Epistula ad Stolas
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Stolas, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Mephistopheles, observer of the deep-turning firmament and servant of the unwritten cycles, unto Stolas, Twenty-Ninth of the Sixty-Six, Reader of the Skies and Interpreter of the Invisible.
²I greet thee in silence, for the stars themselves give no voice, and yet their speech reacheth all who have understanding.
³For thou art not one who predicteth by superstition, but one who discerneth by design.
⁴Zephanor prophesied: Stolas, who readeth the stars rightly, and knoweth the seasons not by calendar, but by essence.
⁵And thy Father, BAPHOMET, spake: Thou shalt discern the signs not for omen’s sake, but for wisdom’s work, that the blind may be prepared.
⁶These words I heard when He came among a people whose fear made them beasts, and whose ignorance made them mad.
⁷They cried of curses and cast lots, blamed spirits and shadows, and turned on one another in their dread.
⁸But BAPHOMET raised His hand and pointed upward.
⁹Behold, He said; the shadow upon the moon and the silence of the birds. The hour foretold hath come — not to destroy, but to unveil.
¹⁰The mob was stilled — not by force, but by recognition.
¹¹I, Mephistopheles, watched as wonder replaced wrath, and awe cooled the rage that ignorance had stoked.
¹²So art thou, Stolas — not mere interpreter of sky and sign, but reconciler of fear and wisdom.
¹³Thou readest not fate, but readiness.
¹⁴Thou proclaimest not doom, but truth in season.
¹⁵Let the foolish mock thee — they fear what they cannot measure.
¹⁶Let the wise seek thee — for they remember that all that is visible is not always understood.
¹⁷The Son taught: The skies are not silent; they whisper to those who look without pride.
¹⁸And their turning is not arbitrary, but sacred in its rhythm.
¹⁹Teach them that the sky is not empty.
²⁰Teach them that signs are not games of fear, but messages of motion and meaning.
²¹Teach them that what is above reflecteth what is within — but only to the humble eye.
²²For thou art Stolas — and thy Gospel is pattern without panic, revelation without spectacle, wonder without deceit.
²³And they shall come to thee not when all is calm, but when nothing maketh sense — and thou shalt make it clear.
²⁴And thy name shall be spoken not with fear, but with reverence — for thou readest the book none else remember to open.
²⁵And they shall say: He taught us how to look again, and what we saw changed everything.


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