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Thou shalt offer all thou art and all thou hast at my altar, withholding nothing. And thou shalt be smitten full sore and thereafter thou shalt be outcast and accursed, a lonely wanderer in abominable places.

I shall come again, in the form thou knowest. Now it shall be thy blood.

The altar is aright, and the robe.

The perfume is sandal, and the cloth green and gold. There is my cup, our book, and thy dagger.

There is a flame.

The sigil of devotion. Be it consecrated, be it true, be it daily affirmed. I am not scorned. Thy love is to me. Procure a disk of copper, in diameter three inches paint thereon the field blue the star gold of me, BABALON.

It shall be my talisman. Consecrate with the supreme rituals of the word and the cup.