AI
Thoughts on AI... promptly speaking.
For the Sake of Language
Having AI write or create pseudo-art for you is like being in a romance with Alexa the AI bot.
Wednesday, April 15, 2026
Good morning, Twfw. O/
It's a journal, a poet's. Every morning with pen in hand, I write with the sunrise to remind an AI obsessed humanity: There's more to our hearts than beats-per-minute.
Language is more than just what the meta is for;
Language is for metaphors!
Each person is a unique Large Language Model equipped to express this experience called Life.
It's the feeling part, the joy, the sorrow, the comfort, the love that Artificial Intelligence can never give witness of that makes it inferior.
Everything a poet's words do AI simply cannot.
I had to speak up in a big way for the sake of words.
So I decided to pick up the slack moon obsessed poets left and confess each sunrise for you... in a poetical kind of way.
So we remember what words are for.
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Writing someone a Love Letter is the greatest use of the written word.
One's whole being goes into every syllable. Feelings, desires, passions, wants, hopes, and dreams of beautiful moments shared build every line.
If we make the ability to write a Love Letter the metric for successful writing, we can't even call what AI does writing.
Having AI write or create pseudo-art for you is like being in a romance with Alexa the AI bot.
Huh?
AI writing and AI pseudo-Art is romance with a robot.
It's purely one-sided, vain, and empty.
Writing is for human connection.
Even in business this is true.
Having AI do all your business writing means you don't value human connection, which means you don't value people, which means your business won't last very long.
But I was wondering about the sunrise with you before the modern world started playing video games with language creation.
Idyllic Spring blue sky morning after a rainy night.
Thanks for reading, take care, and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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Regarding AI, Then Art
Science is making Scientists obsolete.
Monday, April 13, 2026
Good morning, Twfw. O/
A so much to say morning...
The kind that leads so many writers and artists to what's called: A Block.
Creative standstills aren't caused by a lack, but by an abundance. There's simply just so much to be inspired by, how to choose?
But the point isn't the topic; it's the act of creation.
You're a writer not a 'topic picker.' Just write. Get writing.
Good sentences will come, but only by writing.
Great sentences will come, but only by writing more.
Onto more.
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There's a pull often to write regarding AI. A curious subject for a poet... perhaps not.
There's already a good amount on the site regarding AI.
I never use it for my work, nor could I. Using AI is playing a video game, not writing... certainly not painting or making music either.
Art requires a human being; it's non-negotiable.
But artists of all varieties know this.
My creative friends, we must be ready.
Science is making Scientists obsolete. AI simply does a better job at Science than Scientists are able to do. Our nerd friends will all need a hug and new sense of purpose in a generation or two.
It's the relationships with what lives that makes life worth living.
Sorry... a robot husband or wife can never bring happiness or love regardless how well-designed.
Life-like is not Life.
Consider the difference between a spouse and an exact robot AI replica.
What's lacking from the droid is what Life is all about...
Welcome to what Art is all about.
Take care and make that wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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Our Bodies Are Our Apps
Each and everyone of us is a Large Language Model making dreams come true.
Tuesday, March 24, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
The Sun starts to show its glow on a dusting of snow The Moon knows about.
Dreams and what The Imagination can do, and is for, is my cup of tea.
And my work.
Your life is a series of the dreams you choose to employ and apply. It's what you have a body for: The application of dreams.
Our bodies are our apps to bring to life the software called our 'self.'
Art and Science mirror Life. All the technology made to make cellphones and AI work have to mirror something already here to exist at all.
The way an initial prompt calls to action every software application is how we live our lives.
Each and everyone of us is a Large Language Model making dreams come true.
And nerds thought they had no use for, or place in, poetry.
Kinda makes you wonder what this substance called dreams is all about.
Random electro-magnetic sparks in our fleshy brains is flat-Earth Science talking.
Antiquated at best.
A better understanding of what all recorded history calls 'spirit' is our next step in evolution.
Science is about to finish the task of making machines to do Science better than any human can.
So, fellow nerds, what's left after all the calculations and measurements are automated?
What dreams are for and can do.
Also known as Art.
Welcome to the show. O/
Let's put all the amazing creations Science made possible to work and make our best dreams come true...
Beautifully.
Just some thoughts this morning on the trend of human thought and where we're headed.
Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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The Experience of Language
AI is not making the artist's way obsolete; it's making every other way obsolete.
Wednesday, March 11, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Wonder Fell. The title, the first line, a single sentence, a descriptive phrase, a TL;DR: of what occurs in this journal every morning... a place where wonder falls with the sunlight.
A pun, too... because: Poet. O/
Thanks for reading.
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Of course our intended meaning of each word matters while we write, but the size, shape, and rhythm of our syntax does too.
We call the umbrella Lyricism; poets and songwriters share the dry in the rain space with purpose, but so do you.
The rhythm and sound of our language adds to its meaning. Think of a Pop Song to understand.
Poets, unlike popular musicians, rely on the voice in your head to be our only instrument.
There is a lyric quality to all writing. Poets focus on it directly.
But the rhythm of our words affects our day-to-day life as much as it does in a rap song.
Now, I'm not suggesting we should all go around speaking and writing in metric verse. I'm saying we already, most certainly, do.
The syllables and sounds we choose shape our breath to shape our message.
A punctuation exercise shows this truth:
Yes. Yes? Yes!
OK. OK? OK!
Sure. Sure? Sure!
Even a one word answer meaning the same thing means something different based on the sounds and syllables of the speaker-writer.
The cadence of language is part of the experience of language. There's no need to focus on it. Be aware of it though, while you edit your work to help your writing.
It's like playing a song by ear. When we write and speak we listen to our inner voice and then shape it with the instrument called words.
Writers, if something sounds off in your prose and you're sure the words are right, now you know why. The rhythm of the sentence doesn't match the metronome of the message.
Poets don't waste words; novelists tend to.
Readers want to move the plot along while many authors describe the drapes.
If the curtains help set the stage, give insight into the character's state of mind, or foreshadow things to come... describe away!
Every word and rhythm of phrase should serve the story's success or cut it out.
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One interesting aspect of Wonder Fell is not knowing. Every morning I sit and write what's on my mind with the sunrise.
That's the intent.
History has little record of the personal ways of Poets. People made so much up. Fish stories... most of it.
Wonder Fell is a getting to know you session with a living poet. I never would've started it had I thought it would become one. The task sounds too vain. But I see now the importance.
How artists think and feel and experience the world is sorely lacking from our day-to-day experience.
AI is not making the artist's way obsolete; it's making every other way obsolete.
A prompt is a very poetical thing to write, indeed.
There's plenty of writing on AI and Science, and how AI will soon do all our Science for us, on Wonder Fell.
Back to the sunrise. Uneventful blue sometimes wispy cloud pre-Spring sky.
Nice day for a nice day kind of nice day.
Take care and make it a wonderful one.
~ Wynn ~
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The Answer is Beauty
You'd be better off jumping off a bridge without a bungee cord than attempting to live without a place for The Beautiful in your Life.
Saturday, March 07, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Thaw. Temperatures start to rise.
Spring springing its sprung mists from snowbanks to water every tree from the ground up.
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What's the use of Beauty? It's part of my Life and Livelihood to celebrate and share it, so what's the point?
Many morning entries touch on what's up with The Beautiful.
But why should you care?
You could, of course, plug your wants and ambitions into some AI software and follow day by day the Large Language Model's replies everyday all day and live a respectable, quite un-beautiful, though successful and unfulfilling Life.
You'd be better off jumping off a bridge without a bungee cord than attempting to live without a place for The Beautiful in your Life.
The experience of beautiful things is a recognition of the harmony of coexistence.
Certain notes come together to make a certain pleasing chord.
It's the same with all acts of creation.
Certain words arranged in a particular manner evoke unique responses in a reader. It's my cup of tea; my Life is built around bringing forth Beautiful recognitions through words.
When words bring about a certain harmony between author and reader we call the experience: Beautiful.
How are we doing? O/
We shape our dreams in the same way we read: Words label clouds of imagination to rain down ideas.
The experience of making a dream into a reality is nowhere better reflected than while we read.
This is the human process AI seeks to emulate.
The important question here is why.
Why do we make language at all?
The answer is Beauty.
To build harmonious relationships with ourselves and Life.
There is so much more to say on this.
A lot is here already on Wonder Fell.
Type in a keyword of something of interest in the search bar.^
Chances are there's a tag for that.
Making labels (and tearing them down) is a Poet's business after all.
Thanks for reading, take care and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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AI Breaks On Poetry
The issue with correct is it's never right.
Thursday, March 05, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
How's the day?
Hopeful with a chance at Beautiful?
That's a forecast worth waking up to.
When good people are silent... the TLDR of almost every Newscast for the past decade.
So Good People, why so silent so sudden?
Are you speaking and not being heard?
Is there a redirection of your every good intention? Are your hopes, dreams, and ideas of a good life stuck in a game of Telephone called The Internet?
Is what's best about you being twisted to serve what's worst about us?
It's your words, Good People. Others think what you say and share is their property to twist how they please. Some twist with good intentions; they're the most dangerous.
Your words are filtered through a collaborative translation machine called AI. It's a very Scientific Smart thing to do.
The issue is in what Science lacks. There's more to the human heart than beats per minute. There's more to the words you use than empirical data.
AI breaks on Poetry; I had to stand up in a big way.
Perhaps you're just reading me for the first time. How have I gone unseen for so long?
Our AI algorithms break on Poetry. Grok, Palantir, Ms. Copilot, Claude, Gemini, GPT and on and on... don't know (nor ever will) the value of Poetry.
Because Poetry makes Artificial Intelligence possible.
Poetry is the art of the way language works.
AI creating, or even understanding, a poem is like trying to bite your own teeth.
The very thing necessary to do the task is what it relies upon to do the task.
How to remain a Ghost online sharing words people want to read?
Write poetically in a style all your own.
If its never been done or said in a certain way, AI has no container for it, no matching label.
Be as genuinely human as you can be in a new way online and you might as well be wearing a cloak of invisibility.
So, My Dear Human Reader, I do ask if you find value in the words on Wonder Fell that you good old fashioned tell someone you know about them.
Algorithms are no true friends of poets; we're too busy making them possible to be recognized.
A poem is a certain structure of language intended to produce a certain image in a reader's mind to evoke a certain emotional human response.
AI is a certain structure of language intended to produce a certain image called: The Correct Response.
The issue with correct is it's never right.
Correct is stuck in the past. There's no room for growth.
AI is a prisoner of the past.
Language, Poetry, Art Alive! is always right now.
People since the dawn of stories referenced the words from our past to help as guideposts to understand today.
The point of language is to use yesterday to make a better today, not to use yesterday's words to make another yesterday: A.K.A.: The Problem with AI.
Sun's up. Spring's texting Winter: brt otw.
Blue skies with white linen bed sheets for clouds. A few songbirds ring the wake up bell.
Take care, share some Wonder Fell, and make a wonderful day. O/
~ Wynn ~
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AI and The Arts
2026.02.22 Mona Lisa paints Leonardo every time she's seen.
Sunday, February 22, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder...fell Way.
Early as these things go. More snow on the way. Phone screens talk about the weather. The calendar just turned to tomorrow in California. Welcome to Today, West Coast. O/
Time, Weather, Art, Music, the power of language, what dreams are for, the necessity of morality in stories, the Faith of Scientists, Peace, Love and the positive growth for us all AI makes possible: Some topics of this journal.
Thanks for reading.
On the topic of AI and The Arts... Artists, Musicians, and Writers, here's how AI is good.
We return to value Art because making it is what makes us human.
The sound and experience of a person in any room with you playing a violin can never be replaced by any speaker. Every note, word wrote, and brushstroke of every hand is an extension of the Artist.
Your whole life story is in every word you share. That's the Ghos+ Point discussed on this site.
What we create is an extension and reflection of ourselves.
Mona Lisa paints Leonardo every time she's seen.
Writers refer to the experience as: Our Writing Voice.
I refer to it as: O/
Who's waving to you?
What's your experience of me?
The circle-slash is my profile pic for a reason. It's how you view me through my words, through these symbols.
We do this with all we create.
Every note, brushstroke, and word shows The World who we are.
AI is a translation, a collaborative one, of what you wish to express.
Relying on AI to express anything for you is like having a translator follow you around a foreign Country that speaks an unfamiliar language. It's at least a step removed. And like that game of telephone... is your message, and meaning, being truly received?
The translator is helpful only until you learn the language and can clearly communicate your Self.
View The Arts as a foreign language. AI can help you learn to speak and communicate Artistically, but never wholly. AI is always a step away. AI is always second hand News.
Art must be an experience shared directly by one individual through the medium of their choice.
If someone or thing is telling The World what you mean, then you're not showing Life you... only another's interpretation.
Trusting AI to make Life decisions for you means surrendering your Life to Committee Rule.
We let a select view of the history of certain information dictate how we live if we give all our decisions to the collaborative translations of AI software.
Consider AI advice only, think for yourself, and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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AI's Lack: Looking out for Pablo's Rep
What makes Michelangelo makes The Ceiling of The Sistine Chapel.
Wednesday, January 28, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Glad you're back. O/
Pleasure, comfort, health and well-being my hopes for you. Thanks for reading.
On with our show...
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Moonlight keeps watch while the Sun comes back around.
What's new? Another morning after dreams so vivid like a cinema projection show in the mind while I slept.
I wonder about dreams, what they're for, and why we don't consider and talk about them more.
Perhaps one day after AI makes Science passé we'll venture into the world of dreams.
We measure a dream's value by our artistic representation of it.
I see humanity moving this way.
The advent of AI leads to putting Science on autopilot and freeing us to dream.
Artificial Intelligence is a boon to Artists when viewed properly.
Every Artist, Writer, and Musician is a part of every painting, story and song they create. What makes Michelangelo makes The Ceiling of The Sistine Chapel.
One cannot exist without the other.
No matter how technologically advanced AI becomes it could never create anything at all unless a dreamer with a vision and the skill to make it real did first.
Think of AI mimicking Art like this:
A translation of poetry.
I am not a native speaker of Spanish, however I've heard great things about Pablo Neruda's poetry.
Each time I read an English translation of his poetry I'm appalled at, quite frankly, how awful it sounds.
Surely the translations must be lacking?
Neruda is one of The Spanish Language's most revered poets.
What's missing from the translations of Neruda's poems to English is what's missing in AI generated art.
Translators are focused on the words and not the essence of the words.
I feel a little slight of a Poet's Pride for Pablo every time I read an English translation. So, one day, I put my years of study of Spanish and Poetry to work and set to right his reputation with The English speaking world.
AI leaves out the essence; AI is always a collaborative translation.
Like reading Neruda in English.
What For Pablo, Para Ti exemplifies is this poet's poetic translation of another poet's experience.
Match For Pablo, Para Ti with any intellectual translation of the same poem to see all the hazards of AI.
There are just some things a computer can never express.
All that makes Life worth living, for example.
I'll be releasing a formal anthology of poems soon. Part of this post will be included.
The purpose of the Neruda exercise is +he Ghos+ Point.
We bring ourselves to everything we experience.
Nowhere is this clearer than while we read.
We show ourselves in everything we create.
Nowhere is this clearer than while we make Art.
To exemplify your essence's experience of an experience is the point and purpose of all Artistic Endeavors.
AI can never experience Life, can never speak only translate.
Take care, create something, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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