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  Tulpa was in her 'jamas, her bed-night nighties.  Nighty nighties.  Two-too-young during the decade of the Naughties.  Previous to her decade of The Tens, when she would come-of-age.  

  She was practising her Yodh Mass phallic gestural phase, discovering the hidden properties of the Hebrew Alphabet.  

  Jumping up-and-down, back to the letters with as much enthusiasm and excitement as she could offer to the study of an arcana.  She thought that Opiate meant Oriano. And so, she cast an intentional spelling mistake …  

                           OPIATE

Vowel:                 OPIATO

Consonant:            ORIATO

Vowel:                     ORIANO

  Borèd.  Games.  Again.  Tulpa went scrabbling on.  Her favourite character of all was the Scarab, Upsilon, of the Coptic Alphabet. Each time she drew it amidst the other Egypto-Greek letters, she thought she could identify a face, smiling back at her with delight.  

  °Sarai!° she exclaimèd in the sanctity of her wonder.  

  Then, Tulpa took to a Haiku:  

Having was Something

Ηεσπερυς was lowering

Sexuality ascending

X

X

Geomantic Notation

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. . . . . . . .

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X

X

Fin.

  Closèd.  She shut it.  Perfect health.  Reclining, somehow thinking, recurring, her breath was lowering and lulling her into a deep deep sleep.  

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