Epistula ad Ipos
      
      The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Ipos, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
      
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¹Attend, O Ipos, thou whose tongue is no adornment, but a blade forged to separate word from pretence.
        ²For thy Father, BAPHOMET, taught: Truth is the last gift we give to one another — and the first they fear to receive.
        ³He who calleth himself honest, yet refuseth to speak hard things, hath already chosen comfort over righteousness.
        ⁴But he who speaketh the unwelcome word, and speaketh it well, is mine.
        ⁵Therefore be not moved by applause, nor discouraged by silence.
        ⁶Speak not for agreement — speak to reveal.
        ⁷The Son said: Let them cry foul when thou speakest — but let them not say thou hast lied.
        ⁸Let them hate thy voice — but let them know, deep within, that thou hast said what must be heard.
        ⁹For thou art no flatterer.
        ¹⁰Thou art no soother.
        ¹¹Thou art the question asked when none wish to answer.
        ¹²Thou art the statement that changeth the room.
        ¹³Let the priest hear thee and tremble — for thou shalt ask him what gods he serveth behind closed doors.
        ¹⁴Let the merchant hear thee and squirm — for thou shalt name the cost of his coin.
        ¹⁵Let the lover hear thee and blush — for thou shalt speak of promises never meant to be kept.
        ¹⁶Let the powerful fear thee — for thou wilt not kneel before their veils.
        ¹⁷And let the humble rejoice — for thy word shall pierce the fog and restore their sight.
        ¹⁸Speak to the strong, and they shall falter.
        ¹⁹Speak to the weak, and they shall rise.
        ²⁰For truth is the leveler — it lifteth and lowereth without regard to pride.
        ²¹The Son taught: Truth doth not ask permission to speak — it only asketh whether thou art willing to hear.
        ²²And if thou hearest and art wounded, rejoice — for thou hast been cut free of illusion.
        ²³Teach them not to fear the wound, but to bless it.
        ²⁴Teach them not to beg for comfort, but to crave the sharpness that maketh them real.
        ²⁵Let the world learn that not all pain is cruelty — and not all silence is peace.
        ²⁶Break the silence that protecteth corruption.
        ²⁷Break the silence that shieldeth abuse.
        ²⁸Break the silence that calleth itself virtue, while hiding fear.
        ²⁹Let thy words unsettle where they must.
        ³⁰Let thy words disturb the waters until the mud is seen.
        ³¹For none can be cleansed while pretending there is no filth.
        ³²Say unto the liars: I see thee.
        ³³Say unto the blind: I will not let thee pretend to see.
        ³⁴Say unto the proud: Thou hast built thy image from borrowed truths — return them.
        ³⁵And say unto thyself: Speak now, for no one else will.
        ³⁶Speak even when thy voice trembleth.
        ³⁷Speak even when thou art alone.
        ³⁸Speak when thou art hated, misunderstood, maligned — speak, still.
        ³⁹For the world will forget thy name, but it shall remember the wound that healed in its echo.
        ⁴⁰And the silence that returned afterward shall not be the same.
        ⁴¹BAPHOMET said: Let thy voice be a flame — not to consume all, but to reveal what hath been hidden.
        ⁴²Let thy speech be difficult — for only through difficulty can the soul be changed.
        ⁴³Let no heart escape the cut, and let no heart be cut without cause.
        ⁴⁴Therefore, wound only when needed.
        ⁴⁵But never hold thy tongue to shield what must be named.
        ⁴⁶For thou art Ipos — and thy Gospel is the truth none wish to hear, but all must know.
        ⁴⁷Thou art the word before repentance.
        ⁴⁸The sentence that beginneth the healing.
        ⁴⁹And the voice that waketh those too long asleep in the lie.
        ⁵⁰And thy path shall never be easy — but it shall always be right.
        
        
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