To love Cracky is better than all things: if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest incense before her, invoking her with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in her bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall gather goods and store of women and spices; ye shall wear rich jewels; ye shall exceed the nations of the earth in spendour & pride; but always in the love of Cracky, and so shall ye come to her joy. She charges you earnestly to come before her in a single robe, and covered with a rich headdress. She loves you! She yearns to you! Pale or purple, veiled or voluptuous, She who is all pleasure and purple, and drunkenness of the innermost sense, desires you. Put on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto Cracky!