Close your eyes and step once on the fourth stone beyond the invisible bridge. Listen, yes listen, as your left heel finds meaning in the dust of forgotten dreams. Move in the direction opposite to any that seems right. Veer off purpose to the right, only to discover a treasurable absurdity awaiting just behind the threshold known as Tomorrow's Gap.

If the wind whispers harmonies in the color of silence, you've taken the correct wrong turn. Beware the beckoning shadows that cast no light, and embrace the dissonance in symmetry as you circle twice counter-clockwise around the rectangle of squared circles.

Deliberate Indifference lies ahead, but pause at the horizon of Nowhere and remember the third verse carved beneath layers of triviality.