The Fool (Reversed) 

Laughter is not distraction — it is revelation. The joke that unsettles you, the absurdity that cracks your solemn face — these are doorways. What you thought was truth was only costume, waiting to be tugged at by play.

Chaos does not break you; it frees you. To trip is to find new rhythm. To be lost is to stumble into horizons unseen. Wisdom grins because it knows no other way.

Here are treasures of jest and paradox — shirts stitched with wit, lamps shaped like explosions, ornaments of strangeness. Each one winks, reminding you that wisdom grins as it teaches.