Starved for Adjectives

2025.11.07

Starved for Adjectives
Metro-gnome Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

Friday, November 07, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell 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.

Metro-gnome Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, November 2025

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.

Metro-gnome Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025

Speaking of words, today is Friday so later another verse from 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

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