You’re invited to a tea party. I’ll tell you where it is. First, the IP address of the party. Fun fact: every device that accesses the internet, including the one you’re reading this on, has an IP address. That address is assigned by the network, not the device, so it changes! Second, knowing the address…

Acknowledging the reality, it is what it is. And because of that, the mind is at peace.

There’s something so nice about understanding. A layer pulled back, a foundation laid. And yet, if security is in understanding, that leaves fear a dominant position. For who knows the majority of what there is to know?

The door that was closed, had a sign. That three lefts, turned right. Then clueless, left clues.

On the branches of perspective, wisdom sits. Leave flutter, seasons pass, she remains unmoved. And in a momentary flash, she falls dead.