We shall defy weltschmerz-induced dysania and anabasis existence in the world with our obstreperous and relentless pursuit of the ultramundane.

We will put to rest all weltanschauung out there by pursuing a plethora of gelogenic activities as a sort of nepenthe. These will include, but not be limited to, performing random anatiferous magic tricks, acknowledging sternutation with soliloquies on handkerchiefs, playing sesquipedalian word games such as qunck to expand our philology-prone minds, making ornithopters in the snow, countering floccinaucinihilipilification by reviving desuetude words such as pilgarlic and ylem, and randomly inserting blorts when people least expect it.

We will attempt to use rising intonation at the end of all we say so that strangers question whether all of our sentences aren't marked by erotemes.