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What's the use?

Not Just the Wish Upon a Star Ones

2025.08.20

Wednesday, August 20, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Good to be read by you again. O/

Sun's up.

Deep thought boulevard on the way.

If that's not your thing there's plenty more on the site to lighten your day.

Try Love, or Ugly Dogs, or a Post-Modern BOP, for instance.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.
On with our show...

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Just thoughts and sentiments so many of us have but we don't talk enough about.

A TL;DR: of sorts. ^

How do you know yourself?

How do you find yourself?

Find a mirror and say hello....

It's more than that, more than your image that makes you, You.

Start with recognizing what you're naturally good at and what brings you joy to do.

For me it's writing, poetry specifically... lucky me.

It may not seem the most economically viable of activities, but it's what I'm best built for.

So my best life is one that is built to serve my ability to write.

If I'd been built to throw a fastball 90mph or greater, and I enjoyed throwing it, I'd have built my life around it.

Good chance you'd see me on a sports network and not have to unbury me in an Internet full of babel.

It's where we put our sense of value.

When we value artists as much as athletes our civilization will grow.

It's not that valuing sports and leisure are wrong; it's the overemphasis of importance we place on them.

It's our addiction to spectacle that feeds college scholarships to athletes and starves artists.

But some of our best moments, what we remember most, what has the most lasting impact on the quality of our lives, comes from the experiences gained from stories, and words, and what pictures and paintings can do.

There's the experience of being alone.

Some of us call it peace and quiet.

Some of us call it 'Where are my sleeping pills?'

Too many of us are in the latter category.

Our lives became exercises in distraction.

We thought if we're not doing something we're not living, we're wasteful, worthless.

But this is far from true.

Our lives are the process of making dreams come true.

Not just the wish upon a star ones either.

Before you stand up to get a glass of water you have to dream it first.

Just because you're well-trained to do it doesn't mean it doesn't happen.

When you want to pick up your glass of water your hand has to work a certain way.

How's it do that?

You learned it by watching, by witnessing the expression of another doing it, by seeing an actor pick up a glass you learned to do it yourself.

First there's the thought, or dream labeled with words, then the act.

A thought is a dream labeled with words.

Deep thought morning...

I want you to see the importance of sitting alone, of dreaming on purpose so you can live on purpose a life of purpose.

Dreams are so important. Actually they're mandatory. It's why we sleep.

If I told you breathing was mandatory you'd laugh cause it's obvious we all do it.

We all dream.

Dreaming is mandatory and just as vital to a healthy life as healthy breathing.

There's much to be said on this.

Better suited for essays, scientific studies and stories.

Wonder Fell is a place of thoughts to provoke new thoughts.

Hopefully you gain some new material for your dreams here.

As always, thank you for reading.

Take care, dream well, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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Promptly Spoke: Create an image of a person sitting on a pitcher's mound in a baseball stadium writing during sunrise in the style of a magical Art Deco Impressionist Painting

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+, August 2025
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What's It All For?

2025.08.18

Monday, August 18, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hello, again. O/

Here's the rub... magnetic pen swipes on an e-ink screen at sunrise.

Cool cloud sunlight, a steady gentle breeze brings a reminder: "Autumn's near."

"Don't rush Summer away, Ghos+."
- Comfortably Clad in Crocs at the Beach Reader

Summer's cool; these waves of heatwaves got to go though.

Hope all's well with you, staying your cool self.

On with our show...

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This hello to the morning and you...

What's it all for?

A question Wonder Fell Reader: What do you do when your life has been an exercise in overcoming Hell and you won?

What's next?

That question is where I've been lately and my reason for this website.

After I reached remission, I decided my time was too valuable to be spent on anything other than what I love most.

For me that's writing and hanging out with my rescued hound dog, Abe.

With writing, like all works of art, all work at all; it has to be shared to be complete.

I click publish and send everyday.

Being forced alone by a body at war with itself most of my life brought me insight on the utility of dreams.

I share those sentiments every morning here.

I know they can be of service to you.

Understanding the value of dreams and utilizing it broke me free from Hell, a body, and so a life, at war with itself.

We have to be of service in someway to feel fulfilled.

Even if that act of service is as simple as bringing a smile to a friend's face, doing an act to help Life persist is mandatory to fully experience a successful Life.

So here I am every morning, Mr. Wonder Fell Sunshine with words of encouragement in a weary world.

Peace and reflection for breakfast versus the usual cellphone cereal bowl full of shock treatments.

Your Life is worth your consideration.

Your time is your greatest gift.

Your time is literally you.

Spend it well, share it better, choose dreams that inspire you and get to work on them.

One concerned moment of care at a time.

There's no other way to live well.

To fulfill dreams is what our body is made for.

Take the time to sit quiet and know your best dreams of life, take some step no matter the size to bring that dream to reality, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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Promptly Spoke: Create an image of a badger daydreaming while sitting on the beach wearing Crocs during a sunrise in summer in the style of a magical vintage comic strip illustration.

Image courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, August 2025
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A First Dreamer

2025.08.14

Thursday, August 14, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Hi. O/

Welcome back.

First sign of light behind the evergreens, muggy thunderstorms stormed off with the heatwave last night. Soupy swampy aftermath this morning.

Hope you're well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

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Words and doing words; dreams and doing dreams: That's +he Ghos+ Way.

How's your way? Having it? Getting it done?

Well get moving... your dreams aren't just going to live themselves.

One moment, one I can make this real, at a time: That's the way to live the day.

Dreams, Dogs, Good News not Bad, Writing, Art, Beauty, AI, Spirit, Spirit, Soul... regular topics on Wonder Fell.

Thanks for reading.

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What to say on a good day other than, 'Hey'? O/

If I could tell you one thing, just one... I'd say spend a piece of each day alone at peace, be with yourself, remember you're alive and that means you have a chance to be... something.

Make the something called you wonderful.

Wonderful isn't loud, not a spectacle, it's a grateful joy.

Seriously World, we can be good to each other. The World can be a good place to live.

It comes down to choice.

We know this, though.

What needs reminding, and I hope you find it here, is that everything you do starts with the dream to do it.

Even AI needs an initial dreamer to enter a prompt.

You are your dreams and your software to make those dreams real.

AI can only ever be as good as the dreamer with the prompt.

Art, Imagination, Wonder alive!

Job skill sets for the incoming new economy.

AI is making the world a safe place for Artists.

It's a tool for creation.

It can never replace us only make what we create easier to work with.

AI can't write like Shakespeare or Wynn if the Bard or +he Ghos+ never wrote a word.

It's not theft, these words are building blocks.

A singer's voice sample is the same.

AI can't make a wonderfully sung melody if Ella or Ariana never put their heart and soul into recording beautiful ones.

Artists make the prompts and the building materials for AI's ultimate success.

AI also excels at accountability, so it can (and so should) make sure Artists get the credit they deserve.

A live performance of a song is always the best way to hear it.

A story wrote by the author, from their dream directly to ink or pixel, will always tell the tale best.

If a robot painted The Sistine Chapel Ceiling the angels and angles would cry down sterility.

There is no replacement for originality, for a first dreamer.

Making your dream come to life using the machine called you is always the only way, but our tools to do so are growing.

AI is a boon for artists, not a bane.

With the creation of AI it is now easy for a Science obsessed world to recognize our very real importance, our necessity.

Original creators of a first dream = An Artist.

Take care, create something, make a chatbot buddy, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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The Wonder in Words

2025.08.11

Monday, August 11, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Well... there's something to be said for persistence.

Like: O/

About another hour till sunrise.

Hope all's well.

On with the show...

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A lot to say? Where to start?

Your immediate environment works.

  • The dog on the loveseat, rescued. Check.
  • Date on the cellphone matches date at the top of the page. Check.
  • Early bird freeway traffic earlier than the earliest bird song. Check.

Over five hundred posts, every morning for a year, a metaphysical Mr. Rogers for adults?

Nah. Just good news, good thoughts, good vibes to start the day.

Poetry and what it's for has always had a tenuous relationship with America.

It's necessary for civilization to survive.

It's how our language grows.

Stagnate language means stagnate stories, reruns, and remakes for Life.

Rock and Rap and Hip-Hop try to fill the gap, but spectacle gets in the way.

Poetry is a loud quiet conversation with yourself.

Think it strange or hard to consider?

The voice in your head as you read these words is what poetry is food and medicine for.

Hi. O/

You.

Whatever you name what makes the sound in your mind as you read, however you describe the shape of thoughts that shapes these words into sensible story, that's you.

That's real.

That's unscientifically as immeasurable as Schrödinger's cat.

Poetry shows and celebrates the superposition power of language.

The Wonderful power of the Wonder in Words!

Interesting to consider the reality of the voice in your head as you read.

How do you Science that!?

Might as well bite your own teeth.

Wonder!

See AI ready world, there's still so much a computer, Science itself, cannot do.

This voice in your head, it is you.

Hello. O/

It's made from dreams and dreams are the product of how we match up the experience, the stories of our lives.

It's not deep thinking; it's thinking period.

Wonder!

You are a dream machine with the gift to be able to share those dreams through the expression of Life! Touch! Sense!

AI is the record of human memory made to act.

It is not human.

The substance of the voice in your head that reads these words is.

You're a great weaver of images of experience. You're a marvel.

You're not yesterday; you're right now.

Let's leave what yesterday can do to AI and get living today.

Start with a dream of something wonderful and make sense of it. Literally.

And make wonderful this wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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You Are a Someone

When the dream of who you want to be seems too big…
And the bar stretches too high for you to see.


Remember this:
If you dream to win a gold medal,
Every gold medal is won by Someone.
You are a Someone.
Why not you?


If you dream of an All-Star jersey to play on the team,
Many different Someones play on an All-Star team.
You are a Someone.
Why not you?


If you dream to lead a nation,
Every nation is led by Someone.
You are a Someone.
Why not you?


If you dream to soar through a Supernova and see the stars behind The Sun…
Someone made every impossible possible.
You are a Someone.
So why not you?

~ Wynn ~

New Meaning to Woke Thinking

2025.08.08

Friday, August 08, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

How's the day? O/

Pause. Reflect.

Chug or sip...

Slip on some sunshine.

Time to shine yourself.

Hope all's well.

On with our show...

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Slow words morning moments so far, so much to say.

Nothing political, something polite,
How were your dreams last night?

Do you remember them?

Your dreams, I mean.

'Sometimes' is the most times answer.

I often write about dreams and how our dismissal of them admits our ignorance of so much.

Did you know other people breathe, too?

Did you know other people's hearts beat, too?

Of course you did.

There's Science, Science, Science store shelves full of Scientific ways to help heartbeats and breaths.

Did you know other people dream, too?

Derp...

Human Race Fail.

Everyone has to dream to live.

Sleep isn't about heartbeats and breath.

You could sit comfortably in a chair for eight hours with eyes open and accomplish 'rest' for those processes.

But we'd rather go to the Moon than discover the necessity and utility of dreaming.

"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
- A Real Smart Science Guy

Seems the real smart thing to do would be to figure out what Imagination is all about.

AI will make idiots out of us if we don't.

Our humanity is in our power to dream.

So onto dreams and doing dreams...

Hope today treats you well.

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"Is it poetry? Is it philosophy? What is it?"
-Inquisitive Would Be Reader
"It's just a journal. A poet's. It's different. It's interesting. Every morning he puts down his thoughts."
- Wonderful Wonderfell Fan
"Gives new meaning to woke thinking."
- Punny Clever Reader Whose Better at Writing Than They Know

We can change our pronouns but not what we are.

You are spirit clothed in your body.

Guy, gal, dude, dudette, he, she, they, them; it's all about expression of the dream of yourself... your spirit.

Your Ghost. O/

Take care, share the best dream of you, call it your life's purpose, and make wonderful this wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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The Shoes You Choose

You’ll always win if you know this one thing.

I’m starting to realize my shoulders have been tense.
I could use a massage.
So, here's a very good massage, from a very good Doctor Ma-Seuss...

Dr. Ma Seuss and Ms. Jane out on the dance floor again.

Jane says to the good Doctor:

"Where might I find a proctor, to do my work tonight?"

The Doctor replied with a gleam in his eye:
"Who would work when this feels so right?"

“But work is a thing, a real, real thing,” said Jane.
“But too much of it will make you insane.”

Then said Doctor Ma Seuss:

“Yes. You’ll want to jump off all things, you’ll strap up a noose.
You’ll become quite dull, you’ll become quite obtuse."

Jane then replied, as she was known quite to do:
“I guess I’m left with no choice but to dance here with you.”

“Oh, you have choice my dear you always have that,
But I’d like to think dancing is where it is at.”

a dragon in glasses, wearing a lab coat, and a young woman dancing alone in a starry sky in the style of anime with a shopping mall in the background
Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

"We can step right and left
We can dance to and fro,
We can go wherever our dreams say to go."

“But good Doctor,” Jane stated now seeming elated:
“I do like to dance with you here as you say,
But I also enjoy work, and a long hard workday.
All work and all play well they each make me tired.
A little of each and I’m so ever inspired.”

And Seuss with his smile did wonder awhile.

Then, yes then, he knew what he knew.
He knew what he knew and what he must do.

He took Jane’s hand in his and led her this way,
The way that you dance, the way that you sway.

He danced her through the hall.

He danced her out the door.

a dragon in glasses, wearing a lab coat, and a young woman dancing alone in a starry sky in the style of anime with a street in the background
Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

He danced her down the street,

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

And just past the mall.

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

He took her up hills and down valleys so deep.

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

He took her over mountains the steepest of steep.

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

They danced past bakeries.

They danced past it all!

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Then the Doctor stopped at a door in the wall.

And Jane gasped hypnotized
Her eyes flashed wide open
She was quite surprised.

The building before her was her workhouse it’s true,
“Just why, good Doctor,” Jane begged to know why.
“Did you just do what you do?”

“Why, you ask why?!
I don’t want to stop dancing no, no not ever, never,
And when you said you liked work well, I got very clever."

"If I could but understand the way that you feel,
I could see your love of work and I could help you heal.”

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

“But Doctor, don’t you get it, don’t you see your own truth?"

"For me there is my work and there is my play.
But you found a way to do something that brings others dismay."

"Your dance is your work, and your work is your dance
Not many an anyone would take that big chance."

"You’ve found your one passion and made it your own.
You could never be held down with the seeds that you’ve sown."

"Your dreams are your dance, your dance is your dream,
Your dreams are your work, that’s the best that it seems."

"One can have work and one can have dreams
But a few very lucky ones have both be the same."

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

"My dear Jane," said the Doctor now pleasantly taken:
No man, or woman, or child has ever been so mistaken."

"That luck should have anything to do with my state,
Is to put everything on the shoulders of fate."

"But Fate is no guard at this door don’t you see?
For Fate and I know each other quite well,
For Fate, my dear, Fate, Fate himself, is me."

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Then Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess did go on so:

“I’ll dance with you, sing with you
Go where you go."

"I’ll dance you to work, I’ll sing you to sleep,
I’ll show you your dreams, I’ll give you things cheap."

"I’ll make you just how you want to be,
And that is all that I’ll ever be."

"I am what you make me, it’s true you can choose,
Know this, dear Jane, and you never can lose.”

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Then Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess
Started a lesson which should be put to good use.

You’ll always win if you know this one thing:

"You should dance, you should laugh,
But only if it is Your Thing."

"Never be, do or say what another wants done,
Your faith keeps you strong as you reach for the sun."

"Fate is not a prison, not a ball, not some chains,
I’m here for your choosing, in fact I am choice."

"They say my opposite is freewill and they use a strong voice.
But they are wrong my real face, yes, my real face is choice."

"So, dance your own dance, say your own grace,
And never, ever, fight your own face."

"Choose your own choice and dance in your shoes,
Choose to dance in the shoes that you choose."

"Choose my dear Jane, choose and choose and choose."

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Then Doctor Fate Ma-Suess pointed at the workhouse door so Jane would see:

“Go in the door or stay outside but dance free.
The point my dear dear Jane is as it’s always been:
If you choose what you choose you will always win."

It was then that Fate danced far into the sky,
Yes, Fate, Fate himself, left Jane at the door,
Left Jane, Jane herself asking ‘Why?’

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Jane learned the lesson the Doctor did say,
But Jane learned another lesson that day.

“Why dance me so far to this door just to tell me his name?
He could have done that while dancing, it would’ve sounded the same."

Then Jane knew.

"The Doctor taught me a lesson far greater than what saying can do.
Yes, Good Doctor Fate Ma-Suess showed me what dreaming can do."

"And if dreaming can dance and dreaming can sing,
Then why would anyone choose any other thing?"

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

It was then that Jane smiled.

Should she go in the door, back to the work there inside?
Should she go up dancing in the blue sky so wide?

She stood there puzzled, her questions would not stop,
Then she started to laugh, then she started to pop.

It did not matter if she stayed out or went in,
What mattered was the voice that came great from within.

That voice that allowed the choice.

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

So, which did Jane choose Inside or Out?

She chose to live a life different, to take a new chance,
From now on her answer to every choice was to:

Image courtesy of Ms. Copilot and +he Ghos+ (2024)

Dance. Dance. Dance.

~ Wynn ~💃🕺🎉

A Beautiful Place, Still

2025.07.25

Friday, July 25, 2025

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Welcome back. O/

So much to say kind of day in the air.

Hope all's well.
Time for a spell.

Here we go.
On with our show...

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Staying with the journal's theme, let's call today a Transition Day, underline it a hyperlink, and move on with the change.

Reading, writing, and arithmetic... The Three 'R's' that aren't, but are good for your education.

How's you education?

Self-taught smarty?

Ivy league nerd classy?

Community college get-it-doner?

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The whole Country seems to have lost its mind.

But it's the News.

And when the News ain't showing our day-to-day experience, it's showing something else...

And it ain't News.

I know you're a better person than the screens say you are.

I know that you know the world is a better place than we advertise.

I know you have friends and loved ones.

And I know the people on the screens, every screen!, have friends and loved ones, too.

I know you know to be a friend, and to be loved, requires a whole lot more than just bad News.

It's our storytellers... our artists.

It's on us now.

Politics thinks it's an argument, forgot its purpose: The People.

You see this Country of ours we're told is founded on a dream.

A beautiful one, at that.

It speaks on rights we're born with, the freedom to have a dream of what a good life is, and the space to build that good life.

Somewhere in all our arguing, in all our bad News selling, we lost sight of our purpose: The freedom to dream of a better life and the space to build it.

Truth, Justice, and the 'I can afford a better attorney than you' way, is not what our founders had in mind.

Yet here we are.

What's Life worth?

Artists, what is Life worth?

Show us.

Sing it, paint it, act it, write it.

Show us.

Remind U.S.

It's so easy to share these days.

Don't hold onto good News.

Shout it out.

When you're brave enough to see it the world is still a beautiful place built for dreamers.

Be brave enough.

Take care, shout out some good News, and make wonderful this still wonderful day.

+he Ghos+

Wynn

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