A New Way to See

Tuesday, July 08, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Back. O/

Hello, again.

Hope Life is treating you as well as you're treating Life.

Hope all's well.

Time for a spell.

Here we go.

On with our show...

There's always a reason for dancing.

"Drinking your cup of Super Happy Optimistic Juice this morning, Ghos+?"
- Witty Reader

Just making a point.

Feeling up or down means feeling something.

Life plays in slow songs and fast.

There's always a rhythm and a reason for dancing.

The three day wave of high humidity breaks today.

That's worth a cheer.

"It's not the heat; it's the humidity."
- Cliché Spouting Reader Who Didn't Know They Sometimes Speak in Semi-Colons

Birds and words at sunrise, how's your cup of tea?

Coffee, cafe, espresso, black, or green, or sweet; hope your matcha matches your mood.

Hope your brew signifies and inspires you.

Perhaps it's just a glorified way to say: Good morning.

Perhaps they're thoughts to share.

One thing publishing my journal in this manner has taught me is: Making AI pics is fun!

Give it a try.

I know you'll agree.

Enjoyment is something AI can never know the enjoyment of.

Our Age of Reason fast gives way to an Age of Feelings and Dreams.

Finally being an artist is recognized as a cultural necessity and not a nice hobby.

AI machines are only as good as the prompts that command.

No one gives a better AI prompt than a poet.

All of our dedication to the dreams of technology finally start to pay.

What was once considered work becomes stuff for machines.

Life doesn't get lazy. Life gets inspired.

Our focus was on making things to better serve us.

Now our focus turns to making beautiful things to better serve us.

So The Age of Reason matures into The Age of Beauty.

Sure it's a poet's dream.

But all great movements throughout history started from the dreams of poets.

There is always an initial dreamer.

And that first dream formed in words is always worth being called a poem.

It's a new light shone on an old path, a new way to see.

Which is a good definition for a poem (and this journal): A new way to see.

Take care, make an AI pic or two (hundred), and make wonderful this wonderful day.