Dreams
What's the use?
My Business
Joy forever, what sets you free, and what conquers all. Otherwise known as: My business.
Friday, February 20, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Beauty, Truth, and Love.
Joy forever, what sets you free, and what conquers all.
Otherwise known as: My business.
The work and responsibilities of The Poet.
Keats wrapped (rapped, too) Beauty and Truth into the same definition.
Beauty, though, is the measure of a successful expression of Truth.
Truth is the way of The World.
Every seed has a best bloom within, every person a best life.
The closer we are in accordance to living our best life, blooming our best bloom, the greater our level of Beauty.
There's a dream within all living things that wants expression. It's called Life. And like an Artist, the better that dream is shaped and shown the more Beautiful the work appears.
The more clearly expressed the dream; the more beautiful the work of Art.
The clearer our expression of The Dream of Life; the more Beautiful our Life is.
The World, too, expresses The Dream of Life. Science measures Earth's consistent attempts with numbers and figures, only repeatable because The World keeps working in a certain way.
You lift your phone and touch the screen to view it in a certain way that works for you, but there are many other ways to accomplish the same thing.
The same with choices The Earth makes. She does the ways She knows work best.
We could learn a lot from The Earth... how to better our lives. She's been at this Life thing a long time.
Science is Faith in Earth's consistency.
Good old, older than old itself, Mother Earth.
Ways of thinking that show up more in Colore further down the story's road.
Thanks for reading and wondering. Take care and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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More Than the Sound and the Spelling
There's a music that transcends hip-hop, rock and roll, even jazz.
Monday, February 16, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Made it. O/
Good show, how'd your dreams go?
Sunrise inches closer to an acceptable hour, hints at Spring.
A good feel in the air today, vibes vibing right, such a delight, set to do the day right.
A rhyme always has a sense of joy and self-awareness in it.
Every rhyme reminds it's true,
Someone writes these words for you.
See, as long as you can read, you're never alone.
Glad you're here.
...
Poetry verse went free and left you and me with guitar chords and drum machines, bass lines to pass our lyrics to.
But there's a music that transcends hip-hop, rock and roll, even jazz.
It's the sound of each sentence in your head as you read.
Are we in tune yet? O/
This head voice, where dreams go to search for words, is what writers share on every page and screen.
It's also the place that separates people from animals. You can craft your dreams into words.
Language is our shareable inheritance from the story called humanity.
Every word is like a story told around a campfire to our children to keep the ways of our race going.
When a mother points at a chair and says the world aloud, 'chair, chair' to her baby to teach them, that child receives more than just the sound and the spelling. They inherit their mother's whole understanding of the story of that word.
A mother that's a painter has a much different read on the story of a chair than a mother that's a carpenter.
When you speak and write, every story of every word you've ever processed goes into every sentence you share.
It has to. It's what language is for: to share this dream called humanity.
The understanding of the stories we share determines the quality of our relationships.
My work, the work of a poet, is to craft each line with these stories in mind to offer new ways to understand your catalog of words.
Poetry expands the possibilities of language and so... the possibilities of humanity.
You can only ever be as good as the understanding you have of the words you choose.
Consider your stories of what's important to you in your life. Do they serve your dream of a good life?
If not rewrite them, take care, and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
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The Dream of a Flower
It's how we know The World is alive.
Saturday, February 14, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Glad you're back. O/
Thanks for reading.
On with our show...
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Another Wow morning, so much to write.
Pick a topic and go, Poet.
There's Love; the holiday matches.
It starts with a dream. When dreams meet to further each dream by working together... that's Love.
The experience is best displayed through romantic partners, but can be easily seen in other relationships too.
It's how we know The World is alive.
Every gardener knows the best way to care for each plant and bloom is to devote their attention to helping every seed grow.
Every seed in every garden wants to grow, every gardener wants them to as well.
When we dedicate our time to helping the dream of a flower to bloom... that's an act of Love.
Any act that helps another living thing fulfill its dream of a good life is Love in action.
Every seed dreams its flower; every gardener too.
Lovers in love share the best dreams of Life for each other.
And help those dreams grow.
What about your work? Do you love it?
What's the goal of all your labor?
What does a job well done look like completed?
Help your work reach its aim... that's an act of Love.
And a Life well-lived.
Take care, help something (yourself perhaps) fulfill its dream of a good life, call it Love, and make a wonderful day.
Wynn
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A Portfolio of Your Dreams
Surround yourself with so much evidence of the work you love that you're undeniable.
Sunday, February 08, 2026
Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.
Welcome Back. O/
Imagine doing work you love.
Take some time today, even five minutes, and do some.
Really.
Everyday do work that you love.
The more you do the more you're able to do.
Artists and Craftspeople, the World is with you. Some just don't understand your work at first.
The only way to feel right being any kind of Artist is to make your Art. Write, paint, draw, sing and shape notes.
Craftspeople, set up a shop in a quiet room and build something. People will understand you, but only by working.
Do what you love everyday. Build a portfolio of your dreams.
Surround yourself with so much evidence of the work you love that you're undeniable.
Artists and Artisans, Life gets better, but only by working.
You can create for five minutes everyday.
One true sentence or drawn shape, if you say depression is in the way, will get you evidence you're not depressed after a few weeks of making them.
Be undeniable to yourself.
There's a palace of words on Wonder Fell for my mirror.
Thanks for reading. O/
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There's something worthwhile in you worth sharing. Share it. Build something. A stick figure drawing, a dining room table, a new exhaust manifold, a sonnet... something.
The idea is to create. Find ways you most enjoy creating and go!
Fast or slow just go.
It adds up; it gets easier.
You are what you make yourself to be. It's called being an adult.
When we're young we dream ourselves the most incredible things: A Spaceship, A Dinosaur, A Dragon!
The practicality of growing-up doesn't need to end those dreams.
Adult! Make A Spaceship, A Dinosaur, A Dragon! Let me know when you do. I'd love to see your creations.
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Sun's up. Light blue, the kind you find in nurseries, for a sky. A few puffs for clouds. A day of Arctic temps for the Northeast United States.
Stay warm, dream something, make something, take care and make wonderful our wonderful day.
Wynn
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Don't Be an NPC
Unlock a few quests.
Saturday, January 31, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
An easy pun for sure, but this journal is a record of where wonder falls every morning.
Life goes better with a sense of wonder. Perhaps if you've lost yours you might find a reignition switch here.
That's my hope.
I could of course name it For The Wynn, but I'm not talking to, or about, myself. This is For You.
Creative thought, more specifically poetical thinking, is sorely lacking from our days and ways of life. We're paying the price for it lately.
We're creators first; we build places for our dreams.
Really. That's what you are: a being made to build places for dreams.
How are your dreams? What are you building today?
If you don't know what dream you're creating, you're serving someone else's dream.
You're an NPC.
Don't be an NPC.
Unlock a few quests.
A quest is a dream you want to see made real. Making it real is the work of heroes.
And the way to live a purposeful life.
If you know how a story works, you know how to make your dreams come true.
You have a hope (dream), you take the steps (quest) to make it real (dream comes true).
It's why stories work; they're reflective.
Life lives the ways of story.
In order to have hope, you have to have a sense of wonder.
The all important: May-Be.
"I wonder... maybe things can be better if I..."
-Hero About to Unlock a Quest
Find an NPC to help you get started. Gather your materials. Level up. Then go and make your dream real, Hero.
Thanks for reading, take care, and make wonderful this 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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Your Ghost
Sensing anything at all is an act of reading.
Sunday, January 18, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
A voice in the dark, waiting on the light.
You've got headlights for eyes, flashlights to see.
All writing is an act of graffiti until it's read.
Thanks for pulling me off the wall and bringing me into the story of your life.
All reading is an act of resurrection.
Boo! O/
Thanks for breathing life into these words with your attention.
Without our recognition words are just scribbles on a page, binary blips on a screen.
Ghost magic got you yet? In the reading zone?
This Ghost Realm where reading lives is where everything begins. Dreams become thoughts here, so thoughts can make actions.
Maybe you never thought about it, took it for granted. It's important now you do.
The Ghost Realm is what separates us from machines, what makes us alive.
It's not deep thinking; it's where thinking lives.
To see the world is to read the world, and so all acts of observation live in The Realm of The Ghost, too.
A picture is worth at least a thousand words, so seeing anything at all is an act of reading.
Listening, too. Ever hear an audiobook?
Our other senses as well...
There's Braille for touch, for an example.
There's the words that blueberry muffins baking and coffee brewing in the kitchen bring for senses of smell, for examples.
Sensing anything at all is an act of reading.
The thing that chooses what to do with what you read is what you are.
Your Ghost.
What my Ghost is up to at dawn is recorded and expressed everyday here.
Thanks for reading. Hopefully my words in some way help you to have a better day.
What we sense is possible ought to match what we dream is possible.
I believe when it does that's called a good life, that's healthy living.
Here's to your health. O/
Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Have You Considered Them?
2026.01.06
Tuesday, January 06, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
How's the day? O/
Sun's up. All clear here.
Except the sky... a comfortable cloudy daydream.
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Lots of memorable dreams last night.
Do you have sleep like that?
On occasion the images and stories while we sleep are worth remembering.
There's that understanding of the word remember... to put something back together.
Gather all the group's members and reassemble.
So much wonder already on the site regarding the power of dreams.
Have you considered them?
Sure you've considered breathing and your heart's beat a few times.
Dreaming is as necessary as both of those. It's purpose in your life is definitely worth your consideration.
The ability to dream and then express that dream is what makes us human. Everything else AI machines can do, but only if they're built from dreams first.
So how are your dreams awake and asleep?
Athletes and Artists both must visualize success at their work first if they're to be successful.
Visualization is daydreaming with a destination. The only way to have any kind of success in life and not visualize it first is if someone else's dream carries you along with them.
How we get along with someone ultimately comes down to how well our dreams of the relationship work together. All relationships work that way: friends, lovers, business associates.
What's Life all about in your dream of Life? Find people with similar notions and build a wonderful Life building those dreams.
Good day, good feel in the air today.
Hope all's well, Dear Reader. O/
Take care, consider your dreams, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
+he Ghos+
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