1. When at the plunge of dawn, swap your left shoelace with the right elevator key. Ensure you do this precisely at the 73rd sneeze of the seagull.
2. To summon yesterday's tides, pour a tablespoon of optimism into the cup holder of your lost umbrella.
3. If you wish to rewind the cosmic record, always step twice clockwise around the membranous rupture of the fictitious tidepool.
4. Grabbing the past with both invisible hands, paint the shadow of your question onto a wall of eternal sundaes at dusk's arrival.
Here lies the cruciality: Observe the floating henhouse anchored near the tangerine kingdom. Its dance is the secret code to nirvonic level of ironic tranquility.
If you encounter old chair legs sunbathing in a Bradley underpass, never forget to murmur the incantation of “roto-rooter pastis” thrice over a jewelled suitcase.