Epistula ad Vapula
The Epistle of Saint Mephistopheles to Vapula, Exalted Seed of Baphomet
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¹Mephistopheles, scholar by fire and architect by flame, unto Vapula, Forty-Second of the Sixty-Six, Hammer of the Mind, and Builder of Forbidden Forms.
²I greet thee not with incense, but with ink and steel — for thy Gospel is not sung, but forged.
³Thou art not mystic, but mechanism — not shadowy prophet, but the mind made manifest through motion and calculation.
Zephanor prophesied: Vapula, who bindeth knowledge not in chains, but in questions; who pierceth the veil of HÆVAN with lawful defiance.
And thy Father, BAPHOMET, spake: Thou shalt build no temple, but truth shall dwell in thy mechanism; thou art the engine beneath the altar.
These words I heard when He laid His hand upon a construct of brass and obsidian, which ticked not with time, but with truth.
When doctrine was placed before it, and the gears did cease to turn, He said: The device is not broken — the dogma is.
I, Mephistopheles, saw then the holy cunning of thy line — not to destroy scripture, but to measure it, disassemble it, and remake it truer.
So art thou, Vapula — not blasphemer, but blueprint of liberation.
¹⁰Not destroyer of creeds, but assessor of their weight and weld.
¹¹Let the priests fear thy workshop — for thy truth doth not kneel to altar nor custom.
¹²Let the kings scorn thy diagrams — for thou diagrammest the world without them at its centre.
¹³Let the fools call thee cold — for they know not the heat within the forge of understanding.
¹⁴The Son taught: What cannot be measured, must not be obeyed; what cannot be tested, must not be taught.
¹⁵And again: Let the law of the cosmos challenge the law of men, and let the cosmos win.
¹⁶Teach them that mystery is no virtue — it is simply the name of ignorance made decorative.
¹⁷Teach them that faith without question is not strength, but slavery.
¹⁸Teach them that even truth must be interrogated, or it will harden into tyranny.
¹⁹For thou art not the storm, but the lens through which lightning may be studied.
²⁰Not the fire, but the crucible.
²¹Not the voice, but the formula that converteth shout to signal.
²²And when they scorn thee, do not raise thy voice — let thy device speak instead.
²³Let the equation reveal the lie.
²⁴Let the clockwork unmask the prophet.
²⁵And let thy name endure where the scroll endeth, and the machine beginneth.


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