2026.02
Morning journal posts from February 2026.
Kinda Makes You Wonder
But Science is too human centered to ever be complete.
Monday, February 02, 2026
Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.
How's the day? O/
Full moon brings the boon, showing its glowing through the window.
Monday morning in America. Commuters whoosh up the highway. Pre-dawn, game-on, a traffic strand of headlights announces The Sun.
There are so many words and ways to express ourselves. How do we choose?
What you do, and how you do it, makes your story.
And: You are your story.
Sometimes the morning just wants to watch the morning: to witness the star.
The Sun paints with color, fascination, and wonder.
I'm the star's tribute band the past couple of years.
With the world so out of focus on what's important to live a good life, I thought I'd return to the basics and share them with you.
There's nothing simpler, or more beautiful, than a sunrise.
There's hope and the possibility of love aboard that fiery sphere.
Every morning.
Maybe they're your car's headlights travelling to work this Monday morning to help keep this dream called humanity going.
Thank you. We all do our part to keep this story going.
Our words give witness to our experience to better share ourselves, so we can better enjoy our days here together.
It's not self-help; just a poet doing his job: Reminding you of the power of wonder.
The way the world's gone the past century or so, it's easier to get you to read an undead chronic illness survivor's journal everyday than to have you read a poem.
But the message of poets has to return in a major way to our human story if we're to endure.
I'd like humanity to win, so I stepped up the output; this Epic Letter Poem for The World.
Call it Wonder Fell, a record of what the sun drops every morning: Wonder.
Science... so many centuries, so much measuring, so many new tools and helps to survive each day. Thank you.
But Science is too human centered to ever be complete.
What else is there?
There's Why.
Why The Sun rises. Why the Ocean waves its tide. Why birds sing at dawn. Why music works. Why stories make us laugh, cry, and cheer at the same time.
We all know when the hero wins, we all hear birds sing for the morning, we all find every sunrise beautiful.
What's up with that?
Kinda makes you wonder.
Thank you, as always, for reading.
Take care and make wonderful our wonderful day.
Wynn
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Archaic Slab
A Poet's Paint
A place for a poet to have a conversation with his Country.
Sunday, February 01, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
The healthy way to start your day.
Thanks for being healthy. O/
True health starts on the inside.
The amount of stress your body feels determines its well-being.
So stressing out counting calories is counter-intuitive.
If you enjoy counting... it's a fine thing to do.
Interesting morning, health on the mind.
I wonder how many journal entries the world over deal with topics of physical well-being.
A large percent I'm sure.
...
Wonder Fell's turned into more than just a journal. It's become a place for a poet to have a conversation with his Country.
Because what's missing most from America is what Poets do best: A quiet introspection and an appreciation of moments.
There are so many of us who believe the only way to make a song sound better is to turn up the volume.
Give that sentence a thought or two and you'll see it's the cause of all our Nation's unrest.
Our music and our media are worth more than a volume button consideration.
Substance over image... the substance makes the true value of the image: The Ghost Point.
How we shape and arrange the materials of our lives determines our worldly success. But how we choose, and what we choose, depends on the substance of our character.
How we do anything at all defines our ultimate success.
How we use our words determines their success. This is poet's work.
We're focused on how language works.
The properties of paint say what an Artist can paint.
The substance of language is a poet's paint.
And so Wonder Fell... to defend the materials of my work.
There's more to language than exclamation points. Someone tell our media and entertainment industry that periods, questions marks, and lyricism still exist. Someone show the view out our windows and on our screens is the result of not valuing them.
Someone is. O/
Thank you for reading. Take care and make a wonderful day.
Wynn
Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧥coat
Archaic Slab