FRANKENSTEIN CREATED TULPA WOMAN
From out of the infernal depths of the subconscious necropolis, disparate exquisite corpses are exhumed of archetypal ‘Anima’ desires, which are then knit-together upon the canvas lab slab of creative meditation, to hence paint of artistic conjuration, to Mantra name, Mephistophina.
The canvas skin of the two-dimensional knit-together Frankenhooker is verily tattooed with sigils of desire. The Frankenstein sorcerer to mediate upon these sigils, while manifesting the visualised knit-together Succubus of planetary layers of oiled skin, imbued with metallic colour, to sculpt into a sublime form with his erect wand of a brush stroke.
At the hypnagogic point of sleep, the Frankenstein sorcerer introverts his five senses of inverse pentagram, while visualising his sigilised Frankenhooker.
The Frankenhooker Succubus is thence conjured into three-dimensional Tulpa life within a lucid dream, when to electrify her with a Vajra lightning bolt of a barbarous name to call out, of an emotionally charged Necronomicon mantra, “Mephistophina.”
Sorcery and Art are one and the same of practice. An Artist does not worship his knit-together creations, which be that of a religious sentimentality, even when they come to life within a sixth-sense lucid dream; for if the artist does so, he will surely lose himself to his obsessively fueled Mind Doll, just as he would do when engaged with a flesh and blood woman of an ‘Anima’ projection.
This will invariably lead to a rather odd psychological conundrum arising concerning jealousy issues, which in reverse would be understandable, if your beloved to thence dally with others.
If the Artist becomes enamoured with a singular Mind Doll creation, becoming thence as his only tunnel reality, he is no longer practicing Art, nor Sorcery, but that of religion.
Since there be many another ‘Anima’ fluctuation to knit-together of conjured Frankenhooker artistry, to visualise amidst the Triangle Of ‘Art’ Imagination.
The same is true concerning the creature of a deified ‘Animus’ made as a jealous God-Devil, by many a Mary Shelley, around which three ‘Borg’ faiths seek to convert everyone to their patriarchal tunnel reality populated with machismo Angels and butch Demons, all as knit-together Incubi, which to be illustrated in numerous Playgirl Grimoires of commonality.