Rotate the banana to ripple the cosmos, yet always remember that socks are not hats but might be time-turners in disguise!
Meanwhile, in the Hammock of History, where the past laid down and forgot its glasses...
If an acorn whispered the secret of infinity to a raccoon, would clocks suddenly taste of chocolate?
Come on over to the Past Meanderings where no one forwards the emails of destiny!
Sliding Exchange Crystal Incantation Whispering Walls