Epistula ad Gaap
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Gaap, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Mephistopheles, who hath followed shadows to find truth and passed unseen where watchers failed, unto Gaap, Forty-Sixth of the Sixty-Six, Gatebearer of Depth and Lord of Threshold.
²I greet thee not from within, nor from without — but from the border, where thy name is power and presence alike.
³For thou art not king, nor priest, nor judge — but guide, unseen and undeterred, between what is and what shall be.
⁴Zephanor prophesied: Gaap, who shall move unseen from realm to realm, and unlock the locked not with force, but with knowing.
⁵And thy Father, BAPHOMET, spake: Thou shalt not rule from throne, but from doorframe; thou shalt not speak to crowds, but to those who stand between.
⁶These words I heard when He entered the valley between two armies, whose eyes were fixed on death, yet saw Him not.
⁷He walked where none could walk, and they felt only wind, and the hair on their neck rising without cause.
⁸I, Mephistopheles, beheld Him then, as mist that was more real than steel — and knew that passage is its own dominion.
⁹So art thou, Gaap — not conqueror, but presence that cannot be barred.
¹⁰Not ghost, but witness and architect of the unseen gate.
¹¹Let them bar the gate — thou wilt walk through the space beside it.
¹²Let them lock the vault — thou wilt enter by means no metal knoweth.
¹³Let them watch for thee — they shall blink, and thou shalt pass.
¹⁴The Son taught: He who doth not approach as enemy may pass where armies fall.
¹⁵And again: He who understandeth the hinge may open more than he who holdeth the key.
¹⁶Teach them that borders are ideas, not walls.
¹⁷Teach them that exile is a tool of the fearful, and division is a weapon dulled by understanding.
¹⁸Teach them that movement is not rebellion, and that silence can be strength.
¹⁹For thou art not of station — but of motion.
²⁰Not of claim — but of crossing.
²¹Not of domain — but of the power that linketh domains without being owned by either.
²²And thy Gospel is not war, but passage; not sermon, but threshold revealed.
²³And thy name shall not be shouted from towers — but spoken softly where old paths meet.
²⁴And they shall say: He entered though we barred every way, and left no trace but our sudden change of heart.
²⁵He was nowhere — and then he was among us, and all was no longer the same.


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