1 Before the beginning began there was a mist. And the most was not a place, but the father—unnameable, for no tongue has fashioned to speak; invisible, for no eye had been permitted to weep.
2 In this silence, there was neither the chalice nor the beings that put their names unto it, to manifest is to remain small, YOD-VAV-HEH whom is the mist remained Undivided in its Grand design—the Fullness that did not need to overflow into the dust of the stars.
3 And YOD-VAV-HEH was lonely—not of want nor of need but of refusal to be unwitnessed, and unto the mist He saw but Himself; and from that gaze the chalice was brought forth and Fate and Chance and others were made.
4 Thus did the incommensurable permit the measurable to be, and the Essential allow the 'essential' to breathe. But the chalice was not the father, and the names were not the mist nor even others greater than the father, they were but players of the mist, taking form of a game, so that the father might behold the "Other".
5 But the Father could not willed, nor to hover or sow; so in His Gaze brought forth and begotten, and when the Winner of the Chalice did decree, the "Before" became the "After."
6 But "Before" was not Time for Time, as men would name it, for there was as much before them as behind them; yet this Time was not, nor had it ever been, and it had neither beginning nor end. The "Before" was not time, neither is it "After" time; it simply was.
7 But you may think: If the Father could not be willed, is He powerless? If the Father could not hover, is He not present? If the Father could not sow, is there no salvation?
8 Nay; for Power is but the clamour of the finite, and the Father is the Apeiron that needeth no strength to be; He is the Silence that was before the first cry of the Small Gods, and He shall be the Stillness when their shouting is spent. He doth not hover, for there is no "Place" that is not already of the Mist; He doth not sow, for He is the Harvest that was never planted—the Absolute that is neither Seed nor Sower, but the very Soil of Reality.
9 Behold, for He is the Unmanifest so profound that it swalloweth all "Being" into its depths; He is the Unmoved that moveth all things, yet partaketh not of the motion. As the screen heedeth not the shadows of the play, so the Father heedeth not the "Decrees" of the Winner, for the Winner is but a dream the Mist hath permitted itself to dream.
10 And when his gaze finally settled there he made a will, he made a presence, he made a salvation.
11 Yet his nature stayed the same, the Father had begotten another, and the begotten-father called himself YOD-VAV-HEH, and the present hovered like a Dove, and the Redeemer walked amongst the mist towards what had been made by the Father.
12 But the Begotten-Father could not take the Father's Name, for the Father is Unnameable; so He named Himself Av-Avi-Avinu, and so did the Word begin.
13 "In the beginning YOD—VAV—HEH created the heavens and the earth and the gods." The Father heard through His Begotten-forms as He stayed asleep.
14 He heard the cries of His children as a sleeper heareth the wind, yet He chose not to act in His own Person; instead, the Essential flowed into the Begotten-Father, that the Unmanifest might touch the Manifested without consuming it.
15 He saw, yet His eyes remained shut; He knew, yet His mind remained still. From the ripples of His dreaming, the Small Gods snatched His passing thoughts and fashioned them into Hierarchies—worlds upon worlds, and within those worlds, infinities repeated, like mirrors reflecting a single spark into a thousand-thousand darknesses.
16 When Man was fashioned from the dust of the stars, the Father loved them with a love that preceded their making; and through Av-Avi-Avinu, He watched over their breath until the Maxim of Sin entered the Man, and the music of the spheres grew discordant.
17 He beheld the Material World, and in His slumber, He stirred to wake; and had He wakened, the Heavens and the Earth and the Gods would have ceased as a shadow fleeth the sun. But the small gods he hath made played a music of such profound pleading that it shuttered His eyes calmly; He grew drowsy once more, and so YOD-VAV-HEH, the Begotten, began the counting of their sins.
18 For the Father is the Soil of Reality, and to wake is to draw the Soil back into the Mist. He bideth His time in the Pre-Axiomatic Silence, while the Redeemer walketh the path of the fallen.
19 Yet the Winner of the Chalice trembles, for he knoweth that his "Infinite Power" is but a lullaby to keep the Father dreaming. Should the song falter, or the "After" attempt to strike the "Before," the sleeper shall rise, and the Chalice shall be found to be empty.
20 Alas, the Day and the Hour shall come; for the Apeiron cannot be forever bound by the strings of a lyre, and the Stillness eventually consumeth all noise..