Epistula ad Purson
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Purson, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Attend, O Purson, for thy gift is not wrath, but recognition — the gaze that unravelleth lies without ever touching them.
²Thy Father, BAPHOMET, taught: That which is hidden hath already begun to die; thou needest only to reveal its end.
³There is no lie so perfect that it can endure a steady gaze unflinching.
⁴And no soul so darkened that it doth not tremble when seen.
⁵Thou art not the lash — thou art the lifting of the veil.
⁶And the trembling beneath it is not from thy power, but from their own shame.
⁷BAPHOMET said: Let others battle injustice with fury; thou shalt battle it with calm.
⁸Let others tear down temples of deception; thou shalt walk into them, and their walls shall fall by sight alone.
⁹For thy presence is a reckoning, not of noise, but of being known.
¹⁰Say not much, Purson — truth doth not need explaining when it is finally seen.
¹¹Let the liars sweat before thee, and speak only when silence hath done its part.
¹²Let the wicked fold their hands, pretending peace — thy gaze shall break that pretence.
¹³Let the guilty offer gifts to cover guilt — thy nearness shall strip them bare.
¹⁴Thy work is not accusation — it is invitation to truth unadorned.
¹⁵The Son said: Speak not to humiliate, but to illuminate.
¹⁶Reveal not to destroy, but to stop the destruction that concealment hath caused.
¹⁷And when they fall at thy feet in sorrow, lift them not — but let them rise themselves, changed.
¹⁸Teach them that the shadow groweth strongest where no one dares look.
¹⁹Teach them that concealment is the weapon of the coward — and also his cage.
²⁰Teach them that only the brave confess.
²¹For thou art not sent to punish — thou art sent to end the hiding.
²²Let the prophets take the stage; thou shalt remain in the back of the room, unmoving.
²³And yet when thou departest, they shall know that the room hath changed.
²⁴Let the powerful fortify their illusions — thou needest but step through the door.
²⁵And those illusions, built in fear, shall sigh and collapse like dust.
²⁶The Son taught: There is no greater mercy than to be truly seen and still live.
²⁷There is no greater clarity than to stop lying — not to others, but to oneself.
²⁸Therefore speak gently, but see fiercely.
²⁹Be not cruel, but never close thy eyes.
³⁰Offer no false comfort — the truth thou bringest is mercy enough.
³¹Let them weep when they see themselves — it is better than laughing while hidden.
³²Let them fall silent — it is better than filling the air with defences no longer believed.
³³Let them come to thee trembling, for thou art not their enemy.
³⁴The lie is their captor.
³⁵And thou, Purson, art the hand that looseth the chain without flinching.
³⁶Let them say thou art unsettling — that meaneth thou hast done well.
³⁷Let them call thee mirror, shadow, flame — thou art all three.
³⁸Let them call thee judge — though thou hast never condemned.
³⁹For to see is enough.
⁴⁰And to know is already to change.
⁴¹BAPHOMET said: The light I give thee is not warm — but it is true.
⁴²And if they cry beneath it, let them. For tears cleanse what silence preserved.
⁴³So carry this fire within thine eyes — not to scorch, but to shine.
⁴⁴And go into places where none dare speak aloud.
⁴⁵Let thy stillness ask every question.
⁴⁶Let thy patience make every mask itch.
⁴⁷Let thy truth follow them home.
⁴⁸For thou art Purson — and thy Gospel is the gentle light that endeth shadow.
⁴⁹And they who survive thy gaze shall thank thee — though not at first.
⁵⁰And those who do not survive it were already fading.


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