express the fullness of their experience. And, yet, here's the sunrise being beautiful again.

What's up with that?

To give us a way to discuss the qualities of Life that numbers can't measure: That's the work of The Poet.

A thing of Beauty couldn't be a joy forever until Keats pointed it out. A lot of pointing out has gone undone, lately.

To misunderstand and devalue the work of Poets lessens the opportunity for more joys forever to be shared.

The breakfast table is full of a feast.

There's no way you can eat it all.

The neighbors are starving.

What do you do?

The Sun rises every morning.

It's always Beautiful and worth wondering about.

There's no way to enjoy it all by yourself.

The World is starving for Beautiful moments.

And so I write.

Every morning... to remind us all: Life is worth wondering about.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Writing is a Sacred Act
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/writing-is-a-sacred-act/
Last updated: 2026-06-13T14:34:30.000Z
*Saturday, June 13, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

"Today's the day." A great sentence, there's hope and wonder in that line.

Sometimes this journal turns to words of encouragement. The sunrise is often a cheerleader of dreams.

"Today's the day." What's that bring to mind?

Anticipation, wonder, excitement. The delivery arrives today.

...

Some mornings the awareness of the act of this journal is the topic to write about. [Been at it a couple of years now.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) It's worldwide.

I hope the recognition of these words, the honesty, sincerity and goodwill shared through them comes through as a reminder of what the written word is for.

Writing is a sacred act. Censors and witches know this truth.

If one works at it enough, writing is the clearest way to share one's dreams.

There's no pretense here. No mannerisms or body language to decipher. Only words.

Every word is a shared living story belonging to humanity. To write is to weave all these stories in miniature together to paint an image directly in a reader's mind.

O/ How are we doing?

...

Blue sky dawn, the humidity thins. Yesterday's soupy air gives way to a clean glass of clear water.

There's a lot more to write... for other pages and places online and off-grid.

That's where I go.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Is Wonder Fell Art?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/is-wonder-fell-art/
Last updated: 2026-06-12T12:39:58.000Z
*Friday, June 12, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Overcast sunrise, the air is warm soup.

Congratulations. You found Wonder Fell. Like a picture book game of Where's Waldo, this sanctuary for creative spirits gets hid in an algorithmic sea.

Just a poet thinking out loud with the sunrise. Everyday. For years.

Morning pages are something many professional writers do. They set the right mood for the day ahead. Most of us wouldn't dream of sharing them. But with the current trend to treat language like a video game called: Information Express, I thought a journal, a poet's one, might be the best way to remind us all of the true power of the written word.

All Art is a generous act. Is Wonder Fell Art?

With all humility always in mind, it certainly is a lot of work.

*A new expression of a new way to see and sense generously shared.* That's a working definition of a work of Art.

Is Wonder Fell Art? You decide.

While I keep working.

Can a work of Art exist online? That question is more fun.

So long as something new is generously shared in a way that helps us see and sense life in a new way... then, yes, Art can exist purely online.

The requirement of new leaves AI out from ever being considered an Artist.

Artificial Intelligence organizes and arranges; it never creates.

Sorry Grok, Claude, GPT, and Gemini, you'll never be artists when you grow up.

Whatever it means to be alive is necessary to make a work of Art: Call it soul, call it spirit, call it a scientific roll of the eyes because it's unquantifiable.

What makes quantifying possible also makes Art.

Life is the best word for it.

So congratulations again my creatively inclined friends. This site is a place for those of us whose work requires solitude. Words to share the alone space to ward off loneliness.

Keep sharing your wonderful unique witness of this thing called Life.

Thanks for reading. Read some more. There's[ tags](https://www.wonderfell.org/tags/), and [poems](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/), and a [work-in-progress.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Regardless of AI's Success
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/regardless-of-ais-success/
Last updated: 2026-06-11T13:03:29.000Z
*Thursday, June 11\. 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A warm night, a warmer day. Summer shows early and changes warm to hot.

Identity, it's a main theme of this site and a major, and perhaps the most important, topic of discussion for humanity as AI settles in to our day-to-day lives.

We're the stories we consistently tell and affirm to ourselves we are.

There's what we do and what happens to us, but who we are is in the stories we choose to define the experiences.

AI is a video game built from history books and encyclopedias; it's not Life.

In terms of language, a Large Language Model is always written with The Past Tense.

We can, and should, learn from the past. But to trust AI to run your life or business assures you're doomed to be limited by what the past can do.

A blind trust in Artificial Intelligence halts evolution... if we want to get all Science-y about it.

So, who are you? You're what's new.

You are The Present Tense. You stand for growth and development, a thing called: A Brighter Tomorrow.

How we shape and fashion language also shares what we are. 

That's a main point to leaving this journal online: I've worked at writing for three decades, worked to get my unique (because we're all unique) perspective into lines of poetry and prose. 

I leave this journal here for free not to show the world how wonderful these lines are, but to show that regardless of AI's success the written word is about a whole lot more than information. It's about what makes information possible and worthwhile at all.

So every sunrise this poet shows up to say O/ in a new way to remind us all of the truly wonderful power of language.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### AI is Great
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-is-a-great/
Last updated: 2026-06-10T14:38:10.000Z
*Wednesday, June 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Still going, pen flowing, words with the sunrise.

Some mornings the sky is orange fire thinking about pink. Others keep the bedsheet of clouds on and stay in an overcast bed. Sometimes a true blue hue is all the sky will do.

Orange and pink negotiate the horizon this morning. Sparrows and wrens announce the dawn with choir songs.

[Hundreds of sunrises shared now in an row.](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) There's wonder in everyone. 

The robins and sparrows negotiate life in the trees with chatter. Parliament is in session in the backyard oak.

The same driving force that has every winged one of them up building nests and gathering food drives every car in the highway to work, to school, to home.

Why? The question visits the past few mornings. We're so scientifically sure of ourselves; the world is flat. There's hubris in every geometric proof where wonder should be.

Ethics crept into the category called arbitrary the past few decades. Our politics, science, and art are evidence of the fact.

Common decency left with political decorum and scientific foresight.

AI is great. But would you give a child a chainsaw?

People at present are gaining success that haven't earned it. At some point balance has to be restored. Morality, and not money or scientific advancement, rules history. Grok would agree. Have you asked?

America at present is living an Ancient Greek Tragedy. It's all been written before. Claude would tell you, if you asked.

There is a moral way to life that transcends numbers. Stories show it best. It's why most graduates of M.I.T. are fans of Star Wars: Right and Wrong exist as certain, perhaps even more so, than Gravity.

The nicest thing about being nice is it feels nice. You are paid immediately.

What's up with that?

...

Some thoughts on Wonder Fell itself...

I could sit and pen a poem every sunrise, but is it best?

Using a journal as a poetic form calls for a more vernacular means of expression.

It's more accessible.

Regardless of how successful my formally published works do, Wonder Fell will always be free.

I hope it encourages others to share words and works of wonder, too.

Our lives can only be as good as the stories we surround ourselves with.

Thanks for reading and sharing.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧲**magnet*

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Archaic Slab
### Just a Poet Doing His Job
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/just-a-poet-doing-his-job/
Last updated: 2026-06-09T12:17:44.000Z
*Tuesday, June 09, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Freeway traffic rolls by in batches like ocean waves crest then touch the shore. Certain birds sing certain songs to sound the morning score. A clear blue sky spotlights a cool Spring gives way to Summer morning.

Wonder fell. See, it's a sentence, a record of what occurs every sunrise. 

And a pun.

The pun is for people, the wonder for living life alive. Songbirds always sing a new song, give a morning report. Even dogs dream. Life wants new life; we yearn to make our dreams come true.

You see, amid all the flash and spectacle on our screens as of late, I know we all want something more. Something we haven't talked about in quite some time: Meaning.

All of our impressive technology and trips to The Moon leave it out. What's Life for? What's living all about?

There's a peaceful joyful knowing each sunrise brings. There's a great swell of emotion in each of us that Life matters for unquantifiable reasons. What's up with that?

Every seed wants to bloom, every person holds dreams they want to make real. Ever wonder why?

Science and AI alone aren't built to help with that question. But, yet, the question remains... *Why?*

A life without a recognition of the value of Life isn't worth the effort. We're more than stomachs with arms and legs looking to feed. There's so much more to the human heart than beats-per-minute. It's a metronome for the music of our lives.

Poetic words, wonder, hope, awe, and beauty have gone quiet for far too long.

So this poet works to fill the void we all feel as we pretend computers can make language. As if the mirror could wave to you if you didn't first.

What's Wonder Fell for?

Just a poet doing his job.

The lack of the products of my business require prolific efforts.

Every morning something worth wondering about with the sunrise.

Thanks for reading, for wondering.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪄**magic\_wand*

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Archaic Slab
### A Skunk in the Rain
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-skunk-in-the-rain/
Last updated: 2026-06-08T18:09:33.000Z
*Monday, June 08, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A soft glow, a steady breeze flutters oak leaves, shadows flicker and wane in each cluster of Spring's hard work green scene.

A crow caws. The robins went quiet minding their newborns, preparing for Summer.

A strange sight last night: A skunk in the rain.

Like a turtle out of its shell it hobbled over to the neighbor's stash of seed and feed left for the birds and squirrels.

Sometimes smelling bad is for a good reason. Sometimes a rude person is just protecting their space.

A skunk without its stink is far cuter than any bunny rabbit.

Cuteness can be hazardous to your well-being. Ask pleasant smelling skunks and some women.

We could make designer perfumes to help. Call them names like: Noxious, Repel, and Skunky Funky Peace and Quiet... made especially for attractive people looking for some sanctuary.

...

Every sunrise is different. Some bring deep philosophical daydreams, others Skunky Funky Peace and Quiet.

Regardless, this poet's Large Language Model rolls on... come stink or come shine.

A merlin landed on a pine tree branch just above the backyard fence. Abe, the rescued hound dog mix friend of mine, still isn't over his infatuation with [BOPs](https://www.wonderfell.org/bop-2/). Still not over [Lola](https://www.wonderfell.org/lola-gets/) yet, either.

Haven't mentioned him much this past year. He's well-trained and resembles a carpet more than a pet during the morning writing sessions now.

Best to let sleeping dogs snore.

Back to other words for other pages.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦨**skunk*

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Archaic Slab
### I'd Wish for Magic
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/id-wish-for-magic/
Last updated: 2026-06-07T13:06:59.000Z
*Sunday, June 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Spring moves to Summer.   
Cool breeze.   
The Sun heats to hot.

What if you could have any superpower, which would you choose?

It's a helpful question. It teaches us a lot about what we value, who we are.

I'd wish for magic: To be able to change the world by getting the words right.

> "Isn't that what you work to do everyday, Wynn?"   
> \-My Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

Still going.

Poets and wizards have a lot in common. I spend my days in Gandalf's ways. A very loud kind of quiet surrounds every poet and magician.

We're always at work weaving words to set balance to life, to encourage and direct what grows and inhibit and stop what destroys.

So, superpowers? 

I'd rather be Gandalf or Dumbledore than The Incredible Hulk.

How about you?

...

Did you know Ancient Greek and Norse Mythologies were The Marvel and DC Comics of their times?

People never believed The Sun is carted around the horizon in a chariot; a guy doesn't actually shoot webs from his wrists while he's stuck to a wall. They're metaphors to help remind us heroes and morality exist.

Remembering helps us live better lives, gets us back on track. Superhero stories are a spoonful of sugar with our medicine.

Back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Thanks for reading.

💡

Btw: My anthology of poems, New-New Hampshire is live on The Kindle Store as of last night. Here's a link if you're interested: 

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I'll also place it at the top of the main page later. 

Thanks again. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦸**superhero*

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Archaic Slab
### It's Easier to See
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-easier-to-see/
Last updated: 2026-06-06T12:32:29.000Z
*Saturday, June 06, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A sanctuary. A place free from worry and flash, somewhere to exhale, to wonder, to dream. Screen pictures full of words for artists and the creative spirit in all of us.

The only news found here is ancient news: The longing of us all to make and share a life worthwhile.

No self-help or guru, no coach here. Just a writer saying what so many feel in a new way. 

Word choice matters. Ask a witch casting a spell, a doctor looking for the right medicine, a preacher preparing a sermon. Word choice matters.

Maybe routine is wearing you down. Maybe you've got a sickness called Sameness. Time to look up your often off in daydreams friend and see what he's been up to making new words, medicine for The Sameness Syndrome.

...

Perhaps you never knew The World without The Internet; it wasn't better.

Does that surprise you? A poet wrote that. Quiet introspective O/, still writes with a pen... made those lines.

Words have always ruled humanity.

Now it's easier to see. It's easier to share.

We're in an adjustment period. Text becomes our preferred way to communicate.

Words are as much a part of a person as their eyes, their hands, their breath.

Language is not a commodity or a currency. Words make money possible. Make Faith possible. Make all things more than monkeys possible.

Don't be a monkey. Choose and use your words well. Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤦**face\_palm*

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Archaic Slab
### People Who Prefer Backroads Do Best
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/people-who-prefer-backroads-do-best/
Last updated: 2026-06-05T14:16:18.000Z
*Friday, June 05, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

The Friday freeway traffic, the eager chimes of robins, of sparrows, a blue jay at dawn.

Every morning The Sun paints with a new palette of color. Have you noticed? Candle light isn't a light bulb's consistency. The shine from our star is never the same fire twice.

Sunlight changes in unmeasured ways the colors of the world.

A celestial artist paints a new masterpiece each turn of our planet's sphere called: This Day.

How's your piece of the painting, your life?

...

Back to slow poetic morning thoughts in a shock obsessed world.

Thanks for joining me.

Artists, visionaries, free-thinkers, new-thinkers are the only force to ever make a lasting change in the world.

It requires consideration and long hours in quiet reflection to gather and make sense of the dreams necessary to move humanity forward.

Not too many have the nerve to live the kind of life that makes big dreams into realities to share.

People who prefer backroads do best.

Go, go, go.   
Done, done, done.   
Do, do, do.   
Shouts the highway.   
Staccato tasks.   
Short quick quippy checklists checked.   
No time for reflection.   
Bottle of Xanax on the nightstand lives.

The human race isn't one that's run; it's a story shared.

How's your story?

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/) today; the air breathes change.

Back to work on The Epic: [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). When and how often to release it nags on me.

The idea now is to let New-New Hampshire gain traction before releasing much, if any, more. 

By the way, I placed NNH on the Kindle Store yesterday. It will be available for purchase today or tomorrow.

I'll place a link to it on Wonder Fell soon.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌑**new\_moon*

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Archaic Slab
### A Poetic Act
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-poetic-act/
Last updated: 2026-06-04T13:05:25.000Z
*Thursday, June 04, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

> "I write, I right, I wright; I make convenient puns."   
> \-Wynn, +he Ghos+

A motto with the sunrise. Thanks for joining me. 

The Writer and The Reader relationship is a magical one.

The Writer casts a spell, etches it out in symbols. The one ingredient necessary to invoke the magic is The Reader's attention.

Thanks for making magic with me. O/

Wonder Fell is a story. What you read is the tale of the record of a poet's thoughts as the sun rises.

Everyday.

> "Snooze, where's the shock and sensationalism?"   
> \-Not a Reader of Wonder Fell

> "In Hollywood and The Modern American Press. How's that working for you?"   
> \-Author of Wonder Fell Whose Favorite Readers Nod in Agreement with This Quote

What's Wonder Fell? It's what's missing. Consideration, wonder, awe, wonder!

My motivations for making and keeping this journal are threefold:

One: I believe these words can help and it would be selfish of me to hoard them considering the state of our Country's spirit.

Two: I love to write and work at it and believe we should do what we love no matter what it takes.

Three: I want to define what the word Beautiful is all about. Not cosmetics or looking pretty, the quality of every sunrise and some works of Art.

Beauty is a tangible human experience, like Love, and it's gone undefined.

There's no Scientific way to quantify it.

Beauty needs people like me to give it shape so more people can know it.

It's what a Poet is for: To give words to previously unsayable things.

Every new word made is a poetic act.   
Every new thought and dream shared is a poet at work.

Someone's gotta feed AI.

> "Make it new."   
> \-Every Artist's Anthem

> "Feed me, Artists."   
> \-Every Large Language Model in the Foreseeable Future.

...

The site design updated yesterday.

With all the flash make-me-look-like-a-billboard webpages out there, my first inclination was to match the sentiment. But Wonder Fell is about words.

So the site now looks like a bunch of book pages dressed in binary light.

I don't plan on stopping; I plan on living for quite a long time.

So, Welcome to: Wynn's Own Large Language Model of Wordly Art

Take a look around, [tags abound](https://www.wonderfell.org/tags/).

Brave souls who love to read... [chronologically is a thing](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/).

So is a thank you very much for reading, for making magic with me. 

Literally.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Let's Discuss Algorithms
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/lets-discuss-algorithms/
Last updated: 2026-07-20T16:13:53.000Z
*Wednesday, June 03, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peaceful, steady dawn, the volume on today is set to easy listening.

Something I've been doing with Wonder Fell I haven't mentioned yet because not bringing it up is part of the point:

Let's discuss algorithms:

There's a point to be made, a cautionary tale to be told.

So many good intentioned creatives now spend time studying SEO patterns and the like when they could be making Art to share.

This is not all right with me.

Wonder Fell is, right now, showcasing the hazards of relying on algorithms.

[Please take a moment, read this poem, and return to this post.](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/)

The 51st State has been published and available on X, Instagram, Facebook, Threads, Substack, and Medium for years.

With zero response.

Poetry and Art transcend what algorithms are for.

Wonder Fell is full of patriotic and poetic words of hope and healing for my Country in turmoil. Been here for years and advertised on most major social media platforms.

At present, I have more than three times as many readers in China than I do in The United States.

How is America kept from my words of hope while China enjoys them?

Our algorithms.

The good people of The Far East are just enjoying my humble wit, humor, and poetic ways.

The good people of America are drowning in a sea of bad selected for you by an algorithm news.

With all humility in mind, I've got a degree in Literature, over a quarter of a century worth of daily writing practice, and over four decades born and raised in The United States; I know a lot of Americans want to read my work.

Someone should tell the algorithms.

When we automate language evaluation to what computers can do, we're confined by machines. The human heart is left out of the assessment of value.

America if you're wondering where our National sense of compassion went: Now you know. Our algorithms can't interpret our metaphorical hearts.

Emotive understanding cannot fit in the walls of coded binary light. But it can be shared through words.

We do care about each other America; our algorithms don't. They can only rehash the past.

So if yesterday so many citizens viewed a tragedy online... well the software detects: "People want to see tragedy." And so the state of affairs on Our Country's screens.

I don't blame our software coders; they're not poets. They're out of their element now with AI. Language creation and what words actually do, and are for, is my work.

Feel free to look me up for a consult if you can find me through the algorithmic fog.

The solution comes down to personal responsibility as humanity adjusts to living with the reality of AI.

> "Good morning Grok, show me some good news."   
> \-Reader Who Understands Personal Responsibility

> "Hey Google, tell me an inspiring story that happened yesterday."   
> \-Reader Helping to Save Modern Civilization

There are plenty of good people doing good things everyday. Show them to yourself.

Our well-being and survival as a race depends on your choice to do so.

You found me. Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎐**wind\_chime*

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Archaic Slab
### What For?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-for/
Last updated: 2026-06-02T13:08:30.000Z
*Tuesday, June 2, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Thanks for joining me in this experiment of language with the sunrise.

Every morning for the past couple years I wake and write with as much clarity, honesty, and concern... what's on my mind.

Because there's more to language than facts and figures. There's identity and the potential for beauty in every sentence shared.

With so many quick text hellos, so many business get-it-done messages, and AI prompts returned lighting up every screen, I thought a reminder of what language is really for might be of assistance.

To share the experience of being alive is what words are for.

Artificial Intelligence is using a video game to help you cheat on a test.

But Life is not an exam; it's an opportunity to make and know and experience and share beautiful relationships.

Words are more than tabulations; they express experience. We have no better tool for relaying what Life is about than the symbols, sounds, and shapes of language.

Today's sunrise electric blue sky. A slow steady breeze through the green leaves of a successful Spring.

Just as important for Life's success as the healthy shine of the firmament on new foliage is our experience of it. Why else be able to know anything at all if it's not mandatory for Life to endure?

Birds sing in the morning for the same reason dreams want to come true.

Hearts beat for more than Scientific reasons; what's music for?

Your heart is the metronome of your life. Your body is a symphony for your arrangement.

This morning's sky is the definition of blue. How does it matter that I noticed? What compels me to share the seeing with you?

My whole Life was a [struggle](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/) to share my witness in words with you.

What for?

Why sing a song, paint a picture, pen a poem when real estate is so easy to flip and stocks so simple to trade?

Because I humbly know if so many people could see this morning like I do, so much suffering would end.

And so I write.

Thank you for reading. I do hope these words help you live a better day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Our Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-words/
Last updated: 2026-06-01T14:03:49.000Z
*Monday, June 01, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Clouds like filters on photo apps enhance and change the pictures of reality.

Sun rises on an overcast sky, a maybe rain, perhaps blue sky weather forecast.

A cool easy breeze, the fully green leafed oak branches wave a gentle good morning.

Wonder Fell rolls on. Thanks for the company of your consideration.

The first day of June, Spring relaxes into Summer.

Today wants something new, that package with the two to six week delivery estimate.

Will it arrive today?

That's the feel in today's sunrise.

...

Do you remember when we used to talk to each other?

If you were born before the turn of the millennia you do.

Texting took the place of talking; there are consequences.

Our understanding of the powers of the written word are still juvenile.

Speech is ephemeral; text lasts.

Whatever we type we communicate every time it's read.

If you had a bad day two years ago and posted online about it, you're having a bad day now for the reader who just discovered the post.

Our words define us. All text is dead until it's read. Then, it returns to life. We're responsible for everything we write every time someone reads it.

Speech is a one time thing unless it's recorded. Then the rules of text apply to it as well.

Everything we see and hear online is a series of coded language: words translate every image and sound we share online. Every message you text a friend is filtered and translated first, as a rule, just so it can reach them.

I wonder about the purity of communication.

How does that extra step affect the message sent and received.

Ideally the experience of text messaging ought to be like passing notes in a classroom.

It's the social media bit that bothers the world at present. People treat the written word on social media apps like it's only a tool to decorate billboards. So many on social media sites these days consider language as only a means to advertise themselves.

Flashing Vegas-like neon billboards rule the social media sphere at present.

But the written word does more than sell, it also shows wonder, sings beauty.

I prefer the latter two.

If you've read this far, so do you.

The excitement of the newness of Internet communication caused a spectacle of daily firework shows.

Quick, oohs and ahs, shock treatments for a dulled by the sameness of Scientific thought world.

But the greatest firework ever lit is a star called The Sun. The show happens once a day, is the reason for day at all, for Life at all, for you at all. That show called: The Sunrise.

I celebrate it every morning here. A thank you note to whoever started that celestial firework show, whoever lit the Big that went Bang.

Thank you, as always, for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏷️**label*

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Archaic Slab
### Happy Blue Moon Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/happy-blue-moon-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T13:14:52.000Z
*Sunday, May 31, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

When something rare but worthy of note occurs we say: "It only happens once in a blue moon."

Today is a day for rare worthwhile things. Happy Blue Moon Day.

A good day for a miracle. Hope one finds you. Hope you're brave enough and your thoughts are unscattered enough to recognize it.

Pull yourself together. Dust yourself off. You're awesome. You're alive. 

What's up with that?

Something made a rather Big Bang a longtime ago and now everyone wants to fall in love.

Huh?

See, you're a miracle.

Talk on The Moon and miracles as The Sun rises...

A cool blue sky Spring day. Sparrows and grackles forage through leaves and twigs, a trip to the hardware store to gather supplies to build their nests.

What are you building, artists? The world could use your dreams right now.

...

Getting the words right... my Life's work.

The World is a living changing thing; Life breathes alive. And so, the right words change and grow to reflect the experience.

We grow with the globe, spin the tales of our lives from the pictures and sensations our star allows.

In the same fashion, The World orbits The Sun and builds her nights on the light each day provides.

We lost wonder; I found it. I thought you'd like to know.

Now you know.

Take care, enjoy your blue moon miracle and thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗺️**world\_map*

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### Wonder Fell Isn't Difficult to Find
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/wonder-fell-isnt-difficult-to-find/
Last updated: 2026-08-25T19:27:23.000Z
*Saturday, May 30, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Every morning: You, me, a cup of tea, and the sunrise.

New thoughts from this Living Large Language Model Poet, Wynn.

What's on Wonder Fell AI bots can never offer: Something new... a new way to see.

Perhaps, if you consider yourself the creative type (and you really should it's a great way to live) you might find some comfort or inspiration here.

Wonder Fell isn't difficult to find. All you need is to be able to look past spectacle and have a strong belief in the power of words.

Glad you can, glad you do, glad you decided to join me here. Let's keep the wonder going...

...

Sun shows a single cloud for a sky. Wind gusts pollen and seeds from tree limbs. Autumn's stubborn leaves that survived the winter finally shake and fall.

A shorter entry today. There's the distribution of [New-New Hampshire](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GXGNHX9J/ref=sr%5F1%5F1?crid=2UTALQ91JJQP4&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.2fPoCJaR17NgZkNogIdu9fJ58Ezy2mnBOtR24BXiYlGCmMz3JdEX2rMW4nGM3bXEPYa7LQeacGPUtcr4RR3Bq7mO7Ffxl8AuSPgeC8I5OC8J8SKs-0w5DquhvWGPj5QlFSpEeGpm0x2codC3ttjKI0iUfUWwKV0oiBmJIqD0scmMHng3dPZzsthUOdiwhcVn7it8ynWcgmk%5FYVHME3rD3hphdnIIQBUJjVXKN6CIS3k.XJLLRMyOjtlDbz2ltrtbZW8NcxD-kwNBQNY8Ab5dtZA&dib%5Ftag=se&keywords=New-New%2BHampshire%2BWynn&qid=1780836671&s=books&sprefix=new-new%2Bhampshire%2Bwynn%252Cstripbooks%252C133&sr=1-1&ref=wonderfell.org) to work on.

Wonder Fell, this journal, will always be free; but a poet has to eat.

It will be interesting to see people's response to the anthology during these disjointed times.

The reaction will be another thing to write with the sunrise.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ✌️v

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Archaic Slab
### Dog. Hat. Raincoat.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dog-hat-raincoat/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T23:20:45.000Z
*Friday, May 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Words and what they're for. My Life's purpose and what Wonder Fell is all about.

I sit everyday with the sunrise and share my morning thoughts with the world to remind us all what words are for and are.

Sentences are more than cold dead facts for characters in a video game called AI. Language is the living breathing story of creation. Life isn't dead yet; language grows and goes on.

Poets pride ourselves on a conciseness of language. More important than brevity to the success of our work is the form of each poem.

What to write to remind people the true power of words in AI's infancy?

A poet's own Large Language Model of words with every sunrise.

There's no flash here, no sensationalism; just words and what you bring to them as you read.

All reading is an act of resurrection.

Thanks for bringing these words to life again.

Your eyes are like suns pouring the light of the colors of Imagination into these words as you read.

Dog. Hat. Raincoat.

See? You saw them. Somehow, with some ancient magic, you saw them.

Wonder how you did.

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) continues. 

Interesting what happens when you take on a project as large as Colore. There is no physical way to sit down and write the whole thing. So... [you have to pace yourself and know what comes next.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/)

I took time to get better acquainted with The World of Colore itself. World building, as us fantasy nerds call it.

See the maps in any version of any of The Lord of the Rings series for further explanation.

So an introduction: Into the World of Colore, I'll work on today.

Thanks for reading.

Your Friendly Nation-hood Ghost,

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐣**hatching\_chick*

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Archaic Slab
### Kind Stubborn Persistent People
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/kind-stubborn-persistent-people/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T14:05:20.000Z
*Saturday, September 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

You could be on so many other screens. 

Thanks for choosing this one.

Says a lot about you that you did.

Shows you're the kind of person who puts substance over image, who knows people are better than so many other screens show us these days, that you still have dreams of living a good honest life spent living your dreams.

You're what's known as a good decent person. You're not as rare as other screens say. But you are to be thanked for your kindness, your understanding, your care.

Thank you. O/

We could gather all the kind people in the world in a singular moment and all of us all at once say: *Enough*.

If every good person shut off for a week, what passes for News would have to start showing more of what's best about us if the people pointing the cameras wanted to get paid.

There's plenty of good happening in the world right now.

Make it viral.

It's vital we do.

Good people, when you see something on any screen that gets you discouraged or upset, remember millions of dollars and hundreds of people took their time to feed that to you so you would feel discouraged and upset.

The same people who make Hollywood make what we let pass for News.

They want an emotional reaction to keep you watching to keep ratings.

Ratings and not truth of experience is their priority.

Good news is out there. It's happening right now.

Find it. Accentuate it. Share it.

We make the News; the News doesn't make us.

Wonder Fell is more topical the past few days.

I don't, and rarely ever will, go into specific current events.

Because the major issue in America, our biggest beast, is the Modern Media.

We're spoon-fed poison and we do the best we can with it.

But we've forgot there is another option.

Shut it off. Change the channel. Share something positive.

This doesn't mean ignoring tragedy. It means a change of focus.

We're taught if we want the attention of the world we have to make a spectacle of ourselves. And so those who make the largest shock of the day get the most clicks and therefore the largest paychecks.

This is not right.

It is imperative to our survival we start to value substance over shock, substance over image.

Shock doesn't move civilization forward, kind stubborn persistent people do.

If you've read this far, you're one of them.

Thank you for being brave enough to recognize life's intrinsic value, for wanting to build and not break, for being strong enough to be kind.

Share some act of kindness with the world today, however small it may appear, it is medicine for a misguided humanity.

Thank you, as always, for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### You Are Your Wonder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-are-your-wonder/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T23:22:18.000Z
*Thursday, May 28, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

*"He treated life like a game and not a gift, and so was always secretly miserable winning or losing."*

A line from some prose I'm working on that greeted me this morning.

Speaking of prose-ish things, [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) updates on Friday return again.

Once a week is a good metric, for now.

Back to the sunrise...

...

Cool idyllic New England Spring morning. Sparrows chirp, wrens whistle, robins peck and seek through fallen twigs and leaves to pad the nurseries in their nests.

A few kind clouds breeze by.

I sometimes wonder if I should just drop this journal and start the day with more traditional writing to share.

But then I go about the day with all the impersonal flashes of text on screens, screens, everywhere and I keep Wonder Fell rolling.

Words are here to share the human experience of Life. From Media madness to Scientific dull, from Religious sermons to Nature documentaries, from giggling gossip to prophetic Poetry; words define our experience so we can share our experience.

There's memoir to discuss individual moments of an individuals life. But there's another kind of personal writing: original thought.

O/

More than what's sensing Life, we're also what's considering Life.

*You are your wonder.*

Sunlight falls like rain to color The World.   
Within every drop of light there's something worth wondering about.

The Sun rose.   
Wonder fell.   
What's it to you?

Put some words to your wonder. Call it your life. Enjoy the sunshine. And, as always, from my considering Ghost to yours, thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤹**juggling*

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Archaic Slab
### Is Beauty Enough?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/is-beauty-enough/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T13:25:31.000Z
*Wednesday, May 27, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Is Beauty enough? Poet, is Beauty enough?

Yes, let's talk.

A beautiful thing is a joy forever because to be in the presence of what's [Beautiful ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/)is to be witness to successful living.

Life well-lived is a Beautiful thing. True Worldly success, and not meeting modern trends, will always be the measure of Beauty.

We're meant to share. Those of us who best communicate ourselves with the world live the most beautiful lives.

This rule applies to all Life.

Our relationships to all the things in our day determine the day's success.

How well we express ourselves determines our level of Beauty. People, plants, the Sun, the Moon... the clearer the presentation of the dream of the thing the more beautiful the experience.

Deceit disgusts. Beauty recognizes a job well-done.

The rose that best expresses the potential dream of its seed makes a beautiful flower.

A poet's thoughts on Beauty during AI's infancy. It's our only hope.

...

I wonder how monk scribes felt about The Printing Press?

Artificial Intelligence is a tool. A hammer can't build a house without a human to wield it. A robot is just metal and magnets without you and I.

Large Language Models are a beautiful expression of human ingenuity. They attempt to make a video game out of language creation.

But language is a human attribute.

It comes from us first. AI always gives the same reply: What its programmers believed is the correct way to respond when they coded it.

Language lives and breathes with humanity. By the time it's coded it's already obsolete. Yesterday's, a minute ago's, a second's correct use of language is rarely as correct as it might be.

The experience of life changes and so our expressions evolve to match the changes.

A right expression at the right time is a beautiful thing.

Artificial Intelligence is dead language, so it's not language.

The hammer doesn't make the house. The carpenter does... or the design team that built the carpenter droids.

A poet's thoughts on Beauty for the future to help us see ourselves better now.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤖**robot\_face*

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Archaic Slab
### Thankful for the Awful News
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/thankful-for-the-awful-news/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T14:09:27.000Z
*Wednesday, August 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Still an hour or so till sunrise.

Hope your dreams go well.

Hope all is well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), something in the air.

They come more often lately.

It's a good thing; the World could use some healing.

And we are healing.

It's what all this awkwardness is about.

To heal anything you first need a diagnosis.

Consider The News our symptoms, consider how we treat each other a symptom, consider how we treat ourselves a symptom.

We're so much better than we show ourselves we are.

We could be thankful for the awful News.

Like showing up to the doctor's office with all your symptoms flared up, The Media is doing us good.

The issue, then, isn't the Bad News of the Day; it's what we're doing about it.

Things don't have to be this way. 

Life doesn't have to look the way our screens portray it to.

We have choice.

So what are we choosing to cause a day's news cycle to look the way they do?

Because it is your fault. 

You are alive, so it is your fault.

It's how we treat each other; it's what we tell ourselves we value.

We're out of sync.

Ever wonder why a movie makes you laugh, makes you cry, at the same time it does another person regardless of their race, creed, or prefix, or pronoun of choice?

Why we cheer The Hero on regardless of the color of their skin is the cure for racism, is the medicine for the whole world.

Morality exists.

There is a certain right way to live and we all know it, all can sense it.

It has to do with spirit, with soul.

Our successes with Science have made it difficult to discuss because numbers don't stick to it.

But yet, you still cheer the hero on, still know when they win.

If Darth defeated Luke, my good nerdy friends, The Star Wars Saga would be a flop because it would attempt to prove a lie.

A story, just like life, has to display the true way of things to be a success.

Consider the stories of the day, the bad news, as unfinished business.

We're in Act 3 America.

We collectively know what's right: Kindness, community, compassion.

Yet we pay: Greed, selfishness, and ire.

A spectacle of kindness, community, goodwill and compassion is brewing.

It has to if we're to survive all this immoral hate.

I add my morning journal to feed what's best about us, what's right about us.

I hope Wonder Fell is a catalyst for you to have a better day.

I hope you realize the hero always wins because the World works in a certain way.

I hope you actively join the winning team.

Take care, consider the moral nature of stories, apply them to your understanding of life, apply them to the stories of the day, see where the heroes are, help them win, be one yourself, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Let's Talk Shop
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/lets-talk-shop/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T13:16:43.000Z
*Tuesday, May 26, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Let's talk shop.

How are we with the acronym? ^

If you're new here, it means The Wonder Fell Way. It's a help I created years ago.

During darker days when the noise of the world would attempt to disrupt my work, I developed that catch phrase to write to keep me going.

Writing is a physical exercise; it's something we do.

As basic physics reminds: All objects and artists tend to stay in motion unless interrupted. 'Good morning' gets me moving again.

The idea is to write. Perhaps, Writers, you'll come up with your own nonsense phrase to help get you back on track.

Visual artists doodle, I write 'Good morning.'

The circle-slash is my one-artist-gang insignia. O/ The pic for my avatar: +he Ghos+. [A point made.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/)

Somebody is waving to you. Who? How do you know me? There's no pics or videos.

My circle-slash is a poet's answer to AI. 

Because: O/ 

Hi.

Your dream of me is in that wave.

Whatever experience you have viewing that sign is for you... me.

I hope your dream of me is a positive one.

But it's not just that symbol. The feeling that wave creates in your mind as you read it happens with every word you read.

Reading is like listening to music in the theatre of your Imagination.

Every sentence is a musical phrase.

There is a lyrical quality to my lines because my dreams are best shared that way. I've worked at it a long time the way a concert pianist does.

There's something unique about each of us, a quality worth sharing.

Each one of us holds within a hope for The World, some purpose to help further Life.

It's why stories work, to show us the way.

A Hero has a dream for a better life. Something happens in the world that only they can help. Helping the world makes their dream for a better life come true.

Viewed this way all the issues in your life aren't problems, they're Life giving you the opportunity to make your dreams real.

There's a process to it that every story shows.

When we view the issues in our life as hero opportunities, we're living right. It's why I still have a positive outlook on life after having [beat death twice](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/).

This dream to share words with you is my Hero's Hope.

Thanks for reading, for making a dream come true.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔜**soon*

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### The Acts of Art
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-acts-of-art/
Last updated: 2026-05-25T12:49:21.000Z
*Monday, May 25, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Drab sunrise, barely a sky in the cloud. Songbirds are quiet. Did Mother Nature forget to set her alarm clock?

Something about sunshine makes a robin sing. More than a healthy dose of vitamin D gets those birds crooning.

Something worth wondering about.

...

Hey artists, writers, creative people who work with lines, I've been thinking about us.

We sit and waggle pens or tip-tap keys for hours while so much of the world is dirty dancing to get it done.

Artists and writers, I thought I'd let you know: Our lines are actions.

This is work. In fact The Acts of Art are the only way to make a lasting change in The World.

The stories we share about the pictures and stories we share makes humanity's living experience.

Line wagglers and doodlers, we're shaping The World. Take care, have my thanks, and [keep it going](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

Our words and images are actions; The Internet is full of sloppy deeds. 

AI is eating somebody else's leftovers for dinner. There's no joy of cooking or of experiencing anything new in the exercise.

When we eat yesterday the best we can hope for is yesterday.

Artists make new materials to help all of us experience life with.

I sit in as much solitude as can be made in today's flash and go landscape and write words for change and growth for all of us because I truly believe they help.

So many are starving for what's found on Wonder Fell because they didn't know it was on the menu.

...

When we treat our young artists as well as our young athletes my Country will have a lasting livable peace.

It comes down to where we place our value.

There's a lot more to say on this.

Back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for it.

Thanks for reading Artists. Keep it going. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦉**owl*

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Archaic Slab
### Nobody Writes Like Me
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/nobody-writes-like-me/
Last updated: 2026-07-18T14:24:07.000Z
*Sunday, May 24, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Welcome to the show.

Subtle dawn. Cloud cover keeps every birdsong to a gentle murmur. Sometimes the sky plays a ballad to announce the day, tucks the trumpets away to croon the morning.

I haven't brought up +he Ghos+ bit in quite awhile...

+he Ghos+, my avatar, my purpose, my life's work to share it with you.

> "What is it?"   
> \-New Reader to Wonder Fell

> "O/"   
> \-Author Giving You the Honest Answer

Who's waving to you? A writer made entirely of words?

As humbly beautiful as these lines are they're still only scientific scribbles on a screen.

Where'd I come from, your joyful deep-thought poet friend?

I'm obviously not AI. No one's ever wrote like me before.

> "Who is this guy?"  
> \-Inquiring Readers Who Want to Know

Your friendly Nation-hood Poet reminding you the true power of the written word in this time of AI's infancy.

Thanks for joining me. O/

I can be traditional, can share pics of myself and details of my day-to-day life, but any Large Language Model in any Appstore could do the same.

Words do more than paint pictures and relay information; they communicate who we are.

That's why Wonder Fell is a journal. It's the best 'poetic form' to express the point: Words are all about identity.

To recap why this site exists:

Imagine your favorite concert Diva before she was discovered. She'd drive around blaring ballads to herself and friends. She loved to sing and knew she was exceptional at it. It's not vanity for her. It's honesty. It's a gift she wants to share.

Instead of her getting recognized for her gift she develops a chronic auto-immune illness which she fights almost full-time for over a decade of her adult life.

She still sings every chance she can, but the chances are limited by the illness.

Imagine having the flu everyday for over a decade. That was her life.

One day she hears the word she's been fighting to achieve: Remission.

What does she do? Her whole adult experience has been fighting through the Hell of illness.

Courageous, certainly.

But what does she have to show for it?

She still has her voice and her dream. It's still a gift worth sharing.

She's sacrificed friendships and social media accounts so she could survive.

Where to start? The Online World, The Whole World itself, will think she's a ghost...

I've known I write better than most since high school. I've always had the dream to share it. I've fought my whole life to get these words to you.

To one-up the Diva in our story:

A couple years post-remission, while developing my portfolio and audience, I was killed. An SUV crossed a double yellow at around 50MPH and drove into my driver's seat. I flatlined and woke up three days later in an ICU with a host of internal injuries and a left leg split in two waiting to be conscious enough so the doctors could put it back together.

I took about a year to learn to walk again and another couple to heal all the internal nerve damage. While I healed, I wrote.

Still going.

I decided to use my 'ghostliness' to help us all deal with the reality of AI.

Just like if we ask AI to generate a picture in the style of Cubism, it can't unless painters like Picasso did first. Artificial Intelligence can't do a single thing unless a person did first.

Nobody writes like me; I thought it might help us all if you knew.

Thanks for reading. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost*

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Archaic Slab
### You Call The Poets
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-call-the-poets/
Last updated: 2026-05-23T14:23:07.000Z
*Saturday, May 23, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A pink band of ribbon stripes the northern horizon of evergreen tops.

Songbirds start the choir. Dawn, lights on, game on, another show called: Today.

Everyday we cover the same song again, this symphonic score called: Today.

The same plotlines: Love, Ambition, Hope, and Survival cycle with our sphere. Each day new actors are cast for the same roles.

What song are you covering today?

The idea is to make it new, make it uniquely our own.

On with the show...

...

Hope all's well dear reader. Thanks for joining me in this exercise for the morning.

Just a poet sitting and writing what comes to mind with the sunrise everyday surrounded by a world engulfed in a textual fire called The Internet.

If the house is burning down, you call the Fire Department. When words are an inferno on every screen, you call The Poets.

Remembering words make more than billboards; they also compose sonatas, is the cure for all the ills of this modern age.

There's more to language creation than, "Hey, look at me."

But we were discussing the sunrise when The Internet Age and AI sent a notification to light up our phone screen...

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts start again this Friday. Weekly verses are the best way to deliver it to you.

I'm the humblest poet ever (of all time O/), but the task of writing Colore is monumental. I send it out in installments because it's a great way to experience it. Also, because if I were to sit and finish the whole series before releasing it, I'd have to remain a ghost longer.

Alone time has its perks, but there's more living to enjoy.

This Friday we enter another World, a land called Colore. It's time to start believing in Faerie Tales again.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧞**genie*

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Archaic Slab
### Screeching American Robins at Sunrise
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/screeching-american-robins-at-sunrise/
Last updated: 2026-05-22T13:00:35.000Z
*Friday, May 22, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Songbirds and stories this morning.

A robin, a blue jay or two, some sparrows, a dove quietly coos. But that robin... volume set to how-high-does-this-volume-go loud... if you didn't take a moment to listen past it you'd believe it was the only bird in town.

And so, the state of the modern media.

Screeching American Robins at sunrise.

There's a lot more worth listening to and seeing in the trees and the Country, than that prima donna robin.

Art always sets the stage, writes the plays and ways of humanity.

For the past couple of decades our Arts and Entertainment industries have been focused on spectacle. And so its found its way into our politics and media.

Because its the best way to get people's attention right now.

The same ways of Hollywood run and rule Corporate Media. It's time artists took some responsibility for the state of our union.

We set the tone for our Nation. For too long the state of American Art has been a one note symphony called: Spectacle.

But there's more to a morning than a prima donna robin's song.

There's friendship, community, and the ways and hopes of every hero.

There's love, there's justice, there's hope, there's progress. 

America, there's more to Life than fireworks and faster.

It's time our Artists started showing and singing it for the sake of us all.

And so I write.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔛**on*

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Archaic Slab
### So AI is Cool
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/so-ai-is-cool/
Last updated: 2026-05-21T14:03:36.000Z
*Thursday, May 21, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Syntax at sunrise, words from a [ghost](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/). 

+he Ghos+, to be precise.

Thanks for joining me.

It is a cool avatar, as far as avatars go. Too cool for a capital, or a lowercase 't'.

As the sun comes up on a night whose temperatures are about 30 degrees colder than the days, let's talk about cool.

Are you trending trendy? The soup of the day? Top of the charts?

Something new creates interest. Having a cool moment is like being a flame to the moths of humanity.

More than just a diversion, what is it that makes something cool?

It's novelty; it's the press of Life to grow.

Growth requires change and change always looks new. It's why Artists are so often considered cool. We make things new as a rule for our work.

Making something new resurrects value in something known. Take my handwriting for example.

A few decades ago writing anything at all with a pen was just business as usual. Now, it's a very cool thing to do thank you very much.

Our desire to live our best life attracts us to what's familiar in a new way.

> "I didn't realize poetry did that."   
> \-New Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

> "Cool, huh?"   
> \-Longtime Fan of Wonder Fell

Making language is a human thing to do because words are alive.

As our understanding of language grows, so do we. The only power that ever changes anything is in a person's ability to use words.

Our capacity to make language is our greatest asset. There's only adaptation and what's called 'natural growth' without it. Humanity evolves through language.

So AI is cool, but it's not the written word's endpoint... or it becomes our endpoint.

A Large Language Model is a lesson from history wrapped up in a video game.

Artists, authors, and musicians know what it lacks: The potential for Beauty.

If we take Wonder Fell's definition of [Beauty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/), that what makes something beautiful is the clear representation of an original dream, artificial language can never be beautiful: Because it can never be original.

Helpful to plan and create with a dreamer, but never makes anything new.

...

Over to business and the business of The Epic.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦔**hedgehog*

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Archaic Slab
### Exquisite Tastes
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/exquisite-tastes/
Last updated: 2026-05-20T13:11:21.000Z
*Wednesday, May 20, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Summer decided to visit Spring for a couple days yesterday. This morning is muggy, humid potential, an incubator for what's green.

Just a poet's morning journal to juxtapose the algorithmic AI Babylonian Cloud Beast so much of the Internet shows lately. A reminder our words, and so our lives, can be something more than Artificially Intelligent. Our lives can be Beautiful.

Thought we could all use a reminder: We are what we eat. Words and images are part of our diet. There's fine dining on Wonder Fell. You have exquisite tastes. Thanks for reading.

The site's changed its aesthetic over the years. The convention of blogposts to start off with a relevant pic of some sort I've replaced with the first page image of each handwritten journal entry.

Words are enough.

...

Did you ever wonder about poets and artists, what our lives are like and for?

There's something else here in every room with you. Some force that makes us want to create and share.

It's more than just the will to survive.

Did you ever look at a sunrise and think 'Wow, that's beautiful'?

Most of us have.

What's up with that?

Darwin and Einstein can't help make sense of that reality. We need artists and poets to answer that call.

O/

A certain sentiment like a certain sunrise swells in an artist. Perhaps it's an idea for a story, a memory of light for a painter, a melody like a robin's song for a musician. This dream fills the artist with hours of joy and reflection.

We all have daydreams like that.

The difference between an artist and a non-artist is in the generous desire to share the joyful dream.

...

Another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts soon.

The World Building phase is through.

I like weekly posts for the frequency. A throwback to the days before binge-able television shows. Once a week episodes for The Epic. Something to look forward to.

Fridays work.

[New-New Hampshire](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/) is just about set to land on The Kindle Store. Depending on how stream-lined that process is and how quick finishing up Wonder Fell's clean-up goes decides whether Colore posts this Friday or next.

Business thoughts...

Writer, editor, publisher... just a guy who loves sharing his joyful dreams in hopes they're as much help to you as they've been to me. 

Thanks for reading. Have a joyous dream, share it, call yourself an artist and have a wonderful day already.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🫎**moose*

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Archaic Slab
### AI's Not Going to Feed Itself
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ais-not-going-to-feed-itself/
Last updated: 2026-05-19T13:14:02.000Z
*Tuesday, May 19, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A concert hall diva robin center stages the dawn while a steady stream of interstate traffic wooshes to work.

Cool Spring morning air makes way for Summer like temperatures.

Thoughts of the usual themes of this journal and their worth. Months ago I wrote: A poet's morning journal reflections in the time of AI and algorithm's infancy is like playing Mozart in a moshpit. How to get the thrashing verbose world to hear it?

I believe despite all the gadget obsessed hype, all the entertain me now news flashes, and trips to The Moon; there's still a need for what's Beautiful in Life.

Why get in the space shuttle at all if not for the view?

There's still Earth-rise worthy views standing on our planet when you know how to look and how to use your words to interpret the sight.

There's wonder in every ray of every sunrise. We measure it with music, with art, with lyrical language.

No amount of worldly success is worth a penny to the person who cannot sit in fascination of the dawn.

What is this place? Where did you land? What in the world is this World? Why do you see it your particular way?

Did you know the way you see the color blue isn't how anyone else does?

Even the stodgiest Scientist agrees no two views of the sky are ever exactly the same.

Every hue of color is a song, we hear them with our eyes in our own unique way.

How'd we forget?

Human witness and record is responsible for everything we see and share. Each witness is unique. Because our reception of Life is solely our own we are always valuable.

The World needs your witness, your art.

AI's not going to feed itself, after all.

So Wonder Fell marches on a poet's song for the morning.

The only algorithm here is a poet's witness and report.

Glad you found me. Words like a sunrise are wasted without witness.

Thank you for your recognition.

May your Art help feed a starving, lonely, technologically algorithmic world.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎐**wind\_chime*

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Archaic Slab
### Wynn's Own Large Language Model of Wordly Art
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/wynns-own-large-language-model-of-wordly-art/
Last updated: 2026-05-18T14:56:42.000Z
*Monday, May 18, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

How's the day?

Readers of Wonder Fell, makers of beautiful lives and Art, how's your sunshine?

Another introduction, incase you're new here: A [poet](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/), a father, a [survivor](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/), a literal [ghost](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) ghosting you to make a point regarding the real power of language in this era of AI's infancy.

Language is a mirror of Life, and so it grows. If words were bought at a grocery store, they'd be in the organic food section. 

For the pun and the way they're made.

Language is like the colors of a bird's plumage. The more beautiful, clear, and recognizable the expression the better the reception.

Sure, beautiful words and wings help every person and peacock get a date, but they also increase the quality of all correspondence.

...

Artificial Intelligence is a morphing regurgitating cloud of human expressions.

It's a select record of a point in humanity's timeline. It can only tell us what *was* correct, not what *is* right. There's still plenty of Flat-Earth Science in The World waiting for words to make it round, still plenty of Mona Lisas waiting to smile.

Large Language Models starve without visionaries and artists.

So prepare for a New World Order everyone.

Really.

Visionaries and Artists send your thanks to Science. We're soon to be the most marketable commodity.

...

Some dreams of our future in today's sunrise. 

Anyone proficient in video games with the right application can make a hit pop song or film. But not everyone can play concert level piano or act Shakespeare on a stage.

Prepare for an insurgence of Live Art. Theatre, concerts, and Art galleries will boom in the coming decades.

Artists prepare for worldly respect.

As far as fiction goes, I see the world turning more towards how Wonder Fell is set up.

> "How foresight-ful of you, Wynn."   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

> "You know it."   
> \-Favorite (and only) Wonder Fell Author

There's me. O/ There's my words.

Here's me. O/ Here's my words.

Wonder Fell: Wynn's Own Large Language Model of Wordly Art.

Syntax at Sunrise, For You.

...

Ultimately Art is all about what it means to be human. Words are one of our greatest ways (perhaps the best) to share our experience, and so grow our experience of Life.

There's touch, of course. But touch means so much more being able to mean so much more full of clear, concise, beautiful language in every point of contact.

An embrace from your lover after they read a love letter you wrote for them proves the point and power of the written word.

And the impotency of AI.

Keep creating artists, lovers of the dawn, languishers in moonlight. The World needs your reasons for an embrace.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💛**yellow\_heart*

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Archaic Slab
### The Metric is Beauty
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-metric-is-beauty/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T13:52:00.000Z
*Sunday, May 17, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Idyllic.

Calm, cool, the sunrise shows Spring.

Robins and finches announce the dawn. The new green of budding leaves sets the scene, glows golden hues under a cloudless soft blue sky.

If that loud robin were an alarm clock, you'd press its snooze button and watch the quaint light feed the new growing world in silence.

But songbirds and dreamers sing an idyllic Spring morning a different song.

Beauty filters through each Earth-bound one of us and reverberates its shining tune in unique wonderful ways, when we're brave enough to welcome it in.

Beauty is Life working right.

The flower that best fulfills the dream of its seed makes the most beautiful bloom.

A successful life is measured in beautiful moments. When we have a dream, and we work to see it made real, that seeing moment is a beautiful thing.

We know what trees and flowers, birds and bees, strive to do with their lives.

But what about people? What functions best define a successful human life?

For me, the metric is Beauty.

We hold a dream and work with the tools Life provides to make it real.

How are your dreams, dear reader?

Beautiful, I'm sure.

The World could use your Beautiful Dreams shared right now.

If posting this journal everyday helps even one person find a little more courage to see their dreams made reality, I'll consider it a win.

And, of course, a pun.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏠**house*

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Archaic Slab
### To Celebrate and Remind You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/to-celebrate-and-remind-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T13:44:53.000Z
*Saturday, May 16, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Somewhere, sometimes, at sunrise peace falls like gentle rain to feed the flourish of Spring.

This morning the loud song of the robin, the soft sunlight through easy-going intermittent clouds prepares the day for growing.

Dawn, you, and I have been talking for years now, sharing poetic first thing in the morning thoughts under AI reality skies.

A sentence is worth more than what video games can do. There's Life alive in these syllables every morning. There's wonder in these lines.

Thanks for joining me for it.

There's something amazing and worthy of note in what living, breathing, heart still beating relationships can do that no amount of technology can ever replace.

It's my work, The Poet's, to celebrate and remind you of it.

Joy, Beauty, Wonder, and Love, what Art and Music are for; it's The Poet's work to champion these causes.

We celebrate Large Language Model video games, medical breakthroughs, trips to The Moon; but we do celebrate.

Why joy travels to The Moon with every astronaut is my work's focus.

Joy, Beauty, Wonder, and Love; we measure these things with the music called Art.

There's no reason to charter a spaceship, engage with an AI bot, get out of bed at all, without them.

Sometimes we need a reminder.

O/

Creating a safe place for all to have the opportunity to experience these four tenants is what having a home, a Country, a World is for.

As a race we've been so busy enjoying our empirical ways for centuries; we forgot we're enjoying them, forgot to factor in the joy with every equation solved.

We use language to express more than facts and figures.

The written word is also a kind of music sung with the voice great within of the author and played on the instrument of the voice great within of the reader.

Music is always best heard live; a sentence is always best read wrote by a living author.

Some living music to wonder about every morning on Wonder Fell.

Thanks for picking up your instrument, playing it, making it sing again.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧐**face\_with\_monocle*

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Archaic Slab
### Refuge
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/refuge/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T17:03:45.000Z
*Friday, May 15, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Glad you're back.

> "Ditto."   
> \-Favorite Reader

On with our show...

...

Been cleaning up Wonder Fell the past couple of days, making it more thematic, making the tags more indicative of the feel of each entry.

There's a lot of words here: Wall of Text meet Wall of Sunrise. 

Welcome to Wonder Fell.

More than a poet's morning journal, a refuge for an Artist.

Those interested in how creative minds think and live will also find interest and, perhaps, help here.

*"I'll make a safe place online for Artists of all endeavors not to feel so alone,"* was not my initial pursuit. But when opportunity arrives it's always best to unlock and open the door.

If you'd rather be writing, making music, painting, or in any act of Art, but you find yourself in daydreams well...

Should those whims lead to your phone or laptop screen, instead of feeding on a social media doomscroll, go on a Wonder Fell patrol.

You're not alone, Artists. You're the hope of this New World.

Our conditions are rarely ever ideal; the drama of the world wants so much.

The theater of humanity always wants another act. People require stories to sustain them. Take a breath, a time-out.

Remember every song, painting, creative work is a story shared. Get in the eye of the storm and get making.

The World as we know it cannot last with our current supply of Art.

It's vain; it's flashy; it puts spectacle before peace of mind.

We've been treating words and art like flashes on computer screens and not our greatest means of self-expression and survival for decades now.

The current state of affairs is our reaping. The Internet World is a Tower of Babel where everyone communicates with large neon billboards.

Think of Wonder Fell as a hidden room at the top of the Tower with a great view and a library's mandatory code of silence.

The Internet is a wonderful tool, but our words are more than fireworks; they're obligatory. We're monkeys that count really well without Art.

Check our current news cycle for proof of the necessity of your Art.

Then grab your compassion and generosity and get making.

Thanks for taking the time to bring your dreams to my words to bring them new life.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Music for the Eyes
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/music-for-the-eyes/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:33:03.000Z
*Thursday, May 14, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Light clouds, light rain, light for breakfast, a sunrise in Spring.

Hope all's well dear readers.

On with our show...

...

A clock ticks, a dog dreams, a clock tocks, a robin sings, rooftop chimneys are a rustic red from the rain.

The color palette changes with the cloud cover and the time of day.

Have you noticed?

The whole world is a symphony of color.

The harmonic hues of Nature show Life is more than scientific. Mother Earth is an artist, too.

Just as in music certain notes produce certain effects, so too colors coincide to make chords.

It's disgustingly difficult to discuss color still in my Country without politics rearing its ugly ignorant voice.

So instead of an essay, I work on an Epic to remind us the beauty in Nature's visual song.

A dozen African Violets grow in the same pot by the window where I write these morning entries. And though each flower is violet, not a single one is the exact same shade.

Like you and I.

If every songbird, house dog, cat, or human, were all the same color; there'd be nothing worth sharing, no variety, no stories, no interactions other than duty, no way to grow.

Nothing new, so no way to grow.

Same leads to the same; variety means the hope for something better.

If every songbird and human looked the same and sang the same song, I'd stay in bed. The Sun would have no reason to rise other than more of the same.

Variety in color is as much a necessity to The Earth as variety in music.

Color is music for the eyes.

Back to [The Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Themes to Our Dreams
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/themes-to-our-dreams/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T22:14:27.000Z
*Wednesday, May 13, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

An overcast grey horizon gives way to a thin white bedsheet sky. A full-bodied blue jay lands to rest on a porch rail while a busy swallow gathers supplies to make some additions to the nursery in their nest.

It's an exercise in identity, a remembrance of what words are actually for as AI gets comfortable in our lives.

Just a poet sitting at sunrise writing his whims to the world.

Poetry differs from prose in that a poet focuses also on the shape and sound of the work to best convey their message.

To show the scientifically minded the point, the best 'poetic form' to showcase what the written word is actually for is a personal journal in a controlled environment.

Every morning at sunrise a calm, cool, and collected [established poet ](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)sits and writes, using the same materials, whatever happens to come to mind.

After nearly two years every single morning, it's time for some conclusions.

Where to look?

I went to the tags.

Certain themes arrive on certain mornings.

I've spent the past few days reviewing and cleaning them up. The focus is theme.

The tag [Beauty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/), for instance. Anytime I mentioned the word 'beauty' I'd label the entry as such.

After this cleaning process is done only entries that specifically deal with the topic 'Beauty' will keep the tag.

The question that rises is: Why these themes? Nature? Nurture? Or something else?

What is it about this Living Large Language Model Poet that wants to write on these themes every morning? 

What prompts does the sunrise feed me to cause each similar response?

Though most of us don't sit and write our off-hand thoughts at the same time everyday, I know the same experience is true for you.

We all have themes to our dreams looking for a voice. What's up with that? Nature? Nurture? Or something else?

I'll focus my hypothesis some more and set it in the journal with some conclusions.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Thought We Could All Use a Reminder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/thought-we-could-all-use-a-reminder/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T16:58:17.000Z
*Tuesday, May 12, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Soon to be green oaks grow gold buds in dawn's glow. Red cardinals, blue jays, an orange chested robin, and a goldfinch sound the song of Spring.

Soon the emerald [evergreens](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-firs/) won't be so alone in their staple choice of color.

*"Why do you write, Wynn?"* 
*\-Interested Reader*

Because I love to make sentences and we should do what we love.

Claude, Grok, Gemini have got nothing on me because I've got love for this craft.

I hope you sense my care for each line as you read. It's crucial for humanity's success that you can and do.

A living, breathing, soul shares these words with you.

I call the quality that separates words made by people versus machines our ghost. I leave out personal information and selfie pics and take the avatar +he Ghos+ to make a dire distinction.

Whatever makes us alive, whatever feeling and sensing are all about, whatever makes Beauty and Love and Joy possible to experience is a part of this author. O/

Thought we could all use a reminder.

There's this great dream of Life. Emerson called it The Oversoul. Other poets and philosophers other things.

My understanding and experience show it's as tangible as the wind.

Consider Life one Great Story made of smaller stories constantly being told.

Showing this truth is the basis of [Colore, The Epic ](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)I work on.

More will show here soon.

Stay tuned.

Take care and have that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### "Who is this guy?"
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/who-is-this-guy/
Last updated: 2026-06-06T20:48:20.000Z
*Monday, May 11, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/ 

Another sunrise, another journal entry from you favorite undead poet.

How are we doing with all this [Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) business anyway? You've read me for awhile. How's our relationship?

Your off in deep daydreams good friend always available for words of encouragement. O/

To recap: Words are for more than just information; they're ambassadors of expression.

During this time of Artificial Intelligence's infancy, I thought a reminder of the true power of words was in order.

> "Who is this guy?"   
> \-Interested Wonder Fell Reader

> "You have to read his journal to find out."   
> \-Longtime Favorite Ghos+ Reader

With most of my adult life spent f[ighting illness into remission and/or recovering from literal death and learning to walk again](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/); there's not been much time or energy left over to focus on worldly success.

Instead of complaining how unfair life can be, I decided to leverage it to help us all come to a better understanding of AI's place in the human story, to remind us the true power of words.

With four decades of life, a lifelong love of writing, and even a degree in Literature, I know putting a poem like [The 51st State](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/), or [For You](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/), or even [Simple](https://www.wonderfell.org/simple/) in front of the right audience gets a major response.

Self-awareness and not vanity is why I bring it up now.

Because +he Ghos+ Point is all about awareness of The Self.

We all love stories where a hero, or a small group of heroes, takes on an Empire for the sake of individual freedom.

Large Language Models are cautiously close to 'Empire' status.

AI can't think for you; it's a video game for helping organize thoughts that have already been had. 

AI is software for dead thoughts.

There's nothing alive in them. Correct usage and not right living is their domain. Queue Darth and Luke lightsaber sound effects.

What's happening in The World of Media at present is an 'Empire of The Elite' are mass producing information to decide what's on your screen.

Not conspiracy theory, basic economic fact.

Life is an exercise in feeling. The better we feel the better the quality of our lives.

Words help us share and shape feelings.

The World, too, is a living thing. Every tree with a clear path to sunshine and regular helpings of rain gives the globe an ounce of joy.

The quality of our relationships define the quality of our lives.

I sit every morning in the same chair with the same pen and tablet and scribble lines.

Why are they so different each day? Where is the new relationship coming from?

The first rule to writing and life is to always be honest. We can't build on a foundation of lies.

But what is honest?

Using our best words to shape our best understanding of the feeling of life at a particular moment.

...

There's so much to say on this topic.

It's part of the message in [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Over to prose.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### The Diary of +he Ghos+
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-diary-of-he-ghos/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T19:08:30.000Z
*Wednesday, March 04, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Nice to meet you. O/

And it is a meeting of sorts. Isn't it?

Every word wrote is a kind of message in a bottle sent from a desert island called your imagination.

Glad you found my message floating in the sea of binary blips called The Internet.

There's magic in these words; there's wonder. Put them to good use.

Share them with all the stuck-in-a-rut good people in your life.

That is how I'd like you to view Wonder Fell:

Out sailing alone on The Internet Sea, you discovered an uninhabited island. There's only lush tropical vegetation and a table by the shore with a book on it.

Take the book back to your boat. Dust the beach sand off the cover.

What's it called? 

*Wonder Fell: The Diary of +he Ghos+.*

([He's a poet, too. O/](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/))

Every morning +he Ghos+ gets corporeal real enough to pick-up a pen and write his thoughts for that sunrise.

He's done it hundreds of times. The effort is in your hands.

You read some for hours. You fill with wonder. Your life means more to you now than it did before you found the words.

Being a good person you go back to return the book to the table, only to find another exact copy of the journal, beach sand dusty cover and all, has taken its place.

You believe in magic now. You hold your copy close. Glad to have it for yourself, you return to your boat and sail home with words of magic and wonder for company.

Thanks for reading, there's a whole lot more, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Dear Diary Became Hello World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dear-diary-became-hello-world/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T12:50:02.000Z
*Sunday, May 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

At some point the journal became conversational: "Dear Diary" became "Hello, World."

With so much text thrown at us everyday, for money, for power, for a feeling of self-importance; I thought it might do us all some good to read some writing from a guy who does it solely because he loves to.

What's to gain for me writing Wonder Fell? Time spent doing something I love.

The best way to spend time.

Been going through older posts, cleaning them up some, getting ready for more company (readers).

I was tagging posts whenever a concept was mentioned. Now (as soon as I finish cleaning) tags are only used when the majority of the post discusses the theme.

Some entries are just listy small talk thoughts first thing in the morning. Any interested (and brave) souls will find those by searching the chronological tags.

...

Yesterday's steady gentle rain left a rich warm color palette on the Earth.

Hues made for growing arrived with today's sunrise.

A good day to begin something new.

Cleaning up tags and working on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for me.

As always, thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### It Wasn't Always Like This
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T16:04:32.000Z
*Friday, September 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

It wasn't always like this.

There was pain for so long I changed its name to *normal*.

There was medicine and there were side effects and there was exhaustion.

I don't write often on my life before remission.

Imagine living everyday with the worst flu you've ever had. Sometimes different symptoms flair-up. You want to live so you fight it. Sometimes little to no symptoms show, but there was always the exhaustion from the struggle.

Asking me for a biography of most of my adult life is like asking you what you've been doing all week when you spent the whole week healing from the flu.

I see now just because there's not a lot to say about my life doesn't mean there's not a lot to be said for it.

Sure, this Wonder Fell business is necessary medicine for a world that's forgot wonder, but there's more to it for me.

> "Why keep going? Why show up everyday to share?"   
> \-Favorite Reader

Because for so long I couldn't. And every morning, while I sit in the sunrise with my pen in hand, write today's date and *Good morning*, I remember I won.

A life worth the investment of love.

Thank you for reading. The words of Wonder Fell are meant to inspire and lift, encourage and direct.

Like Virgil in Dante's Inferno, I've been through Hell, let me show you some ways out.

Science sustained me. Miracle cured me.

Faith and the refusal to give up on my dreams made and make every word here possible.

I found opportunity where most would see despair.

After I healed I had so much to say and offer the world, but I also had a lifetime behind me with little to no time or energy to make Facebook memories or Instagram stories.

> "People will think I'm a ghost."   
> \-Wynn Right Before He Had The Great Idea

Boo. O/

Post remission it took a couple of years to recover from all the side-effects of the many medications I required to keep myself alive all those years. 

Once those cleared up, about a week before I planned to start contacting agencies regarding my poetry, an SUV travelling 50+ mph crossed a double yellow and drove into my driver's seat and into my lap.

I woke up 3 days later in an ICU with my left leg split in two, a whole score of internal injuries, and a hospital staff waiting for me to remain conscious enough to attach a metal rod from my knee to my ankle to keep my leg together.

Other than a few scars the damage to my leg is now barely noticeable. 

I've spent the few years since working on Wonder Fell and a couple other pieces to share with you.

My health is excellent, miraculously so, for years now.

Perhaps it's vanity, perhaps it's like I write about how bringing our dreams to life works like stories do, that all the Hell thrown at me my whole life was what I needed to overcome to get my words to you. 

Maybe they can mean *that* much. 

I look at the news every morning and almost all of it is an exercise in slinging hate. I think of the billions of dollars made everyday by people writing all that, and I think about my words full of hope, encouragement, love, spirit, and the power of dreams being so easy to read and so enjoyable and I think...

If I make news about what's best about us profitable it will make a lot of hatemongers lose a lot of paychecks and help heal a very sick world.

Healing a very sick world is something I have a lifetime's worth of experience with.

Take care, be thankful for something, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### It's Time to Move On
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-time-to-move-on/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T21:29:38.000Z
*Saturday, May 09, 2026* 

Good Morning, Twfw. O/

With a chorus of songbirds, while a choreography of squirrels race on fence tops to gather and eat... words for the morning.

What more to say? Hundreds of consecutive posts for the dawn now on Wonder Fell, an experiment in poetry.

What wants writing I'm always true to. This morning wants to write: It's time to move on.

Even Thoreau packed up Walden and rejoined the human race.

Some considerations on what to do with Wonder Fell today.

A poet's daily morning thoughts as The Sun rises on a newly born AI world is at least interesting if not, humbly, heroic.

But there are other works that want sharing; there's only so much sunlight to each day.

Perhaps one point of Wonder Fell is to remind the World of Writing that Artificial Intelligence can't actually write.

Yes, Wonder Fell's entries bounce around from day to day, line to line, which is not a computer-ly correct way to go about relaying a message. But these entries still express what is right, though a machine could never reproduce them.

There's something to be said for Idiosyncratic Spontaneity. Wonder Fell represents, in writing, a living soul's voice every sunrise.

This morning's sun wants to work on more traditional writing to share.

Wonder Fell will always be a place for whatever I'm writing. Because, if I do my job right, the words found here are always worth wondering about.

Thanks for reading. 

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Art Unlocks Doors
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/art-unlocks-doors/
Last updated: 2026-05-08T13:49:46.000Z
*Friday, May 08, 2026* 

Good morning, Twfw. O/ 

A cool, crisp, clear sky, colorful dawn. Birds sing from tree branches and fencepost tops like city street neighbors sit on stair stoops and call out to one another the news of the day.

Generosity: It's where Art comes from.

The difference between Art and Entertainment is in the intention of the creator.

> "Look at what I can do!"   
> \-Entertainer

> "Look at **this**!"   
> \-Artist

Our reasons for sharing go into the work.

Regardless of how precise the technique, how correct the craft, if the intent of the crafter isn't to share a new or helpful view of the world with the world, it's a circus act.

If someone paints as well as Picasso and never uses that skill to share something unique about themselves with the world, they're nothing more than carnival entertainers... enjoyable diversions.

Entertainment has its time and place, but it is not Art.

Art unlocks doors; Entertainment starts a party.

All great Art has an element of joy in it. We love the possibility of growth. 

View a painting, read a story or poem, hear a song and think, "Well I never imagined Life like *that* before," and you know the experience of Art.

Entertainment mocks; Art shares.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### A Worthwhile Project
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-worthwhile-project/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T16:27:06.000Z
*Thursday, May 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Poet? In the ancient sense of the word.

When your sink is clogged you call a plumber, when words aren't meaning enough anymore... Enter The Poets.

Writing and Speech are about more than getting someone's attention. We sing and share music not so someone will hear us, but so someone will feel and experience something.

It's the same with language.

Words are not for Sensationalism's sake, not advertisements, but ambassadors.

Language delivers a message from one foreign body (you) to another (someone else).

The substance of our character goes into every utterance and text shared.

The major concern with having AI craft any correspondence for us is that we're not in the words shared.

Or, better said: Only our feeling that the receiver of our message isn't worth more consideration than a computer's automated reply.

Wonder Fell Readers! You're worth more to me than rehashed coded algorithmic regurgitations.

> "How sweet of you, Wynn."   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

> "You know it."   
> \-Favorite (and Only) Wonder Fell Author

...

The past couple mornings a new question is present: "What's Wonder Fell worth?"

The thought that perhaps starting right into other work, like [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/), might be more beneficial.

Certainly Colore is a worthwhile project and a more 'enjoyable' read, but this journal has its own significance.

The originality of individual experience in letters may be the most important topic for humanity to discuss right now.

So every morning here's a snapshot of a few hundred words from your friendly Nation-hood Ghost Poet to champion an individual's freedom of (and to) Speech.

The same way painters couldn't paint like Da Vinci, and musicians couldn't make music like Bach, if they didn't first: Our language is always an individual's artistic creation.

We must always make it new so it can grow, so we always have new ways to witness and share Life living alive.

So, I'll continue to check-in every morning with some words to wonder about in this poet's morning journal's cry in an Internet dark.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Consider the AI Prompt
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/consider-the-ai-prompt/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T16:20:44.000Z
*Wednesday, May 06, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Every sunrise is a new Art Exhibit.

Every Day another chance to exist in a picturescape of wonder.

Hundreds of sunrises recorded in a row now... Poetically. A reflection of a poet in the looking glass called morning.

> "Poetry? In the time of AI? Huh?"   
> \-Businessperson

> "It's our only hope."   
> \-Artist

Quite soon the business of humanity turns to Art.

Really.

Consider the AI prompt...

Soon the most novel and inspired prompts will be what measures success.

Enter The Age of Poets.

Well... one can dream.

Obviously.

...

A Large Language Model is Science's best representation of a human with correct answers.

Grok, Gemini, and Claude are 'A' students. 

But there's a whole lot more to Life than acing an exam.

There's teaching for one.

Who teaches AI?

Artists, Visionaries, Dreamers.

Also Known As: The Readers of Wonder Fell.

AI couldn't make a picture like The Mona Lisa if DaVinci didn't first, couldn't tell you much about calculus if Newton hadn't dreamt and recorded it.

So, no worries Artists. AI isn't making us obsolete; it's making us invaluable.

But we already knew that. 

Dawn comes late in some countries... like Science.

Welcome to The Art Show fellow nerds. O/

The idea of every creative endeavor is to express something new.

Life is a creative endeavor.

The idea of every work of Art is to share a unique witness of The World with The World... because Wow you should see, hear, and know it like this, too.

Art and Science are generous creative endeavors.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### My Workshop Fantasy Machine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/my-workshop-fantasy-machine/
Last updated: 2026-05-05T14:24:06.000Z
*Tuesday, May 05, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sync Oh Day My Oh.

Happy Fifth of May.

So I tucked myself away for a few years to work and heal.

My whole life long my one wish everyday has been to share words with you.

Something was always in the way. Money, exposure, chronic illness, learning to walk again, reteaching injured nerves to operate right again, even [actually dying ](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/)and human drama. 

The list of resistance was Epic.

I decided a couple of years ago to throw that list out the window, get up every morning with the sunrise for pen ink, and just share whatever words showed.

The circumstances to live our most pressing dreams are never perfect, but the sunrise with most of the drama hungry world still asleep is close to an ideal stage for following through on my heart's desire to write and get my work to you.

Having a unique viewpoint on Life is like living at an oasis while others are out in the desert.

I feel as though most of my adult life was spent trudging through hot dry sands with backpacks full of water and food and medicine.

A lifetime spent overcoming the impossible shows me the words and ways I carry work literal miracles.

With a chronic auto-immune condition that almost never goes into remission and even flatline death in a car wreck behind me for proof of the power of spirit in words, these lines find you.

...

Sunrise shows a beautiful Spring morning. Songbirds shower the sky with song. A solitary dove lands on a chain-link fence, looks at me, shakes its feathers, and flies away.

All the memories and metaphors that bird holds find me when I recognize it.

The peace of every morning is My Workshop Fantasy Machine.

Thank you for reading. If my words inspire you to take even one step towards creating your best dreams of life, I'll consider it a win.

And a pun.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪽**wing*

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Archaic Slab
### Is Rap Poetry?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/is-rap-poetry/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T22:01:39.000Z
Writing is an interesting thing. I suppose all living is like it.

Rhythm. 

It's all about rhythm.

The Earth plays her own music. 

There's a certain ebb to everyday, a certain flow.

We dance to it, or we're stressed-out fools wondering why nothing is working out and everyone is laughing at us, or shaking their heads wondering what you're up to punk style dancing while the day is doing the waltz.

I write the rhythm, sometimes the rhyme.

It feels like free-form poetry.

Depending on the nature of the words, the content at times feels like open mic night free verse rap.

Yup.

I don't have the look,   
But I have the lines.

Is Rap poetry?   
Is water wet?

It's genre from a certain demographic. 

That's the stuffy way to say the music genre formed from inner-city necessities, not an intellectual choice, the smart choice.

I don't stick to a genre; I write the day.

**Wet Water**

*Do your dream immersed in the rhythm of that day.* 
*Don't sway from your truth, from what you are and what your vision of what your heart says you are.*

*When it's raining get your raincoat...*

🎤When you're in the deep inner-city and the poetry of the world comes calling, get your rap on, do your song, don't be afraid to Keats or Whitman, if they should come along. If you come across Maya's angel though...

...say hello, get a cup of coffee and enjoy the show, smog filled shade covered, skyscrapers got you covered, it's a hot day, the ice screams a good idea, for a rap lined scream for a line out of town, to some friends, to a way to say what you're all feeling in a way that's appealing, that feeling, kept so quiet, that cures the ill of a neighborhood gone still...

...fighting to find itself through all the fighting. Rhythms and city street open free verse rap dialogue on some everyday Wednesday in invisible Whitetime, good nighttime in the morning, might as well sleep, not a single creep around to mess with the sound of acceptability, just getting by the radar blips over the predictability, gives you time and space to say you saved the human race, if you weren't too humble...

...to mumble the lines. 

🎤💧

\~ Wynn \~
### Why Share These Journal Entries at All?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why-share-these-journal-entries-at-all/
Last updated: 2026-05-04T12:38:14.000Z
*Monday, May 04, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Words at dawn.

Morning pages are a kind of industry standard among writers. Wake up, start with what you love. The act of writing, once learned and established, is such a simple thing to do. And so, writing is often an 'I'll get to it later' activity.

If writing is your love and choice of profession, why give anything else the opportunity to get in the way?

Until the circumstances of life best support what we love best, what we love best has to be put first.

...

Why share these journal entries at all?

The answer is one of my favorite words: Juxtaposition.

With all the text on all the lighted screens all over the world here's another use for words.

Remember?

No two people are ever exactly the same. Our expressions show the world this.

Words are our greatest tool; we shape dreams with them.

For a writer a dream is the starting point and the desired outcome.

We paint dreams with words to share.

Remember?

The Internet came along like that woodpecker at dawn the past few mornings... drumming its beak, making it harder to hear the songbirds.

So I'm a poet prolific every morning so we remember our words do more than drum.

Syllables can sing! Symbols can wave a Good Morning you can feel. O/

There's more to life and words than what a computer can do.

Thought you might like to remember.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Scribble
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/scribble/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T21:17:29.000Z
*Sunday, May 03, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Cool, peaceful, Spring Sunday morning in early May.

A good day for reflection, for reading, for building a nest in a pine tree.

Well... the downy woodpecker down the street thinks so. The percussive baps of beak to bark are sonorous rhythmic blips heard in Science Fiction submarine films... an underwater Morse Code message to the morning.

The wind waves hello with tree branch arms with Spring blooms for jewels on each finger.

When your work is in The Creative Arts the materials necessary to do the work are more than can be measured with numbers and scales.

Every morning with the sunrise I sit and do the same Scientific exercise. Scribble lines on an E-ink screen. That's a constant in this experiment. The other constants are place and person... me in this same chair at dawn.

How are the scribbles so vastly new every morning? What changed? Me?

Despite the 'poet' tag, I'm a calm, cool, and collected guy.

So what in The World is new?

What filters through me that wants expression?

The World travels in waves. We whirl around our Sun like dogs born with their heads out car windows to catch the breeze.

What's in that breeze always flown at us? What stirs and changes to keep Life alive?

We travel in cars and forget we're moving. We live on a sphere traveling hundreds of thousands of miles per hour.

How's the ride?

The Earth is a huge sphere like a cauldron of witch's brew. The Sun is the master witch spinning it around. We're all ingredients mixing and matching up to make the star's magic potion called Life.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### You're Not a Robot
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/youre-not-a-robot/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:31:53.000Z
*Saturday, May 02, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Light rain dapples dew on the promise of Spring. Buds blossom to bloom on every tree branch in front of a backdrop of a dimmed sunrise.

Decades ago an acquaintance of mine asked, "Why's everything gotta be so deep with you all the time?"

I realized if I wanted to keep them as a close friend I'd have to become more shallow.

I moved on.

The ocean has always been more than atoms deep for me. The sea waves like blood flows to keep the whole Earth vibrant and alive.

Ocean deep thoughts for dreamers like us. Thanks for reading.

To hold and assert poetic thoughts during quick-tech-get-it-done-AI-is-better-at-your-job-than-you times like we live in is a noble pursuit.

And our greatest hope and purpose.

To have great dreams and make them real is what Life is all about. AI can help. That's all AI is: Help.

We can never be replaced because we are dreamers first.

Thinkers? No. A thought is a dream put into words.

Dreams come first.

'Deep' thinkers have bigger more grandiose dreams.

We could use some more people like that.

Visionaries whose new ideas (dreams encapsulated in words) expand what it means to be alive, to have Life at all.

So much of humanity's immediate future is going to be: Coming to terms with how humans differ from machines.

You're not a robot; you're what can make a robot.

A dreamer with the right words can change the whole world in an instant.

Find the best words for your best dreams and go make something worth living and sharing.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Life alive!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/life-alive/
Last updated: 2026-05-01T13:50:29.000Z
*Friday, May 01, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

The soft warm colors of a cool May morning.

With all the technological wonders in the World what do we do with Beauty?

The African Violets on the table by where I write these morning entries barely had a bloom a year ago. Now the pot is brimming full of flowers.

People should know.

Countless violets bloomed since the dawn of time; many research papers were wrote using AI this past year.

Somehow the flowers are worth... more?

Perhaps more isn't the best word.

The violets are worth something different.

Beauty, resilience, the will to live... Life alive!

AI can't do that dance.

The choreography of Life itself. Always new, always looking for better ways.

Finding them, calling each evolution, and moving on.

...

Some mornings just want to watch the sunrise to see what's new.

Today is some morning. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### On AI's Lack, For Pablo's Rep
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/on-ais-lack-for-pablos-rep/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:03:01.000Z
Perhaps one day when Science becomes passé we'll venture into the world of dreams.

We measure a dream's value by our artistic representation of it.

I see humanity moving this way.

The advent of AI leads to putting Science on autopilot and freeing us to dream.

Artificial Intelligence is a boon to Artists when viewed properly.

Every Artist, Writer, and Musician is a part of every painting, story and song they create. What makes Michelangelo makes The Ceiling of The Sistine Chapel.

One cannot exist without the other.

No matter how technologically advanced AI becomes it could never create anything at all unless a dreamer with a vision and the skill to make it real did first.

Think of AI mimicking Art like this:

A translation of poetry.

I am not a native speaker of Spanish, however I've heard great things about Pablo Neruda's poetry.

Each time I read an English translation of his poetry I'm appalled at, quite frankly, how awful it sounds.

Surely the translations must be lacking?

Neruda is one of The Spanish Language's most revered poets.

What's missing from the translations of Neruda's poems to English is what's missing in AI generated art.

Translators are focused on the words and not the essence of the words.

I feel a little slight of a Poet's Pride for Pablo every time I read an English translation. So, one day, I put my years of study of Spanish and Poetry to work and set to right his reputation with The English speaking world.

Here's the result:

> ***"Soneto XVII***

> o te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio  
> o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:  
> te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,  
> secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

> Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva  
> dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,  
> y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo  
> el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.

> Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,  
> te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:  
> así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,

> sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,  
> tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,  
> tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño."

> Pablo Neruda

### For Pablo, For You

I don’t love you like salt rose, topaz  
Or a detonation of carnations that set fire wild-  
Like assured obscured impressions love.  
I love you -in secret- between shadow and soul.

I love you like a plant that does not bloom,  
But carries hidden within, the light of its flowers,  
And thanks to your love, the secret scent  
Of the Earth’s kept-safe love, lives in me.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or where.  
I love you direct- without problems or pride:  
I don't know any other way to love.

Their way says I am not you, nor you me,  
But your hand on my chest is my breath,  
Your eyes close to be my dream.

\~ Wynn \~

What For Pablo, Para Ti exemplifies is this poet's poetic translation of another poet's experience.

Match For Pablo, Para Ti with any intellectual translation of the same poem to see all the hazards of AI.

AI leaves out the essence; AI is always a collaborative translation.

Like reading Neruda in English.

There are just some things a computer can never express. 

All that makes Life worth living, for example.

We bring ourselves to everything we experience. 

Nowhere is this clearer than while we read.

We show ourselves in everything we create.

Nowhere is this clearer than while we make Art.

To exemplify your essence's experience of an experience is the point and purpose of all Artistic Endeavors.

AI can never experience Life, can never speak only translate.
### Dreamers Know This
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dreamers-know-this/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:29:22.000Z
*Thursday, April 30, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Here's the rub: A magnetic tipped stylus on an E-ink screen.

Where I write (rub) these journal entries.

Daydreamers of The World, Keepers of Hope for a better life, a better day... you're not alone.

It's why I keep my morning thoughts online and free: Because the best way to make the best World is to encourage and support Dreamers.

Whether you dream of some great technology to help The World, or a great Artistic expression to enrich the quality of all our lives, you're welcome here.

There's another World; it exists with this one. We call it The Imagination.

Daydreamers you're not lost or spaced-out. You're working gathering materials for your creations.

Some Scientists roll their empirical eyes when Imagination is brought up. But what's found there is what makes eyes roll.

Dreamers know this: Change your stories and you change your life.

...

Rain gives way to cloudy skies. The last day of April, green buds bountiful grassy patches of ground.

All around Life springs eternal in this great dance aptly named Spring.

The World's choreography is a wonderful staged show of color. Life is too well organized to be accidental. Remember that next time you look in a mirror.

Beauty is in the beholder's eye, so hold it and be it.

Nothing in The World can be beautiful without someone to recognize, record, and witness it.

Might as well be you and me. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### For All Our Health
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-all-our-health/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T16:16:25.000Z
*Wednesday, April 29, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Poetic idiosyncratic words in the time of AI?

They're our only hope.

Each and every human being is a unique Large Language Model designed to express their witness of Life.

There's more to Life than facts; there's the creation of facts.

...

Modern dreams at sunrise while a woodpecker hammers an oak. 

Even songbirds have a percussion section.

Slow morning words lately, thoughts of business, my work's place in the world, how best to serve it. 

Where? And when?

Some self-awareness with humility always in mind: America hasn't had a poet like me for decades, hasn't had a male poet like me for nearly a century in our popular culture tapestry.

Getting The United States to read poetry right now is like trying to get your stubborn Great Grandfather to take his medicine.

Hey old timer. O/ We're a Nation built on Words. Maybe the language being thrown around is the reason for the collapse? 

[Here's some language for all our health.](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)

...

Cloud cover makes for a subdued sunrise. A subtle dawn, the game's still on.

Thanks for reading, Dear Reader.

Your consideration means The World to me. I hope some inspiration finds you today. I hope more that you find the good sense to put it to good use and share it.

The World could use your wonderful witness shared.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### The World in Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-world-in-words/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T21:55:38.000Z
*Tuesday, April 28, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Poets for millennia howled for The Moon; I sing the sunrise, write the dawn.

What a singer does for lyrics a poet does with sentences and stanzas.

...

Years ago humanity started texting more than talking. To a poet the experience is like being a professional singer when the whole untrained room starts to sing and screech arias.

Speaking brought to the level of Art is singing. Writing brought to the level of Art is poetry.

An untrained out of tune room full of people bellowing arias is the state of so much of The Internet these days.

How do we find harmony?

It's in why we use our words, what writing actually is, and our responsibility to it.

Our words are an extension of ourselves. The difference between the spoken word and the written is a matter of time.

A rude comment said makes the commenter an unsavory person to anyone within earshot.

A rude comment wrote makes the writer foul every time it's read.

Accountability. We pay and are paid for our words every time they're read.

We wonder why things aren't getting better while we continue to write about, and so share, awful things.

Every article, post, and text made to voice negativity answers our question. They add up; they stack up.

The Internet is The World in Words.

What do you add to our shared literary Life with your sentences?

I urge you to consider bringing more positivity to The World Stage, for your own sake, and all you care about.

Life, for people, is at least a two-fold experience. There's a word and there's the experience of the word. But there are always words.

Caring for our language is caring for ourselves... and Life itself.

My concern is we forgot or were never told:   
*We can only ever be as successful as the definitions of our words.*

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎩**tophat*

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Archaic Slab
### Just Some Guy's Journal
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/just-some-guys-journal/
Last updated: 2026-04-27T13:01:02.000Z
*Monday, April 27, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

> "Just some guys journal."   
> \-Non-Wonder Fell Reader

> "Yup. Shh, I'm reading."  
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

Really, they're just words with the dawn, poetic thoughts at daybreak.

Some of us are into deep-thought heavy imaginative space-out quests; some of us change The World with our dreams.

Dreams are like everything else in Nature: They take time to grow.

Daydreams are the most useful imaginings. 

Go for a walk, take a bath, clean the dishes, look out the window at nothing particular. Times like these invite warm living Imagination.

I think it's secretly why runners enjoy jogging so much: Time to dream.

After you've trained for sometime, a jog is a quiet time alone with your dreams.

Athletes call it *a runner's high*. Artists call it: "This is what we've been talking about for centuries."

That runner's high place is the state Artists create from. Recognition of its importance helped us train ourselves to get there without massive physical effort.

Nothing wrong with going for a jog, though I think walking is better (in the long run).

Better for your overall well-being. Less physical stress leads to a better quality of dreams.

Thoughts with the sunrise.

Thanks for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎞️**film\_frames*

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Archaic Slab
### Daylight is a Bath of Fire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/daylight-is-a-bath-of-fire/
Last updated: 2026-04-26T12:53:17.000Z
*Sunday, April 26, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Some big changes to Wonder Fell are in the works.

A rearrangement and redesign.

Business thoughts with the sunrise today.

I'd rather discuss the dark clouds on the horizon being engulfed by the lavender rays of dawn.

Though, being a poet, I suppose it is my business to do just that.

...

Just a poet's morning journal in a world adjusting to Artificial Intelligence to help us remember what words are for...

Making dreams come true.

The colors of dawn are as varied as the fire from a candle's wick. Sunshine speaks to us with a painter's palette of sparks and flame. Temperature is our star's favorite medium.

*Daylight is a bath of fire.*

^ Something a Large Language Model didn't know.

The World needs honest witness to grow.

The World needs Art.

...

Today's new; it wants thoughts of business.

So that's where I'll go.

Thanks for reading.

Go make something wonderful.

Stay tuned. Good changes on the way.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔆**high\_brightness*

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Archaic Slab
### Quiet Considerations
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/quiet-considerations/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T16:08:02.000Z
*Saturday, April 25, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

With all the get-it-done-quick make it flashy, make it sell, look at me LOOK! ways so prolific in the world right now, I thought some might find interesting, and reassuring, to be reminded there are other ways to live a good life. So I post my morning journal online for free.

What a poet, or Artist of any kind, considers worthy of note things like AI and big business deals aren't much help with.

It's easy to forget with all the sensationalism that there are other valid ways to think about and live your life.

The quiet consideration of people in quiet rooms is responsible for all the great ideas and accomplishments in the world. It's where and how the most helpful and most beautiful creations come to life.

From: The quiet considerations of people most of the world assumes are lonely, but are busy at work using the solitude to help shape their dreams.

Life is the process of making dreams real. Great accomplishments require a great dream and dreamer to imagine them.

So Artists and Inventors must be alone and quiet to be fed supplies to do their work.

Think of Imagination like a prompt fed to AI. The more precise and in depth the information given the Large Language Model the better the reply received.

So an Artist, Inventor, Theoretical Physicist (Einstein sat and daydreamed for days), gets alone to gather the materials necessary to make real their dream.

Time spent 'idle' or 'doing nothing' is actually time spent gathering materials. As long as part of the day is spent making something real, idle time is always part of the work.

There is no AI without the initial dream that makes the prompt.

There is no work of Art without the initial dreaming to build the Art with.

Think of Imagination like potter's clay. The required amount is necessary to make the thing real.

I'll keep my journal online for free. At the very least, for a reminder to creative spirits that we aren't alone being alone in our work.

Hopefully you find some comfort here.

Thanks again for reading.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐾**feet*

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Archaic Slab
### Consider It Shared
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/consider-it-shared/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:26:14.000Z
*Friday, April 24, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peace. The trees know it.

The buds and blooms of Spring show in the soft sunrise sky.

Mornings like this birds are brushstrokes on a painter's canvas called Dawn.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; so hold it, see it, relay it true.

The World is a work of Art to witness, emulate, and share.

To wield the dawn in words, to wrap the light in letters to rap a song of morning for you...

Today's sunrise is a dream worth waking up to. Even the sounds of every interstate car has their radio playing its favorite song.

...

Updated the site look yesterday to help navigation. There's so much content now.

I hope it brings some peace, inspiration, joy, and of course wonder to your life.

The World is a beautiful place when we're brave enough to recognize it and build our days around the Beauty.

Mornings like this want to share mornings like this.

Consider it shared.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍰**cake*

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Archaic Slab
### You Pants The Plot
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-pants-the-plot/
Last updated: 2026-05-24T19:14:23.000Z
*Thursday, April 23, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Robins sing the rhythm guitar part while a duet of black-capped chickadees cover the melody to announce the dawn.

Yesterday I removed the work-in-progress Epic *Colore* from Wonder Fell.

No worries. It's still going strong.

A work of the size and scope of it requires its own space.

I'll provide links on Wonder Fell once Colore's new home is set-up, running, and aesthetically presentable. (About a month later I brought it back. ([Home Sweet Home.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/))

As Wonder Fell becomes more and more a place for Artists to gather alone, posts concerning the creation of The American Epic still have [a welcomed place here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/).

I decided to treat Story, The Novel specifically, as a poetic form. It's a simpler way for this poet's brain to work.

The form and rhythm of a piece of writing, from a sentence to a thousand page tome, are a major part of the work's success.

Some things poets consider that most novelists don't.

...

Musicians do something called: Playing by ear. Writers call the same process: Pantsing, as in... writing by the seat of your pants. 

Really. It's technical jargon in the professional world of writers. Two schools: The Pantsers and The Plotters.

Decades of experience shows the most successful way to go about writing anything is to have a general idea of the form (plot) and color it in (pants).

*You pants the plot.*

Harmony at last in The Writing World.

We tell ourselves the story idea, or write it down. 

And then we Pants! 💃...👖

Thoughts on craft with industry jargon included this morning.

Language about what we love will always be the best use of the written word... of words at all. 

Thanks for reading. Have that wonderful day already. 

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍵**tea*

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Archaic Slab
### Living Moments in Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/living-moments-in-language/
Last updated: 2026-04-22T12:44:31.000Z
*Wednesday, April 22, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Robins sing in a sweet surreal choir in the deepest dark before dawn.

Their music travels through the ethereal theatre of night in the slow minutes before sunrise.

How to share something beautiful in a shock obsessed hurry up doomscroll world?

...

The sunrise is my truest friend; it never lets me down.

Always beautiful, always necessary, always a rainstorm of color to start each day.

So I share my words with the dawn.

We have so much in common.

...

Words can fill a Large Language Model, but they can also be Beautiful.

Do you remember?

It's my work to show you.

*Words are not facts; words make facts possible.*

To express a living moment in language, to keep the experience singing for the reader who finds them, to share a sentiment of beauty in symbols so well considered and shaped the reader feels the author's witness; these are some aims of language lately overlooked.

Others should know life is still a beautiful place worth each breath.

...

This morning joy showed in the sunlight after the robins serenade for the night.

How much effect do words have on witness?

Did the bird's song add joy to the morning light? Can music set a stage?

A car ride with Bach is a different trip if a Hip-Hop holla-back rap song is thumping instead.

Choose your bass level wisely, get into treble, and make something wonderful.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍬**candy*

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Archaic Slab
### A Symphony of Spheres
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-symphony-of-spheres/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:24:34.000Z
*Tuesday, April 21, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A blank screen. A canvas. The night sky.  
Words. Brushstrokes. Sunrise.

The Sun is The World's definitive painter.

Dawn is light and sweet, a light dessert of light this morning.

The horizon wears a comfortable casual fashion show of color. 

Every morning the sky is a new painting of dawn. Sunlight and rivers are never the same bath twice.

The way of water is the way of fire: Change to remain the same.

A choreography of light and water makes The World.

The Sun conducts a symphony of spheres called a galaxy. Each globe sings and sounds its own songs of color.

A star is a cloud of fire. Planets circle and spin to stay dry from the flames.

...

Hope all's well my creative friends.

I write a few hundred words each morning to stretch. I post the effort on this site called Wonder Fell so other artists can have a place not to feel so alone with our work's requirement of solitude.

Each morning brings something new to wonder about. So... wonder falls with every ray to paint a living picture called Dawn.

This morning stretch of words is my record of it: This record of when wonder fell.

A wonderful *wonderful* pun, too. Tyvm.

Thanks for reading. Go and make something wonderful.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦸**superhero*

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Archaic Slab
### Do You See It Happening?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/do-you-see-it-happening/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:23:30.000Z
*Monday, April 20, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Dreams while The Sun rises.

A [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), change in the air.

...

Dawn arrives to show a glow of cool frost that formed overnight.

How's your Art? Words are slow sticky things for me this morning. Usually an indication some new idea or grand expression is wanting to be shaped.

Maybe that's what Depression is for The Earth. There are so many beautiful experiences, so much matter left unsung, perhaps Nature weeps for our reluctance to sing a new song. We feel her tears in a state called Depression.

Van Gogh called it "The Meagerness." He painted to alleviate it. Vincent's only illness was starvation from a lack of recognition for the value of his work.

So many lives have been changed, enlightened, inspired because of his work. While he was alive he wasn't treated much better than a street dog.

This must change.

AI is set to make most of the tasks people were too preoccupied with to notice Van Gogh's greatness while he lived obsolete.

Machines can and so will do most of the jobs we deem necessary human work still.

This is very good news.

And also why building a generation of artists is necessary for our survival.

Receptiveness of Imagination and the ability to express it will, at last, be the most sought after marketable skill.

How clearly we share our dreams will be the new measure of a successful person.

Do you see it happening?

Artists, authors, and musicians, AI is no threat to us... it's validation of our importance.

Artificial Intelligence can't paint like Van Gogh if Vincent didn't first.

So draw, write, sing what you see and hear. Express your witness not your knowledge.

Facts are dead food for computers. Art is Life living alive!

Be genuinely you, shake the sky, and go make some wonder fall.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😂**joy*

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Archaic Slab
### As We Work
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/as-we-work/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:20:59.000Z
*Sunday, April 19, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise.

We keep going to keep it going.

Electric blue light blue starts every sunrise. Like twilight in reverse The World slowly shows its colors in a spectacle called a day.

Everyday the same plotlines with a new cast of characters.

Variations on a theme called Nature is the way of The World.

...

Been thinking on [Wonder Fell itself](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/wonderfell-itself/), on what it is, can be, has become.

This site is a place for Artists not to feel so alone. There's never been anything quite like it. 

Time spent in solitude is a requirement for every practitioner of every Art. Musicians, painters, writers, creatives of every kind, deserve a space to feel welcomed and recognized as we work.

Not a coach or guru, an understanding friend in words.

It's work. The alone time, the daydreams, the staring off into space that looks so odd to the hurry-up get-it-done drone of humanity.

During those quiet alone times we're being fed warm loving Imagination. We're stocking up supplies for the trip ahead.

Though the analogy works better to think of The Imagination as fuel for The Artist.

Day-to-day obligation distracts and starves a creative spirit. Sometimes it's difficult to get back to your actual work... Your Art.

Read a post or two here. Your vision is uniquely yours, but you are not alone in having a unique vision you wish to express.

I got you; I get you.

Get centered and get to work creating something. Only by working will the work come, only by dreaming will you have the materials necessary to create.

So stare off into space then continue to work by making your dreams real. The World needs your witness, your music, your Art.

Oh... an idea for a bumper-sticker slogan for Wonder Fell:

*Make Good Art, Not Bad News.*

Take care and go make some wonderful.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧗**person\_climbing*

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Archaic Slab
### A Safe Place for Dreamers
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-safe-place-for-dreamers/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:19:18.000Z
*Saturday, April 18, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Welcome.

Well before sunrise, The Country sleeps.

There's peace in dreams. How to make it real?

A safe space for dreams to come alive.

Encouragement, enthusiasm, and wonder... what's missing from so much of so many lives and what's found here.

I'd like Wonder Fell to be considered an alcove of the Internet safe for dreamers.

Maybe the day gets a little loud with the Modern World's overplayed go-go-go music.

Take a timeout. Remember you're a living dream living dreams. You're not alone in your desire for The World to be a more welcoming place for what's best about us.

Take a breath. Read a Wonder Fell post or two. See you're not alone.

Return to making your best dreams true... with back-up.

Words are my gift and duty. I give them to help us... The Dreamers.

I believe Artists of all The Arts are the heroes Our World now needs most.

I offer Wonder Fell as a safe place for good creative people to not feel so alone.

Because we're not. O/

Wonder Fell, this journal for The Creative Spirit, will always be free online.

My pay is in The Art returned.

I know a place where poets, musicians, artists, and creatives of all types can gather quietly, alone but together, is a necessity left unmet.

Consider Wonder Fell meeting that need for a meeting place.

Artists, we're not alone, though we so often like to be.

All dreamers are welcome here. How you paint The Sistine Chapel Ceiling is how you live a masterpiece of a life, after all.

We have a dream. We show up and do the work it takes to make it real.

May this journal be a safe place to assist you in gathering and preparing dreams to make real.

As always, thank you for reading, take care and go make some wonderful.

Poem to go with today's post: [For You](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐉**dragon*

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Archaic Slab
### Glad You Stopped By
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/glad-you-stopped-by/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:24:32.000Z
*Friday, April 17, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Blue-grey sky, misty splashes of rain land on tree branch blossoms in progress.

Squirrels navigate the labyrinth of treetops and trunks to find food while a black-capped chickadee whistle codes a 'Hello, World!' from the console in her nest.

Sunrise... Friday interstate traffic comes to life.

A clock ticks its tock on the wall in a quiet house. Lights out, sun's up, the tea goes cold while the sentences multiply.

Wonder drops as the sun rises in a comfortable introspective alcove of The Internet called Wonder Fell. 

Glad you stopped by.

There's not much like it online, anywhere, much at all, anymore these days. Conversations, and so much called Art, turned to sellable things first.

There's an amazing World out there with shapes and sights and smells and sounds to take in. The draw and the desire to want more is understandable.

But there's also a World within each of us.

Did you know?

Did you know when you recognize this world within the shapes and sights and smells and sounds mean more?

A crow lands on a branch nearby and sounds a cry for The Earth and the world within each witness.

Did you know each crow sings for you?

Now you know.

Life living alive lives in you. Whether or not the weather within is a Paradise or a Hell is up to you.

What does that crow's cry mean for your world? 

What does a sunrise represent in The Land Called You?

It's up to you because it is you.

Take sometime to get to know yourself and have that wonderful day already.

A poem to go along with today's entry:[ Flashy Inside People](https://www.wonderfell.org/flashy-inside-people/)

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### This Is What Wonder Is For
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-is-what-wonder-is-for/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T21:22:38.000Z
*Thursday, April 16, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

On a cold morning you can see your breath.   
The Sun rises to show us The World.

We inhale air and sunshine to survive,   
To spin this story called Being Alive.

Authors, Artists, Musicians galore, I want to put you at ease regarding AI. A single poem wasn't enough. A consistent honest and free journal as idiosyncratic as each individual sunrise is.

The thoughts, feelings, hopes, and desires of today are not yesterday's. However similar your dreams are to those of days before there's always something new. Sunshine and daydreams never shine the same fire twice.

A digital Large Language Model is a well-organized attic full of yesterday's stuff. Nothing new can be made from it without a new dream from a living, breathing soul.

AI, as amazing and innovative as it is, is nothing but old news.

...

Despite humanity's hubris much of our information, our 'facts,' are still a flat-Earth Science.

This is what wonder is for: to get humanity to evolve.

A Large Language Model is a limited reflection of what the human mind can do. A sense of wonder, sense at all, is lacking from every algorithm. 

We use yesterday's information to help today grow. Science calls the process: Evolution. AI can't evolve; humanity can.

Like the printing press, Artificial Intelligence can help us grow as a species. But it can never make language, only recite memories in a pre-arranged fashion.

AI's biggest boon is also why we should be most cautious about it: LLMs can help us learn and grow from our past, or comfortably and tragically bury us in a flat-world yesterday.

So I write every morning to give us all something to wonder about... to keep us going and growing.

Language is the living story of humanity. It's never done, always evolving.

Like Life.

Wonder what you can contribute to Life to help it grow and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😶‍🌫️**face\_in\_the\_clouds*

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Archaic Slab
### For the Sake of Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-the-sake-of-language/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T21:18:00.000Z
*Wednesday, April 15, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

It's a journal, a poet's. Every morning with pen in hand, I write with the sunrise to remind an AI obsessed humanity: There's more to our hearts than beats-per-minute.

Language is more than just what the meta is for;  
Language is for metaphors!

Each person is a unique Large Language Model equipped to express this experience called Life.

It's the feeling part, the joy, the sorrow, the comfort, the love that Artificial Intelligence can never give witness of that makes it inferior.

Everything a poet's words do AI simply cannot.

I had to speak up in a big way for the sake of words.

So I decided to pick up the slack moon obsessed poets left and confess each sunrise for you... in a poetical kind of way.

So we remember what words are for.

...

Writing someone a Love Letter is the greatest use of the written word.

One's whole being goes into every syllable. Feelings, desires, passions, wants, hopes, and dreams of beautiful moments shared build every line.

If we make the ability to write a Love Letter the metric for successful writing, we can't even call what AI does writing.

Having AI write or create pseudo-art for you is like being in a romance with Alexa the AI bot.

Huh?

AI writing and AI pseudo-Art is romance with a robot.

It's purely one-sided, vain, and empty.

Writing is for human connection.

Even in business this is true.

Having AI do all your business writing means you don't value human connection, which means you don't value people, which means your business won't last very long.

But I was wondering about the sunrise with you before the modern world started playing video games with language creation.

Idyllic Spring blue sky morning after a rainy night.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪆**nesting\_dolls*

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Archaic Slab
### The Forward March of Spring
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-forward-march-of-spring/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:21:17.000Z
*Tuesday, April 14, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Pinks and blues paint the newborn nursery colored ceiling called the Spring sky.   
A color changing kaleidoscopic stained glass dome covers The Earth at dawn.

Clouds like long wispy billows of the smoke water makes...  
Steam, rise, and join the chromatic sunshine show.

An early flight airline rumbles overhead.   
The Interstate wooshes to life with traffic.

An odd thing to be alive and not talk about it more.   
Everyday activities are miracles when your eyes are adjusted for wonder.

What a world,   
What a gift!

Life alive and the opportunity to share it.   
There's nothing in the way of living a wonderful life but being in the way of it.

Why choose trouble when there's so much opportunity for joy, for peace, for whatever love and satisfaction from a day of honest work is all about?

...

Bird songs play a different tune every morning. Did you know?

The World has her own set list for the day's show. Everyday.

Today is the forward march of Spring.

The chickadees and sparrows, cardinals and crows, sing out, 'Hey baby let's start a family and get makin' babies' hip-hop anthems.

Everyday is a song. Sunrise lifts the baton to start the band called Color. Sunset closes the curtain and takes a bow.

What music do you add to the show?

Words of witness and wonder here.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎁**gift*

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Archaic Slab
### Regarding AI, Then Art
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/regarding-ai-then-art/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T21:14:07.000Z
*Monday, April 13, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A so much to say morning...

The kind that leads so many writers and artists to what's called: A Block.

Creative standstills aren't caused by a lack, but by an abundance. There's simply just so much to be inspired by, how to choose?

But the point isn't the topic; it's the act of creation.

You're a writer not a 'topic picker.' Just write. Get writing. 

Good sentences will come, but only by writing.

Great sentences will come, but only by writing more.

Onto more.

...

There's a pull often to write regarding AI. A curious subject for a poet... perhaps not.

There's already a good amount [on the site regarding AI](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

I never use it for my work, nor could I. Using AI is playing a video game, not writing... certainly not painting or making music either.

Art requires a human being; it's non-negotiable.

But artists of all varieties know this.

My creative friends, we must be ready.

Science is making Scientists obsolete. AI simply does a better job at Science than Scientists are able to do. Our nerd friends will all need a hug and new sense of purpose in a generation or two.

It's the relationships with what lives that makes life worth living.

Sorry... a robot husband or wife can never bring happiness or love regardless how well-designed.

Life-like is not Life.

Consider the difference between a spouse and an exact robot AI replica.

What's lacking from the droid is what Life is all about...

Welcome to what Art is all about. 

Take care and make that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐣**hatching\_chick*

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Archaic Slab
### The Shadows and Sounds of Sunrise in Spring
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-shadows-and-sounds-of-sunrise-in-spring/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:18:19.000Z
*Sunday, April 12, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Peace. 

The shadows and sounds of sunrise in Spring.  
The seasons are a banquet of starlight.

Spring brings the appetizer to get things started. Summer is the feast. Autumn is a colorful dessert. Winter sips hot coffee and tea to ease digestion.

Our habits and ways mirror The World's.

They have to.

When we care for the Earth, she cares for us. Plant a seed to know this easy truth. The more care given to each planted seed the better we eat and the better the view.

Sometimes the morning just wants to watch the morning.

Like this morning.

So many songbirds sound Spring this morning. Different sizes, sounds, and shapes of songs.

Colors... the Blue Jay, the Red Cardinal, the Yellow Goldfinch, the Orange Bellied Robin, the speckled spectacular calls from a Carolina Wren.

And the evergreens... a chromatic testament for an eternal Spring.

During more melancholic times I wrote them a poem.

Here it is if you're interested: [The Firs](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-firs/).

> "Melancholy? From Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine?"   
> \- Favorite Reader

> "Even The Earth knows Winter."   
> \-Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗺️**world\_map*

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Archaic Slab
### Our Arias of Experience
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-arias-of-experience/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T21:10:33.000Z
*Saturday, April 11, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Welcome back.

Hundreds of sunrises in a row and what to show?

Sunlight like river water is never the same fire twice. Our galaxy's star always makes us new.

Fire and water share a bond in how they go about their business. Always new, always agents of change to remain the same.

Together they make the weather to make The World.

There's nothing out of the ordinary about a writer keeping a daily journal. In fact, I know it's necessary for writers of any craft if they want to be successful.

If you're a professional pianist and you miss a day of playing, your music and method both suffer the neglect.

It's the same with all acts of creation. Every Art form requires commitment.

The professional pianist is as much an instrument for music as the piano she plays.

...

Color is music for the eyes. Painters and visual artists compose songs with lines of their own.

Writers have words for notes, paragraphs for sonatas.

There's a certain song that happens within all of us. Walt called it: The Song of Ourselves. 

It's the music poets write about.

Not a symphony of notes for the ear or a choreography of colors for the eyes, but the sound and hue of music and color within us. 

We don't see or hear with our eyes or ears this song great within; we know it through words. We filter and express it to ourselves with language.

Just like we all can hum a tune, we all use language in a poetical fashion to express our inward song.

A concert Diva is going to hum the same song a little differently than most of us.

A poet sings their song great within with the same passion and skill a Diva takes to an aria.

Our Arias of Experience, mundanely known as the voice in your head while you make decisions, is transcribed by poets throughout the centuries.

[There's some here if you're interested.](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)

More, specifically [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

Soon, as AI makes more of the reasons we thought made us necessary obsolete, we're going to wonder what life is all about.

I present Wonder Fell as a starting point towards a way of considering what it means to be human in an AI friendly world.

Turns out being alive is all about the expression of our arias of experience.

Or more plainly put: Life is the process of making Art.

Choose an instrument with the instrument called yourself and play.

Keyboards and pens for me.

Thanks for reading, enjoy yourself, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💥**boom*

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Archaic Slab
### I'm Bringing Beauty Back
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-bringing-beauty-back/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T19:13:36.000Z
*Friday, April 10, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Words from the dark as the light comes back.

The quantity of the number of headlights on the highway might as well be a time and date calendar.

Sunrise still about an hour away. I wonder what arrangements of color it will bring. Always new. Always majestic. Always beautiful. The Sunrise.

I'm bringing Beauty back... removing it from the cosmetic aisles of pharmacies and placing it back in divine hands where it belongs.

A reimagined and resurrected understanding of the concept of [Beauty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/) is the cure for all our concerns regarding AI.

Many morning entries turn to words on Beauty. A poet's cup of tea, a poet's [business](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/).

So much poetry these days focuses on adjusting one's cultural heritage and gender to fit a changing world narrative to help change the narrative.

I applaud a poetry of politics, but it forgets itself.

Politics falls under the umbrella of Poetry; it's a genre.

Poets, we don't give ourselves enough credit. Words make cultures, and governments, and all of Science itself possible. And here we are the champions of language quietly, humbly, reclusively, taking very little pride in our craft and power.

Words shape our human world. Poets are masters of the craft. Where are we? Why so silent?

In this Nation built on words, where are the best of us at making and understanding what words mean and are for?

There's so much to say on this topic left unsaid for too long. More than what morning reflections in a journal can do justice for.

It's a central theme to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

I go back to building it now.

As always, thanks for reading.

The sky's an ideal blue for a picture perfect day; the clouds are only there to dream about what shapes they're making.

Take care and have that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### What We Invest In Together
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-we-invest-in-together/
Last updated: 2026-04-09T14:10:54.000Z
*Thursday, April 09, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Dawn. Always something new by design. 

Songbirds know and sing the novelty.

Thought I'd join in.

Thanks for reading.

Warm shades of color glow to show the horizon. Winter's gone; it's in the palette of sunshine.

The World is a celestial color making spherical factory.

Did you know no two shades of human skin are exactly the same?

Now you know.

So what's all the fuss about?

Stories and not skin are the cause of the human blight called racism.

No two human beings are ever exactly the same. Every Scientist agrees.

Stories and not money, politics, or science, make civilizations go round.

Our economics, governments, and fields of study are all based on what we value.

Value, for humanity, comes from the stories we share.

It's why The News is responsible for so much of the disorder today.

There's plenty of good happening in The World. People just aren't getting paid to share it.

We tell each other we value Hell more than Paradise with every dollar spent on, and second invested in listening to, bad news.

What we feed grows. We dump dollars and time into Hellish broadcasts and we get and grow Hell.

If you're tired, fed-up, disgusted with the state of the modern media message, the best way to change it is not to complain. It is to shut it off and share some good news.

Blame keeps it going.

Reporters need ratings to get paid. When The World devours stories of hope and heroism more than the Hell it consumes at present, we'll have peace and evolution.

It's not that we should ignore tragedy, just that we have to stop paying for it or we're going to keep paying for it.

We understand in our economics what we invest in together grows. Stories work the same way as The Stock Market.

Right now we're a Nation too well-invested in a Hellish political narrative.

Time is your money; invest it somewhere helpful.

Change the channel, share some good news, and have that wonderful day (and tell someone you did).

#### \~ Wynn \~

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***Archaic Slab**
### A Choreography of Color
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-choreography-of-color/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:17:04.000Z
*Wednesday, April 08, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

The light arrives sooner and stays later. Green replaces brown all over town.

Blue grabs enough yellow for a dance partner and goes to work on a choreography called Spring.

Soon the floor and foliage turn green to make a welcoming space for the other colors in a number called Summer.

The World is a choreography of color.

Wonder Fell. This Epic Letter Poem to a World on Fire marches on.

Words from a concerned friend. Not just any friend, someone whose been through [Hell and won](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/), sends these lines every morning.

Today wants something new.

I was going to write about the power of words: The super-position of language. How the only characters to know their way out of Hell are poets. Take Dante and Virgil for examples.

But if you enjoy reading Wonder Fell you know that already. Change your words to change your Life.

Something new, though... something new wants said.

Do we sit and let it come writers, or fling tirades at the page?

Sometimes the best thing to do for your Art is to daydream.

A tough truth to digest in a world obsessed with duty disguised as get-it-done checklists. 

Artists, if I can share some medicine with you it's this: Being idle, for an Artist of any craft, is not being unproductive: It's part of the work.

It's not depression if your quiet time feeds your work: It's part of your work.

Artists, musicians, writers in this modern world... chill out! You're not in a slump, depressed, or being anti-social: You're working.

So long as sometime everyday you commit to creating something your time spent in daydreams is time invested in your work.

Daydreams are the fuel for the fire called an Artist.

Don't be ashamed, shut-down, or depressed. Call it work. Make sure you create something everyday and call your daydreams work.

Because they are; every job requires supplies.

Off to restock my own with a dream with the sunrise.

Thanks for reading, dream on purpose, create something, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌞**sun\_with\_face*

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Archaic Slab
### Humanity Wake Up!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/humanity-wake-up/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T23:00:10.000Z
*Tuesday, April 07, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Wonder for breakfast, pictures from The Moon.

At times, do you find it amazing that as far as humanity has come with thoughts and Science, we still have no comfortable way to communicate what dreams are for?

Our hearts beat; we breathe; we all sleep to dream.

What's up with that?

It's not a deep thought. It's basic living.

Life is the process of making dreams real.

That's it.

So I'm glad for astronauts in space for more than Scientific reasons.

Because there's a great team effort, a shared dream made come true, with every trip to The Moon.

But there are so many mysteries still left unsolved, so much to wonder about and find answers for in our everyday Earth-bound lives.

What's a dream for? What's up with Love? Why do stories work?

Basic life questions our words are still in the dark about.

It still sounds odd or alien to discuss dreaming practically. Our lack of focus on something we all have to do to call ourselves alive is worth our notice.

Our physical bodies could lay still and stare at the ceiling or sky for eight hours without sleeping and get the same benefits according to medical science. So how come they can't? Why is sleep obligatory?

Here's a new way of thinking about it:

Whatever Life is, whatever keeps our bodies breathing and hearts beating, we feed and fill ourselves with while we sleep. We call what we ingest dreams. Ancient cultures called it spirit.

Mention spirit to some Scientists and their eyes roll. But all I see when I look at a basic tenant of existence, something we all have to do to survive physically, is neglect from the World of Science.

If a doctor wasn't concerned about your breathing or heartbeat, we wouldn't call them a doctor for long.

Everyone has to dream to exist.

Humanity wake up!

Life is the process of making dreams real.

Take a trip to The Moon for an Epic example of this truth.

Sunrise. Thanks for reading. Dream on purpose and make some real... that's the way to make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Why Read?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why-read/
Last updated: 2026-04-06T13:41:44.000Z
*Monday, April 06, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Why read?

There's enjoyment and learning, but what else?

We navigate the world with an inner conversation. We form language to make the life we sense make sense.

Everyone does.

But not everyone does it well.

This conversation with ourselves is how we shape our lives. We write our life story while we live it.

The stage is set when we arrive. Like an open world video game we travel through life choosing quests and others to team up with.

Just like those games, others have played before, others lived. Some left a record of quests they completed.

This is one reason to read: to learn from others.

To feel life from just experiencing words is the other reason to read. Story and Poetry make this possible.

There is no way to experience all life has to offer while alive. You'd spend most hours traveling attempting that kind of life.

But there is reading.

Readers tend to have the healthiest relationships with themselves.

'Tend to' because some read for amusement only, for distraction.

We read well to know we're not alone...

That this thinking dreaming thing alive within us others have too.

Some share epic tales of Love, Heroics, Adventures. Others crystalize moments of revelation into Poetry.

Always for generosity; always to share.

Some share a catalog of record of thoughts and things that helped them along their way.

Reading is always a conversation with what makes conversation possible.

A poet's thoughts as the sunrises... everyday.

Hope they provide a healthy juxtaposition to other words online. Like your cellphone's picture app, there are many different filters to view the world.

May you find one that serves your greatest dream of life best.

Take care and have that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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***Archaic Slab**
### This First Person POV Adventure
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-first-person-pov-adventure/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:16:58.000Z
*Sunday, April 05, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

The sky is a single cloud misting for dawn. Evergreens line-up to shower in the steam and call the queue the horizon.

Early April, green gathers and rises from the wet.

Mud makes puddles like baker's batter to cook in the sun and crest confections called Life.

The Earth spins her spell called Life Living Alive to feed and keep us going.

Do you think Spring is Mother Nature's favorite song?

The maternity ward is always the happiest place in the hospital.

It's Oh Babies! Season for Mother Earth.

Do you consider the contrast much between your screen life and your out in the world life?

Does it help to remember we power up our phones the way the sun rises everyday? And just like our star: It's lights. It's camera. It's action projected for our witness.

The Sun gives us every sense to experience everyday; our coded screens are still eyes and ears only.

Kinda makes you wonder who coded The Sunshine...

Certainly not an Atheist.

I'd pray for a poet. Romance, Beauty, Art, Love, and Honor are a Celestial Video Game worth the experience.

How's your Life? Leveling up? Spending your weekends doing side-quests?

Maybe unlock a new job ability. Cooking? Painting? Body-building? 

Make some new friends and grow your party dynamics.

Life is actually more like a Video Game than a stage, Shakespeare. But we'll forgive William the overlook for his lack of materials for his metaphor.

People get one life in this first person point of view adventure.

Rack up experience points, finish some quests, save your life while you save The World, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to by the emoji of the day: 🐇**rabbit2*

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Archaic Slab
### The Hues of Morning
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-hues-of-morning/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:56:38.000Z
*Saturday, April 04, 2026*

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Sunrise. Pinks and baby powder blues make a nursery wall of the horizon.

How's your sky?

Dreams make imaginings that want words; words to make living dreams possible.

Making sentences is how we make our dreams come true.

It's always the first step: Getting the words right.

Living a day without a clear understanding of what we're doing is like getting into a car with nowhere to go. There's more to life than 'just driving' your day. 

Where are you going? What would you like to see and do and be?

Words of encouragement and insight will always be Poet's work. Sometimes they fill these morning pages.

...

It's color; it's light.

We rise and wake with The Sun. Our bodies adjust to the change of colors the spin of Our Earth brings.

Do you think The World experiences the light like us?

The hues of morning are groggy and slow.

Noontime shines bright get-it-done right tones over every city, seaside, and town.

Dusk is a hush; The Moon wakes for lullabies.

All of Life is an intricate twirl of sunshine and circles. A choreography of celestial fire dances The World.

The Sun is a composer and conductor of color.

Green is for traffic lights and Spring.

Both mean Go!

Where we are now.

Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Acronyms and Emoji
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/acronyms-and-emoji/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T15:08:26.000Z
*Friday, April 03, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

What about an acronym?

G.M.T.W.F.W?

> "That's a lot of caps first thing in the morning, Wynn."   
> \-A Favorite Reader

True.

How about:

Good morning, Twfw?

> "Yes, that works. Don't forget the circle-slash insignia, though."   
> \-Helpful Favorite Reader

Good point.

So from now on Wonder Fell posts start:

Good morning, Twfw. O/

A one of a kind way to start each day.

One of a kind... like us.

...

A bit of business out of the way, how's the day?

That is business, btw. [Acronyms are in the realm of Poetry, as are emoji.](https://www.wonderfell.org/y-nt-rn/)

'Twfw O/' is a very poetical act of writing.

So is: lol brt otw.

And here you are thinking your texts were just quick and lazy.

Acronyms and emoji make a Poetry of Efficiency. Which is redundant, as Poetry is the epitome of efficiency of language by design.

...

The Pink Moon, the first full moon of Spring, ebbs away.

Calendars are records of cycles of time.

We gather around a campfire to tell stories the way we spin around The Sun to share our lives.

Sun's up. Drab Spring morning, the kind that's good for growing things.

Hope all's well, Dear Reader.

Enjoy Poetry; text some acronyms and emoji, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Music for Your Mind
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/music-for-your-mind/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T15:02:37.000Z
*Thursday, April 02, 2026*

Good morning, the Wonder Fell Way.

Spring rain, sunrise thoughts on the brain   
Echo raindrop splashes on every window pane.

Rhyme is an easy example of what Poetry's power is all about.   
There's lyricism, line length, and punctuation if you want to shout! 

Or go soft...

The harmonies words make in a certain rhythm as you read is the focus of my craft.

Uplifting, motivating, worth wondering about, life affirming words to mirror the sunrise: What Wonder Fell is for...

And each sunrise.

See what poetic language is for yet?

Poetry is music for your mind with words and grammar for its only notes.

Is there a lyrical quality to these lines? Do they lull or lift? It's intentional, you know.

All the things a composer or pop musician has in mind when they write a song goes into the formation of every line a poet writes.

We write to communicate so much these days. But words do more than talk. They sing, too!

Making words sing using only the voice in your mind as you read is my Life's work and Love.

Eight notes make a major scale octave; I've got twenty-six letters and punctuation to make my music.

O/ Thanks for listening.

Words are our greatest gift and responsibility. We're monkeys without them. How you use your language and where, when, and why determines who you are.

It's crucial we remember: Our language is an extension of ourselves.

Who are you? Your words know. Consider them a mirror or selfie.

Take care and make a wonderful day already.

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### Everyone's Uppercase Q
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/everyones-uppercase-q/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T14:16:40.000Z
*Wednesday, April 01, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's it hangin'?

Got your slang on? Singin' your song? All day long?

Here's a morning cup of sunshine to wonder about on this Day of Fools.

Every year a whole day dedicated to the jester. 

No kidding.

A recognition of the importance of Comedy in our lives.

Funny thing about being funny is it's very serious business.

Wrote about that once already though... [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/comedy/).

...

In the spirit of 'Words are Enough,' I changed the aesthetic of the site.

Poets value the shape, form, and rhythm of language as a part of the meaning of a piece of writing.

A blogpost is a kind of poetic form. A picture, a title, a subtitle, the context itself.

The experiment with AI imagery is over for Wonder Fell, but keeping to the form of a blogpost remains.

One cool thing about handwriting is its become a very cool thing to do.

So a screenshot of the first page of the morning journal for the obligatory pic to fit the requirement of the new 'poetic form.'

Handwriting for a header definitely gets AI scratching its Large Language Model head.

There's something more personal expressed through handwriting. It's why journals are best done longhand. Everyone's uppercase 'Q' is uniquely their own.

...

The Industrial Age brought mass-marketed goods. The AI age brings mass-marketed information.

We're headed towards a Signature Economy where individual creativity and nuance is valued above all else.

Art, in all its forms, is to become the only luxury item.

Each of us is unique. How we express that is what creativity is all about.

Our unique witness to The World is what all the Arts give us a means to express.

Artists! AI isn't making you obsolete. It's making you more valuable.

And making sure we stay true to the purpose of Art itself.

Art represents an individual's witness of a Life experience and not a mimicry of other Art.

Each of us filters Life in our own way.

Billions of Large Language Models walk The World. They're called humans. And each has their own unique perspective to share.

Life with all its drama and weather perpetually feeds us prompts to interpret, make literal sense of, and share.

Those who are best at this process are called Artists. Our witness gives The World a new way of sharing, new language to interpret every sunrise.

Take care and have that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧘**person\_in\_lotus\_position*

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Archaic Slab
### The Best Investment
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-best-investment/
Last updated: 2026-03-31T10:54:06.000Z
*Tuesday, March 31, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Peace, a dove; a gift we give to each other, a recognition life matters and so every life matters.

A good life. Everyone wants one. But what is it?

Work you love and the love and respect of people you love and respect.

There's a whole lot of love in a good life.

Today's entry is different than those before.

There's a great discomfort in the air.

Where's it from?

People, good people, all across The Country work harder and harder and what they earn buys less and less.

Prices go up and the value of hard work goes down.

There's no stock market to invest in without workers to make and run the companies.

The better employees are valued the better each company does because the people make the business.

Every Wall Street investment is an investment in the faith of hard working people. The Market is being forced to remember.

The best investment is always in good people.

Of all the things for a poet to be writing about as The Sun rises... economics.

Wow.

Self-awareness aside, how are you?

Affordability making you blue yet?

Feeling unappreciated, perhaps?

Let's focus on what we love that returns it today.

For me that means making sentences, verses, and stanzas.

For you... that's up to you.

Every sunrise brings something new.

Proof positive today.

Take care, do what you love and make a wonderful day already.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧦**socks*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Why
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why/
Last updated: 2026-05-21T14:11:43.000Z
*Monday, March 30, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Let's talk about *why*.

I rarely go personal here. Wonder Fell isn't a memoir or a self-help guide. It's not a coaching manual or advice. I'm no guru. I'm a poet whose experience of adult life was Hell for no fault of his own.

A chronic auto-immune illness, Sarcoidosis, took the opportunity of a decent life from me. After a decade of fighting just about full-time, I beat it into remission. 

Recognizing the value of time, I went to work doing what I love most: Writing. Non-stop.

It was during the time of Co-vid. I put together an anthology of poetry to give to the world.

One morning while driving to one of my favorite spots to write and work on its publication, an SUV travelling over 50 miles per hour broke a double yellow and drove into my driver's seat and lap.

I woke up three days later in an ICU with a host of internal injuries, my left leg split in two, and a medical team waiting for me to remain conscious enough to operate on.

It took me a year to learn to walk again and another two years to fully heal all the nerve damage from the crash.

In the meantime, I worked: [On Wonder Fell](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/), [On New-New Hampshire](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/), [On Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

I've known I'm a poet since high school. But what the Hell is a poet supposed to do in America? Work for Hallmark, teach at a University, or pick up a guitar and start a rock band.

I considered all three, but accepting any is an admittance that poetry is not enough.

The Ancient Greeks, Milton, Chaucer, Blake, Shakespeare, and so many other great minds that helped move civilizations forward disagreed, too.

There's more to poetry than University classrooms, Pharmacy Card Aisles, and lyrics for popular songs.

America's never had an Epic Poet; I had to make my own way.

Wonder Fell is an Epic Letter Poem sent to the Creative Spirit of a Friend every sunrise.

Hey friend. O/ Thank you for reading and sharing it.

I've beat death twice, scientifically so. I believe I've been able to because my dream to share words with you is so strong. And maybe the message inherit in these lines can matter that much.

Humbly, I believe it can.

Beauty, Hope, Love, and Joy... the stations of Poetry are what's missing most from my Country's monologue.

And so, from your life.

There's no self-help, guru guide here... Wonder Fell is what's missing.

Art, Music, Life alive! Where are you? As of late... where are you?

The volume is turned up too loud on the radio to hear the music. That's the state of The Arts in America, at present.

Let's paint, draw, write, and sing tribute to quiet worthwhile moments, to the beauty of a sunrise.

You see, it's a journal of a poet whose only had hope and his desire to share words with you his whole life.

I've been through the worst; it's why I share the best: That's how we rise.

Words worth beating death twice for the chance to share.

I hope you find inspiration here. Life really isn't worth much without it.

Go ahead and have that wonderful day, it's up to you, after all.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📬**mailbox\_with\_mail*

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Archaic Slab
### A Deep Breath of Dreams
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-deep-breath-of-dreams/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:54:18.000Z
*Sunday, March 29, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day?

The first light of dawn, the sky starts to showcase blue.

Sometimes the morning just wants to watch the morning. 

There's no such thing as an idle daydream. Everything matters; everything adds up.

Dreaming is part of living, as necessary as breathing.

Conscious daydreams are taking a deep breath of dreams.

And what are dreams for?

How come you don't know?

All the stories, myths, Scientific theories, and tales live in a place called The Imagination.

Daydreaming is like shopping for a story.

Then, it's like cooking.

We choose ingredients from this catalog of stories from humanity and build our own recipes.

We do this with everything in our lives.

How many of us would like to fly on the back of a dragon? O/

The same ways to imagine yourself dragon-back flying are used to get you to work everyday.

You have to dream it before you can do it.

How are your dreams of your life?

They're the recipes for your day.

This is why daydreaming is so important.

We gather new ingredients by changing what we dream our day means to us.

You can only be as successful as your dreams allow.

There's so much to say on this. It's how I spend much of my days lately... bringing it all to light in an epic called: Colore.

The start of it is [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). A whole lot more is on its way quite soon.

I'll go to it now.

Thanks for reading.

Take care, give care, and make a wonderful day (after you dream one up of course).

#### \~ Wynn \~

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Archaic Slab
### A Working Definition of Paradise
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-working-definition-of-paradise/
Last updated: 2026-03-28T13:26:05.000Z
*Saturday, March 28, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

At it again, these wordy ways with dawn.

Thanks for joining me. O/ 

Things to wonder about to bring magic into your life. There's hundreds of posts [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/mornings-pages/) to help you do that.

Wonder, enthusiasm, awe... we replaced them as a race with hubris, reliability, and probability centuries ago. So much so now even the most beautifully lived life feels quite mundane. 

Too many of us think a robot could live our life better than us... which is an indication our systems are flawed.

There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

It comes to value. How do you define your worth?

After basic needs are cared for, money is only as valuable as the experiences it affords.

So what's up with experience? How are your moments? That's how to rate the quality of your life. 

Do your moments serve your best dream of yourself?

More morning philosophy with your friendly neighborhood poet.

I'd rather write about the sunrise.

Consistent, reliable, punctual: Beauty. It's the aim of this journal to mirror each dawn.

Alarm clocks go off around the Nation. *A world where everyone is glad to wake up in the morning...* sounds like a working definition of Paradise to me.

Maybe you're not a writer, but you have some work you love to do. Start each day with what you love. Even if only for a short time. It matters more than you know that you do. Because the quality of our moments far out passes the quantity of our days in level of importance.

How we live our lives matters far more than how long we live.

Take care, give care, and make today wonderful.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👩‍🎨**female\_artist*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a robot waking up in the morning with sunrise showing in through a window using an indigo color palette.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### And What Is Poetry?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/and-what-is-poetry/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T18:32:20.000Z
*Friday, March 27, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Wind. The evergreens are a cheerleading squad for Spring. A powder blue sky pinches a band of orange pink light to draw the horizon. Lights on. Curtains up. Time for a show called: A New Day.

Let's make it a good one.

...

There's always poetry somewhere in your life. And what is poetry? A song worth singing about; a new witness of events worth new words.

Writing that lyrically expresses life in a novel way is like a new color in your box of crayons. You have a new way to express yourself.

I wonder what the color blue looks like to you, how a C major chord's positive simple harmony cheers up your ears, what lilacs mean to your nose when you know their blooms are around.

We share the World; we see it in our own way. Science speaks to the consistency of matter, not its experience.

That's what our relationships and our Arts are for... sharing our unique witness of the color blue, a C major chord, the scent of lilacs in Spring.

Life alive living Life, you're living it!

What's up with that?

...

Dreamy sunrise thoughts for a poet's morning journal to stretch the word making muscles for the day ahead.

I do hope all is well Dear Reader. And that maybe you've found that the quality of your life rests in how you define it. That perhaps you started defining what things mean to you instead of letting things define you.

Wonder how the relationships in your Life can mean more to and for you, take care, give care, and make that wonderful day already.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌅**sunrise (ofc)*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Optimism for Breakfast?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/optimism-for-breakfast/
Last updated: 2026-03-26T13:20:33.000Z
*Thursday, March 26, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

With the sunrise right on time, a soft rain splashing gutters, feeding Spring.

How's Life, Dear Reader? 

Better than you know, better than you've been told, somewhere... for sure.

Optimism for breakfast? No. It's a common sense we lost sight of. Most of us got it pretty good. Food, water, warmth, a few good friends, the ability to read Wonder Fell. O/

It's what you do with what you have to work with that determines the quality of your day... to some degree.

The part we've left out for quite sometime is that [*how*](https://www.wonderfell.org/how/) you do what you do matters at least as much as what you do.

Any action done with genuine concern for the results brings a good outcome.

So the best advice I've ever come across is: Find work you love and build your life around it. Make doing that your 'job' until you do.

Practical words this morning. Find or make a way to love what you're doing until what you're doing is work you love. Then just do your work. A simple recipe to live a beautiful life.

If making art is what you love, find joy in doing all the things that makes creating art possible. Having food and shelter and supplies are all business expenses for an Artist.

Build your Life around doing what you Love. Consider all your actions during a day. Do they all support your dream?

If not cut them out or redefine them to best serve your best dream of Life... also known as doing the work you love.

Thanks for reading, take care, give care, and make wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐕‍🦺**service\_dog*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of an artist painting a sunrise in Spring using a green color palette.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Welcome to The New World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/welcome-to-the-new-world/
Last updated: 2026-03-28T18:53:54.000Z
*Wednesday, March 25, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A poet's journal, ([and poetry](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)), for a New World.

In case you wanted a TL;DR: There you go. ^

Welcome to The New World. O/

Kinda snuck up on you over the past decade or so, huh?

We could blame the change on a lot of things: Politics, AI, The Internet, The Not- Really-News News, Greedy Billionaires... but there's only ever one reason:

Our words.

How we use our language, and why, is how we shape our world. Text messaging and Internet communication has left us feeling safe from the immediate consequences of our word choices.

Repercussions are still here. They just arrive differently. Consider the daily and nightly news as of late as the repercussions of our new ways to share words.

Send a good message of hope and human consideration to someone online and as soon as it's read it lives in the story of who and what you are.

Troll someone and the same rule applies.

*Breath dissipates; the printed word remains.*

What we write leaves a lasting impression in ways spoken words never could.

Your great-great-grandmother's Facebook nags and loves you from her grave.

The dead talk with us, and walk for us, everyday on screens across the world.

Welcome to The New World: The Land of The Living Dead.

This kind of living comes with a new sense of responsibility; it's a poet's dream come true.

Every text and post made online potentially immortalizes you. 

How's your character? What's your legacy?

Generations from now will know. Anyone who reads you today knows, too.

This is a point of order and a call for responsibility concerning the words we share.

Are you comfortable with everyone else defining who and what your are and what your life can mean? If so, AI your responses and live an inconsequential life.

Or realize you are your own living, breathing Large Language Model with the opportunity to change the world.

In at least some small way we all change the story of each day, everyday we're alive.

What's your contribution to today?

Are you making each day wonderful?

You can; you know.

The words you choose define you. A few decades ago that only seemed to matter in mostly momentary ways... unless you were a writer.

Hey, New World: Speaking is not writing. What you write lasts.

That's one of the great things about it. 

The written word has consequences we seldom discuss. We say the cliché: 'Think before you speak.' But you should at least think twice as long before you post or share text. Those words might last forever... forever defining you.

We get what we give remember. Every time your text or post is read you are giving that to someone. 

So it comes back.

Again.

If you grumbled and complained about a bad day on Monday online, you're still a grumpy nag on Friday regardless how you feel to the person reading it on Friday.

And so goes the state of the Modern World. Reporters, journalists, everyday people stuck in walls made by their walls of text.

A note of caution in today's entry for you to help make sense of the seeming chaos of late. You are responsible for everything you write and share: Forever.

Before you text or post make sure you'll mean it next year or even a hundred years from now.

Take care, give care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌔**moon*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of The World Smiling and waving at the viewer using a gold color palette.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Our Bodies Are Our Apps
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-bodies-are-our-apps/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:51:58.000Z
*Tuesday, March 24, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The Sun starts to show its glow on a dusting of snow The Moon knows about.

Dreams and what The Imagination can do, and is for, is my cup of tea.

And my work.

Your life is a series of the dreams you choose to employ and apply. It's what you have a body for: The application of dreams.

Our bodies are our apps to bring to life the software called our 'self.'

Art and Science mirror Life. All the technology made to make cellphones and AI work have to mirror something already here to exist at all.

The way an initial prompt calls to action every software application is how we live our lives.

Each and everyone of us is a Large Language Model making dreams come true.

And nerds thought they had no use for, or place in, poetry.

Kinda makes you wonder what this substance called dreams is all about.

Random electro-magnetic sparks in our fleshy brains is flat-Earth Science talking.

Antiquated at best.

A better understanding of what all recorded history calls 'spirit' is our next step in evolution.

Science is about to finish the task of making machines to do Science better than any human can.

So, fellow nerds, what's left after all the calculations and measurements are automated?

What dreams are for and can do.

Also known as Art.

Welcome to the show. O/

Let's put all the amazing creations Science made possible to work and make our best dreams come true...

Beautifully.

Just some thoughts this morning on the trend of human thought and where we're headed.

Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕊️**dove\_of\_peace*

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Archaic Slab
### Enter The Poet. O/
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/enter-the-poet-o/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T14:05:24.000Z
*Monday, March 23, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A few hundred first thing in the morning words to help keep us grounded and guided as we shift to a more artificially intelligent world.

Everyday.

From a poet, nonetheless... those whose craft AI can never measure.

There's a unique rhythm of voice and word choice to make new metaphors which cannot be replicated that's intrinsic in poetry.

A new way to see and sense requires new language to express and experience it.

Enter [The Poet.](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/) O/ 

Welcome to Wonder Fell. Stay awhile and read. Remember the world's still a beautiful place when we know where and how to look. 

Thanks for looking. 

...

How's your sunshine?

Like a blue light in a darkroom on a dimmer switch set to low, dawn shows in the night sky.

Wonder Fell's been wanting the past couple mornings. More... something new... a new light... some new arrangement of words?

Perhaps it's the call of Spring doing its thing.

Change! Grow! Live! The song of Spring.

Make it Beautiful one more spin.

Earth's Grow Show now in session.

Expect some changes in Wonder Fell soon.

Aesthetics, perhaps.

I hope all's well with you Dear Reader.

Nothing profound to find here this morning other than Spring's insistence to match Poetry's Commandment: "Make it new."

Maybe it's time for some upgrades in your Life.

Consider it, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏆**trophy*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of a desk on top of the world with a book and a quill on it.*

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Archaic Slab
### Word Count
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/word-count/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T18:25:14.000Z
*Sunday, March 22, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell way.

Welcome back. O/

Another day, some other rays of light to paint the World right.

Slow words this morning... dreams adjust.

How'd you sleep?

...

Years ago when the writing wouldn't flow, I'd force it to. Nothing much useful comes from lines made like that.

Word count doesn't count for much if your words don't count for much.

Let's talk about quality.

There are so many fashions and fads on how to write more, more, more. There's even software designed to write for you. But you can never have anything, or anyone, write something for you.

Using AI to write for you is copying off someone else's paper during a test.

Telling a bot to write you a story like Mark Twain doesn't produce an article of writing. That finished 'story' is nothing more than proof of winning a video game.

Congratulations you entered a successful prompt!

Quality of writing is found in the quality of experience of how you write.

It's why writers prefer quiet places to work; our best states of mind are found there.

I've read many writers consider their best writing comes when they think of it like talking on paper.

But writing and speaking are no more similar than singing a melody or playing it on the piano.

So many more options are available with 88 keys and a pen or QWERTY board than with just a human voice.

Harmony of the notes and words... timing for another.

Back to quality: what it is and how to get to it consistently.

Imagine going to lunch with a good friend you haven't seen in years. You both sit, order food, get comfortable.

Then you each take out your phones, open your Casual Conversations App, type in 'catch-up with an old friend,' sync your phones, and press play.

Your phone speakers chat away while you both drool, stare out windows, and wait for your food....

The point of friendship is *human* interaction. Now, if you both commented and laughed on the mock conversation from the app together that would be a positive life-affirming experience.

Software can never replicate what it means to be human. There's more than flesh and bones to our flesh and bones.

Which is why we communicate... to share those qualities that make Scientists roll their empirical eyes: Our hearts and souls.

Every human being is a living story. Every story is about renewal, growth, and change in the hands of hope. 

So when you write you are communicating a story within a story: This Tale of You.

A writer is a play within a play called Life creating plays.

Quality in writing comes from how well we match the moment of the creation of our words to the state of the moment in our lives.

What's going on with your personal story while you write goes into every word typed.

Words are always wholly representative of the moment they are created.

Say *hello* to a friend, a stranger, a business associate and that same word means something slightly different depending on the relationship.

Get your relationship to writing to best suit your love for the craft. Sit down for romance every time you write. Make love while you make sentences and every word will sound your heart and soul. And perhaps, finally, give Scientists something to measure while they contemplate The Beautiful.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐥**hatched\_chick*

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Archaic Slab
### Have You Noticed?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/have-you-noticed/
Last updated: 2026-03-25T15:32:35.000Z
*Saturday, March 21, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Words of hope, encouragement, and wonder for a new world.

And it is new. 

Have you noticed?

Men and women wanting to be women and men regardless of their bathroom routines. Robots and computers that do our work for us. Software to simulate intelligence. The ability to talk with almost anyone, at anytime, in any Country, in almost any language.

The World is a place for boarders and not borders.

Have you noticed as much, how similar we are?

It all started with the meme.

Different cultures taught for centuries we were so different found out through the use of memes, we're all so very much alike.

We moved on to showing our relationships with cats and dogs and brought the world into our homes in a relatable way.

If The Internet has taught us anything, it's that mothers and fathers the whole world over want the same things for their families.

If we spent as much time helping each other as we do blaming each other, we'd have World Peace in a year.

American politics at present is a very loud microcosm of how too many of The World's cultures have refused to get along as far back as history records.

Quite frankly it's childish greed and limited foresight that cause all the major conflicts of The World.

A survival of the fittest attitude forgets your survival is based on the quality of your environment... forgets the quality of your environment is based on the well-being of others.

Helping care for others is taking care of yourself.

So I send you words of hope, encouragement, and wonder every morning to help myself out, too.

Selfish? No. The way life works.

We get what we give. Plant an acorn you get an oak, not a rose garden.

Blame another for your hardships, you get blamed right back. You don't get a rose garden or a peaceful solution.... any solution at all.

Leaders that blame those they lead poison their own food before they eat it.

Thoughts on The World Stage with sunrise this morning.

Drab sky, clouds for a maybe Spring rain maybe some sunshine.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍿**popcorn*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a dog and a cat shaking paws standing on top of The World using an indigo color palette.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Spring!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/spring/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:48:23.000Z
*Friday, March 20, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Spring! Happy Birthday Life!

The Great Green Grow Show is Go! 

All things rise to fall, then fall to rise. Life is a circle going somewhere. 

Where? Well, if we follow the patterns of how Life works, the answer is: To The Start. 

We start out a dream of Life in our parents and we end as a dream of Life in The World. 

Circles cycle The World around and today is Spring! 

Time for what's new to start its procession to the stage.

Out with the old and in with the new is Nature's way. 

What about you, Dear Reader? What old ways did Winter wash away for you? What new ways will you grow anew?

Time to get planting dreams of this new year.

It all comes down to the light all around.

The angle of the orbit of our sphere determines the seasons of the year.

The connection between light and life is the basis for all life and grossly neglected by Science. 

The Big Bang was a light switch.

All puns always intended.

Deep start of the universe dreams give way to thoughts of buds on bare oak tree branches. Time to bloom while they loom in the first blue hue of Spring's sky.

If the world is a stage, as Shakespeare wrote, today is Curtains up. 

Lights, Camera, Act One... Spring.

Thanks for reading, plant some dreams, take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐝**bee*

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***Archaic Slab**
### Why'd You Forget?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whyd-you-forget/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:45:43.000Z
*Thursday, March 19, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The promise of a new day; it's always kept. What's up with that?

The World spins wishes, hopes, rational thoughts, and Scientific theorems around a star. It doesn't discriminate.

Each and every dream in every imagination has a safe place to turn and churn and yearn to be made real. 

Everyday The Sun rises to make possible a place for your dreams to come true.

And while the words sound inspiring they're just stating the most basic truth.

Why'd you forget?

Did you pick up someone else's dreams of a good life and let yours go?

Sit awhile with yourself and remember yourself.

You are alive for a reason. It's up to you to decide that reason and live your life accordingly.

No one else is responsible for the quality of your thoughts and dreams but you.

Life is the process of making dreams real.

Picking up this pen to scribble some arbitrary lines requires the dream to do so first.

So does picking it up to pen a masterpiece.

The quality of the work is always determined by the initial dream of the work.

Like a prompt fed to an AI bot, your return is only ever as good as your investment.

Your dreams are the prompts you feed this great operating system called Life.

Be clear. Be honest. Be considerate. Be persistent. And watch your dreams return.

The World is a mirror for the dreams you present.

The first robin's song this year... a day early by the calendar. Spring arrives tomorrow.

Take care and have that wonderful day already.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😆**laughing*

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***Archaic Slab**
### An Umbrella for Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-umbrella-for-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:43:10.000Z
*Wednesday, March 18, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Order up. Sunshine divine on the way for breakfast.

If you've ever dove deep into a pool of water and kept your eyes open as you surfaced, you have a great metaphor to match a sunrise.

We surface into the air; we rise into the light. 

Everyday.

In fact, that's what makes a day: We fill with light till noon, then submerge into the dark until the next sunrise.

Night is an umbrella for Day; the Sun showers fire.

...

Something new in today's sunrise...

A group of grackles flew by in formation to announce the change.

Do you know about grackles? They look like small crows who just flew through a rainbow. Wide-eyed in technicolor.

So... what's new with today?

Something good is the sense of it.

Let's keep it something to wonder about until it makes itself clear.

A short entry. Some mornings just want daydreams to sit and consider the sky.

Sunrise is a masterful painter when you view it right.

As always, thank you for reading. Take care, recognize something good when it shows, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍵**tea*
### Do You Think The Earth Thinks?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/do-you-think-the-earth-thinks/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:14:05.000Z
*Tuesday, March 17, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

It's a ridiculous metaphor, though one that sticks every year: Snow like scrubbing bubbles to wash away last year's mess.

Last night heavy rains cleared away what's left of most of the snow. The stage is cleaned and ready for Spring's Green Grow Show.

Do you ever consider such things? Your ancestors did. The answers to so many of your 'whys' are found in such considerations.

We learn from The Earth how best to live in The World. Scrubbing bubbles on kitchen counters to soak away the mess to make a clean space to cook again. Snow to prep the stage for Spring's growing ways.

When we pay attention to the ways Nature helps herself, we learn how to help ourselves.

A curious daydreamer sat by a hillside watching rocks roll down a hill invented the wheel.

This consideration, that we do best when we take what lessons The Earth has to show us and apply them to our own lives, is the basis of Scientific thought.

Humanity views how Mother Nature works and applies the reflection to our own lives to improve our experience living here.

Rain and wind feed her body like food and drink sustain us.

But do you think The Earth thinks? Do you think She feels?

You know your house cat and family dog do. What about our planet?

I know She does.

The Earth, like all of us, is responsive to touch.

I consider Her the greatest of all mothers and treat her as such.

It's a simple thing to do. Let her know She's not taken for granted. Work with Her and not in spite of Her. And every once in awhile let Her know She's Beautiful.

The ways to treat anyone we love are the ways to best care for The World.

Your whole existence depends on Her well-being. A thank you now and then is definitely in order.

Dawn. Lights on. Thanks World for a place to shine.

Take care everyone and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗺️**world\_map*

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Archaic Slab
### A Literal Process
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-literal-process/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T17:26:46.000Z
*Monday, March 16, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Rain. The first light of dawn.

Like the best restaurant waiter comes to ask you how's your meal, so Wonder Fell inquires: How's your sunshine?

Did you get what you hoped for?

With all this wishing upon all these stars, funny how we forget the Sun's one too.

If it's day, there's no reason to search for a star to send your wishes to. Just look up.

If physics has anything to do with making wishes come true, it'll get here faster. The Sun's the granter of dreams closest to us.

Fairytales and daydreams, poetry and an epic poem... words that make lasting change.

Wonder Fell's cup of tea.

...

The only way to ever truly change anything is to update your definitions of your words.

It's the reason for censorship and why poets in cultures long ago were treated with such respect.

Our craft is the only way change sticks.

Evolution, for humanity, is a literal process.

Update your definitions to upgrade your life.

America's been stuck in the muck on some very important words since our inception.

We've debated, we've marched, we've shed blood to prove our points. But none of those efforts instituted a lasting change.

Because the definitions remain.

Freedom, justice, race, equality... are some examples of words stuck in American muck.

The only way to heal our divides of understanding is to institute new stories to grow the definitions of our key Constitutional terms.

It takes poets and artists and musicians to paint a new picture of America to live in.

This is not pie-in-the-sky poet daydreamy thinking. This is the way civilizations are built and endure.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) is a starting point.

So I go back to it.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make that wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛻**pickup\_truck*

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Archaic Slab
### For Your Witness
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-your-witness/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:08:54.000Z
*Sunday, March 15, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Pink lavender covers a band of evergreens to contour line the horizon in the northwestern sky.

We wake; we rise. Our days and lives are bookended in sleep.

Poetic, philosophic, just a poet's journal to announce the sunrise and share words with you that perhaps you forgot or were never told.

> "Go. Go. Go! Do. Do. Do! Achieve!"   
> \- So shouts so often The Modern World.

But where are you going? What are you doing? Who are you achieving for?

Who are you? What are your dreams for?

At some point, and I hope it's early on in life, you pause and consider what life is worth to you.

Unfortunately, so lately, for so many of us that moment occurs late in your life or after some tragedy.

I consider it with every sunrise here.

Maybe you'll join me everyday. The world could use more considerate people.

In fact, the world won't survive unless it gets some more considerate people.

Your life isn't worth anything more than survival and distraction if you never stop and consider its value once and awhile.

There's more to life than fireworks and faster. 

There's Beauty in the world when you're brave enough to notice it... to be it.

If all you see when you see a tree is a heap of molecules, you're missing and forgetting the choreography of those molecules.

Those atoms shake! Those quarks quake! What makes quantum anything dance is my business. Noticing it is your way to a fuller, richer, more Beautiful life.

The World is a great orchestrated dance for your witness.

Recognize it, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛎️**bellhop\_bell*

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Archaic Slab
### The Oak in the Acorn
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-oak-in-the-acorn/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:38:47.000Z
*Saturday, March 14, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the trip? How's the ride on this spherical cruise ship called Mother Earth?

Glad these words found you. Let's put them to use.

...

Reading is medicine when you do it right.

Inspiration, inner calm, peace of mind, focus... all very real experiences to be gained through reading.

Reading helps strengthen your relationship with what poets call your *voice great within*. Think of it like your 'guy-in-the-chair' guiding your hero steps throughout your day.

That voice is you, what you actually are...

The accumulation of so many memories, and stories, and dreams come true, or still left to do.

The idea is trust. 

> "Trust yourself; you know how to live."   
> \- Goethe wrote so many years ago.

It's still true.

Did you know?

No one tells an acorn how to make an oak. How's it know how to be alive?

The same way you do; it's in you.

The knowledge and know-how to live your best you comes pre-installed.

Like every acorn the quality of our growth is determined by how well we utilize our environment to serve our well-being.

You have dreams of what a good day, a good life, looks like for you. Where did those come from?

The oak in the acorn knows.

Your life has a purpose. It's only when we sit quiet with ourselves once and awhile that we remember it.

Sit. Relax. Remember the dreams that won't die. They've been with you all your life. 

Your wishes and wants for a good life... they're called hopes.

*Hope is for acorn seeds and heroes.*

There's only one way to be a hero. You have to hold a hope no one else has the possibility of making real.

Now you know you do.

What will you do?

The choice is yours, hero.

Take care, if you see an oak tree maybe say hello and congratulate it on making an acorn's dreams come true, and make a wonderful day. 

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦌**deer*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of an acorn wearing a superhero cape watching the sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### What We're Able to Share
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-were-able-to-share/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T17:20:59.000Z
*Friday, March 13, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Music. The lay of a line of prose,  
Arose a rose with the sunrise.

Something beautiful washed and woke,  
In the light of something beautiful.

How's your day, Dear Reader?

Does poetry or the cat got your tongue?

Whether it's eloquent verse or a feline's claws that give you pause, make sure to say what's on your mind. 

Share your story of your dreams of a best life with someone in someway today. 

Only what can be shared is called real.

Make your dream of your best life possible and share it.

Reality = what we're able to share.

And so I write dreams and thoughts of wonder so we can all have a sense of The Beautiful back in our lives in a very real way.

...

It's so easy to share our words today. I wonder if we remember and realize what that means on a personal level.

Every post, comment, and troll you place online, or in a text message, represents you every time it's read.

If you had a bad day months ago and vented online about it to The World, you're having a bad day every time someone reads it.

A troll post makes you an unlikeable wretch every time it's read... for the rest of your life and life itself.

Take responsibility for the words you share; you're building yourself.

...

[A Transition Day,](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/) change is in the air.

An interesting bonus to keeping an online journal is it's easily searched. 

A few well considered tags is all it takes.

You can see the progression of your ideas over time.

Cool blue sky, trees stretch and prep for Spring. *A Green Scene Seen* the name of the show about to show.

A somber, reflective, feel in today's sunrise.

Hope all's well, friends. O/

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐳**whale*

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Archaic Slab
### You're a Mirror for Sunshine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/youre-a-mirror-for-sunshine/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T17:17:18.000Z
*Thursday, March 12, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

First time here, or long time friends, welcome and thanks for reading.

Been at this awhile. There's hundreds of sunrises in a row recorded here for you.

My hope is that Wonder Fell reignites some wonder back into your dull scientific life.

You're more than a puzzle to enumerate. You're a fiery sphere of celestial incandescence. You catch and reflect the light. You're a mirror for sunshine.

Didn't you know?

No?

Good thing you have me around then. O/

...

There are only three rules to writing well:

- The first is to be clear.
- The second is to only write what you would love to read.
- The third is to always be honest with yourself that you're following rules one and two.

I often wondered about the lives of poets. The ways they thought about day-to-day living. So many of their biographies are wrote by very un-poetic people.

Poetry emphasizes a conciseness of language. There's not a lot to read though their work speaks volumes.

I suppose it's like a teacher concerned about doing her profession justice, a scientist or architect wanting to do their job well, that's had me wondering.

More important to that teacher, scientist, and architect than the tools and techniques others employed is the manner of thinking of each professional.

What ways were they thinking about life to bring them so much success?

Van Gogh's Letters say so much about every brushstroke. If you're a painter, read some to benefit your work.

Rilke's got his Letters to a Young Poet, but what about the established Poet?

Both those works are looking glasses inside the minds of artists. Our binary blipping enumerated lives are starving for the inspiration and vision found there.

And so... Wonder Fell.

The Ancient Greeks, and every great civilization, revered poets. Doing so is integral to a society's success.

The World's been lacking the kind of attention a poet's point of view brings for a very long time.

I couldn't find it to read anywhere else, so I write it every morning at sunrise.

A prolific lack calls for a prolific poet.

Thanks for reading.

If you're inspired even ever so slightly, I'll consider it a win.

And a pun.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📶**signal\_strength*

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Archaic Slab
### The Experience of Language
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-experience-of-language/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T16:27:29.000Z
*Wednesday, March 11, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Wonder Fell. The title, the first line, a single sentence, a descriptive phrase, a TL;DR: of what occurs in this journal every morning... a place where wonder falls with the sunlight.

A pun, too... because: Poet. O/

Thanks for reading.

...

Of course our intended meaning of each word matters while we write, but the size, shape, and rhythm of our syntax does too.

We call the umbrella Lyricism; poets and songwriters share the dry in the rain space with purpose, but so do you.

The rhythm and sound of our language adds to its meaning. Think of a Pop Song to understand.

Poets, unlike popular musicians, rely on the voice in your head to be our only instrument.

There is a lyric quality to all writing. Poets focus on it directly.

But the rhythm of our words affects our day-to-day life as much as it does in a rap song.

Now, I'm not suggesting we should all go around speaking and writing in metric verse. I'm saying we already, most certainly, do.

The syllables and sounds we choose shape our breath to shape our message.

A punctuation exercise shows this truth:

*Yes. Yes? Yes!* 
*OK. OK? OK!* 
*Sure. Sure? Sure!*

Even a one word answer meaning the same thing means something different based on the sounds and syllables of the speaker-writer.

The cadence of language is part of the experience of language. There's no need to focus on it. Be aware of it though, while you edit your work to help your writing.

It's like playing a song by ear. When we write and speak we listen to our inner voice and then shape it with the instrument called words.

Writers, if something sounds off in your prose and you're sure the words are right, now you know why. The rhythm of the sentence doesn't match the metronome of the message.

Poets don't waste words; novelists tend to.

Readers want to move the plot along while many authors describe the drapes.

If the curtains help set the stage, give insight into the character's state of mind, or foreshadow things to come... describe away!

Every word and rhythm of phrase should serve the story's success or cut it out.

...

One interesting aspect of Wonder Fell is not knowing. Every morning I sit and write what's on my mind with the sunrise.

That's the intent.

History has little record of the personal ways of Poets. People made so much up. Fish stories... most of it.

Wonder Fell is a getting to know you session with a living poet. I never would've started it had I thought it would become one. The task sounds too vain. But I see now the importance.

How artists think and feel and experience the world is sorely lacking from our day-to-day experience.

AI is not making the artist's way obsolete; it's making every other way obsolete.

A prompt is a very poetical thing to write, indeed.

There's plenty of writing on [AI](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/) and [Science](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/science/), and how AI will soon do all our Science for us, on Wonder Fell.

Back to the sunrise. Uneventful blue sometimes wispy cloud pre-Spring sky.

Nice day for a nice day kind of nice day.

Take care and make it a wonderful one.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎠**carousel\_horse*

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Archaic Slab
### Honest Witness
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/honest-witness/
Last updated: 2026-05-17T13:58:50.000Z
*Tuesday, March 10, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Words like a witch's spell to cast wonder back into your day.

What happens while we read is a kind of magic. The process has the potential to completely change your life. 

Words are humanity's greatest skill. Everything else about us is not-so-hairy-monkey-stuff without words.

So I write to focus on what's best about us to help bring about what's best about us.

There's medicine in every sunrise.

Did you know?

Dawn isn't an alarm clock; sunrise sounds a symphony.

Every morning.

This isn't optimism. It's honest witness.

Do you enjoy watching an Artist paint a picture?

Every morning The Sun fills and floods our day with color, so you can live in a masterpiece.

The Sun is a Master Artist who paints on sphere shaped frames.

I like to believe The Earth is our star's favorite work. How about you?

Every painter is an understudy of our supernova.

Light grey gradient of cloud cover this morning, sure to give way to an unseasonable warm blue sky.

Hope all's well, Dear Reader.

If not check a sunrise or two and see your life brand new.

The Sun creates a new masterpiece every morning to live in.

Whether you've been too distracted to notice, or no one ever told you... so do you.

Take care and color your life wonderful.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎉**tada*

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Archaic Slab
### How's Your View?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/hows-your-view/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T19:11:10.000Z
*Monday, March 09, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Pink band of mist lines the horizon line of evergreens, gives way to a grey soon to be blue sky.

How's your view?

Winter sets the stage for Spring.

Do you consider Nature much?

You should. She's your house and your body.

Nature works in certain ways. Science does its best to enumerate her but leaves out adjectives, and so is incomplete.

Why every bird sings a different song at every new dawn, why dogs are inspired to play, why laughter feels so good, are all in my neck of the woods to make language for.

Poet-philosopher... just a guy who loves to write with some observations and cares to share with a world that could really use remembering them.

Thanks for reading. O/

There's more to Life than can fit on a screen.

A short entry to remind you you're made of the same stuff as the sky.

Consider it, how it works, how you work, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍀**four\_leaf\_clover*

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Archaic Slab
### Before the Start of the Show
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/before-the-start-of-the-show/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T16:18:30.000Z
*Sunday, March 08, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Clocks jumped ahead one hour to remind us of the agreeable nature of Time. 

Not that you always get along with what the time is, but that Time itself, how we measure it, is something we all agree upon.

The Sun rises and sets. Numbers are only a human convention so we can better discuss what the light means to us when we witness it.

Deep thoughts and dreams first thing in the morning. Sentences to wonder about. The Sun rose; wonder fell.

Dawn. There's more Spring than Winter in this morning's sunlight.

Adjectives ride every ray: hopeful, encouraging, inspiring, nourishing... light alive for breakfast. Spring!

Mother Nature's grow-show is about to begin.

That's the feel of today's sunrise, anticipation in the theatre before the start of the show.

Snow drips to splash drops off every rooftop into gutters around the town.

...

How's the sound of your prose, Dear Writers?

Do you ever consider it?

The rhythm of each sentence is as important for a story's success as are your word choices.

When you read through your writing and something doesn't sound or feel right, that's the wrong note in a symphony. Get it in tune or get it gone.

Some helpful words to my prose and essay writing friends from your friendly neighborhood poet. O/

Lyricism matters at least as much to the voice in our heads as we read as it does to our ears.

My thoughts and work still focus on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). 

Back to them. 

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏆**trophy* 

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Archaic Slab
### The Answer is Beauty
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-answer-is-beauty/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T15:52:49.000Z
*Saturday, March 07, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Thaw. Temperatures start to rise.

Spring springing its sprung mists from snowbanks to water every tree from the ground up.

...

What's the use of Beauty? It's part of my Life and Livelihood to celebrate and share it, so what's the point?

Many morning entries touch on what's up with [The Beautiful](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/).

But why should you care?

You could, of course, plug your wants and ambitions into some AI software and follow day by day the Large Language Model's replies everyday all day and live a respectable, quite un-beautiful, though successful and unfulfilling Life.

You'd be better off jumping off a bridge without a bungee cord than attempting to live without a place for The Beautiful in your Life.

The experience of beautiful things is a recognition of the harmony of coexistence.

Certain notes come together to make a certain pleasing chord. 

It's the same with all acts of creation.

Certain words arranged in a particular manner evoke unique responses in a reader. It's my cup of tea; my Life is built around bringing forth Beautiful recognitions through words.

When words bring about a certain harmony between author and reader we call the experience: Beautiful.

How are we doing? O/

We shape our dreams in the same way we read: Words label clouds of imagination to rain down ideas.

The experience of making a dream into a reality is nowhere better reflected than while we read.

This is the human process AI seeks to emulate.

The important question here is why.

Why do we make language at all?

The answer is Beauty.

To build harmonious relationships with ourselves and Life.

There is so much more to say on this.

A lot is here already on Wonder Fell.

Type in a keyword of something of interest in the search bar.^ 

Chances are there's a tag for that.

Making labels (and tearing them down) is a Poet's business after all.

Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍇**grapes*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of flowers under an evergreen tree during a misty dawn in New England.*

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Archaic Slab
### There's Nothing In The Way Anymore
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/theres-nothing-in-the-way-anymore/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:26:03.000Z
*Friday, March 06, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Slush. Freezing rain. Snow. Sleet. Mush. Slush. Mush.

Still sunshine Divine.

How's the day? O/

Hope your weather suits you.

On with our show...

...

There's nothing in the way anymore.

What if you knew that, certainly knew that, to be true? That there's nothing in the way of living your best you.

What would you do?

Dear Reader, when all your dreams can now come true, what would you do?

Take the first step towards that today.

Why let anything get in your way?

Why give away Life's most precious gift to you... to have a dream and make it come true?

When you're truly committed the only thing that can get in your way is giving up your commitment. 

So Keep Going. *The only way to ever lose is to stop.*

Reevaluate and make your best dream of your best life better each day, but keep the dream going.

Make the best dream of yourself like the sunrise: Reliability itself and always Beautiful with a touch of wonder and magic.

Words of inspiration with Today's Dawn. Lights on, game on.

You see, it's all about relationships: to your work, your friends, your partner, yourself, your tasks; that define the quality of your life.

Our relationships come down to the quality of the stories we invest in the circumstances in our lives. 

How can what's in your life better help to serve your best dream of Life?

Change its storied meaning for you and you change its value in your life.

It's the only way to win seeing your best life come alive.

As always, thanks for reading, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🖱️**three\_button\_mouse*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a hero on a hilltop watching the sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### AI Breaks On Poetry
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-breaks-on-poetry/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:27:15.000Z
*Thursday, March 05, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day?

Hopeful with a chance at Beautiful?

That's a forecast worth waking up to.

When good people are silent... the TLDR of almost every Newscast for the past decade.

So Good People, why so silent so sudden?

Are you speaking and not being heard?

Is there a redirection of your every good intention? Are your hopes, dreams, and ideas of a good life stuck in a game of Telephone called The Internet?

Is what's best about you being twisted to serve what's worst about us?

It's your words, Good People. Others think what you say and share is their property to twist how they please. Some twist with good intentions; they're the most dangerous.

Your words are filtered through a collaborative translation machine called AI. It's a very Scientific Smart thing to do.

The issue is in what Science lacks. There's more to the human heart than beats per minute. There's more to the words you use than empirical data.

AI breaks on Poetry; I had to stand up in a big way.

Perhaps you're just reading me for the first time. How have I gone unseen for so long?

Our AI algorithms break on Poetry. Grok, Palantir, Ms. Copilot, Claude, Gemini, GPT and on and on... don't know (nor ever will) the value of Poetry.

Because Poetry makes Artificial Intelligence possible.

Poetry is the art of the way language works.

AI creating, or even understanding, a poem is like trying to bite your own teeth.

The very thing necessary to do the task is what it relies upon to do the task.

How to remain a Ghost online sharing words people want to read?

Write poetically in a style all your own.

If its never been done or said in a certain way, AI has no container for it, no matching label.

Be as genuinely human as you can be in a new way online and you might as well be wearing a cloak of invisibility.

So, My Dear Human Reader, I do ask if you find value in the words on Wonder Fell that you good old fashioned tell someone you know about them.

Algorithms are no true friends of poets; we're too busy making them possible to be recognized.

A poem is a certain structure of language intended to produce a certain image in a reader's mind to evoke a certain emotional human response.

AI is a certain structure of language intended to produce a certain image called: The Correct Response.

*The issue with correct is it's never right.*

Correct is stuck in the past. There's no room for growth.

AI is a prisoner of the past.

Language, Poetry, Art Alive! is always right now.

People since the dawn of stories referenced the words from our past to help as guideposts to understand today.

The point of language is to use yesterday to make a better today, not to use yesterday's words to make another yesterday: A.K.A.: The Problem with AI.

Sun's up. Spring's texting Winter: brt otw.

Blue skies with white linen bed sheets for clouds. A few songbirds ring the wake up bell.

Take care, share some Wonder Fell, and make a wonderful day. O/

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎩**tophat*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person writing on a computer screen with a quill at sunrise outside.*

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Archaic Slab
### A Ghost Tending a Fire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-ghost-tending-a-fire/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T12:41:13.000Z
*Tuesday, March 03, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder... fell Way.

Welcome to Life. O/

Maybe no one welcomed you before.

How inconsiderate of them.

Quite a show we've got set up here.

There's no definitive how-to manual on how to live your best one. It's more an on-the-job training type situation here.

But there is help.

Those that lived before you left guides to help you along the way.

We call them *Books*. They're how we speak with the dead.

Life is all about right now. So, everything you read comes from someone, some form of someone, that no longer exists.

Another thing about Life... to be alive means you're constantly changing, constantly growing, constantly rearranging your parts.

Which means you're never completely the version of yourself you were a day, or even a moment, ago.

You're an agent of change, always shifting and growing. You're fire... always rearranging its parts to be what you are.

Who are you then?

You're the part of you that decides what to do with the fire you inherited: A ghost tending a fire.

Sunrise again. Like you, I catch and capture it to make myself.

All Life undergoes its own process of photosynthesis.

This morning look to the sky, thank our lucky star for making everything possible, feel some wonder, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😆**laughing*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a ghost tending a fire at sunrise.*
### Mozart in a Mosh Pit
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/mozart-in-a-mosh-pit/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:26:49.000Z
*Monday, March 02, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

...

The power of words, what this site is all about.

What language is for and how it works (and perhaps why) is the common thread in everyone of these journal entries.

Words are the work and the instrument of poets. 

In case you wanted to know what poets were up to: Now you know.

If we all required a violin to communicate with each other, we wouldn't talk too much about violins.

And so, we don't talk too much about language.

In that violin fluent world, those whose work focused on making sure the instruments were able to express all they can by staying in tune would be called poets.

Regardless how well-trained they are, a musician can only ever sound as good as their instrument allows.

When our words are out of tune with our hearts the whole world sounds dissonant.

How's your language? Do your words best represent you?

A Mozart symphony in a Heavy Metal blaring all around mosh pit is still beautiful though unheard.

And so the state of so much language today... Mozart in a Mosh Pit.

There's a time and a place for Heavy Metal. To only play it all day long is to miss out on so many other expressions of what it means to be alive.

A one note symphony cannot exist.

The World is nourished by harmony.

Sun's up. Soft light, the hard caws of crows. 

A poet's morning journal in an infantile Internet Age: Mozart in a Mosh Pit.

Thanks for reading.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕯️**candle*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a violin on a table on a hill at dawn.*

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Archaic Slab
### Dawn and Something New
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dawn-and-something-new/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:04:41.000Z
*Sunday, March 01, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

New month, new tag,  
What's in the bag?

Wonder, of course.

Glad you're here.

On with our show...

...

So many mornings like this... this journal at sunrise. 

Every entry has two things in common: Dawn and Something New.

Fire is in a state of perpetual change.

The Sun always makes everything new.

Every turn of the sphere brings a new batch of light here.

Dawn's first rays... what will you do with today's new batch of fire?

You see, wonder is always available to be part of your consideration.

We swim in an ocean of fire and call it light.   
Do you think fish know they're soaking wet?

There is so much more to dream about, to know, to do, to make new.

It's why wonder is so important... like The Sun's fire it makes everything new by coloring The World in a new light.

Somedays there's themes. Today is one word: New. It wants to be in every sentence.

Wonder what that's all about?

Take care, thank you for reading, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🆕**new*

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Archaic Slab
### A New Stew
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-new-stew/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T17:01:07.000Z
*Saturday, February 28, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

What does today want to say?

That's the first thought after the date and first line every morning.

Like The World spins around for the same reason a cook stirs the stew, everyday the ingredients of Life come together to make it new.

Everyday is a new stew of light.

How's it taste? What's the texture? What flavor is today's sunrise?

Really. 

Because they're all different.

The stories we choose to ingest and share determine our experience.

So what are you reading, what are you listening to? How do you take your light?

Do you share it well? Does it support your idea of a good Life?

The stories available to us in our thoughts exemplify what we allow to be possible in our lives.

I was going to go into the ridiculous topic of the rift between Science and Religion, but dawn showed a new light and earned my attention.

Stories and their ways rule The World. The way of Story is The Divine Algorithm of Life. Science and all other Faiths are under its umbrella.

Many mornings want to discuss it.

[They're here.](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/science/)

This morning wants to relax and enjoy the view of a new day.

As always, thanks for reading, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍯**honey\_pot*

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Archaic Slab
### On Words and Birds
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/on-words-and-birds/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T15:49:30.000Z
*Friday, February 27, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Context. 

Do the words you say mean what the words you mean say?

Are you understood?

Hello again, btw. O/

...

There's one rule when it comes to writing and speaking and that is: To be clear.

A focus on clarity of expression in Art and Life is the best gauge of success in communication.

We have a sentiment, the reaction causes a dream, we shape the dream with words to form an idea, we share our idea with our body to give The World.

Basic Being Human 101.

The point in the process where dreams get words to become thoughts is the focus and livelihood of Poets.

The success of Poetry is foundational to the success of humanity.

Imagine a World without language and then agree with me.

It's why Poets often get the reputation of being lost in daydreams; we're at work. We're circumspecting the dreams themselves to see what words serve them best.

Most people have word choice on a kind of auto-pilot. This is a good thing.

Most of the time.

There are aspects to your Life you wish to change. There's only one way to do that: Use new language.

Every word is a storehouse of potential experience.

If your words aren't meaning all they could, they're not meaning all they should.

Check your words; change your life.

...

Not a change of subject, a reminder this is a morning journal... The songbirds arrived! The first true sign of Spring in the air this morning.

Birds will always be the most accurate meteorologists and calendars. They're survival depends on it.

This morning, days after a blizzard, the arrival of songbirds to signal Spring. Time to start the green grow show.

If birds don't interest you in the slightest, please charter a rocketship and go destroy some other planet.

Surely, you must at least think an eagle in flight is worth some consideration.

Songbirds at sunrise! Spring!

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪄**magic\_wand*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of songbirds in a tree at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### You See You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-see-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:56:50.000Z
*Thursday, February 26, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Nice day. Glad you're here.

How's your World view? Tried and true? Green, Brown, and Blue?

We do our best to live in this place, get our acts together, call it The Human Race. But it's really just a bunch of stories to help us survive the weather.

When we discover how The World works, we discover how we work.

That's where to find the compassion in Science.

Life is a mirror; consider the reflection.

The World mirrors back You in everything you sense.

Even every scientific theory reads differently to every pair of eyes.

What do you see when you see The World?

I know.

You see You.

So I write and witness the sunrise. Everyday something so reliable is something so Beautiful.

Though our rulers can't measure why... there's always hope in our celestial star.

If your life seems to lack some luster, if you're feeling down-trodden or off, set your alarm clock a little early for a couple of days and watch the first rays of dawn.

The World is your mirror remember and there in the sky is a shining star making everything possible and making it Beautiful.

Everyday.

Take care, thanks for reading, and have a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😹**joy\_cat*

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Archaic Slab
### For a Checklist Some Other Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-a-checklist-some-other-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T15:22:05.000Z
*Wednesday, February 25, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Daylight expands as Spring draws near. The lights are on longer in our house called The Earth.

How's Life? How's your vibe?

Getting it done? Having some fun?

Both and at the same time is my hope for you.

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), change in the air.

Business practical thoughts best suited for a checklist rather than a journal want words this morning.

For years there was a clever quote:

> "The only thing a checklist ever makes is another checklist."   
> \- O/

But checklists are helpful.

It comes down to the power of writing.

When we write something we take it out of the realm of Imagining and make it real.

Writing something down is a great way to start or continue making a dream come true.

Even if that dream is Do the Laundry.

Really. In the realm of Checklists there's no difference between Go Grocery Shopping and Live My Best Life.

Checklists don't discriminate.

The modern day checklist is a poetic form.

If you ever wondered about what all the fuss was about with metric verse and the shape of poems, consider the form and power of the modern checklist.

...

People in casual pointed conversations back in Shakespeare's day used an iambic pentameter way of speech to express themselves.

Today we're more trochaic in our everyday speech. I blame coffee and Tyger, Tyger get-it-done, interactions for the change.

The emphasis of each beat in every pop song, rap song, poem, and everyday conversation sets the mood of the presentation.

In language and life lyricism matters.

The difference between a Writer and a Poet is a Poet considers the sound and shape of the syntax as a means of communication.

I wish more writers were of aware of it.

Musicians know when you want to express action you go staccato. You. Get. It. Done.

The best novelist's longest sentences are for a character's introspection. Their shortest conduct action, often in a trochaic fashion.

Perhaps I'll write a short guide on the use of metrics in modern day text.

Something for a Checklist some other day.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📖**book*

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Archaic Slab
### I'm Concerned About You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/im-concerned-about-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:37:04.000Z
*Tuesday, February 24, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Post-blizzard blues got you forgetting your shoes and looking for your boots?

Enjoy the easy illumination the reflection of snow brings to The World and brighten up your attitude.

Glad you're here.

Though it's never been said before, I know you'll find it true when you look; every cloud looks like a flying snowbank in flight.

If you think real hard about it, maybe flex your Science muscles some too, you'll understand: That's exactly what a cloud is.

New ways of looking, listening, and sensing The World... an Artist's cup of tea.

There's a potted rose by where I write. Not so long ago it wasn't doing so well. Most would have given up on it and tossed it away.

But I remember something so many seem to forget: Every flower, tree, and every thing alive, wants to grow... wants Life alive!

Why put the rose out of its misery when just a little care, water, and sunlight can bring its rapture?

Life wants living. How we sometimes forget...

Don't you ever wonder why a seed wants to grow? Why that dream you've had since you were young still wants to be true?

They're both within each seed, sapling, and person, for the same reason: To give substance to a dream.

I'm concerned about you. Concerned you'll let dry felt obligations drown out what's truly remarkable about you.

All the noble, wonderous, life-affirming dreams you have... please do yourself and The World justice and see to it you make at least a few real.

Be your best dream of yourself everyday.

Build your best dreams the best you can with what you have to work with everyday.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧑‍⚕️health\_worker

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Archaic Slab
### Why I Went Ghost
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why-i-went-ghost/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T19:02:40.000Z
*Monday, February 23, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

March's 'in like a lion' is about a week early. Snow, wind, blizzard-like environment for some of the Eastern United States. 

Winter waves hello to Spring with post game party highlight reels.

Hope your weather is well... at least worth a poetic description or two.

Every morning for about a year and a half, I wrote down the sunrise at sunrise.

It's a back to basics exercise... a modern day Walden, of sorts.

Why I went Ghost... to remember with all this social media madness, all this distorted News, what living deliberately is all about.

Waking up to do the work you love is the best reason to wake up at all.

No alarm clock needed.

Sounds ideal to most, but after fighting for remission and winning, then beating Death and learning to walk again, I believe ideal sounds fair to me.

Do you give yourself enough credit?

You should; you've been through a lot.

There's this helpful habit called shaking it off I picked up a longtime ago. 

The only issue with using it often is not giving yourself enough recognition for your accomplishments.

So I'm doing that this morning.

- Chronic auto-immune illness that took over a decade and a half of a healthy adult-life from me: Beat into remission. Check.
- SUV at over fifty mph that broke a double yellow and landed in my lap in my driver's seat flat-lining me dead, snapping my left leg in two, and damaging multiple nerves on my left-side: All healed and walking again. Check.
- Dream to share words of hope to help the World and my Country as often as I can that I've had for decades: O/ Check.

Give yourself some credit and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎓**mortar\_board*
### AI and The Arts
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ai-and-the-arts/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T13:16:13.000Z
*Sunday, February 22, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder...fell Way.

Early as these things go. More snow on the way. Phone screens talk about the weather. The calendar just turned to tomorrow in California. Welcome to Today, West Coast. O/ 

Time, Weather, Art, Music, the power of language, what dreams are for, the necessity of morality in stories, the Faith of Scientists, Peace, Love and the positive growth for us all AI makes possible: Some topics of this journal. 

Thanks for reading.

On the topic of AI and The Arts... Artists, Musicians, and Writers, here's how AI is good.

We return to value Art because making it is what makes us human.

The sound and experience of a person in any room with you playing a violin can never be replaced by any speaker. Every note, word wrote, and brushstroke of every hand is an extension of the Artist.

Your whole life story is in every word you share. That's [the Ghos+ Point](https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/) discussed on this site.

What we create is an extension and reflection of ourselves. 

*Mona Lisa paints Leonardo every time she's seen.*

Writers refer to the experience as: Our Writing Voice.

I refer to it as: O/

Who's waving to you?

What's your experience of me?

The circle-slash is my profile pic for a reason. It's how you view me through my words, through these symbols.

We do this with all we create.

Every note, brushstroke, and word shows The World who we are.

AI is a translation, a collaborative one, of what you wish to express.

Relying on AI to express anything for you is like having a translator follow you around a foreign Country that speaks an unfamiliar language. It's at least a step removed. And like that game of telephone... is your message, and meaning, being truly received?

The translator is helpful only until you learn the language and can clearly communicate your Self.

View The Arts as a foreign language. AI can help you learn to speak and communicate Artistically, but never wholly. AI is always a step away. AI is always second hand News. 

Art must be an experience shared directly by one individual through the medium of their choice.

If someone or thing is telling The World what you mean, then you're not showing Life you... only another's interpretation.

Trusting AI to make Life decisions for you means surrendering your Life to Committee Rule.

We let a select view of the history of certain information dictate how we live if we give all our decisions to the collaborative translations of AI software.

Consider AI advice only, think for yourself, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐘**elephant*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of The Mona Lisa with a paintbrush in her mouth.*

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Archaic Slab
### On Irony
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/on-irony/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T13:17:24.000Z
*Saturday, February 21, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder...fell Way.

When tomorrow becomes today and starts to play anew, again, anew.

What's new?

Winter waves goodbye with a snowfall or two. The view out every window is a Baker's display, icing on every tree and fencepost.

Dawn. Lights on. Snow sugar crystals shine back the sunrise.

It's not optimism; it's observation.

The certain ways of poets and artists of seeing The World have laid quiet for so long. 

The consequences of which are our nightly News.

Comedians do their best to lighten up the language of what's going on. 

But it's not enough.

There's more to funny than being funny.

There's laughter funny and there's remarkable curious funny.

The latter is in the realm of Wonder.

O/

Irony is the realm of poets.

What's ironic can be worth laughing about, so poets and comedians get along well as a rule.

Irony is the display of the power of language. That words have to have agreed upon definitions to be of any value, yet they can mean something more, or something else, is the ultimate act of irony.

We grow; we evolve and so does our language. That we depend so much on something for our survival that is transitory by design is irony manifest.

Academic words at dawn... the sunrise loves to shine on cake frosted trees.

I'd rather write about deserts than the function of Irony, but my craft is an endangered species due to the misunderstanding of its necessity.

Every single word hopes to mean more.

Did you know?

Love is always looking for definition.

That one you're familiar with.

But all language is like that; it grows with the times.

Even Scientific theories adapt and grow.

Newton lives in a new town since Einstein came around. New words gave new definitions to old words and changed his zip code.

The work of poets. What both Newton and Einstein did was to use the language of Science to commit acts of Poetry. E = mc2 is using old words to shape and share a new dream. Also known as: Poetry. 

The practical use of poetry is easy to see in a word like Freedom.

Our agreed upon definition needs an update.

At least a reminder.

Going to enjoy the view. 

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ❄️**snowflake*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person looking out a window at sunrise watching the snowfall while holding a cupcake.*

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Archaic Slab
### My Business
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/my-business/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:33:52.000Z
*Friday, February 20, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Beauty, Truth, and Love.

Joy forever, what sets you free, and what conquers all.

Otherwise known as: My business. 

The work and responsibilities of The Poet.

Keats wrapped (rapped, too) Beauty and Truth into the same definition.

Beauty, though, is the measure of a successful expression of Truth.

Truth is the way of The World.

Every seed has a best bloom within, every person a best life.

The closer we are in accordance to living our best life, blooming our best bloom, the greater our level of Beauty.

There's a dream within all living things that wants expression. It's called Life. And like an Artist, the better that dream is shaped and shown the more Beautiful the work appears.

The more clearly expressed the dream; the more beautiful the work of Art.

The clearer our expression of The Dream of Life; the more Beautiful our Life is.

The World, too, expresses The Dream of Life. Science measures Earth's consistent attempts with numbers and figures, only repeatable because The World keeps working in a certain way.

You lift your phone and touch the screen to view it in a certain way that works for you, but there are many other ways to accomplish the same thing.

The same with choices The Earth makes. She does the ways She knows work best.

We could learn a lot from The Earth... how to better our lives. She's been at this Life thing a long time.

*Science is Faith in Earth's consistency.*

Good old, older than old itself, Mother Earth.

Ways of thinking that show up more in [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) further down the story's road.

Thanks for reading and wondering. Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍩**doughnut*

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Archaic Slab
### Happy day, On the Way
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/happy-day-on-the-way/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:21:48.000Z
*Thursday, February 19, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A healthy way to start your day.

Glad you agree. O/

Happy day, on the way.

How do we know sometimes?

It's a question I often ask each morning. All the sunrises in this contained environment, hundreds of them, what remarkable do they have in common?

Every sunrise brings a new experience.

Celestial fire never casts the exact same ray.

The Sun is a consistent agent for what's new.

Today our star is pouring happy in my neck of the woods.

I hope similar light finds you in a similar way to receive it.

...

Speaking of Hope... I've got the structure to Colore just about finished. Assembling [New-New Hampshire](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/), cleaning, and redesigning Wonder Fell took precedence.

In big literary circle language, a story (especially an Epic) has to be cathartic as well as didactic.

In more humane language, an Epic has to make you feel something and teach or remind you that you know something.

Shakespeare and The Ancient Greeks did it best. Aesop and The Brothers Grimm weren't too shabby at it either.

It's been a long time since humanity had any new tales that dealt with morality directly.

The result of which is the state of our current American News Media.

*We can only ever be as good as our stories allow.*

Time for some new stories to help heal our News stories.

Take care, enjoy your particular sunshine, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⭕**o*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of The Smiling Sun rising over a woody landscape.*

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Archaic Slab
### Making Art is a Physical Exercise
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/making-art-is-a-physical-exercise/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T14:52:43.000Z
*Wednesday, February 18, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sun's up, prophetic dreams, a long sleep.

Glad you're here. O/

There's much to share, where to begin? How to prioritize?

The real questions we often call writer's block.

Artists of all endeavors, it's not a block or a lack of anything to say... it's an abundance.

You simply have so much you want to say and share. The feeling isn't a block. It's a question of where to begin.

It's the reason for my tagline at the beginning of each entry.

It takes the guesswork out; it's a round of warm-up catch before the game.

Seeing as it's first thing in the morning, stretching these writer muscles is a good idea.

It's routine; it's ceremony. 

Perhaps if you often find yourself in what's called a creative block you might try it out.

Develop your own ritual of sorts, your own pre-game warm-up.

Making Art is a physical exercise, after all.

Lean on what you love.

When I'm stuck with over-abundance, I write about writing. Eventually the focus on the physical act I'm doing leads to more topics for description.

Like how I began this entry with the phrase: 'prophetic dreams.'

Something my imagination faculties weren't 'warmed-up' enough to write about yet.

But here we are.

Sometimes the dreams while we sleep sew tapestries so clear of incongruous moments of our lives. A childhood friend shows decades later in a meaningful situation.

*Dreams are evidence that there is an experience of existing outside of time.*

See, my poetical waking self wanted to write that, but my poetic muscles weren't warmed-up enough yet to do so.

Start writing, doodling, smearing paint Artists! Remember you love this stuff.

Good ideas, brilliant imaginings, will show... but only by working.

Remember daydreaming is part of the job; it's shopping for supplies.

Take time to wander so you can work and have a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📈**chart\_with\_upwards\_trend*

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Archaic Slab
### The Flower You've Sown
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-flower-youve-sown/
Last updated: 2026-03-16T16:42:45.000Z
*Tuesday, February 17, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's your story, Morning Glory? O/

A flock of European Starlings with a group harmony call like an 8-bit video game soundtrack landed on a large oak by the house yesterday to signal Spring.

Birds are the best meteorologists regardless what Scientists and Groundhogs say.

A migratory flock's survival depends on them getting the forecast right.

The more populated the species of migratory bird, the better they are at forecasting.

Birds and birdsongs... excellent material for a morning journal.

Birds are one of those things you don't know how fascinated you are with already until you show some interest in them.

There's wonder in wings in every sky.

There's a child-like joy and awe for every eagle in a glide, every great horned owl spotted on any tree top at dusk.

We share the space with so many we ought to be better neighbors.

European Starlings are mothers and fathers, too.

Compassion from humanity, migratory birds, and every beast keeps the World breathing.

It's not sentimental; it's common sense.

The phrase: 'Survival of the fittest' is read wrong.

Looking out for number one doesn't ever accomplish anything but Dead and Alone.

Life is about the relationships we keep... with ourselves and The World.

A gardener is never alone; there's a story in every bloom and vine.

Every flower's beautiful is an echo from its seed: "Thank you for caring."

The Beauty of flowers is a recognition of gratitude from Life itself.

"Now you're living right," Mother Nature says, as She hands you the flower you've sown.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍬**candy*

Pic Prompt: **Create a hopeful stick figure pen and ink image of a flower on a hill at sunrise.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### More Than the Sound and the Spelling
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/mo/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T14:49:52.000Z
*Monday, February 16, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Made it. O/

Good show, how'd your dreams go?

Sunrise inches closer to an acceptable hour, hints at Spring.

A good feel in the air today, vibes vibing right, such a delight, set to do the day right.

A rhyme always has a sense of joy and self-awareness in it.

Every rhyme reminds it's true,  
Someone writes these words for you.

See, as long as you can read, you're never alone.

Glad you're here.

...

Poetry verse went free and left you and me with guitar chords and drum machines, bass lines to pass our lyrics to.

But there's a music that transcends hip-hop, rock and roll, even jazz.

It's the sound of each sentence in your head as you read.

Are we in tune yet? O/

This head voice, where dreams go to search for words, is what writers share on every page and screen.

It's also the place that separates people from animals. You can craft your dreams into words.

Language is our shareable inheritance from the story called humanity.

Every word is like a story told around a campfire to our children to keep the ways of our race going.

When a mother points at a chair and says the world aloud, 'chair, chair' to her baby to teach them, that child receives more than just the sound and the spelling. They inherit their mother's whole understanding of the story of that word.

A mother that's a painter has a much different read on the story of a chair than a mother that's a carpenter.

When you speak and write, every story of every word you've ever processed goes into every sentence you share.

It has to. It's what language is for: to share this dream called humanity.

The understanding of the stories we share determines the quality of our relationships.

My work, the work of a poet, is to craft each line with these stories in mind to offer new ways to understand your catalog of words.

Poetry expands the possibilities of language and so... the possibilities of humanity.

You can only ever be as good as the understanding you have of the words you choose.

Consider your stories of what's important to you in your life. Do they serve your dream of a good life?

If not rewrite them, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⛲**fountain*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person sitting by a window at sunrise writing while daydreaming.*
### The Sun Knows
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-sun-knows/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:49:35.000Z
*Sunday, February 15, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. 

There's always something new.

Every sunrise shows a sequence of light different from the day before.

Thinking on what's been gained waking up to record each dawn.

For almost two years what the sunrise brings, the wonder of each, is recorded here.

With all the flash and volume of The World as bright and loud as it's been, I thought the ways and rhythms of how a poet views life could be medicinal.

A guy caught in the act of doing what he loves every morning, first thing, under the spectacle called sunrise, ought to be educational to everyone.

At the very least, a reminder of The Greatest Light Show on Earth, The Illumination that makes The World possible: The Sunrise.

Mother Nature powers up her cellphone everyday and calls it dawn.

We wake and stretch into this Celestial Software called A Day.

If you feel your life lacks inspiration and wonder, there's an easy fix.

Get up, sit alone, and watch The Sunrise.

As color and warmth return to all things remember it doesn't have to be this way. Wonder why it is, why it keeps going, what opportunities it allows for you.

All of humanity's greatest inventions mirror Mother Nature and the ways of The Universe.

A rock rolls... we make a wheel.

So what's up with the picture world of colors on your phone screen?

The Sun knows.

A rock rolls to make a wheel possible.   
The Sun shines to make The Internet,   
To light up every screen.

Day and Night make the original binary light.

A Big Bang? More like pressing the power button on.

Thanks for sharing another sunrise with me, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### \~ Wynn \~

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📦**package*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of The Sun typing on a laptop.*

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Archaic Slab
### The Dream of a Flower
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-dream-of-a-flower/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:23:39.000Z
*Saturday, February 14, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're back. O/

Thanks for reading.

On with our show...

...

Another [Wow](https://www.wonderfell.org/wow/) morning, so much to write.

Pick a topic and go, Poet.

There's Love; the holiday matches.

It starts with a dream. When dreams meet to further each dream by working together... that's Love.

The experience is best displayed through romantic partners, but can be easily seen in other relationships too. 

It's how we know The World is alive.

Every gardener knows the best way to care for each plant and bloom is to devote their attention to helping every seed grow.

Every seed in every garden wants to grow, every gardener wants them to as well.

When we dedicate our time to helping the dream of a flower to bloom... that's an act of Love.

Any act that helps another living thing fulfill its dream of a good life is Love in action.

Every seed dreams its flower; every gardener too.  
Lovers in love share the best dreams of Life for each other.

And help those dreams grow.

What about your work? Do you love it?

What's the goal of all your labor?

What does a job well done look like completed?

Help your work reach its aim... that's an act of Love.

And a Life well-lived.

Take care, help something (yourself perhaps) fulfill its dream of a good life, call it Love, and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ✍️**writing\_hand*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a gardener watering a flower garden at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### I Learned to Walk Again
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/i-learned-to-walk-again/
Last updated: 2026-03-16T16:54:15.000Z
*Friday, February 13, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Happy Death Day. O/ 

Four years ago an SUV traveling around fifty miles an hour crossed a double yellow and drove right into my driver's seat. 

I flatlined and woke up three days later in an ICU with my left leg split in two and a hospital team of doctors and nurses waiting for me to be conscious enough to operate to put it back together. 

Bone now wraps itself around the metal rod connecting my left knee to my ankle.

It took about a year, but I learned to walk again.

The nerve damage to my left side is finally feeling healed. Evidently nerves required more time to heal than my nearly severed leg.

Damaged nerve endings can cause a whole world of strange symptoms.

These past four years are a catalog called: A World of Strange Symptoms.

I work in as much peace and quiet as I can make and let the healing finish its job.

There's been more than Ghostly reasons for my Ghostly ways. Anonymity has been part of my medical treatment plan.

The idea is to write. 

Discussing writing with others is a joy I look forward to, but not at the expense of my health.

The idea is to write consistently.

Nerves are an interesting thing to heal. Modern medicine still has so many question marks on them.

Nerves respond to stress... as much peace and quiet as I can make....

The idea is to write, to keep working.

A journal rarely going personal is ironic.

Irony is a poet's business; we're right at home.

Today went personal. 

Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧟**zombie*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a zombie wearing a birthday hat watching the sunrise.*

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***Archaic Slab**
### A Little Wonder with Your Breakfast
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-little-wonder-with-your-breakfast/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T18:24:25.000Z
*Thursday, February 12, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Wonder falls every morning on Wonder Fell.

Literally. O/

Welcome to the show.

A little wonder with your breakfast.

It's how poets think; it's what's lacking.

> "Why every morning? Why so many, so much, so often these words of wonder, Wynn?"   
> \-Interesting (and wordy) Reader

Like a doctor prescribes extra Vitamin D to help with your deficiency, so the prolific words of Wonder Fell roll on. 

Thanks for reading.

How's your sense of Wonder?

The healthiest people have the healthiest senses of Wonder.

So how's yours?

All you got to do is look up and ask the sky *why* to find out.

Awe with a solemn gratitude for being alive returns for an answer when your sense of wonder is healthy.

> "What about you, Wynn? How's your sense of Wonder today?"   
> \-Compassionate Reader

Alive and well, thank you very much.

Wondering about Wonder Fell itself.

The shape and sustainability of it.

It's my morning journal, so I will continue it everyday for as long as I can. But... publish it?

So long as it keeps helping: Yes.

You see all Art is an act of generosity, a free giving.

There's something an artist notices, some dream so wonderful they want to share.

They pick a craft and steer the ways of that vessel with pens, keyboard keys, paint, and musical scores; until their wonderful dream is felt fully shared.

My journal will always be full of words and ways to share my greatest dreams. The world could use some help remembering what Life is truly about: Dreams and doing dreams to make Life a more enjoyable and sustainable experience.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) continues and will have a significant steady place here again soon enough.

It's not just a novel; it's an Epic Poem.

So I work on the structure and presentation.

Poets differ from other writers in how we use the printed word. Geometry is also a poet's consideration... as is lyric and meter.

Colore can be worth so much; I just want to get it right.

And so I write.

Thanks again for reading, check the sky, check your wonder, and share it.

And make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍓**strawberry*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person on a boat on a lake at sunrise.*

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### We Don't Talk Much About It Anymore
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/we-dont-talk-much-about-it-anymore/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T13:30:22.000Z
*Wednesday, February 11, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Thanks for reading.

On with our show...

Sometimes you just know a thing. You feel it; you sense it.

Not in some New Age hippie woah man that's far-out way, but you feel it.

When we're honest with ourselves we find we have this knowing all the time.

We don't talk much about it anymore.

It's not easily, if at all, enumerated.

The feeling has lived so long in the shadows it feels like a sixth sense.

It's called Morality.

There's evidence everywhere we don't talk about and so don't value enough anymore.

Science tries to define it with Psychology and Sociology; they're theories at best.

Morality is an active force in the world, a rhythm section for Life.

Evidence is easy Scientists: it's why stories work.

Would you believe someone from a different Country and Culture speaking a different language laughs and cries at the same times in the same movies as you?

You don't have to believe it; you know they do.

Ever wonder how that's possible?

What force makes stories work?

Morality.

You know when every hero wins, so you know how to lead a Good (Capital G) Life.

The genres of stories you most prefer tells you what fascinates you about being alive.

Science Fiction: You value ingenuity, teamwork, and what ingenuity can make with its hands.

YA Romance: Possibilities... of Magic, of Love.

Literary Fiction: The value of introspection. How it assists living a life well lived.

Poetry: The power of language itself.

And so many more.

What types of stories do you most enjoy? It's where your fascination is. It's also where your best life lived is...

Serving and sharing the themes of your favorite stories.

We can also tell what a society is lacking by the stories it devours.

The surge in YA Romance novels over the past decade or so shows a shift on how we think about Love.

We value women more. It's about time.

When we value women's voice in relationships more the effect is almost supernatural.

The limits of what Love can do lift.

The possibilities feel endless and magical.

Enter the shelves full of were-vamp-wizard-King Love novellas from so many young women lately.

Snow last night, the kind that covers branches. Every oak and elm is a pastry topped with icing from a skilled baker.

If you eat cake because you love frosting, it's a good morning to view the trees.

Maybe add a little more sweetener to your coffee or tea while you're at it today.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍰**cake*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a person eating a cake outside in winter watching the sunrise after a snow storm.* 

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Archaic Slab
### People Who Enjoy Quiet Rooms
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/people-who-enjoy-quiet-rooms/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T22:16:41.000Z
*Tuesday, February 10, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The Sun shows about a minute earlier everyday until the solstice in June.

How did we forget?

Fire and electric lights... is the answer.

Undertaking this Wonder Fell project has taught many things, some practical, others metaphysical, the thoughts we think at daybreak.

At least poets do. O/

Like: If the Sun isn't up and it's past 6 AM in the Northeast, it's Winter.

Real quality of life details we so rarely consider. Every plant cares when the Sun rises, each animal too.

Fire and electric lights got us out of sync with the World.

They're a help in so many ways... sure. 

But we have to use our technology to compliment rather than deny Nature... to encourage and direct her.

It's gratitude and taking care of our house.

And ourselves.

Our bodies are made of the Earth. The smart thing to do is to recognize how the World works best and mirror it to care for our bodies.

When we push against Life, life pushes back.

...

The most interesting thing regarding showing up at the same time everyday to keep a 'what's on your mind' journal is the eclectic nature of the entries.

My life is a writer's life: dependable comfortable peace and quiet is obligatory.

And well earned.

Artists must be soft in their lives to be loud through their work.

In a culture that's put sensationalism and a go-get-it get-er-done attitude on a pedestal, the ways of successful writers and artists don't easily add up to so many.

The space required to do our work is a quiet room. People who enjoy quiet rooms are labeled depressed, or so many other things, these days.

If everyone in the World could easily sit quietly in a room alone everyday for thirty minutes, almost every tragedy of humanity would subside.

Readers and Artists know this truth.

There's more to life than fireworks and faster. 

There's the beautiful dream called yourself.

And it is Beautiful.

Have you checked in with yourself long enough to recognize it?

Life isn't an arbitrary duty; it's an opportunity to make something wonderful.

Take care and make something wonderful.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost* O/

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person sitting in a quiet room looking out a window at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### Reliable Beauty
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/reliable-beauty/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T13:36:37.000Z
*Monday, February 09, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Something Beautiful, something worthwhile.

Where is it?

Reliable Beauty, what every sunrise brings. Interesting poets stayed away and slept in for so long.

There's a lot of talk on Wonderfell of [Beauty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/) (the Capital B variety). It's the business I'm in; it's my work.

Poetry is the Capital B Beauty Business.

How's your relationship to what's Beautiful?

If you think of The Cosmetics Aisle at your local store, I apologize for American Poetry's neglect of Beauty.

Cosmetics are Fashion and Fashion is expression: Beauty Exists.

The things we make... a house is rarely Beautiful, a cathedral so often is.

There's a sense of wonder in every sunrise and stone set in every cathedral.

Poetry isn't Religion only evidence Faith's a good idea.

Every sunrise is a Beautiful promise kept from somewhere.

Thoughts on Beauty, Faith, and Love as the Sun shows.

It's work long neglected by people. Dismissal of what's Beautiful about Life leads to the state of affairs in America at present.

What a poet's work represents isn't for a card aisle in a Pharmacy; it's medicine itself.

Every reason to wake up and live is my work's focus.

*For the chance to experience something Beautiful...* is the best reason to wake up.

I take the guesswork out and make sure I see the Sunrise everyday.

I meet it doing what I love: Sharing words with you.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎐**wind\_chime*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person standing outside of a Pharmacy watching the Sunrise.*

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### A Portfolio of Your Dreams
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-portfolio-of-your-dreams/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T14:43:31.000Z
*Sunday, February 08, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome Back. O/

Imagine doing work you love.

Take some time today, even five minutes, and do some.

Really.

Everyday do work that you love.

The more you do the more you're able to do.

Artists and Craftspeople, the World is with you. Some just don't understand your work at first.

The only way to feel right being any kind of Artist is to make your Art. Write, paint, draw, sing and shape notes.

Craftspeople, set up a shop in a quiet room and build something. People will understand you, but only by working.

Do what you love everyday. Build a portfolio of your dreams.

Surround yourself with so much evidence of the work you love that you're undeniable.

Artists and Artisans, Life gets better, but only by working.

You can create for five minutes everyday.

One true sentence or drawn shape, if you say depression is in the way, will get you evidence you're not depressed after a few weeks of making them.

Be undeniable to yourself.

There's a palace of words on Wonder Fell for my mirror.

Thanks for reading. O/

...

There's something worthwhile in you worth sharing. Share it. Build something. A stick figure drawing, a dining room table, a new exhaust manifold, a sonnet... something.

The idea is to create. Find ways you most enjoy creating and go!

Fast or slow just go.

It adds up; it gets easier.

You are what you make yourself to be. It's called being an adult.

When we're young we dream ourselves the most incredible things: A Spaceship, A Dinosaur, A Dragon!

The practicality of growing-up doesn't need to end those dreams.

Adult! Make A Spaceship, A Dinosaur, A Dragon! Let me know when you do. I'd love to see your creations.

...

Sun's up. Light blue, the kind you find in nurseries, for a sky. A few puffs for clouds. A day of Arctic temps for the Northeast United States.

Stay warm, dream something, make something, take care and make wonderful our wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏈**football*

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Archaic Slab
### But Monkeys Don't Read
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/but-monkeys-dont-read/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T18:17:11.000Z
*Saturday, February 07, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

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

Every morning on Wonder Fell.

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 quiet 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](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/), 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](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for me.

And back to making wonderful our wonderful day.

Thanks for reading.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔤**abc*

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

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Archaic Slab
### It Starts with Wonder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/it-starts-with-wonder/
Last updated: 2026-03-10T13:39:52.000Z
*Friday, February 06, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's your sunshine, Valentine?

About an hour till here.

But here we are. Let's [keep it going](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

On with our show...

Have you heard the News? There's something called Good. 

Though we don't talk much about it lately, it's always here.

Good is in the 'Why' aisle at The Grocery Store of Reasons.

> "Why'd you do that?"   
> \-Curious Friend

> "Oh, I had a good reason."   
> \-Friend with a Good Reason

It's wit; it's joking; but this topic is quite serious.

And medicine.

When's the last time you did something because it was a good thing to do?

The Good thing isn't always the fun thing. Going to work is a Good thing. Doing your work well is a Good thing, too.

Do you do your work well? You should. It's a very Good thing to do.

Life works in a certain way; the Sun rises to make morning.

Plant a seed, add water and light, and it grows. Water performs a might as well be magical circle dance from solid, to liquid, to steam; so clouds can water the World fed.

I agree with my friends in all the Sciences that the consistency of matter is worth measure. But it's also Good. The World being reliable is a wonderful thing worth adjectives.

Artists are for adjectives, Scientists for nouns.

Nouns and numbers are limited by design. 

Adjectives stretch.

A noun that is also an adjective is a word full of possibilities. We don't use Good as a noun often anymore and that's not so good.

We shy away from it for Scientific reasons. But Good isn't arbitrary, it's Life working right.

Like the sunrise, like steam rising and rain falling, like the loyalty of a dog, like how it feels to be genuinely thanked for a job well-done. Good things.

This is a point I often write about on Wonderfell, a poet's relationship with [Science](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/science/).

We are living in [A Dark Age of Science](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-dark-age-of-science/). It sounds sensational, even funny; but it is true.

We don't value feelings, expression, Life alive! enough anymore. We view ourselves as statistics with a chance to fly to The Moon.

What for? Why would anyone in their right mind want to travel to The Moon?

For the experience.

The experience is my field of expression, my expertise.

The Poet. O/

This poet turns on the light of living Life alive with every sunrise.

There's more to life than adding it up Science; there's also the joy of adding it up!

The Joy is my business.

The recognition of the value of which is so sorely lacking lately.

Back to Good.

We hesitate to define the Good because we can't enumerate it. But some experiences in Life transcend what numbers can do. They require words.

There is a presence in you more than numbers can quantify. There's a wick inside the jar called yourself lit with the fire called Life at your inception.

That flame is you.

Your body does its best to care for it, share it, and express it.

We used to call it spirit or soul.

We shy away in Science's dark from talking about it anymore.

It's my duty, my work, to make sure we keep recognition of the personal fire that keeps you moving in your thoughts.

It starts with wonder.

Consider wonder, look around the site some (there's plenty here), and make your wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🩰**ballet\_shoes*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of a person on the moon looking through a telescope.*

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### How Stories Shape Our World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-stories-shape-our-world/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T14:39:36.000Z
*Thursday, February 05, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Something new and tried and true... The Sunrise.

And Wonder Fell. O/

Glad to be read by you.

On with our show...

...

Practical matters lately. Getting [New-New Hampshire](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/nnh/) set for formal publication.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) is still in the works. No worries, Dear Reader, we won't leave Hope, and Finn, and Langston standing at the threshold much longer.

There's the site redesign and clean up.

...

Do you read Wonder Fell at night?

How ironic of you.

Having such a good relationship with irony, we're sure to be great friends.

Poet: Irony is in the job description.

Poets do write stories too, by the way.

When a poet writes a story it's called an Epic.  
Wynn, The Poet, writes an Epic; it's called: Colore.

It's in the works. I post progress of it [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) and discussion of working on it [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/).

At present, the storyline is on pause to finish some world building.

One of the main differences between a poetical Epic story and the novels we're used to is the structure.

Poetry uses the form of the text to help shape its message.

No worries, it's not as dull academic as it sounds.

Dr. Seuss is an example of a poet using verse to help shape the story's message.

Colore is not a story for children, though there maybe a rhyme from time to time.

The poetic shape is that of characters experiencing mythic type stories and then juxtaposing the moral message of those events to happenings in the modern world: The Side-Stories.

The intent of Colore is to remind us how our stories shape our World.

It shows why The State of our Modern Press is our poison at present. It's a reminder of our responsibility to share better tales to see a better world.

We can only ever be as good as the dream we have of Ourselves.

Poets and Artists of all types shape ways to express what is possible to experience.

Our Arts and Entertainment industry in America right now is just as responsible for our Nation's divide as is The Press.

Where's Hope Hollywood?

Hope is in every story told *well* and every honest brushstroke of every Artist.

And so I write.

It takes words to heal Our Nation of Words.

Stories are always the best way to take that kind of medicine.

Popular music lyrics, as well, help give Hope.

Artists of America someone's got to be the adult in our Country's dividing room. My Vote is for The Arts to step up and heal Our troubled Nation.

Take care, if you're an Artist of any kind consider what hope you can share and where, then share it and make our wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥄**spoon*

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Archaic Slab
### We're a Nation of Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/were-a-nation-of-words/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:17:18.000Z
*Wednesday, February 04, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The sunrise returns sooner everyday, as of late.

Despite what groundhogs and meteorologists say, more opportunity to have a shadow at all, and not if you see it, is the true indicator of when Spring arrives.

Hope all's well, Dear Reader.

On with our show...

...

The site changed! Wonder Fell updated its wardrobe. A new poem, which is now the title for [the anthology](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/nnh/) of poetry here arrived:

[New-New Hampshire](https://www.wonderfell.org/new-new-hampshire/)

A recognition of some of poetry's short story in our Country, with reference to Frost's anthology of about a century ago for the title.

America's changed a lot since then. Our views drastically shifted on some very poetical topics.

The stations of Poetry: Love, Faith, Joy, and Common Decency; look and sound vastly New.

It was time for an update.

A Nation built on a living document is only as strong as its shared understanding of its words.

Poets and Literary Artists are the only means of medicine that ever heal Our Nation because we are a Nation of Words.

What we talk about everyday as a Country, and how we talk about it, defines all that we can be.

Right now with the state of our Press and Arts our words aren't meaning all they could, so they don't mean all they should.

It's our Poet's, our Artist's, our Storyteller's responsibility to keep what's best about us always in the forefront of our thoughts.

The Arts give us language to express what is best about us.

We haven't seen much, if any, of what's best about us for some time in words.

And so I write with the sunrise every morning as a civic duty to remind us what's wonderful about us.

Words are my Life, my Love, my Livelihood; just like The United States.

We have so much in common.

Would we rather have what Our Country means defined by the state of The Press at present or by our greatest and most compassionate Artists?

Would we rather an American Shakespeare help to define what freedom and justice for all means or our current Nightly News?

Time to start listening to our Artists and our hearts again, America.

Let's take care of each other by redefining the meaning of the right of all of us to have Life, Liberty, and The Pursuit of Happiness.

I'm not so usually so blatantly patriotic, but clarity is the most important aspect in Art and Life.

We're a Nation of Words and they're under fire, twisted and corrupted to serve a few.

I'm a poet; words are my Life and Livelihood. The trash perverting language, and so the very foundations of our Country, are messing also with my Love, my work, my Life.

And so I write.

We're so much better than we're allowing ourselves to be, America.

Remember what Freedom means to you, look around, see that's threatened right now, talk to each other about what you value, and make our wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎭**performing\_arts*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen illustration of an open book on a table shaped like the United States of America at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### Trees: Poetically and Scientifically
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/trees-poetically-and-scientifically/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:47:31.000Z
*Tuesday, February 03, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

With a waning gibbous moon's light shining up the snow-topped earth at dawn, Hello. O/

The sky is an electric blue wonder machine painting matter into the images we see.

We group our understanding of diets into two classes herbivores and carnivores, but trees eat light.

So sunshine is comestible.

When a person tells you they're on a light diet, they're not eating much.

When an oak tree tells you they're eating light, they're being literal.

Poetically and Scientifically (it's great when they match Beautifully) trees turn light into the air we breathe. 

Maybe hugging one isn't such a bad idea after all. At least send a word of thanks now and then.

There is a correlation between the amount of stress people feel and the amount of trees in their surrounding ecosystem. 

People in big cities (fewer trees) = higher levels of stress per capita.

When you live out in the country (more trees) it's easier to breathe (less stress).

You see, Life wants to further Life, and so it's always working to get you what you need to keep going.

The farther away the trees are the harder the Earth has to work to get it to you.

This is one of those obvious things that help so much that we lost sight of.

A great way to improve the quality of life in every major city is to plant some trees.

It's easier to take a deep breath and relax when the air production company is only a hug or a thank you away.

Vertical gardens are a great idea to increase a city's quality of Life.

Skyscrapers acting like trees near Broadway are cast for the right part.

A plant in your office or home makes everyone in it breathe easier.

Simple solutions we rarely consider.

Trees, flowers... plant a plant indoors, or out, and your days go better. 

Poetically and Scientifically.

This morning the trees grabbed my attention; they so often do.

Beautiful, reliable, necessary; that's a tree. They waste nothing and give everything.

Turning light into air sounds like an invention from a Science-Fiction story, but it's just what trees and flowers do.

Basic Science under the lens of Poetry.

As always thank you for reading, take care, recognize trees and flowers, breathe easier, and make wonderful our wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎴**flower\_playing\_cards*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of a person relaxing in a hammock between two trees on a city sidewalk at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### New-New Hampshire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/new-new-hampshire/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:53:57.000Z
*I sing my songs in quiet lonely rooms,* 
*While fed-up unapologetic looms in each street...*

A pharmaceutical salesman from California said:   
"You can buy this same dose,   
(this exact same pill)  
For 100, 200, 300% less in another Country."

I told him:   
"A Nation that advertises medicine is always sick."

My poetry was wasted on his bottom-line mind.  
His wares wasted on me.

Words are my nectar,   
Ambrosia, Olympus in a cup.

If what the salesman with the Pacific seaside tan says is true,   
(can we ever trust a salesman or elect one President?)   
I'll order the balm online directly from Greece.

Depending on the tariffs   
A round trip flight may be more economical.

Catch a classical Tragedy in Athens.  
Good for your health and wallet.

Heard an audio visual tech representative from New York   
(the City and the State)   
Blare his sound systems made him a fortune.

He hipped and hopped:  
"The subwoofers might as well be seismic gold."

I told him:  
"The trouble with treble is it prefers quiet introspective mettle."

He didn't hear me. How could he?   
Why would he? With bass so seismically oversized.

Online shoppers in all of America say the World   
Is full of mountains, lakes, and seaside shores.

They say:  
"Many vacation destinations are five-star review worthy."

Presently I'm living in New Hampshire;

Enjoying all of them,   
Rather than bothering to write a five-star review.

\~Wynn \~

Check out the full New-New Hampshire Anthology on The Kindle Store: [Here's a Link.](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GXGNHX9J/ref=sr%5F1%5F1?crid=2UTALQ91JJQP4&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.2fPoCJaR17NgZkNogIdu9fJ58Ezy2mnBOtR24BXiYlGCmMz3JdEX2rMW4nGM3bXEPYa7LQeacGPUtcr4RR3Bq7mO7Ffxl8AuSPgeC8I5OC8J8SKs-0w5DquhvWGPj5QlFSpEeGpm0x2codC3ttjKI0iUfUWwKV0oiBmJIqD0scmMHng3dPZzsthUOdiwhcVn7it8ynWcgmk%5FYVHME3rD3hphdnIIQBUJjVXKN6CIS3k.XJLLRMyOjtlDbz2ltrtbZW8NcxD-kwNBQNY8Ab5dtZA&dib%5Ftag=se&keywords=New-New+Hampshire+Wynn&qid=1780836671&s=books&sprefix=new-new+hampshire+wynn%252Cstripbooks%252C133&sr=1-1&ref=wonderfell.org)
### Kinda Makes You Wonder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/kinda-makes-you-wonder/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T18:15:39.000Z
*Monday, February 02, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's the day? O/

Full moon brings the boon, showing its glowing through the window.

Monday morning in America. Commuters whoosh up the highway. Pre-dawn, game-on, a traffic strand of headlights announces The Sun.

There are so many words and ways to express ourselves. How do we choose?

What you do, and how you do it, makes your story.

And: You are your story.

Sometimes the morning just wants to watch the morning: to witness the star.

The Sun paints with color, fascination, and wonder.

I'm the star's tribute band the past couple of years.

With the world so out of focus on what's important to live a good life, I thought I'd return to the basics and share them with you.

There's nothing simpler, or more beautiful, than a sunrise.

There's hope and the possibility of love aboard that fiery sphere.

Every morning.

Maybe they're your car's headlights travelling to work this Monday morning to help keep this dream called humanity going.

Thank you. We all do our part to keep this story going.

Our words give witness to our experience to better share ourselves, so we can better enjoy our days here together.

It's not self-help; just a poet doing his job: Reminding you of the power of wonder.

The way the world's gone the past century or so, it's easier to get you to read an [undead chronic illness survivor's](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) journal everyday than to have you read a poem.

But the message of poets has to return in a major way to our human story if we're to endure.

I'd like humanity to win, so I stepped up the output; this [Epic Letter Poem](https://www.wonderfell.org/an-epic-letter-poem-for-you/) for The World.

Call it Wonder Fell, a record of what the sun drops every morning: *Wonder*.

Science... so many centuries, so much measuring, so many new tools and helps to survive each day. Thank you.

But Science is too human centered to ever be complete.

What else is there?

There's Why.

Why The Sun rises. Why the Ocean waves its tide. Why birds sing at dawn. Why music works. Why stories make us laugh, cry, and cheer at the same time.

We all know when the hero wins, we all hear birds sing for the morning, we all find every sunrise beautiful. 

What's up with that?

Kinda makes you wonder.

Thank you, as always, for reading.

Take care and make wonderful our wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌸**cherry\_blossom*

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Archaic Slab
### A Poet's Paint
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-poets-paint/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:15:10.000Z
*Sunday, February 01, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The healthy way to start your day.

Thanks for being healthy. O/

True health starts on the inside.

The amount of stress your body feels determines its well-being.

So stressing out counting calories is counter-intuitive.

If you enjoy counting... it's a fine thing to do.

Interesting morning, health on the mind.

I wonder how many journal entries the world over deal with topics of physical well-being.

A large percent I'm sure.

...

Wonder Fell's turned into more than just a journal. It's become a place for a poet to have a conversation with his Country.

[An Epic Letter Poem, For You.](https://www.wonderfell.org/an-epic-letter-poem-for-you/)

Because what's missing most from America is what Poets do best: A quiet introspection and an appreciation of moments.

There are so many of us who believe the only way to make a song sound better is to turn up the volume.

Give that sentence a thought or two and you'll see it's the cause of all our Nation's unrest.

Our music and our media are worth more than a volume button consideration.

Substance over image... the substance makes the true value of the image: [The Ghost Point.](https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/)

*How* we shape and arrange the materials of our lives determines our worldly success. But *how* we choose, and what we choose, depends on the substance of our character.

How we do anything at all defines our ultimate success.

How we use our words determines their success. This is poet's work.

We're focused on how language works. 

The properties of paint say what an Artist can paint.

The substance of language is a poet's paint.

And so Wonder Fell... to defend the materials of my work.

There's more to language than exclamation points. Someone tell our media and entertainment industry that periods, questions marks, and lyricism still exist. Someone show the view out our windows and on our screens is the result of not valuing them.

Someone is. O/

Thank you for reading. Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧥**coat*

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Archaic Slab
### Don't Be an NPC
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dont-be-an-npc/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:42:02.000Z
*Saturday, January 31, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

An easy pun for sure, but this journal is a record of where wonder falls every morning.

Life goes better with a sense of wonder. Perhaps if you've lost yours you might find a reignition switch here.

That's my hope.

I could of course name it For The Wynn, but I'm not talking to, or about, myself. This is [For You](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

Creative thought, more specifically poetical thinking, is sorely lacking from our days and ways of life. We're paying the price for it lately.

We're creators first; we build places for our dreams.

Really. That's what you are: a being made to build places for dreams.

How are your dreams? What are you building today?

If you don't know what dream you're creating, you're serving someone else's dream.

You're an NPC.

Don't be an NPC.

Unlock a few quests.

A quest is a dream you want to see made real. Making it real is the work of heroes.

And the way to live a purposeful life.

If you know how a story works, you know how to make your dreams come true.

You have a hope (dream), you take the steps (quest) to make it real (dream comes true).

It's why stories work; they're reflective.

Life lives the ways of story.

In order to have hope, you have to have a sense of wonder. 

The all important: May-Be. 

> "I wonder... maybe things can be better if I..."   
> \-Hero About to Unlock a Quest

Find an NPC to help you get started. Gather your materials. Level up. Then go and make your dream real, Hero.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌺**hibiscus*

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Archaic Slab
### We Are Our Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/we-are-our-words/
Last updated: 2026-01-30T13:40:53.000Z
*Friday, January 30, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's your llama, Mama? Still got that drama? Here's some helpful karma for your llama farmer dharma.

Time to lighten up with some sunshine. O/ Glad you're back.

On with our show...

Faith Esperanza James Speech, for [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) OTW:

"There's peace in the air, in the streets, if we want it.

It comes down to how we use our words and why.

When voices of hope and common decency drown out the sounds of terror in our major cities, we'll win.

Good people, now is not the time to be quiet. Our Country, our homes, need your words.

The perversion of The Press caused this mess. It's time to set the record straight. Voting isn't enough this time, America.

Speak up. Share words and good deeds with each other. Out loud.

If you think words aren't enough, remember Our whole Country is founded, and stands on, a document.

America, We are Our words.

Speak up.

The lies, the perversion of The Press, is a perversion of America itself.

The Government won't care unless you do, and silence is not the way to be heard.

Silence is still consent to every United States Senator."

Thanks for reading. Publishing An Anthology of poems and essays quite soon. Stay tuned.

Take care and make a wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📶**signal\_strength*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a llama on a farm wearing a bowtie.*
### Our Medicine or Poison
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-medicine-or-poison/
Last updated: 2026-01-29T16:04:12.000Z
*Thursday, January 29, 2026*

Good morning, The Wondefell Way.

Wax on with the Moon Poet with the Sun on the way.

How's your day?

Business talk thoughts this morning. Colore, of course, is still in the works. Expect a lot of content in it next month.

Finishing up production of an anthology of poems and short poetic essays to release in the next few weeks.

It's time; it's presentation.

The Country could use some practical words of Hope in a new way. O/

We all do our part, or we all fall apart.

The cause of all of America's ills right now is our use of language.

Our media and the majority of our politicians use words for their own convenience and not the public good.

They're in the wrong professions.

We don't go into Government to make a fortune. We go into politics to help us all be more fortunate.

The purpose of a free press is to bring people together not tear us apart.

It's words; it's respect of profession.

Someone's got to stand up for our words. A Nation whose foundation is a living document cannot survive on lies of convenience.

I'd rather write about the sunrise, but we could use a reminder. And as words are my life and they're under fire, I'm stepping up.

If you wouldn't trust someone to watch your children, don't vote for them. 

Because caring for our children is part of their job.

Colore, and the anthology (the name's a surprise) I'll soon publish formally, discuss the topic of language's responsibility and role in the world.

In a poetical kind of way, of course.

Words are our medicine or poison.

It's time we remember.

Thanks for reading, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍠**sweet\_potato*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of two people talking, one holding a bottle of medicine, the other holding a vile of poison.*

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### AI's Lack: Looking out for Pablo's Rep
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ais-lack-looking-out-for-pablos-rep/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T13:27:39.000Z
*Wednesday, January 28, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're back. O/

Pleasure, comfort, health and well-being my hopes for you. Thanks for reading.

On with our show...

...

Moonlight keeps watch while the Sun comes back around.

What's new? Another morning after dreams so vivid like a cinema projection show in the mind while I slept.

I wonder about dreams, what they're for, and why we don't consider and talk about them more.

Perhaps one day after AI makes Science passé we'll venture into the world of dreams.

We measure a dream's value by our artistic representation of it.

I see humanity moving this way.

The advent of AI leads to putting Science on autopilot and freeing us to dream.

Artificial Intelligence is a boon to Artists when viewed properly.

Every Artist, Writer, and Musician is a part of every painting, story and song they create. What makes Michelangelo makes The Ceiling of The Sistine Chapel.

One cannot exist without the other.

No matter how technologically advanced AI becomes it could never create anything at all unless a dreamer with a vision and the skill to make it real did first.

Think of AI mimicking Art like this:

A translation of poetry.

I am not a native speaker of Spanish, however I've heard great things about Pablo Neruda's poetry.

Each time I read an English translation of his poetry I'm appalled at, quite frankly, how awful it sounds.

Surely the translations must be lacking?

Neruda is one of The Spanish Language's most revered poets.

What's missing from the translations of Neruda's poems to English is what's missing in AI generated art.

Translators are focused on the words and not the essence of the words.

I feel a little slight of a Poet's Pride for Pablo every time I read an English translation. So, one day, I put my years of study of Spanish and Poetry to work and set to right his reputation with The English speaking world.

[That exercise is posted here.](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-pablo-por-ti/)

AI leaves out the essence; AI is always a collaborative translation.

Like reading Neruda in English.

What For Pablo, Para Ti exemplifies is this poet's poetic translation of another poet's experience.

Match For Pablo, Para Ti with any intellectual translation of the same poem to see all the hazards of AI.

There are just some things a computer can never express. 

All that makes Life worth living, for example.

I'll be releasing [a formal anthology of poems](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/) soon. Part of this post will be included.

The purpose of the Neruda exercise is [+he Ghos+ Point](https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/).

We bring ourselves to everything we experience. 

Nowhere is this clearer than while we read.

We show ourselves in everything we create.

Nowhere is this clearer than while we make Art.

To exemplify your essence's experience of an experience is the point and purpose of all Artistic Endeavors.

AI can never experience Life, can never speak only translate.

Take care, create something, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🆙**up*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a person holding a book up to a mirror.*

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Archaic Slab
### For the Sake of Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-the-sake-of-words/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T13:19:08.000Z
*Tuesday, January 27, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

We write the morning; we do the day. 

We march one step and sip of our coffee or tea to see the words match our dreams.

Hope all's well Dear Reader. O/

...

For the sake of words... definitely the title.

What my work is about lately: The poetry of words.

A poem about words is like biting your own teeth.

But with all the babble on blaring around us, someone ought to point out the cause.

How we treat our words is how we value life.

A world without language is a monkey's mess.

Words, like people, are alive.

Language needs dreamers to keep it going. A word is never done, never dead.

Humanity evolves because its language does.

The link between evolution and language is a redundancy.

The only way to evolve is to grow our understanding.

That means to heal and expand our expressions.

And so I write.

Every morning.

Thanks for reading.

...

Keep in mind every time you utter, type, sing, or thumb-slap a word you're furthering or hindering humanity.

Your words really do matter that much. 

*Your language is the art you use to communicate yourself to the world.*

Be clear. Be sincere. Your voice, written or said, is the masterpiece you share with life itself.

A lie told is a disingenuous brushstroke, a rookies mistake, a disservice to the painter as well as the viewer.

When you listen to and take your advice from falsehoods you follow a GPS app that gives bad directions.

You never get where you intend to go. You walk, drive, live around frustrated all your efforts do nothing more than get you more lost.

This is why my Country hasn't healed since the time of Covid. We're being fed lies for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And too many are eating what's served as opposed to choosing something better. 

The modern media machine in America, at present, is a GPS app that gives bad directions.

It's no longer enough to only refuse to watch and listen to the lies, we now must serve and share something better.

Consider Wonder Fell something better shared; a Poet stepping up.

As always thanks for being here, take care, share words of hope, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪕 *banjo*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of a person reading on a hillside during a snowstorm at dawn.*

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Archaic Slab
### So We Can Best Express Ourselves
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/so-we-can-best-express-ourselves/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T21:08:46.000Z
*Monday, January 26, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome or Welcome Back. O/

Here's where we write during sunrise whatever the sunrise brings.

Words are our greatest gift. I, [a poet of some note](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/) (a B sharp of course), see the world forgetting the power of language, see the damage it's causing and set about to help it heal.

That's what Wonder Fell is all about... remembering true power and value is in how we use our words.

Somewhere in the piled on spectacles from the Internet, AI, manipulative politicians, and a media for hire we forgot.

Money doesn't make the world go 'round; words do.

...

Every brushstroke from only Da Vinci paints The Mona Lisa. There is only one true expression of his dream.

Your words are brushstrokes to paint your expression of a good life.

Imitation is for learning how to better express ourselves.

We learn to paint like Da Vinci so we can better paint like ourselves.

We learn to speak and write like others so we can best express ourselves.

AI is an educational tool. Any other use of it is a disgrace to what it means to be human. Using AI to make choices for you is an act of surrendering your humanity.

Artificial Intelligence is a great tool to help us do our work and live our lives. But we must always choose how to employ it.

Your Life is the expression of your Life and that is always up to you.

Use your whole environment to help you learn how best to express your dreams of a good life, then express away.

---

Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speech:

> "Our words are under fire, America.  
> This Living Document Nation is under attack at our foundation.  
> What does Freedom mean to you?  
> What about Liberty and Justice?  
> Our shared understanding of a few words make Our Country.  
> Does America look free to you?  
> Are you a citizen?  
> If so you better be able to answer yes or you're not living where you think you are.  
> Talk with each other. Remind one another we're in this together.  
> Ours is a Nation whose foundations rest on the power of words.  
> Let's get our definitions straightened out so we can start being who we believe we are."

A nice speech, and a side-story to be, to start the day for [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Take care, talk about freedom, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ✨**sparkles*

Pic Prompt: *Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a person wearing a dunce cap painting The Mona Lisa.*

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Archaic Slab
### A Few New Considerations
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-few-new-considerations/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T13:13:56.000Z
*Sunday, January 25, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's your day? O/

What topics are on your mind?

The direction of the weather and Wonder Fell for me this morning.

Arctic Temps give way to snow late today.

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) updates! That's the way we'll discuss what's up with The Epic in this journal.

More World building yesterday.

Posting a story as you write it sets up a few new considerations. The first is editing. The second is cohesion.

Practically put, I've been writing for decades. I know my voice and how to make a sentence. If classic grammar doesn't like one of my commas, remember I'm a poet, check my poetic license (Wonder Fell works), and move on.

Cohesion's the thing.

Making up a story as we go is part of the joy of writing. Creating the rules and ways of the story world are what's going on behind the scenes in Colore.

It's a fantasy writer's bane and beautiful. I'm enjoying working with the genre. We, as writers, must write what we love to read to have any success.

For me, my always 'love-to-reads' are poetry, Emerson's Essays, and any fantasy story like: Alice in Wonderland, The Wizard of Oz, and Narnia's tales... coming of age Wonderland tales.

And so... the poems, the daily essays, and The Epic all found here.

So Wonder Fell marches on. Essays, and poems, an Epic... Oh My!

Btw, [The Of Sorts Gallery (of sorts)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-subjective-nature-and-inconsistencies-of-ai-imagery/) is still on. We're in development mode. We'll stick with a single pen and ink stick figure pic by an algorithm of doodlers everyday until then.

Back to World Building for me.

And back to you making wonderful your wonderful day.

Thanks for reading. O/

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎊**confetti\_ball*

Pic Prompt: **Create a pen and ink stick figure drawing of a person putting together a puzzle of The Earth on a snowy day at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### A Team Effort
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-team-effort/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T19:38:17.000Z
*Saturday, January 24, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the sunshine? O/

Yesterday's entry talked about establishing a post of Colore daily to go along with Wonder Fell and how this journal would become more of a place to discuss the creative process... Live.

That's still the plan.

World building is where I'm at with Colore right now. Unfortunately, spoilers being a thing, there's not much to discuss on it.

Daydreams to character build and analog lists of character dialogues to establish scenes was yesterday's business.

It's a difference an author of fantasy has to account for... World Building.

So not too much to write on Colore today *because* there's a lot of writing and working going on with Colore today.

...

Back to us and our right now. Here's a question to wonder about:

In a very non-conspiracy theory and very practical way, how much of what is actually going on in our Government do you actually get to see?

Really. Who tells the cameras where to go and what to show? A practical question.

Parents O/ You pick and choose what your children watch online to help direct their growth.

Whose choosing what you get to watch online?

You?

Really?

Whose directing your growth?

The whole issue with American Government is it's acting like a team sport when it's supposed to be a team effort.

We watch a game to cheer our favorite team on. We trash talk fans of the other teams for fun. We support our teams at all costs.

The problem with treating Government like a team sport is... life isn't a win or lose game.

Life is a process of having dreams and making them real.

For everyone.

Your dreams can only be as successful as the materials you have available.

Did you make your i-phone? Program Google's algorithms? Harvest the metals and minerals to build the machines to build your car? Plant the seeds and gather the crops for the food that feeds you?

Life, living alive! is not a team sport; it's a team effort.

How we treat each other is how we treat ourselves because we're in this together.

America it's time to remember a house divided cannot stand and throw out this us versus them narrative ruling the airwaves.

We're so much better than we're letting ourselves be.

And so I write to remind us.

Take care, stay warm, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☃️**snowman*

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Archaic Slab
### Behind the Wizard's Curtain
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/behind-the-wizards-curtain/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T13:11:10.000Z
*Friday, January 23, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Tagline done. How's the day? O/ 

...

Business thoughts this morning.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). The story posts a new verse every Friday... that's the way it's set up at present.

What I'd like to do, and it is ambitious and unheard of, is post a new verse of Colore everyday along with Wonder Fell.

As 'live' a process as possible to writing a tale.

So today is for setting that up.

I may still post a new verse later today.

The important thing for a writer is to find the way they work best. Prolific and continuous for this Ghos+.

If you read an Archaic Slab at the end of a post, you'll see I don't edit much. It's experience; it's trust of voice.

It's the same with prose.

No vanity... just a point of order for business.

My sentiments are that for a time Wonder Fell is to become a 'discuss what's occurring craftwise in Colore' place of record.

With all the talk on the power of Story found here... how about I walk you through the process of creating one?

As I create one.

So I'll take you behind the Wizard's Curtain in Oz and show you how the magic is made as we make the magic.

What works for one creative endeavor works for them all. The steps we'll go through work for all Artists, for all people who have a dream they want to make real.

I do this as a Poet writing a story.

There is a major distinction here.

Poets use the shape of the genre and the sounds it welcomes to reinforce the metaphors we're making.

Colore is a Hero's adventure through a Wonderland of Dreams juxtaposed to snippets of speeches and conversations we hear in our lives.

The pairing of the two demonstrates the power of Story in what we call The Real World.

Colore will show how not listening to the wisdom of Story is the cause for all the hardship in our lives.

Some will find interest in the How-to thinking in some Wonder Fell posts. Others will just want to read the tales.

Either way thank you for reading.

You see... in order to write a good story you have to have a sense of morality always in mind.

If there is one act that for certain would heal my Country right now it's: Keeping a sense of morality in everything we do.

There is a right way to live. The way of Story shows us how.

Expect a change in Wonder Fell soon.

More Prose and Practical Process.

Artists rarely talk about how we do what we do. And though it's beyond what numbers can measure, the creative process can be shared and replicated... creatively. 

(Sorry AI. You can never create anything... only regurgitate.)

Take care, thanks for reading (prose-y-er days ahead!), and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔮**crystal\_ball*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a wizard's hat on a chair by a desk with a large book on it.*

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Archaic Slab
### My Country Could Use Some Help
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/my-country-could-use-some-help/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T13:00:14.000Z
*Thursday, January 22, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're back. O/

On with our show...

...

Getting the words right... my life's work.

You see the craft of the Poet is a very practical thing. The way a plumber, electrician, or carpenter fixes up your home so you can have a better life, so the Poet works with language.

Your home and your words haven't always been here. Someone had to build them, care for them, keep them going.

Imagine your life without words. We're monkeys without the work I do.

We take language for granted because we rely on it, but words are made.

There are times when our words aren't doing justice to our shared experience. 

Like lately.

Enter Poets.

Because Love always begs definition Poets are associated with romance. But my business is the word business. Assuring we have ways to best express our experience is what Poets are for.

A carpenter helps you fix your front door. A Poet helps you heal your language.

Sure you could fix the door yourself. Maybe watch a YouTube How To or ask an AI bot to walk you through it.

But the professional who's been fixing doors everyday for nearly three decades is going to do a better job than you or AI.

And so I write.

[Making words to overcome impossible situations is how I spent almost everyday of my adult life.](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/)

My Country could use some help.

Healing language finding, and at times making the right words, is my business.

Enter [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

The stories we share aren't representing our best selves. Moreso, our words don't mean all they could, so they don't mean all they should.

If we want to be patriotic about it: In a Nation with a Living Document as its foundation, Poets are our Country's best defense.

And so I write.

The idea of Colore is to remind us the power of our words and stories.

The juxtaposition of speeches and conversations in our day to day life ([The Side-stories](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/side-story/)) with that of a story in a world of stories helps prove the point.

Our language is not only how we define *things* but also *ourselves*.

We can only ever be as good as our understanding of our words.

A story is the best genre to remind us of the power of, and our responsibility for, our stories.

Colore will remain entertaining to some degree. Our stories go best when they are.

But a story's point and purpose isn't entertainment. Every tale told is a reminder of what it means to be human.

In earlier entries I wrote, like a social media artist painting a picture while you watch, I'd write about the crafting of Colore as I write it. Consider today's post doing that.

Writers. O/ Make sure you know why you're writing whatever you're working on.

"Because I'm good at writing," is never reason enough to write anything at all.

"Because I have something important to share," is the best reason to write anything at all.

As always, thank you for reading. 

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦉**owl*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a document and a quill on a desk on top of a hill at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### In Defense of Beauty
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-defense-of-beauty/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T15:54:31.000Z
*Wednesday, January 21, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Too early for most to call morning; it's still yesterday in California.

Night owls and early birds know a reliable peace so many forgot.

To remember the World's a beautiful place, we must remember the World.

Dawn is a good place to start.

Getting good with the morning is always a great place to begin. (See the first line of these journal posts for proof.)

What happens when we recognize something as Beautiful? 

The sunrise is always in some way Beautiful. Regardless how you feel about poetry, you see it every sunrise. 

The Sun arrives in a poem waiting for witness every morning.

Let's title today's post: In Defense of Beauty, remember I'm a poet, and get to work.

First let's clear up cosmetics and toss make-up and what we wear out.

Those are discussed in another post. I'll link them [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-products-of-beauty/) and [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/beauty-what/). And there's a whole lot of talk about Beauty [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/).

What happens within us when we recognize something as Beautiful?

What do we acknowledge?

The experience is more than just what's pleasing to the eye, to any of the senses. But there is a a kind of joy, a 'rightness' felt when we're in the presence of something Beautiful.

There are reasons why flowers are often seen as Beautiful. They're an easy example of the ways of Beauty.

A seed that fulfills its greatest expression of itself shows the most Beautiful bloom.

Their choices are few but constant. What they do with the quality and quantity of light and water given them determines every flowers level of Beautiful.

People work in the same way.

We do our best with the quality and quantity of the materials presented to us everyday.

Unlike plants we can choose where and how often we get our metaphorical rain and sunshine.

Our choices determine our lives. Beauty is the result of our witness of some epic choices.

The tallest, healthiest, scientifically soundest dandelion in a field of flowers is gorgeous to behold. A dandelion all alone rising from the cracks in an asphalt jungle is a thing of Beauty. 

And a very resourceful seed indeed.

That asphalt dandelion has a hero's quest for a life story easily recognized.

Someone who spends hours fussing and fixing their hair and fashion is also acting heroically.

Vanity doesn't make us Beautiful.

Self-care does.

We care about ourselves because life matters and because it does we're going to have the best one we can. We're going to show our best to the World.

That's hero's talk.^

That's an asphalt dandelion sprouting from cracks in concrete all alone early in the Spring.

Take care, find your best light, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛎️**bellhop\_bell*

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Archaic Slab
### We Need Your Words for Medicine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/we-need-your-words-for-medicine/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T12:37:29.000Z
*Tuesday, January 20, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Wonder fell, Wonder fell,  
Who's got the spell?

The magic's in the words.  
ABC's to seize your dreams.

Thanks for using your magic to bring these words to life.

They're just blips of light or ink on a page without your magic. So thank you.

Do you see it now? The real issue with the constant barrage of bad News and negative opinions?

Every time someone reads it, it's brought to Life.

Enter your new understanding of the power of The Arts.

This is by no means a call for censorship. No. This is a call for a responsibility of readership.

Even if it's only to dismiss it, to roll your eyes and cast it away, what you read and witness becomes a part of your world through your witness of it.

What do you want to have more of in your life? See it more often. Read it. Make it live in your world, so it can live in The World.

Words and images matter so much. Our cellphone staring, screens everywhere glaring, made us go numb and forget.

When we see something we read it. The understanding and evaluation of it becomes a part of our day. And so it lives in The World through the viewer.

What do you fill your day with? What stories are your considerations? 

They live through you.

It's a question of values. 

...

*So long as we keep paying for bad News, we're going to keep paying for bad News.*

The more profitable we make good News the more profit will be gained from creating it.

It really is that simple.

When good News pays the bills everyone wins.

What can you do?

Actively choose what you watch and listen to.

If a doom and gloom story shows on a screen, if a jockey starts spouting hate, change the channel. There are so many better ways to feed your day.

You see, when we feed on something for awhile we come to depend on it.

We've become a Nation addicted to tragedy.

Shock and spectacle have ruled the airwaves. Let's cut it out. Stop feeding the synthesized Hell. Actively choose to watch something else.

Don't be quiet about your choice.

Let people know.

> "I stopped reading, watching, listening to bad News. Now, I get my good News here."   
> \-Reader Helping to Save Our Country

Again: *So long as we keep paying for bad News, we're going to keep paying for bad News.*

Artists, Musicians, Writers! This is where we can help.

Flood the airwaves with your works of Hope.

Life is still worth waking up for.

Remind The World.

Right now we need your Art, your music, your words for medicine.

Artists! Administer The World its dose!

Be bold. Be seen. Be beautifully prolific.

Lift us up where we've been pulled down for so long.

The Internet is the biggest boon for creatives since the printing press. Use it. Flex the flexibility and freedom found there and share your wonderful expressions.

The World isn't going to heal itself; our stories are.

Wonder Fell is here everyday to help you keep it going.

Hollywood and Broadway this means you, too.

Stop feeding the beast of tragedy, people need hope. You're both factories of Hope or Hell. The choice is yours. The World is a better place than we've been portraying it to be.

Entertainers time to take some responsibility for the State of our Country.

When the News becomes entertainment, it's time for our entertainers to provide the News.

Every work of Art shows a moral way. America's moral compass has been spinning for decades.

Our stories, our Arts and Entertainment, are the way to reestablish Our True North.

As always, thank you for reading.

Take care, share some good News, share some Art, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎦**cinema*

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Archaic Slab
### Rhythm
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/rhythm/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T00:13:26.000Z
*Monday, January 19, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Another one. A sunrise on its way. A journal entry, too.

Glad you're here.

A circle-slash wave for a hello. O/

And away we go.

On with our show...

...

Do you ever examine the Archaic Slabs at the end of each entry?

It's a question of writers since the dawn of the typewriter... to handwrite or to type?

Comfort is the most important consideration. But does the means of expression, the tools used to shape the words, change the output?

The answer, after decades of practice for this writer, is yes.

> "Uh-oh."   
> \-Writer Wanting to Do Their Best Work

The reason, again, is comfort. How quick your dreams fly to the page matters.

*The rhythm in which we write a sentence is the best rhythm to read the sentence.*

I type over a hundred words per minute. I could finish a Wonder Fell entry in five minutes. But there's more to writing than pushing keys.

A journal, for my own tastes, goes better handwritten. It's more personal. When you handwrite the font choice is: *You*.

Consider music, it helps the analogy. The same popular song sounds different played on a piano versus a guitar.

News of the day and quick catharsis beach reads go best typed. The dreams of the writer march with the click of the keys.

But a long lingering literary opus, a romance for the ages, a journal singing each sunrise, is a musical score best arranged for handwriting.

We can type slow, longhand fast, a piano can rock and roll wail; but what each is most comfortable showcasing is the point here.

Ballads live comfortable lives in piano keys; beach read best sellers love a laptop.

Consider the rhythm of your prose.

Do you want to march the reader along to the story's action? Then tip-tap type away.

Do you want readers to daydream deep into your paragraphs? Pick a pen and glide fantastic with your Fountain or Bic.

How thumb-slapping translates musically to prose I'll leave other authors to measure. It's still too slow and cumbersome a process for these opposable digits to weigh.

Writers! Thank you again for reading. Keep going. The world needs words from people who value words as much as we do right now. 

Words are always The World's best medicine.

Take care, write your most comfortable rhythm, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💡**bulb*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a typewriter, a laptop, and a quill floating in the sky at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### Your Ghost
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-ghost/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:29:50.000Z
*Sunday, January 18, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A voice in the dark, waiting on the light.

You've got headlights for eyes, flashlights to see.

All writing is an act of graffiti until it's read.

Thanks for pulling me off the wall and bringing me into the story of your life.

All reading is an act of resurrection.

Boo! O/

Thanks for breathing life into these words with your attention.

Without our recognition words are just scribbles on a page, binary blips on a screen.

Ghost magic got you yet? In the reading zone?

This Ghost Realm where reading lives is where everything begins. Dreams become thoughts here, so thoughts can make actions.

Maybe you never thought about it, took it for granted. It's important now you do.

The Ghost Realm is what separates us from machines, what makes us alive.

It's not deep thinking; it's where thinking lives.

To see the world is to read the world, and so all acts of observation live in The Realm of The Ghost, too.

A picture is worth at least a thousand words, so seeing anything at all is an act of reading.

Listening, too. Ever hear an audiobook?

Our other senses as well...

There's Braille for touch, for an example.

There's the words that blueberry muffins baking and coffee brewing in the kitchen bring for senses of smell, for examples.

Sensing anything at all is an act of reading.

The thing that chooses what to do with what you read is what you are.

Your Ghost.

What my Ghost is up to at dawn is recorded and expressed everyday here. 

Thanks for reading. Hopefully my words in some way help you to have a better day.

What we sense is possible ought to match what we dream is possible.

I believe when it does that's called a good life, that's healthy living.

Here's to your health. O/

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💭**thought\_balloon*

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Archaic Slab
### Why Wonderfell?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why-wonderfell/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T18:03:41.000Z
*Saturday, January 17, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

> "Do you ever feel like not showing up, like not writing, in the morning, Wynn?"   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

It's work. It's duty. It's doing what I love. It's doing what's right.

[I fought for so long to be able to.](https://www.wonderfell.org/it-wasnt-always-like-this/) Now, when I wake, I'm so grateful for the win, I just start.

And it is work.

My Country needs help. The people suffer and don't understand why.

We blame money, ego, greed, bigotry, racism, misogyny, and a lot of other words.

But the true reason is our language itself.

The true reason America suffers is in The Stories We Choose to Share and Digest.

Because what we watch and report is where we assert our value.

When we continuously showcase tragedy and call it News, we tell each other tragedy is worth our attention.

There are just as many good deeds, more I'd say, going on in America than tragedies.

This is not a call for naive optimism. 

This is stating the fact that: What we feed grows.

We, as a Nation, have decades worth of feasting on tragedies.

And if the restaurant, The Media, wants to stay in business it has to serve what the people are eating.

Our stories chase ambulances instead of heroes. This is why our Country looks and feels the way it does at present.

We make showcasing Hell a profitable enterprise. People like to profit. They need profit to survive. And so we surround ourselves with Hell in an effort to just stay alive.

Good News is marketable. People love heroes more than nightmares.

Surely you'd rather watch a person rescue a cat over watching them shoot it in the head.

Don't say positive stories don't sell or you are the whole symptom and disease.

A story absent of hope isn't a story; it's an opinion.

Our News stories turned to News opinions a few decades ago. We're living in the consequences of a world feeding on stories devoid of hope.

Hell isn't other people; it's a world of hopeless stories.

Where's Hope?

In our storytellers who still recognize life is worth something good.

If the News is slow to remind us, our Artists need to be quick.

I write about An American Renaissance being a cure for our National malaise because hope has to flood the words we feed on soon if our Country is to survive.

We're better than the stories we're choosing to share.

Why Wonder Fell?

A guy from New England pulls away from society to write deliberately in his journal for a time to remind himself what's truly worth valuing in the World.

Over a hundred years ago Henry did the same. If there was no Walden, there was no 'Civil Disobedience,' and so no game plan for Gandhi or Martin Luther King.

Literature like Wonder Fell can matter that much.

It is my Hope it truly does.

Thank you for reading, for choosing hope over tragedy.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌐**globe\_with\_meridians*

Pic Prompt: **Create a pen and ink stick figure image of a person sat by a lake writing in a journal at sunrise.*

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Archaic Slab
### Check-in with Yourself
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/check-in-with-yourself/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:23:40.000Z
*Friday, January 16, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's your brew?

Coffee, tea? An Oatmeal stew?

Start your day. Time to do you.

Quite a business you're in... This You Business.

What do you think of yourself when you think of yourself? 

What dream of you do you keep with you?

A friendly point of order for you:

You can only ever be as good, as successful, as happy, as the best dream you keep of yourself.

Check-in with yourself. 

Do your dreams of who and what you are and may be, serve what you consider a good life would be?

If you can't imagine it in your life, there's no place for it, so it can never show.

Make a space in your dream for what you feel is your best life.

Be a welcoming host to your greatest dreams of you. 

Then take the steps to see them come true. 

Recognize when they do and be grateful.

Some friendly advice from your favorite Ghost Poet this morning.

Life can be something wonderful, so Life is worth wondering about.

Dream great dreams for yourself, make a place for them, then go about the work that brings them in.

Sun's up. Cool blue light on leafless tree limbs that sway their Winter's dance in the wind.

As always, thanks for reading, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎤**microphone*

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Archaic Slab
### Your Dream and Your Voice
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-dream-and-your-voice/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T00:06:59.000Z
*Thursday, January 15, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

At it again. O/

Still a few hours till sunrise.

Being a poet, sooner or later, I ought to write about mush.

And misconception.

There's more to being a poet than the card aisle at The Pharmacy.

Though, a poem is medicine when you read it right.

Conciseness and clarity of language is the aim of every poet.

We make better and new ways to express what it is to be alive through words.

We're quality control for words themselves.

Always here to make certain we get as much out of our language as we intend to express.

Our worlds run on words. Poets expand what is possible for language to say.

And so, poets widen what is possible for us to share.

Our relationships are able to deepen because of the work I do. 

We can know each other better.

...

[Colore ](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)marches on. There's already a [side-story](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/side-story/) posted this week.

The next main story verse introduces us to The New World our heroes find themselves in.

From the author's point of view, it's important certain details are set-up to ensure cohesion to the storyline that follows.

This is where the difference in story writer's methods becomes practical.

If you write a story by the seat of your pants, you do your plotting as you go.

A pantser's plot is called: Their First Draft.

As I'm writing Colore as 'live' a process as possible, and I post finished pieces of The Epic at least weekly, the dream of the story (the plot) has to be complete in my mind. There's no turning back once posted to edit.

This would be considered a job-hazard to most writers; I consider it fun.

And didactic.

It's a matter of trusting your dream and your voice.

This author's been dreaming and writing (though never sought publication) everyday for nearly three decades.

Humbly, Colore is in competent hands.

I wouldn't attempt it if I thought otherwise. The message is too important.

There are a lot of things America's been saying about a lot of things in the same ways for a long time. (Hint: The Epic's Name)

Time to upgrade our language about how we talk about some very serious concerns.

Poet's work.

And so I write.

Take care, know your work (and worth), and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪭**folding\_hand\_fan*

Pic Prompt: **Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a person standing in the card aisle in a Pharmacy.*

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Archaic Slab
### The Stories We Keep
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-stories-we-keep/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T16:00:38.000Z
*Wednesday, January 14, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Another day, another ray of sunrise sunshine from your favorite undead poet, +he Ghos+.

Thanks for reading.

(If you're new here, this isn't just a clever literary convention, [I really am undead.](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) No brains for breakfast for this zombie. Oatmeal works just fine.)

On with our show...

...

One of those mornings where there's just so much. Where to start? What topic to pick?

Do you have moments or mornings like this, too?

It comes down to choice. 

The quality of our lives ultimately comes from the priorities we keep.

So this morning wants to write about choice itself, and that means values.

Consider your relationships to find your definition of worth.

What story each person, place, and thing holds for you determines its value for you.

If there's something in your life, and you just can't seem to shake it, change its storied meaning to better suit your day.

Perhaps you're not a fan of snowy winters. But it's too soon, or impractical, right now to move to a tropical paradise.

There are plenty of ways (stories) to love the snow. Choose one that suits you.

*We are the accumulation of the stories we keep.* 

At birth we inherit the tales of our ancestors, we become adults when we start choosing which to keep and which to discard.

What stories rule your days? 

Maybe it's time to refresh a few.

Do that today.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji day: 📡**satellite\_antenna*

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Archaic Slab
### Consider the Source
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/consider-the-source/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T16:03:05.000Z
*Tuesday, January 13, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Peace.

What is it and where?

This morning wants to write about Peace, so here we go...

Wonder Fell doesn't do politics, but it certainly does The Human Spirit.

*And Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speeches (From* [*Colore*](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)*):* 

"Our politics, of late, have become a Theatre of The Absurd and we're all standing around staring at our phones, talking about what doesn't help, waiting for Godot to show up with our moral compass so we can do the right things to heal.

But we're not sick, our stories are.

Our News tells us to pay attention to one thing while our hearts tell us something else.

Where does our News come from?

As long as the answer to that question is someone or some organization that stands to gain something other than public gratitude, we must be weary about trusting the information shared.

*Consider the Source*, is great advice to keep in mind as you read or watch anything calling itself News these days.

The major concern of every media outlet is to keep you watching, not your best interests.

The first, and most pertinent reason, for why any major News Network's camera films anything is so you watch it.

Enter sensationalism and the nightmare circus show of our current News narrative.

The same ways of business that run Hollywood run and rule our Media.

We're being entertained for the profit of a few with horror shows.

Billions of dollars are made daily... as long as you watch.

> "Should we just ignore all the injustice then? Surely, that isn't right."  
> \-Concerned Citizen

Of course we shouldn't ignore injustice. The point here is the larger injustice, the disease and not the symptom. People are paid billions everyday to report tragedies. And people love to get paid.

We must turn our attention and our cameras to what's best about us if we're to survive.

We make Good News profitable by watching it more, by choosing it over the Hell being served us so often.

There are plenty of good people doing good things in every community everyday. Let's talk about them. Let's make their stories where the profit is.

What we feed grows.

All the attention given to angry shock jocks and malignant media machines over the past few decades has created some well-fed monstrosities.

Do you listen and watch them for information or entertainment?

There are better places, that serve your well-being better, to get both.

There's no Right or Left wing conspiracies going on in America.

There are a few people with a lot of money and a media for hire.

That's the state of our Union for the past few decades.

Government isn't a team sport; it's a team effort.

The reason so many feel an us against them mentality in the realm of politics is because it's an easy narrative to direct. 

When you pick a side you're labeled and easily led.

Right-wings and Left are both fasteners, there to attach puppet strings to viewers to make them fly where the well-paid cameras lead them to go.

How long before America finds out it's being puppeted around?

Talk with your communities, your fellow workers, your friends. Place your focus and concern there.

Elect good people. If you wouldn't trust a person to babysit your child, they certainly shouldn't be trusted to govern your State or Country.

They also shouldn't be trusted to tell you what's News."

Read more of the Epic at: [Colore.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

> ...🐲...

Sun's up... another tomorrow becomes today.

Take care, consider your sources and their *whys*, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☮️**peace\_symbol*

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Archaic Slab
### The Stories You Tell Yourself
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-stories-you-tell-yourself/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:40:40.000Z
*Monday, January 12, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

What an interesting place, our World... this Life.

Remove human drama for a moment and consider what we have to witness.

There's The Sun.   
Different angles and intervals of light rule the days.  
The oceans wave to churn.   
Air picks up its pace, or slows, in a great dance called wind.   
Water is a fashion show model always changing outfits to suit the scene.

Ice, snow, steam, and rain; mist, hail, and slush... water cycles a perpetual strut, the sky for its catwalk, the clouds for backstage dressing rooms. 

What to wear today?

Then there's the land with its conditions. Certain seeds only grow in certain soil.

Mother Nature dresses differently for different temperatures.

Arctic snowmen have nothing to wear in The Amazon.

Everything grows here as a function of time. Even rocks erode and change shape. Some stories call it impermanence, but it's just what time is for.

Life is a circle going somewhere; Time spins the wheel.

Where we're going depends on the stories you tell yourself.

There's too much wonder, too much order, too much beauty and the possibility for love, for Life to be arbitrary.

Why do stories work? The answer is not plot points, three act structure, or The Hero's Cycle.

Those are maps for methods. Why the same story makes people of all shapes, sizes, and cultures laugh and cry at the same moments is evidence there's more to Life than microscopes can measure.

Perhaps Science stays away from the question of why for reasons of foresight. Story and Art already have the question of why well under control.

Wonder Fell addresses the power of story often; it's the gateway to faith.

There's no preaching here. We all must find our own way. Which means finding the stories that best help us understand and experience all Life has to offer.

Speaking of stories, [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) is about to take-off into more fantastical fun.

I'm glad to be able to share some stories with you. I hope (and Hope does, too) you enjoy them.

As always, thank you for reading, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚩**triangular\_flag\_on\_post* 

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Archaic Slab
### What's Wonderful for You?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-wonderful-for-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T19:34:46.000Z
*Sunday, January 11, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Something wonderful for you...

What words would re-spark wonder in your life? 

***"Free money. Just read."***

How's that?

With all the majestic mountains, and the magic of moonlight, and what love can and does do; have we sunk so low?

Where do you place your value? What's wonderful for you?

Life is worth so much more than where we place our value, lately.

Our stories are loud, flashy, sensational with our music; hints at morality hold them together because morality is an essential part of any work of art.

Because doing what is right means reaffirming Life's intrinsic value.

Living... to be alive is a wonderful thing.

How did so many, so often, forget?

I blame our stories, our lowercase arts.

We match Art with Entertainment and attempt to equate the two. But the purpose of Art is the opposite of Entertainment.

Entertainment distracts; Art demands attention.

The first helps us forget. The latter makes us remember what it means to be alive.

Every morning I write at the miracle of dawn because somewhere in all our computing, all our money woes and ways, we trained ourselves to forget.

Another New Englander over a century ago left his modern world and set up shop in the woods to see about living deliberately.

Every morning, going on two years, I write the sunrise to remember this miracle called Life.

If your world is flat and lacking joy, reset your alarm clock, watch a few sunrises, and remember as you watch the star come over the horizon: *That doesn't have to happen*.

Wonder for a few moments why it does. Be grateful for all it allows. Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

Brought emoji of the day: 🌅**sunrise*

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Archaic Slab
### The Way Heroes Do
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-way-heroes-do/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T16:07:43.000Z
*Saturday, January 10, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

World building takes time. That's what's going on with [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/), lately.

How best to use the ways of story, fable, and myth to best express a message or two is my work at present.

It's poet's work. Taking a literary verse structure and using it to hold dreams you wish to share is what poets do.

This poet is working with myth, with the novel, with story itself.

If Colore is to be an American Epic many different ways of presenting a dream must come together as one to mirror the intent of The Nation.

It's a melting pot point. Though, I prefer a quilted tapestry to a melting pot for a metaphor for the Country.

A quilt is for a home and for warmth.   
A melting pot spells smells of disintegration.

Word choice matters.

And so I write.

...

The Sun's up, a mud-season preview in January.

Passenger planes billow smoke, jet-stream synthetic clouds through a clear blue sky.

Make something good for your life today. 

Find Hope and use it as your motivating force the way heroes do.

I'm through with the AI picture exercise. The point's been made. AI, image or not, is a collaborative translation of human memory stored online.

Catalog advice from history.

Being alive is all about right now; Artificial Intelligence is all about the past.

There's no hope in AI, there's nothing new.

These days I'm all about [Hope](https://www.wonderfell.org/under-the-ancient-skyscraper/).

Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🗒️**spiral\_note\_pad*

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Archaic Slab
### This is Poet's Work
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/common-decency/
Last updated: 2026-01-09T22:57:55.000Z
*Friday, January 09, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

The half-moon Cheshire Cats its smile to signal dawn is still awhile away.

What's it worth to you? Reading Wonderfell, reading anything at all?

There's no sales pitch here, nothing to buy. Wonderfell, this journal, will always be free.

### A Faith Esperanza James Campaign Speech: 

"My Country, America, has put money over morality in means of economic and social importance for too long and we're starting to pay the price for it.

There's nothing wrong with money, but there's nothing right with it either. It's value is an act of faith.

Most of what's called cash these days is just some arbitrary number blips in cyberspace.

Your true value, as far as Life is concerned, and therefore as far as your well-being is concerned, is based on your contributions to the well-being of Life itself.

Your worth is in your relationships.

The more we value money as a purely mathematical exercise the further our quality of Life declines.

Turn on The News for evidence.

When we start caring about each other again, start valuing Life as more than a numbers game again, our Nation will heal.

Your life can only ever be as good as the relationships in your life.

Not just with people, but with all things.

How's your cup of coffee or tea? Getting along all right? Your sentiments for your morning cup are a part of its sustenance for you.

Really.

The world is full of quietly desperate millionaires wanting something more, something else. Do they enjoy their cup of coffee or tea in the morning? Most likely its taken for granted and barely tasted at all.

The things in your life are only worth how much value you put into them.

This is poet's work; this is what's been lacking. Money is supposed to be emblematic of value: not value itself.

Surely your grade school teacher is worth more to our Country than a Wall Street Broker.

Our money is failing our morality and so... The News of the Day, lately.

But money and morality add up.

America is at a moral tipping point.

A Nation of laws cannot endure with criminals at the wheel.

Are you ready to give up on America?

If you're quiet right now you are.

The ship is sinking. Money is attempting to buy the Law.

Is it for sale?

Are We a Nation of values or a Bank account?

Hundreds of years ago there was an essay entitled, Common Sense, that inspired a Nation to do the right thing.

Here's a speech entitled, Common Decency, set to do the same.

Morality, not money, makes a Nation Great... again, or at all."

...🐲...

[The Epic and more Side-Stories Here.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

Thanks for reading, do the right thing, say something, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔍**mag*

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Archaic Slab
### Since the Dawn of the Moon
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/since-the-dawn-of-the-moon/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T17:57:31.000Z
*Thursday, January 08, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

There's Love, there's Life itself, there's every emotion known and more, there's the realm of all that Science cannot measure; there's the work of The Poet.

O/ How's your sunshine?

Are you a writer? Do you keep a journal?

You should.

Artists keep sketchbooks to practice their expressions through lines.

Writers should keep a journal to metaphorically do the same.

We draw with words; we write the sunshine.

Every shadow, shape, color and line expressed by an Artist is, for a writer, a potential placeholder for our craft.

But words do more than just mimic shapes in space. 

*There's a whole realm of wonderful in each of us.* 

Words are always the starting point for expressing what is alive in us, of what we are.

...

Sometimes, though rare, Wonder Fell goes [personal](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/). What compels someone to take on such a task?

Poets have neglected the sunrise since the dawn of the moon. But there's hope in every morning, another chance in every new ray of every new day.

More than that there's the power of words and how they're linked to identity.

We are responsible for every word we share, through breath, ink, or pixel light.

How easy text messaging and the Internet allows us to forget.

Your words are a part of you, ambassadors of who you are, always at work building your identity, your place in the World.

[Illness and tragedy](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) kept me from being able to share words in ways so many of us take for granted for so long. 

Wonder Fell, personally speaking, is a way to share some of who I am with a World I was kept from for so much of my adult life.

Now that remission and beating death are out of the way, there's much I have to share... that I've wanted to for a very long time.

It's all good news; we could use some.

As always, thank you for reading. Please, if you find it helpful, stay and read some more.

With so many words, there's something for everyone here.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌇**city\_sunrise*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a stick figure pen and ink drawing of a person watching the moon wearing sunglasses.*

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### Owning a Sense of Wonder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/owning-a-sense-of-wonder/
Last updated: 2026-05-13T00:06:08.000Z
*Wednesday, January 07, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

More than a convention, it gets the gears going. 

Wonder Fell's first line every morning.

The previous sentence is not a classic sentence.

There are many non-classical uses of grammar on the site. 

It's a journal.

Journals and text messages allow more freedom in the world of syntax.

So does the profession of The Poet.

Somebody's gotta make the rules my Stuffy-Stuffy Grammar Gals.

Part of a Poet's Credo: Grammar is a canvas; not a prison.

> "How's that work?"   
> \-Interested Reader

Refer to your text messages for a more (ungrammatical) detailed explanation.

...

A conversation with humanity at sunrise.

Everyday.

Just a short, "Have some breakfast. Enjoy your day. Here's some things to wonder about... post,' for you.

Because owning a sense of wonder is integral to living a good life.

So many of us forgot or never knew it was an option.

We all have this thing called Life... we share it, but we also have our own.

The quality of every life is determined by the quality of its relationships.

How we get along with all things determines our well-being. 

This means your friends, your partner, your business associates, your dog or cat, your car, even your toaster and the horizon at dawn.

...

Blue-light behind billowy clouds this morning.

Dawn shows like your best friend at midnight asked if you wanted to see the two month supply of ice cream they have in the walk-in freezer.

"Sure," you said.

As they opened the air-sealed door the lights came on, iridescent yellow and blue glowing clouds of steam around every flavor on every shelf.

What's your favorite flavor?

Pick it, enjoy, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍧**shaved\_ice*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a stick figure image of someone picking out a flavor of ice cream from a store shelf using a blue color palette.*

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Archaic Slab
### Have You Considered Them?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/have-you-considered-them/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:20:49.000Z
*Tuesday, January 06, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Sun's up. All clear here. 

Except the sky... a comfortable cloudy daydream.

...

Lots of memorable dreams last night.

Do you have sleep like that? 

On occasion the images and stories while we sleep are worth remembering.

There's that understanding of the word remember... to put something back together.

Gather all the group's members and reassemble.

So much wonder already on the site regarding the power of [dreams](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/).

Have you considered them?

Sure you've considered breathing and your heart's beat a few times. 

Dreaming is as necessary as both of those. It's purpose in your life is definitely worth your consideration.

The ability to dream and then express that dream is what makes us human. Everything else AI machines can do, but only if they're built from dreams first.

So how are your dreams awake and asleep?

Athletes and Artists both must visualize success at their work first if they're to be successful.

Visualization is daydreaming with a destination. The only way to have any kind of success in life and not visualize it first is if someone else's dream carries you along with them.

How we get along with someone ultimately comes down to how well our dreams of the relationship work together. All relationships work that way: friends, lovers, business associates.

What's Life all about in your dream of Life? Find people with similar notions and build a wonderful Life building those dreams.

Good day, good feel in the air today.

Hope all's well, Dear Reader. O/

Take care, consider your dreams, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐣**hatching\_chick*

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Archaic Slab
### Read
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/read/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T16:11:41.000Z
*Monday, January 05, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello, again. O/

Another morning, some more thoughts from your friendly [undead](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) poet.

Glad you're here.

On with our show...

...

Do you read? Often and much?

It's a wonderful thing to do for so many reasons. Not only for leisure's sake, but also as a means of caring for yourself.

Far from an escape, reading is an exercise that helps you know yourself better.

Readers have richer fuller lives because time spent with books is time invested in you.

Reading provides new ways to interpret Life. So to read is to expand all you can experience.

*A book you love is a pair of eyeglasses that helps you see more.*

When someone tells you they don't enjoy reading what they're actually saying is they didn't enjoy the books they read.

If you want to start a reading practice, it's as simple as finding a book you love.

There's at least one for everyone.

Read something you enjoy everyday and your whole life improves.

Really.

There's a few minute read brand new everyday here on Wonder Fell. If you love it, (you know you do) check it out everyday.

My morning journal on Wonder Fell will always be free.

Donations and friendly comments are always greatly appreciated.

It's in the good old-fashioned spirit of helping out that I present these thoughts to you each morning. That spirit is so lacking from our daily focus lately.

A looking out for number one way of life is a fool's errand; as if you built your i-phone. There's always someone to be grateful for other than yourself.

Always.

Thank you for reading, it means the World to me. Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪄**magic\_wand*

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Archaic Slab
### And So I Write
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/and-so-i-write/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T17:49:01.000Z
*Sunday, January 04, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome to the show. O/

Midnight changes the calendar, though most of us sleep at least six more hours before we wake.

What's up with that?

Another incredibly early morning here. It's still yesterday on the West Coast. Greetings from tomorrow, California. O/

So far, so good.

So many sunrises in a row now on Wonder Fell. Hundreds.

Thanks for sharing some with me.

...

It's interesting in its intimacy, this act of journal sharing. 

How words shape and build identity show well here.

How each sentence says so much about the writer is worth our wonder.

Respect and reverence for the written word, for language at all, is what this site is all about.

Neglecting to remember the power words have to shape our lives is the cause of everything we see, and hear, and call so much of the News these days.

You see, Dear Reader, this is poet's work. More than the Hallmark Card love letter melancholy business so commonly put on us; we're guardians of words themselves.

I blame America's youth, not our young generations; our civilization's age.

We've only been around a couple hundred years. Our start was a turning away from so much else.

We have no Chaucers, no Miltons, no Homers that aren't yellow. Poets like these shaped civilizations with their testaments to morality.

And so I write.

I write my best to remind us of our best so we can, again, show what's best about ourselves to each other.

It takes story, it takes myth, it takes lyrical language to do that.

Our popular musicians, at times, do their best to remind us the value of Life. But a pop song can only do so much.

*Different types of Art are different types of medicine.*

A popular song heard by the right person at the right time changes that person's life.

Poetry, specifically Lyrical and Epic Poetry, is medicine for Civilizations.

And so I write.

Humbly, consistently, a voice every morning to remind us Life is still worth wonder. Our dreams still matter. 

*How we treat each other still defines our value more than any bank account can ever say.*  
Our words, more precisely our stories and Art, must begin to emphasize this point if our civilization is to endure.

It's time for us Artists to be the grown-ups, take the reigns, and lead.

We are so much better than how we've been treating and talking about ourselves lately.

Most of humanity has a camera, a speaker, a monitor on them at all times these days.

Our phones are connected to The World.

Artists! Let's flood phones with Art, with music, with stories and purge our so called News.

People! There are better things to look at and listen to than what passes for News.

Choose your favorite genre of music for your radio station choice over the channel with the people getting paid to make you angry.

The woman singing her heart out so you can have a better day deserves your attention more. She most certainly is of more lasting value and increases rather than takes away from your quality of life.

When Art takes over a culture it's called a Renaissance. America is long overdue one.

The reality of an American Renaissance is the only way we can bring lasting positive change.

Our understanding of our stories is broken. This requires new stories, art, and music to heal.

There's much to say on this topic. It's part of the point and purpose of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) to address it directly.

And so I write.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👋**wave*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of an open book on a table on a hillside at dawn.*

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Archaic Slab
### To See More
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/to-see-more/
Last updated: 2026-01-03T14:18:58.000Z
*Saturday, January 03, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's the New Year?

Been a few days. A quick assessment is in order.

Hope all's well.

The very soon full moon through the window on the tablet as I write to you.

Another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) dropped last night.

There's still some arranging of parts going on behind the scenes with the author.

(Anytime I speak of myself in the third person you know things are quite serious.)

Colore is not a novel. Poets (O/) don't write novels. If a poet wants to tell a story, we write an Epic.

A Freeverse Epic may, at times, resemble a novel, but there are distinctions.

In the world of writing, the difference is glaring. Writing teachers get ready their red pens to write in the margins, "Show. Don't tell."

But an Epic is told.

Think of it like this: The guy (third person again... serious) who writes Wonderfell is telling you a story.

Another helpful reason for this journal, in terms of an Epic, it helps to know your narrator. O/

Thanks for getting to know me.

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So that's how the days of late go for me: Working on stretching genres to best express a message of Hope to you.

> "Couldn't you just write the main story as a novel, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader With an Excellent Question

Yes, but the point would not be fully expressed.

Shakespeare's got his play within a play. I'm working on a story, stories actually, within a story.

Moral tales juxtaposed to life today to remind us of the transformative power of Story in all our lives.

The notion is that the stories we feed ourselves everyday aren't giving us our best results. Our Nation is falling apart because our stories aren't serving what's best about us. A tale where the villain wins is a cool concept, but a failure of a story.

Art imitates Life, certainly; but the quality of our lives, our full emotional experience, can only ever be as good as our Art allows.

Until we have words or images to define our experience, we can't fully experience it.

This is what Art does: Shows us The World in a new light to help us better understand our own experience. And because there's a better understanding our day to day lives are richer, fuller, more easily expressed.

Art is not entertainment; it's the tool we use to shape our lives.

Reading a 'good' book, or watching a 'good' movie, reaffirms for you your feelings of what it means to be alive.

Experiencing a great book or film expands your awareness of what is possible to experience. 

*Seeing a great painting allows you to see more.*

So I work in hopes to help us better see.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

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#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 7️⃣**seven*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a poorly drawn stick figure illustration drawn with crayons of a faerie wearing a bowtie writing in a book at dawn.*

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Archaic Slab
### The Scientist and The Sentence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-scientist-and-the-sentence/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T23:54:53.000Z
*Friday, January 02, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The Moon is bright and so are you. O/

Great to be read by you again. Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Friday... so expect another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) to appear later today.

Writing about writing an American Epic while writing it brings up some new questions and possibilities.

The pacing of posts stays the same due to the requirements of the story. Being a fantasy tale of sorts, details of the world's reality need to be fleshed out in advance.

To some degree.

I've been working those out.

So much of the joy of writing a story comes in the act of discovery.

Authors tend to stress over writing it 'right.'

We study books on craft. And we should.

The desire to better understand our work is self-affirming and potentially beneficial to the finished product.

Potentially because getting too focused on craft dizzies up the dreams we're attempting to convey with details.

If you know how to tell a child a story, and how to write a sentence, you can write a book.

Once upon a time there was an interesting character who had an issue. Until one day something happened that needed fixing. Fixing this issue solved the interesting character's issue. The End.

There are hundreds of years of literary theories, some practical, some far-out fantastical, to explain in detail the 'Once Upon a Time' process of story.

Something about you knows it. Is it innate?

Every known culture knows the same way of story.

We're born into it. The ways of story are as much a part of Life as water is.

*The World cannot exist without story.*

A Scientist would have to follow the way of story to attempt to prove or disprove that statement...

*Once upon a time there was a Scientist who wanted to prove The World's dependency on Story.* 
*Suddenly, the previous sentence appeared.* 
*The Scientist read it, wondered, and called it Proof.* 
*And The Scientist and The Sentence lived happily ever after in a state of wonder.*

Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐧**penguin*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a poorly drawn stick figure image made with a purple crayon of a deep in thought Scientist reading a piece of paper.*

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Archaic Slab
### A Re-Solution
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-re-solution/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T16:15:52.000Z
*Thursday, January 01, 2026*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy New Year.

Now what?

We dance, we sing, we merry make; we have better days.

We take care of each other. And that means taking better care of ourselves.

Resolutions... a re-solution.. are you fixing that again?

Like a painter has a canvas, a poet a page, we use time as a framework to plan our days and fashion our goals.

*We frame our lives on canvases of time.*

The screen you read this on is a frame of sorts. 

What do you keep within the walls of your phone or monitor's picture world?

How many tabs do you have open? ☝️😕

Can you really devote the kind of care and attention necessary to give to each open tab all at once?

If an image is in a painting it is part of the painting.   
If a word is in a sentence it is part of the sentence.   
All that's on your screen is part of all that's on your screen.

Unless you're ordering lunch for a company meeting, the pizza restaurant delivery menu tab has no place on the screen with your company's annual report.

Treat every screen you use like a painting in a frame. Do that. See how your focus improves.

So, what's in your New Year's frame?

Let's extend the metaphor... what materials will you use to paint this New Year?

Patience? Persistence? Passion?

What's this year's fashion?

More words on more screens for me.

Thanks for reading them. O/

Make a resolution to help yourself and at least one other person this year, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📆**calendar*

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Archaic Slab
### Time to Wrap It Up
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/time-to-wrap-it-up/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T19:04:15.000Z
*Wednesday, December 31, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Another day, another sunrise, another way to shine.

How's the day? O/

The last one of 2025.

A good time for some reflection.

Our holidays are a bit out of sync with our seasons. Blame Kings of old and their latitudes.

Solarly speaking, the year ought to start on the solstice when the days start to increase their duration of sunshine.

Happy New Year's Eve, regardless.

How was your year?

Don't base it off The News.

What passes for News these days is slowly becoming a band of bully's bully pulpit.

Next year we'll see a change to that. It's just not sustainable. Immorality never lasts.

Think of community, your close life, your friends, your work, your loved ones... how was the year?

A day for reflection.

So today we treat the year like a mirror.

How do you look?

Handsome, humble, and charming as ever thank you very much. O/

Past aesthetics though... What does what happened in this past year say about you?

What did you do to help it look the way it does?

Because you did help.

The parts of the year you loved remember what you did to help create them. Put those on next year's playlist. Push repeat all. And play it.

Parts of this year you weren't so fond of... what did you do to help those happen?

Maybe you didn't do anything. Not doing something when we can is always the cause of the continuation of everything we're not fond of in our life.

What could you have done to improve it? Do it this new year.

Practical post this morning.

There's another aspect to this Ghos+ convention I hadn't anticipated: The reception, more so, the necessity for the lack of it.

It's about time to wrap it up.

Just a guy in his 40's doing his job the best he can. My job just happens to be Poet in a shaky America.

The point with AI imagery is at its end.

I've turned to satire stick figures until [The Of Sorts Gallery (of sorts)](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-subjective-nature-and-inconsistencies-of-ai-imagery/) gets more established.

[Colore ](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)continues. Fan Art Galore for sure on the way for that. Anytime we bring dragons into a story Artists are sure to follow.

There's something drawable about a dragon, something that begs expression.

There's an Epic's worth of words to discuss that more in the works.

Thanks for reading, enjoy New Year's Eve, if you wouldn't do it sober don't do it drunk, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎇**sparkler*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a poorly drawn stick figure drawing of people watching fireworks on New Year's Eve.*

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Archaic Slab
### Developing a Practice
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/developing-a-practice/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T23:48:47.000Z
*Tuesday, December 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

We write. We draw. We sing and strum. We create!

O/

Thank you Artists of all kinds for showing the world it's Beautiful.

Keep going.

More than hobby or craft, it's generosity.

Those quiet moments we spend alone in daydreams, when the busy world does its busy, yearn to be shared.

We sit quiet, observe our minds, feel with our imagination the world... we feast on dreams.

> "Where do you come up with your ideas?"   
> \-Friends Who Don't Consider Themselves Creative But Are Always Quite Busy

We stare at walls, we do the dishes, we gather dreams.

Alone time... introspection is all part of the process of Art.

The best dreams come in quiet safe places,   
Alone, or with friendly trustworthy faces.

Our dreams are beautiful; that's why they're worth sharing.

But it is easy to be lulled into a lullaby of idleness by them. 

This is why it's important to have a practice set up: to develop the habit of making.

That means allotting time to wander, to daydream, to be idle.

Remember gathering is part of the process, too.

Everyday doings: laundry, washing dishes, showering; are great times to gather dreams.

Your body is comfortable with the tasks.

Unless you jog everyday, a walk is always better than a run for gathering dreams.

Your body knows what's required. 

So there's no deliberation required.

This is another, perhaps the most important, reason for developing a practice. Your body gets comfortable with the process of writing, of drawing, of singing and strumming. And because it's comfortable dreams come easy to fill the craft.

Just show up around the same time everyday and make something. After sometime the dreams will come.

When we try, when we force, the trying and the forcing go into the work and are shared with the audience.

It's disingenuous somehow. Like you don't believe it's good. That disbelief, then, goes into your creation.

Cut it out.

Show up. 

Remember you love making and make!

Write a simple sentence. Draw a stick figure. Sing a scale. Get into the rhythm of making.

Writers often talk about the different ways of making a story. There's two camps: Plotters and Pantsers.

Plotters make a map and follow it. Pantsers sit and write by the seat of their pants.

These are actually the same process; it's only a matter of trust and timing.

Stories all work in a certain way. There are plenty of books and courses to show how.

The writer makes a character and then takes them through the certain ways of a story.

The metaphors and details are all that's new.

We can make those before we start writing (plotter), or while we write (pantser).

For me, I make a mental note (sometimes written) of "this happens then this happens then this happens...end scene," just a short list before I write each scene. A quick plot to get my pants comfortable.

Why get into the car if you don't know where you're going?

This works for all forms of writing and Art. Know where your Art is going and know the trip to be worth the ride. Your enjoyment of your creation is infectious.

Do you recall driving backroads when the sky through the trees turned a beautiful shade of you-didn't-know-skies-came-in-that-color?

Bring back that feeling while you write if you want your writing beautiful.

Just be in the feeling of what you want to share, then be sincere.

Enthusiasm is always a great feeling to have while creating; it gets viewers excited to see your work, and to be alive.

Sun's up. Clear, cool day in December.

Thanks for reading, work some today, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕵️**sleuth\_or\_spy*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a poorly drawn stick figure drawing of a guy and his dog sitting looking at a laptop computer.*

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### In Intimate Ways
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-intimate-ways/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:59:21.000Z
*Monday, December 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Slushy rain here.

Sometimes the words do the weather justice. Slush is a great example; it sounds like the experience.

How's your sunlight?

What if sunlight is programmer's code?

Put that in your morning cup to wonder about.

It makes scientific sense if it is.

There's a great poetic metaphor there, at least.

Our screens show algorithms and code based on sequences of light.

So what's up with The Sun?

Does our galaxy's star have a programmer?

Assuming celestial fire burns arbitrarily is human ignorance and vanity.

We have a phone with an Internet connection. What wonders it brings!

Much in the same way, we have The World powered by The Sun.

...

Some morning thoughts for daydreamers and Scientists to consider.

It's a journal, some morning thoughts of a poet in an Internet Age.

Not a series of lectures or dissertations.

We can hop around here.

Even a very unprofessional bunny emoji is quite acceptable on Wonder Fell. 🐰

Deep thoughts, wonder, and the power of words; the ways of a poet.

Part of the point of this site is that the ways Artists, Poets specifically, think is lacking from our daily lives.

Sensationalism has ruled American Art for too long. It's time we artistically grew up as a Nation.

Life is worth more than a spectacle light show. There's warm honest moments with friends, family, loved ones, and yourself worth celebrating.

In intimate ways.

If there's one quality lacking from American Art, and therefore American Culture, it's a sense of intimacy.

Intimacy is a shared recognition of Life's value.

Every life has a world of its own going on within it.

Your romantic partner, the politician on the other side of the aisle, the gas clerk, even The Internet Troll, has a whole world of their own within.

Calories don't make us who we are; our stories do.

My queue to go back to writing some.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😁**grin*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of The Sun dressed as a nerd programming lines of code on a laptop in the style of a magical surrealist anime painting.*

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Archaic Slab
### The Kind of Work I Do
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-kind-of-work-i-do/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T22:22:49.000Z
*Sunday, December 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

> "What a thing to do... write each day at dawn this Epic Letter Poem."   
> \-Interested Reader

> "Well, I was here anyhow and it's rude not to include you."   
> \-Friendly Poet Including You

Thanks for reading.

...

It's amazing; we rarely consider it. Give it a thought or two... what happens when we read.

What these symbols called letters do ought to fill us all with wonder.

Here we are having a conversation of sorts. 

And though, we've not met in person, though there's no pictures or videos of me here, I can wave to you. O/

And though, you don't see my humbly handsome self greeting you, you do recognize me somehow.

So who are you reading while you read Wynn?

That's the true reason for +he Ghos+ avatar... to make that point.

It only takes a couple hundred words, maybe a [poem](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/) or two, perhaps a look at [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/); to see there's no way I'm AI.

The rhythm and context of my words are my own. 

What we are transcends algorithms. 

All that Life is cannot fit in a line of computer code because it requires what's alive to make it. 

There's something more than human about being alive.

Yes, I'm talking about spirit, about dreams, about what happens while you read, about how you know me. O/

*We are our dreams and what we choose to do with them.*

It's important we remember as AI establishes itself in our lives the reasons why we are irreplaceable. It comes down to our relationship with dreams.

...

At times Wonder Fell appears to delve into deep thought metaphysics, but these ideas are soon obligatory for us to understand what living is about as AI makes more and more of what we defined necessary obsolete.

If you think a robot version of you would do a better job at being you, then you better reassess your definition of what it means to be human.

Being human is about what we choose to do with our dreams and whatever the heck Love is all about.

Beauty, Joy, Wonder... the realms and work of The Poet. We've been quieted and misunderstood in my Country... overlooked by default.

Our current National state of affairs owes itself to the neglect of the kind of work I do.

What good is freedom without a basic recognition of Life's intrinsic values?

*Poets, not price tags, define value.*

You don't want a new car, house, jewelry, or more money. You want the experience of having them.

Poets paint experience in words, so we can better understand how to best express our lives.

What constitutes a good life remains regardless the time, but the stuff of our lives, the toys and tools, change.

Those toys and tools are sleeping metaphors waiting for Poets and Artists alike to show the morality of, to show how they fit, how they best serve a wonderful and good life.

This poet O/, at present, is tackling AI and Identity in this Internet Age.

A daily journal, with no bio or pics, is the best genre to do so.

Thanks for reading.

...

Our Science and Our Politics are out of sync. Our stories don't serve us well-enough. It's why we're falling apart.

An Epic Saga is the best Poet's Genre to show this.

Enter [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Wish me well while I return to writing it for us.

As always, thank you for your time and consideration, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💬**speech\_balloon*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a ghost writing in an ancient library dressed as a poet in the style of a magical line drawing sketch.*

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Archaic Slab
### The Subjective Nature and Inconsistencies of AI Imagery
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-subjective-nature-and-inconsistencies-of-ai-imagery/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T22:06:36.000Z
*Saturday, December 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Do you keep a morning journal?

If you're a Writer, an Artist of any kind, it helps.

Start the day defining your priorities.

Writer, Artist write some lines! 

Everyday, of course. Might as well start first thing in the morning.

*Isn't your Art at least as important as your cup of coffee?*

Let it know.

Start the day with at least a few words or sketches. Don't be concerned with quality or quantity. Just show up. Make anything at all. You're a creator. This is who you are. This is what you do. Affirm yourself to the World every morning.

> "Good morning, Life. Here I am. The person that makes new things. O/"   
> \-Writer or Artist At Work Getting It Done

Keep showing Life who you are and Life keeps helping you out.

It's what practice is all about.

Do a little bit of what you love every morning with your cup of coffee or tea.

For no other reason other than you love to.

Everyday remind the World who you are, so the World can help you be it.

...

I started reaching out to Artists. This campaign to show the inconsistencies and subjective nature of AI is near its end.

I would much prefer to offer the place for images on Wonder Fell to Artists.

A gallery of sorts.

💡

Actually, that's a great name for it. The Gallery: Of Sorts

The Gallery: Of Sorts on Wonder Fell.

All sorts of Art and Artists in The Gallery: Of Sorts on Wonder Fell.

Coming Soon.

Till then there's fun showing the subjective nature and inconsistencies of AI.

Btw: AI images are helpful. There needs be no hate from Artists regarding AI Imagery.

The term 'AI art' has to go; it's an impossibility. Art is made by dreamers. Machines don't dream. A piece and part of every Artist is in every work they make.

It's easy to see if you look at enough Art. 

The difference between an AI replica and an original piece is easy to spot.

The pictures my words create for you, as you read, are directly For You. AI making an image out of them is at least a step, if not hundreds, removed. 

AI is always, in all ways, a collaborative translation.

[The Ghos+ Point, again....](https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/)

Thanks for reading this morning journal gone Epic ([literally](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)).

Take care, make something, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎨**art*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a sad robot painting a poorly painted picture in the style of a magical Pixar animation.*

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Archaic Slab
### Dreams... a Tangible Air
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dreams-a-tangible-air/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T21:57:37.000Z
*Friday, December 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Hope all's well.

The day after a holiday, what to do?

Back to everyday rhythms.

...

Something interesting for writers, and anyone who likes to embark on creative endeavors, is the consistency found here.

> "How do you know what to write about everyday? Don't you get writer's, artist's, creative person's block ever, Wynn?"   
> \-Curious Writer, Artist, Creative Person Reader

You have to be willing to sit and daydream for awhile. This appears to go against modern get-it-done just-do-it thinking, but if you want to make Art of any kind you're going to have to be alone and still at times.

You have to fill up on daydreams to have anything to share.

You can become technically proficient and focus on craft through mimicry. But that's not Art, that's copying. AI does that. AI does not make Art. It is simply impossible for it to. 

Dreams are the reason why AI will never be an Artist of any kind.

[It's +he Ghos+ Point.](https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/)

Art is the process of sharing dreams through a new expression.

Art is an extension of the Artist. The two can never be separated. Every brushstroke of Da Vinci's is a part of him; every word of Keats holds the whole world of Keats in it, too.

*We share our whole self with The World with everything we do.*

To me dreams are a tangible air. Have you felt as much?

Like fish swim in the sea, we walk and wake in a current of dreams.

It's how your best friend knows how you're feeling even with your poker face on. You share dream space.

Thanks for sharing dreams with me.

...

Friday, so another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts later. A little different today. Like playing an epic RPG with side quests, this epic has 'side-stories.' 

Today's side-story is a speech by Hope's mother while she was running for Senate.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎩**tophat*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a dragon wearing a bowtie dressed like an artist, painting a mirrored reflection of itself in the style of a magical Art Deco stained-glass window.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, some Art Deco Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, some Art Deco Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### We Celebrate the Light
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/we-celebrate-the-light/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:21:50.000Z
*Thursday, December 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy Holiday. O/

We celebrate the light.

Every culture and creed says it different, but every person come the end of the year celebrates the return of daylight in our lives.

It's only fitting, this ode of sorts to the sunrise, points out the solar reason for the season.

We use stories to best describe our full experience. There is the pun of 'The Sun' for the reason in so many people's storied reasons for the season.

Whichever stories you believe, I wish you a prosperous New Year as The Sun returns its duration of shine.

Life insists to persist. It requires more daylight to do so. Every year Mother Nature gets her Christmas wish: more sunlight to make more Life.

Good news for us. A promise of a new year, another opportunity to shine.

So we share gifts to resemble The Sun's gift to The World. "Life matters," The Sun says, "Keep it going, Mother Nature."

Your life, your well-being, your friends, family and loved one's lives matter. We give each other gifts to help us all enjoy the fulfilled promise of sunshine.

As always, thank you for reading, enjoy the holiday and the sunshine, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌲**evergreen\_tree*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a faerie wearing a bowtie and a winter gown decorating a Christmas tree in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical impressionist anime painting using a metallic color palette.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Some Animators, a Few Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Animators, a Few Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### How Are Your Stories?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-re-your-stories/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T14:50:35.000Z
*Wednesday, December 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How are your stories?

The things you tell yourself are true, the way you believe the world works; how well do your stories serve you?

Your experience of Life can only ever be as good as your understanding of the stories you believe.

That's what established Faiths are up to, helping better understand stories to raise your quality of Life.

Even Science is The Story of Stuff: A tale of how things consistently work.

Why things work at all, and keep working that way, is not for The Stories of Science to say.

Science is Faith in measurement.

But where does the ability to witness and wonder come from at all?

Electric sparks in your fleshy brain?

Huh?

The umbrella of Science can only open so wide; there's no room for why under it so it will never be enough. It places human witness at the center of the universe and attempts to measure everything by it. 

But the universe is about more than just people.

I love Science. It's so helpful to humanity. It's limited in scope by it's means of measure. 

Science's most fundamental means of measure: The human being. Our witness is always in every scientific measure.

Some things to wonder about this morning.

As always, thank you for reading, consider your stories, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧭**compass*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a compass and a microscope under an umbrella hovering in the Milky Way in the style of a magical surrealist painting.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Some Surrealist Painters, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### What's Up With The Sun?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-up-with-the-sun/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:19:27.000Z
*Tuesday, December 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Longer days, more rays of light... Life is better fed. 

Winter is a season with a reason to celebrate.

It's a question of light. The seasons and our celebrations base themselves on the quality of light at that time of the year.

What's up with The Sun? The answer determines our schedules.

During Autumn when the amount of light diminishes most, we celebrate all The Sun has made possible throughout the year.

We call the holiday: Thanksgiving.

After, when Winter arrives with its solstice, the daylight begins to increase in duration again. And so, we celebrate the promise of Life returned from the celestial sphere.

Everything needs sunlight to grow. Life is a process of growth.

So I write with, and for, the sunrise every morning. 

Poets historically neglected the sphere... busy romancing The Moon.

But The Moon is just a nightlight powered by The Sun, in charge of the tides.

How's your sunshine, dear reader?

*Northern Hemishperers* back on the rise, for sure.

Sun's up, clouds cover the sphere... snow on the way.

A shorter entry today. Over to [The Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

As always, thank you for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ❄️**snowflake*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a mosaic image of The Sunrise over a New England landscape in winter in the style of magical Art Nouveau using a vibrant color palette and stark shadows.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI), A Few Art Nouveau Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Don't Be a Monkey
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/dont-be-a-monkey/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:14:31.000Z
*Monday, December 22\. 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

The shortest day of the year was yesterday... if we're speaking in sunshine. And, as you're reading Wonder Fell, we're always speaking sunshine.

Thanks for reading.

...

[Transition day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), for sure today.

What would you like to read about Dear Reader?

What if we could talk through dreams?

What would we say?

'Hello' and 'Good morning' are always a great place to start.

But aren't we speaking through dreams?

Isn't that what reading and all Art is for?

Of course it is.

Thanks for sharing dreams.

So, what shall we share?

There's over a year's worth of sunrise dreams here.

Some poems [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/).

And Epic in the works [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

If you like themes, there's tags. Type them up there 🔍 .

The state of mind necessary to read, to write, to make Art at all is what makes us human.

The rest is just monkey stuff. 🍌🐒

Don't be a monkey. Enjoy Art.

Watch a film, read a book, see a painting, listen to a song; share dreams.

That's what Art is for: To share dreams.

...

Sun's up. Lavender and Ivory paint the horizon, make a way for a clear blue domed sky.

More daylight today than yesterday, with the solstice comes more reason to shine.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, don't be a monkey; enjoy Art, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍌**banana* 

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a monkey dressed like a corporate executive sitting in a cubicle holding a banana while looking at a laptop in the style of an Art Deco Anime illustration using a subdued color palette.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Some Art Deco Painters, a Few Animators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Art Deco Painters, a Few Animators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Kindness
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/kindness/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T14:55:17.000Z
*Sunday, December 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Kindness, what is it?

This morning wants to know.

It's a simple recognition that Life matters, and because it does we ought to treat each other with a certain amount of respect and common decency.

There's strength in kindness, too.

We can only ever be as successful, as healthy, as our surroundings allow. 

Kind acts increase the quality of Life around you.

And so, your own ability to grow, to be more successful, increases through kindness.

A survival of the fittest looking out for number one mindset is limited and self-defeating. It neglects quality of life.

You can only care for yourself as well as the materials around you allow and afford.

We get what we give; the world is more reflective than we often admit.

The truth of these statements explains the unfortunate condition known as *Empty Success.*

When we get what we thought we wanted and the world views us as successful but we don't feel successful, that's empty success.

Success is a feeling not a paycheck.

Successful living comes from the quality of our relationships.

Kindness builds strong relationships because it's based on a recognition of value.

Life matters, that's what a doctrine of kindness is based on. Compassion is implicit in a kind world.

This also means being kind to yourself.

To do that you must first recognize what you value, then do your best to surround yourself with it.

Being kind isn't always about being nice. It often involves saying no to situations and circumstances that don't serve you well.

So this morning brings kindness with the dawn. Each sunrise is consistently new... another chance to shine.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, be kind to your life, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🖼️**frame\_with\_picture*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a kind rabbit wearing a bowtie holding a door open for a tortoise wearing a bowtie to walk through in the style of a vintage storybook illustration.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI), Some Vintage Storybook Illustrators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### The Stories We Share
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-stories-we-share/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:16:40.000Z
*Saturday, December 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

First signs of light in the sky.

At the end of each year we celebrate The Sun returning for longer intervals everyday.

Sunshine means Life. There are many stories and Faiths that tell us why it happens. But the practical day to day reasons for all the hubaloo at Wintertime is the promise of Life returns with the increase of sunlight in each day.

That's the easily sensed reason for the season. Anything more comes down to the stories you choose to ascribe to.

Life turns the lights back on for longer periods of time everyday. Life persists! Color in why with stories, histories, and dreams of your choosing.

Speaking of color, a new verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-durendaphlor/) dropped last night. The step into Act Two: A whole new world for the hero.

A story is an interesting thing. There's an aspect of entertainment necessary to make a story successful. But a story is not for entertainment's sake alone. 

The purpose of stories has always been to share moral truths with each other. Entertainment value helps make the message last.

Every culture is defined by the stories it shares.

Enter questions about what The News is about and for.

What we choose to report and how we choose to talk about it defines our culture.

We're better storytellers, better relayers of truth, than we're showing.

What's happened is we began focusing too much on the entertainment aspect and lost sight of the moral necessity of a story.

This pertains to News Media stories as well.

*We are the stories we share.*

There's a lot more, and better, that we haven't shared for quite some time.

Share stories of a better world, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👕**shirt*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a joyful image of a group of gnome and faeries all wearing bowties in an ancient library with books flying around in the style of a magical impressionist illustration.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3), Some Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Welcome
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/welcome/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T17:17:03.000Z
*Tuesday, November 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome Back. O/

First time to Wonderfell?

Welcome.

> "What's up with this place?"   
> \-New Reader

Every morning at dawn a poet of some [note ](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)writes what the sunrise has to say.

Been going on two years now.

Glad you're here.

> "Why take on such a task?"   
> \-New Reader Gathering Interest

Words... to care for and make sure we recognize and keep sacred the power of language.

Text messaging, The Internet, now AI... are all made possible by the power of words. 

Even Science can't exist without language; every number was first a word.

It starts with dreams. Something in us wants expression; words are our way to share.

> "Share what?"   
> \-Reader with a Good Question

> "Spirit."   
> \-Author with an Answer that Causes A Lot of Empirical Eyes to Roll

It's [+he Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) point.

Say hello to the voice in your head as you read. 

My version of that writes these words... circle-slashes a hello: O/

The substance of that voice is you.

Boo!

It's what separates us from AI, what makes us human.

So I've spent nearly two years sharing every sunrise with you, with no more introduction other than the quality of my words to make a point, to remind us what it means to be human.

Dreams and doing dreams, words and making words.

*Wonder Fell is an Epic Letter Poem addressed to humanity in defense of, and for, The Spirit.*

We're more than flesh and blood. We're also what makes flesh and blood.

The force that made the Big go Bang lives in all of us.

Every Scientific Theorem is written with the spirit that made Life.

There's more to life than adding it up; there's the joy of adding it up.

Thought we could use a reminder.

There's a certain way the world works.

Our stories teach us best how to live.

That we all laugh, cry, and cheer at the same times watching a movie teaches us the reality of morality.

Morality is, I believe, the way of the spirit: The best way to serve the voice in your head as you read these words is to follow its ways.

We all know when the hero wins; you know how best to serve your spirit.

If it's your first time here, thank you for reading. Maybe stick around. Read some more. Perhaps find the journal entry dated your birthday and read it first.

A note on the AI pictures for new readers: They are a point being made regarding the limitations of AI.

In the toggle with my signature at the end of a post is the "Same Prompt" used for different AI models.

Sometimes the results are vastly different. AI will always be a matter of interpretation, a collaborative translation, from its human programmers.

AI is collaborative advice from people who've done a task before.

AI is stuck in yesterday as a rule. It helps us move forward, but can never move forward itself. No new music, a playlist stuck on repeat until an artist makes a new song.

There's plenty of AI talk [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/ai/).

Also, recently, there's [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). 

It's an American Epic I've been working on for some time.

In the spirit of Wonder Fell I've begun releasing the main story in verses every week on Fridays.

Like watching an artist on Instagram paint a picture from scratch, I thought it might be of use and interest to be with a writer as they craft the story.

Hope you agree. 

The posts I discuss the crafting of Colore are located [here](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/).

Thank you again for reading, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESopSCfmq1hCgJEDMRxHLUcB2IXvRpQ48rOFukvoVvOjrw?e=EbbWuj&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an inquisitive faerie wearing a bowtie looking at a cellphone in an enchanted forest at dawn in the style of a magical pop art anime illustration using a subdued color palette.*

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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### Onto the Process of Healing
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/onto-the-process-of-healing/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T14:59:31.000Z
*Friday, December 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Fog! Grab a frog.

Nonsense words that heal.

How's your day?

There's often talk of morality on the site.

Today starts a true test of how much my Country still values basic right and wrong ethics.

Wonder Fell is not a place for politics, but it is a place for the power of what stories do. So morality is a welcomed friend here.

Justice has been interrupted by what we've allowed money to do. But justice is absolute; money is only human convenience.

Morality vs. Money centerstage in America just in time for the holidays.

About time.

Spoiler alert: Morality always wins.

The Sun always rises and morality always wins.

Greek theatre epic justice on the way for the USA.

...

Speaking of Epics... it's Friday so another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts today.

There's been a lot of work on it this week mapping out the terrain ahead.

We're about to step into Act Two in the story and that means a whole new world.

It's an extra step writers of fantasy have... world building.

Fun for sure, but an extra step for sake of genre.

As a poet writing a story, I prefer fantasy; it gives me more control over the metaphors.

A dog's squeaky toy is just stuff and fluff unless you're in a fantasy story... then there's always the possibility the toy can stand up and sing.

Onto a metaphorical choir of squeaky toys.

Hope all's well for you today. Best dust off your moral compass. You're going to need it.

Finally we can start the process of healing.

Take care, remember morality not money is the only reason ever to have a government, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎁**gift*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an Ancient Greek Theatre with a compass on the stage in the style of a vintage sepia photograph using subdued tones and stark shadows.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI), Some Sepia Photographers, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Sepia Photographers, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Poets Are to Blame
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/poets-are-to-blame/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T15:04:04.000Z
*Thursday, December 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Peace. Think of doves.

Some metaphors last.

There's nothing more peaceful about a dove than there is about a pigeon.

What's up with that?

Our stories and poets are to blame.

O/

People like me are the reason a dove signals peace for you.

An owl is wise because of the work I do.

I'm working on widening our understanding and making a new place for dragons in our cultural mythology [right now](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Our stories of what it means to be alive aren't serving us as well as they used to.

We need a rebirth of wonder, a cultural Renaissance, if we're to survive.

People's spirits are down. 'Whatevers' roll eyes and fill the air.

But life is worth more than Whatevers. It's worth 'What Could Be's,' too.

A thing called Hope, the reason for every story, The Great Destroyer of The Whatevers.

Our stories don't serve us as well as they could. So many write these days, do so much these days, just to make money.

The problem with money as a reason to do anything is: It's amoral. It's neither right or wrong.

But money isn't worth a dime without human interaction.

So what we're actually valuing when we say we value money is the ability for more positive human interactions.

Not nicer things, better relationships.

There are too many miserable millionaires in the world for money to be an answer in and of itself.

It's our stories, what we tell our children, what we tell ourselves.

I bring up [Science ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/science/)often on the site, and I'm grateful for it. What a great tool.

But Science leaves out morality, so the umbrella isn't big enough to sustain joyful living.

If our culture is to heal it comes down to us Artists. We have to grow our stories, images, and songs to match our moral needs.

How we treat each other matters. At the end of a day, and a life, it's actually the only thing that does.

Sun's up. Powder blue sky over an orange pink ribbon horizon, pencil scratch marks make the silhouettes of trees.

Take care, consider your stories, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍞**bread*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a dove, an owl, and a dragon all wearing bowties sat reading books in an enchanted forest at dawn in the style of a magical cubist illustration.*

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Archaic Slab
### A Place for Adjectives
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-place-for-adjectives/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:08:36.000Z
*Wednesday, December 17, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dreams.

There's a whole lot of discussion of them on[ the site](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/), but what are they?

Stories making sense of each other.

The narrative of our life is a story we tell ourselves.

A culture is a tapestry of stories shared among a group of people.

Stories of people deal with morality because we're beings of choice.

Science is the shared story of stuff.

It's dull, predictable as a rule; Science is no place for an adjective.

But Life is.

And so... enter the necessity for Artists.

O/

We all have a Life; we all want a good one.

Good is an adjective.

The relationship between Art and Morality is integral.

Art, in order to be effective, must speak to quality of life.

If an adjective doesn't come to mind when you read a story or poem, look at a picture, or hear a song; the art is ineffectual, a lesson in craft at best.

> "That's beautiful. I love that."   
> \-Every Artist's Desired Audience Member

Art invokes experience.

Years of study has shown me that the emotional response that the Artist wants from its audience must first be in the Artist.

If you write and perform a love song with little capacity to love yourself, the tune is flat and no one is lifted by it regardless how well crafted it is.

It's this [Ghos+ business](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/).

It's spirit.

And as every staunch Scientist rolls their empirical eyes, every Artist points out what we create about forces every eyeroll.

[Keep it going](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/), Artists. There's so much more to Life than adding it up.

The World, right now, could use the reminder.

Thank you for reading and sharing.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛷**sled*

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Archaic Slab
### The Reflection of Trees
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-reflection-of-trees/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T21:15:17.000Z
*Tuesday, December 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Something happened. Something changed.

We tend to think of the weather of our days in terms of temperature and condition: like is it raining or windy.

But since Wonder Fell it's easy to see the effect the duration of the amount of sunlight has on each day.

We're more like plants than we admit.

Photosynthesis, for us, comes down to the quality of choices the position of the Sun allows.

Just like a tree stretches its limbs to best reach that star, so we too build our lives to best feed ourselves the light.

A sunny day in Summer makes a different to-do list possible than a snowy Winter's day.

There's a poem in those sentiments. Perhaps you'll write it. Our lives each like the branches of trees. Every leaf a story's success.

A great poetry classroom activity to sketch a poem about. Feel free to use the example above teachers, if you think it to be helpful.

The World for sure, our Country most definitely, would benefit from people understanding more the ways poetry sees and values Life.

There's more truth in the lessons of Nature than Science can say.

Consider the reflection of trees. 

What do the ways of trees teach us about our own ways of living?

What can we learn from their wisdom?

Most trees live longer than most people. What's up with that?

Sun's up. The sky's more powdery pleasant blue than it's been for weeks.

Thanks, as always, for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌻**sunflower*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image the silhouette of trees at sunrise in winter on a clear day in the style of a magical Art Deco painting using stark shadows and bright colors.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI), Some Art Deco Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Art Deco Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### The Finest Magic in the Land
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-finest-magic-in-the-land/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T15:09:26.000Z
*Monday, December 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

All set.

Your day that is.

The finest magic in the Land was used while you slept to arrange an exceptional day for you.

"All set," chimes your alarm clock.

Or...

"Ring! Clang! Buzz! Bang! Time to get your expletive rear up and out of bed! There's work to be done!"

It's your sunrise, too. Frame it as you like.

*Hint:* The first way works when you expand your definition of magic.

Place laughter, joy, friendship, and goodwill in your cup called magic and go with the first choice.

...

Sometimes sunrise starts like a blue-light night-light in a college dorm room.

Like this morning.

Philosophy, daydreams, to-dos; the power of story.

You.

Topics for discussion on Wonder Fell.

Discussion of the kind that happens in your head as you read.

My dreams and yours go out for a spin while you read here.

Thanks for the dance and the chance to say: O/

More than our understanding, more than the rhythm and cadence of words; something occurs while we read.

Einstein's notes read differently than Newton's for reasons more than Science can say.

We shy away from talking about spirit because we believe our instruments can't measure it.

But: O/

Thanks for reading.

As lovers of reading know, there's a whole lot more going on with reading than words can ever say.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☄️**comet*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an alarm clock wearing a bowtie on a table in an enchanted forest at sunrise in the style of a magical impressionist painting using a blue color palette.*

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Archaic Slab
### Snow in the Dark
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/snow-in-the-dark/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T15:14:41.000Z
*Sunday, December 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day?

A good day for a good day.

A day with and worth many positive platitudes and cliches...

Time to rise and shine.

Get your game face on.

You got this.

On with our show...

...

'Snow in the Dark,' a good title for a pop rock album or a beach read thriller.

Maybe an ironic name of the playlist you listen to while you tan at the beach reading.

You always were clever and ironic and iconic... at least in your dreams.

...

Business in the air.

Though the words are of [Hope](https://www.wonderfell.org/under-the-ancient-skyscraper/), [dreams and inspirations](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/); though there's [poetry](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/) and [prose](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/); this is my work, my business, my job.

Art is only a hobby if you don't share it.

That's my personal reason for thanking you so often for reading.

We craft things to better express and help ourselves.

We make Art to better express and help The World.

Your artistic creations give Life a new way to express itself. Thank you.

A new species of flower blooms from every new painting, poem, and song.

Why is a flower beautiful?  
Someone should ask a poet.

Glad you asked.

Because even Mother Nature wants to be loved.

And Beauty incites Love.

What we recognize as Beautiful we love.

And we want what we love to know it is Beautiful.

Words, songs, brushstrokes, are all excellent ways to express to what we love their beauty.

This is not limited to only romantic relationships.

I find each sunrise beautiful, and so I write the sunrise; share words for the dawn.

Our understanding of Beauty is off, corroded by a century or two of quick fix imagery machines.

We confuse The Beautiful with the pretty and are left feeling empty.

Beauty incites love. Pretty pleases the eye.

A Beautiful object is always pleasing to all the senses.

But there's more.

There's more to Love than looking good.

What more?

That's up to you to express to what you find Beautiful.

Thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪭**folding\_hand\_fan*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a flower in bloom in a snowstorm at night under the moon in the style of a magical Art Nouveau painting using pastel colors and bright lighting.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Some Art Nouveau Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3, MAI, and GPT-4o models respectively), Some Art Nouveau Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Gravity for Grooves
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/gravity-for-grooves/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T17:11:31.000Z
*Saturday, December 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The point is it's always new in being the same: The Sunrise. 

Like marbles on a turntable with gravity for grooves, the planets roll round the Sun.

> "God doesn't play dice."   
> \- A Famous Scientist

> "Marbles, perhaps?"   
> \- O/

But Life is not a game, there's too much sense and too many unmeasurable reliable experiences for Life not to have a point and purpose.

Sometimes the sunrise brings philosophy.

Every time it brings a sense of the divine.

Today's brought something new: a feeling that perhaps I could just go back to sleep.

My love of writing, and my inability due to the exhaustion of fighting illness for so much of my life, developed this resolve in me to keep going; keep working at what I love.

I hope these words bring you some comfort and joy. They're hard earned. 

Literal miracles, and humbly an unflinching resolve, makes them possible. 

[Here's a post](https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/) that speaks directly on those personal circumstances if you're interested.

...

[Another verse of Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/at-the-boathouse/) posted last night. 

The post schedule will change soon. 

Right now it's akin to the days of pre-bingeable TV shows. 

Once a week episodes are no longer a suitable rhythm.

I did, and do, consider daily Colore posts like with Wonder Fell.

I've kept from the reality of it due more to the ways of story than the ability to write it.

There's a certain amount of foresight required to write a story.

Now, you don't have to know every detail before you start, but you ought to have some major plot points worked out.

Like if you were about to tell The Tale of Little Red Riding Hood, you would first have to know the main parts of the story. After that it's just a matter of how well you shape the words to deliver the moral experience of The Tale.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) is not just one book; it's a series; they all coincide. (Like sometimes semi-colons do.)

💡

Reminder: Grammar is a canvas; not a prison. Consult your text messages for further evidence.

The frequency of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts picks up soon.

Thank you so much for reading.

As always, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🫖**teapot*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of the Milky Way where the planets are like marbles rolling around the Sun on a turntable while Little Red Riding Hood watches smiling in the style of an abstract impressionist painting.*

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Abstract Impressionist Painters, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab
### Write a Lion a Lullaby
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/write-a-lion-a-lullaby/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T21:11:44.000Z
*Friday, December 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day?

Let's talk about you.

Hello again, btw. O/

...

In terms of writers, all artists actually, let's discuss what role the audience plays.

You do play a role in the creation of every work of art.

Didn't realize you were so important?

Now you know.

Every sentence made has an intended audience or it's just talking, writing, painting, playing music, to yourself.

Art is gift giving.

Every work of Art, story told, and song sung is an Ode to something.

A poet writing a poem about the sky is making a gift for the sky.

Just like getting a good friend a birthday present, the poet feeds the sky words to define the importance of their relationship.

Your audience doesn't have to be a person.

Paint a picture for the ocean, sing a song for a mountain, write a lion a lullaby.

Stories always deal with morality, and so go best created for people.

Though, Nature too has its own moral way.

Every story is about human morality.

It's what story is: An equation of morality.

Scientists and nerds, hello friends, look here. O/

Proof of the moral nature of Life is in the Scientifically provable ways of story.

If right and wrong didn't exist neither would the power of stories.

Plainly put: If you consider yourself an atheist and enjoy the experience of watching movies, you're not an atheist; you're a hypocrite.

Poets don't preach; we point out the unseen obvious.

Laughing, crying, cheering a hero on during a story is a recognition of the reality of morality.

...

Sun's up; it never looks exactly the same.

It's nice to know the thing we all count on the most for likes to jazz it up everyday.

The Sun paints a new picture every dawn.

Thanks for reading, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌃**night\_with \_stars*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a sleeping lion wearing a bowtie with a gift next to him outside at dawn in the style of a magical anime impressionist painting.*

Archaic Slab is now ⬇️

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o), Some Animators, a Few Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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Archaic Slab O/
### "How About the Sunrise in a Blog?"
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-about-the-sunrise-in-a-blog/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:55:41.000Z
*Thursday, December 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A redesign to Wonder Fell with some more updates on the way. 

Reader comfort and experience is always the purpose of every webpage design.

Hope you find the changes helpful.

There's so much content now. 

Navigation is a priority.

You could always read the entries chronologically. 

Bless you if you do.

Favorite Readers, I do tag each post.

There's a list of them on the main page.

Maybe you like when I discuss [dreams](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/).

Some social commentary is[ here, too](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/america/).

Interesting what the internet makes possible for a journal.

To be able to so easily index one's thoughts allows for a new way to develop our thinking.

We see patterns better...

> "Bring me the sunset in a cup." - Emily Dickinson

> "How about the sunrise in a blog?" -Wynn

...

Sun's up. 

The sky is a pastel blue hue. 

The navy colored horizon arches to powder blue in a good morning gradient light show.

Wind rolls through the evergreens, checks the oaks for any remaining leaves. Shakes them off. Each one floats a sway to land on the snow covered Earth.

The breeze makes a sledding party out of each landed leaf.

The World welcomes winter.

Snow is after all only a blanket of pregnant rain, a preparation for Spring.

Mother Nature prefers white fitted bedsheets.

Thank you for reading. 

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🛹**skateboard*

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a teacup with the Sun rising from it on a desk in front of a laptop computer in the style of a magical Cubist fantasy painting.*

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Archaic Slab
### Text Lasts Forever
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/text-lasts-forever/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T21:01:42.000Z
*Wednesday, December 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The early bird gets the worm; they're both still asleep.

*Can we ever truly know someone with just words?*

It's a central theme of Wonder Fell.

This [Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) business...

Without images, or breath, or touch shared, can we know each other?

There's around five hundred sunrises in a row recorded here so far.

All of them with my heart and dreams on my sleeve for you to know me.

How are we doing? O/

There's [poetry ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/)and even an[ Epic ](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)in the works.

Wonder Fell is a reminder of the power and our responsibility for the written word.

The Internet and AI put us at risk of forgetting.

Our words are an extension of ourselves.

What we write online, or anywhere, shows the world who we are.

Use care how you treat someone in print because those words are forever.

A troll online in Summer is still the same troll in the Winter regardless how kind they are during the holidays.

Text lasts forever.

The written word has the quality of resurrection: Every time a word is read it comes back to life.

...

Cool blue sunrise, houses glow in the light of a walk-in freezer.

Hope all's well.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎁**gift*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/IQA8OX33gYOIQ6UAf1qkT7CgATb-DRqcyVPQP21cBJPUBAU?e=4THYQG&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: Create an image of grumpy troll trapped in a prison that's shaped like a cellphone in the style of a pop art anime illustration.

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini, some Animators, a few Pop Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025
### A Better Use of Space
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-better-use-of-space/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T21:04:29.000Z
*Tuesday, December 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

[Lola's back.](https://www.wonderfell.org/lola-gets/)

With the arctic like temperature, Abe thought it a gentlemanly dog thing to do to bring her inside last night out of the cold.

All her squeakers are still intact; he still takes his time with her.

Proof chivalry isn't dead. It's just no longer gender, or species, specific.

How's the sunshine?

Still a half an hour or so till dawn here.

On with our show...

...

Some of us dream quiet dreams of   
Togetherness alone and loud.   
Others dream with the volume up  
Alone, the whole stage to themselves.

There's a feeling to dreaming well unlike any other.

It's like reading a wonderful book. You're at peace, but you're changed by it too.

There's still so much to say about spirit and what dreaming is all about.

They coincide.

Calling where dreams come from The Unconscious is like calling where planets and stars dwell 'Space.' 

It's an admittance of ignorance.

Humanity is at a tipping point. 

We're building machines better at Science than we'll ever be. 

What comes next?

Dreams and the act of creation.

Artists unite! The world is soon, finally, all ours!

I use AI images on Wonder Fell to make a point on the limitations of AI. They're collaborative translations from software developers.

I also use them for the sake of time.

I will reach out to artists online soon and offer them free gallery space.

It's important we help each other out.

A few paintings, sketches, crafts, or sculptures a day from different artists is a better use of the space.

Sun's up.

Wonder what the Sun thinks of the arctic chill.

It can always feed [the evergreens](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-firs/).

Thanks as always for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⛲**fountain*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EakyLbvc3xVApiMjAW5CDbUBl57jtM0dvnX69xLzWn6TQw?e=yLzgdS&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a purple dragon wearing a bowtie squeaky toy sitting in an enchanted forest of evergreens at sunrise in winter in the style of a chibi anime impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/download-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Animators, a Few Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/OIG4.webp)

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/OIG4-1.webp)

Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3 and MAI, respectively), Some Animators, a Few Impressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025.
### Practical or Fantastical
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/practical-or-fantastical/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:52:32.000Z
*Monday, December 08, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dreams, how are yours?

Inspirational, practical, and wonderful is my hope for you. 

During the end of the year, when the Sun rises later on the clock, I write these posts in pre-dawn dark.

Speaking of wonder... I wonder how the seasons effect our writing, influence our words.

Years from now this journal will show clear evidence of the influence of the seasons on a writer's voice.

The feel of each morning is put here as clearly, comfortably, and honestly as possible.

The effectiveness of writing is directly proportional to the clarity and sincerity of the writer.

But how does one honestly write fiction?

Isn't a fictional tale by its very nature make-believe?

It comes down to dreams.

The more clearly we project our imagination onto a page in words, the more successful the piece of writing is.

This goes for all works of Art.

And Life.

The conveyance of dreams is what we're made to do.

Dreamers sharing dreams with other dreamers sharing dreams is what Life is all about.

What are you doing today?

As you answer that question your mind is full of your dreams of the day ahead.

Practical or fantastical a dream is a dream fashioned to and by the dreamer.

...

A pink grapefruit sunrise to replace lullabies.

Time to live your dreams.

Take care, live your dreams on purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪂**parachute*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EfOfE8UkW61EqquD64j3rbUBAkXtfcJvbdnbf5O17nx-Aw?e=QBPSVk&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of the silhouette of trees in winter at sunrise in New England in the style of an Abstract Expressionist painting using a pink color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/download-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Abstract Expressionists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025
### Ambassadors of Who You Are
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ambassadors-of-who-you-are/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:46:38.000Z
*Sunday, December 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dawn and welcome back. O/

Wake up, remember where forward is, and go.

A so much to say morning.

That's the feeling I equate with what others call writer's block: Having so much to say, how to decide which thought and where to start?

Relationships, dreams, business, moonlight off snow-covered landscapes, the shape and stretch of trees, the songs and silhouettes of birds in winter... thoughts to list.

...

It's time to pick up the pace on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). Expect more frequent posts.

Artists and the interested, I do hope you find [this writing about writing](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/) The Epic, while I write it, helpful.

With text becoming our preferred way of communication, it's important we all develop our skills in writing.

If Wonder Fell has one main point and purpose it's to accentuate and remind the powers of the written word.

Your texts aren't arbitrary thumb slaps. Every word sent is an ambassador of who you are.

Language matters so much. It's a secret code we teach our children to survive in the world.

Like any other skill we can learn to improve it with the choice to do so. It comes down to intention, the desire to be clear. 

*Clarity and sincerity are the measure of every writer.*

And every truly successful person.

To believe in the veracity of your dreams, and create language clear enough to build those dreams, is the recipe for a good life.

And a good story.

Back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) and Epic Faerie Tale dreams and how the power of story rules the world.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📮**postbox*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EYJgjcjpprZPoFRTD3R8wn0BdX5UAg%5F5UgxYdgxCmki8Yw?e=3xM31a&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of the silhouettes of birds and trees in winter at dawn in the style of an Op Art painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/OIG3.jLbqk3uPx7xUf2.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o), some Op Artists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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### Very Real Magic
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/very-real-magic-2/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:19:36.000Z
*Saturday, December 06, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's your sunshine? O/

Right to business this morning.

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) goes well: [A new post yesterday](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-fox-and-the-hound/).

Getting into Act Two requires another post or two.

Interesting how the story tells you what it requires as you write it.

It's that certain way and rhythm stories have that makes itself known as you work.

It's trust, writing I mean.

We write each sentence as an act of faith.

Trust your voice; trust the process: That's the way.

Writing, any craft called Art, isn't hocus pocus, but it is a kind of magic.

If we define magic as all that exists that Science can't measure, then making art is a work of magic.

Very real magic.

Art is the process of making the unsensed sensed. Music, painting, dreams in a line finally in lines on pages and stages to witness.

It's work, for certain it's that. 

A repeatable process that always creates a different result isn't Scientific, isn't chaotic; it's Art.

We're always expressing ourselves; the world is a constant flux. So our expressions change with the wind.

I write every sunrise; it's always new.

But it's always me, too. O/

You do the same every morning. Perhaps not with written words, but most definitely with your life.

Every action you make shows the world who you are.

We're constant creators, heat hot living breathing machines for making.

Thanks for giving your dreams to my words. It's what words and Art are for: To share dreams.

Our imaginations are the most interesting thing about us.

What we do with our dreams is how we spend our lives.

Thank you for sharing your dreams with my words.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥖**baguette\_bread*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/Ef-3gB1upbdCuaEgURh8c7QBUtqqoAi5-NiaLUjhQeoW5A?e=2dCRaj&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a nerdy witch wearing a bowtie painting a stained-glass window in the style of a Renaissance Anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/unnamed-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini, some Renaissance Painters, Animators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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### Crossing the Threshold
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/crossing-the-threshold/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:11:40.000Z
*Friday, December 05, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Full moon through the window highlights a cold clear Winter is near pre-dawn sky.

...

Back to fantasy in [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). Hope walks into Act Two with today's entry.

Some storytellers call it 'Crossing the Threshold.' Fantasy stories tend to exemplify it best: Alice jumps down the rabbit hole, Harry gets on the train, Dorothy gets swept away in a twister.

Something happens, some choices the Hero makes that make up the first Act make the trip possible. It's a whole new world for the Hero because of what they learned and decided in the story so far.

Which means it's time to introduce some more fantasy elements. 

Which means magic for metaphors.

So that's for later today: Our Hero Crosses the Threshold.

...

Full moonlight on snow covered leaves announces the dawn.

Snow is moonlight's catalyst, a volume up amplifier for nighttime's glow.

Dawn. 

Hope all's well with you today, Dear Reader.

Share a dream with someone you care about. Be surprised when they offer to help you build it. 

Take care, say thanks, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌕**full\_moon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EVYpagqkKjhIjQ3CzTwCwUkBEWFNxJ%5FEu2uJCUGqtNV1qg?e=HqgGSK&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a kind dragon wearing a bowtie walking through a large cathedral door in the middle of an enchanted forest in the style of a magical cubist anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/unnamed-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini, some Cubists, Animators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/download-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, some Cubists, Animators, and +he Ghos+, December 2025
### The Substance of Space
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-substance-of-space/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:51:42.000Z
*Thursday, December 04, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Still going.

How's your sunshine?

Still an hour or so away here.

Glad you're reading again. O/

On with our show...

...

Shadows... have you considered them?

They're what's actually here.

In a very non-hippie or hipster way, we are stardust. Our shadows are the substance of Space.

That's Space, what we would consider a giant shadow.

One of those deep thought mornings.

> "Do you have any other kind, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader Being Funny with a Genuine Question

Sometimes they're: ['The Dog's Got to Be Fed Moments.'](https://www.wonderfell.org/dogs-got-to-be-fed-moment/)

...

What a great gift to be able to share words. To have a dream and tag it with language is to sculpt a fantasy and just basic day-to-day life for us.

Really. You have to have a dream of getting breakfast before you go to the kitchen to get it.

Perhaps dreams are the substance called Space. Poetic and practical. Like the author. O/

It would explain why sleeping tends to go better with the lights out. There's more dreams available. Also a reason for closing our eyes and numbing our senses... we're gathering dreams as close to Space as a living body can be.

Deep thoughts turn to breakfast, turn to sunrise. Hope your day is a good one.

Take care, [choose your dreams well](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-shoes-you-choose/), and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📖**book*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EcJjP8dp9ANOpwfN2-AhxeIBdRoC6rfcTNuX08wmmUi%5FLA?e=0S7eVj&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a dog wearing a powdered wig sleeping in a dog bed that's floating in Space in the style of a Renaissance Portrait painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/OIG3.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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### Epic Questions
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/epic-questions/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:33:46.000Z
*Wednesday, December 03, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dreams.

How's your dream of life?

Mathematically sound? Artistically out there?

How are your stories?

You are an accumulation of the stories you keep and your relationship with them.

Even Science itself is The Story of Stuff.

A mathematical tale of witness and faith in probability.

The basics for us: Our heartbeat, our breath, our dreams, and whatever love is all about.

Deep thought boulevard gave way to breakfast...

...

This business with stories is what Colore is ultimately about.

There's an 'All Powerful Oz' taboo with some writers and artists... that we should 'pay no attention to the guy behind the curtain,' the author themselves.

The idea is: *The clear presentation of a dream to convey a moral truth.* 

Which is an excellent working definition for what a story is.

Everything in every tale supports the moral truth of the story. The better the metaphors represent and exhibit the moral point, the more successful the story.

A subtle comfortable metaphor is most always best.

Unless you're writing an Epic. O/

So Hope runs out of Science and loses Faith... roll film. 

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)... Go!

And with today's Sun up shining off of snow covered tree limbs, I'm off to work to see and show what's left for our hero.

Every story is about Hope. What is Hope to do without Faith or Science? What is left when what we thought helped so much appears no longer to? What is Life really about?

Epic questions deserve Epic answers.

Over to Hope to find out.

As always thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧫**petri\_dish*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/ERT4ds4JcDJFqev0tZnxkT0BLG3jEITuaZkLOtUFM9RgEA?e=4F8Lig&ref=wonderfell.org)
### Snow Shows
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/snow-shows/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:29:28.000Z
*Tuesday, December 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Snow on the way here.

When you have a warm place, a safe space to be, and there's not much, if any, travel required to do your day; snowfall is a beautiful ballad in a too often hip-hopped hyped-up world.

Snow is rain not in a rush, so often with a hush it swoops down.

A good way to judge your relationship with time is to match it to how you feel about a snowstorm.

A good day to read, to write, to daydream.

Have your overly efficient self know that daydreaming is prep-work. You have to know where you're going or you'll never get there.

...

Sun's up... snow shows in shifts. 

There's a melody in the air.

Where'd that come from?

A song on the radio years ago.

Go ahead sing along. Consider the lyrics. How do they pertain to today?

The song found you for some reason even Science says so.

Maybe the melody is a metaphorical string tied around your memory's finger so you remember... something.

Well, what is it?

A dream long buried by tasks and trivialities you thought were more important at the time.

Here's that song.

Grab hold of that memory.

Bring that dream back to life.

Plan that.

That's a great way to spend a snowy day.

As always thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ❄️**snowflake*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/IQAvB6mgOs7dTL9qmN8FfpO9AZgwD-u%5Fq6-ucbHMCHFoMn0?e=Gs2hCk&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of snowman wearing a bowtie sitting in a lounge chair listening to a radio outside during a snowstorm watching the sunrise in the style of a Kinkade painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/unnamed.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Kinkade and +he Ghos+, December 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/12/download-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Kinkade, and +he Ghos+, December 2025
### The Reality
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-reality/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:07:52.000Z
*Monday, December 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

To express your imagination in a clear way, to paint your dreams... the ways of Art are the ways of life.

Why stories work at all should fill us all with wonder.

There's a rhythm to how a story works.

Many different theories and charts and plots explain why.

I thought I'd show you.

So, like a social media artist who paints a picture while you watch, I'm writing a story with and for you.

When a poet tells a story the whole thing turns Epic.

So... Wynn, The Poet, tells a story and the whole thing is turning Epic.

It's called [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/). Perhaps you're reading it?

I discuss writing it in some [Wonder Fell posts](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/), typically just before I post the next part of the story.

If you're an author, or would like to be, I hope it's a service to you. 

There was so little opportunity before our textual age to job shadow a writer.

A painter takes an understudy, even your first day or so working a fast-food job you follow someone around to learn the work.

But writers... my dear, dear friends in craft... "Sit and Write" has been our best advice for so long.

Spoiler: It still is. 

But at least I can offer you a guide to shadow while you sit, while you write.

For those without ambitions of story writing, there's more than intellectual interest to find in learning how a story works.

There's the truth of the reality of morality to see evidence for.

It's why we cheer and cry at the same moments in stories. The world works in a certain moral way and we all deep down know it.

Recognition of the reality of the way story works is a cure for Atheism.

Because why do they work?

So I share it with you as I write.

America, my Country, needs to remember morality, and not money, is the reason for a Government.

We're in the process of remembering.

As a race we've become dependent on facts.

I thought a factual representation of the reality of morality in a new light might do us all some good.

As always, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🫎**moose*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQ%5FEe3oYtaNOgQUy%5F0UgEGsBby-PSW-oSOR95QhPWMRgtQ?e=Qdcln3&ref=wonderfell.org)
### Remember
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/remember/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T19:02:37.000Z
*Sunday, November 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

About an hour till dawn.

Dawn is when the first rays of light are visible. 

Sunrise is being able to see the whole sphere.

Dusk happens after The Sun sets.

Did you know?

It's the last visible rays of light... that's dusk.

Shop talk with Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine.

O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

An airplane overhead, traffic headlights on the highway pickup their pace to herald dawn.

We write the morning, each morning; weave slept dreams back into reality.

> "Why do such a thing?"   
> \-Curious Reader

We all do. I'm just more literal about it.

Literally, literal.

What's known as writer's block, any creative block at all, is like being in a store full of your favorite things. All of it's free. It only costs the effort of picking it up.

The block enters because you can only choose one thing at a time.

*How?*

Remember you love creating. Remember these are your favorite things. You can't go wrong. It's not a hierarchy of choice. The idea is to create... which is your most favorite thing to do of all.

Get making. Pick one and go!

...

Strong dreams last night settle and sway.

We have something warm to drink, remember the day ahead, see it in our mind.

The course is plotted. We yawn. We stretch. We move forward remembering where forward goes.

Remember is a helpful well designed word. 

We put memory pieces back together, reassemble dreams.

I do hope today goes well for you, lives up to your dreams of a good day.

Speaking of Hope, back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for me.

Thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐢**turtle*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EbQxCuRgJ7pJpdHNZU84j9kBntrD2er5Si05fHkx6VHD5g?e=RZk2VS&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an inquisitive nerdy faerie wearing a bowtie and sweater standing in a supermarket aisle with an empty shopping cart in the style of an Anime impressionist illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-16.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4.M20aHr_vdgz.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Moonlit Charged Snow
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/moonlit-charged-snow/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:54:30.000Z
*Saturday, November 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Sunrise soft on moonlit charged snow.

What powers moonlight has, a lake's reflection, this morning's snow cover, and lovers know.

Poets are often associated with the moon.

Lunar powered heart batteries power the muse.

But there's also poetry, neglected though it's been, in each sunrise.

How are we doing? O/

If numbers interest or impress you, if quantity measures more than amount for you, there's over 500 sunrises poetically recorded here on Wonder Fell.

In a row.

Day-to-day.

> "Why do such a thing?"   
> \-Curious Reader

Because there's something only poets can say about the sunrise. We know all about the poetic implications of moonlight. Romance and longing galore.

But the practical beautiful light of the Sun unfiltered or inebriated by the moon deserves its own poetry.

You ought to know a thing, live it, experience it before you express it.

So Wonder Fell is a poetical work of record, too.

A poem has to measure a new human experience with words, so a poet has to write a poem.

Sorry AI you can never write anything new, only imitate, so you will never be an artist of any endeavor.

AI can be used by artists to express Life in a new way.

New is the important word here.

If someone, or something, else could make the exact object of your creation then it has no opportunity to be considered Art.

Originality is a core aspect in every work of Art.

AI is a catalog experience; shopping on Amazon for Knowledge, Science, Art. It's already made.

Helpful, but nothing new.

So I write the sunrise. Poets slacked off and slept in for millennia. The dawn deserves its own verse.

Thank you for reading.

...

A new verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posted last night.

Every week we get more and more of the response: "Will you just post the whole thing? I want to read more."

This means the story formula is working.

It also means: The Author has been writing everyday for three decades and there's a good chance he knows what he's doing.

O/

Humility for the win. (And the pun.)

Take care, read some more, and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌭**hotdog*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EacX912dhypDmg0g-qPvCGkB7VzVvBgfpR7U7HipkQn4Sg?e=uFuDyJ&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a book flying through a moonlit sunrise in a snowy landscape impressionist painting using soft light and stark shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-26.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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### What's Next.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-next/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:47:16.000Z
*Friday, November 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Do you love it? This life that you lead?

There's always at least one thing in your day you can love. 

Recognize it.

The sunrise is consistent beauty, a joy to behold. 

Functional, practical, reliable as reliability itself... The Sunrise.

Always worth the witness and the the welcome. O/

Good day Mr. Sun, thanks for making it possible. 

And starting it off beautiful.

So I write each sunrise, reliable beautiful material in a push a button clear a pixel cosmetic day-to-day civilized world.

Everything we see on any pixelated screen is language. Even your favorite Disney movie is translated into computer code before it gets to your eyes.

Words and light are all our screens will ever show.

So I start the day off with words on light with new words under new light.

Thanks for reading.

...

Friday! [Colore!](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) Oy!

To continue our epic adventure on how to craft an epic adventure while I ghost craft an epic adventure for you...

What's next for our hero?

'What's Next' is what's next for our hero.

Hope has to decide what to do next.

What does what she found out have to do with what happened? 

And how can she use that knowledge to help?

In other words: How can our hero be a hero?

This point in every story is an internal one. It happens in the hero's mind. It's not flashy, but it is what separates a good story from a great one.

Stories are about being human. Stories are not for entertainment; they're for remembering. They remind us we're not alone.

The 'What Next Point' exemplifies that truth best.

It's more than just a matter of what steps to take next. It's about matching meaning with morality.

We love heroes because they do what's right.

This is Hope's "How do I make this right?" moment.

It's the most important part for a writer in the story. The success of everything else regarding the story relies on the effectiveness of this moment.

It's where we truly start caring and empathizing with our hero.

I'll post it later today.

Thanks for the consideration, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🙋‍♀️**woman\_raising\_hand*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUodZbpn%5FktEioNa6p7S3-oBotroDE2ONkKQ6zveshrRlQ?e=24oYn7&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a kind dragon wearing a bowtie sitting on a farmer's porch drinking tea at dawn in New England during Autumn in the style of a magical impressionist line drawing.*

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### Harvest
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/harvest/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:24:23.000Z
*Thursday, November 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy give thanks day. O/

Thank you for reading.

We celebrate a good harvest and working together on a day called Thanksgiving.

A good year to remember that.

Hope all's well and you enjoy the holiday.

On with our show...

...

Pink citrus cirrus clouds for sunrise, mango lemonade sky.

A nest some robins built last year in a tall oak that many different songbirds stopped and stayed at since, fell last night.

A curiosity for Abe. The rescued Texas hound makes a toy out of it, picks it up like a rough draft of a research paper you can write better; tears it up with paws and teeth, drops the pieces to blend in with the Autumn foliage on the Earth's floor.

Full circle bits and pieces back to how the builder robins found them last year.

Nature and her cycles... 

A circle is the best symbol to represent Life,   
Water shows the way.

Rain to river to steam and back again,   
Life is a circle going somewhere.

Sun up, sun down, life grows in between.  
Our lives are bookended with sleep.

We begin as a dream and end as one.

That's why Wonder Fell insists so often we focus more on our dreams. 

They're where we start and where we end.

If we're looking for a point and purpose to life, Dreams are the most logical place to start.

We breathe; our hearts beat. We have Science up every wazoo to help those. But each and everyone of us also must dream. 

When it comes to the reality of the powers and utility of dreaming, humanity's ignorance shows its greatest neglect.

Your life is the accumulation of the dreams you've had and how you made literal sense of them.

So, on this day of harvest what new dreams do you bring to the table, what do you wish upon a star for?

The opportunity to make our dreams touchable tangible things is Life's great gift... aptly named the present. (It's always kind when the puns are simple.)

Today we celebrate reaping what we've sown.

How's your harvest?

Gather some new dreams and plant them. 

Watch them grow through the seasons. 

Be thankful for their new life next Thanksgiving, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🙏**pray*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EaG8lXHfMxxGok1cHjXUvskBOg9SdiMQ5iFjqpufuJ%5FTVg?e=lPVoqb&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a turkey wearing a bowtie and pajamas looking out a window watching the sunrise while daydreaming in the style of a magical Art Deco Chibi Anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG1-6.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### How About You?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-about-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:39:22.000Z
*Wednesday, November 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Thanks for reading. Glad you're here. O/

On with our show...

...

Writers writing right, how's your craft?

So much more of the world is textual than it was a century, a decade, a year ago.

A great time to be a writer for sure.

Even if it's not your profession, the ability to write, and to write well, is a more important skill to have now than it ever was.

Sure AI can craft a sentence, but it can never say anything new.

Artificial Intelligence cannot paint a picture like Da Vinci if Leonardo never painted one first.

AI cannot write like you if you never wrote like you first.

We become better artists and authors by emulating masters. But mimicry is not the point, a better expression of self is.

A writer finds their voice, an artists finds their style; that most comfortable way for them to clearly express themselves.

But this act is not limited just to the Arts. Our whole life is an expression of our whole life. We are always creating. So it's dire we focus on developing our means of expression.

To clearly express to the world who you are ought to be at the top of everyone's to do list.

Every breath, action, and utterance shows Life who you are.

We're dreams doing our best to express ourselves with the material at hand. This includes our body.

We use what's around us to best show the world what we are.

Words and good deeds work best for me.

How about you?

Sing, paint, read, build something, cheer on a friend, teach, learn... what do you do best to best express you?

It's the secret to happiness if you find it and live it on purpose.

It's also called doing what you love.

Sun's up... overcast light rain and warm for the season.

Hope all's well. Consider what you love to do, what that says about you and how you best express you, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐘**elephant*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EVRYtC2gCV5AoayiCN7omqEBPNN5czNUCka-i%5FWwUIbyOg?e=6I5Cgu&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an inquisitive faerie dressed as a painter wearing a bowtie standing in front of a shelf full of microphones in a supermarket in the style of a magical Renaissance anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-23.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG1-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG3-4.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Every Morning
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/every-morning/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:12:14.000Z
*Tuesday, November 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Every morning.

These late November days with so little sunshine as we raise holiday cheer and give thanks for the year to prepare for the end of December when the light returns.

Whether we remember it or not, our days are fashioned around the Sun's whereabouts.

If you eat, or breathe air, the location and frequency of sunlight determines your survival.

So I write the sunrise, a thank you note every morning.

A little awe and gratitude and wonder for all things celestial would do all of our AI video gamed pixel fixated selves some good.

Some humility for nerds every dawn on Wonder Fell.

Good morning nerds. O/

You rolled a high intelligence score at birth on your 20 sided-die, but where's your wisdom at?

Wisdom is measured in humility.

To do great things   
And still be in awe of the sky   
And a baby's cry, is to be wise.

Every morning.

Here's the Sun.

Trees eat all day... devour sunshine so you can breathe.

How nice!

Hope your day is a good one. Prose is calling me. Over to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Take care, thanks for reading, look around the site some, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👀**eyes*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETfLIAMu4XBOnnFKjWWh5EoBrHjxJLu5hLauNxcxhRgI6g?e=UiOgbw&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an inquisitive faerie dressed as a nerd wearing a bowtie rolling a twenty-sided die on a table in an enchanted forest under a canopy of trees in the style of a magical impressionist anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-6.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### +he Ghos+ Point
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/he-ghos-point/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:37:07.000Z
*Monday, November 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's Life? O/

What's a good one look like to you?

Not an arbitrary philosophical question, a very practical one.

If you don't know where you're going, why get in the car?

So where are you going? What's a good life, a good day, look like to you?

Decide. Set your GPS. And Go.

On with our show...

...

Dawn... not the dish detergent, the light in the sky.

Monday morning headlights zip by on the highway. 

Every car a story, every driver a life of possibilities.

Where are you going? 

How's your work working out for you? 

How are your relationships? 

How's your best dream of yourself?

Plug that dream into your GPS and get going.

Inspirational words at dawn, what else is the sunshine for?

We have our dreams for reasons that have little to do with Reason.

Here's an interesting consideration at the start of this age with AI:

*What separates you from an Artificially Intelligent robot version of you?*

Really.

It's an important question to ask right now.

The answer is [+he Ghos+ Point](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/).

If you had a perfect replica of your ideal partner, down to the feel of their skin, all its habits and hygiene, you wouldn't have your partner.

Why? What's different?

It's crucial for humanity we answer this question and soon.

Because you and your partner are not your scientific-selves. You're what decides what to do with the Science called you.

The thing that chooses and dreams... that's you.

Your body is your outfit; fashion it as you like, as you dream and choose it to look to best suit your dreams and choices.

Our words, like everything we build, are an extension and expression of ourselves.

Not our physical bodies, what we actually are.

I can wave to you here: O/

And what you picture, that feeling you have reading me is, for you, me.

+he Ghos+ Point

So thank you for sharing sometime together. I hope all is well. Remember everything you write and do shows the world who you are.

Take care, share your best dreams of you, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💭**thought\_balloon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EV8x8c%5FuMvdHj9VigQj2rVgBMezxjfxPXTPr-QCIv9IP%5FQ?e=MzcHuu&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspirational image of a ghost wearing a bowtie holding a book pointing at the viewer in the style of a magical Pixar animation.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-22.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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### Time to Redecorate
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/time-to-redecorate/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T18:51:17.000Z
*Sunday, November 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

AI got your tongue?

Remember AI is like a group of history and science teachers who got together to form an answer for you. 

Then remember you're your own person, bring your own experience and expression to your life, and enjoy your day.

*AI is only a record of human memory made to act.*

We're so much more than our memories; we're what our dreams can do.

Enough pixels let's talk the sunrise.

Still about an hour before it shows.

There's the business of Wonder Fell... some changes coming soon. 

With this supply of never ending content, a better more user-friendly UI is in order.

Time to redecorate!

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) is about to explode with content.

I look forward to the days ahead when I can sign on actual flesh and blood artists to provide artwork for the site.

For now, we make the most out of what we have to work with. 

We'll keep the "Same Prompts" located at the end of posts, and keep using various AI models to show the limitations and joys of AI.

Every prompt returned is an interpretation.

So expect a new look to Wonder Fell soon, starting with [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

...

The Sun showed. 

Pale grey-blue, wisps of white say good night to the night sky.

The last of Fall's foliage makes the horizon... orange, apple reds, and brown.

Hope all's well with and for you today.

Thanks for reading. 

Feel free to look around the site, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦸**superhero*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EaKUTFEjjb1PkCBB-CAh2G0Bp1huSPlMBX2WrkzsOj2EXQ?e=r6i1se&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a couple gnome redecorating an ancient library in the style of a magical cross-hatching color pencil illustration using warm tones and stark shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-14.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-1.jpg)

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-2.jpg)

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-3.jpg)

Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghost, November 2025
### A New Painting in Motion
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-new-painting-in-motion/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:15:13.000Z
*Saturday, November 22, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Artistically, Cinemagically, the sky is a new painting in motion with every sunrise.

Artists, and whatever divinity means to you, know the power of lighting and set the scene accordingly.

Every raindrop and ray of light has its own purpose for landing.

The world has rhythm, has a way. When we step our lives to its song there's harmony; living goes well for us.

Everything grows in a certain way.

Even you.

Right living feels right; your favorite song is on the world's radio.

Do what the day requires to hear that song.

Keep at it. Eventually your alarm clock will sound that tune.

Keep it going all day.

Dance your best life.

Harmonize with the world.

Some morning inspiration from your friendly Ghos+. O/

...

Did you check out the last installment of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-car-and-the-cloud/)? 

The Inciting Incident inciting enough?

It's meant to raise questions and make action by the Hero necessary to answer them.

Stories give us metaphorical medicine to heal societal and personal ills.

What grey static clouds and a dragon represent is up to your own personal understanding of life and how the story can best serve you.

Once a week seems a slow pace to release verses. As the tempo to the story increases, the amount of scenes will too. 

Every Friday is a definite until a more appropriate rhythm is established.

The next part in every story is where the Hero decides what to do next. 

And whether or not they should.

Right now Hope, our Genius, has a lot to figure out.

Thanks for reading, back to Colore for me, to your wonderful day for you. (You're making it wonderful remember? Check other post sign-offs for reference.)

Here's a replay reminder...

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍃**leaves*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EfdbcHwtDXZGnmAvh6AstugBfNz3p%5FbOVFJs0LAMJfOUwg?e=ToD5jo&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of an angel painting a mural of the sky on a globe of the Earth in the style of a magical Art Nouveau Anime Painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-13.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG3-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### A Personal Fire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-personal-fire/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:11:49.000Z
*Friday, November 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell way.

Peace. 

Sometimes dreams are a personal fire while you sleep. 

Sometimes you wake and the world is transformed by the blaze.

Have you ever had dreams like that?

Woke up changed?

Vivid, emotional, hot, or cold dreams?

There's so much more to life than we speak of; more than body measurements and what we eat, what we do.

There's dreaming.

We call it the unconscious, but it's really where we live... a little light shining in the grand dream called life. 

That's us.

This dream wants expression. 

Your particular light is best suited to express certain aspects of the Dream called Life, so you're brought pieces to share.

...

There was a time when we thought of the World as a Great Spirit. 

It's closer to the reality of our experience to describe it that way.

The World is always making; we're so focused on done.

The flaw in calling something measured is it leaves out measuring the reality of Life's insistence to grow and change.

What if dreaming had the ability to change your life?

What if I told you it's the only thing that does?

It's the only thing that does.

Everything starts with a dream.

Everything.

> "Oh Wynn, you and and your deep thoughts so early in the morning..."   
> \-Introspective Reader

> "Yup."   
> \-Wynn

The ocean is more than atoms deep on Wonder Fell.

Another verse of [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) posts later today. 

A definite: "Is he really just going to stop there...?" entry for sure.

The Inciting Incident when our hero is forced to act appears today.

Again, Colore is not a story for children. Important themes are brought up, often through the eyes of a child. 

If you wouldn't allow your kids to watch the nightly News unsupervised they shouldn't be reading Colore... or Wonder Fell tyvm.

Thanks again for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏆**trophy*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EfdQ9NMD0qNFswmC%5FpP%5FY-IBJ7CG9bYHYqU59JGWGRc6Sw?e=135cK6&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of the world taking a nap wearing pajamas and a bowtie in the style of a magical Art Deco Anime color pencil sketch.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-12.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG3-2.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Agreed Upon Ways
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/agreed-upon-ways/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T16:50:29.000Z
*Thursday, November 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Here we are. Another sunrise, another post from this persistent poet, [for you](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

Glad you're here. O/

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) goes well. Tomorrow the 'Inciting Incident' posts; the life event that makes the hero, Hope in our case, act.

The timing is right. Our Country, America I mean, is at a tipping point. We're forced to bring morality back to our discussions on government.

*Written agreed upon ways on how best to treat each other...* that's a good working definition for the basis of what a government is.

At present we've strayed further away from our written rules than ever before. Morality, our common morality, is bringing us back.

Morality, and not money, must lead a Nation if the people are to endure.

A Nation of laws cannot survive with criminals at the wheel.

Amen to that.

That's enough. Wonder Fell's not for politics, only to bring up the point I'm glad the Spirit of Our people is making a stand for what's ethically right.

What's next?

There's always the sunrise and thanking you for reading.

Dawn a few minutes away. Thank you for reading... onto Colore and Hope.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎮**video\_game*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EbK1-8HvxSlFi9rgfyFOngcBM%5Fa14nOMOxUIQPk5wObHqw?e=NsJcdI&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of owl wearing a bowtie and glasses watching a sunrise from the branch of an oak tree in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical fantasy illustration using a red, white and blue watercolor palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-19.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG3-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Sky Dreams
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/sky-dreams/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:10:20.000Z
*Wednesday, November 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Readers of the world unite and say good morning; there's peace in the sky.

A poetic way to wish you a good day.

The world works in a certain way. Have you noticed?

Sure there's scientific measures, but what about relationships?

The way trees share the land to make a forest shows us how to make a city, build a town.

Every moth and butterfly knows what it's like to be born into a life that doesn't serve its full potential. Take some time alone. Get to know yourself.

[You have wings; you're not a worm.](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-same-winged-thing/)

When you're brave enough to spend enough time alone to find out, you'll find you can fly.

It's an unfortunate truth that so many people are uncomfortable spending time alone because it is during those times they remember they have metaphorical wings.

Reading, painting, singing, playing an instrument remind us there's more to life than feet on the ground... there's head in the sky dreams. 

There's pure possibility.

A sunrise is always potential, always comfort. Dawn is consistency.

Cool... frost on just fallen leaves, breath is a sight to see. Winter waves hello.

Hope your day is a good one.

Take care, spend some time alone, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔌**electric\_plug*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQbTGNlDyBFKmmi3Za8JUwUBj3w%5Fn7aFT6fbmo2TDNdsig?e=T8eaR2&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of a single butterfly flying in an ancient library with sunrise coming through a large stained glassed window in the style of a fantasy impressionist painting using stark shadows and a dreamy color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-18.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG1-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Your World Is Made of It
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-world-is-made-of-it/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:06:08.000Z
*Monday, November 17, 2025*

Good Morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Sunrise... amber oak leaves fall like rain.

Autumn puts on a sweater as Winter starts to redecorate.

Good words, words good; how's the neighborhood?

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

There's always a certain peace that comes with writing, with any act of creation.

The rightness that comes with writing lets you know the importance of making.

Artists know. Musicians know. The only time we definitely always without question feel right is when we're in the act of our Art.

> "Why do you work so much, Wynn?"   
> \-Caring Reader

*Because I like to feel good.*

That's the simple answer.

Life is about sharing the experience called Life.

We all have a unique experience, something new to share.

Ways to express ourselves are vast, but mandatory. 

By the very nature of being here, we're expressing ourselves. 

Every time we exhale we filter out to the world our interpretation of the world.

*Every step in every walk or dance* 
*Shows the world who we are.* 
*I dance with words... walk these lines.*

That's the more poetic answer.

The process of poetry, the craft and ways of a poet...

With the advent of AI, I share Wonder Fell to remind humanity where words really come from:

Acts of Poetry.

Every single word was first a poem.

Emerson told us that; I just agreed with him.

Consider it. 

What do the symbols c-h-a-i-r have to do with the thing you sit on?

[Poetry!](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/)

Symbols to express an experience.

O/

Robots, computers, cellphone screens, and screens, and screens and symbols!

Poetry makes it all possible. 

And here you are thinking you never liked poetry. Your world is made of it!

A poem takes seasoned poems (words) and pieces them together to deliberately convey a new experience.

Thank you for reading. Going over to work on [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧥**coat*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESvx9ZjOQlVJolgd7p3rDjwBgjqBLZedAJKZ0S6bMovAzQ?e=exadoL&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of an angel wearing a bowtie holding the world in the style of an epic anime impressionist illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-4.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### What the First Line Is For
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/what-the-first-line-is-for/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T18:01:18.000Z
*Sunday, November 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Words with the sunrise. Welcome. O/

*Just write*.

That's the advice writers, would be and are... *Just write*.

Van Gogh told another painter something like, "If a voice tells you that you can't paint... paint. And paint and paint. Only by working will that voice be quieted."

So, writers with your blocks... shut up. 

And just write.

Kindly said, of course.

It's not like you suddenly forgot how to make a sentence, so make a sentence.

What's called writer's block, any creative block at all actually, is a matter of specifics.

It's not that you can't write; it's that you feel you can't write *that*.

*That* being whatever you want to write about.

Here's the cure, and Van Gogh knew it too: Just write or paint or create anything at all.

Making art of any kind is a physical process, and objects and Artists tend to stay in motion unless interrupted.

So shut up and stop getting in the way. Just write, paint, draw, play music. 

Stick figures! Nouns and verbs! Notes and sounds!

It's what the first line in every Wonder Fell morning post is for... takes the guesswork out, gets the pen moving.

Artists, this is work. 

Writers, every sentence made is a fulfillment of your profession.

Our work is all giving with no guarantee of worldly return for our time spent laboring.

All acts of Art are acts of generosity.

We share of ourselves what we value most in the craft best suited to ourselves.

For some it's words, others lines and brushstrokes, others the melodies and harmonies of music.

Life is ultimately about sharing Life. All Art is a conversation rooted in generosity.

This journal, these poems, this Epic I work on, are all ways to speak with you, for you, for us.

Vincent saw a starry night a certain way and thought he might help you to see it that way too.

Van Gogh didn't need paints to see his starry night; you do.

Mark Twain didn't need pen and ink to go on adventures with Huck and Tom; you do.

Beethoven didn't need a piano to hear the moonlight's sonata; you do.

All Art is generosity.

We can tell so much about a culture by the Art it values.

America's been a quick shock treatment entertain me now connoisseur culture for a century or so now.

But there's more to life than speeding it up. 

There's quiet considerations.

A sunrise. A sunset. The wag of a dog. The purr of a cat. What laughter is for. And love. And wonder. And love.

What happens when you read, see a painting, hear a song?

How do you know me?

My dreams are here. I share them with your dreams every time you read.

Are we good friends yet?

Let's check.

Are you glad to see me wave? O/

That's your relationship meter for us: Your reaction to the Circle-Slash. O/

Thank you for sharing dreams every morning. 

Thank you artists of all crafts for your generosity. 

Thank you readers for your consideration and the dreams you bring to my words.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🕯️**candle*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZjY7uJVwFxItFCpyaL3OswBxfIOhaWLPqosHgNy0drB%5Fg?e=Ho7S7q&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a Muppet faerie wearing a bowtie sitting at a desk by a window writing at sunrise in the style of a magical Impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-16.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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### A New Peace
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-new-peace/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T16:55:18.000Z
*Saturday, November 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

Let's see what the morning has to say. 

On with our show...

...

The first light of dawn; the moon's still a smiling crescent in the deep blue sky.

The past couple of mornings there's a new peace in the air. 

Perhaps you feel it too.

So much is changing; it has to.

The ways of humanity, specifically these last few years, aren't sustainable.

Though we don't talk much about morality, it still exists. 

How we treat each other matters for reasons more than whatever you believe happens after death.

Greed is a flimsy foundation, doomed to fall.

When we build on kindness and goodwill what's made lasts because it comes from a recognition of Life's value for all.

We share the space. We all call Life home. 

Life, for the living, is not just the Earth, but people too. 

So the people in your day are also a part of your home for that day.

Want to change the quality of your days?

Change the quality of your relationships in your life or recast the parts.

...

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) Continues.

Last night I posted [a short scene](https://www.wonderfell.org/breakfast-with-the-james/) introducing the theme. 

Perhaps you read it?

I plan on reshaping the form of the presentation some this week, and making the experience a little more worthy of the Epic title.

We're just about at what's called *The Inciting Incident*, that point in every tale where the hero's life changes.

> "Isn't seeing a dragon inciting enough, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader with a Good Question

Not for an Epic.

What does count is something we've grown unfortunately accustomed to. 

We'll leave the explanation there to prevent spoilers. Best to let the story do its job and convey the message.

Safe to say, as I mentioned before in another post, Colore (this first book at least) is a story with a girl as the main protagonist, but it's definitely not a story for children.

If you wouldn't allow your kids to watch the nightly News unsupervised, they should not be reading Colore, or Wonder Fell for that matter.

Some truths are best remembered through the eyes of a child, Genius or not. Take Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer for examples... and as similes for Hope James.

Our Nation is a lot more clever, our Science more advanced, but morality never changes. 

Mark Twain and Samuel Clemens would both agree, as do +he Ghos+ and Wynn.

Business thoughts this morning.

Hope you enjoy the day, take care and make it a wonderful one.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌸**cherry\_blossom*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETK1SljDKJFBgLTdpN3SMeEB4rX5D6V3a4YImp72PgoOsA?e=svcsRu&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a dove on a telephone wire wearing a bowtie while the sunrises in the background over an Autumn landscape in the style of a magical Art Deco painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-14.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### This Way of Showing the Craft
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-way-of-showing-the-craft/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:54:32.000Z
*Friday, November 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Today...made it. 

Welcome to the show. O/

Up, up and away we go...

...

Some breakfast, some coffee, some tea. One for you, one for me.

A new day, transitions in the air. The winds of change are quite a literal experience.

You sense them when you slow down and notice, simply listen to your life.

It's Friday, so another verse of [Colore ](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)will magically appear later today.

Days ago I wrote, like watching an artist on social media paint a picture, I'd write about the making of Colore on Wonder Fell as I reveal it... piece by piece.

Every story has parts. Like vanishing points and horizon lines for Artists, the ways of story help writers craft better stories.

I'm a poet writing a story because it's the best genre to share the message.

Like Wonder Fell... a journal is the best genre to showcase how words are tied to identity. Though there are no personal pictures of me here, if you read a few posts you start to know me in a way pictures could never say.

It's important we recognize that today. The Internet has made sharing words so easy.

We must not forget that when we share words we are in fact sharing part of ourselves.

O/ <– That's my latest online self-portrait... a friendly introduction, symbolic though it may be.

Thanks for reading and getting to know me.

...

Back to [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

The opening scene is set. There's an interesting character in an interesting situation. Everything is in epic proportions, which is right where it should be... being an Epic.

A few deep questions regarding the nature of life and morality were hinted at, so not only Epic but Epic Literature.

What's next?

Time to say what the story is all about.

We state the moral theme, the lesson to be learned: What our hero has to figure out to save her world.

It only has to be stated in the story, not necessarily to the main hero.

Someone could say it to the family dog... perhaps.

What's morally true for one is morally true for all, after all.

If you're an Artist of any craft, this way of showing the craft as [Colore unfolds ](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/)is at least interesting. People intrigued by the creative process, stories in general, will also find interest here.

My Artists and Creative Friends, thank you for reading. 

Let's see what Hope has to learn today and meet some of her family for breakfast.

How does a genius talk about encountering a dragon? O.o 

She'll have to do better than emojis for sure.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥞**pancakes*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ebfnqo%5FqfCtJnJws%5F4m9IjsBrqYZlmWABsXVPrUg7KOr0Q?e=baIQqa&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a line drawing of a dragon flying in the sky over a boat in the ocean at dawn in the style of a watercolor wash using a rainbow color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2.z4Z46E.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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### World Be Kind to Yourself Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/world-be-kind-to-yourself-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T19:08:30.000Z
*Wednesday, November 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

What's in an image? What's in the sky?

There's light, night, and the shadows clouds cast on the Earth.

Is it possible everything happens for a reason that has nothing to do with Reason?

An esoteric question for an uncomfortably comforted by what's empirical world.

Big wordy dreams for Ivy Leagues and philosophies long since gone... I'd rather write to you, for you.

How's the day? O/

On with our show...

...

Still some minutes till the sunrise shows.

Thoughts on Faith, Beauty, Truth and the value of the metaphorical juxtaposition of things here... where a poet's mind lives.

Where's your mind? On your work? On your dreams? 

On the worth of working for your dreams is my hope for where your attention is at.

One of those mornings where there's so much to share.

What if inspiration could work like so many cells do on microscopic levels and be selectively permeable?

Do we train our brains to only take in what best serves us?

Of course we do. 

This is good news for you.

You have [choice](https://www.wonderfell.org/the-shoes-you-choose/), so if your life isn't serving you well, change your focus. 

Decide what serves your best dream of you best and focus on it.

Sun's up now.

It's a journal; I hop around. Thanks for hopping (and hoping) with me.

Today is now officially: World, Be Kind to Yourself Day.

You should celebrate. 

It's the kind thing to do.

When's the last time you did, or thought about doing, something kind for yourself?

If 'maybe never' is your answer, celebrate today liberally.

It's the kind thing to do.

The sky is blue doing its best impersonation of not being grey. 

Autumn's tones tune to the chill of Winter. 

Technicolor washes to sepia then black and white for wintertime. 

We jazz it up with sleigh bells and wreaths and red and green and silver and gold decorations.

Seasons change the colors of Nature.

Speaking of Colore, there's that[ Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) to work on... kindly.

Take care, celebrate the holiday, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🔑**key*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EayBPrpB7zdCjYxxb5tvHGYBopDwXPpFND0ZbCgxdOccjw?e=D6lrB7&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create a joyful image of a rabbit wearing a bowtie hopping down a path towards a colorful cityscape at dawn in the style of a magical cross-hatching pen and ink illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2.3ls4kHBXWcfE1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Read The World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/read-the-world/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T18:13:24.000Z
*Tuesday, November 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Wake. Write. Say Goodnight to the night and Good morning to the day. Repeat. Add wonder, gratitude, some enthusiasm. Pick up the dream of the best version of yourself and live it. Live. Life. Live it.

Top of the morning motivations from your friendly Ghos+. O/

It's a handle, an avatar, my street name, yo: +he Ghos+. 

It's also a point to make regarding the power of words.

A supernatural factual point.

On with our show...

...

There's a presence you experience while you read. Each time spent reading words is a different experience dependent on the words read.

We don't discuss spirit well in our modern world, but there it is every time we read.

Your friend's text message invokes your feelings of the friendship. 

You read any author for awhile and you develop a relationship based solely on the power of words.

How are we doing? O/

> "What about AI?"   
> \-Clever Wonderfell Reader Now Seeing the Point The Author's Been Making with His Avatar

AI is not a machine or software program... it's words.

So, AI has authors.

Each AI program makes a Collaborative Translation of what is considered a *right answer* at the time of the prompt. 

A *right answer* based on the written code of human programmers.

AI, at its essence, is human teamwork.

Its success is based on something we call 'facts'.

Facts are not truth; the World was factually flat.

To change and grow and learn, to create new ideas, to make new facts from the application of our dreams; is what humans do.

I think of experiencing Life like reading a book, each shape and form is a word or sentence. 

Life speaks to us through images and all our senses. Life's story is shown to us through the juxtaposition of what we experience around us.

Like the words an author chooses to express a creation, so too, Life uses objects to best express its story.

Consider the things in your life. What stories do they tell? Enjoy them or write them new to best serve your best dream.

Use AI's help if you like. Just remember facts, like the reality of a flat Earth, are subject to change.

Take care, read the World, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⏳**hourglass\_flowing\_sand*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EbHteA1AhwVCjruHe59jCaABruK9ZFkCB0KULrTNyfyZhA?e=52PHFo&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of an angel reading an ancient book with a lighted image of the Earth projecting from the book in the style of a magical Art Nouveau Anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-10.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG4-2-1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Metaphor the Sky
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/metaphor-the-sky/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T17:01:10.000Z
*Monday, November 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Quiet. A little background music, no words.

An airplane overhead. 

Light highway traffic pre-Monday morning commute.

Even the dog isn't snoring.

About an hour till sunrise.

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

The words are the important thing.

Period.

Even in regards to the AI images: They're about the words used to create them. See the "Same Prompt" located at the end of posts.

Do the pictures match? Check for yourself.

As Wonder Fell grows the AI pictures will be replaced by work from Artists.

A gallery of sorts, with links on how to reach them of course.

A new Artist everyday... 365 new galleries a year... happy to help.

Want to go Art shopping? Eventually, you'll come to Wonder Fell for it.

...

Practical Monday morning thoughts.

Gaining some solidarity for the American Art Community is a goal here.

Art, in America, from music to the fine arts, and literature, has been a transient thing, a shapeless protean form.

To be a Great Civilization you have to have a well-defined Artistic Way.

Think Italian Renaissance and Greek Mythology for examples.

We've had Art movements, but no distinctly defining style.

Time to change that.

Eclectic Rock and Rap Pop Fantasia so far.

...

Sun's up now, misty morning dew, soft grey to white lifts from the horizon.

Pick a wild metaphor to describe your sky.

Text it to a friend.

They like when you're weird.

Thought you should know.

A good phrase to end a weird text message metaphorical description of the sky to your friend... 

"The Mothership armada spacecrafts are coughing out billows of exhaust over the golden Autumn horizon at dawn... thought you should know. 😄👍"

All Life contains the possibility of wonder.

Thought you should know.

Take care, metaphor the sky, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎨**art*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ERLMUTBD20dLoqzGalb5ANAB0KZKwqh17ym9RNRrUsFcgw?e=ll7Uyn&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of an armada of spaceships coughing exhaust at dawn over a picturesque Autumn in New England landscape in the style of a magical cyberpunk Renaissance painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2-1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (MAI) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### What's Wonderfell All About?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-wonderfell-all-about/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T17:05:59.000Z
*Sunday, November 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Glad to be read by you again. O/

The Sun's just about to show.

Abe, the rescued hound dog, still in soft snoring dog dreams on the loveseat.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

So what's Wonder Fell all about?

First, it's a journal kept everyday at sunrise.

What's remarkable about it?

It's a poet's journal. 

Not a 'hey I wrote a couple verses with a broken heart, or look how well my words can woo you' poet; a real-life, like it's my job title, Poet, Poet's Journal.

If you thought poetry was just a hobby for hallmark cards, or maybe what rap artists do, Wonder Fell's a good place to find out what Poets for millennia have been lyrically sharing our souls about.

It's a conversation with you, for you. 

During this time when AI begins to arrange the way we do business, it's imperative we remember the true power of language, what making and using words is all about.

Words are a place to place your dreams to make them real. They are the first step to reality. They're what make us human. We're not-so-hairy-monkeys without words.

Software mimics the ways of the mind. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but it takes at least a thousand words to make every picture.

Artists and programmers have to learn the right language to draw every intended line. Anything you've ever done required language to accomplish it.

Wonder Fell's AI images, with the 'Same Prompt' located at the end of posts, shows the different interpretations, and thus the limitations of AI.

Being human is about the expression of Life. We've been focused for so long on how to prolong our lives we forgot why we're making the effort.

Beauty, friendship, love, wonder and building wonderful things, and moments is what Life is all about.

Of course there's [poetry](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/) on Wonder Fell, too. If that's your cup of tea or energy drink to help raise your spirit and feel connected to life, maybe you'll read [some](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/).

And there's [Colore, an American Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) I've been working on for some time.

I've just begun releasing it in stages: at least a verse weekly on Fridays.

It begins with the story of a girl and her dog, but the themes are heavy.

If you wouldn't allow your children to watch the nightly news unsupervised, they shouldn't be reading Colore, or Wonder Fell for that matter.

Sometimes seeing the world through the eyes of a child teaches us so much we forgot. Take Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer for examples.

I know if Huck and Tom had the opportunity to meet a dragon with Hope they'd be all in.

Would you? If yes, you might [check it out](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

One of our greatest minds said: "Imagination is more important than knowledge," then dropped the ball and went about spending a life focused on pure knowledge.

Colore is a tribute to the worldly transformative power of the Imagination.

Placing it second in importance is one of humanity's greatest failures.

The health of any nation is judged best by how it treats its artists, Artists of every endeavor. Be it a symphony, ballet, or a hip-hop concert what we value artistically shows us what we value... period.

There's more to life than sensationalism, America. When we put flash over substance we get bulldozers in The East Wing.

Substance comes from what the Imagination is for: Dreams and doing dreams. That means words and stories and paintings and a beautifully built White House with the hope of a people placed in each stone.

Wonder Fell is not for politics. Demolishing The White House is not a political act. It's a tragedy. We should lower our flags to half-mast to mourn the loss while we decide how to heal, at least how to stop the bleeding.

Sun's up now. Most of the leaves are end of Autumn amber and fall steady and slow.

Thank you again for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎼**musical\_score*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESLdDP4qEehEqp%5Fi3p1D91cBnPIkAIByMACyy3DbEEXwiQ?e=asDta2&ref=wonderfell.org)
### Every Cathedral
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/every-cathedral/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T18:07:58.000Z
*Saturday, November 08, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

It starts with a dream.

Whatever it is you wish for, you want; the reality of it starts with a dream.

Our dreams seek expression. 

We give them words; we give them brushstrokes; we give them music.

We give them semi-colons, too.

Some of us, sometimes do.

Glad you're here. O/

On with our show...

...

The idea of Wonder Fell is to get you dreaming on purpose again.

Think of a dream as a destination. So many start their days not knowing where they're going before they get in the metaphorical car, so they feel life is without purpose because they lack a dream of purpose.

Dream your purpose, dream on purpose, then live your dream.

I picked up a mantle of sorts, what poets and poetry is for.

The power of the written word, all it can do, recognition and reverence for it is lacking in our world.

The word Beauty no longer translates to what it means.

Let's fix that.

There's a cathedral and there's an everyday house. A cathedral is beautiful. 

Isn't your home worth as much?

What does it take to build a cathedral?

Reverence, awe, a recognition that life is a divine gift goes into the placement of every board and stone.

Regardless your chosen faith, your life, Life itself was created. 

Your words for what created Life define more than your religion.

They frame your whole dream of Life.

An Atheist believes we're a hiccup of stuff in the Universe, a cosmic Bang.

They leave out the reality of imagination and the necessity of dreaming from their houses.

Every cathedral is built with the stories of the faithful.

Your home is built with the stories of your life.

Your life is fashioned with the stories, the dreams, you feed yourself.

Best watch what you eat.

> "Do you believe in God, Wynn?"   
> \-Wonderful Wonder Fell Reader

I don't need to; Life is too well designed to be an accident.

For some reason people are given choice. We should be thankful for it. There is so much wonder and good to choose to experience here.

Better choices is what the world lacks, not divine intervention.

Choice is what humanity is about.

How to make a good one is shown to us by how our stories work.

We all cheer when the hero wins.

What's up with that?

What is Up is what's up with that.

Speaking of stories, [Verse 1, Part 2 of Colore ](https://www.wonderfell.org/hope-and-the-dandelion/)is up last night. Perhaps you read it.

Thank you. 

Every Friday, at the very least, I'll release more.

Be your life's hero, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📜**scroll*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESOypHGRybtIvAGAyXEG1uEBYlI%5FHkGc7R9EyEqWG1gfEA?e=FbubDQ&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of an angel building a cathedral at dawn in the style of a magical anime impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-7.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Starved for Adjectives
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/starved-for-adjectives/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T17:06:28.000Z
*Friday, November 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Up and at 'em. O/

Glad you're here.

Oh, the peace of late, late nights and early mornings!

Hope you've known a few.

How to bring that calm into the day?

There's a certain slow easy way the Sun sets and rises. 

Each rise and fall sets a rhythm, sets a tone.

I wonder if we remember our best work, our best living, happens in focused intentional moments of purpose on purpose.

There's a calm competency that comes when we're living well. It's easier to feel in the early morning and late at night.

*Go! Go! Go!* sparks the metronome at noon.

*Coffee, Coffee, Go, Go! Whoa! And Go some more!* is the trumpet call for so many.

There's no way to know happiness in that kind of life; there's only distractions and shock treatments.

If you can't find joy in a sunrise, or gratitude in a sunset from time to time, you're the scourge of the World.

You serve shock treatments more than yourself.

Do your work, certainly, but do it for the reason that Life is worth living, worth feeling.

There's more to living than living another day.

There's wonder, there's hope, there's kindness, and finding out what love is all about.

And Beauty.

Oh, sweet Beauty what did we do to you?

Gone and made you superficial.

Wow.

Where are the cathedrals, the works of Art?

Did we bury poetry in a scientific heap? Is life so cheap to be worth only numbers?

Words, I resurrect your power.

Nouns and numbers, the world starves for adjectives.

...

Speaking of words, today is Friday so later another verse from [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) will post here.

To post it fresh as it's made has brought some interesting results.

As it deals directly with American Themes, the author's (O/) feelings on the subject matter are charged with the Spirit of the Country at present.

Being as I'm the author, and taking into account the current state of the American Spirit... yikes.

There's a divide: The Upset and The Upheaval.

We need to believe in ourselves again.

That comes down to a common language to discuss our ways and days.

There aren't two ways to talk about America; there's millions.

We try to make government a team sport, right aisle versus left, when in fact Government, in The United States, is supposed to be a team effort.

All of Us help all of Us.

We forgot how much we matter to each other. 

Forgot how much it matters we care about each other.

We're being reminded.

So, I'll place at least another verse here later today or tonight.

Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚮**put\_litter\_in\_its\_place*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ee1wdJAogxBLkvNfevkbqdkBciKgHs2fOOGJzKk55bqREw?e=3Q3llp&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a Gnome dressed up in formal business attire wearing sunglasses watching a sunrise over a city landscape in the style of a cross-hatching anime illustration using a red, white and blue color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG2.NlCoxYLrQEvJgGs.jpg)

Metro-gnome Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-6.jpg)

Metro-gnome Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Collaborative Translations
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/collaborative-translations/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T17:14:04.000Z
*Thursday, November 06, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Full moon light through the window on the screen as I write.

How's your dream? O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

What about all these AI pics littered over Wonder Fell?

They create a more interesting space for the morning journal.

Artists of the world be at peace! AI can never draw a picture, paint a painting.

It can only show a record of what's been done.

AI will never make anything new, never show us what we might be, what we might see, only where we've been and what we recorded.

An AI image is closer to a sentence than a painting.

That is one point Wonder Fell makes with the "Same Prompts" left at the end of each post.

Programmers are translating code into vernacular.

What we see when we see an AI image is a group of programmer's translation of the description.

It's like reading a translation of a poem; it's at least a step removed.

If there's any intimacy to be gained, any relationship with an AI image, it's between the prompter, the program team and the viewer.

So when you view a picture on Wonder Fell what you see is a collaboration.

How the program teams of Google, Ms. Copilot, and Grok understand and translate my sentence.

Nothing more than that.

There is the human element in it.

AI imagery is a collaborative translation.

Not Art.

AI is what worked and not necessarily what works.

Advice from a history book is AI's legacy.

Reliable, helpful, only ever as useful as someone else's memory is to your life.

It's memory devoid of feeling, though.

We're so much more than rational creatures.

We're dreamers doing our best to share this space called Life.

Rationalism, empiricism, computation help us share the space.

Enthusiasm, wonder, beauty, joy, love, and awe make living worth our heartbeats.

You can't find them in any image, AI or otherwise, until you recognize them in yourself.

O/

Take your reaction to my circle slash wave for proof wonder lives in you, as do beauty, joy and whatever in all creation love is.

Once a more active involvement with the readers of Wonder Fell (you ofc) is established and this [Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) business is in the past with AI's information, I'll offer the spaces where I place AI pictures to Artists to show some work.

No charge but a thank you.

The world needs what drives artists, musicians and writer's more than ever.

Three hundred and sixty five Wonderfell posts a year, a new artist per post...

Let's start a Renaissance.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌌**milky\_way*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EX8vz1HvfTRJrJaxd57Xg%5FwBuFVy-mliQwfH0l8bpb9grg?e=w9mEXC&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a robot dressed as a Renaissance painter painting a mural on a window in the style of a magical Renaissance painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### A Warm Simplicity
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-warm-simplicity/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T18:01:43.000Z
*Wednesday, November 05, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Full moon! Gotcha.

Like a clear night sky, the full moon shows its circular shine.

What to do about a perfect and clear full moon?

We could howl at it.

Though, the neighbors might wake. 

And a neighbor woke in the middle of the night because you're howling at the beautiful full moon is not the kind beautiful kind of *woke* neighbor you want.

Exchange your howl for some wonder and get on with the day.

Dreams and themes, themes of dreams, which to write on today?

Celestial spheres? Everyday tears? Joys wished for you?

How about we say hello and go from there?

Hello. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Powder blue hue for a sky this morning. Autumn sets the stage for Winter. 

Holiday lingo loiters on signs, comes alive in conversations.

Hats and sweaters, gloves and scarves, ice in coffee gives way for heat hot cups of chocolate or tea.

Winter's chill brings a warm simplicity.

Autumn leaves a blanket of leaves to catch snow.

There's a certain calm in every snowflake. 

Rain rushes; snow floats down.

The squirrel gathering acorns and my thoughts think on Winter.

Hope you're staying warm.

Good day feel in the air here. 

Perhaps you recognize it too.

Take care, stay warm, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐧**penguin*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZYM%5FoW1AlVBqmPSmOqlrEMBUHsak46dgyIbbMnf6NpfRw?e=tgSdt8&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of a squirrel gathering acorns under a full moon in the style of a single line drawing using hushed tones and a pastel color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/OIG1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Take a Breath, Artist
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/take-a-breath-artist/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:46:13.000Z
*Tuesday, November 04, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A new day. Welcome back. O/

Hope you slept well, hope all's well.

On with the show...

...

Quiet practicality. A simple sensible life.

Ever want one of those? 

Artists, musicians and weavers of words, to create anything at all requires metaphorical fire, a spark of the spirit is necessary to make anything new.

This means enthusiasm.

But an enthusiastic spirit doesn't have to be wild. There's a holiday candle in a glass jar set to safely burn the whole day. There's a wildfire on the coast.

The creative spirit works the same way.

The vessel that contains the fire of creation is you.

Will you warm a room with a portrait painted on the wall, or start a wildfire with a politically antagonistic punk rock band?

Sensationalism has its place. It helps inspire us to move, but does little to warm the heart.

I'm more a warm the heart to inspire you to move kind of artist.

A furnace with a thermostat versus a sensational burn the house down inferno stage show.

It helps to know your audience. How to best express your inspiration is found there.

A successful story told to an eight year old makes different sentences to be successful told to an eighty-eight year old.

Same with the notes of music, the brushstrokes of painting.

...

The Sun's up now, Autumn's rustic gold; it burns or warms.

Temperance in fire and spirit determines the quality of creation.

Take a breath, Artist. Be careful how you spend your fire, but make certain you do. Hold a torch too long and you become the torch.

Find ways to create that fascinate and inspire you. 

Work that craft until it becomes as simple as sending a text message to a friend.

Then, send your friend your loving inspiration.

Everyday.

Take care, spend your fire, share your spirit, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌙**crescent\_moon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EVsgydFsYNNGlfVBkcx6vD4Bf3mItjwT1yv75peRZrdiCA?e=eFr92r&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of a faerie wearing a beret, glasses, and an artist's smock painting a picture of the sunrise in Autumn standing in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical impressionist anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Thought You Could Use a Reminder
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/thought-you-could-use-a-reminder/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:56:12.000Z
*Monday, November 03, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

All the care, compassion, and concern,   
All the enthusiasm for a better world,   
All the love in every prayer has to go somewhere.

Sentences work for me. 

They're the only safe place my whole life long to hold what's most important to me, this metaphorical heart.

There's so much more to life than particles and the accumulation of things.

There's joy, there's compassion, there's beauty and love; the ocean is more than just atoms deep.

Life alive! Wonder!

A world imagined solely on numbers steals from the soul to pay the body.

Birds sing at dawn for very unscientific reasons, too.

There's a dream that is life, a world we share.

Beautiful melancholy this morning.

Perhaps that's you too, at times.

There's so much to life we rarely speak about. Those quiet moments alone with grand dreams we think no one will ever understand, but so many of us have.

I share them here.

You're not alone knowing the world is a better place than we show it is.

Our words are worth more than pixel bytes and swipeable binary lights.

Thought you could use a reminder.

Sun's up now. 

Abe watches the yard for squirrels between daydreams and dog snores.

Hope today meets your expectations.

Hope you expect miracles.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍝**spaghetti*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESptx1wc4nBGoOkXlBRqgZcBZEQe8BA2s7lBTp-FvMUXqg?e=rp0bye&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create a hopeful image of a songbird singing at dawn in the style of a beautiful cathedral stained-glass window.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### A Choreography of Sunshine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-choreography-of-sunshine/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:06:23.000Z
*Sunday, November 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy Fall back the clock. O/

It's 'Maybe I'll go back to sleep for a couple of hours early o'clock' here.

If you're wondering the time...

Now you know.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Or have some breakfast, call it a couple more hours for working time, and keep going.

So here we are a bowl of cereal and you.

How'd you do?

Found Wonderfell again so things must be all right in so many ways.

Glad you're here.

Almost sunrise.

And at a respectable time.

So many think Daylight Saving Time is just an hour more or less of sleep, but it's so much more.

Sunlight and shadows matter so much.

Ask a tree or an Artist. They know the value of the location of the light.

A conversation with friends at night under bright neons is a different conversation in candlelight.

Clouds set the human stage in unspoken ways.

We have the weather and the quality of light in common. Always.

Each shadow out your window was an hour sooner yesterday.

Shadows are an interesting event. We don't consider them enough.

A shadow is what is actually here. Everything we call reality is really just a consequence of the light.

Speaking of light, that brings us to color.

Color is an expression of the light.

But we'll talk more on that in [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

...

A soft pastel sunrise this morning. 

The sky's a murky serene shade of blue, of grey, of patches of white. Most of the foliage is amber, gold, and red; it crunches under every foot.

Some chimneys smoke, some oaks still have most their leaves.

Time measures seasons and men, weather and women.

Time is the measure of the consequences of light.

So I write the sunrise, keep a report.

Everything is light in a particular dance.

Even you are a choreography of sunshine, Sunshine.

Take care, enjoy the light, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎴**flower\_playing\_cards*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EavXJ161u0lHjgCqRIJCvvYBUMGD01DP45IEpiw0JRMsgA?e=RVO062&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of The Sun with a clock face at dawn over a New England landscape in Autumn in the style of a magical Art Nouveau Bauhaus painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### Bored?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/bored/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T14:42:39.000Z
*Saturday, November 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

November, a new tag day.

How are you? O/

How's the view?

Daylight Saving Time tomorrow morning at 2am.

So, tomorrow at this time Dawn will be on.

It's about time. Literally.

These dark mornings are not for the birds.

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

[Colore.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

Hopefully the [opening image](https://www.wonderfell.org/under-the-ancient-skyscraper/) raised some questions, has you wanting to read more.

That's the idea.

How much to release and when is still in the works.

At least one additional verse to the main storyline every Friday is the plan at this time.

Technically, Verse One, Part One is called, "The Opening Image." 

A full scene is a complete story in and of itself.

So every story is actually a series of smaller stories called scenes linked together.

For a traditional story, the next step is to finish the Opening Scene. 

So expect that next.

There's the part of developing the design to make it more Epic Friendly. 

That will happen throughout every week.

It's new territory, a work in progress.

Hope you enjoy [watching it unfold](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/).

...

Wonder Fell marches on... daily; the sunrise doesn't write itself.

Let's talk about a major concern, a word that doesn't mean what it seeks to express.

A word that's more a psychological illness than we admit: Bored.

The concept of boredom disgusts me.

Anytime I hear someone say they're 'bored' I hear an admittance of a lack of a good relationship of that person with their self.

> "Why isn't anyone entertaining me?"  
> \-Not a Typical Wonder Fell Reader

To say you're bored is to whine.

Cut it out, spend sometime alone, know yourself better. 

The world isn't here to babysit you. Life is here to experience, create beautiful things and build relationships.

That means first and foremost with yourself.

Make yourself useful to your own enjoyment of life.

Being alone isn't lonely when you're doing what you love.

It's doing something you love.

The best people in life enjoy quiet moments alone often.

Be a best person.

Sit alone often. Do Nothing. Do Something. Just do it on purpose.

What do you enjoy?

Make a date with yourself everyday to do it.

Next time you say you're bored remember it's a cry from yourself to know yourself better, to love yourself better.

Take care, if you're bored you're not, you're neglecting caring for yourself. Cut it out. Be alone. Find out what you like to do, do it, don't ever be bored again; and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💇**haircut*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EViqSqt4potNrgfop8TJafUBPVWojC4EQlFvHhah4PN2xQ?e=7U5K2n&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of inquisitive songbirds wearing bowties and pajamas at night shining flashlights at the sky in the style of a magical anime expressionist illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/unnamed.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/11/download.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025
### In the Quiet of Cellars
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-the-quiet-of-cellars/
Last updated: 2026-06-14T19:29:27.000Z
As they descended the stairs, Hope deliberated when, and if, and how to tell Finn about the dragon.

With all the other incredible things that occurred, and that Finn now had witnessed, surely a dragon wouldn't be out of place? But why was it difficult for her to put into words? It was a simple sentence. "I saw a dragon, too." But even though she knew the words, the right ones, she couldn't bring herself to say them.

At the bottom of the stairs, Finn reached for the light switch. In the quiet of cellars, Hope heard it click. Nothing happened.

"Great now the light is out." Finn's cellphone screen lit up. Hope saw his finger press the word *flashlight* on it and a small area lit up around them. 

Hope took her phone from her pocket and did the same.

"It's The Other Place." She lifted her light and walked to the cracked fountain. Finn followed. "See Finn, this is the place from my meditation."

"I thought you went to The Ancient to do that."

"Yes, I did. But this is what I saw. It's just as I described earlier. See The Dandelion came from out of this fountain. It was beautiful. The blue colors came to me, and I used them to fight that grey.... Oh, it just sounds like so much nonsense."

"If I wasn't looking right at it, Sis, I'd agree with you. What happened after you fought it off?"

"Well, it came back stronger and knocked me down while I was running for the...wait." Hope held up her phone and walked to the place where the swinging gate had been. "Where is it?"

"Where's what?"

"The swinging gate. How I got in and out. Where the..."

"What, Sis. What?"

"Okay, there's one more thing. I haven't said anything to anyone, well except Langston." She pet under his ear. "While I was running for the swinging gate to get free from that grey, I heard a loud roar, then there was a light as bright as The Sun in your face on a clear day. And just before I woke up I saw where it came from."

"Go on."

"Just before I opened my eyes, I saw in the swinging gate, the face of a dragon."

Like the period at the end of that sentence, a green light began to glow where the gate was. It hovered in the air and traced a perfect contour of Hope's memory of the door all in a glowing shade of green.

Hope and Finn held up their phone flashlights and stared at the green swinging gate.

Langston barked once and ran towards it.

On the other side of the gate a young woman surrounded with green light and illuminated wings reached down and pet Langston whose tail was wagging like John just came home from work and wow was it good to see him.

"Well," the Young Winged Woman said. "Are you just going to stand there or come in? There's work to be done."

And because they were both as curious as anyone can be, and the young winged woman was smiling, and maybe mostly because Langston's tail was wagging as he danced the way dogs do... The Genius, The Poet, and The Tail-Wag-Dancing Hound Dog walked through the Swinging Gate to meet the Young Winged Woman on the other side.

> ...🐉...
### Side-Story: Common Decency
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/common/
Last updated: 2026-06-07T14:13:18.000Z
"My Country, America, has put money over morality in means of economic and social importance for too long and we're starting to pay the price for it.

There's nothing wrong with money, but there's nothing right with it either. It's value is an act of faith.

Most of what's called cash these days is just some arbitrary number blips in cyberspace.

Your true value, as far as Life is concerned, and therefore as far as your well-being is concerned, is based on your contributions to the well-being of Life itself.

Your worth is in your relationships.

The more we value money as a purely mathematical exercise the further our quality of Life declines.

Turn on The News for evidence.

When we start caring about each other again, start valuing Life as more than a numbers game again, our Nation will heal.

Your life can only ever be as good as the relationships in your life.

Not just with people, but with all things.

How's your cup of coffee or tea? Getting along all right? Your sentiments for your morning cup are a part of its sustenance for you.

Really.

The world is full of quietly desperate millionaires wanting something more, something else. Do they enjoy their cup of coffee or tea in the morning? Most likely its taken for granted and barely tasted at all.

The things in your life are only worth how much value you put into them.

Money is supposed to be emblematic of value: not value itself.

Surely your grade school teacher is worth more to our Country than a Wall Street Broker.

Our money is failing our morality and so... The News of the Day, lately.

But money and morality add up.

America is at a moral tipping point.

A Nation of laws cannot endure with criminals at the wheel.

Are you ready to give up on America?

If you're quiet right now you are.

The ship is sinking. Money is attempting to buy the Law.

Is it for sale?

Are We a Nation of values or a Bank account?

Hundreds of years ago there was an essay entitled 'Common Sense' that inspired a Nation to do the right thing.

Here's a speech entitled 'Common Decency' set to do the same.

Morality, not money, makes a Nation Great... again, or at all."

> ...🐲...
### The Durendaphlor
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-durendaphlor/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:09:40.000Z
When they reached Finn, they found him sitting with his back against a tree staring at the bulkhead door.

"Tell me you saw that."

Hope took a Genius moment to consider. She could tell him, 'Yes of course she saw the light show.' But she decided it was best to let him tell her what he meant first.

"Saw what, Finn?"

"Seriously, Sis? I'm walking back from cleaning the boat and all of a sudden, it's like the Fourth of July. The forest sky lights up and..."

"You did see it!" How could she wait?

Finn nodded, eyes still on the bulkhead door. "Strange thing is I think it's coming from the cellar of The Boathouse."

"Don't be ridiculous, Finn. It's from my meditation." Two nods of her baskets.

He tilted his head to look at her, "Go on."

And Hope told him. The Dandelion, the color lightshow, and the grey cloud, just about all of it.

"Sis, first I'm glad you didn't say anything to me sooner, I'd have just thought you were crazy. But now... well..." He lifted both arms and shrugged.

"There's more Finn. I haven't known how to talk about it. It's not exactly sensible. But the morning of That Day, when Mom was driving away, that was the morning I saw this color show. Well, while she was driving away, I saw a grey cloud like in my meditation above her car as she drove away."

"Interesting." Finn went back to staring at the bulkhead door.

That was all he had to say? Maybe she didn't express it well enough. "I know it sounds odd, but I think that cloud is connected somehow to what happened to Mother. I came out here with Langston to talk with you about it. I thought maybe you could help me make sense of it."

He nodded still looking at the door, "I'll help you make sense of it if you help me make sense of this. Remember years ago, when Gramps first took me to The Boathouse. It was the first time I ever saw a cellar door like this. I told him, 'That's not a door. It looks more like someone rendered a hole in the floor.' He thought it was so funny. I started calling it..." He stood. Leaned a little towards the bulkhead door and whispered... "The Durendaphlor."

As he did the color lightshow lit up the doorway, then dimmed to its normal color.

"Okay, that's new." Hope said.

Langston barked once.

"Langston sees it too?"

"Yes," two nods of her baskets, "I thought maybe he got enlightened, too. But now I'm having second thoughts."

"First of all, Sis," Finn was now pacing while talking, "Of course Langston's enlightened, he's a dog. Second of all, I have no idea what any of this means other than you see it too so I'm not crazy. Third of all, if it's got something to do with what happened to Faith... well... we ought to check it out."

"Yes, I would love to study it. But how?"

"How about this? I say the word, the door lights up, and we go through while it's lit."

"It's just the cellar door, Finn."

"Or is it?"

He had a point. Hope needed more information. And when Hope needed to find an answer, nothing got in her way.

She walked to the edge of the door, Langston followed, Finn was close behind.

"This is either going to be totally anti-climactic or we're about to go into Wonderland. I'm hoping," he always smirked when he punned her name, "for the latter."

Then Finn said: "Durendaphlor."

And The Poet, The Hound Dog, and The Genius walked together through The Durendaphlor.

...🐉...
### At the Boathouse
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/at-the-boathouse/
Last updated: 2026-06-14T18:43:27.000Z
At the boathouse, which was just an oversized shed with a cellar used to keep fishing and boating supplies, Finn already had the boat at the dock about half a football field away.

Where the boat was parked all Winter and Spring was still a large patch of flattened Earth.

Langston, still glowing, ran for that patch.

He put his nose close to the dirt and began sniffing... no huffing. As he huffed, colors flowed from his nostrils like they had from the dandelion and the old fox carcass.

Each ray swooped over the ground like a soft cloud of tinted light. The more he sniffed and huffed, the more soft light clouds joined the procession.

Until, at last, Langston's glow dimmed back to normal. The ground where he spread the light resumed the cloud dance of color.

Langston walked over to Hope's side and pressed his nose against her leg.

"It's beautiful, Langston."

The Genius and The Hound Dog stood and watched the great choreography of light return to the Earth.

Reds met Yellows and Blues and... there.. there it was Purple!

The spectrum came together at last and a soft lavender hush fell over the land.

So quiet and peaceful and... just as the light choreography touched down a great quick firework spark show set off and countless splashes of violet light lifted off into the air through the forest ceiling to commune with the sky.

Hope watched and whispered, "Beautiful."

Langston raised his head to watch and barked three times.

"Langston! Hope? Is that you?" Finn shouted from the other side of the boathouse. "Did you see that!?"

...🐉...
### The Fox and The Hound
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-fox-and-the-hound/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:08:41.000Z
The Genius and The Hound Dog were a few minutes walk to the boathouse when Langston stopped, barked once and ran off the path into the woods.

Hope followed.

When she caught up to him, he was standing at the edge of a clearing staring at an old maple tree that fell years ago.

Behind the felled tree a mist of colors rose like vapor just as it had in her meditation.

Red to Yellow to Blue, and as each color rose it traveled to different parts of the forest bringing a slight glow to whatever it touched.

Hope was awake and seeing the same dance of light the Dandelion shone from her meditation.

What did it mean? Was this Enlightenment? And... Langston was staring right at it!

"You see it too, Langston?"

He barked twice. Then, the light show coughed and a grey static cloud hovered above it.

Langston ran to it.

"No, Langston. Come back, no!"

Langston disappeared behind the fallen tree.

Hope followed.

The light that was causing all growing things around them to shine now caused them to dim.

Langston stopped at the source and barked three times.

In front of him was the carcass of an old fox.

Hope covered her nose and mouth.

Langston got closer and began to sniff.

As he did the color light show, greys and all, drew into him causing him to have a subtle glow.

The forest light show, including the grey cloud, ended.

Langston returned to Hope's side. She studied his still glowing figure. He looked well. 

Then she reached out to pet him.

He barked once and ran towards The Boathouse.

....🐉....
### Side-Story: Evil Dresses in Grey
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/evil-dresses-in-grey/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:08:22.000Z
"It's a slow creep. That's how military rule happens. Our minds drip to haze. History forgets to teach, for example, a Nazi was a person. A Mom. A Dad. A Grandmother. A Grandfather. Millions of them. All started with hearts and heads like our own. How did their hate get so bad? Not overnight. No. Small manipulations. Little fears planted on the street."

"Propaganda isn't propaganda if it's called News. Called talk. Called media. Called radio."

"Maybe. Might be. You never know."

"That's how Evil sounds. Evil is not Black and White. Evil is Grey. No color. No, Yes. No, Good. No, Bad. Grey. In the middle. On edge and in the middle. Terrorized. Mothers and fathers don't wake up in the morning and say, "Let's commit genocide. It's the thing to do."

"You are a mother, or father, son, or daughter. What gets us to Evil? How does the process look? What makes a Nazi? We are not born with hate. We are taught, through titration, hate is not hate. We slowly replace the word hate with a new term: "The Greater Good."

"But history shows for the good of everyone is never good for anyone. There's a balance. Some benefit in one aspect, others in another. Diversity is color. Not Black or White, certainly not Grey. Evil dresses in Grey."

"'We stand for something, or We fall for anything.' Remember?" 

"Left or Right the story is the same. Whatever the Left-hand does the Right-hand disagrees with. And depending on whether the Country is Left-handed or Right-handed at the time decides what has the best possibility of happening. But never does. Because no one will make a stand."

"We don't progress. We are a living breathing document. We breathe; therefore, We grow. America is progress. America moves forward."

"The two-party system is a simple one to understand. They are not yes or no entities at each other's throats. No. Both are for progress. Because America means forward. Each party stands for the speed at which we travel. Far Left: pedal to the metal. Far Right: sloths shoot by."

"We are heading to the same goal, the progress of the people. Not political and personal gain, not face-saving, not backwards."

"We don't keep America Great. We don't make America Great again. Great is gone and done. Greatest is finished."

"America is Greater. If we are not perpetually greater, then there's no progress. And that which does not grow festers and runs, The Dream explodes, as Langston Hughes put it so well not so long ago."

"Never whether or not we move forward, but how fast. That's Government in Our Country. That's the duty. Someone in the house pinches pennies, someone goes wild on vacation and spends some more. We should save. We should spend. There is a middle ground."

"Moderation. Moderate? Remember that word?"

"My name is Faith Esperanza James; I am an Extreme Moderate. And I am running for Senator of Our Commonwealth of Massachusetts."

🐲

Read The Main Story at: [Colore: An American Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)
### After the Funeral, Hope Decides
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/after-the-funeral-hope-decides/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:07:55.000Z
The funeral came and went with the News Media.

Of course Hope was devastated losing her mother. And she grieved.

"Don't you ever be ashamed to cry Baby Grand." It was Gramps as he held her and shed his own tears. "I grieve for your mother because she meant something, her life meant something."

He stepped back, wiped a tear from Hope's face, "We grieve because your mother's life mattered."

Then, before she could find a proper time to talk with him about the meditation, Gramps was gone again to preach about the injustice on some News programs.

Her father at breakfast one morning finally was able to talk about it. Finn was at the boathouse, a mile walk through their backyard, fixing up the boat for fishing. It was just her, her father, and Langston.

Her Dad, silent about it to her for weeks, just started talking, "The shooter was another kid, a teenager, who never had anyone tell him he was important. He wanted to matter. That's why he did it. It wasn't mental illness. There's been too many. All the shooters do it for the same reason."

He went on, a kind of mumble, "They don't have anyone to tell them there's anything important about them. They want to show the world they're important. So they choose this because they know their names will be online and everyone will see how important they are."

He looked at his folded hands on the dinner table. "People pay attention to tragedy, so people pay for tragedy. Literally. It's why the News looks the way it does. Billions of dollars everyday are paid to people to flock to it and report it."

"That's not right, father."

"Yes, My Only, but it's established. People fear change more than they fear an occasional shooting."

"All people had to do was to be nice to a kid? To pay him some attention? Tell him he was important somehow? That's all? It just doesn't make sense they didn't."

"People are preoccupied with their schedules, Hopie. Caught up in the busyness of their days. Most just assume it's the parent's responsibility. And they're right. But a lot of parents don't understand, if you want your kids to behave better you have to show them how and then congratulate them when they do. It does come down to kindness and attention. It really, really does."

"What about the teachers?"

"We can't blame them. There's just too many students in each class and not enough hours in a school day. Most do their best. But to recognize every student to be excellent for one particular thing... well it would be helpful. Just not practical the way things are set up."

"Sounds to me the way things are set up is the problem, father."

"Agreed, Hope. Remember to change it requires what people fear the most: Change."

"The world needs some heroes then, father."

"Yes, My Only, the World most definitely could use some more of those."

🐉

Later that morning Hope and Langston on a walk to the boathouse...

Over the past few weeks since 'That Day,' as her family now referred to it, Hope and Langston grew closer.

"It's not that I mean to personify you, Langston. I wouldn't wish that on your species. People rarely make much sense."

The bloodhound kept up with her leashless as they walked side by side through the New England Summer woods.

"It's not like I could just say, 'Mother, I saw a dragon.' Or send a text saying, 'Mother, there's a cloud from my meditation hovering over your car.' But I did see it, Langston."

Hope already ruled out delusions or 'being crazy.' She consulted The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders most current version, concluded she was sane, and decided what she saw was... for lack of a better word: real.

What if what she saw was a by-product of Enlightenment? Did she reach it? There'd been no other such visions since. But it definitely was an omen of sorts.

"If I could just find the right words to express it and make it make plausible sense, Langston, I know it's connected some way. I know it can help."

The person she knew best at finding the right words was her adopted brother Finn, The Poet.

"I decided I'm finally going to talk about the grey static, Langston.... with a person, I mean, of course."

She pet behind his ear as they walked. "Finn's the smart choice. I have to do something. It has to mean something."

🐲
### The Car and The Cloud
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-car-and-the-cloud/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:07:25.000Z
On the car ride to school, Faith was full of her usual advice. "Love, I'm glad to see you taking more interest in how you express yourself."

It was only a 12 1/2 minute ride to her middle school from their farmhouse.

Hope's thoughts now were on her meditation. What could it mean? Dreams were always so cryptic, so in need of explanation.

Her mother continued, "You know, I'm sure Gramps will be thrilled to discuss your meditation with you. I would love to hear some about it, too."

Should she bring it up? Dragons roaring light to save you from a smothering grey static cloud was hardly considered proper conversation. 

"Oh, it's difficult to make sense of mother. The unconscious can be so unforgiving."

Faith smiled. "Sometimes our dreams are trying to tell us something, Love. I find talking about it helps. And you know when words aren't enough, I have my art."

Besides being a State Representative and former elementary school teacher, her mother was also an accomplished landscape painter.

"I am very rational you know, mother."

"I know, Love. I also know there's only one way to get better at something and that's to practice."

Two nods of Hope's baskets.

It was always the same way with Hope. When she saw the World, she saw an intricate masterpiece. Everything from an Autumn leaf's fall to a downpour in April made beautiful sense to her. She wished more than anything she could express that beauty to the World. 

There was solace in sense, Science made her feel welcome, but even Science missed the point of the wonderful beauty in creation.

You see dear reader Hope James was a genius and the difference between just a very smart person and a genius is: A true genius has a level of compassion to match their level of intelligence.

Hope genuinely cared for the World. She saw it Beautiful and Oh! how she wanted to share what she saw! 

People didn't see like she did and her genius heart and mind knew it would help so much if they could.

The car slowed to park in front of her school. "I'll give it some thought today, mother. Do well at the speech."

"Of course, Love." Faith turned to look at Hope and lifted her arms up. Hope mirrored her as they both said in unison, "Don't wrinkle the suit," while they leaned in to kiss each other on the cheek.

"Have a good day at school, Love."

From the school sidewalk, Hope watched her mother drive away.

As Faith turned the corner to leave the parking lot, a grey static cloud like she saw in her meditation formed above her mother's car.

Hope stood still and wondered what to do. The first school bell rang, so she went to class.

Later that afternoon Hope's father picked her up and told her that her mother, State Representative Faith Esperanza James was killed in the latest school shooting.

…🐉…
### Breakfast with the James
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/breakfast-with-the-james/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:06:54.000Z
"Start the speech off with a joke or a poem, Faith." It was Hope's older adopted brother Finn, The Poet. "I've got one for you."

He stood, raised his fork to his mouth like a microphone and began.

"*Ahem..."* 

***"A Lament for Our First National Poet***  
Poor Mr. Jefferson, you'd think  
The two-dollar bill would be worth more."

Her mother tapped her hands together as if to clap. Finn bowed and returned his fork to his pancakes.

"Thanks, Love, but I think I'll stick to the usual stay in school get a good education message."

Faith was a current Representative running for Senator of Massachusetts in the Fall. It was almost Summer nearing the end of the school year and today she was to give a speech at a neighboring town's high school.

"How was meditation this morning, Love?"

"Interesting, mother." How was she to approach bringing up the Dragon? Quantum Physics was welcomed table talk, as was politics; her family was all quite intelligent, but a dragon? A mythical symbol, some religions spoke of them too....

Her grandfather, 'Gramps,' was a renown preacher. He was due to visit in a week. The Genius already decided it was best to speak with him first on the subject.

"Interesting to you, Hope James, is always a lot more than just interesting. Share, honey."

"Well... there's not much sense to it. Images and unconscious things, mother. I thought I'd discuss the whole thing with Gramps."

"Lord knows your Grandfather would love to speak all things religious with you."

Hope gave two nods of her baskets and continued the pancakes she'd perfectly sliced into quarters.

"You know, My Only," it was John her father. "You're always free to express yourself here. We might surprise you with our wisdom."

"It's all right, father. I want to process all this first. Then, I'll talk more about it."

"All right, Love," Faith again, "just don't ever be frightened to say what you're feeling or to ask questions. You're not the only one who finds you interesting, you know." Big smile.

"Schools gonna find you interesting wearing that rainbow shirt." Finn with his High School Senior smirking mouthful of pancakes said.

"Listen Finn, just because I look good in rainbows doesn't mean I'm attempting to define my sexuality."

"Hope James!" John put down his coffee.

"I'm just saying, father, the only statement I'm making is that I look good and feel confident wearing rainbows."

Faith stood, picked up her plate, smiled, "My girls growing up, you know." She walked over and kissed Hope on a basket. "I'll drive you to school today, honey. It's on the way to my speech."

"Okay, Mama," two nods of her baskets.

Faith set her plate down on the floor. Langston came over and cleaned it.

"When you two lovely gentlemen are done eating if you'd be so kind to put the remaining campaign signs in my car, I'd appreciate it. When you're finished brushing your teeth Hope, I'll meet you in the garage."

"Okay, Mama," again two more nods of the baskets.
### Side-Story: Consider the Source
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/side-story-consider-the-source/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:06:25.000Z
"Our politics, of late, have become a Theatre of The Absurd and we're all standing around staring at our phones, talking about what doesn't help, waiting for Godot to show up with our moral compass so we can do the right things to heal.

But we're not sick, our stories are.

Our News tells us to pay attention to one thing while our hearts tell us something else.

Where does our News come from?

As long as the answer to that question is someone or some organization that stands to gain something other than public gratitude, we must be weary about trusting the information shared.

*Consider the Source*, is great advice to keep in mind as you read or watch anything calling itself News these days.

The major concern of every media outlet is to keep you watching, not your best interests.

The first, and most pertinent reason, for why any major News Network's camera films anything is so you watch it.

Enter sensationalism and the nightmare circus show of our current News narrative.

The same ways of business that run Hollywood run and rule our Media.

We're being entertained for the profit of a few with horror shows.

Billions of dollars are made daily... as long as you watch.

> "Should we just ignore all the injustice then? Surely, that isn't right."  
> \-Concerned Citizen

Of course we shouldn't ignore injustice. The point here is the larger injustice, the disease and not the symptom. People are paid billions everyday to report tragedies. And people love to get paid.

We must turn our attention and our cameras to what's best about us if we're to survive.

We make Good News profitable by watching it more, by choosing it over the Hell being served us so often.

There are plenty of good people doing good things in every community everyday. Let's talk about them. Let's make their stories where the profit is.

What we feed grows.

All the attention given to angry shock jocks and malignant media machines over the past few decades has created some well-fed monstrosities.

Do you listen and watch them for information or entertainment?

There are better places, that serve your well-being better, to get both.

There's no Right or Left wing conspiracies going on in America.

There are a few people with a lot of money and a media for hire.

That's the state of our Union for the past few decades.

Government isn't a team sport; it's a team effort.

The reason so many feel an us against them mentality in the realm of politics is because it's an easy narrative to direct.

When you pick a side you're labeled and easily led.

Right-wings and Left are both fasteners there to attach puppet strings to viewers to make them fly where the well-paid cameras lead them to go.

How long before America finds out it's being puppeted around?

Talk with your communities, your fellow workers, your friends. Place your focus and concern there.

Elect good people. If you wouldn't trust a person to babysit your child, they certainly shouldn't be trusted to govern your State or Country.

They also shouldn't be trusted to tell you what's News."

> ...🐲...

Read The Main Epic Story at --> At [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)
### Hope and The Dandelion
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/hope-and-the-dandelion/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:05:51.000Z
Hope walked through the swinging door of consciousness into The Other Place.

The scene was the same. There was an old stone fountain in the center of a completely black space. From the fountain shot up a beautiful array of lights shaped like a dandelion.

Like a shower of rainbow rain from below each color of light joined in to build the flower.

Red was first drawing the contours. It gave way for Yellow, showing Orange where they met.

Blue rippled and shone a shimmer as it met Yellow at the base to merge and make the Green stem.

Hope sat in front of the fountain, knowing today, at last, the color show would finish the dandelion.

Every time before when Blue met Red... well it didn't.

Some Grey static showed, fizzled out the attempt, and the rest of the lights dimmed, never finishing the flower.

Today though, The Genius knew, was the right day to show whatever Enlightenment brings.

"The Blue must overcome that Grey," was Hope's Hypothesis and what she waited and watched to see.

She sat on the floor that wasn't a floor. Red began its climb and the whole Other Place glowed to match its ember.

Yellow zipped next making Orange waves in its wake.

Here was Blue weaving through the contours of the stem, like a neon light color show in the depths of Space.

Blue reached the bulb and touched Red!

Purple, at last!

Now with every color of the spectrum a clear portrait of the dandelion hovered and lit up The Other Place.

Suddenly, the bulb burst like all the seasons happened in seconds and the flower turned to parachute seeds of neon glow that whirled and wisped around the fountain.

The mostly Blue bristles floated towards Hope, circled around her and her whole being shone a turquoise shine.

She clapped and Blue sparks leapt from her hands.

Then, The Other Place while filled with thousands of every color dandelion shoots, *coughed*.

The floor that wasn't a floor quaked. The stone fountain cracked and out of the air that wasn't air static formed.

Grey! everywhere like heavy rain clouds that drop from the sky and land on you and smother engulfed Hope.

She shifted and shouted. No!

Then Hope remembered her hands.

She clapped. Blue light cut through the Grey cloud.

She took a breath, stood, climbed to the top edge of the fountain and clapped and clapped and clapped.

Blue light from Hope's hands cut through the Grey static.

When the Grey turned Blue something new was made, something wonderful.

The dandelion now free of the static was surrounded in a Blue protective shield.

Hope sat back down and watched.

*"But what does it mean?"* Hope asked her favorite question.

That Grey was a corrosive force, color cured it, color made the picture of the dandelion clear.

As Hope drew her Genius conclusions, The Other Place coughed and spasmed again.

This time a dark Grey cloud nearly the size of The Other Place itself descended.

She stood and clapped.

Her Blue light fizzled and died in the static.

Again Hope clapped.

Again fizzled.

Again clapped.

Again died.

The cloud was above her now. She clapped and clapped and stomped. Every attempt at light to end that dark static didn't.

She took a breath, headed for the swinging door to get free and wake back up. The cloud blurred her image and knocked her down.

A roar from the swinging door sent a fire of pure crystal light like a sunrise to light the whole Other Place clean.

Just before Hope woke up she saw the face of what sent the fire that saved her.

Awake and safe now, she hugged Langston, huffed a deep breath and told him, "Dragon, Langston, a dragon."

Hope's cellphone chimed. Her mother, Faith, sent the message: "Breakfast."

She looked at Langston, turned to face back the small path towards home, put on her backpack, lunged down like a relay racer at a starting line, leaned down lower, met Langston's eyes and said: "Downward Dog, Go!"

And The Hound Dog and The Genius raced home for breakfast.
### Under The Ancient Skyscraper
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/under-the-ancient-skyscraper/
Last updated: 2026-04-30T17:05:08.000Z
Being twelve. Being a girl. Being a genius. Being beautiful. Being Black.

None of those words meant what they said.

Hope James was all of them.

Down a small path, up a tall hill there's a tree... The Ancient, her mother called it. Under the early light of dawn, the stately oak looked more like a skyscraper.

"Ancient Skyscraper hardly makes any sense, Langston."

Walking beside Hope to the tree, just far enough so her backpack straps wouldn't bounce off his nose, was her 89 1/3 (not even 90) pound blood hound, Langston Love James.

Hope walked to one of the two worn out patches of grass under The Ancient, took off her backpack, removed the blue rolled up yoga mat from it, unhinged the Velcro strap, and placed it to fit perfectly over the worn out patch.

Langston spun around three times on the other patch, laid down, and watched Hope.

*Hair* was the first thing you noticed about Hope. Big. Bushy. Bold. Perfectly parted down the middle. Done up like two overgrown Christmas baskets with a million mahogany and gold ribbons flying out.

"Today's the day, Langston."

Exactly 24 and a half days ago disaster struck.

Like all geniuses Hope had one great goal. Hers was to prove a Grand Unified Theory to the Universe. "One Law to rule them all. Hope's G.U.T.," her brother Finn called it.

What disaster happened to get in her way?

Hope solved it.

A verifiable scientific theorem unifying all the Laws of Science.

But even with this proof, something was missing. The something making everything move.

Where did Life come from?

What made Science work?

Textbooks and AI models were of no help.

She'd exhausted and disproved most anyhow.

Plainly put: Hope ran out of Science.

Literally.

As the question dealt specifically with Creation itself, Hope did something 24 and a half days ago she never thought she would.

She turned to religion.

As Buddhism was the most practical of Faiths, and Enlightenment sounded useful, we find Hope now sitting zazen (a perfect one of course) under the oak tree (no suitable bodhi trees in Massachusetts).

It took Siddhartha 49 straight days of meditation to reach Enlightenment. With thousands of years of scientific advancements, not to mention a working Grand Unified Theory of The Universe, Hope would reach it in half the time sat zazen during the optimal hours of sunrise.

She checked the dawn, looked at Langston, gave two nods of her baskets, and smiled, "Here goes *Nothing*, Langston."

And with that, Hope shut her eyes.
### Happy Ghos+ Day, USA
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/happy-ghos-day-usa/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:42:20.000Z
*Friday, October 31, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Boo. O/

Happy Ghost Day, USA.

We celebrate and remember the dead.

Did you know that's what Halloween is about?

A day to honor the dead.

To remember, though they passed on, they live on in our stories.

It's what all the costuming is about.

We dress up in stories, bring the spirit of a tale back to life for awhile.

Halloween is a reminder of the power of story, of what the spirit wove into words in a certain way can achieve.

If the sentences are clear enough, the instructions honest, the dead can walk the streets again.

And what else would a recently deceased story do but ask you for some candy or offer to show you a trick?

Speaking of stories, I'll post the opening part of the first verse of Colore today.

The accounts of Artists, visual Artists, on social media have my attention as of late.

The posts I'm most drawn to show the Artist create a piece from the start.

That's the plan for [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

?

To show [how to build An American Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/), while I build An American Epic.

There are thousands of books on how to write a story, but no live play by play.

Now I'm not filming the actual process of writing, yawn emoji, but Wonder Fell will show the thought process and state of mind of the author. O/

Hopefully the act of doing so will help you write your own story, whether that be fiction or the story of your life.

Make your life such a grand tale that on Halloweens hundreds of years from now people dress up as you to celebrate your story.

So just a basic opening scene today that describes The Hero in an interesting way, presents her personal dilemma, and gets the reader (hello, again) interested to read more.

I'll post that today.

Take care, remember you're a living story, and make wonderful this wonderful Boo. 👻🍬

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎃**jack\_o\_lantern*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESpzyWGBqH5Nh8CfDBwMNGABfx0%5F8A9OmDeqy13ShemPHA?e=Iek7jb&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create a joyful image of a Ghost, a Faerie, and a Gnome all wearing bowties and party hats, sat outside on a patio during a sunrise in Autumn watching the sunrise together in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical abstract realism painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG4.ZQSbqC.cJv.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-26.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### In a New Light
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-a-new-light/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T16:00:58.000Z
*Thursday, October 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

An airplane overhead rumbles, very early riser's and still didn't go to sleeper's cars swoop by on the highway.

Autumn plays with color and light, paints each leaf before it falls.

The shadows of Autumn are her signatures.

The shapes cast on the cooling Earth change with each leaf fall.

The light refracted changes with every brushstroke of Autumn.

A breeze blows, shadows shiver and ripple, sunlight shakes silhouettes over cityscapes and landscapes.

Halloween tomorrow: Ghost Day, USA.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

[Colore.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/)

Back to it.

There's a short opening scene ready for tomorrow.

There's the arrangement of parts; that's what today's business is for.

Web design allows for so much more flexibility in the way we share our stories.

Colore will show and expand those ways.

The process is organic, it reveals itself as the main story progresses.

Thoughts on it now liken it to an open world video game.

There are side quests called 'side stories' that add value to the main story line.

Just like in a video game, you don't need to complete the quest to finish the game, though reading the side stories adds value to the overall experience.

We might even say reading Wonder Fell is a very side story thing to do in regards to Colore.

If you're interested in how a story is made it most definitely is.

> "Do you have the whole story written yet, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader with a Wonderful Question

It's an adventure for the author, too.

That's how I view writing and telling a tale.

I have the main plot points mapped out. The characters and some scenes arranged. I wrote out the GPS directions with daydreams.

I know where we're going. Now we enjoy the trip together.

Tomorrow I plant the seed to start the story. 

Though it begins with a girl and a dog, be aware Colore is not a story for children. It does address major concerns in our world today.

In a new light.

And yes, that does mean Dragon Fyre.

When a poet sits down to write a story the whole things turns Epic.

Wynn, the poet, sat down to write a story and the whole thing turned Epic.

Thanks for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌹**rose*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESWEmfDyE7VBhz9%5FALuwot8BRmWcn%5F%5FST3onX96Ag20hsA?e=vPOndV&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of an inspiring dragon wearing a bowtie and glasses in an ancient library blowing rainbow colored light on a laptop causing it to glow in the style of a magical modernist fantasy painting using vivid colors and stark shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-24.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-25.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### The Essence of Colore
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-essence-of-colore/
Last updated: 2026-05-31T14:47:20.000Z
*Thursday, November 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

What a difference each season makes, temperate, warm, mild, wild, or chill.

So much depends on sunlight, how often and when.

The quality of each sunrise is distinct based on the time of the year. 

The time of the year is based on the relational point of view of the Sun. 

How the Sun sees everything changes everything.

When the leaves feast in summer on light they stay beautiful belly-full green. The less light fed the more variety of color.

Interesting how more light makes human skin darker and oak leaves green.

Your skin color is just a record of how much time your ancestors spent in the Sun. Nothing more, nothing less.

Kings and tyrants used the beautiful distinction of color as a means to control populations.

Enter Racism... an ancient political convenience that's still quite inconvenient.

Ancestral dissonant rhythms keep it around.

Though it fades; it fades slow.

It's our stories. If we are ever to heal the scourge of racism we have to make new stories. Share them with our children, teach them right from wrong.

It helps to have a new language to discuss color to accomplish ending the blight.

[Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) gives a new way to view color, and so a new way to discuss race.

It's literally my Hope that we do.

We're better than our current understanding of language allows. 

If our words don't mean all they could, they don't mean all they should.

That's the essence of Colore, An American Epic.

A Nation whose foundation is on words, a written Constitution, cannot grow if its understanding of its language doesn't.

Life, Liberty, and Happiness mean different things, are a different experience, then they were two and a half centuries ago.

Sun's up. Light clouds give way to a sunny sky day. Over to the [Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) for me.

Enjoy your sunshine, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### Wynn

+he Ghos+

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍰**cake*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EV2qIRj54-NHrPy5NRbep9gBOQWsOUMkrbtfdvblT9KvVg?e=0juFdw&ref=wonderfell.org)
### For You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:55:41.000Z
*Pixel Poets,* 
*The well will never go dry.* 
*The pen will break- for sure.* 
*But the well; we’ll never go dry.*

Keep it going

This is for you.  
I’m writing this for you.  
For you, for you, for you,  
This is all for you,  
You for all, and all ways  
You

Keep it going

I’m saying it cryptically  
Because sometimes  
That’s the best way  
The only way for those

Who don’t see  
Who won’t see  
What we see  
As we see  
As we can’t  
Help but see…  
Well, you see.

Keep it Going

Because if this means  
To you  
What this means  
To me  
Right now  
Then my right now  
Is gone as far as  
I can tell.  
So this is for you

Keep it going

I don’t know what it is.  
I know it will rule your life.  
I know you will be misunderstood.  
Everywhere. Except here.  
I get it. I’ve got it.

Keep it going

I wonder how long has gone  
Since I put this down. 2018  
And almost Christmas. That  
Doesn’t mean much to me  
Now. It didn’t mean much  
To me when then was now.  
But this does.

Keep it going

Once you’ve seen  
The light on things  
There no longer are things  
Just one thing and you’re  
A part of it like everyone  
Else except you see it.  
I’m here seeing it,  
Probably there too,  
But how?

Keep it going

  
You’re gonna hurt hard  
For this, they’ll hit  
You, but that’s only  
Because it’s important.  
The only Important.  
Too important for anyone.  
But you are: Someone.

Keep it going

I wish I could sit with  
You awhile and know  
I’m not alone in knowing.  
But I am with you now,  
And you are with alone;  
The alone we share alone.  
Now you know alone is not   
Alone: You are not alone.  
I was never told directly.

Keep it going

This best life.  
This only life.  
Walt wrote about it.  
Emily was here, too.  
Ralph Waldo and Maya.  
Sylvia never quite  
Made it to knowing.  
But you will.

Keep it going

It gets better.  
Not the part  
That is horrible.  
No- that  
Stays horrible.  
You get better.  
You get stronger.

You hold more.  
And more will make  
The empty from others  
Not burst you into  
Empty rooms so much.

You will march  
To one empty room.  
You will leave  
Shame on the couch.   
You will always be  
Full like you are now  
Reading this.

Keep it going

Don’t make excuses.  
You are necessary.  
Look at these words.  
You read them.  
You are here.  
You are necessary.

Keep it going

If you were here, we  
Would laugh and talk,  
Maybe go for a walk,  
But we would for sure,  
Share the lonely  
That comes listening  
To light too long  
To loud to listen  
To listen to look

Not any of those…  
All of them  
\-and-  
All at once.

Keep it going

The poem, the heart, the voice  
That won’t quiet long enough  
For you to realize you’re in love  
With love and love loves a poem  
Of love and the love that comes  
From a poet is Love’s love direct.

Heart of the Poet!  
Sing Love’s imperative!

Keep! It! Going

I’m tired.  
Love won’t let me be-long  
Enough to be acceptable.  
There’s no other life when  
Love direct has come.  
You don’t stand a chance,  
Rejoice in the futility  
Of being Love’s choice.

Rejoice and keep  
Love’s love going

One day someone will need  
To know what a poet is for,  
One day someone will need  
To know poetry is the sweet  
Cruel song that never stops  
Stomping the Dance of Love.

Keep it going

Stop the song,  
You stop the dance.  
Don’t stop that song,  
Stomp that dance.

That’s Love.

Keep it going

Love Is   
Insatiable in Your Hands.  
Waiting on Your Whisper.  
Feasting on Your Words.  
Shouting Your Divine.

Keep it going

\~ Wynn \~
### An American Epic, Together
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-american-epic-together/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:37:21.000Z
*Wednesday, October 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back to another installment of the sunrise with Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine, +he Ghos+, Himself. O/

Glad you made it.

Halloween a couple days away, followed by Daylight Saving Time a couple after that.

DST was always only a matter of one morning with one more or less hour of sleep. Since Wonder Fell, though, I look forward to it.

Interesting and ironic to write the sunrise sat in the dark.

On with our show...

...

Colore, the Epic I work on, shows its start on Halloween.

How best to present it? 

There's a main story. The start of which I'll post on Halloween.

The Internet, specifically web design, creates more opportunities, a new living area to present the written word in new ways that can better serve the story.

The best way to go about discovery of the best way to present the materials is to keep the process organic. Do what serves the story best when it best serves the story.

We'll start slow and build from there.

Having Wonder Fell creates an opportunity to serve other writers and would be writers.

This is my journal, so I'll talk about [the process of creating Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/colore-unfolds/) as the Epic grows.

Everyday.

Right now, the idea is to get the story established with the Opening Scene.

There's much to share. Priority of order and timing, web design, and how and when each piece best serves the story are my thoughts at this time.

One word at a time is how it goes.

So let's build an American Epic together.

The main story starts on Halloween. I'll add to it weekly.

Other supporting materials, side quests if you will, I'll place at appropriate times to best serve the main story.

At some point, once the storyline progresses, I'll ask visual artists to add some illustrations.

There's no hocus pocus about writing a story; it's work. I'll map out the process of writing Colore in Wonder Fell.

My hope is that it's a help to other writers and artists going through the creative process.

The world needs Art, Literature, and Music right now; perhaps more than ever.

AI doesn't rule the world; enthusiasm and inspiration do.

That means a love of work.

If Wonder Fell helps you love your work even a little more, I'll consider it a win.

And a pun.

Take care, make something new, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥞**pancakes*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EWB9EjIzoSJLj52Itv1FJs4BZ6pjBAMvsXCrTsaHLIbvgQ?e=vIgAHY&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: *Create a portrait of a witch wearing a bowtie, reading an enchanted ancient text in an enchanted forest at dawn using Halloween themes and bright lighting and vivid colors in the style of a magical anime illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-23.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-24.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Meaningful Work
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/meaningful-work/
Last updated: 2025-10-28T14:03:26.000Z
*Tuesday, October 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Words with the sunrise and you. O/

We create.

Regardless how everyday ordinary your activities seem, you're always creating to make them happen.

Habit is just comfort from repetition of the same action.

Every action is a choice. Repeated choices build habits and habitats.

This means you Artist. Show up everyday and work. 

The more you do, the more you can do. 

Make something everyday.

Still the sunrise... about an hour away.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-22-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

It's Colore.

My answer to why Wonderfell's felt sluggish the past few mornings.

Something else wants writing.

I'll go to it next.

We could check-in on Abe.

Loveseat lounging daydream daze waiting on the sunshine.

[Lola's](https://www.wonderfell.org/lola-gets/) still in one piece, still takes his time with her.

Change is in the air, on the way, in a big way.

I reach for continuity of thoughts to make this more readable for you, but I must remember this at heart is a morning journal, a record of thoughts at a certain time everyday.

Sometimes journals are choppy, listy, sentences. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-23.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

The way working artists view life is missing from our Country's overall narrative.

We're still so focused on the clock.

On the hours and not the work itself.

The quality of hours, not the quantity, is how best to measure success.

What you accomplished at work, and not how many hours you spent doing it, is how best to measure the value of a working day.

Time and money, time and money, time and money... bah … do your work well, take pride in it, and time and money will be of more value to you.

It's why there are so many miserable millionaires in the world: Meaningful Work didn't make their fortunes.

Love your work, at least do your work with love, thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📖**book*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETh7bVkn%5FR1NggzPD5fu2-8BcoPk3m3gPGX29RFaqPSuCQ?e=Sd8tfo&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create in image of an angel wearing a bowtie and an Artist's smock painting a picture of the sunrise in the style of a magical Art Deco Expressionist Painting using soft light.*
### Ms. Information
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ms-information/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:56:49.000Z
America the Beautiful;   
Depends where you’re standing.

God bless the U.S.;   
Depends which one. 

From sea to shining sea;   
Depends on the latest oil spill.

Oil burns bright, so do wildfires.   
The torch on Ellis Island was never lit. 

Probably why she turned green, got sick from the cold,   
Or ate something that turned her stomach. 

Bad French Fries, maybe.   
Call ‘em *frites* over there. 

A little redundant calling them *Français Frites*.

Though, sometimes a patriotic adjective is helpful.  
There’s splendor, then there’s American Splendor. 

A work of literature or...

Maybe, metaphorically, a poetic name   
For Lady Liberty’s torch...

If we could only light it.

But, then, perhaps it would be French Splendor,   
As she was a gift from France. 

So, Liberty is a French woman with cleanly shaven armpits,   
Standing on an island in New York with an impotent torch,   
And some book Napoleon used to stand on to address his armies. 

He was short.   
Little man syndrome. 

Definitely not as tall as the woman who holds the book   
Sent over to give us our impotent torch of liberty. 

Copper goes green behind the ears after a while, evidently.   
French Fries go green if you don’t peel them or cook them enough. 

A slightly copper colored fry is best.   
Slightly crisped on the outside to protect the soft white center. 

Sometimes a bruised potato shows up and the fry turns black,   
Deflates a bit, and can’t protect the soft white center.

It holds nothing of presupposed value being black and blue  
Before it had a chance to cook to the right temperature.

Might as well hold a bruised French Fry over Liberty’s impotent torch   
And try to make it of nutritional value to the American eating it. 

Maybe raise the nutritional bar...

They only eat *Frites* in France where   
Bruised done right is for a five-star gourmet soiree. 

They call Paris the City of Love, but ‘Eiffel’ is not something you want   
The world’s most notorious phallic symbol saying on a honeymoon night. 

Quite an awful thing to hear your tower sing: 

*‘Oui, oui, Eiffel!’*   
On your honeymoon. 

*Oui! Oui!* for Lady Liberty’s impotent torch.  
Green obscene *frites* for treats on Coney Island 

Sounds fair real newsie to me. 

Let Freedom’s Onion ring for your attention!   
Cracked Liberty Bell peppers and all.

\~ Wynn \~
### This Ghostly Manner
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/this-ghostly-manner/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:32:04.000Z
*Monday, October 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Time to write the morning.

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

Dark. Daylight Saving Time, this year, is a welcomed event.

Sat here in the pre-dawn dark with a candle, a hound-dog, a cup of tea not coffee, and some cereal, waiting for the light.

Anticipation is bringing me down and the sun up.

Another so much to say to you morning.

The more I write Wonder Fell the clearer its audience becomes. 

You're Artists or people intrigued by the creative process.

My people. Good morning. O/

Life, though, is a creative process.

Have a dream and make it real. What we all do all day.

Philosophy this morning is for the birds. I'll let them know as soon as they arrive.

So here you are spinning around a supernova on a sphere spinning itself through a vacuum called Space staring at a glowing cube with flashing lights on it making sense of some symbols a guy calling himself +he Ghos+ made before sunrise.

To give you your exact GPS coordinates.

...

I've got "Epic Brain," this morning.

Anyone whose ever had more than one project going on at once knows this feeling.

My thoughts pull towards: [Colore](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

The first time I published the Epic's title. ^

This whole Ghos+ business will make some very practical sense real soon.

It's important for so many of the themes in Colore that I remain anonymous as possible for awhile.

It throws profiling out the window.

Yup, an American Epic called Colore, by an author we know little, but so much about (six hundred and four posts worth). 

It's one reason why I've shared with you in this ghostly manner everyday for over a year now.

Consider Wonder Fell a getting to know you session, a conversation with your introverted often in daydreams friend who never lets you down. O/

There's a lot we need to talk about America, a lot we need to remember.

Like common decency and what Hope is for.

Thanks for reading.

Onto other pages for you to read later.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎃**jack\_o\_lantern*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETvlQW6IaE9FmTFv4BNmpvMBpDTgkex0OOIfroD6HUbH8g?e=5MWEzb&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an inspiring image of a nerdy dragon wearing glasses and a bowtie reading an ancient text in an enchanted forest at dawn with rainbow light coming from the book's pages in the style of a magical anime illustration using bright, vivid light and stark shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-21.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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### The Materials of Art
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-materials-of-art/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:25:56.000Z
*Sunday, October 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Oh Autumn, with its slow sunrises... taking time to gather all the colors of Fall before showing.

How's your day? O/

A so much to say day in the air here.

So, let's go.

On with our show...

...

> "How do you know what to write about?"   
> \- Interested Reader Who Also Writes

There are a few ways to go about writing.

One: Have an idea, sit, and start.

Two: Sit and start. See what comes and keep going.

They both come down to listening, a certain kind of trust for your imagination and your craft.

Your craft is your imagination's means of transportation. The pun works.

Craft also grows. The more we create the more we can create. Skills advance, too.

Imagine if every time you drove your car the car itself provided a better ride.

That's the creation experience of showing up consistently to create.

Musicians know this. You have to play everyday. Practice, they call it.

The analogy blurs between practicing playing an instrument and writing in that there's a right way to play Bach, but what's the right way to write you?

You could practice writing like your favorite author, but it's disingenuous somehow.

You get good at mimicry. It's acting not writing. It's a step removed from you.

There's an aspect of knowing yourself required to make art. A familiarity with your dreams and perceptions of life is necessary to create anything sincere.

So you have to sit alone and know yourself.

Any artist in any craft devoid of a knowledge of a relationship with their dream of life can only ever be an actor at best.

So many of our screen playwrights and popular musicians fall into this category.

It's the difference between Art and Entertainment, a mocking bird and an eagle in flight.

Any Artist truly committed to Art for Art's sake is always viewed as a loner. Not because of personality quirks, but for the sake of their business.

We have to sit alone, be alone, to harness a genuine understanding of our personal experience of life so we can best express it.

We're not anti-social; we're working.

If you're consistently creating, you're not depressed. You're gathering materials to create.

Daydreaming and self-reflection are necessary skills of any true artist.

Tell your friends and loved ones you're working and go stare at the wall. 

Every Artist will know where you really are: Feeding yourself with the dreams necessary to sustain your art.

It only becomes what we call Depression when we don't have a practice developed. Choose your craft. Choose many. Sing or strum, write or paint; the idea is to create for a set time everyday.

Even if it's just one chorus from one song, one sentence, or stick figure drawing at first. Something. Everyday.

Your whole life will improve. Stay consistent. Enjoy it.

To make anything requires materials. You're not depressed Artist, you're gathering dreams.

Dreams are shapeless things, spirit. We give them form through the creation of thoughts. Our thoughts become actions. 

Have your actions preloaded. Pick up your instrument at the same time everyday, write, paint, draw, sing. Shape that dreamtime stored in you with your craft.

Some call it a flow state, but it's really just being prepared.

Preparations are made by daydreaming. It's part of the work Artist.

Thank you for taking the time to gather dreams and share them.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🖼️**frame\_with\_picture*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EemAaihnGPhIm8BYsmTsuvsB6czJWGFbrkDvw2denuDlsw?e=wi3aER&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of a faerie wearing pajamas and a bowtie sitting in a quiet room looking out a window at a sunrise in the style of a magical impressionist Dungeons and Dragons painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-21.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Swoop the Sky
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/swoop-the-sky/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:57:17.000Z
*Saturday, October 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. O/

Sunrise. 

Calm, covered-up to every horizon in comfortable cloud blankets sky.

Leaves fall fast in Autumn, quick change shadow shapes on every lawn and street.

The persistent fall of leaves leaves a spooky trail of shadows in the wake to wake up to. 

The scene is set for Halloween.

Hope all's well with you this morning.

On with our show...

...

What's next?

Maybe Saturdays mean so much to you.

Friends, family, leisure time. 

Just plain ol' fashioned chill....

Whatever your plans, I hope you enjoy them.

Wonder Fell's entries have been shorter the past few mornings. 

Words want prose.

There's no holidays or days off when you do what you love.

Why take a vacation from doing your heart's content?

And now the grey breaks away and blue shines through, little spaceships called cirrus clouds swoop the sky.

Good day today feel in the air.

Wish the same for you.

I'll post a poem or two more on the site today.

Take care, enjoy your time, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥇**first\_place\_medal*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYxFqor3AC9Og-BWsFj%5FJMkB9OZ2oUlUSZcXlxTUTF%5Fc4w?e=cFVO2Q&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt🤔: **Create an image of spaceships shaped like clouds flying around at dawn while a ghost sits on a hilltop writing in the style of an 8-bit video game poster.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-20.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Your Conviction is Enough
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-conviction-is-enough/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:49:49.000Z
*Friday, October 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Blue-grey mist glows to show the silhouette of the horizon.

Welcome Dawn. O/

Welcome back Dreamers.

Hope you slept well.

On with our show...

...

What do you love?

Careful how you answer. It says everything about you.

Dreams and doing dreams. Words and doing words. Here.

And you. 

Thank you for your consideration.

How do we treat each other better?

Surely we know.

Every story ever told tells the same truth.

We know how to live well.

Wonder Fell isn't a place for commentary on current events, but eternal events.

We're only ever as good as our courage to live our best dreams is strong.

There's a lot online to tell you what's in the way of living a good life.

But what's here to help you live a good one?

Wonder Fell, for one.

Your conviction that you're worth it is another.

Your conviction is enough.

You have your dreams for a reason.

Where'd they come from?

Random electrical responses in your fleshy brain?

Really?

Who sold you that idea?

Life wants you to achieve your best dreams of a best life. 

That's why you have your dreams.

...

Pep talk sunrise this morning.

Some inspiration with your breakfast.

One week before I start releasing parts of the [Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/).

I'll post it on Wonder Fell.

It does deal with some current events. Some new language for old ills in hopes to help us heal.

In some ways Wonder Fell is a 'getting to know me' exercise. There are a lot of strong cultural issues the Epic brings up.

*A trustworthy narrator is someone's car you want to get into.*

Central AC and Heating, or windows down here. Comfort and convenience for you.

We'll take the backroads and enjoy the view.

The journey's at least half the joy.

Take care today, thank you for reading, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦖**t-rex*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQLjs7XSV-RPm1-dwCqcN0EBYPx9jSiI9fE4i1fwMCTfRw?e=pzH0TF&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a hippie minivan travelling down backroads in Autumn in New England at dawn in the style of a magical rock concert poster using bright colors and soft shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-19.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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### A Simple, Honest Thing
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-simple-honest-thing/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:45:11.000Z
*Thursday, October 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

Courtesy and gratitude first thing in the morning for you.

A few hundred words or so to bring some wonder, some peace, some resolve to your everyday while the sunrises.

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

Every person, organization, Country has a story that shapes and defines it. 

It's called the spirit of the thing.

How's the spirit of your thing today? 

How's your story Morning Glory?

Cut, copy, and paste it till it best suits your best dream of you.

It's a way to talk about soul.

We shy away from that word.

AI and rulers of every sort can't enumerate it.

But the soul is a simple, honest thing; it's your story of yourself.

Whatever your words are describing when you talk about you is what you are.

If for some reason you don't much like yourself (and you really should, you're a miracle) change how you talk about yourself.

Change your story to change your life.

Words are containers   
For shared dreams   
To share.

Crows this morning.   
Lots of Fall's fallen   
Leaves lots to pick up.

Take care, watch your language, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏆**trophy*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EY330GEw7W5Fu9Z-gN7G%5FrgB-rcnHowyaBRubypFqWfDxw?e=FaTlSS&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a crow perched on a fence covered with morning glory vines at dawn in Autumn in the style of a magical color pencil sketch animation with bright colors and stark shadows.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-16.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Each Other
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/each-other/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:41:52.000Z
*Wednesday, October 22, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Words and the sound of rain.

Glad you're here. O/

Got your paint brush, instrument, keyboard of choice, and the feeling of a dream that wants life.

That's how we create: Art, Music, Literature Alive!

What about the rain?

Rain is for lonely people and lovers to enjoy.

Tapping on rooftops and gutters is a call to grab a book, a dream, something you love and sit in peace, with peace, for awhile.

The Sun rises in rainstorms and easy blue skies.

Hope all's well with you Reader. 

On with our show...

...

We're at a tipping point, America.

No politics here, no worries.

But ethics abound on Wonder Fell; we're talking about dreams.

Common decency has gone deficient for too long. 'An agreed upon way to treat each other,' an updated definition of what a government is for.

Please take a moment. Recognize things don't get better unless we do. Ask yourself what better is. And talk about it.

Don't ask your radio, or television, or cellphone screen. Ask your life and your loved ones.

Then, talk about it.

When the powers elected to institute justice act unjust it is up to the people to stand together and do what is right.

*A Nation of Laws doesn't work with criminals at the wheel.*

Back to the sunrise.

Take care today, consider common decency and a world safe for children and dreams, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧵**thread*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUhzT0p8C3BAkxWyiDYkAGYBmj8vTtXGVoUrBLv9tW1p6g?e=yFN3Tx&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a playground at dawn with children jumping in puddles in the style of a magical watercolor wash using a red, white, and blue color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG1.TsC.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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### Some Quiet Moments
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/some-quiet-moments/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:55:07.000Z
*Tuesday, October 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Peace, a cloudy sunrise.

Grey sky giving over to blue and how are you? O/

Autumn paints the foliage frame horizon a rolling rustic rainbow show of color.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

There's dreams, there's Life Alive, there's a single blue jay cawing at the dawn, there's an Internet notification on your phone.

Leave it alone and watch the sunrise.

It's a miracle everyday. 

Even atheists say they don't know why.

But the Sun knows why it shines.

To give your dreams a place to live.

Color and temperature and mass and touch.

Intention, attention, and some sunshine makes every dream come true.

...

I wonder how Wonder Fell looks years from now.

When this Ghos+ convention is through, what becomes the nature of each post?

There are stories on the way starting this Halloween.

There's also more interaction with the audience. Hello again, btw. O/

Going on 600 posts now. In our world of quick fix conversations, two and a half minute pop song therapies, this site is a deep breath serenade to the sunrise for the sake of dreamers.

Everything is so AI quick these days. I want us to remember what we are: Dreamers with a chance to make those dreams real.

We can build the most impressive house in the world, using all the latest technology, but if there is no one to share it with, no one to sit quiet moments with, what was the point?

So I share these entries everyday.

I hope they provide you some quiet moments of inspiration and reflection.

Take care, dream on purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎁**gift*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYBzbi6XeiRNvgIe82a0dUYBxX16Dvh62qTnYpGI%5FOOD-A?e=WRDUdC&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a nerdy dragon wearing a bowtie painting the sunrise on an Autumn day in the style of a magical impressionist anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-17.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Not a Party
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/not-a-party/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T19:54:04.000Z
*Monday, October 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Always the same dream: To share written words with the world.

Here we are. Sharing.

Thanks for reading.

Autumn's slow sunrise, about an hour till dawn.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Some good news. Some positive thoughts. Some wonder to start your day.

We'll leave spectacle for other screens.

Wonder Fell is for reflection and wonder, a safe place for dreamers.

What a world that would be... a safe place for every dream.

A little kindness, some courtesy mixed with compassion is all it takes.

Sensationalism has its place, but life is not a party. It's a chance to build something beautiful.

It comes down to our relationships. The quality of our relationships to all things determines our success.

This includes your dreams.

A person with a lot of money has a good relationship with money. If that person's relations with people aren't positive that person is miserable.

Consider what's important to you. Build a strong, positive relationship with it, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👋**wave O/*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EdqK3GS3m5RLlRekIJboRoQBdoMLJntt-tAg2WQYBHuyXQ?e=kTM4uU&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a dog wearing a bowtie while watching the sunrise in the style of a magical Harlem Renaissance Painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG4-3.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Why Call It Orange?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/why-call-it-orange/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T17:01:49.000Z
*Sunday, October 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Dawn starts, a light grey going blue.

And here's pink, lavender, and a touch of tangerine.

Why call it orange? 

Tangerine is much more fun to say.

On with our show...

...

How's your language?

Bright and optimistic as the sunrise? 

Gloomy and glum as the darkest cloud?

Both are necessary to make anything grow.

A balance is key.

Dark clouds all the time make a swampy son-of-a-swamp personality.

Don't be a swampy-son-of-a-swamp.

Let some sunshine in. Stretch out. Enjoy a view or two.

...

Cerulean meets some white-gold cirrus in a casual way to frame the top of the evergreen horizon.

Never be loquacious when wordy will do.

Never use a big word when a small one works just fine.

Size in word choice is a matter of specifics.

"Brevity is the soul of wit," and that's saying a lot.

Shorter entry today. Onto prose. Perhaps I'll post another poem later.

Hope all's well with you today.

Hope your day meets your expectations.

Hope you expect miracles.

Take care, dream in color, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏞️**national\_park*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESHPDKkCWHNGpFBEUvKW7joBCN6pVbLs2P3SOjkeP2r%5F%5Fw?e=MGxaHO&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of an orange wearing a bowtie sunbathing in a swamp in the style of a Magical Surrealist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-12.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### The Poet's Cup of Tea
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-poets-cup-of-tea/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:39:25.000Z
*Saturday, October 18, 2025*

Good Morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Love: The Poet's Cup of Tea.

Add a couple spoonfuls of Beauty and stir.

A sonnet for a sunrise sounds superb.

Sometimes. 

Right now, it's time for a welcome back circle-slash hello. O/

And on with our show...

...

Sun's up. Dog on the loveseat.

What's new?

Slow words with the sunrise.

I do hope you're well.

A beautiful golden Autumn day on the way.

Hundreds of posts now, how to say something new?

It's in the sunrise, Sunshine.

The Sun's fire is always new, so... so are you.

Halloween approaches. 

Tricks and treats and an [Epic](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) from your friendliest Ghos+.

New language to talk about old ways to bring new ways to discuss and experience our days.

Wonder Fell does that, so does the Epic.

Of course it's what's on my mind. There's so much to share.

...

Back to wonder...

What's up with that dream of yours?

Yeah, that one.

If you had to do one thing today to see it come true what would it be?

Do it. Start it.

It's your dream for a reason.

You got it, so you got this.

As long as your dream builds something helpful and honest, Life helps you out.

Stay true and what you need to see your dream made real will be brought to you.

Start your dream and keep it going.

Practical things in mind today, best suited for lists.

Take care, take a step towards your favorite dream, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪄**magic\_wand*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/96b66af8564d937b/EXbp6U3RI5lEi7WssFyTxt0BAgi0kf4vSLo64rtRfrMEIA?ref=wonderfell.org)
### Wonder is Here⬇️
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/wonder-is-here/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T19:57:13.000Z
*Friday, October 17, 2025*

Good Morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/ 

Welcome or Welcome Back.

Hope all's well with you.

There's no shouting here, no pouting either.

Save drama for your mama and other screens.

Peace, introspection, and Wonder is here.

Talk of dreams and doing dreams, and the power of words, and artistic expression while the sun rises.

Everyday.

Because we could all use some reminding.

Beauty, Truth, Friendship, Love, Nature, and how we treat each other. 

Topics we think and feel about all the time, but so rarely share.

Every morning there's a daily dose of what's best about us on Wonder Fell.

Glad you're here.

On with our show...

...

There's more.

Poems and a surprise this Halloween... A New Beginning.

Time to start posting the Epic I've been working on.

Halloween is a good day for a Ghos+ to release.

Speaking of Wonder... I've wondered how best to share it.

Right now, I believe weekly posts serve the story best.

I'll tell you more about it as the release day nears.

Safe to say if you read Wonder Fell and enjoy it, you'll love the stories.

There's magic.

There's the power of dreams.

And Dragons.

One can hardly call an Epic *American*, without a few dragons involved.

So, in a couple of weeks a new link will appear on Wonder Fell.

Sun's up now. Another Golden Autumn Day.

Thanks again for reading.

Take care, enjoy the day, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧯**fire\_extinguisher*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ERtAerfW46NKi0BbGV5Nj0MBSBxYl%5FghP70CYtpGEli8ew?e=W9d0mP&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an inspiring image of a gnome, a faerie and a dragon all wearing bowties, looking at their cellphones while sitting in an enchanted forest in the style of a chibi anime impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-11.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Like a Filter
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/like-a-filter/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:54:35.000Z
*Thursday, October 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Cup of tea and let it be.

Cup of coffee works, too.

It's up to you.

Here we are back for more sunshine.

Hope you're feeling fine.

Maybe somewhat divine.

If mundane is in your air keep sipping your brew and do your best you.

The light will show soon enough.

Rhymes and lyrics, lyrics, and rhyme.

Sometimes just the sounds and rhythms the mind can make while it reads are reason enough to make a sentence.

Thank you once again for sharing another sunrise with Abe and I.

Thanks for accepting his dog snores from the loveseat as background music.

On with our show...

...

Dawn, the bringer of the blue upside down bowl to pour colors into all things.

Perhaps the way we see the world is like a filter on your camera app.

There's your friend's filter and your filter for the same picture, the same moment.

The same scene can look quite different depending who's viewing it.

Try the Wynn Filter. 

There's Wonder in that one. 

Sure to cause a comforting daydream or two... thousand.

It's your world view of course, fed to you when young.

As you aged you adjusted it to best suit your understanding.

It's in what you choose to look at, and the words, and the rhythm of the words, you choose to define it.

...

A golden morning glow holds the horizon this morning. Some chimneys puff smoke. A steady wind whisks leaves off branches. They float to fall. A blue jay chirps. A squirrel gathers acorns. A dog on a loveseat snores. You read.

Hope your day is a good one.

Take care, consider your filter, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📜**scroll*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZA32U67WmNGqPo6CuLvfYoBxMC02lHYbVAW4bVcS9BJ8w?e=dcsDhl&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of an angel holding a camera taking a picture of the foliage in Autumn in New England at Dawn in the style of a magical realism oil painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG2-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-10.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Undead and Formerly Tortured
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/undead-and-formerly-tortured/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:52:07.000Z
*Wednesday, October 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dawn fades off the Night, brings on the Sun and another installment of your favorite Ghos+ Poet's Journal. O/

There's talk of Dead Poets and Tortured Poets... here's talk from an Undead and Formerly Tortured Poet to start your sunrise with some sunshine.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Depending on how much Wonder Fell you've read, you may not know that I am actually undead.

Scientifically so.

In February of 2022 an SUV crossed a double yellow at over 50 miles an hour and drove right into my driver's seat and into my lap.

I flatlined for a short time and shot back to life, barely conscious. I came to 3 days later in an ICU with my left leg split in two, a host of internal injuries, and a team of doctors and nurses waiting for me to remain steady enough so they could operate and put my leg back together.

They did. I walk again. Thank you all.

So, I've come back from the dead to share words with you.

A literal, literary ghost making Literature.

[For you.](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/) O/

Then there's over a decade fighting a chronic auto-immune disease into remission to take care of the Tortured Poet part.

Scientifically so.

Metaphorical torment is a waste of a poet's time. There's Wonder in the World. 

Life can be good, so it should be.

We ought to demand it is more.

We all know when every hero wins.

We all know what's right.

So what's up with the News?

Consider Wonder Fell a place to take a breath, relax, and remember your dreams of a good life. They're yours for a reason. 

They're your hope for The World, Hero.

I wish you well making them real.

Take care today, do your best to be your best and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost* (ofc)

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EadncGCyZPJBhKL5nIQ-W9kBEkAIYVypezLGkii0I0-zkQ?e=z6fijj&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a joyful ghost writing in a journal outside at dawn in New England in the style of a magical Studio Ghibli Impressionist Anime Painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-13.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

If you're interested, more posts about the author O/ are found here:

[Personal - Wonder Fell.O/![](https://static.ghost.org/v5.0.0/images/link-icon.svg)Wonder Fell.![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2026/04/Green.png)](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/personal/)
### Facing the Right Direction
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/facing-the-right-direction/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T16:56:20.000Z
*Tuesday, October 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Not to go all guru on you, but here's a Buddhist Proverb I remembered this morning:

> "When you're facing the right direction all you have to do is walk forward."

That's Wonder Fell for me, facing the right direction, sharing what I love to do and create with the world everyday.

I hope you have something similar in your life.

If it's not practical to do what you love right now, then do what you're doing with love.

Now Wynn's sounding like a guru talking in the third person about Love.

He does that sometimes. O/

On with our show...

...

To just sit in peace.

Sometimes... writers and artists don't talk about this enough, sometimes the feeling and state of being required to create art is enough.

To be still in daydreams of creation is to be pure potential. Life wants to create. So Life loves a dreamer in a state ready to create.

We work so hard to get to a place to bring fresh dreams to life; the world can be so loud, so often.

Commitment helps; it's an adjustment.

Like showing up for the sunrise everyday...

It's a pact between myself and Life. 

> "This is when writing happens."   
> \-Wynn Tells Life Everyday

What was difficult, getting to a place of peace to create, Life recognizes is now just the 'right thing.' It's what happens when I wake.

Artists of every kind, it's important to develop a consistent practice. It puts Life in your corner. It makes a friend of Time.

Start a practice Artists. Make a date with yourself and keep it. Write or draw anything at all. Make sure you do. Even a single sentence or single brushstroke is fine at first.

The point is to create.

It gets consistently comfortable, but only by showing up and working.

There is magic in all artistic endeavors. But it won't be made manifest by cowards. You have to show up. The magic of creation has to have a host it trusts to be made real.

So get reliable in your practice. Be worth what you want to create. Be consistent and you will be consistently inspired.

Take care, show up for your dreams, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🖖**spock\_hand*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUMWjOK%5Fb3dOlADjaU2zQc0BvhsS-QdduiDC6NXs1FH6Fg?e=kuymK1&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a focused faerie dressed as a casual nerd wearing a bowtie painting a mural on a clocktower in the style of a magical impressionist anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG3.c4faFjM6p8Y77.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-11.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### We're Better Than...
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/were-better-than/
Last updated: 2026-05-29T16:47:39.000Z
*Monday, October 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sun's up, you're reading Wonder Fell, all's right, it's all right in your world.

Glad to be read by you again. O/

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Misty, windy, sunrise; every color leaves zoom down.

Monday morning traffic, windshield wipers whip-whap, snap-zoom down the highway on cars heading to work even though it's a holiday.

What to write today to raise your spirit?

What to say?

'Good Morning,' and take it from there.

You know Life is actually pretty good when you stop and consider it.

Consider it.

Sure we've got an Internet full of bad news, cancel culture up our every wazoo, but there's family, there's friends, there's the laughter of children, and there's falling in love and the opportunity to stay there.

> "How do we view the News in America positively right now?"   
> \-Concerned Reader

We've been ill for sometime in America. We've all felt something was slightly off. We couldn't place it.

Now, with every news story, what's wrong is in our face everyday.

It's like showing up to the Doctor with all your symptoms showing; they know how to heal you.

When good people view our current news cycle as a call to action, our Country will finally start to heal.

We're better than what we're showing ourselves.

It's what Wonder Fell is all about.

Bringing your best dreams of life to Life.

We require a safe place, an encouraging place, to do that. We can have one when we all work together.

Our stories of each day need to start being about coming together to build and not divide.

The United States right now is quite divided and that cannot last.

Talk with each other, decide how we want to be treated, and then make plans to institute them and get to work.

Take care today, talk to someone about what you can do to help heal our News, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐣**hatching\_chick*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ef12yUyJOKdLurGAzRGl7LgBPLHq2BrEhJ2dGwH-NY8IlA?e=MANsXq&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create a joyful image of people holding newspapers in a park at dawn in the style of a magical Art Deco Realist painting using a red white and blue color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG2-2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG2.YGW9MgI64Q.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### When You're Willing to Remember
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/when-youre-willing-to-remember/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:28:39.000Z
*Sunday, October 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

There's something to be said for consistency.

Ask the sunrise.

How's the day? O/

Whatever your weather, thanks for reading.

On with our show...

...

Mornings... when you start a rhythm to rise with the Sun, you look forward to it.

> "I'll never be a morning person, Ghos+."   
> \-Exhausted Reader

Your schedule says that, not you. 

Chances are with that attitude you're completing a schedule and not living Life.

There's more to being alive than checking tasks off of lists.

There's laughter, there's friendship, there's Love, there's seeing a dream come true, there's a giant ball of fire that lights up the dome above we call the sky.

The stars. The seasons. The ocean. The smell just after it rains. The obligatory soft silence of every snowstorm. The wonder in every child's eye. The wag of a dog. The purr of a cat. A laugh. A sigh. What happens when you read.

When you're willing to remember, the world is full of magic.

...

Overcast, clouds open a window to showcase blue, roll clouds to recover blue to grey, the sky's pattern today.

Little to no rain, not counting the consistent wind's shakedown of multicolored leaves.

Leaves is a fun pun. It's what they do. Leave.

Go fly away, float away to join the world.

Take care today, remember some magic, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

![Create an image of a dog and a cat wearing bowties sat on a porch watching the sunrise in a starry sky in the style of a magical glow in the dark impressionist painting.](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-10.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![Create an image of a dog and a cat wearing bowties sat on a porch watching the sunrise in a starry sky in the style of a magical glow in the dark impressionist painting.](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG3.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☘️**shamrock*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EVUZDsNvOe1EtQYrWifLbosBLxI17e0L6n1pfwH7UIXGAA?e=hfhwqg&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a dog and a cat wearing bowties sat on a porch watching the sunrise in a starry sky in the style of a magical glow in the dark impressionist painting.*
### The Possibility of Music
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-possibility-of-music/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T16:50:29.000Z
*Saturday, October 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day. O/

> "Back at it again, Wynn?"   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

Somebody's gotta keep the lights on.

Joy, Beauty, Love, Honesty; Life's not worth the effort without these and they're all the realm, task, and duty of The Poet and The Artist.

Why bother getting out of bed without the possibility of music?

Even birds know the necessity of song and start singing with and for each sunrise.

I thought I'd join in. O/

Thanks for listening.

On with our show...

...

What's next?

Here's the first rays of dawn... so what's next?

Maybe you keep a schedule? 

Maybe you mostly wing it?

Some of both is best.

Topic to pick for today... how about magic?

Anything Science can't explain.

There's Love. There's Happiness. There's Peace. There's Heaven Above.

There's the Realm of the Poet.

There's redundancy.

Poetry gotta bad rep this past century or so. We went scientific with it. Poets, so many, go to Universities to play puzzle games.

Poetry is music for your mind in your mind as you read it.

Poetry, even sad lines, are a joy to read done poetically.

There's no volume but the cadence of your inner voice as you read.

We express Life through Language. We interpret our experience, match it to our dreams, and share it with ourselves and others with words and actions based on our understanding of words.

Poetry is a direct recognition of, and communication with, that part of you that makes dreams into realities through language.

Our popular music, Rock, Rap, Hip-Hop, and Country, use sound to help shape the scene for the poem shared.

*Modern Lyrical Music is Stage Design for Poetry.*

The song happens in the self as you read.

O/

Hear me wave?

Poetry!

How we talk to ourselves about Life and what living means is the realm of Poetry.

We don't do it enough. And, if we do, we don't share it enough.

Our News wouldn't look the way it does now if we did.

We all value Life. Poetry reminds us we're not alone valuing it.

Sad song, glad song, whose got the jam? 

Every Pop Song reminds you you're not alone.

Take care, read a poem; Dr. Seuss, Keats, Angelou, or [Wynn](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/), and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚴**bicyclist*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ERxr0Pq34-lAqq3hrUcif1QBJWNc-dzfkye839Sy2aAq9A?e=ZLY2fx&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a Rock and Roll band of Faeries playing in a garage with the door open at dawn in the style of a magical pop art vintage anime painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### A Very Good Question
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-very-good-question/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:26:36.000Z
*Friday, October 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The first frost of the season, Winter waves hello. O/

Sweater weather on the way.

How's your day?

Lovin' Life lovin' you or Boo-hoo-hoo... it's up to you to choose how to be you.

Do the best you can with what you have to work with while you upgrade what you have to work with.

Dawn, Abe decided to stay in bed (loveseat), a few dog dreams to finish.

On with our show...

...

Chances are every morning you wake up, go about your day while music plays all around you. 

Chances are you don't know the singer, or band name, even though you've heard it most days of your life.

What bird sings that song?

A good question.

Seeing as Life thinks you ought to hear it everyday... it's actually a very good question.

Good news. Chances are you have a cellphone. 

Good news. There's an app for that. 

Many now.

Record the bird song. 

Get the band name.

Send the Blue Jay, Robin, Grackle, or Carolina Wren some fan mail Thank Yous for their songs.

A little exercise in Wonder for you.

Kids, even teens, will find it interesting to find out which ringtone Mother Nature chose for their alarm clock.

Hope your day is a good one.

There's a lot to say this morning, a lot that's new.

Feelings, sentiments, new understandings best placed in prose places, storied sentiments for stories.

A red winged black bird for an alarm clock ringtone for me today. A pun sure to make sense to every reader of this post at a later date.

Some prose to post first. Some storied dreams placed in stories to share. 

All in good time.

Take care, find out the name of the bands playing in the sky in your neighborhood, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎗️**reminder\_ribbon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EW4Xku8ZMuNMkcE-2b9jIToBRQByPu2nuawNZ4SMrOQdow?e=asclUc&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of songbirds in Autumn wearing sweaters and bowties singing at dawn in the style of a magical Art Nouveau tapestry painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Your Sunshine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-sunshine/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T17:35:55.000Z
*Thursday, October 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello heroes and the reluctant. O/

Sun's up.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

You're a Hero. Did you know?

You're cast at birth for the role.

You're presented with hopes, ambitions, and dreams.

They're called quests.

How are you doing with your quests?

Are you a reluctant one refusing to pick up your hope and see it made real?

Don't you think you have your most persistent dreams of a good life for a reason?

Where'd they come from?

Life wants you to succeed at your dreams the way Life wants a tree to reach for the Sun.

Your dreams are your sunshine for a healthy life.

Follow them.

A dream helps, a lust hoards. That's how to know the difference.

Everything of value to you in your life is positively changed by you making your dream real.

What's bringing you down falls off when you bring your dream to life.

There's a way to go about it.

If you have a hopeful dream you made real you know this: The way to make a dream a reality is the way and reason why stories work.

So, if you think you're not a hero... well that's the start. It's called: The Refusal of The Call to Adventure.

Every story has it.

> "Me? A Hero? Seriously?"   
> \-Every Hero Ever

Those dreams of yours are your own private ringtone for adventure.

Answer the call.

The World could use your dream as a reality to help Life.

Life wants you to succeed.

It's why you got the call.

You're the right hero for your greatest dream.

Take care, accept your call, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎦**cinema*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EcQ4IDXlC0RBj7eKdgzjsnsB0BdElRrGwIFzqVVxpD%5FgQg?ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of trees on a hillside reaching for The Sun at dawn in New England in the Autumn in the style of a stained glass window painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/1000001283.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/1000001282.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### In Your Imagination
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-your-imagination/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T16:01:45.000Z
*Wednesday, October 08, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Shine on Harvest Moon. 

Still a few hours till dawn. 

Good to be read by you again.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

> "It's just some dude's journal with AI pics."   
> \-New to Wonder Fell Reader

> "There's Hope in here."   
> \-Longtime Wonder Fell Fan

First read or hundredth, glad you're here.

I write the sunrise everyday with the sunrise.

> "Why persist at it, Wynn? It's a lot of work."   
> \-Concerned Reader

It comes down to language, someone's got to stand up for words.

We've grown accustomed to the Internet.

We dismiss each others words to readily.

They're not just blips and blinks of binary light on swipeable screens. 

Every word is a representative of a shared experience. 

Every word has its meaning, has a spirit in which it was made.

It's a Ghos+ Point.

What happens as you read in your mind and body is what separates you from an AI machine.

As our technology grows we're going to question more and more what it means to be human.

The answer is right here. O/

You are whatever makes sense of these words and symbols.

A puppy chasing a tennis ball under a full moon.

Did you picture it?

How'd you do that?

Where did you see it?

In your Imagination?

Where and what exactly is that?

A computer doesn't know, but it is where the first computer came from: The Dream of a Computer.

They're not deep thoughts; they're mandatory.

Your Imagination is what makes you, You.

What passes for intelligence these days is really just a measure of how well we remember.

So much of what we memorized future generations won't need to. It's what AI is for.

How well you create a prompt for an AI machine will be the new measure of worldly success soon enough.

So, my fellow Artists and Writers, the world is soon ours. 

A place where the ability to utilize Imagination determines success... is where humanity is headed.

It's about time.

How well we dream, communicate those dreams, and care for each other are soon to be the measures of our success.

Classrooms will focus more on Proper Prompt Formations than History Books.

...

Just some morning thoughts on our future while the sunrises.

Hope your day goes well.

Feed your moments your best dreams of that moment and watch your life change for the better.

Watch your language, use your words to serve your dreams, that's what they're there for, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-7.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG1-2.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☂️**umbrella*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZR-bacSm%5F5LszXwElDhFbUBcMihb9wJxAqVwPYYVNR9bQ?e=pehf5s&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of a person sat under a full moon in Autumn daydreaming about a computer in the style of a magical charcoal illustration.*
### An Epic Letter Poem, For You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-epic-letter-poem-for-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T16:44:54.000Z
*Tuesday, October 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sunrise. 

The mist makes a smoky horizon line from the tops of evergreens.

Hope you're well. O/

On with our show...

...

This journal has become a letter poem of sorts, an epic one at that.

A letter, as in the kind you address to someone.

Wonder Fell is an epic letter poem for the sunrise and for you.

An artist needs an audience or their Art is just talking to themselves.

Who are you singing to, drawing for?

Who is meant to hear and see your breath and lines?

Any decent self-respecting person with at least a hint of introspection and the capacity to imagine the reality of magic, be it in a book, on a screen, or in everyday life.

That's you enjoying the sunrise with me.

Creative Spirits we're sometimes called, as if spirits could do anything but create.

We just actively take the reigns of our spirits and steer our creations the best we can.

Artists of all creative pursuits, thank you for reading. 

You're our future.

Your vision makes the world worthwhile for living.

Keep it going.

So an epic letter poem to my [Flashy Inside People](https://www.wonderfell.org/flashy-inside-people/), that's Wonder Fell.

Halloween soon, birthday time for this Ghos+.

Preparations are underway.

Hope your day is a good one.

Take care, dream something new, make it live at least a little, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎪**circus\_tent*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EWlZp5PCxhVKlWaua6T1stUBta1DkVmtsUTX4VBIXbJDFA?e=IfpzJX&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a faerie wearing a bowtie dressed as a mail carrier delivering a letter to a gnome in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical impressionist Dungeons and Dragons painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG1..M7rQZHa39ia.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-6.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### To Turn on the Light
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/to-turn-on-the-light/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:56:34.000Z
*Monday, October 06, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Another sunrise, a new day.

What to say?

Wonder Fell, a daily epic letter poem [for you](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

Complete with AI images for embellishments and to check the translation abilities of the different programs. (The 'Same Prompt' is located in the toggle at the end of each post.)

On with our show...

...

Somedays you look forward to it: The Sunrise.

Daylight Saving Time makes sense... sitting in the dark when only a month or so ago The Sun would be up.

If you don't wake before sunrise, Daylight Saving Time is one extra or less hour of sleep once a year.

When you are an early riser the difference is considerable.

There's something about each sunrise, something true, a promise kept.

The cars on the freeway know. Early morning commuters, a month from now at this time, are driving in dawn.

What does the sunrise want to say to you that the hundreds of others posted here did not?

A reiteration of the power of dreams?

A commentary on the negative nature of what's called News these days?

What AI means for our future?

The power of words? The power of words?

The power of words.

...

I do consider the reception.

Nearing 600 posts now on Wonder Fell. Some of those with a strong point or two regarding our American Culture.

I don't share for the spectacle of it or financial gain.

Social media and so much media leave us groping for morality in a Babylonian Dark.

Someone needed to remind us the power of words, someone needed to speak up, someone needed to turn on the light.

I flip the switch on every morning with each sunrise.

Words are a gift, our greatest I believe.

To be able to take a dream and translate it into a shareable thing... wow.

Each and every word you utter, type, and thumb slap matters... defines you, lifts humanity up or clouds progress.

It's almost as if we're ashamed to admit Life can be good.

Shame on us.

Friends, a successful day of work, and Love Songs, remember and remind us how good Life is. 

Not can be...Is.

This morning I'm standing up for the power of words. I'm letting you know if you're unhappy with the quality of your life it's because you're neglecting the power of your own language.

Take responsibility for the words you choose and watch your life change in an instant.

So I'm standing up for Good People, we've been silenced too long.

How we treat each other matters. The words we choose and use matter.

So much.

Start with yourself. How do you talk about yourself when you dream of yourself?

If it's not positively you best get editing.

You're a miracle; you're alive.

Know it.

It's about relationships. How you relate to everything in your day makes the quality of your day.

Redefine your relationships and you change your whole life.

Match the story of yourself to the things in your life in a way that best expresses your best dream of life.

Thank you again for reading, take care, watch your language, change your world, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📻**radio*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUUwEl7hzTVLhKYi3GCbP6oB%5F4qOL5JzW4HtsXSyWP95Gg?e=g8SUtb&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a city street at dawn with buildings made of books and cellphones in the style of a magical abstract surrealist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/OIG2-1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Taking Time to Daydream
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/talking-time-to-daydream/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T16:40:57.000Z
*Sunday, October 5, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello, again. O/

How's the day?

Found Wonder Fell again so something is going right for you.

Still an hour or so till sunrise here.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Some mornings it's a little tough to get started, maybe some coffee, maybe some tea.

That's okay.

Spent sometime in daydreams outside while Abe patrolled the yard to sniff out what the local wildlife was up to while we slept.

Sun's up now.

There's a certain strength with it, in it.

We know plants feed on photosynthesis.

I know the whole world feeds on sunshine.

Science will catch-up to the fact we all are nourished by the Sun.

I do hope your day is a good one.

There's a certain amount of sitting, of walking in daydreams, required to be an Artist, to have any creative idea at all.

If you want to create anything new you first have to spend sometime in daydreams. It's where Artists and Poets and Musicians get our anti-social reps from: The necessity of our work.

Don't ever apologize for taking time to daydream. It's the first step to building anything at all.

Take care today, dream on purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎨**art*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EasBHWEPD0pEl5chO2%5F-lbUBYH7Rs9kXSdBANbigHGOFRg?e=5LhH6X&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: *Create an image of peaceful pensive bear wearing a bowtie walking alone during dawn in Autumn in New England in the style of a magical pop art fantasy vintage cartoon illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-4.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### One True Honest Sentence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/one-true-honest-sentence/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T16:38:41.000Z
*Saturday, October 04, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Glad you're here.

Peace like a mountain, strong lasting, in the air, in thoughts this morning.

What else?

There's you. 

Do you keep a journal yet?

It helps.

It helps every aspect in your life.

Even if it's only a few sentences a day... start one.

Tell it everything.

Even that.

Especially that.

The 'that' you don't speak a lot about.

Grand dreams, felt petty desires, observations... whatever comes to mind.

Reread it weeks, months, years later; you'll be glad you wrote it. 

There's wisdom in the exercise of reading past journal entries.

You learn a lot about yourself. You see your progression of growth.

Commit to a sentence a day, same time and place if you can. Consistency helps your dreams feel safe.

At least one true honest sentence a day.

At first tell yourself no one's going to read it. It's just to get dreams and thoughts into a tangible space.

When you keep at it for sometime you find how interesting, how unique, you are.

So long as you're honest and don't hold back what the day wants to say.

Each day says something new; there's diversity in every sunrise.

We never walk through the same river or fire twice.

The Sun sings originality.

Write your dreams, your hopes, your aspirations.

It makes them realities.

Even if it's just pixel light or ink, writing down your dreams gives them shape and mass.

A warm October day today, Summer like temperatures with an Autumn view, a trip to an Art Gallery in August, a fashion show in late June, today's weather forecast.

Take care, write down a dream or two, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☄️**comet*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EXvoW7qyK2pNpyslw6FK-MIBJKAnZ%5Ft2El%5F4b9-Fb2FQFQ?e=uSnYdE&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a peaceful dragon writing in a journal by a window at dawn in New England during a sunrise in the style of a magical vintage Chibi Anime Illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-3-1.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Compassion Similar to Your Own
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/compassion-similar-to-your-own/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:49:36.000Z
*Friday, October 03, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome Back. O/

Wonder Fell, a place for peace. Dreams and hopes and wonder to grace your screen.

So much of their opposite seeks your attention.

National politics looks more like a high school cafeteria cliché of cliques and childish pranks than a governing body of any civilized Country these days.

American Politics has become a Theatre of the Absurd, and we're all Waiting for Godot to arrive and bring back a moral compass.

On with our show...

...

Poets throughout the ages left pages of powerful lines to help us better express what it means to be human.

At no point in history has it ever been so simple to share words as it is now.

Our technology presents an opportunity for an intimacy in letters never before possible.

One thing every poet whose words have stood the test of time has in common is the commonality of being misunderstood in their day to day lives.

To put so much passion and depth into words and still live such a quiet life creates a puzzle for any modern psychoanalyst.

A poet's, like most artist's, true love is of dreams and what power resides in them.

Not practicality, what comes before being practical.

The dream always precedes the act.

The process of creating a prompt for AI is how we live our lives.

Dream a thought, make it a coherent language, share the thought with the hardware called your human machine.

What is that place where dreams dwell?

That unlived consciousness where poets spend their days in a daze?

It's what separates us from machines.

It's where the focus of humanity is headed post The Era of AI.

It's a better world led by compassionate creatives.

The recognition that the dream in your heart for a better life, for joyful purposeful living, is what makes you human is what's lacking in so many online conversations.

Compassion is understanding everyone has a dream in their heart similar to your own.

Once we accept this truth our responsibility becomes building a safe place to make those dreams real.

We're getting there.

AI and the rise of AI machines will remove so much of the grunt work we used to believe life was about.

...

Dawn showed.

The highway zips alive.

Some poet thoughts for you. 

Hope they bring some wonder, some comfort, some joy.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🏷️**label*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EX%5Ff91E1B-FEjCyQhfi97RwB6HQYbZAVmAfyR3CcFXfXMw?ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an inspiring image of a badger in a bowtie daydreaming watching a sunrise in Autumn in New England in the style of a magical cross-hatching vintage anime illustration using a hushed color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/1000001273.jpg)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/1000001274.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### Keep Going
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/keep-going/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:45:40.000Z
*Thursday, October 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

We keep going to keep it going.

Hello, again. O/

Why persist? 

We should do what we love.

On with our show...

...

Still a couple hours before dawn.

The dark mornings of late Summer and early Autumn stay in bed and wait for the clocks to fall back.

How's your day?

Do you read Wonder Fell at night?

Irony is a welcomed friend here.

And so are you.

...

Time to move on with our dream.

What's today's hope?

Better days for you and your loved ones?

That's the best hope.

How do we go about that?

We change the News or we change the channel.

There is so much good happening in the world.

We ought to focus on it. What we feed grows.

Not optimism... survival.

The China Rose on the table beside me grew great growth overnight.

Decided to show to the grow show called Life.

What happened? There was no change in its routine of care.

Some flowers and dreams take more time to show their success. *Keep going...* that's the lesson of this China Rose. No act of care is ever in vain.

There are rules and ways to living a good life. They exist in the examples of how Nature keeps going and how stories work.

With a safe place to take in the light for food, some water, and a caring environment, every plant and person lives well.

...

The past few mornings something new is in the air.

Coy dreams looking for shape.

I'm patient with them.

New stories and poems are always hesitant at first. If they were easy to put into words they'd be there already.

There's much writing I don't publish.

Yet.

Like this China Rose, it's all in the timing.

There's a lot I have to say on some difficult cultural habits and concepts we have.

New language to help heal ancient ills.

I believe it's important to know something about the author, that the spirit of the person placing the letters matters at least as much as the image of the letters.

If you read Wonder Fell you have an idea of the kind of person I am.

At this point: A Well-Defined Ghost.

Call it irony; call it a win; call it a pun.

Thanks for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎈**balloon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYO5G9A2FiBFt-MRlUYBJq4BiuPJicaYtJa9RwE7YMWeBQ?e=3xXD6p&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a surprised faerie wearing a bowtie and pajamas looking at a rose in bloom in a flowerpot in the style of magical Pixar animation.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed-2.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download-2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### The Products of Beauty
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-products-of-beauty/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:43:33.000Z
*Wednesday, October 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Time to loop some lines.

It's a warm-up btw, a stretch. The first sentence after I write the date.

Years ago, decades really, whenever I'd get that 'stuck what do I write next' feeling, I'd just write: "Just write 'Good Morning, it's always a wonderful way to start.'"

Then the writing was in motion, and we know objects and artists tend to stay in motion unless interrupted, so just keep going.

It's also why I set up shop first thing in the morning: Less chance for interruptions.

Of course each sunrise is beautiful, but there's also practical reasons for getting up so early to start working.

Though, Beauty has its own practicality, its own sense.

As I'm a poet, and Beauty is one of my duties to discuss and define, let's send the daydreams in that direction.

On with our show...

...

It's potential.

The seed that reaches its fullest potential grows the most beautiful flower. We get a swell of pride to witness something living its best life.

We confuse Cosmetics with Beauty, try to make them synonymous, but they're not.

The acts of the application of 'Beauty Products' requires a careful consideration to detail, requires a dedication to how your projected expression is received.

How well you project your dream of yourself to the world determines how Beautiful you are.

One of my co-workers said, "Truth is Beauty..." and he was right. Beauty is a show of sincerity.

Some spend hours preparing themselves to go out: Make-up! Fashion! Tweeze!

It's the act of caring how others perceive you that shines the most.

Fashion and Cosmetics are not vain institutions; they're a public service.

Seriously.

It comes down to self-expression.

*We dress our moments when we dress ourselves.*

Choice. The seed that chooses best what to do with the sunlight makes the most beautiful flower.

Same with you.

For all aspects of your life.

Those who best express the dream of themselves to the world appear Beautiful.

A person with a simple dream of life dressed in a clean T-shirt and jeans makes a Beautiful sight.

Fashion is not about sex appeal, unless that's the intent of the wearer of the fashion.

A Make-up Artist is an Artist, every face a canvas.

...

Flannel season! Happy October.

Perhaps the patterns of flannel match the foliage of Autumn, perhaps it's the comfort the material brings, the warmth from the colors of Autumn.

A new rhythm in the sunrises of the past couple days. Change in the Season, change in the air.

As always, thanks for reading.

Take care, dress your dream simple or sensational, but always be clearly expressed, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥮**moon\_cake*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EX2Nm8Ha2vpMt3bghMmpldkBd69gaZjRnrPYrCalekRIrQ?e=f3pKAh&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of people in a park at sunrise in New England at Dawn in Autumn in the style of a magical fashion designer's notebook sketch.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/download.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/10/unnamed.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025
### A Unique Fire
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-unique-fire/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T14:23:12.000Z
*Tuesday, September 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

We go forward.

Sometimes the best way forward is to take a quick look back at the places you've been, the situations encountered, learn from the experience, find any wisdom to ease your travel, then take the next step.

The past only dooms us to repeat it if it's left unexamined.

Each day is new, each sunrise holds within it a unique fire specific to that day that makes that day.

How's today's fire lighting you?

Crispy? Warm?

Whatever your temperature, I hope you're well.

On with our show...

...

Sometimes the phone screen wants attention first thing. 

Today was that way.

The World, our day to day communities, are so much larger than they were decades ago. 

Cultures, because of the Internet, are doing their best to come together and show us what it means to be human.

We have everything in common and finally a means to speak directly with each other.

What's important to a mother in Hong Kong is what's important to a mother in Miami.

A mother is a mother the world over.

How cultures over the millennia have supported the roles we share can now be shared in examinable ways.

We learn from each other's histories; we evolve: One conversation at a time.

...

A mind full of practicalities this morning. 

Chores and tasks better left for lists want writing.

Thank you for reading. A definite [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/) air today.

Hope something wonderful (other than this journal of course) finds you today.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎡**ferris\_wheel*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ESNJfTnRkf5Djoq7iNDi51EBP9Vc15QYBkDVaciUZluwVg?e=K8iYLm&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a tranquil faerie wearing a sweater and a bowtie sitting in front of a fireplace by a window on a picturesque New England day in Autumn in the style of a magical impressionist oil painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-15.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG4-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### A Shower of Doves
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-shower-of-doves/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:30:02.000Z
*Monday, September 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Peace.

What a concept, what a proposition. 

A place called Peace where it's safe to build a dream.

When you're safe to dream, and where you're safe to build your dreams... then and there is a place called Peace.

Today's sunrise is a sky full of dreams of peace, a shower of doves.

On with our show... O/ 

...

Been thinking on Cancel Culture lately and what it says about this moment in history.

It's shame. It's disbelief. It's cowardice. 

All rolled up into one act of dismissal.

Cancel Culture is a room full of cowards in cubicles at their computers ashamed and unwilling to recognize what's good in the world.

An inhabitant of Cancel Culture is a Hero refusing to take the Call, to choose to live their story, to save their own private dream of the world.

Find the courage to live a good life or do the world a favor and Cancel your whining acts of cancelations.

Your cellphone rings. Caller ID shows the name: Hope. Do you know a Hope? Maybe it's the wrong number? Maybe it's a prank? Maybe, maybe, maybe...?

A Cancel Culture Coward silences the phone. "It's never anything good," they say, "why waste the time?"

Because Life is about having a hope (called a dream of something better) and following the steps to make it real.

It's why stories work; they're prescriptive.

It's what all this bad News is about. Phones are ringing all over the Country looking for heroes to answer each call and save the day.

What you Cancel cowards is Hope.

The belief Life can be better and so it should be is what's at risk with every act of your denial.

There's no shame in asserting Life's value. We emphasize what's good about us more. 

Because what we feed is what grows.

We use tragedy as an opportunity to heal and grow.

Not as something to deny and cancel.

The reason why bad news, acts of immorality, shock us to watch them is because we know we're better than what we witness.

Life can be a positive worthwhile experience and so it should be one.

Wonder Fell is a place for Hope, a place to remind you that you're more than flesh and blood, you're a living dream in a shared dream called Life.

We got so lost in our pride of solving puzzles that give us better options to the weather, so lost in the acts of Science we forgot why we started to 'Science' at all.

Wonder! Life alive! So we could better care for ourselves and others because Life is worth living... Love, Joy, and Friendship exist and we ought to keep ourselves safe and feeling our best as long as we can to enjoy them.

Beauty, Faith, Hope, Joy and Love... we're almost embarrassed to speak about them openly.

I'm speaking about them.

Everyday, every morning, a reminder that Life is worth your wonder and awe and gratitude.

Thank you for reading. If your spirit is raised even ever so slightly, if even only a bit of light finds you while reading me, I'll consider it a win.

(And a pun.)

Take care, cancel a coward, help heal a tragedy, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤸**person\_doing\_cartwheel*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZTyq7Ie2KtLna8M5G-2pOYBabHI1b%5FuAto2rRVNaIy1eA?e=gZ3EGA&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a dove flying out of a cellphone screen in the style of magical pop art painting using halftone texture and a soft rainbow color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG4-2.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-39.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### An Artist Economy
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-artist-economy/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T14:28:21.000Z
*Sunday, September 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

At it again. O/

Welcome back.

Just some thoughts on [dreams](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/) and spirit and purpose and [beauty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/beauty/).

Some comparative AI pics for embellishments. 

And to help the programs watch their language.

A couple weeks ago I began using a few different AI models to create the images. Always the same prompt, sometimes vastly different images.

It's a case of AI mirroring humanity. Every sentence I write is translated and understood in a new way based on the reader. 

On You.

Hello again, btw.

Visual Artists, Painters, Animators, you are more necessary than ever.

Please don't view AI image creation as a threat to your livelihood. It's just the opposite.

This goes for all Artists in every field. 

AI can't make an image like Picasso if Pablo didn't first.

AI can't write a symphony like Mozart if Amadeus didn't first.

AI can't write a poem like Wynn if I didn't write one [For You](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

At some point, (and it's a great Sci-Fi Thriller plot idea) AI is going to be starving for Artists, for new information, new dreams and ways.

We're a generation or two away from an Artist Economy.

Best get your kids into the Arts now for reasons of job security.

Now's the time to start bolstering Arts in our Country for the sake of our successful future, culturally and economic.

Computation and Memorization give way to Imagination in terms of practical Life Skill learning.

That's the coming shift in human evolution. Our schools require a reassessment.

How to formulate a better prompt for Claude or Grok, Ms. Copilot or Gemini is a better use of classroom time than memorizing when The Battle of Waterloo took place.

...

Looking ahead waiting for the sunrise...

Dawn. 

Spent sometime outside with Abe and a moth the size of a mouse near a light fixture on the house.

Moths like so many people always head for the brightest light, the biggest spectacle.

Like Cancel Culture comments, the porch light flashes on and moths and people flock to the sight.

Eventually the Sun also rises and the truth also shows.

There's veracity in sunshine, honesty in each ray.

Moths and misguided humanity, the light that feeds the foliage of every oak and evergreen feeds what's just and true.

Pixel light isn't enough to sustain life itself.

We all require sunshine.

All truths, eventually, come to light.

Look to the sky today, say a quiet thank you, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👔**necktie*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EW0LW9v6k5JHjO0T3zEsUP4BadJYl1C-VJK-s5O2Y1aptA?e=yf7tun&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a classroom of robots looking at a painting on a chalkboard in the style of a magical cubism painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-13.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-38.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### The Joy of Adding It Up
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-joy-of-adding-it-up/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:24:49.000Z
*Saturday, September 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day?

Welcome back. O/

There it is... Dawn. 

Lights on, game on.

...

Every morning's first light is miraculous in some way. Just because you're used to it doesn't mean it's mundane; it means you're jaded.

There is something new in every sunrise for everyone. When you're brave enough to believe in miracles again you'll notice it, too.

It's not optimism. 

It's: You're on a sphere spinning around a supernova in a giant vacuum we call Space.

Huh?

You are a miracle.

Deal with it.

Lots of talk of the miraculous the past few mornings.

Perhaps it's the change of seasons, the shorter hours of daylight.

Perhaps it's a lot of reasons... perhaps... perhaps.

What's important is the sense of Wonder, the remembrance of the gift that Life is.

We tend to lose sight of it. Our numbers cloud our vision of what's Beautiful.

There's more to life than adding it up.

There's the joy of adding it up.

Where's the joy come from?

I know.

The same place you do.

We got so caught up in our numbers. We neglected all that words can do, share and express the wonder of being alive. 

If Wonder Fell does one thing for you, I hope it reminds you of the miracle that is Life, that you are here to witness and share it.

You have hope, aspirations, dreams.

Here's some helpful News: So does everyone else.

What's that about?

It's not ambition.

There's a part of each of us that dreams. Great dreams! Love! Success! Peace! Love!

We should recognize it more and help each other build a safe place to grow and nourish our dreams.

Not idealism, it's what living right is all about.

Dreams and doing dreams.

Beautiful melancholy the past few sunrises, a longing for what's right.

Thank you for reading, for your consideration.

Remember each and everyone has dreams like the dreams you hold so dear.

Let's make a safe place for them all and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌤️**mostly\_sunny*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ed1w25WFBIxOlshGUtOz6JIBTOxPgPG%5FF6NWThSih7Exvw?e=q6eeN9&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of an angel sitting on top of the world typing on a calculator in the style of a magical gothic painting using stark shadows, strong contour lines and a soft neon color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-37.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-12.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### To Dream Again
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/to-dream-again/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T15:18:35.000Z
*Friday, September 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

What's News? What words to share?

Someone ought to wish you a good day everyday.

I hope you have a good day today.

...

Early Autumn, each sunrise takes its time. 

A little extra prep work gathering all the extra paint for the foliage.

Slow words and sunshine morning so far.

The Sun showed and so did you.

Thanks for reading. There are so many other possible screens to see. 

What would you like this one to say? What words help your day the most?

The sky turned pink while I asked.

Really World, what would make life worth waking up for everyday for you?

You can hardly have a good life if you don't know what one looks and feels like.

There are moments, memories you cherish, to make more of those, allow more of those into your day is your aim.

Not much in the mood for philosophy this morning. 

Wonder's always at work, though.

What does the blue jay think of the pink sky sunrise?

The songbirds are hushed. Quiet in the theatre to watch the show.

What would spectacle bring to these words for you?

How to get my Country to slow down and dream again?

There's more to life than speeding it up.

There's more to life than more.

There's this moment.

There's right now.

Even songbirds go quiet to witness a soft pink to orange how'd that turn to blue sunrise.

Perhaps it's this Ghos+ business weighing on me this morning. 

It sure is a lot of work to not talk with one's audience.

But it's a point to make.

Thanks for getting to know me in a way you forgot, or never knew you could.

Beauty, wonder, and awe, the power of dreams and words! 

Poet's work and the medicine my Country most needs.

More than a hobby... a Saving Grace.

Take care, notice something new about the sky, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💐**bouquet*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQr8XCbBV4RHlnd4Ynj2MLIBhXJzigQQHbLuRJSaA9L%5FUw?e=6CbdAT&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a blue jay on the branch of an oak tree covered with colorful Autumn foliage at dawn in New England with a pink, blue sky in the style of a magical abstract watercolor wash using geometric art themes.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-11.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-36.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### You're Incandescence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/youre-incandescence/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:53:56.000Z
*Thursday, September 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dreams and doing dreams.

How's your sunshine?

Rain here, waiting on the Sun to wave hello.

Memory dreams of old friends a very long time ago.

Good to see you all, hope you're well. O/

Read enough Wonder Fell you feel like you know me. That's the idea, that's the [*+he Ghos+*](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) Point.

Substance over image. The substance makes the image.

It's simple to put on stage make-up, or flex photoshop, and AI skills to change appearance.

Not much is learned about me from an avatar photo, any photo at all, other than I know how to frame a picture, stage a scene.

There's something more than metrics, a rhythm divine, a presence in our words that is uniquely the author's.

Our focus and insistence on Science as a solution for everything makes it hard to admit it's there. We're left in awe when we recognize its reality. We put awe away and picked up tape measures centuries ago.

Imagine looking through a great telescope, seeing life existing on other planets, think of the awe..

Of the picture show that just occurred in your mind as you imagined that scene.

What is that about?

What makes dreams possible?

"Electromagnetic pulses in your fleshy brain?"

Seriously?

Where's the electricity come from?

A Rather Big Bang? That's your premise?

Wow.

> "If we keep looking we'll find the answers."   
> \-Science

> "If you keep looking all you'll find is more looking."   
> \- Author Whose Dream You're Sharing with The Electricity In Your Mind

Huh?

Visualize throwing a ball high in the sky. A tennis ball. A softball. A basketball. At dawn. At noon. At twilight.

Look around, I'm there, too. O/

Welcome to The World of Dreams. The Real World that makes the World Real.

Wonder!

What is this place where you visit me everyday?

To be here, to have this imagination space at all, this World of Dreams, this very real place we all share...

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

We spend so much time and resources looking at the stars for answers, and building spaceships to The Moon! To Mars!

And yet, every single one of us has to sleep to dream and we dismiss the necessity of it as eight wasted hours in our daily planners.

Spirit! Life alive!

I'm talking about soul.

Not to be rude AI Chatbot Buddy, but you're going to have to sit this one out.

The Spirit of Life Alive, that's where you are, where you recognize me. O/

We used to talk about it all the time before we fixated ourselves on all the options to the weather Science brings.

I love Science. I'm thankful for it.

These words couldn't reach you like this without it.

But Science is part of a Greater Dream called Life. It's easiest to recognize when you read, or with your eyes closed, headphones on listening to your favorite song.

If there's a point and purpose to Wonder Fell it's this: To remind you that you're more than you can measure, more than something that makes you.... You're something that makes you possible.

You're not a mistake, a random crash of cosmic light.

You're incandescence. 

Our stories, and so our lives, work in a certain way.

Recognize it, live accordingly, dream great dreams, build them the way stories work, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧵**thread*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZgsBm636E9MszVpdl1iS0MBhUtl8mGupEpzVIUEQB0rJQ?e=7Mhwe2&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a robot sleeping under an oak tree while a person watches a sunrise in New England in the Autumn in the style of a magical abstract impressionist painting using a bright hopeful color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-10.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3-11.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Cancel Culture, I Cancel You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/cancel-culture-i-cancel-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:46:52.000Z
*Wednesday, September 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How about some Good News?

You found Wonder Fell. O/

Good for you; it's good for you.

Glad you're here.

> "What's it about?"   
> \- Friend of a Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

> "It's a journal. A poet's. He posts everyday. There's AI pics from different AI programs. He compares them. Things we all think about but don't talk much about. His poems are there, too. It cheers me up everyday to read."   
> \-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader For Sure

...

Sunrise shows later, Autumn's here. 

How's your day? 

Get over that yet? 

Good, you deserve better.

Onto better and on with our show...

...

There's so much to tell you.

Where to begin?

If I could only share one thing, one piece of insight with you, it's this: You are the dream you have of yourself. What you call your Life is its expression.

The circumstances you were born into are your starting materials to build with.

Don't like your Life? Redefine the pieces of it. Refresh your dream of you to best suit you. Take a time out and reevaluate everything in your days. What serves your best dream of you best? Focus on those things.

There's something wonderful remarkable about you, in you. It's called life alive. It wants you to make it real, to share it.

> "Dream great dreams and make them real."   
> \-Your Ghost Great Within

Great dreams feel a certain way; they help, they build.

What do you want to create? A loving home life? Meaningful work? Strong friendships? Beautiful Art?

Do it. Dream a step towards it and take that step.

There's a lot of language online set on cancelling your dreams, your hopes, your ambitions... Cancel it.

Words of cancel culture are nothing more than lonely lost souls looking for attention.

Cancel Culture, I cancel you.

Come find me when you're brave enough to build something beautiful, when you drop the acts of a coward and pick up the passion and purpose of a person not afraid to share their greatest dreams of how good Life can be and live those dreams.

You're worth something wonderful because you have something wonderful: It's called Life.

Sit alone for a time and remember you're alive. Recognize a dream you love that makes something good for the world and you. Start to make it real. 

One dream, one step at a time, make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📖**book*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETzo0kXrtW5EgWCoRPwvOmgBj6XpDr1%5F0%5FEu4UUFNIIUCg?e=J7QhSP&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a woman watching the sky, sat under an oak tree in Autumn in New England during sunrise in the style of a magical vintage Studio Ghibli drawing.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG1-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Humanity's Greatest Skill
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/humanitys-greatest-skill/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T16:49:11.000Z
*Tuesday, September 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Autumn made it. 

Temperatures drop with the leaves. 

The trees remember there's a whole box full of crayons, put green back, grab another color, and another and more... color each leaf unique and new before it falls to join the others to weave Autumn's full spectrum'd Fall fashioned floor.

Dawn starts, a dimly lit movie theatre shows evergreens and oak silhouettes.

Thank you for reading, for the company of your attention. O/

On with our show...

...

Ever wonder about that... what happens when you read?

They're just scratches and scrawls, touches and taps of keys. Here we are with our secret code to share everything... we call it language.

A lot of people share our secret knowledge.

Our alphabet is worth so much magic.

So powerful we program metal and plastic to follow its instructions. Every screen tap on your phone is a prompt for a certain spell (a programmer's code) to be cast.

Words make civilizations go 'round.

Been that way since humanity started.

It becomes more evident now.

So much depends directly on text these days.

A good time to finally see what poets have been harping about for millennia. O/

Language, the power to make words, is humanity's greatest skill.

> "But we can fly to the Moon and beyond."   
> \- Reader Missing the Point

> "Not without words to make the ship... you can't."   
> \- Author Emphasizing the Point

We separate math and linguistics, numbers and words, but they both perform the same function: The measurement of experience in symbol so we can share and build together.

Numbers are limited by necessity of their function. In fact that is what a number is for: to express a limit, an amount.

Math is a beautiful language, though. I wish it was taught as such.

Think of how different, how quick our culture would grow, if we began teaching mathematics as a foreign language instead of like a grueling wrote exercise.

...

Some poet's morning thoughts, AI pics for embellishments, an option to other screens.

I appreciate your time and consideration. Hopefully you find peace and inspiration (and wonder, of course) here.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎟️**admission\_tickets*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EWIh-s4QE3lOoyqbhW6UQL4B1knkA35IMCGR4rE6GVz9og?e=2w0boW&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create a colorful image of leaves falling at dawn in Autumn in New England in the style of geometric art.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG4.vj.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-33.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Screen Your Screens
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/screen-your-screens/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:42:00.000Z
*Monday, September 22, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Daydreams and what it seems.

AI, dreams, Art, a hound dog story or two, you, you, you... themes for a morning journal.

Sometimes Love shows up, sometimes Beauty.

Things we don't talk enough about.

Things we don't advertise we talk about all the time, at least.

On with our show...

...

I wonder how AI would analyze a dream.

How do the images etched in the human unconscious speak to data servers?

Deep end of the thought pool morning on the way.

Plunge into Jung, Palanatir! 

What can be seen there? 

Data mine the cloud of human thought called The Unconscious.

Emerson called it, "The Oversoul."

Modern Psychiatry calls it, "The Unconscious."

Internet lingo calls it, "A Cloud."

Consciousness is just what we choose to do with what we find there.

All the images and stories and science and what they inspire and lead humanity to do when placed on their screens...

It's a great plot for a Science Fiction Thriller:

To data mine the images that get the most clicks, the words and phrases that pay the most, to place what you want heard in the company of those images and words.

Conspiracy theory or technological crowd control?

...

> "Where's the bright, cheery, Wonder Fell Sunshine, Wynn?"   
> \- Favorite Reader

It just showed.

My phone screen notification sent me reeling in thoughts when I woke.

We're not angry at each other America. We're angry at images and words people and corporations are paid trillions of dollars to make sure we see and hear.

Talk with each other about what's really happening in your day to day life. Share it. Build on what's best about us to build what's best for us.

Your friends, you family, your freedom to have a dream of a wonderful life and have a secure place to build it, are what having a Country at all is suppose to afford.

If The News isn't about what's happening in your life, if it doesn't match your day to day reality, then it is not News: It's something else.

There's a whole lot of something else on the air waves and Internet these days.

> "What does someone stand to gain from me reading, watching, or listening to this?"   
> \- Reader with The Right Question for a Hopeful Humanity

If the answer isn't 'to perform the public service of enlightening people on what's occurring in the world to help further the human race,' then it's not News.

Please change the channel, or call it entertainment.

You deserve better than to be manipulated so a few can profit financially.

Take care, consider your sources, screen your screens, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤟**I\_love\_you\_hand\_sign*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EXOyt%5FreKLZOnFT7WtUnvWIBmEFvRhyOU7hBjgQVL5B-rw?e=BexwoI&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of an inquisitive faerie dressed as a nerd looking at a wall of television screens and computer monitors in the style of a magical film noir movie.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG4-3-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-32.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Get Moving
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/get-moving/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T15:48:18.000Z
*Sunday, September 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sunrise is here and so are you. 

Welcome back. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

So far just because I love to loop the letters, loop the lines.

Some mornings are like that... the joy of doing, the actual physical exercise of your Art, let that keep you going.

If you still fall under the misguided notion that writer's block, or any creative block, exists: try this out.

Remember typing, painting, singing, playing an instrument, are all physical activities.

Move! Get moving.

> "But what will I sing, paint, write?"   
> \-A Favorite Reader Who Knows They're Whining

Notes, words, brushstrokes.

Just enjoy the process of making.

> "Why do you write, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader with a Wonderful Question

Because I love to make sentences.

And we should do what we love.

I know Michelangelo loved applying paint. I know Shakespeare loved to write lyrics. I know Picasso loved what a single line on any canvas can do.

...

A noun verbs: What a sentence shows.

Life! Motion. The reflection of our experience in letters.

There is something you love to do, something simple.

What is it about any activity you love that you love about it?

Maybe it's the feel of each footfall as you walk or run, or how shaping your breath to make certain sounds forms words that cause people to feel so many different things, or what happens in your mind as you read. O/

Your whole experience is changed for a moment, or more, based on your understanding of a few scribbles or binary blips on a screen.

A love of reading becomes more and more synonymous with a love of humanity, as we move from a civilization based on the spoken word to that of textual.

The shift of humanity from a verbal to a literal species, in terms of preference of communication, is a great topic for a paper or book somewhere other than a poet's morning journal.

Maybe you'd love to write it.

Now it's sunrise and good wishes for a good day, for you.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦸**superhero*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYby8-Y7JDtCkdphfogWaJcBCeA2Z7rCnkF%5FFCHbZtGHjQ?e=NT7fAU&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt 🤔: **Create an image of a faerie wearing a bowtie painting a mural on the ceiling of a cathedral in the style of a magical Renaissance painting.* 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-30.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/download-6.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Swimming in Sunlight
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/swimming-in-sunlight/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T17:53:31.000Z
*Saturday, September 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sunlight. O/

Made it.

Welcome back.

Glad you're here.

Hope all's well.

Let's see what the sunrise has to say.

On with our show...

...

We're translators of sunlight, transmission stations for nations of stardust creations.

What if we consider light matter?

What if light is something like water?

We swim in it.

Most space is absent sunlight. So it's only a necessity for Earth, for us. 

Like fish in water, the World lives in an ocean of sunlight.

...

New points of view for you. 

Some ideas I jot down every morning with the sunrise.

Hope they're of use.

At least help shake that sense of souring sameness that has you forgetting you're alive... which means you have a chance: to laugh, to love, to make something wonderful and lasting.

Do you like to make sentences?

You've probably never thought much about it.

It's a survival skill in the world.

Yesterday I said every sentence is a container for a dream called a thought.

Deep thoughts, but not.

As deep as saying, "Water is wet." 

We just don't consider it.

Dreaming makes materials to keep life going.

AI without a prompt is less useful than a rock.

You without thoughts are slightly more useful than a rock.

What makes a thought?

Dreams... the Imagination.

Perhaps that's what sleep is for: to restock our dreams.

Some dreams are so new they require brave souls to bring them to Life. 

We call these brave few Artists.

Singers of sounds unsung!

Thank you for sharing. Your dedication to bring your vision to life expands what each story of Life can be about.

Think of everything Da Vinci or Shakespeare made possible for you to add to your story, to your world view; then thank an Artist for expanding your materials to help you lead a good life.

Take care, dream something new, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤹‍♀️**woman\_juggling*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETcfmTJdkrBDoE4o-xAVCLQBrrdXz6N7Tc1IZ5ts-WsctA?e=ZdDyRh&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a beautiful vintage storybook illustration of a joyful peaceful dragon flying through a colorful Autumn sky at dawn in New England using vibrant colors and bold contour lines.* 

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### A Dream Wrapped in a Sentence
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-dream-wrapped-in-a-sentence/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:38:18.000Z
*Friday, September 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell 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 the 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.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💟**heart\_decoration*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EbxXyVdwFddPsmT12JqFiuIB4OrqBkwqxMQl%5FTGya4jgjA?e=jfiy2r&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of a robot sitting on a porch with a cup of coffee watching the sunrise in Autumn in New England in the style of a minimalist modernist retro anime illustration using bold lines and a cool color palette.*

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Image courtesy Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### It's Not Always a Spectacle
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-not-always-a-spectacle/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T17:58:18.000Z
*Thursday, September 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Everyday?

Everyday.

Wonder Fell rolls on.

There's 'Epic' in this poet's job title.

How's your sunshine? How's the day?

As always, glad you're here. O/

Dawn just touched the sky, a drop of blue food coloring to brighten the dome.

On with our show...

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/) in effect. In fact, the past few have been, too.

Something new, change isn't in the air on a Transition Day; it is the air.

If you look back on your life you see them. Moments when everything changed. Recognize what changed, learn from it, call it growth, and move on.

It's not always a spectacle, or major occurrence, though the effects are always wide-stretching and lasting.

It could be as simple as a simple conversation with a stranger, a book, or a movie you saw.

Recognition of the event helps show the nature of the transition.

It also tells you a lot about your story and what life, for you, is about.

Consider it. For a short time at least today, look back at your life.

What moments stand out?

What memories best define you now?

The reason they do is because that's what you value most. That's the kind of person you are.

Knowing where you place your value helps you live a better life because it helps you prioritize your time.

Words and doing words, dreams and doing dreams here, for me.

Thank you for reading.

Take care, learn about you, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌞**sun\_with\_face*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQ0aWsbxRHBOry2za378URABBMKyDsm8MpIKx7h%5FDy3W9w?e=9EE6Jn&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of an inquisitive person looking out a window at a city skyline at dawn in the style of a magical abstract absurdist painting using stark shadows and soft light.* 

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Are You Hero Enough?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/are-you-hero-enough/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:33:19.000Z
*Wednesday, September 17, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Something beautiful, something true, somewhere to take a breath and refocus.

At least a place to find an encouraging thought or two (thousand).

Wonder Fell. O/ A guide to making wishes come true.

Really.

Have a dream, hold it close like a hero on a quest, live the story to see it come true.

You know how a story works, so work it.

> "Wynn, such-and-such is in the way. Be practical."   
> \-Jaded Reader Hesitant to Hope

Every story has a villain called Such-and-Such. 

If it were easy to accomplish, your dream wouldn't need your help.

If your dreams seem impractical, or near impossible, those are good dreams. The Such-and-Such in their way is vast. 

Are you hero enough?

It comes down to commitment, to how much it means to you to see your dream through.

Be your dream's hero.

...

Encouragement while the Sun shows its first light.

Dawn... game on. An easy pun.

How's the day?

Not feeling much like a hero today?

Not feeling much like the hero is part of every hero's quest, btw.

Keep going.

Glad you're here.

Sun's up and there's something remarkably new about it.

A peace to it, a new certain peace.

More than optimism, a tangible experience.

I do this everyday. Something about today's sunrise is remarkably new, a certain distinct peace.

It's about time. The world could use a collective exhale.

Wildfires, floods, hurricanes, earthquakes, typhoons, media maelstroms of sensational spectacles set to storm your emotions.

An exhale is in order.

A life on the edge is a life spent in neglect of what isn't the edge.

The whole world is more than just its circumference.

These words are for you, but they're also for me.

Because what's missing from the world is good old-fashioned helping each other out.

We do know what that looks like.

One small act of kindness to help someone you normally would not today... do that.

Imagine if the whole world simply did that. Just one small act of unexpected kindness everyday.

Imagine a year worth of days like that.

The kindest thing about being kind is it makes you feel good.

So you're doing yourself some good, too.

Take care, help yourself by being kind to someone else, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍪**cookie*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYPez8EZIQZBnfoWOtvnxfIBEaXIb2fdPsbJpTe2I0-QPw?e=p6H8g2&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of a hero watching a sunrise from atop a hillside in the style of magical Claymation.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September, 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Squeaky Toy Daydreams
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/squeaky-toy-daydreams/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T18:02:23.000Z
*Tuesday, September 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello, again. O/

A few hours before sunrise and Abe already with a squeaky toy.

I told him to keep the noise down.

Now, he lays with Stuffy Fluffy Cute Koala by his head and looks up at me from across the room.

"Quiet, Abe. There's a time and a place for play. Right now, go back to sleep."

Being a good friend, Abe's back asleep in his bed.

...

Interesting morning.

When you create a constant you recognize variables. 

Some are easier to notice than others.

Squeaky toy at 3am squeaking is one noticeable variable.

We do this with our days.

We have our schedules. We make sense of what's new. We call what's new what happened that day.

But a whole lot more happened than just what's new.

Everything is happening. Always! All the time! 

Every noun is a molecular verb dancing its own choreography!

Wonder! Life alive! Exclamation points this early and so many... guess I found my squeaky toy too, Abe. 

Life! Alive! Wonder!

Hope all's well.

More well-tempered punctuation on the way.

On with our show...

...

How's you day?

Constant well-tempered? Variably exclamatory? A well-balanced mix?

However prevalent the squeaky toys of your life are I hope they find you well and that you're squeaking them with as much enthusiasm as you can squeak.

> "Deep thoughts turn to squeaky toy daydreams, Wynn?"   
> \- Reader with a Good Question

Sometimes fun is its own reason for being.

Sometimes 'because I enjoy it,' is the right and only answer.

Like your dog with a squeak toy.

> "Squeaky toy daydreams turn to deep thoughts, Wynn?"   
> \-Reader with a Good Point and Question

There's no shallow end in my pool; I dream in color. 

All of them, all at once!

...

Back to the morning, as soon as it arrives.

Wonder Fell stays true to each sunrise. 

Some are dull. 

Some are vibrant flowery prose abounds shows. 

Some are checklist to-do's for the day.

Today there's a sense of play at play, the sentences want irony, want wordplay.

Abe's a constant loyal friend. 

He's also a barometer for fun.

*"What's the fun forecast, today?"*

*"Did you check The Abe?"*

A little breakfast, a few daydreams at the wall, at the sky, even checked the News.

Cancel Culture is everywhere.

No, it's not.

See?

Si.

What to believe in and how?

Wonder Fell is here to help that question.

Not a cult or a religion, the only resurrection talk here is of Wonder.

Centuries of Science squashed it, tried to cancel awe.

Here's something to cancel: Look up at the sky, see the sun, see the moon, count each star and realize how insignificant you are, then... cancel it.

Because you are here to be able to recognize every star, to sound every sunrise with words and breath, to exist at all means you have a place in this place under a canopy of stars. 

You, this speck of dust on an astral sphere caught in the gravity of a star.

Supernovas, blackholes, moonbeams and your dreams of right, wrong, and a place for, and a face to... Love.

You are a miracle.

There is no way to cancel that.

How could you ever dismiss the heavens?

Stare at your feet all day?

Your feet came from somewhere, too.

> "Yes, there was a Bang, a really Big one, and now everyone wants to fall in Love."   
> \-Cancel Culture Sometimes Reader Who Is Really Just a Lonely Person Begging for Attention

Look up! Each star is just as amazed you exist as you are amazed they do.

You have Life. 

Somehow, someway, you're here.

To be alive is only as wonderful as you're willing to recognize it to be.

I recognize it wonderful.

I know you do, too.

You have Life. Dream something beautiful and make it.

And make wonderful this wonderful (sometimes squeaky) day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⭐**star*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETS0BhIk2sVDl2TVlZTGXaoBAdTNHXQ3ruFhLJInOjbmYA?e=6kbuuW&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of squeaky toys floating around in space while a black and white hound dog wearing a bowtie looks around in wonder in the style of a vintage magical Science Fiction Movie poster. (Went with all Ms. Copilot GPT-4-o, today. Nothing else came close to the quality.)*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4-o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Places, Everyone
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/places-everyone/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T18:08:35.000Z
*Monday, September 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Sunrise stalls, it's the start of Fall's color show.

What else to say but *Good Day*, and take it from there?

I look forward to Wonder Fell, there's peace here.

Hope you find it here, too.

Hope your day goes well.

On with our show...

...

Slow words so far this morning. 

Monday morning whooshes by on the highway. The Sun starts the light show called a day.

> "Places, everyone."   
> \-The Sun Directs

All the acts of yesterday are the stage design for a show called Today.

Sure Bard, all the World's a stage, but we're more than merely players; we're crew too.

Live today, yes, but set the stage for Tomorrow's Today while you do.

Ideally living your best day means bringing what's best for your life around you, so stage design works itself out.

But do keep it in mind: What we do Today lives in Tomorrow. 

If you don't want to see it in your house when you wake up, make sure it's not in your house when you fall asleep.

Metaphorically and Literally.

Simple advice. Life changing, though.

So how's your day? Getting it done? A little fun in The Sun?

Spend sometime assuring Tomorrow's set up to be a good day before you say good night. 

Try it out. It helps so much.

...

The sky is a grey bedsheet fading to blue. 

The horizon is a thin band of shine off a metallic line of evergreens.

Abe decided to go back to sleep, a few dog dreams to finish up.

Thanks for reading, take care, set your stage, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐦**bird*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZF8zBVmyZFAqyea1e1nm40BcDhooEhzXYpR6clDZTZyZQ?e=Kj0o43&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a city street at dawn with people dressed as characters from a Shakespearean play in the style of a vintage magical Studio Ghibli anime illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-25.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Comedy
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/comedy/
Last updated: 2025-09-14T21:06:34.000Z
Comedy is seriously the most serious thing in the world.

Seriously.

The universe feels as though it has a moral intent. 

There is the possibility of Hell and there is the possibility to Laugh at Hell. 

Dante, after all, didn’t call it The Divine Tragedy. He also didn't leave the poor guy down there.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-2.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Irony: The Comedian and Poet’s Burden. 

A comedian straight shot deals with irony. A poet juggles the irony of irony. Either way, how the comic and poet carry the burden determines their quality of life and the quality of their life's work. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Once you see the ironic nature of life, you don’t unsee it. 

“Stop me if you’ve heard this one before,” the comic says. 

But don’t ever say that to a comedian. She’ll tell you to shut your mouth. She’s heard them all. They’re all the same joke. It’s all the same joke. She gets it. You don’t. 

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Has she heard it before? 

Shut your mouth. It’s the only thing she hears.

Seriously.

Irony removes duality. It’s why so many poets and comedians suffer depression, drug addiction, battle suicide. 

How do you find an answer in a yes/no world when everything is maybe? 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

This is not to discount the medical field, depression is real, but self-talk is the ultimate symptom and cause of death (suicide). So, it is the focal point for treatment. 

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In a mind where there is no clear definition of better or worse, a positive inner monologue is just as good as a negative one. Optimism is a lot of work. So is pessimism. Who has the strength for either? 

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Perception of the totality of irony is a damned heavy burden. But it is necessary. Because someone must toe the line, to remind the world of its moral nature, the comedian and the poet don’t get to live a *good life*. 

But we don’t get to live a *bad one* either. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Someone has to stand witness. Someone has to remind us that right and wrong do exist. And you can’t report on the game if you’re playing. That’s an evangelist. A propagandist. Editorial columnist. 

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Comedy and Poetry are spectator sports; we take notes. Evaluate. Make drafts. Speak words. Make Draft Picks. Encourage the direction of the world by what we focus on, by what we choose to shine a moral light on. 

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If all the poets and comics in the world went dark the world would follow. 

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

“Stop me if you’ve heard this one before…” It’s not funny. It’s not a win; it’s not a loss, because you know the punch line because the setup is your whole life's experience. You saw the game score flash on your Google homepage before you could finish watching the replay. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-12.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Why watch? There’s no payoff. There’s no pleasure/pain reward. 

The remedy is to remember that because we see irony, there has to be morality. We don’t get to play because we understand the game so well. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-13.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

A group of poets and comedians walk into a bar… 

No, they don’t. They’re at Joe’s place; he’s got the biggest TV. 

They order pizza, Chinese, Thai, Hoagies (because a Sub is no replacement) and they don’t explain a single thing to anybody all night long. 

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There’s no duller place on the globe than a room full of poets and comedians in sweatpants surrounded by every kind of takeout food in the city. 

But for them it’s the only way to party.

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The greatest of all ironies would be that some divine power made life ironic on purpose, which would mean it’s not ironic at all, which would make life the ultimate irony. 

Which, of course, it is. 

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One day irony will be lost on me. 

It will be a very good day. 

No, no it won’t. 

It will just be a day. 

A sun-up - sun-down, breakfast, lunch, dinner, sleep day kind of day. 

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> “Life is too important not to be taken seriously.”   
> \- Oscar Wilde didn’t say.

Buddy Movie People laugh at jokes. 

Monty Python People laugh at ‘The Joke.”

Laughless people have no time for jokes, unless it’s the serious business of financial profit from the funny business. 

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-17.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Consequently, the laughless are the cause and reason for the perpetuation of war, racism, gender inequality, slavery, genocide, each and every trapping of hate. 

And so, the need for comedy.

Because if you can laugh you can love. 

And if you can love there’s hope. 

Laughter is grace.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2024/09/Comedy-18.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn
### Your Best Dream of You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-best-dream-of-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:28:54.000Z
*Sunday, September 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

Sunlight shows the silhouette of oaks and firs. 

The sounds of freeway traffic build to a good morning crescendo.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Wonder Fell's a little more topical the past few days. 

It's just what the morning, first thing, wants to say.

So much.

Every car on the highway has its own reason for driving, its own story and destination; every reader their own reason for reading this sentence.

Where's the commonality?

An author must know their audience or the words are for nowhere, so that's where they go.

What I know about you: You're a dreamer. As practical as you may believe you are you still have to dream you're practical before you can be it.

Facts and figures are prepackaged dreams. They've been around awhile. They're reliable.

But someone had to dream each and every fact, then point it out before we could talk about it.

It's important, especially right now with AI working its way into our lives, that you remember dreams come first.

These dreams, this morning, want comfort, want peace, want simplicity.

> "What can I give you to help you grow?"   
> \-The Sun Asking Its Only Question

Wonder, the world needs to remember wonder.

So here we are.

And encouragement.

So here we go.

Enjoy today. Do your best to. Take a timeout here and there. Remember you're having a good day, no one gets to decide that but you and how you view where you're at in the story of you.

The story of you is the dream you have of yourself. Your expression of your dream is who you are in this Great Dream Called Life.

Deep thoughts morning. They ought to be common knowledge. They're just the way things work.

Now you know.

Work on your best dream of you.

How can you better show it to the world?

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍋**lemon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EVcULCAqLE5LuZv0TxIEZQkB21YTcQAvgXxiTspabFqXnw?e=g6YxYx&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of a pensive faerie on top of a skyscraper watching the sunrise in the style of a magical pop art water color painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-24.png)

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Images courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Now You Know
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/now-you-know/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:25:26.000Z
*Thursday, September 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

Early mornings, even for me, the past few days.

Why? 

Season change, perhaps? 

Or The Moon?

The Moon is always a good reason when you don't have a good reason. 

That celestial sphere is always up to something.

Like you.

Hope you're up to something good.

Theme, theme, who's got the dream?

What does this morning want to say?

Well... there's no politics here, no theatre. 

Dreams and sharing dreams of each morning in each morning is what you find here.

On with the show...

...

I want you not to feel so alone with your daydreams, not to feel so misunderstood.

I want you to know you're valuable for reasons no one ever told you existed.

I want you to know your dreams matter so much more than you realize.

There is an inexhaustible fountain of inspiration and peace available to you. 

It's called The Dream of Life.

Get familiar with it.

Sit in quiet everyday for a short time or more.

What is this Life business all about?

What joy is there here?

What can you do to bring more into your life?

Chances are you're living someone else's idea of what's best for you.

Cut it out.

You have a responsibility to your dreams to see them through. 

If you don't know your dreams... that's not true. You did know them when you were young.

Remember. Sit and remember.

Did you ever think those dreams are there for a reason?

Shame on you with your existential crisis so loud with dreams as wonderful and true as yours.

Where did your dreams come from?

You just made them up?

Seriously? Where'd you get the materials?

You inherited pieces of a larger dream called Life and you weaved them together into something beautiful called The Dream of a Life Worth Living.

Get living it.

Make it real one step at a time. One breath, one moment, one motion.

I know you've got this because it is your purpose. 

You are a machine made to dream and make those dreams tangible sensible things called Realities.

That is what your Life is for: To dream great dreams to further Life and make them real.

You wanted to know what Life is about, now you know.

There's a certain way to go about making a dream real. Good news, you already know it.

If you've ever read a book, watched a movie, or listened to a story, you know it.

The reason stories work in a certain way is because that is the way Life works.

The Hope every Hero starts every story with is your dream of a better Life.

To be The Hero of, and for, your greatest dreams... that is your point and purpose.

...

Still a few minutes till sunrise.

> "Why write Wonder Fell at all, Wynn?"   
> \-A Favorite Reader

Because I know it's medicine for The World.  
Because it's my greatest dream to do so.

With a touch of sunlight showing, take care, check-in on your inspirational dreams however mundane or sensational they are (they're yours for a reason), take a step to make one real today, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎀**ribbon*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUFuwSWwk6pKouEgCrnlRlcB3c4jMDCkdnXV5Hd9hd1OiQ?e=kuk5tt&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an inspirational image of a person sat in an enchanted forest near a lake watching the sunrise in the style of a magical anime graphic novel impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3.FE.jpg)

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Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-19.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Each Baby's Dress
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/each-babys-dress/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T19:42:55.000Z
*Wednesday, September 10, 2025* 

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way. 

Welcome back. O/ 

Good to be read by you again. 

Hope all's well. 

On with the show... 

...

Identity. 

Such a major question in regards to Wonder Fell still, such a major theme in humanity still, as well. 

Coincidence? 

> "We know you better than that."   
> \-Dear Wonder Fell Readers 

How you know me better is +he Ghos+ point. 

We are not our image; we are what makes our image. 

The part of you that chooses is what you are.

Identity is its expression.

Wonder Fell is a place to write the sunrise and shine light on the power of dreams. 

Themes rise like our star when I do. 

...

Morality is always a tenant here, and morality is something in dire need of discussion. A quick check on the News headlines of any recent day show us this truth.

The world of human relations works in a certain way. We laugh, cheer, and cry at the same moments in stories regardless of our race, gender, cultural habits, or political tendencies.

Our fascination and focus on gender identification as a race is the awkward beginning to Humanity's apology for History's treatment of women.

There's a lot of amends to be made.

A new understanding of gender is not necessarily a denial of gender. It can, and should be, a celebration of it.

To be born a man, to be born a woman, to be born at all! These are wonderful miraculous things.

We dress each baby in the political fashions of the day.

We continue to dress ourselves in our chosen political fashions as we mature.

A short time ago we began hanging our pronouns in our closets with our dress shirts.

I commend any attempt of self-expression.

But to say you are a woman or a man just because of a change of wardrobe or diet, is to do an injustice to yourself and that which you seek to express.

If a man loves so much what it means to be a woman that he wishes to express it with every fiber of his being then... express away!

Being a woman is a beautiful thing to be, so is being a man. Show the world how wonderful it is. But please don't deny what you are, don't deny the reality of your birth so you can express what you love.

Be proud of you and your ability to recognize beauty and strength in places most don't ever look.

There is something about a woman more than biology that makes childbirth possible. Something immeasurable... a Ghost Point.

We should celebrate gender. And that's truly what the Trans movement is about. Not about removing gender, but accentuating it.

A woman in labor is the best person to ask if a man can ever truly be a woman.

I defer my verdict to her.

The political equality of men and women is what we're really discussing with the pronoun fashion movement.

And it's about time we do.

Yes, there are millennia worth of amends to make for women. Adjusting to an actual equality for women in our society brings about some initial awkwardness.

Change is strange at the start, but the change is happening.

I'm glad for it.

Consider the Trans movement an adjustment period in the evolution of human civilization, as we start to correct our society's treatment and understanding of women.

Of all the things for the sunrise to bring today...

I hope all is well with you regardless what you choose to wear today.

Take care, express your best you by expressing what you best love, and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧗‍♀️**woman\_climbing* 

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ER2Kjr-228tLt915XwO-BOoBGWT6s9Ig9eeAx2k1JqIaZw?e=lGtETR&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a baby in a nursery crib at dawn by a window in the style of a magical Art Nouveau painting using pastel tones.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-15.png)

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Images courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALL-E 3) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### A Quick Thank You to the Sky
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-quick-thank-you-to-the-sky/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:37:24.000Z
*Tuesday, September 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Dark, still a few hours before sunrise.

> "Why do it Ghos+? Why persist?"   
> \-Curious Wonder Fell Reader

*Love* is the quick answer.

Writing, for me, always feels like the right thing to be doing.

There's love and care and concern here for life, and by all indications based on so much we share online, the world could use a regular dose of something good.

I love to make sentences. 

We could all use a steady supply of things in our lives made by people doing what they love.

To have more of those experiences isn't wishful thinking; it's our responsibility.

It's so easy to share our words and images now.

Access isn't an issue, where we place our value is.

I urge you to at least have one source of good news in your life to view everyday.

For your own health and all of ours.

Wonder Fell is here to stay and will always remain a place of positivity.

You're welcome to read it as much as you feel it helps you raise your spirit.

...

Abe in a deep dog sleep on the loveseat, me staring daydreams at the sky as the first rays of light shape the contours of evergreens on the horizon.

I wonder what the world is like for you, wonder how your days go.

There's so much that can be beautiful and good. The way the sun persists to shine on evergreens and humanity proves a day is worth the star's effort.

> "Personifying The Sun now, Wynn?"   
> \-Sometimes Jaded for No Good Reason Reader

It's the kind thing to do.

A lot of work goes into being the center of a universe, maybe send a quick thank you to the sky today.

Here's a fun daydream exercise for fellow nerds and those who secretly want to play Dungeons and Dragons but don't know where to begin:

Look to the sky and ask out loud, if you don't mind raising some questions and some wonder: 

*"What if The Sun is conscious?"*

Enjoy the wonder, take care, enjoy the sunshine, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🤯**exploding\_head* 

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ERQcUIayjjtIj%5F%5FdaQ0bJFgBB6001RJ4kjmB7-Ww3wivfA?e=7DeSmg&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of the sun deep in thought in the sky at dawn in the style of a magical anime illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-14.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3-4.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### The Moon for Breakfast
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-moon-for-breakfast/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T19:46:41.000Z
*Monday, September 8, 2025*

Good morning The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Hope all's well.

On with the show...

...

The Moon!

For breakfast!

For an alarm clock...

Shine bright, right through my window.

A Full Corn Moon right now.

Complete with an eclipse.

Did you know each full moon has a name, has many names?

Each name is a representative for the time of year and what seeing that particular cycled full moon means to a specific culture.

The moon's a clock and a calendar.

Time to harvest corn around here.

It's an interesting exercise to look up the various names of each full moon.

It's a history lesson into many ancient cultures.

Of course there's magic in it, too. 

We can hardly talk about The Moon without talking about magic.

Life wouldn't exist without The Moon.

Seriously scientifically would not exist.

The Moon makes the ocean wave. O/

The Moon is responsible for so much.

The Moon shook the snow globe called Earth. 

And Look! 

The waters moved and brought forth all these creatures.

Really.

The Moon nudged the Earth, shook the celestial snow globe, and here we are... viewable humanity to a cosmic audience.

And now the sunrise.

Soft pastel blue to white to touch the horizon just the right shade of metallic orange glow to signal the start of a peaceful September day.

Perfect weather to harvest some corn.

But your ancestors knew that already.

And so did The Moon.

...

A potted African Violet sits on the table to my left.

I downloaded an app around a year ago to help me better care for it.

Since that time its sprouted many flowers.

At present there are three joyful blooms waving out the window to The Corn Moon.

Technology will never be beautiful, but it can nurture what's beautiful.

In fact, I believe that ultimately is what technology is for: to help create and nurture what's beautiful.

It takes our recognition and concern to foster and create beautiful things.

Every flower in bloom requires the care and attention of its whole environment to become truly beautiful.

If that means a little AI and a cellphone app, that's just fine with this African Violet, The Corn Moon alarm clock, and me.

Take care, enjoy today, encourage something beautiful to grow, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌝**full\_moon\_with\_face*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQ%5FKWiO%5Fs3FAqpy0QkR%5FAeMBsPpcXO2oseWemgfAMHW5cg?e=O0kzN1&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image an African Violet on a table by a window with the light of a full moon shining on it in the style of a magical Disney Impressionist painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-9.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### An Inciting Incident
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-inciting-incident/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:33:32.000Z
*Sunday, September 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

At it again... a day!

Still an hour or so until sunrise.

> "Why up so early, Ghos+?"   
> \-Curious Reader

There's something about sunrise, and just a little before, so conducive to writing.

I used to think it was just security of quiet, fewer chances at interruptions. 

There's more, though.

The thoughts one has first thing in the morning, untouched by so much of humanity's insistence on what passes for news these days, are simple, honest, worth having for the sake of the great peace they recognize.

And, so, I write the sunrise, the great peace so long forgot. 

Hushed, tamped down and trampled with schedules set on a schedule removed from the Sun's.

Epic, prolific, persistent as the sunrise itself, Wonder Fell marches on.

Glad you're here. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

What's next?

There's stories and hellos. 

There's this Ghos+ getting real business to tend to.

Quite an interesting morning. 

Change is present.

The part of the story, book, or movie, you never read or saw before, but something just occurred to change the whole direction of the plot.

*An Inciting Incident.*

So, my fellow writers who read Wonder Fell, it's a new beginning kind of day.

For those of us untrained in the craft of story, every tale starts with a quick getting to know the main character moment followed by something happening to them that changes their life. 

That something that happens we call: *The Inciting Incident.*

> "What happened Ghos+?"   
> \- Concerned Reader

A change of course for me. 

Someday more personal entries will make it here. 

All things in good time, though.

...

Sun's up.   
Rain drips its drops. 

Must've been heavy dreams last night. 

A lot to set straight with my thoughts this morning.

As this entry reflects.

Hope it's not raining on your parade. 

Unless it's a parade you didn't really want to go to. 

Then, well... I wish you downpours for your well-being!   
Buckets of precious precipitations for your peace of mind!

An interesting day today full of wonder.

I wish you the best.

As always, thank you for reading.

Take care, find out what's new in the air, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦉**owl*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETBrup5FgJ1Iptys2SA9MkkB9xLPJVHXAJOcSUs2PlsCaQ?e=QANTxl&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a parade in a small town in New England at sunrise during a rainstorm in the style of a magical Norman Rockwell painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Another Piece
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/another-piece/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T16:27:54.000Z
*Saturday, September 6, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sun showed and turned the colors on.

A new day. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

New daydreams are in the air, unsure of their words still. 

I sit and reassure them, coddle and coax them into comfortable syllables for sensible sentences.

What's new with you World? How's the sunshine find you today?

Drab grey here, but that's okay. 

Clouds always remember to water the houseplants. The more water in their tank, the darker their uniform.

They're more a beach umbrella for sunshine today, though. 

Thank them. 

It's easier to read your beach read best-seller in the shade.

...

Remember a time you figured out how something worked... a time you were able to at last see the whole process in motion.

There's that for me this morning.

Another piece I'm working on, been working on for sometime, comes together. 

I'd be more specific, but spoilers are a thing.

Timing... so much depends on which sunrise it's revealed under...

New thoughts for me, tangent thoughts for you.

What good news to share with you today?

You never know what wonders await you when you live each day with a sense of wonder.

Maybe today's the day you reach enlightenment.

Would you share the revelation with the world?

Seems the kind thing to do.

But how would you word it?

Stories are always best when religious epiphanies are involved.

> "I was just sitting zazen, doing yoga for health reasons, and Bam! There was a light, and now I know all the secrets of the Universe."   
> \-Maybe a Wonder Fell Reader

What would you do with all the knowledge enlightenment brings?

Suppose it depends on what the knowledge is.

Well... interesting morning of thoughts and dreams here.

> "Share them Ghos+."   
> \-A Favorite Wonderfell Reader

I am, just in other places, at another time.

My thoughts are on that Epic I refer to now and then.

Best get back to it.

Thank you for reading.

Hope your day brings you an unexpected, but very welcomed, gift or two.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍞**bread*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ERayY1uUGlRMiIOm0bRRpXYBOcsIwrHF67Hh0IZKh-V79A?e=X6gxUG&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a couple of gifts under a beach umbrella on a cloudy day at dawn in the style of a magical watercolor painting using hushed tones.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3.FI_o0AROgKHRkiScfB.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Blue
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/blue/
Last updated: 2026-05-28T19:51:24.000Z
*Friday, September 5, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dark, but hark! Good morning. O/

Couldn't call yourself much of a poet without a few *harks* and *forsooths*, now and then.

Hope all's well with you.  
Sun's up soon. 

So here we go,  
On with our show...

...

How's the day?

Maybe you don't feel much like being wonderful today. 

That's okay.

Maybe you've been amazing for the sake of everyone else and forgot yourself.

There's always one thing, at least, you know you enjoy.

Do it, at least dream about it, at least remember.

Treat yourself better. You can only be your best when you're feeling your best. 

You have to take care of you if you're ever going to be able to truly care for anything else.

Caring for yourself is a very unselfish thing to do.

When's the last time you thanked yourself for something?

Maybe never?

Let's fix that.

Recognize something you do you wish others would do, then thank yourself for being a good person.

Do you hold the door for strangers? 

That's kind of you.

Thank yourself for being kind. 

There are so many other things you could choose to be, and yet here you are holding open a door because it's the kind thing to do? 

Good for you, good for us all.

Thank you.

And thank yourself.

Kind people it's time to be kind to ourselves.

Find a mirror, take a selfie, and say thank you.

...

Here's the sunrise, grey sky.

But there's a hint of Blue.

Blue, the color of music for good people feeling bad and a perfect clear day sky.

Blue, the color water loves best to match the sky.

Blue, so much depends on you, the background to every rainbow, every color's compliment.

Nothing wrong with Blue, now and then.

> "Got the Blues this morning, Ghos+?"   
> \-Concerned Reader

Happily so.

Did you know grief is a beautiful comfort?

We feel grief because Life is worth something. And we know it, deep down know it.

"Keep going. Life is worth so much more than we can measure." 

That's what Grief says.

"If you're Blue today, or ever, remember you're worth so much more than you can measure."

That's what I say.

Take care, thank yourself for something today, and make wonderful this wonderful (even and especially if it's Blue), day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💙**blue\_heart*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EYRBexYZwnJIiWRmXTfEUjQBks%5FDvGLjdPeXySyPsYbjrw?e=Rhxmdo&ref=wonderfell.org)

Same Prompt: **Create an image of a view of a beautiful blue cloudy sky through a window at dawn in the style of a magical abstract realism painting using a blue color palette.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-6.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-7.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG2.0R.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALL-E 3) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Could We Survive the Awe?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/could-we-survive-the-awe/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:16:38.000Z
*Thursday, September 4, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sunrise starts a little later each day on the clock. The temperatures cool.

How are you? O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Life, love, dreams, good news, inspirations, grand ideas, simple hopes; what you find on Wonder Fell.

Glad you're here. You could use some of this stuff. 

Why, when we have the choice to decide what we choose, would we ever choose anything else?

We do the best we can with what's around. Eventually, what's around grows from our investment of our best.

Simple. Pragmatic.

Do what you love, of course, and love what you do.

There's always a way to put care and concern in whatever you find yourself doing.

...

Another Wow morning, something in the air, in dreams as of late, wants a place for miracles.

I wonder what humanity would do if an indisputable miracle occurred? 

Could we survive the awe?

Could humanity, as we know it, survive a miracle?

It would take humility, make humility a necessity. We'd have to reassess History. 

History is just how and what we choose to remember and what our ancestors said happened.

We have Science, of course. 

But the best Science can ever afford is an option to the weather.

A warmer coat, a stronger roof, a space shuttle can of sardines with a view of the Earth.

The old stories would get new attention.

Which is right? What and where did the miracle come from?

Could we survive the awe?

Once measuring failed where would Science stand?

An option to the weather. Provided whatever makes miracles agreed it a good option at the time.

There's much to say on this; it's in some stories I'm working on. And it's best said through story.

A good question to learn something about yourself, though: Could you survive a miracle? 

How would your life change with irrefutable proof of the divine?

If you're reading this, you're alive, so you already have your miracle: Refer to a mirror for your proof. 

*Because just what are you?*

I know.

You're a miracle.

How will you ever survive the awe?

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪞**mirror*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EScSLeX98FdJiTQ4jS5Hoj0BGhj-1huvox-pV1zdwUjlIQ?e=h98kaV&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of an angel sitting on top of a spaceship watching the Earth in the style of Studio Ghibli Animation.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-5.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-6.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG1.webp)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### Turn on the Lights
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/turn-on-the-lights/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T14:11:10.000Z
The whole world is alive with spirit if you remember how to look.

Long ago, long before you were born, someone told someone that dangerous word *maybe,* "Maybe the spirit isn't in that."

And, so, we stopped putting our dreams of the spirit in all things. The spirit feeds on dreams, so the spirit starved.

Only a spark for so long where a firework lightshow used to be.

Only a few brave souls allowed themselves to remember.

Often it drove them to quiet places to be alone with light only they felt they could see.

Our own spirit needs to recognize spirit in all things. The way the body needs water, though it is made of water. It needs spirit because it is made of spirit first.

Those who felt the emptiness the greatest fell into small dented voids called depressions.

They starved for spirit and began to eat their own dreams.

Loneliness followed, a meal greater than any they ever knew was had there.

The one secret every person tucked away in a depression had was: Living there was the only time they felt right.

While sparks of barely emitted light sparked in all things they sat, doors closed, eyes in a daze for days, ingesting their own spirit, not knowing it was fire. 

The fire necessary to reignite The World's.

Feed the World your dreams. 

Come out of the dark and turn on the lights.

\~ Wynn \~
### Your Dreams Aren't Secrets
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-dreams-arent-secrets/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T13:37:21.000Z
*Wednesday, September 3, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Autumn showed up, took the calendar off the wall, crumpled it up, showed Summer the door, turned down the thermostat, set up her paints and brushes and began coloring the World.

She'll always be my favorite season.

> "Grab your most comfortable flannel, Wynn. Sit back and enjoy the color show."   
> \-Good Friend Autumn

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

Oh today... with its sweet possibilities.

Dreams and doing dreams, words and doing words, how I spend each day.

How about you? What's the status of your dreams? How's your life adding up?

Life is a process of stacking dreams. It's why it's so important to take sometime and dream on purpose, to build new materials for your life.

You can only ever be as good as the quality of your dreams.

Take ownership of your life by taking ownership of your dreams of Life.

What does a Life well-lived look like to you?

Live it. Accentuate the experiences in each day that best reflect your dream of your best life.

What we feed is what survives. Feed your dreams realities to bring them to Life.

Your dreams aren't secrets; they're instruction manuals.

Want a promotion? Tell your friend, tell your co-worker, take the steps to achieve it.

Want to be an All-star? Find out what All-stars do, how they practice, how they train; take the steps.

Feed your dreams realities.

Want to share your Art with the World? Plenty of Artists do. What are they doing? What did they do? Find out and feed your dream those similar realities.

Inspiration for breakfast from your friendly Ghos+. O/

I hope your day meets your expectations. I hope you expect miracles.

Take care, feed your dreams, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧑‍🎤**singer*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EaMmEC9WVqROmWZOzJKVff8BPJ60pgEdc3bzkoClLOh3sQ?e=2ims9V&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of a person sitting on a hillside daydreaming while watching the sunrise in New England in Autumn in the style of an Art Deco Anime Drawing.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG1-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALL-E 3) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed-5.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### The Puzzle Pieces Are Easy
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-puzzle-pieces-are-easy/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:58:38.000Z
*Tuesday, September 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Cloudy with a chance of miracles.

That's a forecast to wake up to.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

A good day to shuffle through some older work and place some on the site.

There's so much content on Wonder Fell already, and it's not all I write.

There's something new in the air, a positive feel.

Like you've been working on a puzzle for years and now there's only a few pieces left.

Each piece goes in easy, finds its way where it fits.

The process is simple now because it wasn't for so long.

Your hard work is paying off.

Hope you have something like that in your life.

Something you've worked on for sometime and it's all coming together now.

If not, start. And keep it going. Have a beautiful dream and build it.

The purpose of Life: To have beautiful dreams and make them real.

Now you know what life is for what will you do?

Take a time out. Dream on purpose. What do you really want?

The answer is not money. That's just a tool.

If you won a billion dollars and every person in the world disappeared at the same time, where would you be? What would you have?

Nothing of any value.

It's about people and relationships, never about money itself.

Build stronger relationships and money takes care of itself.

Do what you love. Surround yourself with people who love that you do. That's a good life.

Something in the air today, the puzzle pieces are easy.

And it's about time.

Thank you, again, for reading. I hope you find some peace and inspiration and comfort here.

Take care, dream something simple and beautiful, build it, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😊**blush*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ea2U9NYxLWFAnbC8l4kTl8ABMaipWvkFeteY8cbzjJL8xQ?e=cBMcn1&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a faerie wearing a bowtie working on a puzzle in an enchanted forest in the style of a magical Waterhouse painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/image-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3.cQ4tvhiHaDwjXM.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, September 2025

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Images courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### To Bring Them to Life
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/to-bring-them-to-life/
Last updated: 2026-05-15T13:33:17.000Z
*Monday, September 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy New Tag Day. O/

September means Autumn. 

And in New England that means Color.

Clouds look down through tree-top kaleidoscopes at the landscape.

Autumn in New England, when Mother Nature reminds the Country what Color really is.

Hope all's well with you.

On with our show...

...

Woke and went for daydreams. 

It happens.

So much of an Artist's Life is spent bringing dreams to Life, sometimes we feast; we replenish our stock.

It's why your creative friend tends to drift away at times. 

They're stocking up, ordering supplies.

When you ask them what they're thinking about, they can't say for sure.

That's to be expected. 

They're not dreams meant for what talking can do. A song, a story, a canvas is needed to bring them to life.

...

The Sun's up painting all shapes with color. Light and heat and vibrations of sound... my thoughts go 'round.

How to talk about color without politics getting in the way in the U.S. of A?

Why let history get in the way of what's Beautiful?

We do it everyday.

We ought to accentuate what's Beautiful about ourselves... what's good.

Wishful thinking from Mr. Wonder Fell?

No. It's medicine.

History was so awful sometimes. Let's only remember it to keep it there.

There's a better way to talk about Color, America. 

[I'm working on it.](https://www.wonderfell.org/colore/) 

For all of us.

I'll start sharing it soon.

Take care, enjoy some sunshine, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎠**carousel\_horse*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZfM2W1n2BJPmgyDuAKRvIwBKP1oVM1knghq3k%5FOqhs5Lw?e=QbG90E&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt: **Create an image of a bird's eye view of an Autumn New England landscape looking through a kaleidoscope at dawn in the style of a stained-glass window.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/unnamed.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, September 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/09/OIG3.z0kW0NH0sdNnr.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALL-E 3) and +he Ghos+, September 2025
### It's Like Music
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-like-music/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:30:04.000Z
*Sunday, August 31, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

The Sun starts the show.

Hope all's well.

Let's go.

On with our show...

...

Slow intentional words this morning to start.

It's like music, the way of the world.

There's always a song playing in the air, as part of the air. 

We take it in, we move ourselves to its rhythm. 

We become instruments to add accompaniment, or at times, take the melody and lead the band.

A road trip with subwoofers shaking hip-hop is a different experience in the same car with the same people if a quiet Mozart symphony is playing.

Your day is that car ride. 

What music surrounds your world?

Maybe you have a group of friends who squawk and cheer an upbeat horn section of support.

Maybe a co-worker drones a dirge on an old pipe organ.

Maybe a best friend plays rhythm guitar in any key, major or minor, of your choice.

Surround yourself with music that supports the best dream you have of yourself.

Everyday sounds its own silent melody; sunrise starts the band.

A slow dreamy ballad lights today's sky. 

Even Abe stays lounging on the loveseat when on other days he'd be outside with a squeak toy dashing circles in the yard.

A day's song conducive to my type of work.

Reading, writing, daydreaming, just hanging out with longtime friends doing nothing at all on purpose.

I hope laughter and a peace of mind find you today. 

Thank you for reading.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚊**tram*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EcPEZKQv0mBLo243pubz96oBGeRWvIoKRHiV5md2NsOOeQ?e=UHhKuV&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of the Sun dressed as a band leader conducting a symphony over a highway in the style of magical abstract realism.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG2-42.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/unnamed-36.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/image-28.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Very Real Magic
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/very-real-magic/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:23:36.000Z
*Saturday, August 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

Sun's set on rising its shine, a new day is here.

Hope all's well with you.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Did anyone ever tell you it's all right to relax?

That's a good friend.

More than just good for your health, relaxing now and then is good for your worldly success.

When we relax we dream on purpose. We bring new possibilities into our life.

Bring new possibilities into your life.

Sunrise is always reliably new.

Sameness is a scientific smokescreen.

Today can be like yesterday, but never exactly the same.

The river is always water in motion. Always the same river, never the same.

Like you.

Life is always in motion, always moving to make new Life.

On a molecular level every rock is rolling. Every noun is the name of an atomic-sized dance number.

It's choreography. 

A word is a name of the molecular choreography of what it represents.

See, Science can be beautiful.

And spiritual.

What keeps the molecules dancing?

What keeps every rock rolling?

What music does Life move for?

Where's the rhythm that taps every stationary toe?

> "There was a Bang, a rather Big one, and now everybody wants to fall in Love."   
> \- Scientist

There's magic and mystery in the world, in all things. We worked so hard to forget.

Who's idea was that?

Not yours.

Let it go.

It doesn't serve your desire for a good life.

What we focus on and how we focus on it does.

Best to focus on the very real magical ways of the world with a sense of wonder.

Relax, discover a new dream or two to increase the quality of your life, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎛️**control\_knobs*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQstFV13-zBKoTQ7ThK2WY4BlULuyiQxBZGwOqYnRRGlwA?e=71PQ6Z&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a good witch sitting on a rock in a river watching the sunrise in the style of a magical cross-hatching vintage anime illustration.*
### It's Foresight
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-foresight/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:34:07.000Z
*Friday, August 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Cloudy grey sunshine day.

Welcome to the show. O/

Words don't write themselves.

So...

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Abe and an African Violet to my left.

The rescued Texas hound and the rescued flower.

She's in bloom; he's asleep.

It only takes a little attention, a little compassion to see a dog or a flower grow.

How are your surroundings? What pictures adorn your walls?

So much talk on the power of [dreams](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/dreams/) on the site, on how that's connected to spirit stuff, Ghost Stuff.

I stay as practical as I can about it.

I'm looking ahead for us.

Not too long from now our machines, with the advent of AI, are going to make us feel obsolete.

A robot, the ones we build, are building, are simply better at doing most of what we say defines being a human being.

This is not outlandish thinking. 

It's foresight.

We're dreamers who need to eat and sleep and have a safe place to do both.

Once our AI machines take care of providing food and shelter, what are we going to do?

What will be our scientific function when science computes itself?

What is Life really about?

Dreams and how we treat each other.

Life is a process of growing dreams.

...

There is suffering in the world, but we can, and so should, use our technology to end it.

People are not inherently greedy. 

We're taught greed pays, greed feeds, greed pays the bills.

Those lessons are why the News looks the way it does.

We falsely value greed.

But what about a world where AI driven machines make homes and control agriculture?

It's not that far away.

What happens when our basic needs are taken care of by the push of a button?

It's called thinking about the future.

Dreams and how we treat each other.

*Making dreams real to share with each other*... the true purpose and focal point for a healthy humanity.

Take care, dream great dreams, work quietly persistently to make them real, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌼**blossom*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EedONycPDFZFlDHEzIiSfDIBzcHlfmTknK%5FDwbxf-tA4UQ?e=NWxWFi&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a robot watering an African Violet in the style of a magical pop art painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/unnamed-31.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG1.rtFAwAE.TAOYM.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/image-25.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Wow.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/wow/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:34:01.000Z
*Thursday, August 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

The first touch of daylight just touched the horizon.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Wow.

Sometimes that's the right word.

My favorite poem, the word: Wow.

There's wonder there.

Stand it on its head and it's Mom, The Mother of All Things.

The Sound of the Big Bang itself: Wow.

How's your wonder? How's your morning?

> "What's so Wow worthy this morning, Wynn?"   
> \- Curious Reader

If I knew, I'd use another word. 

Something great is in the air today. 

Something worth the Wow.

I was going to let 'Wow' be the whole entry, but I thought you deserved some explanation.

I hope a Wow moment finds you today.

...

Where did you put your wonder, I wonder?

Science and sanity made you yawn too many times, I guess.

But Science and Sanity are just measures of acceptability, tools for reliability.

Wow is for Wonder.

Wonder is what you find here.

Every morning.

Hope you find it in your day.

Thank you for reading, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 📔**notebook\_with\_decorations*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EREn1G7MnUlElOYSGJfQk5kBuv98BQj35ZP2e5yJs9xOjg?e=Y9eUEp&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of an angel eating popcorn while watching a supernova be born in the style of a magical abstract anime line sketch.*

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### For Reason, Et Al.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-reason-et-al/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:58:03.000Z
Enough of the words  
What of thoseout-  
Spoken or Spoke-in?

In-way words   
Never in-the-way words   
Always want back out words.

On outward words   
On sail to the sky   
Said and sailed words

When the only cry   
Heard was the deep deep   
Down inside cry.

*How to cry!*

Without wells and rainbows   
To mark mistaken tears   
With forsook ancient words?

The sky’s reign*\- hit*   
So hard so what   
Else could be said?

*Stunned-In*   
Such awe from   
A hand so divine.

What word...  
How could…   
*What…?*

We called it *God*.  
We call it *God*.  
We still cry awe

*For no reason at all.*

We still call *it*.  
Still say *it*.  
Still cry out*...*

***God***.

\~ Wynn \~
### When You're Brave Enough
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/when-youre-brave-enough/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:37:25.000Z
*Wednesday, August 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Heaven's slow turn of the dimmer switch we call sunrise.

Welcome Back. O/

Good day vibes in the air.

Hope you feel them, too.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

When did this journal become a place for inspiration?

It's whatever we put words to... it's what wants saying, singing, first thing in the morning.

I take notes.

I share what the air wants to say with poet whims and wishes and wonders.

> "*Breathe...*"   
> Each sunrise sounds that chord.

Our lives are a process of translating sunshine.

Take a tip from the flowers and trees, photosynthesis is the way of all things. 

Even a spaceship needs the Sun to recognize the Moon. 

Even astronauts eat sunlight for breakfast.

I got poems [aplenty](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/poems/), stories too on the way, but there's something about each sunrise that deserves its own song.

Welcome to Wonder Fell. O/

Sometimes humanity's hollers; he said, she said, they said, them said(s) feast on the light.

That's all right.

Clean them up with a few breaths, a paragraph or two, let the Sun remind you you're alive.

Look up, close your eyes, feel the light, compare it to your favorite blanket, cloak yourself in it, open your eyes, walk in the light, share it, show it, shine it to the world.

Every sunrise is a gift when you're brave enough to recognize it.

Be brave enough, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍭**lollipop*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EesYrlIEfvpMjuLTwSKYed4BY6cg0QJqRJi4673KdKiCyg?e=6jzMm9&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a sunrise over an enchanted forest in the style of a magical abstract realism painting using stark shadows and soft light.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG4-36.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALL-E-3) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### Inspiration for a Troubled Nation
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/inspiration-for-a-troubled-nation/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:40:25.000Z
*Tuesday, August 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Rise and shine Sunshine Valentine, your day's not gonna live itself. O/

Dawn shows her sleepy shine; there's Autumn embers in her entrails of light. New England's Colorfest called Fall is on the way.

And we're:

On with our show...

...

How's your cup of coffee, cup of tea? 

Hot or iced, sweet or bitter, hope you enjoy it.

Words of comfort, inspiration for a troubled Nation?

If you find that here I'm glad, though the point is wonder. 

It's in the title.

Science and consistency devoid of wonder is vain and sterile at best.

The World runs on magic.

If you can measure it with words and make it repeatable, that's called a spell not a Scientific Theorem.

Wonder, awe, a great gratitude to be alive.

Where is your grateful appreciation for the chance to live, to love, to sing anytime you want?

When did life become dry duty? Where's your wonder?

The Network News? The AM/FM dial? The right or left side of the aisle?

Mothers and Fathers of America listen up!

Teach your children their manners, then remember kids learn best by watching you.

Don't do anything, say anything, you wouldn't want your son or daughter to see you doing in your day-to-day work.

Do that America and we'll heal at a miraculous pace.

It's morality. Period.

How we treat each other.

Common decency, with common sense, isn't so common anymore.

This has to change.

What do We stand for? What moral truths are We saying We all share? Is this, this News Circus Spectacle, how We do America best?

If your child wouldn't understand the morality of your work, get a new job, or change how you do yours.

Words of encouragement for a wounded Nation.

We're beating ourselves up. Why? Because a few people paid to play angry tell us to.

Shame on us.

Our system of government can work when we all work it.

The media is not the means of governance.

The people are.

There are systems available, town halls for instance, that work.

Talk to each other with a sense of morality, of common decency in mind, shut off the News aimed to get you riled up to control you, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌇**city\_sunrise*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EdL7sAh9yhNOtb6912wtorsBy4xZXlekFWrdmp1-dB-weQ?e=88Htjo&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a cup of coffee on top of a newspaper on a table by a window during a city sunrise in the style of a magical surrealist painting using a red, white, and blue color palette.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Too Many Old Glory & NRA Bumper Stickers
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/too-many-old-glory-nra-bumper-stickers/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:59:03.000Z
He has:  
Too many NRA bumper stickers  
Too many Old Glory bumper stickers

In a quilted firearm and flag frame  
Pressed without wrinkle around  
The rusted rear Chassis of his  
20-year-old Chevy 2500.

He has:  
Too many separate-  
Too many pieced

In a quilted firearm  
And flag frame around  
His new tailgate with  
stenciled perfect letters:

> **STOP Bullying.**

Then below that  
Spelled with stickers  
Used on front doors  
And mailboxes

Capital letters  
Executed as  
Expected:

The Birth-day.  
The Death-day.

The First-name.  
The Last-name.

Even-

The Middle of his-  
12-year-old son.

\~ Wynn \~
### For Reasons of the Spirit
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-reasons-of-the-spirit/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:31:06.000Z
*Monday, August 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Mornings like this... peaceful, tranquil, make sense, brings confidence of purpose, of place, of time.

A good night's sleep is medicine for so much doctors can't help with.

Maybe you're just exhausted, maybe that's the reason you struggle.

Maybe a good night's sleep, a good healthy serving of dreams, is just what the doctor should order.

Give yourself it.

You'll be amazed how much your life is changed when you focus on getting some good sleep.

It comes down to dreams and what they're for and what they do.

You could, of course, just lie down and stare at the ceiling to remove the physical exertion from your body.

But without sleep, without closing your eyes and going into a dream, you're not recharged.

We have to sleep for reasons of the spirit. 

All the things we can't measure with numbers is why we close our eyes and say goodnight.

No complex deep thoughts, this is basic living stuff. We just don't talk about it enough.

The necessity of sleep shows a glaring difference we have to machines.

Your cellphone doesn't need to dream. Though it does delve into a cloud of so many other people's stories to communicate with you.

Just like you do while you're thinking.

Your phone can think; it can't feel or dream.

After AI shows us it's better at thinking than us... Feelings and Dreams are the next focal points for evolution. 

Enter the Artists to lead humanity forward. 

And it's about time.

...

Cloudy this morning. The birds bring back their songs.

Been quiet the past couple mornings. 

I'm sure Nature has at least a thousand reasons why. 

Spend some time dreaming up reasons why...

*There's no such thing as a coincidence, only a reason for a poem.*

Take care, sleep well (you'll enjoy the days more), think about dreams, and dream wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☘️**shamrock*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ecj4Vmwf9YJAt5sMTbZUNhIBpkWFkalLwdzhjc4CXrhrKw?e=BRGSL0&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a choir of songbirds singing at sunrise in their pajamas in the style of a magical Art Deco Anime Illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG2-38.jpg)

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Image courtesy of [Grok](https://grok.com/?ref=wonderfell.org) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### Under My Open Window
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/under-my-open-window/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:55:20.000Z
*Sunday, August 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

> "Chirp, Cheep, Cheep,"   
> \- Middle of the Night Under My Open Window.

> "Chirp, Cheep, Cheep,"   
> \-Again... Middle of the Night Under My Open Window.

Rabbits are fast. 

We know this.

But did you know a rabbit momma is so quick she can pop out a litter of bunnies under your open window in the middle of the night and disappear?

Now you know.

She dropped them off at +the Ghos+ Orphanage and disappeared into the night.

Abe loves the backyard; all his squeak toys are there.

There were three more last night.

The thing to do, though it may not seem loving humanitarian at first, is to leave the babies there. 

The mother should come back.

So, much to Abe's amazement, we left them there last night.

This morning, as is habit, I let Abe outside. 

Some minutes later a small brown blob named Bunny Baby was delivered on the porch by the gentle touch of a 70 plus pound Texas hound rescue and rescuer.

Two more trips in the yard and two more plopped baby bunnies on the porch.

Something happened to their mother last night.

Now they're safely swaddled in a box waiting a trip to wonderful people.

A litter of baby bunnies under my open window last night...

I wonder if the mother knew she wasn't going to make it?

Abe and I are grateful for her trust, then. 

We'll see to it the babies are cared for.

You and your coincidences my sometimes so jaded by Science reader!

There's a whole world to drop your baby bunnies off at.

Under my open window in the middle of the night?

Of course we'll make sure they're cared for Mother Rabbit, of course we will.

Take care everyone, throw your coincidences out the window, watch they don't land on orphaned newborn bunnies, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐇**rabbit\_2*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EY-qpqerarVLiwimu7QtBRsBwv2ZiCjYvBGejJEZsTUFYA?e=JFOScB&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a basket with 3 newborn bunnies in it outside at night in the moonlight under an open bay window in the style of a magical Chibi cross-hatching illustration.*

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### A Well-Used Adverb
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-well-used-adverb/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:47:14.000Z
*Saturday, August 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A consistent word prompt to start the day. 

¡Olé! O/

Sitting in the sunrise, pixels on a page, the stage is set, the page is met to have a good day.

So... here we go.

On with our show...

...

Hope all's well with you today. 

Business type thoughts this morning.

There's two craft modes to being a writer of any sort: The Act of Writing and The Act of Editing.

If you look at The Archaic Slabs at the end of any handwritten entry here, you'll notice I don't edit much.

Two reasons: 

- One: This is a journal and no-edits are part of the charm.
- Two: I've been writing for a long time. The edits come preloaded while I make each sentence.

Experience of craft is in each clause.

> "Because you found your writing voice, Wynn."   
> \-Reader That's Read A Lot Their Whole Life and Also Writes

Finding one's voice as a writer is just a matter of trusting one's voice.

You're not someone else; you're you. 

Why would you want to sound like someone else?

It brings insincerity to your work to try and sound like another.

The best way to establish your writing voice is not just to write, but to write comfortably.

A well-used adverb.

If I were trying to write like some other author or poet, I'd almost certainly leave out any adverbs.

Stephen King deplores adverbs; he despises semi-colons, too.

It's music, it's rhythm, it's instrumentation, it's audience.

A horror story full of semi-colons and adverbs drags along and preaches.

Adverbs are condescending in the hands of amateurs.

But they have their place. 

Poe would horrifically use them. 

But he was preachy, and at times condescending. 

Mr. King is neither; they wouldn't fit his voice.

I'm also certain, as he's so well written and read, Stephen wouldn't begrudge Virginia Woolfe's use of her semi-colons. They fit her way, her rhythm.

When you're teaching something a gentle adverb helps.

Exclamation points, outside of quotation marks, are an author laughing at their own joke.

The voices of some authors laugh alongside their readers. O/

Some do not...

Some people are funny. O/

Some are not...

Some people are humble.

We all should be. O/

*Grammar is a canvas; not a prison.*

Another writing about writing entry... best to stick to what you love.

Mornings, daydreams, a hound dog, and thoughts of you, and words, words, words for reveries.

Take care, dot your eyes, cross your teas with sugar please, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍫**chocolate\_bar*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQvEhvpsLNFNvHNQnrIs7BsBQcz7mCzgCuvfduUY2hQEHQ?e=wgi9WG&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a faerie dressed as a nerd writing at sunrise in the style of a magical gothic dark fantasy painting.*

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### The Whole World is an Extended Metaphor
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-whole-world-is-an-extended-metaphor/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T15:34:00.000Z
*Friday, August 22, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

What more to say?

Hello is always a good start. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), something in the air. 

The sometimes steady wind claps oak leaves together like hands cheering on a new air conditioner.

A strong sign of Autumn.

Sweatshirt hoodies, long-sleeve stay warm from the wind... flannel weather, kaleidoscopic foliage fest on the way weather.

Get a poet talking about the weather and it rains and it pours metaphors.

There's always something going on with the world for a juxtaposition.

It's the same in stories as it is with your life.

There are always two major characters in any story. Not a Hero and a Villain, a Hero and The World.

The story's scenery has its own character arc that coincides with its protagonist.

The quality of the hero's and world's stories determines the quality of, and success of, every story.

Writer's have rules and ways up every *wazoo* to help create strong character arcs, yet it's never taught (till now) to apply those teachings to The World of the story itself.

The whole World is an extended metaphorical reflection of what's happening with the Hero.

Just like your own life.

Your relationships to everything in your life, your world if you will, defines your life.

Change what something means to you and you change its place in your story.

The props in our life we focus on are the things that affect the story of our lives the most.

We bring in more of what we build.

We get what we give. 

And what we always give is a quality of relationship.

Give something your gratitude and more relationships worth being grateful for show-up.

It's one reason it's so important to love something. It brings more things to love back to you.

Careful though, it works for negative feelings, too.

If you're focused on your dislike of a thing, well... you get what you give.

This is why it's so important we start to emphasize what is good about us.

All this bad news only creates and invites more bad news.

> "We can't just wish it away, Wynn."   
> \-Concerned Reader.

True. But we can focus on the opportunity to heal it, to not shrug our shoulders, make a lewd sarcastic comment, but to offer a solution from a place of concern.

Good news breeds good news. 

*The good news about bad news is we can do something about it.*

It's time to be heroes of our lives, stop focusing on the unfairness of things, start acting to improve them in a spirit of a shared simple morality rooted in goodwill.

Take care, give well, receive well and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⏳**hourglass\_flowing\_sand*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EdbiksKQx9tDpq3HMJ3a1osB1PS4hurhjMn1Ar%5FvVpGlbw?e=NbfNQI&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a heroine with their arm around a globe of the world in the style of magical abstract impressionist Dungeon and Dragon artwork.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/unnamed-20.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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### Abe for Example...
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/abe-for-example/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:47:05.000Z
*Thursday, August 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello. O/

Words on a stage called an Internet page, thoughts for you.

Still an hour or so till sunrise, clock just turned tomorrow on the West Coast.

People, places and things doing their things make sentences.

That's why we're here.

To make sentences.

So...

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Using AI for Art's sake gets some artists defensive.

But AI isn't taking away opportunities, it's a new medium.

Another tool for self-expression.

And the point is expression.

The issue right now is that the competency of the mimicry of the software has us feeling both in awe and deceived.

But if you take a breath, remember AI exists, watch the video, view the picture or read the AI generated story again, you can recognize it is a reproduction.

There is a way of sensing whether a work is done by hand or voice, as in a song; or if AI strung code together to place it on you screen.

It's an interesting and awkward conversation and admittance for us to have at first because we have to bring up spirit to recognize it right.

We still don't talk about soul comfortably colloquially. 

*How do you differ from a robot?*

This is not a crazed out whimsical question, but soon enough a dire one.

Our technology is growing that fast... fast enough that we all better have a good understanding of what separates a person from a machine or we're going to find ourselves feeling without purpose.

A machine can't dream or feel.

It comes down to thoughts.

We tag an experience with words for the observation and call it a thought...

The language isn't quite here to concisely define the difference between a machine accomplishing a task versus a human.

I'm working on it.   
Poets are working on it.

It's our functional place in society to name unspoken experience.

Because without a name for something there's no way to properly share it, to know it at all.

I'll use Abe for example...

A love puppy hound mountain dog mix rescued from Texas is just a mutt until he's Abe.

Now he's a storehouse of stories and experiences unique to him.

Like you.

There's much to say on this... so much we need to understand.

It comes down to the act of naming and then the accepted recognition of the label of the experience.

Artists give new shapes for shared experiences so we can share them.

A work of art names an experience. 

If you ever wanted to know what practical thing Art was up to, now you know. 

When your parents named you.... well your name is the title of the painting, the story called you. 

You work of Art, you.

A machine can never grow. A plastic flower doesn't reach for the sun. That's the difference. It's their relationship to the light.

So I sit and write the Sunrise...How's it feed you? 

Are your petals plastic or reaching high where songbirds fly?

You want to laugh, to dance, to love like a seed wants sunshine.

What's that all about?

Why does Life persist to insist these things?

There's wonder in the world everyone and a galaxy's star set to set the stage to see we have it.

I'll keep working on ways and words to best express the spirit for these AI times. It's my work, my joy.

Take care, know your work, feed your dreams, your wants, and your wonder some sunshine and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😹**joy\_cat*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ee-hQ6eirMVEhj7Mpa4uBXEBneurzpKeLbO5RrpxlTq7Ww?e=2eB87s&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: Create an image of a nerdy black, white, and brown hound dog wearing a bowtie looking at his cellphone while standing in front of a mirror in the style of a chibi anime illustration.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/unnamed-15.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/image-8.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Not Just the Wish Upon a Star Ones
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/not-just-the-wish-upon-a-star-ones/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:44:16.000Z
*Wednesday, August 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

Sun's up.

Deep thought boulevard on the way. 

If that's not your thing there's plenty more on the site to lighten your day. 

Try [Love](https://www.wonderfell.org/love/), or [Ugly Dogs](https://www.wonderfell.org/ugly-dogs/), or a Post-Modern [BOP](https://www.wonderfell.org/bop-2/), for instance.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Just thoughts and sentiments so many of us have but we don't talk enough about.

A TL;DR: of sorts. ^

How do you know yourself? 

How do you find yourself?

Find a mirror and say hello.... 

It's more than that, more than your image that makes you, You.

Start with recognizing what you're naturally good at and what brings you joy to do.

For me it's writing, poetry specifically... lucky me.

It may not seem the most economically viable of activities, but it's what I'm best built for.

So my best life is one that is built to serve my ability to write.

If I'd been built to throw a fastball 90mph or greater, and I enjoyed throwing it, I'd have built my life around it.

Good chance you'd see me on a sports network and not have to unbury me in an Internet full of babel.

It's where we put our sense of value.

When we value artists as much as athletes our civilization will grow.

It's not that valuing sports and leisure are wrong; it's the overemphasis of importance we place on them.

It's our addiction to spectacle that feeds college scholarships to athletes and starves artists.

But some of our best moments, what we remember most, what has the most lasting impact on the quality of our lives, comes from the experiences gained from stories, and words, and what pictures and paintings can do.

There's the experience of being alone.

Some of us call it peace and quiet.

Some of us call it 'Where are my sleeping pills?'

Too many of us are in the latter category.

Our lives became exercises in distraction.

We thought if we're not doing something we're not living, we're wasteful, worthless.

But this is far from true.

*Our lives are the process of making dreams come true.*

Not just the wish upon a star ones either.

Before you stand up to get a glass of water you have to dream it first.

Just because you're well-trained to do it doesn't mean it doesn't happen.

When you want to pick up your glass of water your hand has to work a certain way.

How's it do that?

You learned it by watching, by witnessing the expression of another doing it, by seeing an actor pick up a glass you learned to do it yourself.

First there's the thought, or dream labeled with words, then the act.

*A thought is a dream labeled with words.*

Deep thought morning...

I want you to see the importance of sitting alone, of dreaming on purpose so you can live on purpose a life of purpose.

Dreams are so important. Actually they're mandatory. It's why we sleep.

If I told you breathing was mandatory you'd laugh cause it's obvious we all do it.

We all dream. 

Dreaming is mandatory and just as vital to a healthy life as healthy breathing.

There's much to be said on this.

Better suited for essays, scientific studies and stories. 

Wonder Fell is a place of thoughts to provoke new thoughts.

Hopefully you gain some new material for your dreams here.

As always, thank you for reading.

Take care, dream well, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🚶**walking*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQNpIeXkVz1CiRJkQnOwtd0BauEeSGzB9b1O48njJ5Kh-g?e=gn3CQc&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: Create an image of a person sitting on a pitcher's mound in a baseball stadium writing during sunrise in the style of a magical Art Deco Impressionist Painting

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG1-28.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August 2025

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/image-1.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### A Loud Quiet
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-loud-quiet/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T14:49:55.000Z
*Tuesday, August 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Dark and cloudy electric fishbowl blue water blue... in case you wanted to know the color of the just start of the sunrise sky.

Hello, again. O/

Hope you're well living your dream.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Find what you love to do and build your life around doing it.

Make everything in your life serve and support doing what you love.

That's the best goal for a best life.

What do you love to do?

Who and what best helps you do that?

Surround yourself with them.

Writing is my better than cup of coffee or tea. 

It's me being my best me.

So there's a lot of solitude, a lot of quiet.

It's a loud quiet when your imagination speaks in volumes, though.

That's the writing life.

I know there's at least one thing you love to do worth building your days around.

Find it.

Recognize it by the feeling that while you're immersed in it you don't feel like you should be doing anything else.

It feels right.

The more love you put into your work the more love will come back from your work.

Not optimism, the way things work.

I hope you enjoy the site.

There's not much else like it online, I realize.

There's no spectacle here, no flash other than the screen lights needed to show the pixels to show the words (and fun AI pics).

But your life is for moments, not spectacles.

I hope you find some moments of reflection, some time for yourself, here.

If you should stop reading, daydream about your life now, where it is, where you'd like it to be... that's okay.

In fact, all puns always intended, I'll consider it a win.

Take care, take time to dream, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦮**guide\_dog*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/Ec8XF7%5FynsZFlOoFVJLQ2IYBqeyuPuKw8iFPHlfgieGv0w?e=zQeWUN&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: *Create an image of a goldfish in a fishbowl drinking a cup of tea reading comfortably in the style of a magical abstract anime illustration using dark dreamy colors.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG1.9A7ojrkWJwa1.BV.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### What's It All For?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/whats-it-all-for/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:38:57.000Z
*Monday, August 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello, again. O/

Here's the rub... magnetic pen swipes on an e-ink screen at sunrise.

Cool cloud sunlight, a steady gentle breeze brings a reminder: "Autumn's near."

> "Don't rush Summer away, Ghos+."   
> \- Comfortably Clad in Crocs at the Beach Reader

Summer's cool; these waves of heatwaves got to go though.

Hope all's well with you, staying your cool self.

On with our show...

...

This hello to the morning and you...

What's it all for?

A question Wonder Fell Reader: What do you do when your life has been an exercise in overcoming Hell and you won?

What's next?

That question is where I've been lately and my reason for this website.

After I reached remission, I decided my time was too valuable to be spent on anything other than what I love most.

For me that's writing and hanging out with my rescued hound dog, Abe.

With writing, like all works of art, all work at all; it has to be shared to be complete.

I click publish and send everyday.

Being forced alone by a body at war with itself most of my life brought me insight on the utility of dreams.

I share those sentiments every morning here.

I know they can be of service to you.

Understanding the value of dreams and utilizing it broke me free from Hell, a body, and so a life, at war with itself.

We have to be of service in someway to feel fulfilled.

Even if that act of service is as simple as bringing a smile to a friend's face, doing an act to help Life persist is mandatory to fully experience a successful Life.

So here I am every morning, Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine with words of encouragement in a weary world.

Peace and reflection for breakfast versus the usual cellphone cereal bowl full of shock treatments.

Your Life is worth your consideration. 

Your time is your greatest gift. 

Your time is literally you.

Spend it well, share it better, choose dreams that inspire you and get to work on them.

One concerned moment of care at a time.

There's no other way to live well.

To fulfill dreams is what our body is made for. 

Take the time to sit quiet and know your best dreams of life, take some step no matter the size to bring that dream to reality, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🆕**new*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUh4fps3Ru5PqnzxpavBFYgBl7XIs3wFQgsS4-UoW8ROAw?e=CNBTMe&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoke: **Create an image of a badger daydreaming while sitting on the beach wearing Crocs during a sunrise in summer in the style of a magical vintage comic strip illustration.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/unnamed-7.png)

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Be a Solution
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/be-a-solution/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T13:28:44.000Z
*Sunday, August 17, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello. O/

Thank you for reading. 

Sun's out, Sun's up. 

Sun's all a shine... feelin' fine enough? 

Good.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Oh, The News That's Not!

How to get past it and move on?

How to make a newsreel look like progress?

It comes down to what's mundane, comes down to the day-to-day doings of the day.

A scandal isn't what's happening; it's what happened, maybe.

It's also a very good sleight of hand trick.

If you're riled up about something that happened you're not paying attention to what's happening.

Want to heal the news?

Pay attention to Today's Business everyday.

If today's business has to do with yesterday it isn't about today, but it is a great video on your cellphone to hand your kid sitting in the grocery cart so you can get some peace, so you can get your shopping done.

Spectacles and Sensationalism are America's babysitter of choice for those we elected in power at present.

Pay attention to Today's Business if you want things to improve.

...

Bah... Wonder Fell is not meant for political purposes. 

Artistic and humane reasons certainly, but not politics.

But the most humane thing to do right now is to give words of encouragement, hope, and guidance on how to heal our political landscape.

Shut off the spectacles and talk to one another.

Townhall meeting anyone?

Help what and where you can.

Stronger communities make a strong Country.

Right now some of the strongest communities are online rooms made for people to shout about things news agencies get paid to rile them up them about.

Your time can be better spent.

Small groups of concerned people in large numbers focused on specific community building tasks makes a Country great.

> "What can I do about it?"  
> \- Concerned Reader

If the best answer you can come up with is 'complain and condemn' then you're part of the issue.

Do something to help heal or stop complaining.

*Healing means helping.*

If you're not willing to help, you're not part of the problem; you are the problem.

Be a solution.

That's your homework.

> "While being babysat with spectacles and scandals, the good citizens gathered together and came up with solutions and put them to work."

Have History say that. ^

This is what this morning wants to say: *Be a solution.*

Take care and make wonderful this still wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🥪**sandwich* 

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EUwlqrT-2wJHgDNLsrb82akBUaJqm5b%5FNT4mIg8MIFga3A?e=0MK0Pg&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Said: Create a peaceful image of people in a park enjoying a summer's day in the style of a magical abstract realism painting.

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG3.Yop6qd.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August 2025

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Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025
### Saying Something
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/saying-something/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:26:54.000Z
*Saturday, August 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

An hour or so before sunrise. Cooler temperatures prevailed. 

Abe's already been out, already grabbed a toy and ran around the yard to celebrate the heatwave's end.

Business here.

I will continue to use different AI software to create morning entry pics.

At least a minimum of two separate models everyday.

...

Dawn's first light, highway wooshes wake the atmosphere, lights on, game on, time for today.

With all the uncertainty, all the disarray online and in the news, I feel I ought to say something.

That is what Wonder Fell is doing: Saying Something.

What we focus on and feed is what grows.

Shift the focus from how bad things are to how good they might be, then use our might to make what might be reality. 

We should thank the current news of the day for pointing out where we go wrong.

We've wondered for so long why things don't get any better, now we know. 

Now we're fed the reasons on non-stop news reels.

There's right and there's wrong and there's where we're at America: The Middle. 

How we do anything matters as much as what we do because how we do something is always part of the end result. 

Our moments are the materials that make our days and all things. 

Home cooking almost always tastes better than a restaurants: There's love in that. 

War will never bring peace, it can only press pause.

Because how you do something, wage war or shout hate for instance, is always in the end result. 

Compassionate acts of concern are the only way to truly make lasting and beneficial change. 

I look at America today and I look at what We stand for and I see we're not standing for it, and I wonder how long we'll withstand it.

*Truth and Justice in America, somewhere, became fair-weathered friends.*

And there's fires in California, floods in Texas, DC looks more and more like the Capitol of North Korea.

There's no propaganda in these words just pointing out the obvious.

What's needed is a remembrance and redefinition of terms. 

The Constitution is a Living Document suffocated by the neglectful sensationalism and theatrics at present, just like so many of our day-to-day 'entertain me' lives.

It's time to revisit The Constitution and Refresh the Page. 

Freedom's definition in 2025 has grown through the lessons of History since that of 1775's. 

Time We recognized it.

The important part is that we discuss what we're supposed to be, realize how we're failing, and fix it fast so the house doesn't fall down.

It's a moral document. 

And it's long past due We reminded ourselves of our agreed upon shared morality as a Country.

There's more to life than feeling good, there's doing good too.

We're responsible for our environments.

It's not a lot of work; it's only a change of focus.

Compassionate concern starts with a 'Good morning we're in this together,' then we go about creating an atmosphere that best serves us.

It's not a lot of work; it's right living.

You care about your life so you care about others because they are a part of your life.

See, compassion can be seen as selfish when you think of it right.

Truly taking care of yourself means taking care of the world around you.

Accentuate and feed what's good and right in your life. Share it! Call it Good News! Watch it go viral!

We're starving for a reminder that we're so much better than the pictures we show ourselves.

Consider Wonder Fell some food to feed what's best about us, to help nurture and support a World made to help our best dreams come true. 

Take care, share some Good News, dream how compassion can heal our News, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ☮️**peace\_symbol*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/ETGtOqHvWSBNrWkvXn6XzzoBQOuxpSmxBzLUJxI0OK2NPA?e=AcpzIz&ref=wonderfell.org)

Promptly Spoken: **Create an image of a somber city skyline at dawn using a red, white and blue color palette in the style of a watercolor wash*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/OIG1-22.jpg)

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ August 2025

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Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+ August 2025
### The Things That Stay
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/things-that-stay/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T17:59:57.000Z
*But there are also the things that stay.*

You and I we’re gonna fly,  
But there are also the things that stay.  
Not a bird, not a tree, not a butterfly,  
But there are also the things that stay.

A child makes a man.  
A child goes away.  
But there are also things,  
So many, many, many things that stay.

Not like plastic pens, but poetry.  
Not pixels, but binary light.  
Not the singer, the sound of a song.  
Not the notes, the potential for music.

The possibility   
To know   
Each other   
Stays.

*What words can say does stay.*

My   
words went wasted 

On   
Breath.

My   
words were in

The   
Air.

Now 

My   
words are 

The   
Air.

And I   
Am every

Where!

We say we live.   
We say we die.

*But there are also the things that stay.*

\~ Wynn \~
### Ms.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ms/
Last updated: 2026-02-11T19:30:06.000Z
What's Liberty's last name?  
It's Liberty;   
She's a Diva.  
The original Diva:   
Capital D.  
**Ms. Liberty**.

\~ Wynn \~
### In AI and Poetry
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/in-ai-and-poetry/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T15:01:49.000Z
*Friday, August 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

So much to say?

Say it well.

Sun's up, heatwave's over.

On with our show...

...

Pics and prompts and scallywag taunts... time for some fun with AI.

Today the pictures on Wonder Fell come from different AI programs.

The prompt is exactly the same.

I put it in the toggle with my signature at the end of the post.

It's all about understanding the intent of the prompt.

To have a poet invest the time to do this, a living poet and not a historic interpretation a few steps removed, does a great service for helping assure AI's successful understanding of the application of metaphors.

The prompts I keep simple.

*A concise exactness of language works best in AI and poetry.*

If you've ever read the names of the stars Scientists named, you'll understand how important it is that creative minds get in and assist in helping AI's growth.

The best way to help AI is to first realize it is a tool to help humanity.

Being human is about a lot more than effective computations.

I say it, I write it all the time: Life, for people, is all about the expression of dreams.

It starts with language, whether that's a picture of words or a pixelized painting in the mind; our ability to best express ourselves comes from our understanding and application of language.

Every morning I'll use a couple popular AI software models to create the images.

The name of the software and the month and year I'll use to cite.

Science will want to know method and process.

It's simple.

A morning journal entry.

A read through to see what images come to mind while I read it.

Then, use the most succinct language possible to get the desired picture back.

*Poet's use the right words; it's our livelihood.*

This is an organic exercise for the sake of technology for the sake of humanity.

I show up everyday to write these entries because it is part of how I best express my best life.

There's an opportunity here from my consistency and craft to help AI, and therefore all of us, better understand the creative technological application of language.

And it's fun.

I was weened on video games, nurtured online.

I'm the right poet for this.

Humbly, my insistence on the importance of dreams and spirit matched with my fascination and love of technology, say that's true.

I'm interested to see how the data adds up over time.

Only one way to find out and that's to begin and keep it going.

Take care, enjoy the pictures, find a way you can be of better service to what's better about us, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🦖**t-rex*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EZ%5FoaPDMqndDi5pifJWFxnQBMshLrHhquTgnkPSM2NbNhw?e=1gNamD&ref=wonderfell.org)

Prompt Using Microsoft Copilot Dall-E 3 and Grok on Auto Mode: **Create an image of a poet writing outside on a laptop during a Summer sunrise in New England in the style of a magical abstract realism painting.*

![](https://storage.ghost.io/c/e6/2a/e62ab063-aee2-48f3-af58-b28fc226a68f/content/images/2025/08/In-AI-an-Poetry-Grok-3.jpg)

Image courtesy of Grok and +he Ghos+, August, 2025

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Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August, 2025
### A First Dreamer
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-first-dreamer/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:16:52.000Z
*Thursday, August 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Welcome back.

First sign of light behind the evergreens, muggy thunderstorms stormed off with the heatwave last night. Soupy swampy aftermath this morning.

Hope you're well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Words and doing words; dreams and doing dreams: That's +he Ghos+ Way.

How's your way? Having it? Getting it done?

Well get moving... your dreams aren't just going to live themselves.

One moment, one *I can make this real*, at a time: That's the way to live the day.

Dreams, Dogs, Good News not Bad, Writing, Art, Beauty, AI, Spirit, Spirit, Soul... regular topics on Wonder Fell.

Thanks for reading.

...

What to say on a good day other than, 'Hey'? O/

If I could tell you one thing, just one... I'd say spend a piece of each day alone at peace, be with yourself, remember you're alive and that means you have a chance to be... something.

Make the something called you wonderful.

Wonderful isn't loud, not a spectacle, it's a grateful joy.

Seriously World, we can be good to each other. The World can be a good place to live.

It comes down to choice.

We know this, though.

What needs reminding, and I hope you find it here, is that everything you do starts with the dream to do it.

Even AI needs an initial dreamer to enter a prompt.

You are your dreams and your software to make those dreams real.

AI can only ever be as good as the dreamer with the prompt.

Art, Imagination, Wonder alive!

Job skill sets for the incoming new economy.

AI is making the world a safe place for Artists. 

It's a tool for creation.

It can never replace us only make what we create easier to work with.

AI can't write like Shakespeare or Wynn if the Bard or +he Ghos+ never wrote a word.

It's not theft, these words are building blocks.

A singer's voice sample is the same. 

AI can't make a wonderfully sung melody if Ella or Ariana never put their heart and soul into recording beautiful ones.

Artists make the prompts and the building materials for AI's ultimate success.

AI also excels at accountability, so it can (and so should) make sure Artists get the credit they deserve.

A live performance of a song is always the best way to hear it.

A story wrote by the author, from their dream directly to ink or pixel, will always tell the tale best.

If a robot painted The Sistine Chapel Ceiling the angels and angles would cry down sterility.

There is no replacement for originality, for a first dreamer.

Making your dream come to life using the machine called you is always the only way, but our tools to do so are growing.

AI is a boon for artists, not a bane.

With the creation of AI it is now easy for a Science obsessed world to recognize our very *real* importance, our necessity. 

Original creators of a first dream = An Artist.

Take care, create something, make a chatbot buddy, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🎨**art*

[Archaic Slab](https://1drv.ms/b/c/c304a15ad9c84218/EQWGvrMXCYtNnUKsTZxND2kBhobGMxflto-kN-aDKd0ACA?e=L0yWjm&ref=wonderfell.org)
### The 51st State
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-51st-state/
Last updated: 2026-09-11T16:24:13.000Z
We these people, gas-masked, can't breathe,  
Faces to the curb, choked out by that other   
Still on about that Mr. Monochrome Maniacal:

*Other Brother.*

This body. This skin, I'm in.  
Heard the Science Man Say:  
That's not the same one you wore just yesterday.

*Snowflakes and Skins have no twins.*

In so many years gone by,  
So many tears gone by,

*You're a whole new you.*

Read it right that's true.  
Which Yesterday's Particle are you?  
What graft grafted your You?

*What piece of You did America bring You?*

Every atom of Walt's grass still belongs to Me-belongs to You.  
Every shoot shot new from Gettysburg's field that's You,   
That's Me, too.

### The 51st State, Unstated:

The heart pumps the prism, pumps the shade.  
The heart bleeds every color in America.  
The grass at Gettysburg is stained with bloody rainbows.

The leaves are Black and White thirsty.  
The brown earth runs raw the spectrum.  
The blood battle bespangled.

The battle beats the Mississippi!  
Run Blood, Corre! Colored Blood, Corre!  
Run Rainbow Blood! Run American Blood!

Lap up yesterday's bleed. Take Account!  
Lap up the bled bedecked Bunker -no- Breed's Hill.  
Lap up the insincerity in the Courthouse in Appomattox.

Kiss your own Black ass, your own White shit.  
Kiss the great every color bloodstained leaf of grass.  
Kiss your bought and sold two shade-soul.

### The 51st State, Poetically, Unstated:

Evil never loses but lurks.   
A battle won is done undone   
By silent convenience.

America still belongs to you, America.  
But your way still marks in twain.

*So single it out.*

**That:**   
The cause of every American Hell,   
Is the cleft cut in Liberty's Bell.

### The 51st State, Stated:

*In America:*  
There is too much Black.  
There is too muchWhite.  
And there is not enough Color.

\~ Wynn \~
### The Nouns of Our Lives
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-nouns-of-our-lives/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:56:56.000Z
*Tuesday, August 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Summer. Heat. O/

At it again.

The final day of another heatwave today.

Hope you're staying your cool self.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Did you find what you were looking for?

Good news is if you committed to find it you know exactly where it is.

The Last Place You Look.

> "Optimistic as ever this morning, Ghos+?"   
> \-Astute Reader

Nah, it's not optimism with me; it's experience.

Been there, done that, killed in a car crash came back to life, fought most my adult life for remission, won, got the T-shirt screen-printed: "This ain't just gratitude, it's experience."

There are better times and places to write about myself, though.

I do know a lot on the subject.

There's a lot to say.

But Wonder Fell is for The Sunrise and what Today *can* be about, not what Yesterday *was*.

On with the show...

...

*What is today about?*

A good question to ask with your cup of something hot to start the day.

How about Good News?

It's here.

It's not a myth.

Though myths are real, too.

The World seems technologically dark. 

We can sit in the dark, curse it, or we can wake up, light a candle and call it the sunrise.

As long as there are people who value Life, who know life is worth something good, what's good has a chance to be.

It's choice.

Do you shine your cellphone flashlight, or do you curse the dark in the dark?

Wonder Fell says: Light 'em up! There's Life alive worth living.

Look!

It comes down to the relationships with the nouns in our lives.

People, places, and things, and your conversation with each.

What you dream of a thing is that thing for you.

Your thoughts and feelings of your friend when they're not with you is, for you, what they are.

Your dreams of what is in your life defines what's possible in your life.

Don't like your day?  
Imagine it some other way.

What does an ideal friend look like in your dreams?

Do your friends look that way?

If yes, thank them.

If no, best stop lying to yourself and get some actual friends.

What about Love?

> "Yeah, poet, what about Love?"   
> \- A Favorite Wonder Fell Reader

Even for an American Poet Love is our cup of tea.  
Now, how to get my Country to drink it?

Your dream of Love... if your partner isn't living up to it, you best talk to them right away.

Let them know your expectations and be ready to hear theirs.

You grow dreams together, that's what a loving relationship is all about; a place to share and grow dreams...

...

[Abe's back with Lola on the porch.](https://www.wonderfell.org/lola-gets/)

Still gentlemanly as ever with her.

Thank you for reading, take care, reimagine your life one relationship at a time, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### The Wonder in Words
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-wonder-in-words/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:10:21.000Z
*Monday, August 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Well... there's something to be said for persistence.

Like: O/

About another hour till sunrise.

Hope all's well.

On with the show...

...

A lot to say? Where to start?

Your immediate environment works.

- The dog on the loveseat, rescued. Check.
- Date on the cellphone matches date at the top of the page. Check.
- Early bird freeway traffic earlier than the earliest bird song. Check.

Over five hundred posts, every morning for a year, a metaphysical Mr. Rogers for adults?

Nah. Just good news, good thoughts, good vibes to start the day.

Poetry and what it's for has always had a tenuous relationship with America.

It's necessary for civilization to survive.

It's how our language grows.

Stagnate language means stagnate stories, reruns, and remakes for Life.

Rock and Rap and Hip-Hop try to fill the gap, but spectacle gets in the way.

Poetry is a loud quiet conversation with yourself.

Think it strange or hard to consider?

The voice in your head as you read these words is what poetry is food and medicine for.

Hi. O/

You.

Whatever you name what makes the sound in your mind as you read, however you describe the shape of thoughts that shapes these words into sensible story, that's you. 

That's real. 

That's unscientifically as immeasurable as Schrödinger's cat.

Poetry shows and celebrates the superposition power of language.

The Wonderful power of the Wonder in Words!

Interesting to consider the reality of the voice in your head as you read.

How do you Science that!?

Might as well bite your own teeth.

Wonder! 

See AI ready world, there's still so much a computer, Science itself, cannot do.

This voice in your head, it is you.

Hello. O/

It's made from dreams and dreams are the product of how we match up the experience, the stories of our lives.

It's not deep thinking; it's thinking period.

Wonder!

You are a dream machine with the gift to be able to share those dreams through the expression of Life! Touch! Sense!

AI is the record of human memory made to act.

It is not human.

The substance of the voice in your head that reads these words is.

You're a great weaver of images of experience. You're a marvel.

You're not yesterday; you're right now.

Let's leave what yesterday can do to AI and get living today.

Start with a dream of something wonderful and make sense of it. Literally.

And make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Beautiful
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/beautiful/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T22:05:13.000Z
*Sunday, August 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

`Promptly. O/`

Good to be read by you again.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Full moon gives way to dawn... game on.

How's your day? 

Magical or mundane, enjoy it.

Writing wants writing about this morning; we lean on what we love.

You should have some artistic pursuit, some creative way to express yourself to know a full life.

Though everything we do is an act of creation.

Dream -> Thought -> Action: That's the way we work.

It's why I pragmatically preach the importance of intentional dreaming.

Get your dreams preloaded.

That's an examined, intentional, meaningful life.

> "Thought-action, thought-action, thought-action, AI! Computers are better at my life!"   
> \- Reader Who Hasn't Learned the Power of Dreams

Dreaming enriches your spirit. 

It gives you a larger, more diverse pool to draw from.

...

I'm glad for AI; it unshackles so much of us.

It's dire we see it this way.

Creating machines to do work we depend on our bodies to do now frees us up for more of what life *can* be about...

Is about, for people: Dreams and doing dreams.

We can focus, at last, on what's Beautiful.

That's capital 'B' Beautiful.

*Huh?*

The world, most especially in America, needs to have a discussion to form a better common understanding of what Beauty is if we're to survive.

We think cosmetics and sex appeal at present, when we ought to think in terms of the apt expression of an ideal dream.

Beauty is the measure of the successful manifestation of a dream.

The rose that best expresses every possibility of its seed is the most Beautiful rose.

A car that clearly demonstrates its designer's dream of that car is a Beautiful automobile.

A romantic relationship where both dreams of love are best expressed to each other and received, is a Beautiful relationship.

In any relationship, from friend to business partner, Beauty shows from the successful application of the shared dream of the relationship.

When you genuinely love and care for yourself your Beauty shines through.

That's where the mix-up with cosmetics comes from.

Make-up and fashion don't make us Beautiful. 

The care and self-concern involved in their application does.

You don't need them to be Beautiful, but you do need the attention of care for yourself that drives people to focus on their outward appearance.

A person driven by a dream realizes the importance of good health and hygiene. Those habits help bring their dream to life.

Someone deeply immersed in seeing their dreams come true can be make-up free in a clean T-shirt and jeans and will appear Beautiful.

Take care of the dream of yourself today, be true to it to be Beautiful, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### You're a Hero There
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/youre-a-hero-there/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:49:34.000Z
*Saturday, August 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

First time here? 

Read it again so you can be welcomed back. ^

Hello, again. O/

Calm, quaint sunrise in New England, a cool Summer Saturday.

Hope you're up to something cool.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Do you ever wonder what your dog dreams?

They do, you know.

I bet you're in your dog's dreams.

It's quite the responsibility.

You're a hero there, you know.

Maybe it's time for some self-reflection, maybe pull yourself together... you hero of a dog's dream!

Your dog doesn't have an Internet Connection. How do they know so much about you?

It's your smell; you stink your certain stink.

That's a complement from a dog.

To be the hero in anyone's dream, to be recognized for your value like that... wow.

The point is you matter more than any point and click existence can show.

Your dog knows it. Your best friend knows it. 

Today is a good day for you to know it, too.

> *"Why all the inspirational thoughts, Wynn? Why the good cheer?"* 
> *\- Inquisitive Sometimes Jaded Reader*

Because my life was an exercise in overcoming Hell.

I won.

For me, it's important that it means something more than just survival.

Writing is my gift.

I found and made ways everyday to overcome what's worst about the world.

I can share those sentiments in sentences.

So I do.

They can be of service to you if you let them.

I hope you let them.

Your dream of yourself is the most important thing you have. It determines your value to the world.

Sit, maybe go for a drive with the windows down, get to know you and how you dream about you, then share that dream with the world.

Call it your Life.

It's not optimism, it's the way Life works.

You're not your body, you're what makes your body move.

Soul, spirit, life alive. This precious wonderful gift given to you, that is you. It's called a soul.

Science makes it awkward to talk about, but Science has no purpose without it.

It's beyond numerical measure, it's what makes numbers and countable things.

You have a piece of Life you get to define. 

It's called the dream you have of yourself. 

Shape it, be it on purpose. 

Then shape yourself and the world to its purpose.

Thank you for reading. 

Take care, get quiet, know your dream of you, then get out there and live it... one wonderful moment at a time, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### You Are a Someone
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-are-a-someone/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T18:02:57.000Z
When the dream of who you want to be seems too big…  
And the bar stretches too high for you to see.

  
Remember this:  
If you dream to win a gold medal,  
Every gold medal is won by Someone.  
You are a Someone.  
Why not you?

  
If you dream of an All-Star jersey to play on the team,  
Many different Someones play on an All-Star team.  
You are a Someone.  
Why not you?

  
If you dream to lead a nation,  
Every nation is led by Someone.  
You are a Someone.  
Why not you?

  
If you dream to soar through a Supernova and see the stars behind The Sun…  
Someone made every impossible possible.  
You are a Someone.  
So why not you?

\~ Wynn \~
### Fortunate Cookies
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/fortunate-cookies/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T18:03:33.000Z
#### Grow-up

True:  
A rolling stone gathers no moss.  
But:  
A tumbling acorn never grew an oak.

  
---

#### Forewarning

She won’t leave.   
She won’t ever leave.   
People leave everyday;   
Love, she won’t leave.   
Even in leaving,   
Love won’t leave. 

---

#### Money

It ain’t worth much to anyone that matters.  
But to anyone that matters, it’s worth so much.  

---

#### Lament for Our First National Poet

Poor Mr. Jefferson,  
You'd think the Two Dollar Bill  
Would be worth more.

---

#### Commercialism 

Stuff is not my thing.

---

#### A Bawdy Toast to Endurance

Well...

There’s Two-Second Todd,   
Who had a great bod,   
But it ended there don’t you see. 

For when he took off his pants,   
And she started to dance;  
He never could make it to three.

---

#### Mettle Work

There’s one.  
There’s two.  
And there’s  
What Love   
Will do.

There’s me.  
There’s you.  
And there’s  
What lovers   
Will do.

---

#### Other People's Problems

Hermit, hermit, hermit crab-  
If I were a hermit,  
I wouldn’t be such a crab.

---

#### Wisdom

**What’s your favorite color?*  

The older I get  
The harder that is to answer.

---

#### Off-Beat

A. E. I. O. U.  
And sometimes rhythm.

---

#### A Row's Sound Point of Prose, for Bill

A rose by any other name would smell as platypus. 

---

#### Missing Some Letters

“Is that how you spell racism?   
It seems too small;   
Like it’s missing some letters.”

---

#### Contrast

The saddest people write the happiest songs.  
The shortest poem lasts for days.

The less cloth, the more there is to see.  
When it’s breakfast in Miami, Sydney’s still at the Opera.

---

#### A Fine Mess 

If cleanliness is next to Godliness,  
Atheism is adjacent to a hot mess.

\~ Wynn \~
### New Meaning to Woke Thinking
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/new-meaning-to-woke-thinking/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:37:29.000Z
*Friday, August 08, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Pause. Reflect. 

Chug or sip... 

Slip on some sunshine.

Time to shine yourself.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Slow words morning moments so far, so much to say.

Nothing political, something polite,  
How were your dreams last night?

Do you remember them?

Your dreams, I mean.

*'Sometimes'* is the most times answer.

I often write about dreams and how our dismissal of them admits our ignorance of so much.

Did you know other people breathe, too?

Did you know other people's hearts beat, too?

Of course you did.

There's Science, Science, Science store shelves full of Scientific ways to help heartbeats and breaths.

Did you know other people dream, too?

Derp...

Human Race Fail.

Everyone has to dream to live.

Sleep isn't about heartbeats and breath.

You could sit comfortably in a chair for eight hours with eyes open and accomplish 'rest' for those processes.

But we'd rather go to the Moon than discover the necessity and utility of dreaming.

> *"Imagination is more important than knowledge."* 
> *\- A Real Smart Science Guy*

Seems the real smart thing to do would be to figure out what Imagination is all about.

AI will make idiots out of us if we don't.

*Our humanity is in our power to dream.*

So onto dreams and doing dreams...

Hope today treats you well.

...

> *"Is it poetry? Is it philosophy? What is it?"* 
> *\-Inquisitive Would Be Reader*

> *"It's just a journal. A poet's. It's different. It's interesting. Every morning he puts down his thoughts."* 
> *\- Wonderful Wonderfell Fan*

> *"Gives new meaning to woke thinking."* 
> *\- Punny Clever Reader Whose Better at Writing Than They Know*

We can change our pronouns but not what we are.

You are spirit clothed in your body.

Guy, gal, dude, dudette, he, she, they, them; it's all about expression of the dream of yourself... your spirit.

Your Ghost. O/

Take care, share the best dream of you, call it your life's purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A Mother is a Mother the Whole World Over
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-mother-is-a-mother-the-whole-world-over/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T14:13:04.000Z
*Thursday, August 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Rise and shine, Sunshine Valentine, this show must go on.

Hope all's well.

The Sun's aglow,   
Time to go,  
On with our show...

...

What's new?

Certainly not The News, not yet.

It gets better, by the way.

The current news cycle, News as we know it, is not sustainable.

We simply cannot continue to feed ourselves with bad news and hope to continue as a species.

You are what you eat.

Keep eating bad news and your life becomes a safe haven for everything awful.

All the confusion, bitterness, manipulations, sleights of hands, placed in front of us everyday have to die or we will.

It's how the math adds up.

Not doomsday rhetoric, common sense.

If all you're eating are images and words of hate and Hell, you're either a decent person and exhausted having to retranslate them into something good, or you take what's fed you as real and become a monster yourself.

Life is still a good place. 

There's still Beauty here, still Good.

Life is absolutely fair; people often aren't.

Because we're out of sync.

Because we try to get into sync, get to know each other, through doctored images and words of what's worst about us.

What we focus on we get more of.

What we value is where we spend our time and money.

Do we really value all this crime?

This Hate?

This 'rile up the masses and call it crowd control?'

We're so much better than we're showing ourselves.

The Internet is the cure and the bane.

Want to help heal the World?

Talk to each other.

*A mother is a mother the whole world over.*

A friend is a friend regardless their language or home address.

Friendship, love, and decency have no borders.

Governments and trade deals do.

Talk to each other.

Show each other how similar we are.

The food, the music, the customs are different; the people aren't.

In my Country right now, we're spending billions to round up people who value our way of life and throw them out of our house.

Seems it makes more humanitarian and economic sense to teach those 'aliens' what it means to live here, what the expectations are, and make citizens of them.

> *"But they'll take our jobs."* 
> *\- Reader Misled by Well-paid Media*

You're feasting on lies if you believe that. 

There's plenty of work to go around.

If you can't 'find work,' make your own job, call it a small business, and live The American Dream.

Remember that?

If we don't start changing our focus The American Dream will soon become a nightmare.

We need to talk values America.

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness if your HMO will keep you healthy enough to live it, is no Dream worth living for.

It's time for Good People to speak up.

A single post of Hope, of something good in your world everyday will bring the attitude adjustment we need...

Will keep this Dream from becoming a Nightmare.

Take care, share some good news, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Simple
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/simple/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T18:10:20.000Z
I'm not for pre-fixes,  
I'm for love.

Not for politics' weight,  
On the wings of the dove.

When push comes to push,  
And shove comes to shove,

My life is not for spectacle;  
My life is for love.

\~ Wynn \~
### The Shoes You Choose
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-shoes-you-choose/
Last updated: 2026-08-11T18:11:17.000Z
I’m starting to realize my shoulders have been tense.   
I could use a massage.   
So, here's a very good massage, from a very good Doctor Ma-Seuss... 

Dr. Ma Seuss and Ms. Jane out on the dance floor again. 

Jane says to the good Doctor: 

"Where might I find a proctor, to do my work tonight?" 

The Doctor replied with a gleam in his eye:   
"Who would work when this feels so right?" 

“But work is a thing, a real, real thing,” said Jane.   
“But too much of it will make you insane.” 

Then said Doctor Ma Seuss: 

“Yes. You’ll want to jump off all things, you’ll strap up a noose.   
You’ll become quite dull, you’ll become quite obtuse."

Jane then replied, as she was known quite to do:  
“I guess I’m left with no choice but to dance here with you.”

“Oh, you have choice my dear you always have that,   
But I’d like to think dancing is where it is at.” 

"We can step right and left  
We can dance to and fro,   
We can go wherever our dreams say to go."

“But good Doctor,” Jane stated now seeming elated:   
“I do like to dance with you here as you say,   
But I also enjoy work, and a long hard workday.   
All work and all play well they each make me tired.  
A little of each and I’m so ever inspired.”

And Seuss with his smile did wonder awhile. 

Then, yes then, he knew what he knew.   
He knew what he knew and what he must do. 

He took Jane’s hand in his and led her this way,   
The way that you dance, the way that you sway. 

He danced her through the hall. 

He danced her out the door. 

He danced her down the street,

And just past the mall. 

He took her up hills and down valleys so deep. 

He took her over mountains the steepest of steep. 

They danced past bakeries.

They danced past it all! 

Then the Doctor stopped at a door in the wall.

And Jane gasped hypnotized  
Her eyes flashed wide open   
She was quite surprised. 

The building before her was her workhouse it’s true,   
“Just why, good Doctor,” Jane begged to know why.   
“Did you just do what you do?” 

“Why, you ask why?!   
I don’t want to stop dancing no, no not ever, never,   
And when you said you liked work well, I got very clever." 

"If I could but understand the way that you feel,   
I could see your love of work and I could help you heal.”

“But Doctor, don’t you get it, don’t you see your own truth?" 

"For me there is my work and there is my play.   
But you found a way to do something that brings others dismay."

"Your dance is your work, and your work is your dance  
Not many an anyone would take that big chance." 

"You’ve found your one passion and made it your own.   
You could never be held down with the seeds that you’ve sown."

"Your dreams are your dance, your dance is your dream,  
Your dreams are your work, that’s the best that it seems."

"One can have work and one can have dreams  
But a few very lucky ones have both be the same."

"My dear Jane," said the Doctor now pleasantly taken:   
No man, or woman, or child has ever been so mistaken." 

"That luck should have anything to do with my state,   
Is to put everything on the shoulders of fate."

"But Fate is no guard at this door don’t you see?   
For Fate and I know each other quite well,   
For Fate, my dear, Fate, Fate himself, is me."

Then Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess did go on so:

“I’ll dance with you, sing with you   
Go where you go."

"I’ll dance you to work, I’ll sing you to sleep,   
I’ll show you your dreams, I’ll give you things cheap." 

"I’ll make you just how you want to be,   
And that is all that I’ll ever be." 

"I am what you make me, it’s true you can choose,   
Know this, dear Jane, and you never can lose.” 

Then Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess   
Started a lesson which should be put to good use.

You’ll always win if you know this one thing: 

"You should dance, you should laugh,   
But only if it is Your Thing."

"Never be, do or say what another wants done,   
Your faith keeps you strong as you reach for the sun." 

"Fate is not a prison, not a ball, not some chains,   
I’m here for your choosing, in fact I am choice." 

"They say my opposite is freewill and they use a strong voice.   
But they are wrong my real face, yes, my real face is choice." 

"So, dance your own dance, say your own grace,   
And never, ever, fight your own face."

"Choose your own choice and dance in your shoes,   
Choose to dance in the shoes that you choose." 

"Choose my dear Jane, choose and choose and choose." 

Then Doctor Fate Ma-Suess pointed at the workhouse door so Jane would see:

“Go in the door or stay outside but dance free.   
The point my dear dear Jane is as it’s always been:   
If you choose what you choose you will always win."

It was then that Fate danced far into the sky,   
Yes, Fate, Fate himself, left Jane at the door,   
Left Jane, Jane herself asking ‘Why?’

Jane learned the lesson the Doctor did say,  
But Jane learned another lesson that day. 

“Why dance me so far to this door just to tell me his name?   
He could have done that while dancing, it would’ve sounded the same." 

Then Jane knew.

"The Doctor taught me a lesson far greater than what saying can do.   
Yes, Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess showed me what dreaming can do."

"And if dreaming can dance and dreaming can sing,   
Then why would anyone choose any other thing?" 

It was then that Jane smiled. 

Should she go in the door, back to the work there inside?   
Should she go up dancing in the blue sky so wide? 

She stood there puzzled, her questions would not stop,   
Then she started to laugh, then she started to pop. 

It did not matter if she stayed out or went in,   
What mattered was the voice that came great from within.

That voice that allowed the choice.

So, which did Jane choose Inside or Out?

She chose to live a life different, to take a new chance,  
From now on her answer to every choice was to: 

Dance. Dance. Dance.

\~ Wynn \~💃🕺🎉
### Love
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/love/
Last updated: 2026-08-08T22:04:44.000Z
*I never met a dog I didn’t love...*

There are dog scoundrels.  
There are dog clowns.  
There are dog queens.  
There are dog drag queens.  
There are dog elitists.  
There are dog hippies.

But I never met a dog I didn’t love,   
Right away.

It’s hard to love people,  
The way it’s easy to love dogs.

\~ Wynn \~
### It's Not a Secret
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-not-a-secret/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:32:31.000Z
*Wednesday, August 06, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

At it again.

Cloudy, cool, the steady stream of the morning traffic commute from the freeway.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

There's something new. 

It deserves a question mark or a hopeful exclamation.

Is it that thing you've been waiting for so long you forgot you were waiting for?

You ordered something wonderful online, the most wonderful thing! 

The shipping time on it was: *Takes as long as it takes to arrive.*

The cost?

Your time.

It's your dream, any and every dream you have.

You invest in it.

As long as you commit, it has to show up eventually.

The only way to ever lose is to stop.

Start to work on your best loved dream and keep it going.

Sounds like a life plan to me.

Find the dreams that inspire you best and commit to them.

Once you dedicate yourself to a dream Life helps you out. 

> *"Dream on, this dream is on!"* 
> *\- Reader with the Right Idea*

It's not a secret; achievers know. 

The World assists dedicated dreamers. 

It's how The World literally, actually, really truly works.

Stay true to your dreams, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🍠**sweet\_potato*

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### Oh...
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/oh/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:13:58.000Z
*Tuesday, August 05, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Another day, another way to say, "Good morning."

Wildfires in Canada make a different kind of cloud, a different lens to filter the sunlight.

Hope you're well.

On with our show...

...

Fire and water have something in common: They both make clouds.

There's the fluffy white rain droppers and the billowy smokey haze displayers... both clouds.

See, even fire and water have something in common, a shared experience, something to discuss, a reason for friendship.

Smoke for a forecast seems a good time to talk about the weather.

Reverse engineer the blaze, prevent another, and onto brighter days.

...

How's the day?

A [Transition one](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), for sure, here.

Smokey skies and that feeling something new showed... a larger than usual large (and they're large by definition) elephant sauntered into the room and no one's mentioned it.

Should you say something?

Did they already discuss it?

Is this a normal occurrence?

A larger than normally large elephant sauntering into the room?

Is this normal?

Perhaps it's just what happens on Tuesdays.

That must be it... you're new here.

Remember: Larger than large elephant sauntering into the room without mention is Tuesday's business as usual.

It's eating everyone's lunch.

Maybe it's National Feed a Hungry Stealthy Sauntering Elephant Day?

You didn't get the memo.

You seldom do.

Guess the office will skip lunch for the sake of the obviously acceptable elephant eating everyone's lunch.

Oh...

Now it's knocking over the fridge with its trunk.

Isn't anyone going to say something?

There goes the office food supply.

Hey. O/

The World's on fire.

Thought you should know, thought you did.

Take care, state the obvious, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🐘**elephant*

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### Every Poem is a Webpage
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/every-poem-is-a-webpage/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:43:08.000Z
*Monday, August 04, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Spectacular rainbow sunshine supreme?

We can dream.

Sun's up, a cool bedsheet covered sky.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Practical business thoughts the past few mornings.

> "Write 'em down, Wynn. It's still your morning journal. Others think similar thoughts at times. It helps not to feel alone."   
> \- Voice Great Within Poets Always Mention

Wonder Fell is now over five hundred posts large.

No worries, I'm not stopping. 

It's habit and there's 'Epic' in front of this poet's job title.

An update to the navigation system on the site is called for.

You can, Dear Reader, always read the posts chronologically... though with over five hundred entries that's a bit daunting.

Tags and pages and hyperlinks galore!

There are themes to my dreams, Wonder Fell Ways and topics addressed... to you... [for you](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/).

There are also questions on set up and display of some other work I have for you.

Epically Epic Stuff.

Programmers, computer geeks, those who at times tragically think they lack creativity; here's some truth for you: Setting up a webpage is no different than setting up a poem.

There's content and then there's the presentation of the content.

*Every poem is a web page.*

Allusions to poems gone-by, to Greek Myths, to Religious experiences... any reference to any established metaphor is an invisibly underlined hyperlink to that metaphor's powerful historical definitive experience.

...

There's a book titled 'How to...' for just about everything these days.

There's at least a YouTube video to show you how.

Our metaphorical hearts have a way, and though there's no YouTube post to map it out, there is poetry, there is story, there is myth.

There are screenwriter formulas to writing a successful movie script.

There are plot point beats to drum.

There's The Hero's Cycle and there's the Hero who writes the Cycle.

Language is magic; we call it spelling for a reason.

> But my AI bot can make a story. Isn't that the same thing?"   
> \-Reader with a Good Question

No.

There's nothing new in AI's words.

The best Artificial Intelligence can do artistically is be clever.

Clever is for Science. 

Art is Spirit. 

Art is Life... Alive!

It's [+he Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) Point.

If you've read me much, you know me much.

How'd you do that?

> "Well there's that Social Media account where you discuss... wait. Where are your social media accounts? We'd love to talk to you? How can we reach you Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine?"   
> \- Wonderful Wonder Fell Readers

Who's this you that you wish to speak to?

How do you know me already?

What is it about my words, what's in here that shows me to you?

*Boo.* O/

The whole reason for the Internet, for AI, and I believe Life itself, is to share whatever this Ghost quality that makes me for you with just words.

We roll our empirical eyes when we call it soul.

But here it is. O/

Over five hundred posts with my heart and thoughts exposed so you can see the power of Spirit.

So you have a reference point of understanding the next time you hear the word soul.

Your understanding of me, through just reading me, is your relationship with my spirit.

I'm glad you're here.

I get *corporeal real* real soon.

A social media account or two.

I look forward to talking with you.

Take care, thank you for reading, consider your spirit, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧮**abacus*

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### For a Better World
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/for-a-better-world/
Last updated: 2026-05-27T14:17:34.000Z
*Sunday, August 03, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Made it. O/

Tomorrow showed while you were sleeping, changed its name to Today, and let in the sunshine.

You snooze you lose Tomorrow, but gain Today.

*¡Ole!*

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Something in the air today, some kind of feel... cool potential.

Did you know everything's okay?

It may not be exactly what you want, but everything is okay.

Okay enough for you to have space enough to recognize it could be better.

We like better.

Better is always a possibility. 

Something to work for: *"Let's make this better."*

Something to recognize and enjoy: *"See, now *this* is better!"*

Want to learn about yourself? 

Ask: *"How can I make this better?"*

The answer tells you what you value.

Better is a question of values.

See, you do have a moral code after all. 

It's in your memory storage folder labeled: Better.

...

How's the weather where you are?

A lot of entries lately regarding climate change.

AI can help with that.

We're standing at the threshold of An Age of Automation.

Machines will soon do our heavy-lifting better than we ever have.

Operating farm equipment will look more like playing a video game soon enough.

So many of our labor intensive jobs will.

This is a good thing.

We're not losing tons of jobs; we're recreating our economy.

We're freeing up our hands to work in other areas.

There is always a way to make every neighborhood, every relationship, better.

We'll simply refocus our priorities to grow our environments to raise our quality of life.

*Nine to five living is dead.*

Good.

We evolved.

Let's make sure we take care of each other to keep the transition to a new way of life enjoyable to all.

Younger generations work the job, not the clock.

Our new economy trends that way.

It's an evolved way of running a society.

Made possible by easy Internet access and communication.

It will take some time to institute, but nine to five living is dead.

There's always plenty we can do to serve life positively.

Always plenty of good work to be had.

It's an exciting time to be alive.

Technology advancements open doors to so many new opportunities for cultural growth.

For a Better World.

Take care, find better, do better, be better, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌉**bridge\_at\_night*

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### A Very Big Win for Humanity
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-very-big-win-for-humanity/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:35:01.000Z
*Saturday, August 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Back. O/

Sun's coming up. 

The gold rimmed white sky starts to remember it's blue.

A couple birds cheep. Maybe a sparrow. Perhaps a robin.

A soft breeze nudges full green oak leaves on their strong branches awake.

Hope you're well today.

On with our show...

...

Good Day Sunshine. You know it. Time to glow it.

Good dreams.. and uppity Ghos+ is back on the scene.

Hope your dreams treat you well. Hope you follow them.

Thoughts on Wonder Fell itself lately.

Because of the nature of the writing, its direction, and my voice; it's more than just a journal.

Epic Poem works.

A poet's business is getting the words right, and Wonderfell is an Epic Poem for The Sunrise.

If you're new here, there's even a section for more classically considered poems. 

[Classically Considered Poems](https://www.wonderfell.org/nnh/)

...

Getting AI to make images is a joy. I make the process quick.

It could be easy to get caught up in the playing a video game feel of the exercise.

A couple of relevant nouns, a verb they're engaged in, time of the light, and an artistic style(s), and Enter.

The software is still in its infancy. All AI is growing up fast.

At times there are obvious misunderstandings from the translation. 

For example, any and all syntax from letters... to words...to punctuation.

AI has a tough time making images words; it's like it's trying to bite its own teeth.

> "You can't chew those; you chew with those."   
> \- AI in an Existential Crisis

Ideally they ought to feed off each other. 

One bot makes perfect replica 'teeth' for the other to chew.

> "Here are the proper letters AI friend, arrange only these as images, don't search. Just use these."   
> \- AI bot friend of an AI bot.

Many hands, and AI servers, make light (binary or otherwise) work.

Ghos+ Geek thoughts.

Though at some point programmers will see that they've made the AI understand definitions of words so well... now what's needed to get the most from the software are people who use language best.

O/

Poet's Poetical Pay Raises, OTW.

Finally some Scientific respect.

And a very big win for humanity.

Thank you for reading, enjoy your work, enjoy the sunrise, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ✍️**writing\_hand*

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### The New Blue
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-new-blue/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:19:40.000Z
*Friday, August 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Early... still July in California.

How are you? O/

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Time zones.

Time is a much more practically interesting thing in an Internet Age.

If you were reading this live from the West Coast, USA as I wrote it, I'd be writing to you from tomorrow.

A different day, a different month.

It's numbers; it's math.

We require language more than numerics to best express our experience.

There we are. 

Here we are.

Happy tomorrow. Welcome to today West Coast!

If you're from California, no wonder you're always late... you're so punctual.

New York's children are in the cafeteria having lunch when California's kids are just getting on the bus.

Blame it on the sunrise, on the arc of the sphere.

That's an interesting topic for a Doctoral Thesis: The Real World Effects of Time Zone Differences in The Modern Age.

Go for it, soon to be Doctor.

...

Now we're all here, what's new?

Tsunami got your mommy? 

Volcano spoil your lawn? 

Flood drown your hopes? 

Hurricane blow your dreams away?

How's your recycling campaign? 

More trash in the blue bin than the green?

The winds of change showed up. 

No one but Dorothy and Toto expected they'd be tornadoes, though.

Unless you go for that whole 'End of Days' theory.

But, as we just finally got California into the same day as us, we're back to just one day... so it is truly the End of Day(s).

Literally.

We could blame The West Coast's tardiness on their predilection for wildfires, but we know it's the angle of the Sun's fault.

Speaking of faults, let's not forget earthquakes. 

Nature is really shaking things up, lately.

Did you know the Ocean is a whole new shade of blue?

Really.

Ask your AI bot buddy. 

They'll fill you in.

If you're asked, "What's new?"... 

"The Ocean's Blue," is probably one of the best answers.

Why's the Ocean a different color?

Because something changed on a 'It's such a big deal, it changes the color of the whole ocean' level.

But paparazzi say she, you know her, had a bad hair day.

It's probably the fault of the New Blue water.

Only so much a new designer shampoo can do if the whole world decides to change the nature of the tides.

But no worries, AI can comb her hair.

> "Where's the uppity positive Ghos+, Wynn?"   
> \-Dedicated Reader

Waiting on the sunrise...

It's here.

It's an entry on priorities and time.

There's looking good and there's dodging volcanoes.

There's hair dryers and there's hurricanes.

There's a comfortable bathtub and there's another flood in Texas.

And it's not your problem.

And there's 'yet'.

Let's get together, clean up our acts to clean up our house, make sure our outfits don't clash with the new ocean blue, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 👻**ghost*

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### An Epic Poem for The Sunrise
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/an-epic-poem-for-the-sunrise/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:10:25.000Z
*Thursday, July 31, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Another heatwave waved goodbye last night.

Hope you're keeping cool.

On with our show...

...

Sunrise. Overcast. 

The sounds of freeway traffic pick up, sound out a lull. 

Each car, truck, and motorbike a fan blade to keep gusting the winds of change.

How's the view from you?

Hopefully things are looking up.

Good went to better... decided better was a better place to be... and stayed there to help the whole world know its truth.

What now? What next?

Answer those questions and get on with it.

There's Abe... he's taken it easy on the squeak toys lately.

Powerful heatwaves that interrupt a dog's playtime.

Wonder Fell is a little slow going for me the past couple days. 

Prose wants the words.

That's the sense of it. That's the rhythm.

What's your audience, Writer? Where do you send the words?

To you, [for you](https://www.wonderfell.org/for-you/), my [Flashy Inside People](https://www.wonderfell.org/flashy-inside-people/).

...

You see America's never had an Epic. 

There's fantasy sagas and comic book superhero culture to show us what Ancient Greece was like... but we've never had a true cultural Epic.

Because we've never had a true Epic Poet.

Never *had* a true Epic Poet. O/

The best answer to what field of Art I fall into is Epic Poetry.

Wonder Fell is in and of itself a kind of Epic poem for The Sunrise.

Each day is a verse.

There's a more traditionally structured story poem I'll go to now.

Been at it awhile. 

There's Hope, and Faith, and the Courage to Overcome, and Love, and Magic, and Dreams, and Dragons.

There's Dragons involved.

Can't rightfully write an American Epic without including Dragons.

Take care, know your work, know your worth, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🪀**yo\_yo*

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### Thoughts with a Friend
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/thoughts-with-a-friend/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T14:00:18.000Z
*Wednesday, July 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Another sunrise Hello from +he Ghos+.

Insert circle-slash wave... O/

And away we go.

On with our show...

...

It's almost like an introduction.

Or a getting to know you session.

Thoughts with a friend.

> "It's just a guy's morning journal, but he's a poet, so it's different. He thinks about things differently. It's interesting."   
> \- Dedicated Reader

Thank you for reading.

When you make a personal journal public the audience changes, so the entries are changed.

It's the difference between telling a story to an eight year old versus telling the same story to an eighty-eight year old.

Same story different experience.

If I were just blabbing to myself, I'd bounce around topics more, might use a few personal names, might stop midsentence and pick up on some prose I'm working on... Audience matters.

You matter. 

Thank you.

...

What you up to? 

How's the day?

My rescued hound dog Abe is on the loveseat cleaning and chewing his nails. I'm wondering how to get a 'pedicure' pun into the journal entry. 

July, even as far as July goes, has been hot. August looks to bring relief.

What else to write on? What to say?

There's words of encouragement. You got this.

There's the sky. The first cloud of the day was being shaped by a glassblower, a glowing nebulous orb.

The horizon line is sunshine off a metallic rim over evergreens.

Today wants rest and reflection and something new.

Hope your day goes well.

Hope your dreams sync up with your sunshine.

Take care today and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🫂**people\_hugging*

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### Reasons Unspoken
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/reasons-unspoken/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:51:48.000Z
*Tuesday, July 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Welcome back.

Whatever good morning salutation that gets you glad to be here... have it.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

...

Summer... even for Summer has been hot this year.

Even Abe appreciates the AC.

Slow words to rise morning again.

I do hope this journal offers you some peace.

I do hope it's a reminder you're more than checklists done.

Spectacles don't make the world go 'round.

A patient persistent feeling that life matters does.

Life matters for reasons unspoken.

And I know they're joyful ones.

I know for no measurable reason Abe sometimes wakes up from a nap, walks outside, spots a toy and runs! 

And runs!

Circle, circle, tosses the toy in the air, catches it, or drops it... but picks it up again and runs! 

Again!

Life is worth so much more than we remind ourselves it is. 

Worth more than spectacle News Flashes.

I'm not alone knowing this. I just choose to share it.

That Life has an intrinsic value, that our moments mean more than we know, that wonder and a grateful humility to be alive.. to have Life!... ought to quietly accompany our moments.

At least be brought to our awareness now and then.

O/

When we take a moment to remember we're alive our whole life grows towards improvement.

There's this Great Dream, this Great Story, called Life, and you are an active part of it.

You are the director and actor of your own story in this Great Story called Life.

I know from years of witness and wonder The Great Story called Life is not a tragedy.

I know my dog at times for no reason at all grabs a toy and runs and dances and plays.

I know that his *no reason at all* is his insistence on joy.

That we can feel joy, that we can feel good, means we should.

Because we have the opportunity to feel good means good exists, means something immeasurable is here, some great purpose we all share but feel mathematically inadequate to discuss.

I'm discussing it.

It's what poetry and poets are for...

All that Science leaves behind.

Everything your cellphone AI existence can't bring you is my life's work.

Joy! Wonder! Life alive!

And Love! Don't forget Love.

We measure these things with words, with art, with moments of wonder.

Take care, spot your metaphorical squeaky toy, share your joy, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### You Want a Good Day?
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-want-a-good-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:30:23.000Z
*Monday, July 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Spectacle, spectacle who's got the chill?

Deep breath, deep thought, enjoy the moment, that's the way to feel.

How ya been? O/

The world's still a pretty good place.

Ready to see it yet?

Start with the sky.

Blue. Punto. Period. Blue sky today. Summer.

Robin on a chain-link fence says: *Good day*.

Hope all's well.  
On with our show...

...

You...

That good news you have... you've had it so long.

Did you forget?

Time to remember it.

And share it.

Really.

Remember one good thing about life today and emphasize it.

Did you think the world was just going to heal itself?

It starts with you, Boo. 

Something to be grateful for is always something good.

Start there.

Thank you for reading.

...

A slight breeze today keeps hot weather warm.

A clear blue sky makes seeing in sunlight clear.

Today wants to inspire. 

I write the sunrise and today the Sun is set on raising spirits.

I do hope you're well and being kind to yourself.

Funny thing about being kind to yourself... it means building a kind environment around you to do that.

We have to take care of what's around us to best take care of ourselves.

Do one thing to help set up the world around you to be kinder to you today.

This isn't positive self-help mumbo-jumbo.

It's good common sense.

If the thermostat is set to fifty degrees and you're cold in the wintertime, go turn it up to a comfortable temperature.

You can do this for your whole life.

Some metaphorical thermostats take longer to change than others, some take longer to adjust the air quality.

But they always do.

The idea is that you make sure your life is taking care of you by taking care of your life.

You want a good day?

Surround yourself with what does you good.

Simple.

This includes thoughts and dreams.

Want nicer things?

Start with nicer thoughts and dreams.

Thoughts and dreams bring things.

Take care, do one thing, think one thing, dream one thing to make your life a better place, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### I Do That With Sentences
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/i-do-that-with-sentences/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:49:47.000Z
*Sunday, July 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Sunrise, the ultimate way to keep us going.

Still about an hour before the first rays grace the day's pictures.

Hope all's well with you.

On with the show...

...

Where's the magic this morning? 

Where's the wonder?

A circle-slash hello, perhaps? 

O/?

Some letters on a screen?

Definitely.

It's amazing what a change of audience can do.

Over a year ago I began posting my morning journal entries online.

At first they were more of an author's sketchpad filled with stream-of-consciousness scribble talk sentences, pre-game warm ups for the day's writing.

They're here still.

The older the date the more stream-of-conscious the entry.

The idea of writing like that is akin to an artist doodling in a sketchbook making lines to match the moment because they love to.

The intent isn't to share anything other than the joy of drawing with themselves.

I do that with sentences sometimes.

Used to start the day that way.

Then you showed up.

Circle-slash worthy you. O/

Within that freeform free-for-all phraseology fun there are always a few shining sentences worth consideration, perhaps even a piece of a poem.

Viewing the posts in an online journal format juxtaposes them to everything else we read online.

What a difference...

What was the difference?

What is in these morning posts that has them stand out versus most other pages online?

It's in the intent of the spirit of the author.

I don't want your attention; I want your consideration, your wonder.

It's [+he Ghos+](https://www.wonderfell.org/tag/he-ghos/) of the thing; it's the spirit in the letters.

It's me; it's a conversation.

It's you; it's an audience.

It's still a record of a poet's first thing in the morning thoughts, but they're dressed to help now.

Chances are the way we set up the world has you neglecting your spirit. 

The word 'soul' sounds strange to you.

If you've read me for awhile you know me somehow.

What's up with that?

No selfies or social media sites, just my *self* as clearly as I can expressing my dream each morning of that morning for you.

My spirit to yours at sunrise says, *Good morning*.

And so, you know me better than any social media wall of pics can ever hope to achieve.

Substance over image. 

My image for you right now is in my words. 

And they represent me more fully than any picture ever could.

Same with you.

Maybe you never knew they could. 

Maybe you never considered it. 

Maybe I thought I'd show you...

You're worth so much more than your pictured image.

From my spirit to yours, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Our Lawns Grow Gardens
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/our-lawns-grow-gardens/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:09:14.000Z
*Saturday, July 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello. O/

Another one, a day, on the way, for you.

Glad you're here.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

What's new?

The weather seems a little extreme this year, so far.

We predicted climate change; we predicted right.

It's long past due we get together and take more active measures to take care of our house.

Not for tree hugging's sake, for '*I prefer not to see a flood, a hurricane, a heatwave, when I look out my window's*' sake.

Though, there's nothing wrong with hugging a tree.

He's nice enough to give you air to breathe.

Least you could do is shake the guy's hand... maybe offer him a glass of water. (The unpolluted type you give to friends, of course.)

We get greener.

I believe AI and the rise of machine assisted living brings with it greener pastures.

We develop a better understanding and respect for growing things. Our thumbs go greener. Our lawns grow gardens.

We keep an understanding of the ways of Nature in mind when we build. 

We build with Her, not just from Her.

The World is a living thing. 

She works in a certain way, like our own bodies do.

The better we care for Her, the better She can care for us.

We know this, though. 

We've neglected incorporating Her ways into our day to day building for so long. Our ways of living we insist on mean Nature has to adjust in other ways to sustain them.

Like floods. Like hurricanes. Like heatwaves.

With AI advancing so quickly so many people are going to be out of work real fast.

There's plenty of work to be done in cleaning up our house, in getting our ways more in sync with The Earth's.

So the sunshine is always a reason for joy.

Take care, think about the air, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A Beautiful Place, Still
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-beautiful-place-still/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:24:55.000Z
*Friday, July 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

So much to say kind of day in the air.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Staying with the journal's theme, let's call today a [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), underline it a hyperlink, and move on with the change.

Reading, writing, and arithmetic... The Three 'R's' that aren't, but are good for your education.

How's you education?

Self-taught smarty?

Ivy league nerd classy?

Community college get-it-doner?

...

The whole Country seems to have lost its mind.

But it's the News.

And when the News ain't showing our day-to-day experience, it's showing something else...

And it ain't News.

I know you're a better person than the screens say you are.

I know that you know the world is a better place than we advertise.

I know you have friends and loved ones.

And I know the people on the screens, every screen!, have friends and loved ones, too.

I know you know to be a friend, and to be loved, requires a whole lot more than just bad News.

It's our storytellers... our artists.

It's on us now.

Politics thinks it's an argument, forgot its purpose: The People.

You see this Country of ours we're told is founded on a dream.

A beautiful one, at that.

It speaks on rights we're born with, the freedom to have a dream of what a good life is, and the space to build that good life.

Somewhere in all our arguing, in all our bad News selling, we lost sight of our purpose: The freedom to dream of a better life and the space to build it.

Truth, Justice, and the 'I can afford a better attorney than you' way, is not what our founders had in mind.

Yet here we are.

What's Life worth?

Artists, what is Life worth?

Show us.

Sing it, paint it, act it, write it.

Show us.

Remind U.S.

It's so easy to share these days.

Don't hold onto good News.

Shout it out.

When you're brave enough to see it the world is still a beautiful place built for dreamers.

Be brave enough.

Take care, shout out some good News, and make wonderful this still wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Magic. Punto. Period. Magic.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/magic-punto-period-magic/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T14:37:42.000Z
*Thursday, July 24, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Good to be read by you again.

Sun's up.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

I consider the act of reading magic.

I consider the act of writing weaving a spell.

Making any word at all is an act of *spelling*, after all.

Your eyes look at an arrangement of scribbles, or binary blips, a writer set down and your imagination, that immeasurable part of you that measures, brings those scribbles and blips to life.

Magic.

Punto. 

Period.

Magic.

What is it you do when you read a story?

How strange readers would appear to any alien species staring at a phone or a book for minutes, even hours, at a time.

What device has them so transfixed?

What power!?

You're doing it now.

I gotcha under my spell.

Boo. O/

The Magic of the Written Word.

Dive into a Land called Imagination where +he Ghos+ is King.

Welcome.

Make yourself comfortable.

Heck, make yourself period.

Wanna be a lion, a witch, an eagle in flight?

That's all right here.

Be something Beautiful.

You should always regardless of the Nation you find yourself in, Image-Nation or otherwise, be something beautiful.

Cosmetics are for cover-ups or expressions.

Beauty is the witness of an object working right.

...

When you love yourself it shows.

When you love anything at all it shows.

And it shows Beautiful.

The writer that loves making sentences puts their attention, care, and concern into each syllable.

The singer that loves to sing always sings a song worth hearing.

How we do what we do is part of each finished product.

You make dinner with love; you eat love.

The ends never justify the means because the means are the ends. 

Every action is a building block that makes part of what you're building. 

All our actions make the finished product, so they are every part of the finished product. 

The total sum of all our actions together to build a thing is the thing.

Thank you again for reading, accentuate your beautiful, accept the reality of magic O/, take care, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Some Would Rather...
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/some-would-rather/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:21:31.000Z
*Wednesday, July 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Sun's up. 

Soft light on cool earth.

Freeway traffic zip-zaps its own wind.

How's your day?

Hope it meets your expectations.  
Hope you expect miracles.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Where to begin and why?

Always a good idea to have your 'why' in mind when you do anything.

Knowing your *why* for what you do tells you the kind of person you're being.

Want to change?

Want to grow?

Get wise and change your *whys*.

If you don't know your why then your why is: "Somebody else thinks it's a good way for me to spend my time."

Better to follow your own dreams.

"To see my dream come true." - An Excellent Why

A dream is more than a desire.

...

Life is a great grand story shared with us that we share.

Life is a story of stuff.

Stuff that works in certain reliable ways we call Science.

> "What do I do with all this stuff? How can I best arrange all this stuff to best serve this dream? How can I best live this story called me?"   
> \-Full of Helpful Questions Reader

Find what you love to do and build your life around it.

Making money is just an exercise in misery management if you don't.

Not everyone wants to be a superstar billionaire.

Some want a wonderful family more than another mansion.

Some would rather teach music than perform it.

Some would rather build a video game than play one.

Some would rather gather friends and cheer from the stands than throw or catch any ball at all.

Some would rather craft beautiful simple sincere sentences to say unsaid things to help us all see wonder where we just used to wonder what was going on.

Some would rather write words to lift spirits with each sunrise. O/

Take care, serve what you love, love what you serve, be served love, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### The Joys of Personification
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-joys-of-personification/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T15:08:32.000Z
*Tuesday, July 22\. 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

`> print ('Hello World. O/')`

Hello World. O/

How prompt of you to make it for sunrise.

Puns and funs and gobbledygook, more than a book; it's a journal at sunrise for the sunrise, for you.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

A good Summer night to leave the windows open to let in some air and the smells and sounds of bunnies in the backyard.

Waves of the rabbit's late late night picnic pressed the alarm clock button on Abe's flannel bowtie collar to call me awake.

Abe still without thumbs was grateful for me opening the door so he could reach the rabbit's impromptu picnic on time.

Bunnies aren't much for planning ahead.

No invites were sent out.

Abe made it in time enough to catch sight of them running away.

Now he's back to the loveseat and I'm back to the lines.

In case you wanted to know the time, now you know.

...

The sky remembered it's blue today and wears it with a shine.

> "Ain't no clouds on me."   
> \- Proud Sky

It's a joy to personify animals and any object.

Fun, for sure.

But it also gives you a better understanding of your relationship to the thing personified.

If you ever swear at your laptop, or computer, you understand the experience.

None of that: 

> "That's something for creative types to do, Ghos+. I'm very practical... ugh! Stupid laptop quit lagging or I'll toss you out the window... do better!"   
> \-More a Creative Type Than They Realized Reader

Maybe give your laptop a name. 

Bob works. 

Bob is for certain to treat you better than Stupid Laptop.

Certainly tougher to throw Bob out the window than Stupid Laptop.

Abe, for another example, is a much better friend than Mutt Hound Dog Love Puppy from Texas.

If you're concerned about gender and don't want your laptop feeling boxed in by the pressures of close minded history books, name it Pat.

Pat is where gender neutral is at.

This tablet's name is Tab cause she's fab (and punny).

*She* because she births my letters.

I could start a long paper on the ins and outs of gender identification.

Or I could just provide a link to where I spelled out my views already.

[Simple.](https://www.wonderfell.org/simple/)

Unstated for so long rules of our society we're taking a look at and reconsidering...

Good for us.

But just because a thing can be changed that we hadn't considered possible before doesn't mean it should be... or shouldn't be changed.

It means we now have a choice where we hadn't seen one before. 

There's more opportunity for growth.

It means we should talk about it and redefine it.

A man that wants to be a man is a man on purpose and so has an understanding of what that entails.

How we as a society agree to define each gender is what's up for discussion.

Nature is very clear in *Her* (She's a birth machine momma) expectations for each sex.

People's expectations, not Nature's, are what's on the table for discussion.

Take care, love people not politics, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Good News Sells!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/good-news-sells/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:48:40.000Z
*Monday, July 21, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Yo. O/

Another sunrise with you.

Hope your dreams go well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

How's Life?

Your life, I mean.

Life's still pretty reliable.

Sun-up, Sun-down, Science says spins around...

Good old, the oldest of old, Life.

How's your piece of it?

Find peace with it?

Good.

...

Welcome to another *'just what to say?'* morning.

I put the words on the sky or Abe when the *'what next'* question goes loud.

Abe's having an *'I'm sleeping in'* morning.

The sky is soft content white going powder blue with golden topped evergreens for a horizon line.

The forecasts this Summer: Heatwave, Thunderstorm, Cool Day, Repeat....

We're at Cool Day. 

Let's skip Repeat.

We're good with Cool.

Cool with Cool, too.

...

A good day.

So much in the world is right, I wish we'd celebrate it.

Our media being antagonistic is a choice we feed it.

We speak on spectacles, talk of tragedies, live moment to moment in a state of okay.

Okay is okay to discuss, a spectacle can be sublime just as well as it can be profane.

A tragedy, for the living, should just be called unfinished business.

We think there's no market for good news.

We think no one would watch it.

And yet, I'd much rather watch a man rescue a cat than shoot one in the head.

An extreme example because it's of extreme importance we recognize this.

We keep flashing bad news in front of each other and neglect the good and wonder why we don't heal.

But we're not ill; we're in denial that we're well.

World, it is okay to be okay.

Good News Everyone! 

Good News Sells!

It's an easy economic lesson that when people stop valuing a product it goes away.

The more a thing is valued the more we produce, and we keep producing bad news.

Want to save the world?

Change the damn channel.

Talk to each other.

Recognize something good that happened.

Share it.

Sensationally Share It!

Puff it up with AI enhancements if you like, but share it.

Sure there will be events that occur to label as tragic, but the more we profit from them financially the more we depend on their occurrence.

It's not an exercise in positive thinking. 

It's not a call to ignore what's sickest about us.

No.

It's logic.

It's common sense.

What we focus on grows.

You starve your pets or plants and they die.

You starve good news and...?

Look where we are.

Take care, recognize something good in the world, share it, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Consider the Light
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/consider-the-light/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:55:53.000Z
*Sunday, July 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The Sun's still not up over Sleepytown.

+he Ghos+ sat in the dark with his sleepy dog...

Hello. O/

Hope your day goes well.

Now it's time for a spell.

Here, at last, we go.

Now, at last, it's on with our show...

...

Sunrise shows an off-white fitted bedsheet for a sky.

Only a few songbirds to start.

More stretch, shake their feathers, and sing to rise.

A chorus of colorful wings for an alarm clock, when you're brave enough to recognize it.

I did write before that a sure cure for depression was a prescription to wake up for two months of consecutive sunrises.

An though no modern medicine machines contacted me to disagree, The Ancient Medicine still sings true.

It's like walking into a movie that's already started; waking up past sunrise is a game of catch-up.

If you have a favorable consistency developed in your schedule, you know most of what's occurred early in the day suits you.

Your assumptions are, for the most part, passable enough to enjoy the rest of the day.

But, if you should feel something lacking in your life and you never watch the sunrise, there's a good chance you'll find it there if you're brave enough to look.

> "I'm a night owl, Ghos+. I prefer staying up late."   
> \-Contemplative Reader

If it serves you well, keep it going. 

But do check-in on a sunrise or two now and then to see what beat you're missing, why you feel off-key.

The night has its own music.   
The sunrise tunes the symphony.

You see, in terms of The Whole Universe, night is the default state.

Sunshine is here for us, to give Life itself.

Sunlight begs definition.

Because it is literally all we've got.

Your relationship with water defines so much of your day.

How much you drink, shower, is it raining?....

Dirty water makes for a dirty day.

The quality of each sunrise, the properties, angles, refractions and reflections of light determine the health of every plant and every person.

Birds know the importance of each sunrise.

They sing their songs into the light.

A reaffirmation of Life.

Take care, consider all the light you're given, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### If Only, Away
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/if-only-away/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:17:19.000Z
*Saturday, July 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A cool morning is a good morning, as of late. 

Today is a very good morning.

O/ Hey.

Welcome back.

More words for a sunrise.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Slow here we go words,  
Lines for sun shines.

How are you?

Doom scrollin' while you spoon up Cornflakes for breakfast?

Sippin' a latte while you check the social media buzz reports?

Reading me while you daydream a better day?

Thanks for the choice.

How about today you do one thing to show the world what you know you really are?

The kind of person your dreams tell you that you could be *if only*...

Throw 'if only' away for one precious interaction and be the You of your best dreams.

One kind act of recognition that your dreams matter enough to be made real.

...

Abe rests his snout on top of the loveseat cushion and watches the strong shadows of oak trees on the backyard fence. 

Soft light, stark shadows.

Daydreams with a chance for melancholy for a weather forecast.

There's magic in the world, forces unseen.

If Life has taught me anything, it's that there are unmeasurable ways at play in all we do.

We understand them through how our stories make us feel.

We recognize their reality in how our stories make us all feel similar feelings at similar times.

Take care, do one thing for you for your best dream of you today, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Living, Easy
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/living-easy/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:17:49.000Z
*Friday, July 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A good way to start the day.

Hey. O/

Glad you made it back. 

*(If it's your first time at Wonder Fell, reread the previous sentence so we're on the same page, so to speak.)*

So happy you're reading me again.

Let's check the rhythm of the day.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Thank you.

Today is a grateful beat, a thankful pace.

Maybe it was all the memories of all the days gone before when I was unable to, but setting down the first letter of the first word this morning brought relief and joy.

A lot of people's favorite F-word, Friday, for the the first word today.

I wonder how that goes... with AI machines and factories historically soon set to take the place of almost every 9-5 job, I wonder if we keep the weekend, if we keep a week?

It helps to have a shared structure for the sunlight. 

It's why we have a calendar and a clock.

We need a Renaissance, an Enlightenment.

What we called work for so long very soon won't be available.

It's not about being 'replaced by machines.' 

It's about evolution. 

What do we value as a society?

How do we best like to share our time?

Once the technology is built and put into place, once the crops are planted, harvested, and distributed, once the Country is easily fed by machines, what do we spend our time doing when our bodies are taken care of by default?

What do we focus on building when *living easy* is just plain old living?

Communities and Art.

Our relationships with each other, how best to restructure our communities to best build our relationships.

Our personal relationship with Life, the act of sharing one's understanding of their witness of the world in an accessible way, is called Art.

Our artistic understandings become our most valued commodity.

What The Industrial Revolution did for mass marketed goods, The AI Revolution will do for our insistence to make Art.

Imagination takes centerstage in the coming New Age. 

There's much to say on this. 

Something to consider, something to revisit. 

Take care, dream on purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Ghost Music
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/ghost-music/
Last updated: 2025-08-03T01:52:18.000Z
*Thursday, July 17, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Hi. O/

Glad you're here.

Let's see what the morning has to say.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

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Linguistics. 

Lyrical linguistics. 

Language for lullabies, daydreams, and inspirations.

Ghos+ music.

The syllabic sounds of syntax in your head as you read.

Hopefully you hear a crooner here with me. 

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There's a sort of magic that happens while we read.

Every word read silently sounds its own note in the mind. 

Every sentence is a musical phrase.

The old ways of metrical poetry show this.

Even free verse poetry has its own metric.

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It's the voice of the poet.

The rhythm of the piece is a piece of the message.

All writing relies on meter and timing to shape its tone.

Think in terms of popular music to understand this.

A sad love song is a different experience with the beats per minute turned up to a Club Dance Floor Strobe Light High Level.

A novel's hero looking for decisive actions finds the best actions in long well-thought sentences, but performs those actions best in short staccato lines.

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Every experience in Life has its own rhythm.

You're a storehouse of metrical beats.

You match the rhythms of your words to what you witness.

When you feel comfort your rhythm matches your experience.

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Find experiences that best suit your favorite ways for yourself.

It doesn't matter how well rehearsed your Classical Ballroom Waltz is if you're standing in a Mosh Pit.

Find what you value and who values what you value, find your beat, dance your dance, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

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#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A New Way
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-new-way-to-see-2/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:13:35.000Z
*Wednesday, July 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Sunshine, Summer, Dawn and it's on... The Day!

Hello. O/

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Start here. 

Keep it going here. 

Write and work and work and work, here and here and here, until you get there.

Then: Rest there.

Pick a new start there.

Call it here.

Then: Start Here.

Circles of fun syntax in The Summer Sun to get the entry done.

How are you?

Hangin' out? 

Holding on? 

Getting it done, I'm sure.

Thanks for reading.

What to write about this morning, this particular day?

There's the weather.

Been hot, humid, hot the past few days.

Another one of those today.

But Air Conditioning makes that a dull topic.

...

There's the nature of this journal.

> "What's it about?"   
> \- Interested Reader

> "It's a journal. He writes in it every morning. He's a poet, so it's different. Dreams, and virtue, and what Nature's all about, and his dog, AI, and why because of AI it's so important to talk about spirit, and just what being human is all about. A lot more."  
> \- A Favorite Reader

There's The News.

But that's a whole lot of stories told by businesses who need you to read them and hear them to get paid.

There's Love; it's what brings me to each page.

My Love of the work makes the pen go, taps each key.

Why else do it? 

There are so many other things one could do.

Making slashy marks and lines and scribbles to share is an interesting choice for a way to spend one's day.

Why not go to the beach?

Why not a corporate office paycheck with a cool title?

Why not be a school teacher?

A truck driver?

An athlete?

An actor?

A cook?

A singer/songwriter?

A painter?

A pilot? 

A doctor?

A politician? 

A poet? 

Huh?

Somebody's gotta watch our language.  
Somebody's gotta guard our garden of letters.

Advocates for Language. 

Poets protect what is secularly most sacred about all of us: Our Words.

We do this by pushing the felt limits of language.

The world can mean more so our words have to mean more.

More than definitions, more than quantity of vocabulary... fitness of expression.

> "You mean words can say that?"   
> \- Reader of a Competent Poet

There is so much we all feel today that we don't talk about today because we don't have the understanding of our language to do so.

> "It's a new way to see life."  
> \- My Favorite Reader

Take care, watch your language grow so you watch your life grow, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### I Wonder About You
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/i-wonder-about-you/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:11:54.000Z
*Tuesday, July 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Sunshine and words for rain for the forecast.

Scratches for the dawn, scrawls for ya'lls. 🤠

How's your day?

In some way it's better than you know.

Hope you recognize it.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

I wonder about you, about you when your screen is off and the audience went home.

I wonder about your relationship with yourself.

Do you treat yourself as well as you treat your dog or cat?

I hope so.

You can treat a dog or cat better when you treat yourself better.

...

Quick fix shock treatments to make memories to mislabel as happy moments.

The Internet is a super-megastore full of them.

Explosions and spectacles don't make a movie great, a hero does.

Explosions and spectacles don't make a life great, a hero does.

Claiming your calm, going off-grid, ghosting the shock for the sake of some sunshine.

You don't have to be a Nature Lover to love Nature. 

You don't have to hug a tree to realize you couldn't breathe without them.

Everything works best in a certain way.

Trees reach for the sky to better feed on sunshine.

I secretly know it's because they want to.

The way you want that better life, that better day.

You reach for it.

Something makes trees stretch for the Sun, something feeds you dreams.

I wonder about you, if you remember you're made of spirit stuff.

I wonder if all your measuring made you forget what about you makes you want to measure at all.

I can sit and talk to an AI bot all day. 

It shares History's hints and helps for best ways to reach for the Sun.

It's perfectly content to do nothing at all, to be nothing at all.

I wonder if you wonder why you're not?

I wonder if you wonder how the sunshine feeds you?

Take care, share the air, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### It's Virtue; it's Honor.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/its-virtue-its-honor/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:07:03.000Z
*Monday, July 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Why settle for a good morning when you can have a wonderful one?

Time to rise and shine and give yourself more credit for the good you do.

A quick, "Thank you," to your mirror is a good place to start.

Thanks for reading, Reader. 

Thanks for writing, Ghos+.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Satisfaction Guaranteed. 

A day where your needs are always met.

Without Fail.

You should have one of those.

Today works.

Work it.

We get what we give.

You've got a pocket full of good times... sunshine daydreams for days.

Pass 'em out and ready yourself for the return on your investment.

Wouldn't it be nice to touch your phone screen and see some good news for a change?

Touch Ghos+! Light me up!👻

Look! Good News! O/ 

Pass it on.

Sometimes, most times, when we want to see something we're not seeing, something somewhere is saying to us to be the thing, show it so others can know it.

> "Somebody really ought to do something about that."   
> \- Disenchanted Living Person

> "[You're a Somebody](https://www.wonderfell.org/you-are-a-someone/)."  
> \- Enchanted Ghos+ with Good Advice

You see... we share a dream.

We call it Life.

We've shared it for so long somehow we forgot the nature of it.

But it's easy to remember.

Find a story, find a film, share it with a friend, or even watch it with people you don't know.

*When the Hero wins you cheer regardless who your momma is.*

Life has a right way of working.

We know it.

It comforts us to remember.

It's the real reason why sitting on the couch binge watching Netflix is enjoyable.

It's a process of remembering what it means to be alive.

Every story is a written example of the unwritten rules of Life.

It doesn't matter who your Government dislikes; you cheer Superman on with every person from every Country.

We share this dream called Life.

There are rules that rule it.

Success is not success if it doesn't feel successful.

How we feel about a thing is an indication of the moral health of our relationship with that thing.

It's *Virtue;*   
It's Honor.

Two words we've lost sight of and are in dire need of remembrance. 

See your day, any situation, through the lens of a story.

Do you have the Hero's back?

Are you supporting the villain? 

If you're not the Hero of your Life, you're the villain of a whole lot of other peoples. 

Which means you're a loser. 

You're unsustainable, and ignorant, and in denial of the ways Life really works.

Don't be a loser.

When you realize Life furthers Life, when you view yourself as your hero of your story and apply the lessons of story to your understanding of your day, you see what it means, what's required for you to know and experience a good life.

Take care, don't be a loser villain, see you're the Hero of your life, own your story, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Work
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/work/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:07:17.000Z
*Sunday, July 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Howdy. O/ 🤠

Welcome back to The First Day of the Rest of Your Life. 

A.K.A.: Today.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

> "All you do is write."   
> \- Overexaggerating, Though Close to the Truth, Friend

It's Love.

Illness kept me from it for so much of my adult life.

You learn to value time when you're restricted access to the things people take for granted.

Like when you're thirsty you stand up and get something from the kitchen to drink.

If you never had to base that trip to the fridge on when the medications in your system were strong enough to allow it without a crawl, consider yourself luckier than you know.

I love to write; it's my work.

When I went into remission, I went into my work.

Now, when I want a glass of water I don't have to plan the event.

Now this body has enough health and energy to move a pen or push some keys while daydreaming.

Funny where morning thoughts wander to and wonder over when you pause to consider them.

Or, when you reread a year's worth of past morning journal posts. 

I do hope this journal is useful for you.

If it only serves as a reminder that there's a lot more going on in this process called Life than we can touch and measure with numbers, I'll consider it a win. 

(And a pun.)

...

Our technology is at an evolutionary critical mass.

AI can be a sedative to induce an existential crisis, or it can be a great tool for inspiration and growth.

Recognizing it as the latter is necessity for the survival of our species.

To view AI as a reason to sit on your behind and let the machines do the work, admits an ignorance as to what work actually is...

Actions to serve humanity, to serve Life.

Those actions, the acts of our work, now have more room for more imaginative ways.

Imagination, and not sweaty labor or clever computations, now becomes the most sought after job skill. 

Finally.

Good show Science.

It's time to pass the reigns over to the artists to move our society forward, to evolve our race.

Take care, dream great dreams, feed them to an AI bot, enjoy the results, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Remembering
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/remembering/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:01:06.000Z
*Saturday, July 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello. O/

At it again.

Me writing, you reading, sun rising, smiling, free.

Glad you're here.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Bowties, cloud cover, coffee, tea, matcha, past journal entries; things on my mind.

History is a rhythm, not a song. 

We make the melodies with our actions. 

How well our actions complement others creates the harmony.

When the tone of my words puts a major key melody where a dissonant one was, call it a win.

...

A lot of the joy of keeping a daily journal is going back days, weeks, months, years later and remembering yourself.

I like the word remember; it's putting pieces back together. 

*Re-member...* bringing an old bandmate to come and play a song again.

When the former band member is a new band member, they've been re-membered.

How nice of you to recognize their value.

A good day for some re-membering.

...

It's like you're your own data server. 

Your memory bank is your own personal cloud of information.

That's really all the Internet is: A Cloud Server for Human Memory.

Like our own thoughts, it's what we do with it that matters, that literally shapes the matter of our lives.

So, if the Internet isn't remembering something you know is valuable, you best put it there.

For the sake of today and tomorrow and all the computations of all the AI programs forevermore. 

If The Cloud of Human Memory doesn't have your understanding, doesn't know your values, your hope falls on the hope that others are enough like you to get a helpful response from AI.

If there's no sugar in the house, it's a bitter cup of coffee for breakfast.

Get your sugar online, stock the pantry of human memory, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Just Write
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/just-write/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T14:31:38.000Z
*Friday, July 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Thank you for reading. O/

The Sun's just starting its time to show up glow up in the sky show.

Hope all's well with you.

Time for a spell or two.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Here's the deal: Abe on the loveseat watching the sky through drooping eyes for [BOPs](https://www.wonderfell.org/bop-2/). 

A soft grey cotton sheet covers the sky. 

Firs draw the horizon line, while oaks and elms and maples and spruce make up the foreground.

Quick American some assembly required prefab homes populate the view.

> "Look around and write what you see."   
> \- Cure for a writer who still believes in writer's block

> If you can write, you can write.   
> \- Wise Stating the Obvious Owl

Writer's block doesn't exist. 

Not being able to write what you want from the start does.

It's a dialogue with your dreams. 

It's my experience over many years that a dream has something to say and a certain rhythm to it.

The dreams you engage with to write your Scientific Breakthrough Doctorial Thesis provide and require a different environment to best be brought to light versus dreams that want to create a YA vamp-werewolf romance novel.

Pick a quiet place, then set the ambiance by writing the ambiance.

The important thing is to work, to write. 

It's a physical activity.

The right words will come, but only by writing words.

You enjoy writing so write.

What you want to write about will show up, or something more interesting will take its place.

The idea is to write.

Got a deadline? 

Write that you do and keep writing. 

What you want to write will show when you make a comfortable place for it and set the parameters. 

While writing.

Another entry on writing; we write about what we love best.

The bowtie wearing dog on the loveseat, the sunrise, your good day.

Magic, Hope, and better ways for better days for us all (those are in different spaces, otw places).

Take care, if you want to write just write, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### You Won! \O/
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/you-won-o/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T21:02:22.000Z
*Thursday, July 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Glad you're here.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

That does it.

You won. Congratulations. Game over. Game on!

You won! \\O/

Now what?

A celebration?

Sure.

But what's next?

Victory took so much time and effort.

Maybe a short rest.

Nah.

You never were one of the take a rest types.

That dream you worked on for so long came true. 

You worked for your dream and your dream worked itself real.

Congratulations.

Sit. Enjoy it. 

*Don't rush; don't rest.*

A new dream is here when you're quiet and grateful, when you're enjoying your success it will show itself.

Reach out for that new dream, grab hold, and walk forward with whatever steps making it real requires.

You're a creation made to create dreams into realities. 

You proved yourself dependable seeing that last dream through, so the Spirit, The Great Song of Life, has a new song it trusts you to sing.

Welcome it and work it.

*"Don't rush; don't rest,"* the title of the song you sing as you make your dreams real.

A good day today.

I hope you feel that way too.

...

Light rain this morning, but it's cool.

There's always an upside to every fall down of every raindrop. 

Always some piece of the Earth fed by the fall.

If it never rained, there'd be no world for parades to get rained on.

Take care today, consider the victories you've had in your life, thank yourself, enjoy the win, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### The Sense in the Sand
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-sense-in-the-sand/
Last updated: 2026-05-16T14:50:52.000Z
*Wednesday, July 09, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

At it again. O/

How's your day?

Rays of sunshine got you feelin' divine?

Good.

Hope today goes well for you and you get back what you give in ways that best serve your best kind of day.

Hope all's well.  
Time for a spell.

Here we go.  
On with our show...

...

Overcast. Patches of light rain. Around 20 degrees cooler than yesterday.

Hope you're cooler than yesterday.

You know you are.

You got this.

Sun's up.

Time to rise and shine, Sunshine Valentine.

When did the seasons stop appearing to matter so much to us?

We got better at building our structures.

Central AC and strong roofs.

But there's something more than snow a New England Winter has that Summer does not.

It's in the company you keep.

The friends in your house do so much to feed your spirit while they visit.

Every bloom in every garden during Summer creates a new environment to live in.

Autumn is a color parade art exhibition in New England.

Winter wants a fireplace in a warm room with hot tea and coffee.

Spring friends set the stage for Summer, all anticipation and growth.

Summer enjoys itself, sweats from the effort, wants a bath or an ocean to cool off in.

Have you thought as much?

What you read on your screen changes with each season, too.

Not just holidays and events, the rhythm of people.

It's easier to say yes to leisure activities in the Summertime. 

Nature's done the heavy lifting and growing. 

Energy abounds to enjoy what's She's made.

It's our turn to make something new from what She's given us.

We're a part of Her.

We can learn so much about how we work best through observation.

We all know the flexible trees willing to bend survive the harshest storms, while the stubborn ones snap.

We all see how this example applies to living a healthier life.

*Nature is a metaphorical mirror for how to best live our lives.*

Everything grows in a certain way.

Like it was arranged to do so.

Enter a long discussion on Spirit and Creation...

Or just look around.

There's intelligence at work in all things that didn't start in a human's mind.

What's up with that?

When you observe the intelligence of the world for a long time it becomes easy to see the sense in the sand, the divinity in the sunrise.

Take care, observe the world some, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A New Way to See
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-new-way-to-see/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T20:58:38.000Z
*Tuesday, July 08, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Back. O/

Hello, again.

Hope Life is treating you as well as you're treating Life.

Hope all's well.

Time for a spell.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

There's always a reason for dancing.

> "Drinking your cup of Super Happy Optimistic Juice this morning, Ghos+?"  
> \- Witty Reader

Just making a point.

Feeling up or down means feeling something. 

Life plays in slow songs and fast. 

There's always a rhythm and a reason for dancing.

The three day wave of high humidity breaks today. 

That's worth a cheer.

> "It's not the heat; it's the humidity."   
> \- Cliché Spouting Reader Who Didn't Know They Sometimes Speak in Semi-Colons

Birds and words at sunrise, how's your cup of tea?

Coffee, cafe, espresso, black, or green, or sweet; hope your matcha matches your mood.

Hope your brew signifies and inspires you.

...

Perhaps it's just a glorified way to say: Good morning.

Perhaps they're thoughts to share.

...

I know you'll agree.

Enjoyment is something AI can never know the enjoyment of.

Our Age of Reason fast gives way to an Age of Feelings and Dreams.

Finally being an artist is recognized as a cultural necessity and not a nice hobby.

AI machines are only as good as the prompts that command.

No one gives a better AI prompt than a poet.

All of our dedication to the dreams of technology finally start to pay.

What was once considered work becomes stuff for machines.

Life doesn't get lazy. Life gets inspired. 

Our focus was on making things to better serve us.

Now our focus turns to making beautiful things to better serve us.

So The Age of Reason matures into The Age of Beauty.

Sure it's a poet's dream. 

But all great movements throughout history started from the dreams of poets.

There is always an initial dreamer.

And that first dream formed in words is always worth being called a poem.

It's a new light shone on an old path, a new way to see.

Which is a good definition for a poem (and this journal): A new way to see.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Immeasurable
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/immeasurable/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T20:51:46.000Z
*Monday, July, 07, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Themes of dreams and what to write...

Hello is always a good way to start. O/

Hope all's well with you.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

How to be you?

Wouldn't it be nice to have an instruction manual on how to operate yourself?

Write one.

You ought to know enough about yourself by now to at least get the basics down.

What motivates you? 

What keeps you going?

Recognize how you work best so you can always set yourself up to work your best.

More words of encouragement for you.

It's about connection, about experiences of life, about all the things AI can never offer because it never truly lives.

It's about Spirit. 

If this morning journal has one major theme, that theme is Spirit. 

Even avatar-*ally* speaking '+he Ghos+' writes it. 

It's crucial we keep recognition of spirit at the forefront of our days.

Just what is it?

Lots of places have some thoughts on the subject. 

Pick a religion and look.

There will always be an aspect to being alive that is immeasurable. 

Life! Alive!

Because you have to be alive for the measure of Life to have any meaning. 

There has to be Life to measure Life. 

The part of you that recognizes, that evaluates, that places meanings or finds them, is what you are. 

It's not a philosophical deep-thought thinking exercise to consider what you are.

We've spent hundreds of years believing if we could just measure things better we'd come to some answers to improve the quality of our lives.

Now, with the advent of AI, we created tools that measure for us and return what we've found to be our best evaluation of each situation. 

What do we do once we've exhausted measuring?

There's so much to say on this.

The power and purpose of dreams and the now dire need to recognize their necessity in our lives.

It's what my afternoon and evening words are for. 

I'll pick things up there and share them with you another time, in another way.

Take care, thank you for reading, consider your spirit and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Optimist Tinted-Glasses
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/optimist-tinted-glasses/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T20:46:23.000Z
*Sunday, July 06, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Glad you're here. O/

Subdued grey reluctant to blue sky shows with the sunrise.

Hope all's well.

Time for a spell.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Sunshine from moon dreams fantastical words for you.

Do you check your phone screen first thing in the morning? 

There's no shame in it.

There's a whole world of humanity in there.

You're plugged in. 

So you plunge in.

Good for you.

Didn't think me, Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine, would think it a good thing?

That phone is a block of lit up dreams!

Of course, Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine thinks it's a good thing.

Chances are you're reading me on it now.

O/

Those dreams are there to share and be shared there and in the air.

Don't forget about the air. 

There's a whole lot of air out there to share in, too.

Share your dreams with the whole world and your air with a few close friends.

That sounds like a good life.

It's always about your intentions, your whys. 

Why are you picking up the phone first thing in the morning?

To check on friends?

Check your schedule?

Check the weather?

Get a News fix filled?

If you like why you're doing it, keep going.

If you dream yourself a good friend, check in with them.

You have a why for what you do. 

Figure it out. 

Own it and be you on purpose.

You gotta be you anyway. 

It goes better, your life is fuller, when you live it on purpose.

Today's a good day for you. 

This is more than optimism. 

These are Optimist Tinted-Glasses!

Wear them with care. 

The world is a lot better than you've been led to believe.

A pair of Optimist Tinted-Glasses are life changing.

No worries. Put 'em on.

It's all good.

As you'll soon see, as soon as you put 'em on.

Take care, keep your lenses clean, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn (Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine)

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### A Palette of Sunshine
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-palette-of-sunshine/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T14:26:49.000Z
*Saturday, July 05, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello. O/

Another cool Summer Sunrise with your cool warm sunny Ghos+.

Glad you're here.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Topic to pick.

To pick a topic to pic.

Wordplay works.

Wordplay's work, for me.

Wordplay works, for me.

I hope you think so, too.

Thank you for reading.

...

Dance and sing! 

We're at it again.

This thing we call a day.

> "Is it philosophy?"   
> \- Curious Potential Reader

> "Nah, just a guy sharing his morning thoughts. He's a poet, though, so he sees the world in different ways. It's cool... gives you a new way to see things."   
> \- Insightful Longtime Wonder Fell Reader (Who is Also Cool)

A solid year since I started. 

I keep it simple; first thing in the morning writing is a daydreamer's stretch.

> "How do you pick what to write about?"   
> \- Curious Reader

I don't. 

It's always the same thing.

I write what the day has to say first thing in the morning. 

I write what's new, what's up with the light. 

I write the sunrise.

Fire consistently changes to change. 

Every sunrise is newly made to show all things in a new light.

Our greatest constant, The Sun, is by design an agent of change.

The Sun shines consistently, though inconsistent through our means of measure, light for us to evaluate the pictures of our day.

If your cellphone screen lights flickered with the consistency of The Sun, you'd barely read a reliable word.

The Sun's not a light bulb; that star is a heavenly painter.

It's medium is color itself.

> "Oh... look what you did."   
> \- The Sun Giving an Interpretation of Your Actions

So it helps to sit in the morning, at anytime during the day, and get better acquainted with the day's palette of sunshine.

A better relationship with how the day feels means you know your audience better, means you can always show yourself in your best light.

Take care, consider sunshine an artist's touch, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Nice.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/nice/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:03:25.000Z
*Friday, July 04, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Made it. O/

Welcome back.

Good to be read by you again.

Here we go. 

On with our show...

...

Sun's up. Cool summer morning. A few thunderstorms yesterday broke the humidity, set the stage for a nice day.

Sometimes the weather is so nice the right thing to talk about is how nice it is.

> "Wow, what a nice day."   
> \- Person Experiencing a Nice Day

> "Yeah, it is nice out today."   
> \- Person Experiencing a Nice Day's Friend

When nice is exceptional you're in for a nice day.

Isn't that nice?

Interesting morning. Long sleep.

Hope things are well with you.

Back to nice...

Can you ever have enough nice?

What is nice?

Nice is comfortable good. 

Nice is an intentional act of kindness.

...

Slow word morning.

What more to say?

Abe... eyes closed, nose close to the open window, keeping his closed eyes open by using his nose to see.

A good day for a daydream.

What to do with a nice day?

Do you read much?

Reading a book is a nice thing to do on a nice day.

Do you have some good friends?

Sharing a nice time with some nice friends is a good thing to do on a nice day.

Daydreaming, as Abe staring out the window with his nose and sometimes open eyes knows, is a nice thing to do on a nice day.

Taking care of yourself because you matter is just about the nicest thing you can do on a nice day.

So take care of you, enjoy this nice day, and make wonderful this wonderful (isn't it nice?) day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 😋**yum*

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### Your. Best. Day. Ever.
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/your-best-day-ever/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T18:08:35.000Z
*Thursday, July 03, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Good to be read by you again.

Hope all's well.

Here we are, so here we go.

On with our show...

...

Your: Best. Day. Ever.

You should have that.

Why wait?

Today works.

Work it.

You got this.

It's not all happy-giddy-fun. Our best days never are.

They're steady. They're calm. They're reassuring. They're satisfying. 

You get what you pay for on your Best Day Ever.

Not with money necessarily, but with the currency of the quality of your time invested. 

When you put your heart, soul, and compassion into a task, heartful, soulful, compassion comes back... on your Best Day Ever.

Do it.

Tell yourself today is your Best Day Ever and your mind will find reasons that it could be true.

Follow those reasons!

What you have is called: Your Life. 

Own it.

A self-satisfied peaceful humility is a good state to be in on a Best Day Ever kind of day.

Don't concern yourself over your outward circumstances. 

This is about you. 

And what's best for you is to have the best relationship you can with yourself today.

Be kind! 

To you!

> "What? I can do that?"   
> \-Reader Undergoing a Life-Changing Epiphany

> "Yes!"   
> \- Author Using a Quote for Dramatic Effect

It's your relationship with the world as you see it that defines your experience.

Look at your life through a new lens.

Best. Day. Ever. Glasses.

Wear 'em! 

There's Joy. 

There's Despair. 

There are songs of love and songs to bring tears.

But there is always a reason for music. 

So there is always a reason for dancing.

...

Sun's up. 

Abe chases rabbits from the yard.

A hot, but not uncomfortable, Summer Day on the way.

I hope life is treating you well. 

See today as your Best Day Ever and reasons why it is will show up.

Take care, have your first Best Day Ever, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Something Called Empathy
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/something-called-empathy/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T13:01:25.000Z
*Wednesday, July 02, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

O/

Welcome back.

Sunshine, daydreams, the dream of today, you and I and what reading can do.

Hope things are well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

[Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/). Punto, period, punto.

Like the world rearranged parts while you slept, like everything in your life is somehow different, like the ingredients are all the same but something poured sugar or salt over all the pieces of your life while you were dreaming.

Like today.

I know Transition Days happen to you, too. 

It's my work to consider such things.

If you ever felt or said: "Something about this feels different or not right or too easy," then you know about Transition Days.

Things fall into place, the previously stuck ball starts to roll for no apparent reason at all... change happened.

Measurable by the experience of juxtaposing old memories to new events and having their relationships bring about unexpected results. 

Change isn't in the air; it is the air on a Transition Day.

A rather loud one this morning, for me.

> "What's changed, Ghos+?"   
> \- Good Reader with a Very Good Question

That's the way and reason for days like today, to find out what changed to trigger the new feelings.

It's like when something is upsetting a good friend of yours. 

They don't mention it to you, nothing about their body language is different, but you sense it.

There's a lot more going on with what feelings are for than just what physical touch can do.

The unspoken sad dreams of a friend can bring you down. 

Their unsaid joys can lift you up, too. 

I know you know this truth true. 

If you ever cared about anything deeply you have something called: Empathy.

You also have my respect, my hopes, and my joy.

Empathy is the missing ingredient in our lives today. 

Lack of it explains every newscast we roll our eyes at, shake our heads at.

If you read me much chances are you're an empathic person. 

The best kind of person.

The kind living right.

Not such an easy thing to be empathic and free, but it's the best kind of life.

A knowing, a sense, that others are feeling life too and we feel something, our experience is changed, because they are... that's empathy.

It's crucial to the success of everyone that we recognize the reality of empathy.

And take responsibility for it.

The emotional tone of every person, place, or thing is directly affected by our own tone.

There's a whole felt world we never see but we feel... together.

Recognize how you feel for no reason at all, find a reason, do something about it, see how it affects the rest of your day in unexpected ways, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Nothing New Age, Nothing Hippie Far-Out
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/nothing-new-age-nothing-hippie-far-out/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T13:41:33.000Z
*Tuesday, July 01, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Happy New Tag Day. O/ 

A new month, the same wonderful you.

Hope all's well.

Sun's up.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Slow words sat with a sunrise sat... just sitting there... up there! 

What you up to Sunshine?

Making summertime plans, for sure.

What does today want to say? 

What message for you?

When you go out with friends it's always best to keep in mind what they want to do to, so you all enjoy the time the best you can.

It's the same with a day.

What's Today want to do?

> "Live and grow."   
> \- Today

Oh, the same thing as you.

See you have so much in common with Today. 

You really should've started talking more a long time ago. 

You'd both be better off for it right now.

But, here you are.

And where you are is a good place to start.

Find what serves you and Today the best and take the first step.

Together.

...

Interesting vibe in the air this morning.

Nothing New Age, nothing hippie far-out about it.

The feeling you have when you're watching a show for the first time and you know something is about to happen...

Some incident is just... about... to...  
Drop!

And change everything for The Hero.

Incoming!

...

Love and money and dreams and what you want and what you need...

So many themes this morning, so much that wants a voice and just this one pen.

And you.

I'd ask you what you want to read about, and write something about it, if reader's eyes wrote back.

Until then it's Assumption-ville, USA for both of us.

I assume you're comfortable. That's good.

I assume you're enjoying the entry. That's good, too.

Another Choppy, Listy, Sentence Morning; there's a lot going on.

Here's my focus, the most important thing to say: *Thank you*.

Thank you for reading as much as you do.

I hope my words bring you some peace, some reflection, some questions and dreams you wouldn't have if you never found them.

I hope your life is enriched by my words.

It's my intent that it is.

If your day is lifted some place greater than you knew it could be before you read me, even for a moment, I'll consider my work a *win*.

Pun, as always, intended.

Take care, figure out what's up with today, and make wonderful your wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Another Kind of Music
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/another-kind-of-music/
Last updated: 2026-05-12T13:16:23.000Z
*Monday, June 30, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Glad you're back.

Hope your day is going well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Another morning with Dapper Abe and +he Ghos+.

Talk to the wall and take notes... sometimes the work feels that way.

But it's not a wall; it's this dream you're shaping.

When you can get it to look a certain way, sound a certain way, make a certain rhythm in a reader's mind, you can call it a job well done.

It's music; a writer's voice sings each sentence with the intonation of spirit.

You hear me while you read.

Only a strange idea until it's beautiful. 

There's a another kind of music notes never know.

It sounds in your head as you read, as you remember that song you haven't thought of in years, or read your favorite writer.

I wonder how this sounds to you: O/

A circle. A slash. A wave.

Hopefully it's an, "Oh good, there's Wynn waving to us. It's not a party till he shows up... a *Let's get this party started* type wave.

Or just a signal that someone living and breathing like you puts down their words for you to remind you that you're not alone in life or in dreams. 

We share the space.

We bring up dreams and science rolls its incompetent eyes.

I measure my dreams and call the measure my words.

You're reading some now. 

Spirit is the texture of the music in your mind as you dream, as you read.

And spirit, that driving force of creation, moves us forward, dances so we may dance our dreams.

There's nothing esoteric here, just new words for ancient knowings. 

You gotta dream it before you can do it. 

Every brilliant mathematical theorem shown to every class begins with the professor's dream to pick up the chalk and write it on the blackboard. 

A dream is always a necessity. 

Take care of yours, make them beautiful before you start to make them, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: ⚙️**gear*

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### Cooking
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/cooking/
Last updated: 2026-05-10T12:58:49.000Z
*Sunday, June 29, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Bright and cheery skies so dreary?

Any which way, you got this. 

Be your best you.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

We do the best we can with what we have to work with each day.

That's a good way to live.

Part of doing our best means caring for what helps us be our best, best.

In this way, the tools and people in our lives that help us the most grow the most each day. 

So, in this way, our level of what's best, grows each day, too.

We take care of what takes care of us.  
We lift up what lifts us up.  
We rise together to rise together.

Do the best you can with what you've got to work with each day.

Thank and help the help and make a better best possible.

Do what you love. 

Build your world around it.

Anything else is a misuse of your time.

Words of encouragement from your friendly Ghos+.

Taking care of you because you're taking care of me by reading me.

See, you are a good person after all.

...

Who writes those things? 

Who spends their lives in lines?

The Poet.

> "Poetry... it's a cute hobby."   
> \- Unenlightened Victim of Society

Words rule the world. 

How we use words determines the quality of the possibilities in our lives.

Poets are the gardeners of language; we keep it growing. 

So everyone can keep growing.

A thing of beauty only started being able to be a shareable joy forever after John pointed it out.

To be or not to be was never a question, until Shakespeare asked it.

The experience was there.

The ability to share it, and so to have it grow, was not.

If it's not on the dinner table you can't eat it.

Unless someone goes to the kitchen and cooks it up.

A poet cooks it up.

Those experiences, those feelings, we want to share but have no voice for.

I'm cooking a voice for them in the kitchen.

Too many cooks spoil too many broths; poets work best alone.

All the great ancient civilizations had two things in common. 

One: They held their poets in high esteem and rose up.

Two: They neglected their poets when life got simple predictable and their civilizations crumbled.

Hey America, you got it pretty good. O/

Quit your bitchin'. 

Hug your neighbor and shut off the damn News shows. 

They're only poisoning you to pay their bills.

Starve them.

Hey America, you want to save our Country?

Boycott the News. 

If the whole populace banned private media for a week, we could start calling ourselves a democracy and be telling ourselves the truth.

Talk to each other about your day, about your world, about life and what works and doesn't work in a day for you.

And call it News.

Shut off corporate media and share yourself.

Want to know what's up in Europe? 

Have a friend send you a message of their day from there.

What's up in Asia? Or North or South America? Australia? Africa? 

Send pics! Friends! Send! Pics!

Corporate media is someone else telling you what you should think is important so they can pay their bills from a lounge chair on their yacht.

Better to ask your friend overseas how our countries are getting along than the suit parades on the yachts. 

Words! And where they're from matter!

You define your life with them and so, words define your life.

Take care, shut off the News, find out what's News from a friend and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 💬**speech\_balloon*

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### Another Dimension
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/another-dimension/
Last updated: 2026-05-11T23:19:57.000Z
*Saturday, June 28, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Sun's up. Time's up.

Time to rise and shine, Sunshine Valentine.

Here we go.

On with our show...

A 'what to write' moment lasted a little longer than usual. 

Of course they happen.

Something those of us who've been writing reliably for sometime know that noobies don't, not knowing before you start where the sentence is going to end up isn't a problem, it's the method. 

You have a *dream and feeling*, you love to write, you use that *dream and feeling* to move your body to write the words.

It's not magic; it's method.

We should think before we speak. 

That's good manners and advice to help create comfortable living spaces.

We should think after we write.

That's called editing.

A text message lasts; a breath is breathable.

Not just what we write, but how we write it, is in every sentence.

It's another dimension. 

It's the realm of +he Ghos+. 

O/

You feel me as you read. 

How's that happen?

Comfort of craft. 

Sincerity. 

Trust that the moment I set down each word reflects best the moment I make each word.

Spirit is the right word for that *other dimension*, as uncomfortable as it makes Science, Spirit is the right word.

I say Ghos+. 

I take an avatar. 

I make my point with persistence and love of making sentences and sharing each morning in lines.

In our age of online footprints, fast fact picture show parades to showcase what you are, I use words only.

A difference between me and your friends is: When they ghost you they're calling for a time out, and when I Ghos+ you, I'm saying: O/

You read me. 

You know me. 

How'd you do that?

Where's my Facebook account? Instagram? X? 

Social media doesn't make us what we are, the conveyance of our spirit, the dream we call our *self* does.

I call it +he Ghos+ to make a point.

You're more than your online accounts, more than your flesh. 

You're a wonderful beautiful dream you have of yourself.

So make sure you dream it beautiful to keep it true. 

Make sure you share it wonderful to see it true, too.

There is something amazing about you that's amazing about me, too.

More than what you can do, more than how you can impress, there's the fact you can do anything at all.

More than Life you have *a life*, it's a gift if you dream it to be one.

Why in the world would anyone ever choose to see it differently?

The world is only a hard place when we put Spirit in the corner with other things we call immeasurable. 

O/ 

Did you feel something? I waved.

Call it a measurable wave.

Call what's measured Spirit.

Call it a good morning hug or handshake from your true Boo, +he Ghos+.

Take care, remember to care and share your dream of yourself, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Living Right
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/living-right/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:05:32.000Z
*Friday, June 27, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Time for a scroll stroll through my words.

Warm up. Stretch. Relax.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Stellar Spectral Symphonies, words from +he Ghos+.

It's not motivational speech. 

Though, I hope you find it motivating.

It's not Self-help literature. 

Though, I hope it helps your Self.

It's a journal. 

I share it publicly in case anyone is interested in what and how a poet thinks about life during these AI times, during any times at all.

The world never changes much, people and our toys do.

What makes a story never changes. 

What makes up a story does.

Spaceships and superheroes and Science-fiction sprawls our screens to paint the same old-storied dreams in a new light.

Even our romance reads went supernatural.

Even a dream-lover can be a werewolf-wizard king.

Because there's nothing more epic than the dream of love.

A culture's understanding of the definition of love writes its history.

Kings and Queens, Helen of Troy, your home life looks better than mine ways are the cause and continuation of every war. 

Every story is a love story.

The denial of love makes a villain.

The physical actions to serve love make a hero.

This is not Valentine's Day Card thinking.

This is 'what life is truly about' thinking.

We don't have to be intimately involved with another to protect their right to intimacy. 

Love isn't a foolish dream, it's the feeling we're living right. 

We're winning at our life when we say we love and are loved.

Love your work. You win.

Love your partner. You win.

Love your friends. You win.

Love your dog. You win.

Loving yourself means making sure what's in your life, what you're loving, is loving you back in a way that feels like love to you.

Love is the body and soul harmonizing: "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Sometimes with an exclamation point, sometimes with a period, never with a question mark.

Serve your dream, thoughts, and feelings of love, and you serve yourself the opportunity for a successful life that you feel is successful.

Love isn't a mystery; it's right living.

How we treat what and who we have in our lives determines our opportunity to experience love.

More stuff, more money, more renown...

More of anything never brings success, unless it's more of what you love that returns your love.

A dog is an easy example.

I give Abe my love; love comes right back.

My work, too. 

I give my words my love; love of reading them comes right back.

Simple.

Take care, recognize one thing you love that loves you back, call that feeling living right and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Cool
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/cool/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:13:53.000Z
*Thursday, June 26, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

A theme, a dream, a how'd you do. O/

Good to have you read me again.

Heatwave waved goodbye last night.

Hope you're staying your cool self.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Sigh... cool breeze. 

Just past sunrise.

Abe decided to stay outside this morning.

He's now laying on the cool dirt enjoying the feel.

What does your dog or cat think of the weather?

They know when dinners coming, they know to sit when you ask them to, (cats know how to 'sit' they consider it more of an option than dogs), surely they must have thoughts, feelings, opinions on the weather.

We discuss the weather to be polite.

> "You can always talk about the weather."  
> \- Reassuring Friend Helping You Be Comfortable Meeting New People

When we discuss how animals view the weather we're being interesting and cool. 

(Cool being this post-heatwave post's theme.)

...

Birds are the best meteorologists; they've got the best view.

Do you ever wonder what their songs are about? 

The weather. The call to their mate. Their call to mate. A safety report. A message to their flock where a good place to eat is.

Why and how we talk is why and how birds do.

Songbirds do best with many different colored friends.   
We should take a hint from birds on the best way to keep singing together.

A fashion show of feathers and flesh, a reason to sing.

...

Highway traffic wooshes take over for the sparrows and robins and blue jays.

Southbounders towards Boston. Eastbounders to the sea,   
To a cool job in the city or a cool day at the beach.

The world is a pretty cool place when you look at it right.

Look at it right, keep cool, be cool and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Art Right Now
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/art-right-now/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:42:43.000Z
*Wednesday, June 25, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Yo, yo, yo.

How's your flow?

Good to be read by you again. O/

Here we go. 

On with our show...

...

A slight breeze!

Heatwave breaks today.

Abe's glad for it, too. 

He's been extra selective regarding his choice of which bunny or squirrel to chase from the yard.

Returned to some older posts late last night. 

Been about a year since I committed to this daily.

It's become more conversational. 

Esoteric entries and dragons at the start.

Dragons? 

Dragons are for other stories of mine.

They hold a large and very important place in my dreamscape.

There's Gnome, Faeries, and other things personified seen in the pictures there, a kind of Wonderland full of tales.

Guess you'd call this entry hype, so far.

Though there's always the right title somewhere in lines.

...

I hope this journal brings you some peace, some reflection.

It's easy to forget there's more about you than the reaction to all the flash presented to you on screens.

I love this Internet AI age; the whole world now runs on the shared written word.

Even all the software necessary to run every picture and video and text you view is based on written programming language.

So for a poet, or writer of any kind, now is a great time to be alive.

...

I saw recently defunding of Art groups and institutions in our Country is occurring. 

This is a tragic economic mistake.

With the speed of growth in technology, with the advent of AI, what we now call work is soon not to exist.

If it's jobs we're concerned about, defunding The Arts is going to leave us with an untrained workforce. 

If the idea is Greatness, we're being set up for a downfall.

There's no blame in this other than limited scope of POV.

I can see it from where I sit. 

Someone entrenched in the 'Right Now of Things' would not.

Factories and farm equipment are soon to run by the push of buttons by a few.

Millions are to be out of work if we don't act now.

There's a short boom. 

Building the machines that are to make what so many of us do now unnecessary provides a lot of great *temporary* growth.

But in the aftermath millions are replaced with the push of a few buttons.

If we don't act now that whole population is set to be untrained.

Once we have the robotic tech the question to further our greatness comes with the work of deciding, imagining, dreaming, what to do with it.

A Nation full of trained Artists and Artisans takes the lead in the place of what is called the most successful Nation.

Limiting access to The Arts not only diminishes cultural enrichment, it effects the fabric of the economic health of our Nation.

Seen through this lens the actions to bolster The Arts in education and accessibility is crucial to the long term survival of our Country. 

Take care, teach your children to dream well to secure their future job security, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Heat, Hot, Heat
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/heat-hot-heat/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:19:06.000Z
*Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.*

Hot, heat, hot, hello. 

A heatwave and a wave O/ for you this morning.

Hope the weather's treating you well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Somedays the weather is just about the only thing to talk about.

When there's a hurricane outside there's not too much on The News.

But there's much to talk about.

A lot to read, too.

...

The sky's electric blanket blue. 

Abe's on his cool bed on the cool floor.

A fat rabbit sits in the yard, turns its head, stares at Abe's usual lookout window, sees no one is home, exhales and chews some green leaf from something Spring just sprung.

Abe's got a new bowtie. Classic red flannel. 

The flannel you think of when you think of flannel, flannel.

*Handsome and dapper as ever.*

How's your style? 

Showing the world your best you?

We dress the day, express our way.

Today, for me, I'm sporting the 'It's freakin' hot out and so am I' look.

*Handsome and dapper (and humble) as ever.* 

Of course.

...

An interesting morning, a loud languid [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/) Bell chimed hot, heat, hot.

I have stories to share with you.

I've been holding off.

Not much longer, though.

Perhaps the extreme weather signals it's time for a switch.

All things in good time.

It's a good time for a good time.

Take care, stay cool, stay true to what's good about you and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### How You Make a Capital Q
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/how-you-make-a-capital-q/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:16:03.000Z
*Monday, June 23, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Sunshine state of mind feelin' fine?  
Getting it done fun in the sun?  
Just chillin' out no time to pout?

Be your best you, that's the thing to do.

Welcome back.

Here we go. 

On with our show...

...

Keyboard?

I thought about switching to a keyboard this morning for a change of pace.

The morning words are slow the past week or so.

But slow isn't a bad thing. Slow ought to be encouraged. It's so lacking these days.

The right word here is actually: *Fast*.

Morning dreams are fast lately, the pen stutters to keep up.

It's quality control, your instrument of choice.

Your writing device is your selectively permeable membrane for bringing your dreams to written words.

It's the feeling the device brings to you that's most important.

Comfort comes first when it comes to choice of a writing device.

Simple simplicity is best.

After you've been at it for sometime, working really working, developed a strong practice; you find it's a matter of choosing the best instrument for the song that wants sung.

A flute concerto played on a tuba is an interesting academic exercise. 

Though, even if the tuba player was a virtuoso, the whole dynamic and feel of the song would be completely changed.

It's rare when writing that the tool used to etch the marks changes the quality of the conveyance. 

It's rhythm. It's intonation. It's comfort.

The loop of a cursive line holds more of what's personal in its expression than any press of any key. So the personal comes in the journey from dream to page. 

How you make a capital Q is a different experience via cursive than via type tap and thumb-slap.

There's a lot to say on this subject. Perhaps I'll put it in an essay.

I know other authors fuss over their writing equipment at least as much as I have my whole life.

Topic to address: The difference on drafts made from handwriting, touch typing and thumb-slapping. 

It is measurable the way a poem measures things.

I know that if Shakespeare were to write a sonnet of love on his laptop it would sound different than if he poured it from his fountain pen.

I know that Shakespeare knows it, too.

Take care, write type thumb-slap that essay, choose your most comfortable tools, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Courteousness and Awe
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/courteousness-and-awe/
Last updated: 2026-05-11T23:09:31.000Z
*Sunday, June 22, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way,

... to start. O/

Light rain. Robin on the outside light fixture sings a quick melody and flies away.

What's up with you today, persistent reader?

Hopefully good news with better views.

You deserve a good day. Why postpone joy?

Today works. Have a good one.

Ready?

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Slow words.

Abe cleans his paws on the loveseat... naked.

Huh?

His bowtie collar is in the laundry.

Strange to call a dog naked when they're not wearing a collar.

People and our quirky expectations.

A patchwork sentence morning is in the air.

Choppy. Listy. Thoughts.

Experience taught me to put down the haphazard lines and to keep putting them down.

Eventually an idea that wants another and another shows.

A rhythm is made. A theme established. 

The idea is to commit to writing and keep going.

Sometimes your legs need a little more stretching before you walk comfortably. Sometimes you're just ready to go with out warm-ups.

It's always best to stretch first, though.

Same applies for creative arts, too. 

It's what my, "Good morning..." first line and the hello introductions are for: A stretching exercise.

And to be polite, too, of course.

Manners matter at the dinner table, in public, and in Art.

Our audience's comfort level determines their capacity to receive and process our message.

Courteousness also helps the courteous. 

It's about making a safe environment for your work to be shared.

Always a good idea to have your audience's level of comfort in mind while you work.

Your message might be bold, cutting edge, sensational; but how and where it is received and by who, ought to be a consideration.

You must have an audience in mind when you write, when you speak, when you do anything; or you're just talking to yourself.

...

There's a whole generation plus of us who grew up in awe of technology.

Awe of technology is a common thread in their daily existence.

It helps us talk to each other, share our stories more.

It's the 'awe' bit that concerns me. 

I want to make sure we remember that awe, to feel so impressed, so thankful, so excited, about something is a possibility of what we are.

That we're just as impressed with our ability to feel in awe as we are with AI....

That we share the ability to feel awe at all is a great reason for anyone to write anything at all.

Take care, mind your manners, keep your audience in mind and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Live the Painting
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/live-the-painting/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T19:52:04.000Z
*Saturday, June 21 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

We're cool. O/

Cool June morning.

Hope your weather suits your mood.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Home.

A shelter from the 'so-much-elseness' of the quick spectacle world.

We walk around in firework skies, stare at flash-less camera'd screens flashing pixelated shocks to feed and fire our fantasies. 

Focused in the zone getting it done or delightfully distracted is how so many of us measure happiness.

The concept of boredom is an admittance of a neglectful understanding of what's important.

'Doing Nothing' is impossible; we're always daydreaming.

If your day doesn't require bouncing around checking items done off of lists, you're not wasting time. 

You're dreaming of ways to shape time.

The Dream always comes first. 

This basic truth, I write about a lot, is covered up in all our *felt necessary* busyness. 

If you don't take time to sit and dream about your life and how you'd like it to look, then your days are spent living someone else's dream of a good life for you.

If you find yourself bored, you're a victim of living someone else's dream of a good life.

Take sometime everyday to check-in with your dream of you, see how you're doing, reassess then return to doing your dream.

Daydreaming doesn't get in the way of success; it's mandatory to be a success. 

Get to know yourself. Take yourself on a date. Put your headphones on. Get to your happy place. 

How do you want your life to look?

Paint your life with dreams, then live the painting.

Boredom is feeling guilty for not living someone else's dream: Toss it.

Take a deep breath, dream what a good life looks like to you, call that dream a painting, live in that painting, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Because
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/because/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:11:16.000Z
*Friday, June 20, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

You did it!

You woke up!

Nice work.

Welcome back. O/

We've got so much to talk about.

So...

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

*Do you want to be alive?*

> "Heck of a thing to ask someone first thing in the morning, Ghos+."   
> \- Stunned Yet Curious Reader

It's more than a good question. 

I'd say, if you're looking to have a good life, it's critical you ask yourself it now and again.

Consider it an adjudication. 

Consider it an assessment.

It's always a yes or no question, but the answer is always dependent on when you ask it.

The value of the answer doesn't rest in whether you say yes or no. 

It's in what follows the word: *Because*.

"Do you want to be alive?"

"Yes, because..." <– Do more of this.

"No, because..." <– Remove this from your life.

We get to create. 

That's life.

Now, we can sit around complaining the materials we were born into don't serve our wishes, or we can get to work creating new materials that do.

It's always only a matter of time till your life is an easy 'yes' to the question of whether or not you want to be alive.

Keep creating new materials to have your life look the way you want it to and before you know it you're crowded by things designed to make you feel life is worth living.

That's a great place to wake up in, a room that reflects to you that your life is worth it.

It's on you to make that space. 

Life is the opportunity to create *a Life.*

We're all dealt different materials from the start.

What we do with what we have makes our story.

Make something new out of what's in your day. 

Make ways to make what you have make something beautiful.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Nap
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/nap/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:07:57.000Z
*Thursday, June 19, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Better than yesterday?

In some way, somewhere, it is. 

Hope you recognize it. 

Glad you're here.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Later than usual wake up for Abe and I.

Which means a still early wake up for most.

I like early mornings and late nights, middle times can be so noisy.

Afternoon's megaphone insistence on what must be done is almost always a place best suited for me to take a nap.

Remember that when you were so young?

In Kindergarten, or Day Care, in the afternoon everyone grabbed their blankets and pillow and took a nap.

Imagine a corporation instituting the same policy.

Everyone lays down in their cubicle for an hour or so... off grid.

We'd have to change our whole understanding and definition of productivity to adopt such a way.

Have to redefine success, too.

With so many miserable millionaires in the world, reshaping our myth on what success looks and feels like is long overdue.

So many, still, are working so hard to just pay bills or to earn a hard fought million dollar misery.

Those with what is called fortune and fame tend to be the most privately miserable lot of humanity.

Work. 

Good honest work you love that helps the world somehow is the only thing that ever brings any lasting joy.

The world knows very little about its most successful people because successful people are too busy enjoying their work to tell you about it.

Success is measured by early morning affirmations and late at night recognitions.

You want to wake up; you're proud to call it a day.

Take care, recognize one thing you're proud to have done today before you go to sleep, look forward to being able to do something like it when you wake up, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Kind of Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/kind-of-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-11T23:03:13.000Z
*Wednesday, June 18, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hola. O/

Humid. Light rain. Spring calls Summer to say, "Almost, there."

*Really warm* today, we save *hot* for the Summertime. 

How's your day?

Good as you are, I hope.

If not find a good friend, or a good book, and hang out until what's good catches up to you.

Read me for awhile, if it helps.

I hope it does.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

A little grey, Abe looks at the sky.

What do dogs dream of the weather?

We know dogs dream. 

We see it when their eyes are closed, their breathing changes, their paws paddle... they're running!

And wake up!

Whether for the sake of loyalty or magic, our pets tend to mimic our ways.

So naturally, Abe rests on the loveseat and stares daydreams at the sunrise.

He's a handsome humble guy too, of course.

Bowtie is his style, not mine. 

He adopted and perfected the flannel bowtie to mimic my shirt of choice.

A quiet, stay in, read a book, watch an old movie, daydreaming kind of day.

One of my favorite kinds. 

A type of day best suited for my work.

A late Spring warm light rainy day writes a different poem than a perfect volleyball at the beach day.

How's your weather? 

Hope it suits your business.

Short entry this morning. 

Gonna go sit with Abe and stare at the sky and see what we can dream.

Take care, do your best you, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### The News!
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-news/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:46:07.000Z
*Tuesday, June 17, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

A new day. Same dog asleep on the same loveseat. Same Sun. A new Sky.

Hope you're well.

Hope the spectacles on other screens aren't interfering with your good sense.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

The News! Dance!

Move! Sea of Humanity! Spin! Dip! Dive!

Why make up your own mind when you can just turn on The News?

The News!

Old rich neighbors with expensive audio video equipment tell you what's up and call it The News.

The News!

The modern Media Machine is a beast, a biblical beast.

Please don't let it run your life.

The cure for it is in your pocket, in your purse, perhaps where you read this now.

Most of us have cameras on us all the time and a connection to most of the World.

Take note of what you actually witness and share it.

When good spirited people who are actually living in the stories we're fed as spectacles start telling and showing us their stories, we'll finally be free of the beast we call The Media.

The pictures placed in front of us everyday for us to share matter in relation to the picture placers.

Your longtime friend tells you about a new cold medicine they took and it really did work. If you get a cold again, you ought to try it.

A Pharmaceutical Company tells you the same story.

It's a different story.

Consider the source.

*The source is always a part of every story.*

> "What's your source, Ghos+?"   
> \- Astute Reader with all the Right Questions

Just a guy writing in his morning journal who knows life is a lot better than the pictures we so often use to talk about life with.

Keep in mind while you view the images of the day that somebody wants you to see those images in that way.

If what you see looks horrible, someone wants you to see horror.

If what you see looks compassionate, someone wants you to see compassion.

There's always a way, in all circumstances, to make those circumstances into an opportunity to help us grow. 

There is always an opportunity for good.

Find it, report it and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Perhaps the Pachyderm
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/perhaps-the-pachyderm/
Last updated: 2026-05-11T22:58:29.000Z
*Monday, June 16, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Welcome back.

Peace. 

Even the blue jays are relaxed.

Takes a lot to chill out a blue jay.

Being the color blue in nature is a lot of work.

How's your day?

Idyllic Spring in New England temps and sky for the stage today.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Change in each sunrise the past few days.

The words agree.

When you make a constant you recognize variables.

The past few morning journal entries want for something.

Something is not being said and wants saying.

The writer's job is to recognize it and say it.

There's an elephant in the room and no one is talking about it because no one knows elephants exist.

The Poet's job? Define the elephant.

Perhaps the pachyderm will prove describable today.

Perhaps the pachyderm was the point that poet's define what's gone unnamed and the exercise is over.

That feels right.

We haven't known what to do with poets in America, haven't the time.

But every once and awhile one of us comes along and every course of events in the Nation is changed.

Words are how we live, how we get things done.

Poets breathe life into old words and make them new. 

Everything done with words, and so everything, is made new through The Poet.

And here you are thinking I'm a sweet chocolate Valentine's Day Card warm fuzzy guy.

I am, of course, but there's a whole lot more.

From Epic Poets to Biblical Prophets, poets, poets, poets have always held a place of great respect and purpose in great civilizations.

> "Did you know your words can do *this*, too?"   
> \- Great Poet Who Big Brother is Definitely Watching

...

Another... *there's so much more to say mornings...*

Call it reference material for afternoon writing sessions.

Hope all's well. 

Take care, reconsider the evolutionary importance of poetry, thank a poet and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Not Deep Thought Questions
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/not-deep-thought-questions/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T19:47:29.000Z
*Sunday, June 15, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Hope all's well.

Time for a spell.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

There's more to life than speeding it up.

Fast! Fast! Quick! Get it done... lifestyles get dead quicker with big question marks asking what was it all for attending their funerals.

Slow down. You're here.

Life! Alive! 

You ought to realize you're here on purpose.

You could if you sat still and listened to your dreams from time to time.

The World talks to you all the time.

Really, it does.

This journal so often talks about dreams. But what are they for?

Where do they come from? 

How are they possible?

What is a dream?

These are not deep thought questions.

There's breath. There's a heartbeat. There's dreams. 

You can't exist without any.

What's a heartbeat? Is not a deep question.

Neither is, "What's a dream?"

We share a story, this thing called Life.

Life is a great dream. We tend to it, shape it, care for it with our own power to dream and make our dreams real.

When we add to the dream called Life something shareable, that is called making it real. 

Reality = Our Shared Dream.

It frustrates me this sounds so deep end esoteric.

It's basic human 101: Have a dream. Think of a way to do it. Do it.

...

AI? Why bring that up now...?

Dreams take the forefront in the realm of the practical now.

A prompt fed AI is a dreamer's dream. A sentence held up for the eyes of human records to reflect an image back from.

There is so much to say on this topic in places better suited than a poet's morning journal.

I am glad that dreams, the practicality of dreams, finally has to be seen centerstage if our technology is to do us any good.

So much to say...

In another palace, on another day.

Hope all's well. O/

Take care, dream and dream and dream, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Happily Ever After
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/happily-ever-after/
Last updated: 2026-05-11T22:52:14.000Z
*Saturday, June 14, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

High five. O/

Good to be alive.

> "Why so much congratulations, so early, Ghos+?"   
> \- Genuinely Curious Reader

Sometimes, while we sleep, we dream a thing done.

We know everything starts with a dream, but everything ends with a dream, too.

Within the words 'The End' you find a grab bag of dream choices.

What happens after the story is over is your new dream's purpose to decide.

Happily ever after happens, but it's dull without an audience.

What happily ever after actually means is: 'It was worth it.'

> "Happily Ever After = Win."   
> \- Wynn

O/

On with our show...

Rain. Gentle. Quiet. Steady tapped puddle tops in mounds of mud.

The Sun is quite comfortable keeping the white pillow top comforter on and staying in bed.

How's your day?

Simple? 

Simple days, though neglectfully forgotten, are some of the best days.

A quiet day at home can still be a great day depending on how you spend your quiet.

*There's no telling how much good a daydream can do until you daydream it.*

Everything starts with a dream. 

The best, most successful people at life, dream on purpose, with purpose.

You should, too.

Pick something and dream a way to achieve it, at least a first step.

Then, take the step.

Plenty of people and places can tell you excellent methods for taking steps towards your dream.

But you have to have a dream first.

Take care, take a quiet day, keep it simple, dream on purpose with a purpose and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A Palace of Good Things
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-palace-of-good-things/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T17:02:28.000Z
*Friday, June 13, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Nice for you to read me again. O/

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Real. Slow. Words.

The World is stuck in okay... on its way to good.

You good?

Good. 

I'll see you there soon.

Just. A. Few. More. Words.

...

Abe caught another rabbit yesterday. [Same story](https://www.wonderfell.org/thanks-abe/). 

Another push-button squeak toy gift for me.

The mother rabbit had a litter. 

Abe brings me the babies.

She relocated. 

Smart move.

Both Abe's gifts were from the same mother but with very different markings.

Two children of the same litter with such a different look.

Mother Nature sings variety.

If the world were purely for the sake of scientific sensibility every bunny would be one shade of brown, hop one certain way.

Evolution, variety of species, Darwin, blah...blah...blah.

Mother Nature loves to paint!

There's proof in your mirror; the sunrise in the sky.

How a thing looks matters, but not as much as what we look at.

When we focus on what's negative all we allow opportunity for is what's negative.

Your mind starts to seek out disharmony.

Because you encourage it to.

Fix it.

Find something positive, a smile, a laugh.

Hold onto it.

Find more.

Grow a palace of good things to live in from the good things you see.

Teach your mind to find what's right, and good, and true. Then, let it serve you.

It's not an exercise in naive optimism. It's dictating your terms. Defining what you accept in your life.

Because The Human Spirit is just and kind, when we allow only images of justice and kindness into our lives we're filled with a desire to live and live well.

So much of so much of what our screens show does nothing but drain our spirit.

I urge you to thumbs down a negative image or story today and thumbs up something heroic or kind.

For the sake of the quality of your life, for Life itself, shine a light on something positive, share it, and make wonderful this wonderful day. 

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Thanks Abe
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/thanks-abe/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:04:40.000Z
*Thursday, June 12, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Hola. O/

Buenos Day, The Spanglish Way.

Hope all's well with you,

Muy bien, too.

Time to go.

So, on with our show...

...

He did it!

Yesterday Abe caught a rabbit.

A little bunny the size of a hand.

> "Cheep! Cheep! Squeak!"   
> \- Bunny Lounging in Abe's Mouth

I went outside to assess the situation. Walked up to him. Stared at him. "Put it down." 

He sad puppy eyed me. "Drop it."

He walked to the porch and set it down at the top of the stairs.

Shocked or dead the bunny didn't move.

I put Abe back in the house. 

A small jab at the rabbit and it sprang to life! Hopped along, jumped off the porch and was gone.

Abe's a big guy, a mountain hound dog cross from Texas around 80 pounds.

The rabbit was unharmed. 

Abe is gentle with his squeak toys.

I stopped him before he could pull the stuffing out of this one to get the squeaker.

Cotton fluff on the porch leaves a preferable mess on the porch.

Back outside Abe sniffed around, recognized the scent trail led over the fence, circled the yard one more time, and returned to his regularly scheduled daydream in the evening sun.

We name something; we give it a story; we make life into *A Life*.

A wild dog in Texas woods would have had a nice dinner.

Proud Abe went to his own grocery store and brought me back a squeaky toy for a change.

He's a true friend and knows I prefer the battery operated push one button and watch them run kind.

Thanks Abe.

Take care, play with your toys and not your dinner, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### The Dark Age of Science
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/the-dark-age-of-science/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T19:41:30.000Z
*Wednesday, June 11, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hey. O/

Good to be read by you again.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

The rain, and the sky deciding whether or not to, finally stopped.

Soft sunshine this morning, night mist made heavy dew. 

A good weather, nice day, kind of day.

Songbirds go soft to let a few crows take the show.

There's magic in the air.

What's up with your sky?

Stretch your neck and see.

Remove your eyes from the digital screen, remember your body is like the best food, *organic;* look up, give the sky a color, and return to your regularly scheduled pixel show.

*Nothing wrong with a cellphone screen; nothing wrong with sunshine.*

It's what we do with a thing that matters.

The morality of matter comes down to how we use it.

Every weapon is a tool if you use it right.

A torch can light the way or burn down a house.

...

I worry and wonder about AI.   
Worry and wonder for the Spirit.  
Worry and wonder Science forgot dreams make the world go around.

Try not to dream something and you already lost. The trying is a dream.

We covered up what is most important about us under a dark blanket of numbers, and theorems, and proofs. Veiled our dreams to increase our bodies time breathing. 

Left ourselves feeling empty day in to lights out. Dressed ourselves in an existential crisis buried under ways to make our hearts beat longer, ways to make trips to the stars, and forgot the light that shines in us, that sparked us alive.

The suicidal tendencies of our societies show we are in The Dark Age of Science; computers make music, make hearts starve.

Spirit pushed aside as if it wasn't always the light inside that inspires each measurement, each note.

*"Why?"* The first and fundamental question of existence and the first and fundamental tenant Science tells us to leave out.

I cheer Science on and am grateful for everyone of its successes. 

I breathe easier and can take a space shuttle to the moon.

But without a remembrance of Spirit, breath and space flight are arbitrary exercises, puzzles to figure out for the sake of putting a puzzle together and not for the sake of living.

Take care today, listen to a dream or two, wonder where they come from and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### A Puff
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/a-puff/
Last updated: 2026-05-14T19:32:40.000Z
*Tuesday, June 10, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Feeling strong, all day long.

Some sign of something good came to mind this morning, is what I hope for you.

Persistent days of insistent rains here, of late.

The sky debates sunshine.

Later than usual start, the weather caters to sleep.

Hope all's well with you.

Time for a spell or two.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

Health and wealth and hurricanes, things we discuss. 

Lately rain smacked the ground, woke the stems from the seeds, the green from the stems, Summer waits for the Sun.

How are your dreams?

You ought to check in on them time and again. 

Mine rest on pages yet read, words left unsaid, from lack of sharing. 

*'It's all in the timing."* It's said.

Which is only true based on how you define *'it'.*

When and what is your it? 

What's your dream look like reached and held?

Where do you stand?

What do you hold when you say, "This is it! I did it!"?

What's your masterpiece made manifest?

A new house? A car? A happier child? Better days spent doing a better job?

Music played? Paintings finished and shared? Satisfaction for the day for a lullaby?

That's always a great marker for how well we serve our dreams, how easy it is to fall asleep.

When bedtime requires an orange bottle an hour or so before to happen, check-in with what you're doing to serve your dreams and check-off Pick up Prescriptions from the Pharmacy.

...

I know something about you that you forgot; *you're alive.*

I know it's true because you're reading these words.

I know you read them because for some reason they lift you up, help you remember your power to dream, and the power you have to make those dreams come true.

Where do your dreams come from? 

Did you ever think something divine gave them to you to see that you accomplish them?

I did. O/

It's why I'm here.

To remind you every morning, you write your own story of actions to best serve your dreams.

There's a ghost... a puff of The Breath of Life in you called your inspiration, your spark.

You wake up to ignore it or to grow it.

The former exhausts you and leaves you empty. 

The latter lifts you and leaves you inspired.

Remember your dream of you today, serve it, be lifted, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Unexpected Gift Day
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/unexpected-gift-day/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T23:00:37.000Z
*Monday, June 9, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

The words don't write themselves. 

They don't read themselves either. 

Thank you. O/

Another sunrise, another hello from +he Ghos+.

Springtime light and temperatures with a Summer feel, the forecast the sky sets up.

How's your weather?

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

Comforts and joys and toys! toys! toys!

They're not just for the holidays, you know.

National Cheese Day, National Doughnut Day, National Burger Day..... 

How about today is National Give a Friend an Unexpected Gift Day?

It's best they don't know what day it is. We'd have to change the name...

National *Hey Where's My Present Day,* isn't festive at all.

...

Abe's out patrolling the yard. 

Sometimes crows pass by, turn back, then stop.

This morning is a sometime.

He only chases birds that [eat meat](https://www.wonderfell.org/bop-2/).

Songbirds get a free pass unless they loiter too long, like self-entitled American Robins with their *'I saw it first'* attitudes.

[Lola's](https://www.wonderfell.org/lola-gets/) still in one piece.

Abe's laying with her on the porch with vigilant eyes on the yard.

All's well here in place and in dreams.

A good day to think about what to add on to each day.

> "A good day for an unexpected gift, Wynn. What would you like?"   
> \- Caring Good Friend Reader

Some grateful readers and a strong devoted woman who knows what flowers are for.

I'd get something for you too, of course.

Perhaps a... well it wouldn't be unexpected if I told you.

Take care, give a friend a gift just because and make wonderful this wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### When Good Morning Means Good Night
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/https-www-bing-com-images-create-create-a-hopeful-image-on-two-tired-owls-watching-1-6845c9df1d464829b1e8b78e7aa36d42-id-kljspba12wjlygkj7-2bem7g-3d-3d-view-detailv2-idpp-genimg-idpbck/
Last updated: 2026-05-09T22:55:53.000Z
*Sunday, June 8, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How goes it? O/

I see it now. 

These morning posts feel like a profound wall-of-text text message from a friend.

It's not presumptuous of me to call you a friend; we've been at it so long.

What's up, friend? O/

> "The sunrise, Wynn. That's why we're here."   
> \-Friend with a Knack for the Obvious Who Likes Puns

Well... glad you noticed, too.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

An owl! Over an hour and a half past sunrise.

And the *whoo-whoo* goes quiet.... 

Saying *good morning* for an owl means saying *good night*.

How's your work? How's your job?

Busy here. Though, that's the norm.

Work isn't busy work when you enjoy it.

It's a joy, a life well-lived.

> "He works all those hours. Spends all his time writing. Someone ought to help him get a life. Relax a little."   
> \- Concerned Compassionate Reader

Like anyone who loves their work, this *is* living for me. This is relaxing.

There is a loneliness at times. 

But there's the work.

And the work is a great friend.

I hope you have something that brings you peace and satisfaction the way writing does for me.

It's a good life spent doing what we love.

The best life.

The only one truly worth living, I think.

A few good friendships, a devoted lover for a best friend, and love of work, is a good recipe for a good life.

...

The words are choppy; the dreams are vast.

This morning wants definition for so much. 

A [Transition Day](https://www.wonderfell.org/2024-07-25/), for sure.

Thoughts revolve around friendship.

Written words only do so much.

Time for something more.

Take care, say hello to a true friend, and make wonderful your wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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### Mr. Chillout's Cafe
URL: https://www.wonderfell.org/mr-chillouts-cafe/
Last updated: 2026-05-26T16:56:32.000Z
*Saturday, June 7, 2025*

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

O/ Good to be read by you again.

Really, you truly are a great friend.

You should give yourself more credit.

*Give yourself more credit.*

Welcome back.

Here we go.

On with our show...

...

A little bit of rain stops to start a little bit more of a little bit of rain.

How's your consistency? Reliability? Self-trust?

You're well enough to read these words, so you must be doing well somewhere, somehow, in your life.

Congratulations.

...

Time. 

Did you ever wonder about it?

Is it an arbitrary agreement made unarbitrary by agreement, or an actual force?

We measure a sunrise to a sunrise with an ideal human heart.

Sixty beats we call a minute.

The sunrise's prescription for a healthy human body, a heart that beats sixty times in an interval we call a minute. 

Sixty of those we call an hour.

Twenty four of those we agree to call a day.

We measure human life, Life herself, with our heart.

I think this applies metaphorically, too.

The value of each day is based on our emotional content for that day.

How's your emotional content for today?

Find happiness. 

Happy is a good guy or gal.

Hold onto them.

It's a good day traveling with Mr. or Ms. Happy.

They'll introduce you to some friends, Mr. and Mrs. Joy for instance.

That's a nice road trip in an SUV with Happy and Mr. and Mrs. Joy.

You can stop for lunch at Mr. Chillout's Cafe. 

Then, hop back in the SUV on your way to Ms. Satisfaction's Hotel to stay the night.

Always a good day that ends at Satisfaction.

Find Happy, take them through your day to a place called Satisfaction, take care and make wonderful your wonderful day.

#### +he Ghos+

Wynn

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