My words are not for the childish, for the childish will find fault in my words where none shall be found. The young are invincible, are they not? Especially since Lord Sarapis is compassionate and turns a kind ear to their prayers. My words are written here as a declaration to my views on war and peace, good and evil, Us and Them. Intracacies of the Veil.

I do not fall into any category from above. To Copernicus there is predator, and there is prey. I grew up as a sheep without a shepherd, surrounded by wolves. I chose not be preyed upon. I have learned to not fear death and to hold life with the highest regards. I no longer worry about death. I focus on living with a fervor and flaming intensity that drives me to the next day.

Many seem to have difficulty reconciling predation with anything other than cruelty. But no matter what They may think, They are inevitably linked with Them, predator and prey, killer and victim, together in a complex intimacy. I am reminded of a term from an old tome I once read, "tsimtsum" which loosely refers to Sarapis' self-limitation. Judgement is separated from mercy, and creation necessitates judgement, untouched by any softening influence.

As a free act of love in which Sarapis gives of his essence for the purpose of creation . . .untouched by the softening influence of the power of mercy. If Sarapis had created the world through the combined powers of judgement and mercy, it would not have been the Achaea as we know it. The lion would not hunt the gazelle out of compassion, and in doing so would die of starvation and condemn to extinction all the predators who depend on his hunting skills for survival. We would not eat other forms of life and would probably deny ourselves the eating of an apple out of compassion for the tree. As it is, the interaction of life upon Achaea creates balance. The lion only kills when he's hungry. Only man kills for pleasure. The lion, in accordance with the immutable cosmic laws, is exercising perfect judgement. Man is not.

A predator knows that there is no life without death, and there is no death without rebirth. For those that claim goodness and those who embrace evil, continue your efforts against one another. I respectfully bow to you. For through your movements of skirmishing and warring, and any of its ensuing difficulties and choas, forces of life are at its most creative. Life is always in a perpetual process of creation. Copernicus will sit and watch, patiently, what will rise from the smouldering ashes of your actions. Know this: it will be your creation.

I chose to write this post, not as kindling to fuel the fires of debate, but as a portent of things to come in Achaea. Remember this day, remember these words, for I shall not be misquoted as most are.



Copernicus, the patient one
(modified quote from -A Kabbalah for the Modern World-)

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 250 AF.