After a while, you get bored of feeling that the world is dark and mysterious and beyond your comprehension.
In American politically-correct parlance, you start to say the World is ummm "Different". "Special". The World has a "Great Personality". You accept it as it is. You clearly understand your own limitations and those of the World. You become comfortable being a polar bear in hibernation that occasionally comes out to sniff the coffee.
You just say, "Dear World, So nice of you to stop by. Please call again in the summer."
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