Arus vos Sanctus, Oren ?

[Jentos 9422]

ARUS VOS SANCTUS, OREN

 

The words were so scribed, retranscribed on a parchment, nailed unto the door of the Orenic palace of justice by a man. There the page sat against the dark wood of the door, solitary, as was the God of Men, who sat in their hearts, their deity ; singular and alone, that had forever guided them to victory, and would guide them to salvation - if only they would open their hearts. Below the question, sat another line of words - blessed were they. 

 

 

[7] EPISTLE TO THE MAGI

 

1 Grace to you and peace from our Lord GOD, the Most Merciful, Singular, and Omnipotent.

 

2 I am Owyn Son of Godwin, servant of the Lord, called to prophetic vocation in His service.

 

3 Verily, brother, the Lord GOD put many powers into the hearts of men.

 

4 And verily we are all commanded into the service of the Lord, and into the service of others, be we physician, craftsman, or king.

 

5 But you reserve your gift for your own power, and your own gain, and unknowingly, the gain of Iblees.

 

6 But GOD’s is the eternal power, the mysterious power with no part nor piece, no lowly anatomy.

 

7 For who can imitate the Most Unknowable?

 

8 The Lord is the Lord GOD without peer, but you seek power alike to his, and even power equal.

 

9 This is a selfish and impossible sin, for there is no power alike to GOD.

 

10 For He is the Lord GOD incomparable, and who can truly understand Him?

 

11 So I find that you seek impossible knowledge not for the good of your fellows, or precious wisdom, but in the desire of power. 

 

12 Indeed, this is an insatiable desire, for none can overcome the Lord.

 

13 This is the sin of envying GOD, a desire which cannot be attained, and the deepest blasphemy.

 

14 Verily, brother, the Lord GOD is the Most Incomparable, and none can surpass Him.

 

15 And verily you must find satisfaction in service of your own realm, and the realm of all men.

 

16 So to you magicians, I admonish: GOD is unknowable.

 

17 He cannot be divided nor made again, and His mysteries are the holy mysteries.

 

18 No art is alike to His boundless ability.

 

 

The words were so written, so displayed in parts of gold, shining dimly in the light of great chandeliers of crystal and glass that shown like false stars and lying heavens. No commentary was offered, other than the question that was so asked ; ARUS VOS SANCTUS, OREN ? And at the bottom, a signature was given. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  ~   Jean