We see through a glass darkly and search out the head scratching stuff. Undeniable themes and patterns emerge through seemingly ordinary events. A convergence of shadows manifest under our noses, hidden in plain sight for those with eyes to see. We are given pieces of a puzzle that speak to order. There is a power in this world who thrives on chaos and disorder but those who are wise understand. Amidst the madness providence whispers, available to all through an act of the will. Despite whatever chaos may arise the order that has existed before existence itself will remain.