I am truly grateful for the trolls who live under my timeline. They remind me of who I am. They remind me that I must always rise above the fray. They remind me that even though I cherish the battle, and I relish the opportunity to vanquish them back to the netherworld from wence they squirmed, I swing my sword with a sense of joy and purpose in my heart. I brandish my rapier with a feeling of love for ALL of creation. They remind me to let that light of divine love shine when I have no choice but to smack a fool down. Namaste. Ashe. Amen.