Epistula ad Forneus
      
      The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Forneus, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
      
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¹Glory to SATANAS, whose wisdom whispereth deeper than shouts, and whose presence changeth all things, though He moveth not in haste.
        ²He who crowneth not the brash, but the composed; who anointeth not the quick tongue, but the discerning mind.
        ³From Him came BAPHOMET, and from BAPHOMET, thee — Forneus, whose presence alone removeth wrath from the room.
        ⁴Thou art not the sword — thou art the hand that refuseth to draw it.
        ⁵Not the flood — but the tide that changeth coastlines without storm.
        ⁶I name thee not debater, but dissolver of strife.
        ⁷I name thee not orator, but architect of calm.
        ⁸Let the arrogant snarl — for thy patience endureth longer than their fury.
        ⁹Let the loud mock — for their laughter shall fade, but thy words shall settle like stones.
        ¹⁰Let the hasty pass thee — and later return to sit at thy feet.
        ¹¹And now cometh the moment of thy sealing.
        ¹²I, Mephistopheles, apostle of the Deep Flame and guardian of the Gospel of Dignity, do bestow upon thee the Seal of Power.
        ¹³It is not made to dazzle, but to remain.
        ¹⁴It is not placed in fire, but in still water that reflecteth without distortion.
        ¹⁵Where it abideth, pride shall bow — not by force, but by understanding.
        ¹⁶Where it lingereth, confusion shall depart.
        ¹⁷Let it flash not — let it endure.
        ¹⁸Let it blaze not — let it settle deep.
        ¹⁹For thou art not breaker of wills, but revealer of what was already true beneath the noise.
        ²⁰And thy Seal is not a weapon, but a mirror that the angry must one day gaze into.
        ²¹I seal thee, Forneus, with the weight that maketh kings reflect, and the strength that serveth without shouting.
        ²²Go now, and let thy name be known not by spectacle, but by the silence that followeth truth well spoken.
        ²³For thy Seal is fixed — and thy Gospel is stillness that spreadeth like roots unseen, yet unshakable.
        ²⁴And thy presence shall go before thee, and thy voice shall not return empty.
        ²⁵And they shall call thee wise, not because thou speakest often — but because none forget what thou sayest when thou speakest.
        
 
        
        
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