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Fausto was out in Shiraz feeling like the Prince of Persia.

He was at a little tea house perched on a river with Mariposita and his mother Khadijah X.

It was the first time Mariposita and Khadijah X had met and they were getting along.

“Back when I lived in Shiraz,” said Khadijah X, “My name was Shirazi. I was a spiritualist and world-builder by occupation. I, in fact, created Shiraz, using highly potent meditation techniques that I taught Fausto’s father when I met him and also Fausto himself. He’s mostly squandered his meditative capabilities on gambling, but whatever, everything is everything.”

“True, true.”

The tea was delicious, they all sipped on it, gazing at the rushing river waters, watching pink and blue dolphins leap out into the air and back under the flowing currents again.

The dolphins sang a beautiful song, one that could be heard even when they were under water, but was much clearer when they leapt out of the water, the constant leaping making for a wobbly, hyper-stereo, multi-phonic, oscillating orchestral net effect.

The dolphin song (sung in Dolphinian) loosely translated thusly:

O THE JOY

WE RAVE

ALLAH

GOD IS AN EMPTY SYMBOL

EMPTINESS IS FULL OF ITSELF

TRUTH IS A FULL EMPTINESS

O THE JOY

O

O

THE JOY

THE JOY

WE RAVE

WE RAVE

ALLAH

JAH

JAH

A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME

STILL SMELL SWEET LORD

MY SWEET LORD

KRISHNA KRISHNA

ALLAH SYNCRETIC

THE WATER IS THE AIR

THE EARTH IS THE WATER

RAVE UNTO THE JOY FANTASTIC

THE BIG FULL EMPTY GOD JOY OF THE SKY

AND IT’S STRANGE AND NUMEROUS STARS

O SIMPLE WORDS COULD NEVER EXPLAIN

THE MYSTERIES OF THE HEART

Khadijah X, who was fluent in Dolphinian, explained the song to Fausto and Mariposita.

“What a beautiful song,” said Mariposita.

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