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Sunday, June 29, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's the day? O/

Bright and cheery skies so dreary?

Any which way, you got this.

Be your best you.

Here we go.

On with our show...

We do the best we can with what we have to work with each day.

That's a good way to live.

Part of doing our best means caring for what helps us be our best, best.

In this way, the tools and people in our lives that help us the most grow the most each day.

So, in this way, our level of what's best, grows each day, too.

We take care of what takes care of us.
We lift up what lifts us up.
We rise together to rise together.

Do the best you can with what you've got to work with each day.

Thank and help the help and make a better best possible.

Do what you love.

Build your world around it.

Anything else is a misuse of your time.

Words of encouragement from your friendly Ghos+.

Taking care of you because you're taking care of me by reading me.

See, you are a good person after all.

Who writes those things?

Who spends their lives in lines?

The Poet.

"Poetry... it's a cute hobby."
- Unenlightened Victim of Society

Words rule the world.

How we use words determines the quality and the possibilities in our lives.

Poets are the gardeners of language; we keep it growing.

So everyone can keep growing.

A thing of beauty only started being able to be a shareable joy forever after John pointed it out.

To be or not to be was never a question, until Shakespeare asked it.

The experience was there.

The ability to share it, and so to have it grow, was not.

If it's not on the dinner table you can't eat it.

Unless someone goes to the kitchen and cooks it up.

A poet cooks it up.

Those experiences, those feelings, we want to share but have no voice for.

I'm cooking a voice for them in the kitchen.

Too many cooks spoil too many broths; poets work best alone.

All the great ancient civilizations had two things in common.

One: They held their poets in high esteem and rose up.

Two: They neglected their poets when life got simple predictable and their civilizations crumbled.

Hey America, you got it pretty good. O/

Quit your bitchin'.

Hug your neighbor and shut off the damn News shows.

Their only poisoning you to pay their bills.

Starve them.

Hey America, you want to save our Country?

Boycott the News.

If the whole populace banned private media for a week, we could start calling ourselves a democracy and be telling ourselves the truth.

Talk to each other about your day, about your world, about life and what works and doesn't work in a day for you.

And call it News.

Shut off corporate media and share yourself.

Want to know what's up in Europe?

Have a friend send you a message of their day from there.

What's up in Asia? Or North or South America? Australia? Africa?

Send pics! Friends! Send! Pics!

Corporate media is someone else telling you what you should think is important so they can pay their bills from a lounge chair on their yacht.

Better to ask your friend overseas how our countries are getting along than the suit parades on the yachts.

Words! And where they're from matter!

You define your life with them and so, words define your life.

Take care, shut off the News, find out what's News from a friend and make wonderful this wonderful day.