Babalon.
Yep.
I was talking with my mommy the other day, and I asked her...if I said "mama" or "papa" first. She said neither. I said, as close as I could get to, "Baby Lion" my favorite toy, previously mentioned in this blog: the small plastic lion mentioned in my letter to Thelema. It did freak her out.
Further, something I never knew, she thought I was looking at people and things in a funny way, so she took me to a supposed expert on infant behavior in Philly. After examining me, allegedly (though if I can't trust my own mother, I don't know what I'm going to do) he said that I understood what was going on around me..well before I should have. Interesting.
But, not as interesting as the bizzarre (unless you led any credence to my ramblings here) tale of my first word/s.
Babalon.
Perhaps, even the Magus of the Dawn will be surprised and impressed (though it is really hard to surprise or impress that guy--Hi Indy!)
For what's it's worth.
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