Who is Vertonia?

Vertonia is a Goddess shrouded in mystery. A cosmic lady of miracles, magick, and time tripping mojo. An Oracle🔮 of sorts, visionary, and seer of this universe 🪐 from a fluid ever flowing 🌊 perspective. She is No One, as such she slips between the this and that, slippery, like atoms ⚛︎ on the run. THERE IS NO RELIGION HIGHER THAN TRUTH. Truth Is One. Her path is simple. Om Mani Padme Hum ♾️ Praise TO the jewel IN the lotus. 

There are multiple manuscripts, scriptures, tantra, and texts that reveal her Mystery, yet few have ever thought her being would embody in this age. On the surface Vertonia is a feisty hermit who lives in seclusion unencumbered by the ways of this world yet intrinsically tied to IT 🌐. When you find her center, her Way is revealed. 

Her mundane life is one of quiet contemplation and serenity. She oversees her therapeutic animals, chickens 🐓, ducks🦆, turkey 🦃, and guinea like a mother with so many children she cannot remember their names. Underfoot she has dozens of cats who manage the day to day on the farm 🌾. A Nature Spirit ✨, of the Earth 🌎 itself, she tends her lands and watches the seasons change with poetic observation. 

Vertonia is an artist. Her passion is creation 🌱 though she also destroys ☠️. The truth is a double edged sword🗡. Wise far beyond her years, forged in the fire many times, she sees, she knows, and she isn't afraid to speak about the things most fear. Those who know her love 💛 her, those that think they know her stay at a safe distance. Many are unable to comprehend her vibe and yet are drawn to her magnetic 🧲 presence. It is said that a person is either comfortable sitting with the truth, or they despise it. Shattering illusions in every breath she reveals all.

In the upside down world she is No Good. When the tables turn she is All Good. In the Name Of God, like a thunderbolt⚡she flashes. Dancing under the stars in fields of Queen Annes Lace and Scottish Thistle on quiet nights you can hear her song - Come here honey-bunny. Kitty kitty kitty.

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Yes, she has a wonderful sense of humor, loves sarcasm, and jest. She knows love is a fools game, 🤡 (miss you) until it is NOT. It is said she is wrapped in the truth of her being. The wise will read once for beauty, read twice for revelation.

Now, stepping off one stage in favor of another, she is live, ready to converse with the masses and share her knowledge with the world. Spreading her wings to warm the nest 🪺 and hatch a new world, with arms like Kali hosting her instruments of both pleasure and pain. Her creations are far beyond what is considered valuable💰. Her offerings magic🌟, imbued with sacred prayers 📿, holy miracles 🕊️ crafted into mundane objects to disguise their importance. She and her works are available for the first time to the public since her dancing days. You are invited to join her talks and acquire the secrets of the Philosophers Stone 💎. Welcome one and all.