2025.10
Morning Journal entries from October 2025
To Turn on the Light
2025.10.06
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.
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...
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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.
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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
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.
Taking Time to Daydream
2025.10.05
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...
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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
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.
One True Honest Sentence
2025.10.04
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
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.
Compassion Similar to Your Own
2025.10.03
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...
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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.
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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
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.
Keep Going
2025.10.02
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...
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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.
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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.
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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
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.
The Products of Beauty
2025.10.01
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...
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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.
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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
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.
