Themes to Our Dreams

Wednesday, May 13, 2026

Good morning, Twfw. O/

An overcast grey horizon gives way to a thin white bedsheet sky. A full-bodied blue jay lands to rest on a porch rail while a busy swallow gathers supplies to make some additions to the nursery in their nest.

It's an exercise in identity, a remembrance of what words are actually for as AI gets comfortable in our lives.

Just a poet sitting at sunrise writing his whims to the world.

Poetry differs from prose in that a poet focuses also on the shape and sound of the work to best convey their message.

To show the scientifically minded the point, the best 'poetic form' to showcase what the written word is actually for is a personal journal in a controlled environment.

Every morning at sunrise a calm, cool, and collected established poet sits and writes, using the same materials, whatever happens to come to mind.

After nearly two years every single morning, it's time for some conclusions.

Where to look?

I went to the tags.

Certain themes arrive on certain mornings.

I've spent the past few days reviewing and cleaning them up. The focus is theme.

The tag Beauty, for instance. Anytime I mentioned the word 'beauty' I'd label the entry as such.

After this cleaning process is done only entries that specifically deal with the topic 'Beauty' will keep the tag.

The question that rises is: Why these themes? Nature? Nurture? Or something else?

What is it about this Living Large Language Model Poet that wants to write on these themes every morning?

What prompts does the sunrise feed me to cause each similar response?

Though most of us don't sit and write our off-hand thoughts at the same time everyday, I know the same experience is true for you.

We all have themes to our dreams looking for a voice. What's up with that? Nature? Nurture? Or something else?

I'll focus my hypothesis some more and set it in the journal with some conclusions.

Thanks for reading.