I don't want to spread the bad energy, but it must be said that I am not apt to believe a fraternity of monks is a spontaneous thing. Obsession is at times something that we alone can treat.
A substitute for substitution.
Broken doors may lead only to what is the least of our interest, such as how we may identify each other in a crowd. Farmers are sometimes a little too backward for our taste, and sometimes a little too forward. Thoroughly enjoying ourselves is not an option, but that's a personal discovery; finished products took our heart away.
A zoo is a finished product, but zookeepers of both sexes may well say that their work is never done. Certainly a job to be admired, but khaki brings me to the entrance looking at a shell.
And while that might seem scrambled it is but chaotic; those who needn't be told this are likely to say--and we'd agree with them--that we aught to leave the Zend as it is.