Come into the space of Madam Vortex, a space where one is no longer bound by time. Welcome to in-between time. You will overstay your time. You will not leave in time, but you will come back in time, just in time to lose track of time, all in good time — again.
As they say, the Madam lives in her Vortex on in-between time. And they do say, and she does live, and she is above a certain order, above your existing order, by your saying so, as you do. The Madam believes deeply in order, but does not understand yours. She does not answer to you: there are no rules for her kind, for she is not of a them, she is of you. Existing in a space that is both of no time and now time, Madam Vortex is infinite liminality.











