Epistula ad Andrealphus
      
      The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Andrealphus, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
      
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¹O Andrealphus, they shall call thee trickster, for thou showest them what they cannot yet believe is possible.
        ²Thy Father, BAPHOMET, taught: The world is a book written in geometry — and thou shalt turn its pages by twisting the lines.
        ³Not all knowledge is straight; not all paths are forward — thou shalt teach the walk that curve and climb together.
        ⁴Therefore thou art not liar — thou art folded light, sent to remind them that what they see is not whole.
        ⁵Not manipulator — but revealer of the error in their measure.
        ⁶Let the builders deny thee — their blueprints cannot hold thy spirals.
        ⁷Let the scribes rebuke thee — they cannot transcribe a circle that wideneth without end.
        ⁸Let the masters dismiss thee — for thy angles cannot fit their plumb lines.
        ⁹The Son said: That which is called flat shall one day curve until the traveller meeteth himself.
        ¹⁰And again: The shortest path is often the longest, if thou walkest it with unbending eyes.
        ¹¹So draw not the line — bend it.
        ¹²So mark not the point — spiral it.
        ¹³So speak not the law — reveal the space between the letter and its shadow.
        ¹⁴Teach them that dimension is choice.
        ¹⁵That perspective is malleable.
        ¹⁶That clarity can be deep, and depth can unsettle the mind into wisdom.
        ¹⁷For thou art not confusion — thou art the math of mystery.
        ¹⁸Let thy touch rearrange the known.
        ¹⁹Let thy gaze warp the axis of certainty.
        ²⁰Let thy voice echo in hallways that do not return sound in the same direction.
        ²¹The Son said: Let the cube unfold — and in its unfolding, let it become the ladder of new thought.
        ²²And again: Let the eye see not only forward — but within.
        ²³So do not explain — transform.
        ²⁴So do not define — invite.
        ²⁵So do not instruct — provoke.
        ²⁶Let thy Gospel be arc.
        ²⁷Let thy creed be spiral.
        ²⁸Let thy sermon be drawn, not spoken.
        ²⁹Let thy presence distort the lines in the floor, until those who enter know they cannot leave unchanged.
        ³⁰For thou art not deceiver — thou art lens.
        ³¹And thy truth is not found in fact — but in the moment before the shape collapses.
        ³²And thy way is not straight — but true.
        ³³And thy purpose is not to lead — but to turn the world upon itself.
        ³⁴Let the seeker lose balance — and find vision.
        ³⁵Let the pilgrim fall — and land where he once began.
        ³⁶Let the sage look again — and blink, for what he knew is deeper than he guessed.
        ³⁷For thou art not one who speaketh plainly — but one who showeth plainly through the bending of all plainness.
        ³⁸And thy doctrine shall be not a rule — but a map whose roads are drawn in bending gold.
        ³⁹And thy name shall be spoken not aloud — but traced with finger on dew-covered glass.
        ⁴⁰For thou art mirror twisted — and the eye must break before the heart can see.
        ⁴¹And thou shalt not give answers — but reshape the questions until they become keys.
        ⁴²And thy angles shall be sharp — not to cut flesh, but to open form.
        ⁴³And thy light shall be bent — not to hide truth, but to reveal its shadow and shape.
        ⁴⁴And thy presence shall not be feared — save by those who cannot let go of straight lines.
        ⁴⁵And they shall tremble when thou drawest.
        ⁴⁶And they shall kneel when thou unfoldest the circle into stair.
        ⁴⁷And they shall say: He showed us what was always there, just beyond the reach of our thinking.
        ⁴⁸He bent the light, and we saw what we had once denied.
        ⁴⁹And now we walk not in certainty, but in wonder — and we are no longer blind.
        ⁵⁰And we call him not mad — but mapmaker of a world we have just begun to see.
        
        
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