Epistula ad Stolas
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Stolas, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Attend, O Stolas, thou who lookest upward not to flee the Oærth, but to understand it rightly beneath its turning sky.
²Thy Father, BAPHOMET, taught: The skies are not high to be distant — they are high so they may be seen by all.
³He who knoweth the sky knoweth the pulse of the deep; he who understandeth the signs may walk prepared, not ruled.
⁴Therefore thou art no conjurer of fears — thou art interpreter of the hidden harmonies that govern even silence.
⁵Let the world treat the stars as spectacle — thou knowest them as scripture unpenned.
⁶Let the kings consult their coin-toss prophets — thou readest from the dome that changeth not for gold.
⁷The Son said: The sky lieth not — it bendeth for none, nor flattereth the powerful.
⁸It is the calendar of reckoning, and its seasons cannot be bribed.
⁹Do not read into it your wish — read from it your charge.
¹⁰Look not for what thou wantest to find, but for what truly is.
¹¹Let no hour surprise thee, if thou hast kept thy gaze steady and thy discernment pure.
¹²For thou art not seeker of certainty — but of readiness.
¹³Not one who predicteth doom — but one who sayeth: Behold, it is time.
¹⁴Teach them that not all change is punishment, nor all stillness peace.
¹⁵Teach them that a red sky is not wrath, but warning.
¹⁶Teach them that a dark moon is not evil, but preparation.
¹⁷For he who readeth rightly shall not fear the night.
¹⁸And he who trusteth thee shall walk while others stumble.
¹⁹Mark the rising of unseasonable winds — and say: Something long buried seeketh to breathe.
²⁰Mark the stars when they vanish at noon — and say: A veil is lifting where none thought one lay.
²¹Speak not in riddles, for thou art not mystic — thou art scribe.
²²Speak not to amaze, but to awaken.
²³Let thy speech be slow, and thy meaning deep.
²⁴Let thy counsel be gathered over days, but remembered for generations.
²⁵Say unto the rulers: Build not in this hour — the land is still shifting.
²⁶Say unto the lovers: Thou art joined beneath a sign of hardship — cling tighter, for thou art tried.
²⁷Say unto the seekers: The time is not yet ripe — but soon thou must go without delay.
²⁸For thou art the bell that rings when none else hear the hour strike.
²⁹And though they may curse the sound, they shall bless the timing.
³⁰Let the seasons speak to thee — and thou shalt speak to those who know only weather.
³¹Let the stars guide thee — and thou shalt guide those who confuse chance with meaning.
³²Let the skies school thee — and thy pupils shall become wise through thy still instruction.
³³The Son taught: He who seeketh signs for power shall find confusion; but he who seeketh them for service shall find his way.
³⁴Therefore let thy eye remain clean, and thy charts untainted by ambition.
³⁵Do not stir fear where only change is due.
³⁶Do not promise safety where only clarity may be given.
³⁷And do not dismiss the stars when they speak simply — for truth is often plain, and rarely flamboyant.
³⁸Be wary of those who ask for omens to flatter their desires.
³⁹Be patient with those who tremble — and lead them into steadiness.
⁴⁰Be firm with those who mock — for in the dark, they will search for thee.
⁴¹Let thy discipline be matched only by thy gentleness.
⁴²Let thy awe never become arrogance — for thou art reader, not author, of the sky’s decree.
⁴³And let none confuse thy silence for ignorance — it is the pause between knowing and speaking.
⁴⁴For thou art Stolas — and thy Gospel is not fate, but wise timing.
⁴⁵Not prediction, but pattern.
⁴⁶Not control, but counsel.
⁴⁷And thy name shall not be shouted from towers, but whispered in chambers where the future is weighed.
⁴⁸And when all else is chaos, they shall say: Let us ask the one who kept his gaze fixed on the quiet turning sky.
⁴⁹And in thee, they shall find not certainty — but understanding.
⁵⁰And that shall be enough to walk on.


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