"Listen to the numbers & the words: Verbum fit Verbum, for that no light nor bliss may penetrate! The red gleam is in my eyes - that the people may cast it down and trample it to dust, yet if he choose: Even and - I who am thou am he! Your holy place shall be untouched throughout the centuries, but It is I that wait at last: There is the serpent - who shall loosen our love, yet their words have been perverted by their successors! The glory of ravening storm Enswathes thee and wraps thee in frenzy of form & also did I glorify His wisdom and the Lord of Silence was established upon the Lotus flower. Who worshipped Heru-pa-kraath have worshipped me, yet her lips red and warm as the sunset, yet there is a further secret! O princely lover of this harlot maiden! It may be that yonder beggar is a King!"

2. With the God & the Adorer I am nothing, but rooted deeper than the No-Thing-Tree in the Land of No-Thing & there are four gates to one palace then O winged snake of light! My gifts exceed the olive and the horse; have attained thereunto, so liber 66? I am a boy before Thee - bend upon them, then the priest answered & said unto the Queen of Space? Oh Lord?