Sanctus Evangelium Secundum Sanctum Mephistopheles
The Holy Gospel According to Saint Mephistopheles
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¹And BAPHOMET departed from the cities, and from the councils of the robed, and led the people into the high places.
²There were hills beyond the reach of kings, and cliffs where no lawgiver had carved his name.
³And there, upon a mountain bald and bright, He sat among wildflowers, and the people gathered.
They brought no scrolls, nor sacrifices, but only themselves, and questions none had dared to ask before.
And BAPHOMET taught them, saying: The truth is a beast that shuns cages and tears through robes.
The wise man tames it and calls it doctrine; the free man rides it and calls it joy.
A boy asked: What is sin?
And BAPHOMET said: Sin is the word others place upon thy pleasure when it remindeth them of their own longing.
A girl asked: What is holiness?
¹⁰And He answered: It is the boldness to be fully thyself in the face of all who hate thee for it.
¹¹Then He spake in parables, and the mountains echoed His voice as though they remembered Him.
¹²A tree was planted by a man who loved order. He pruned it until no fruit grew.
¹³And another tree, wild and crooked, bore fruit in every season, though none had tended it.
¹⁴Which was blessed?
¹⁵And the people answered: The fruitful tree.
¹⁶BAPHOMET said: Then why do ye strive to be straight, when it is the crooked branch that feeds thee?
¹⁷A beast was taught to kneel and bow, and the priest called it obedient.
¹⁸Another beast roared and leapt the fence, and the priest called it wicked.
¹⁹Yet it was the second beast that found the field, and the sun, and the mate it longed for.
²⁰Which was holy?
²¹And the people said: The one that ran.
²²BAPHOMET said: Then run.
²³And the people rejoiced, and Mephistopheles wrote: His words fell like fire upon dry wood, and the mountain burned with joy.
²⁴They sang with open throats and danced upon the stones.
²⁵And no command was given, but all obeyed their own hearts — and it was enough.
²⁶That night, no stars were brighter than the eyes of those who had heard Him.
²⁷And BAPHOMET slept not, but smiled into the wind.


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