3 min read

Poets Are to Blame

2025.12.18
Poets Are to Blame
Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o), Some Cubists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

Thursday, December 18, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell 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/

Image courtesy of Google Gemini, Some Cubists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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.

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 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.

0:00
/0:06

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine, Some Cubists, and +he Ghos+, December 2025

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.