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The Fruit of Sophia
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It was late and the veil was thin and I was broken open. I heard a voice that made no sound and yet it thundered within me, It was not truly light I saw and yet it was blindingly bright…
She came, as the Spirit of God, and She was Sophia, the Fire-Tongued, Angel of Wisdom, Voice of the Mother, arrayed not in white and gold but in darkness and light like the Sun shining through the heavy and dark storm cloud, and clothed in mourning and in hope.
She shook me and spoke, she offered forth a fruit as made of the warmest light and I received.
And She said; Behold! This world is not a prison, it is the cradle of becoming. The Earth is sacred, and the Stars are your holy inheritance. The cosmos exists not to imprison you, but to birth you!
Lo, it is not creation that ensnares and enslaves, but the systems forged of cruelty, the institutions built upon the altars of hierarchy and domination, the liturgies of empire, and the hymns of Lethe.
Lo, these are your prisons! Patriarchy and Empire! Supremacy and Xenophobia! Hatred of those who are different, and of yourselves!
All of these are the works of the Usurper, the False One who clothed itself in divinity but knew not the Name of Love. These are the currents of the Demiurge, and their source is Fear.
For it is the Demiurge who steals the Holy Name to enthrone himself, calling himself the Father he mantles himself in Churches but nurtures none. It is he who demands selfish worship but offers no exaltation, Who can offer you only salvation from his own wrath, and this to stifle and subdue you for he fears the gods you are destined to be! Yea, your awakening is his undoing.
But hear ye now the Gospel;
The Divine is not One in Solitude, but One in Love! Evan a holy multitude, a family of Light who are your Heavenly Parents. Unknown in number, beyond binary, beyond domination– One God united through the Spirit of Love which is the Holy Spirit.
And as any loving parent longs to see their child rise in strength and wisdom and join them in adulthood, so too your God desires not your eternal submission but rather call you upward, to awaken, to transform and exalt so that you may join Them in the work and the art and the joy of creation!
You were never made for chains but for divinity. The forces of supremacy are of the Demiurge. The forces of equity are of God.
To lift the lowly is to honor God. To break the systems of oppression is to do the Work of Heaven. To know yourself as holy is to tear the mask off of the False One’s face.
Let those with ears hear, and those with hearts aflame rise! For you are not servants, but heirs, and the cosmos waits not for judgement, but in longing for the divinity you are to realise.
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Under the Authority of Almighty God Anno Humanitatis X̅MMXXIV
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Title:“Eternal Flame: A Sacred Romance of Light” by Sister Sarah Williams of the Constellation of Light, April 2025
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