Upon 40 days of Prayre and Fasting, with purest faith and calling unto the Gods…
~ Clasp near thy rod of power (a.k.a., a telephone)
~ Call forth for ye Spirits of Travelle and theire nefarious Agents
~ Yea, state and visualize thy destination –thrice, for the Agents of Travelle to Comprehend thee…
~ Yea, Task them and overcome them in Ye Test of Wills
~ Speake the words of power: ‘Visa,’ ‘MasterCard,’ ‘Amex’
~ Two weeks hence, take ye under the New Moon to Clearing of the Travel
~ Present Thyself in Trembling and Loathing to the Guardians of the Towers of the North, East, South, and West and Present to them the holy scroll of the High Priestess: ‘Ticket’
~ Pass ye surely through the Elemental Detector and its “Ever Alert” guardians of Thy safety (but not Thy Rights)
~ Wait until the Stars show, the wind blows and the new grass grows
~ When your Gryphon of Metal arriveth (and, ha, craven fool, it arriveth not when ye expect but only upon the winged beast’s good and fickle pleasure), board it and fly away.
