To Turn on the Light

2025.10.06

To Turn on the Light
Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, October 2025

Monday, October 06, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome back. O/

Another sunrise, a new day.

What to say?

Wonderfell, 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...

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot (GPT-4o) and +he Ghos+, October 2025

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.

Image courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, October 2025

I do consider the reception.

Nearing 600 posts now on Wonderfell. 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

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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.