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Morning journal entries from November 2025
Time to Redecorate
2025.11.23
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!
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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.
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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
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.
Images courtesy of Ms. Copilot (DALLE-3) and +he Ghost, November 2025
A New Painting in Motion
2025.11.22
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/
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Did you check out the last installment of Colore?
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
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.
A Personal Fire
2025.11.21
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.
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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 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
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.
Agreed Upon Ways
2025.11.20
Thursday, November 20, 2025
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Here we are. Another sunrise, another post from this persistent poet, for you.
Glad you're here. O/
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
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.
Sky Dreams
2025.11.19
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.
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
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.
Your World Is Made of It
2025.11.17
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...
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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?
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.
Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
+he Ghos+
Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧥coat
Same Prompt🤔: Create an inspiring image of an angel wearing a bowtie holding the world in the style of an epic anime impressionist illustration.
What the First Line Is For
2025.11.16
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
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.
Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025
A New Peace
2025.11.15
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...
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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.
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Colore Continues.
Last night I posted a short scene 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
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.
