The Kind of Work I Do

Sunday, December 28, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

"What a thing to do... write each day at dawn this Epic Letter Poem."
-Interested Reader

"Well, I was here anyhow and it's rude not to include you."
-Friendly Poet Including You

Thanks for reading.

It's amazing; we rarely consider it. Give it a thought or two... what happens when we read.

What these symbols called letters do ought to fill us all with wonder.

Here we are having a conversation of sorts.

And though, we've not met in person, though there's no pictures or videos of me here, I can wave to you. O/

And though, you don't see my humbly handsome self greeting you, you do recognize me somehow.

So who are you reading while you read Wynn?

That's the true reason for +he Ghos+ avatar... to make that point.

It only takes a couple hundred words, maybe a poem or two, perhaps a look at Colore; to see there's no way I'm AI.

The rhythm and context of my words are my own.

What we are transcends algorithms.

All that Life is cannot fit in a line of computer code because it requires what's alive to make it.

There's something more than human about being alive.

Yes, I'm talking about spirit, about dreams, about what happens while you read, about how you know me. O/

We are our dreams and what we choose to do with them.

It's important we remember as AI establishes itself in our lives the reasons why we are irreplaceable. It comes down to our relationship with dreams.

A thought is a dream taken off the shelf to examine and choose (or not) an action for.

At times Wonderfell appears to delve into deep thought metaphysics, but these ideas are soon obligatory for us to understand what living is about as AI makes more and more of what we defined necessary obsolete.

If you think a robot version of you would do a better job at being you, then you better reassess your definition of what it means to be human.

Being human is about what we choose to do with our dreams and whatever the heck Love is all about.

Beauty, Joy, Wonder... the realms and work of The Poet. We've been quieted and misunderstood in my Country... overlooked by default.

Our current National state of affairs owes itself to the neglect of the kind of work I do.

What good is freedom without a basic recognition of Life's intrinsic values?

Poets, not price tags, define value.

You don't want a new car, house, jewelry, or more money. You want the experience of having them.

Poets paint experience to define the value of experience through words, so we can better understand how to best experience our lives.

What constitutes a good life remains regardless the time, but the stuff of our lives, the toys and tools, change.

Those toys and tools are sleeping metaphors waiting for Poets and Artists alike to show the morality of, to show how they fit, how they best serve a wonderful and good life.

This poet O/, at present, is tackling AI and Identity in this Internet Age.

A daily journal, with no bio or pics, is the best genre to do so.

Thanks for reading.

Our Science and Our Politics are out of sync. Our stories don't serve us well-enough. It's why we're falling apart.

An Epic Saga is the best Poet's Genre to show this.

Enter Colore.

Wish me well while I return to writing it for us.

As always, thank you for your time and consideration, take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.