Brinn,
You claim that "Chaos will destroy the world as we mortals know it", and
you are completely correct. But the problem is that destruction implies
an end. Destruction is also a beginning. When a god in a fit of rage
decides to kick a mountain range, it is the destruction of the
mountains. But is it not the creation of a lush fertile valley? If a day
arises when Caspain's oceans flood over the highest mountain top, it is
the end of our civilization and our lands. But could it not be the
beginning of a golden age for the merfolk society?

Chaos is change. Change is the destruction of that which is old and the
creation of that which is new. When your beloved Lorielen layed siege
upon Creation with Her crystal beings and Her ally's Chaos minions, the
Unnamable was able to enter this realm, and when it destroyed Maya's
innocence, a new race was created. This race many contend has been the
greatest, most successful race in Sapience; such was the creation that
was born from this "destruction". That is change, and that is Chaos. To
say that Chaos will destroy Sapience is true, but false. One must
qualify it as also bringing in something new.

To further the debate, I contend that change now is the natural order of
Creation. Had it been against the will of the Logos, the human race
spawn of Chaos would have been uncreated. If Chaos is against the will
of the Logos and yet He lets it exist, and even has allowed two deities
to patron it, one of which He explicitly created for the task, then
either Chaos is now the natural order of things or the Logos is
imperfect and must submit to the will of a greater power that pervents
His will from being. I tend to doubt the latter. Perhaps Chaos was not
the natural order of things at one time, but as is the nature of change
that has ceased to be, and since Chaos is change, then perhaps this
change in Sapience was an indication that change, and Chaos, are to be a
natural aspect of reality. May we be Enlightened and harken this truth,
or may we be unenlightened and declare the Logos imperfect in His
inability to make things how He intends them to be.

(On a random note, has anyone ever thought about if perhaps the
influence Sapience has leaked into the Chaos world as Chaos has leaked
into here, and if so, what effect it would have upon the Chaor world?
Just something that occured to me as I write this. Could be an
interesting topic to explore...)

I will now end this with some preview excerpts from my latest
(unpublished) essay that should be finished the publication beauracracy
soon.

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The Chaotu is the only perfection of our world. It is nothing and all
things. It is exemplified with a duality, called the Chi and the Chen.
They represent light and dark, active and passive, male and female, good
and evil, up and down, Infernal and Paladin, Aegis and Oneiros. Without
the Chi, the Chen has no meaning; without the Chen, the Chi has no
meaning. Thus the Chaotu is the Chi and the Chen, and thus the Chaotu is
perfection.

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Change is the prime truth of existence. Thus it is the prime truth of
the Chaotu. An apprentice would say that if chaos is change then the
Chaotu must be chaos in its purest form. But if the Chaotu is always
chaos in its purest form and is never anything else then it ceases to
change from its chaos form. Thus it would cease to be change. It is like
the Chi without the Chen, a concept without meaning. This is not the
Chaotu. To the Master it is clear that the Chaotu is both chaos and
order.

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An ignorant man fears change, for he fears what he does not know nor
understand. Thus he greets the Chaotu with scorn and contempt, and he
seeks to slay the Enlightened.

An apprentice admires change, for he sees the new opportunities and
discoveries that lie beneath its surface. Thus he greets the Chaotu with
wonder and admiration.

A master of the Chaotu notices not when change comes to pass, for he has
realized that change is the natural order of the universe. Thus he does
not greet the Chaotu, for he knows the Chaotu has never left him.

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The Chaotu is all paths. It is as infinite as Vastar's sky, traveling
down the uncountable paths of existence like a summer breeze flowing
through every crack and crevice it touches, twisting back upon itself in
invisible eddies. To live one's life by taking just one path is truly
the imperfect life, for it is not the Chaotu. One must live all paths.
One must accept change as it comes, never holding on to a past reality
as if it is the only way of existence for all eternity. Then, and only
then, will one be ready to achieve Enlightenment.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lupar, in the year 307 AF.