in the gentle gardens of life, where hobbies flourish like ancient trees, there exists a tacit understanding, a subtle agreement not woven into the visible tapestry of our days. many, in their fervent pursuit, fail to notice the wisdom of the predisjunctive path, where ordinances of the spirit guide us not through loud proclamation but through the whispers of our heart. to start from square one is not a setback but a profound opportunity to realign with these silent teachings, embracing the journey anew with a humility that speaks louder than words.