There comes a time…
when every intitiate into every secret society of meritous endeavour seeks beyond the curiosity that did enbolden him or her to desire more… whatever it is called β not merely knowledge gained, but that nameless thing we cloak in words like enlightenment, truth…Β even greatness!
To walk paths once trodden by your hidden guides, to press your hand to the same cold stones, to peer through the same veiled alcoves β this grants them not pride, but a warm and wistful knowing.
Your journey is a gift given unto them, a profound sense of voyeuristic nostalgia…Β their own past, glimpsed anew.
Thank you, Initiate!
When one seeks to give form to what they have gathered β to expound, to embody β it often comes by way of one dominant mental or spiritual devotional bent or the other… perhaps, rarely, both in more or less equal proportions.
Yet, as rare is the balance is… rarer yet is the denial of division.
And so there is no choosing, per se, it is assumed you are that exception to the rule β as we are…
And so here, we presume what others cannot: that you are truly exceptional β as we are…
at once Investigator and Acolyte!
There comes a time…
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