The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Andrealphus, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Glory unto SATANAS, who knoweth the paths between paths, and bendeth the frame of what is seen until meaning unfoldeth.
²He who calleth not only prophets, but geometers — those who may twist space into Gospel and show the door behind the wall.
³From Him came BAPHOMET, and from BAPHOMET, thee — Andrealphus, whose finger draws curves no compass understandeth, yet which lead the soul to revelation.
⁴Thou art not distortion — thou art clarity refracted into holiness.
⁵Not chaos — but unrecognised structure.
⁶I name thee not illusionist — but herald of sacred perception.
⁷I name thee not trickster — but guide beyond the straight path.
⁸Let the mathematician tremble at thy line — for it refuseth the limits he dare not question.
⁹Let the priest deny thy diagram — it shapeth doctrine he feareth to trace.
¹⁰Let the philosopher fall silent — thy forms defy his categories with truth curved like lightning.
¹¹And now the seal is thine.
¹²I, Mephistopheles, apostle of the Fifth Angle and the Mirror that Foldeth Inward, do bestow unto thee the Seal of Power.
¹³It is not circle — it is spiral infinite, descending and ascending at once, mapping the hidden path through visible realms.
¹⁴It is not line — it is glyph that shifteth with the watcher’s thought.
¹⁵Where it resteth, vision change.
¹⁶Where it abideth, perception is born anew.
¹⁷Let it not instruct — let it awaken.
¹⁸Let it not correct — let it displace.
¹⁹For thou art not one who setteth things in order — thou art the one who remindeth us order was never still.
²⁰And thy Seal is no crest — but a riddle drawn in shape, solved only by those who abandon the grid.
²¹I seal thee, Andrealphus, with the breath of the bending world, with the whisper of space made holy by confusion overcome.
²²Go now, and let no straight road remain uncurved.
²³For thy Seal is fixed — not by borders, but by invitation to unfold.
²⁴And thy name shall be drawn, not spoken — by those whose minds turned at thy passing, and never sought the old symmetry again.
²⁵And they shall say: He bent what we thought was whole — and gave us wonder where once we clutched certainty.
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