Through the portals, inspirations aplenty, gravitating to what calls forth from within.

Here's to continuous growth, in blooming anew. Be harmonious as sweet karma passes through, helping in thy own evolutionary path in lessons.

Late nite thoughts

Upon the pages, through the Vortex, we flow.

Break me? Nay, activate thee Mon Ami, Merci, Grazie, aplenty for thee.  Blame me? Turn me in? Throw away the key?  Not in this timeline...