2025.07
Morning journal entries from July 2025
Some Would Rather...
2025.07.23
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...
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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.
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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+
The Joys of Personification
2025.07.22
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...
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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.
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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.
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+
Good News Sells!
2025.07.21
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...
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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.
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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.
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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+
Consider the Light
2025.07.20
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...
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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+
If Only, Away
2025.07.19
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...
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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.
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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+
Living, Easy
2025.07.18
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...
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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+
A New Way
2025.07.16
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...
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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.
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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+
I Wonder About You
2025.07.15
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...
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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.
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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.