Destination

Tuesday, April 15, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

There.^

First official morning with the new tagline.

What's new with you? O/

Circle slash hello to start your day.

Hope all's well and that something good happens to you today.

On with our show.

Stretch your arms and reach to the sky, this ain't no time for a lullaby.

One of those: Don't-remember-how-good-you-can-feel-cause-it's-been-so-long-since-you-felt-it mornings.

What to do with it?

Write more, of course!

Making lines while Spring rain drops in thin soft drops, hard then gentle, gentle then hard.

Slow words, dog snores words, how's it with you?

What do you think about time?

Do you?

"The hour seems to be dragging on. Wow, the morning just flew by. Where does the time go?"
-Inquisitive Sometimes Cliché Dropping Reader

Where, indeed.

One grand palace in the sky? A dream house up high?

I think time is distance.

We repeat ourselves when we ask how far away and how long will it take to get there?

"How long is the meeting?"
- Good Question Asking Reader

The total amount each life of every body at the meeting has to move to attend it.

We are always travelling. Our bodies molecularly speaking are always on the go.

Our time is measured by the total amount they move in their lifetime.

Death is how long the trip takes us to travel the highways of our body.

We never sit still. Life is a constant flux, a spiral dance of DNA on its way somewhere, on its way to a destination called your Life.

Take care, pace yourself don't race yourself, enjoy your trip through your body's dream of you, and make a wonderful, your wonderful, day.