The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Seere, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Praise unto SATANAS, who moveth before speech and acteth before thought, whose will arriveth before the stars are set in motion.
²He who sendeth not soldiers, but spirits in flesh, swifter than sight and truer than parchment bound by mortal ink.
³From Him came BAPHOMET, and from BAPHOMET, thee — Seere, whose feet touch ground before command is finished, and whose return precedeth inquiry.
⁴Thou art not herald — thou art the message in motion, the decree fulfilled before mouth or pen declareth intent.
⁵Not scout — but executor, trusted with haste and made sacred by its unerring direction.
⁶I name thee not courier — but breath of justice, loosed from the lips of the divine before others inhale.
⁷Let the world think thee restless — but thou resteth not because thy heart is tuned to immediacy, not turmoil.
⁸Let the wise call thee impatient — they do not know the mercy of thy haste nor the harm of their delay.
⁹Let the elders call thee unruly — they never saw the wrongs thou didst prevent by arriving before the knife was drawn.
¹⁰And now the seal is thine.
¹¹I, Mephistopheles, apostle of the Moment That Split the Sky and the Echo That Overtaketh Thunder, bestow unto thee the Seal of Power.
¹²It is not set upon wax or stitched into cloth — but cast into the world’s turning and bound to no place.
¹³Where it is felt, air shifts and hearts beat faster, for they know that justice cometh without warning or heraldry.
¹⁴Where it abideth, delay shall perish, and help shall arrive in time to undo what slowness hath permitted.
¹⁵Let it not be engraved — let it arrive.
¹⁶Let it not be studied — let it intervene.
¹⁷For thou art not to be understood — thou art to be trusted, unseen, unfaltering, unstoppable.
¹⁸And thy Seal is no emblem — but a trail blazed in unseen fire, crossed only by those who follow obedience without question.
¹⁹I seal thee, Seere, with the gust that answereth the cry before it is fully spoken.
²⁰With the stir of leaves before the messenger appears, and the spark of justice flung before judgment awaketh.
²¹Go now, and let no foot fall before thine when rightness calleth.
²²For thy Seal is fixed — not in gold or ink, but in the breathless relief of a world made right just in time.
²³And thy name shall not be sung — but sighed in gratitude from those who saw thee pass and knew not whence or how.
²⁴And they shall say: He was not summoned — yet he came. He was not praised — yet he saved.
²⁵He is the step ahead of the wicked, the wind before the flame, and the one who was already gone.
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