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wayfarers_lodge) wrote2011-10-04 03:04 am
wayfarers_lodge) wrote2011-10-04 03:04 am
{Alexandra} No solace for a heretic
I am not afraid.
I am not ashamed.
But I am alone.
The Inquisitor says that he has faith that I will learn the truth, but I cannot unlearn the truth before my eyes. The Haruspex says that it is a path with no forgiveness, and that I should turn back, but I cannot, I will not be shamed into docility, into one path or another. I will not hide my faith any longer, no matter the consequences.
I cannot share my truth with others, lest it spread like the plague that it is.
They ask me what proof I have, how I can believe two contradictory things. I asked for miracles. Mother Artemis brought me my soul mate. God Almighty saved my lord from his certain self destruction. I believe that we must take joy in our damnation, that what we create is the work and will of God. I believe that tribulation brings enlightenment, that there is no truer faith than that which has been tested, and that none may gainsay the Hierophant or the Bishop in their own dioscece or temple, by the words of the Gods.
I cannot seek solace, for there is none for me.
I am not as bad as a Livian, but I certainly look like one. They have happily destroyed those who believe in a way that looks like mine. It is dangerous and blasphemous, a sin in both holy books, but it is not wrong for me, it is my truth, and they cannot, will not take it away from me. I will not bend before the lash of the Inquisitor, or the shears of the Crone. In this, I shall remain Unconquered.
I cannot ask for teaching, for if there were any to teach me, they would be as wrong as I.
I have signed my own death warrant by telling them, but I refuse to hide my belief anymore. I did so for a hundred years, for fear that I would die, but I am ready to die for what I believe, and I would choke to death on the lies that I would present to the houses of the Gods that I love. I've done it before. I will not do it again.
I cannot hide anymore, for my own lips, own heart would betray me.
I am not afraid
I am not ashamed
But I am alone.
May God and the Holy Mother have mercy on me.
I am not ashamed.
But I am alone.
The Inquisitor says that he has faith that I will learn the truth, but I cannot unlearn the truth before my eyes. The Haruspex says that it is a path with no forgiveness, and that I should turn back, but I cannot, I will not be shamed into docility, into one path or another. I will not hide my faith any longer, no matter the consequences.
I cannot share my truth with others, lest it spread like the plague that it is.
They ask me what proof I have, how I can believe two contradictory things. I asked for miracles. Mother Artemis brought me my soul mate. God Almighty saved my lord from his certain self destruction. I believe that we must take joy in our damnation, that what we create is the work and will of God. I believe that tribulation brings enlightenment, that there is no truer faith than that which has been tested, and that none may gainsay the Hierophant or the Bishop in their own dioscece or temple, by the words of the Gods.
I cannot seek solace, for there is none for me.
I am not as bad as a Livian, but I certainly look like one. They have happily destroyed those who believe in a way that looks like mine. It is dangerous and blasphemous, a sin in both holy books, but it is not wrong for me, it is my truth, and they cannot, will not take it away from me. I will not bend before the lash of the Inquisitor, or the shears of the Crone. In this, I shall remain Unconquered.
I cannot ask for teaching, for if there were any to teach me, they would be as wrong as I.
I have signed my own death warrant by telling them, but I refuse to hide my belief anymore. I did so for a hundred years, for fear that I would die, but I am ready to die for what I believe, and I would choke to death on the lies that I would present to the houses of the Gods that I love. I've done it before. I will not do it again.
I cannot hide anymore, for my own lips, own heart would betray me.
I am not afraid
I am not ashamed
But I am alone.
May God and the Holy Mother have mercy on me.