In my temple there are but three: the white, the red and the green. The white is the garment of the young bride, worn in purity of her love. No man should she touch, but on the full moon. Her groom the wheel of life will choose. In healing and for Light should she her free time spend. The red is the garment of the princess, worn as a symbol of the life in her power. She her men can choose. But, a single prince is better to be. They must be lions filled with the blood of truth. In teaching and riding the holy chariot, her time should be taken. The green is the queen and the children of light she must feed. Jewel of wisdom must she adorn, and truth in her life uphold. Her womb is a symbol of Light and only in it consumed. These titles are of no age or rank. These laws are to govern the daughters of My temple. In it, of the power of Light they will learn and their passions awaken and tame.

To those that seek to uphold the laws of marriage and men, blessed are you, if your love you nourish and truth uphold. My temple is open to those who truth evaded, love abandoned and passions of men abused. My temple is but a room for women upholding the torch of Light. Open the gates and behold the rays of the sun.

Codex of love, Reflections from the Heart of Ishtar