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Your search has taken you far and wide through-out cyberspace...

Your travels have been exhaustive... You have left more than one
search engine in a pile of smoking rubble...

Your quest... Wisdom... Inner substance... A tool to help make sense
of the modern world.
An artifact of heart and reason.

The data-stream wind is blowing up here... Nestled atop a mountainous network core sits the digitized monastery.  As you reverently open the seemingly ancient gate... you are subdued by the smell of incense...

Or is that burning circuitry?