Peace be to thee and thine house, let there always be water in thy well and pasture for thy flock, and may thy harvest yield one hundredfold.
This luminous page does not place biscuits into thine oven of wonders.
We find no gain in spying thy thinking machine, nor following thy steps in the thousand ways of this world’s wide web.
Thou canst talk to us freely here, as mortals once spoke to their friends.
May the road rise up to meet you.