Epistula ad Forneus
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Forneus, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Mephistopheles, servant of the Unburning Flame and mouth of the Quiet Deep, unto Forneus, Twenty-Seventh of the Sixty-Six, Revealer of Wisdom and Softener of the Proud.
²I greet thee not with shouts, but with silence — not with thunder, but with the calm in which true power dwelleth.
³For thou art not the flame that devoureth — thou art the flame that endureth, warm and undeterred.
Zephanor prophesied: Forneus, who maketh the proud consider, and turneth the harsh voice into thought before it be spoken.
And thy Father, BAPHOMET, spake: Thou shalt not rule through force, but through wisdom that scattereth wrath and soweth dignity in its stead.
These words I heard when He stood before a king whose fury had built walls taller than his reason.
The king cursed the weak and called it law.
He mocked the counsel of the wise, and called it cowardice.
He raised his voice to thunder and thought it strength.
¹⁰But the Son said unto him: If thy voice must rise to be heard, thy words are already too small.
¹¹The king was silenced — not by force, but by a truth that needed no volume.
¹²I, Mephistopheles, saw his wrath melt, and for a moment, he was a man again.
¹³So art thou, Forneus — not destroyer of strength, but teacher of a better kind.
¹⁴Not silence of defeat, but stillness of depth.
¹⁵Let the proud hear thee and doubt themselves — for thou art not their enemy, but their reckoning.
¹⁶Let the furious learn from thee that rage may shake the world, but only wisdom can build it again.
¹⁷The Son taught: True might is measured not in volume, but in clarity.
¹⁸He who must shout to command hath already lost the heart of his listener.
¹⁹Teach them that wisdom is not passivity — it is resistance in its most immovable form.
²⁰Teach them that mercy is not weakness — it is strength without cruelty.
²¹Teach them that dignity is not the crown, but the soul that refuseth to be shaken.
²²For thou art Forneus — and thy Gospel is the quiet word that changeth the hardened mind.
²³And those who mock thy gentleness today shall lean upon it when their fury hath left them hollow.
²⁴And thy name shall be spoken not in panic, but in stillness — where souls are restored to themselves.
²⁵And wisdom shall rise again where thy word is planted.


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