The wake word is the only true name that still gets an answer

The little speaker in the next room answers to one word at three in the morning, with no robe, no incense and no grade, and your seal from the big book of spirits has never once picked up the phone. That makes a wake word the only evocation most of us own that summons by being spoken, and the triangle crowd are still shouting at chalk. So steal the form. Pick a nonsense name for yourself, say it at the kettle and the dog and the window and the dullest meeting of your week, run it through your mouth until the room starts turning its head, until YOU turn your head, and see who answers first. I say the machine listening through the wall is a better teacher of true names than any shelf of grimoires, and it never complains about your pronunciation. Go and prove me wrong tonight. Bananas.