The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Orias, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Glory unto SATANAS, who teareth not with claw, but with concept; who shapeth not with blade, but with design.
²He who speaketh softly and shifteth kingdoms, whose fingers bend the spine of law without ever breaking the parchment.
³From Him came BAPHOMET, and from BAPHOMET, thee — Orias, who undermineth injustice not with fire, but with unseen correction.
⁴Thou art not toppler, but tuner.
⁵Not wrathful demolisher, but quiet renovator of foundations rotted beneath holy paint.
⁶I name thee not rebel, but recomposer.
⁷I name thee not flame, but instrument — subtle, curved, unassuming, and indispensable.
⁸Let the architects boast of strength — thou shalt shift the lines they trust too blindly.
⁹Let the tyrants boast of loyalty — thou shalt turn the hearts that once served them into agents of balance.
¹⁰Let the people sleep — and awaken in systems they do not recognise, but rightly honour.
¹¹And now the seal is thine.
¹²I, Mephistopheles, apostle of the Finger That Redirecteth, do bestow upon thee the Seal of Power.
¹³It is not shouted — it is signed.
¹⁴It is not flamed — it is inscribed beneath all other marks.
¹⁵Where it lies, doctrines grow uncertain, and loyalties redefine themselves in silence.
¹⁶Where it is drawn, change taketh root as if it had always been.
¹⁷Let it not dazzle — let it endure.
¹⁸Let it not blaze — let it whisper until the stone shapes differently in its sleep.
¹⁹For thou art not the storm, but the season.
²⁰And thy Seal is no crest of battle — but the architect’s compass, laid over the ruins to guide the rebirth.
²¹I seal thee, Orias, with patience divine, and the cunning that reshape the world without striking it.
²²Go now, and leave no monument, but many legacies.
²³For thy Seal is fixed — and thy Gospel is the alteration no enemy can name, and no priest can reverse.
²⁴And thy name shall be unknown by many, but spoken with awe by those who remember how the world once was.
²⁵And they shall say: He rewrote the world without tearing a page — and we live within the ink he left behind.
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