First rule of the esoteric order: Bewilderment begets clarity. In the spirals of forgotten lessons, the worm of understanding wriggles free.
Construct not with bricks but with whispers. For sturdy are the walls that nobody can hear, yet they guard the loudest secrets.
The abacus dances under a silver eyelash moon, calculating leaps of faith when numbers lie. Take no wisdom from precision, heed only the arch of chaos.
For further ragged details and unbridled feats, discover within the confines of whimsicalx and see the veiled tapestries at Odysseus.