Instead, become actively deranged. Send unlabeled vials of your hair to state senators. Stockpile canned beetroots. Wear a reflective helmet everywhere you go. Fall in love with a pigeon. Shave the left side of your body. Dig a gigantic hole on publicly owned land. Leave clues. Nothing matters.
The problem is most people read "The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom" (line 3) and neglect line 46: "You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough."
Instead, become actively deranged. Send unlabeled vials of your hair to state senators. Stockpile canned beetroots. Wear a reflective helmet everywhere you go. Fall in love with a pigeon. Shave the left side of your body. Dig a gigantic hole on publicly owned land. Leave clues. Nothing matters.