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Apotheosis Sermons

Two sermons regarding Apotheosis, both following the different conceptions for Neo and Proto Sarkites.

Apotheosis (Neo)

We are not bound by the form we were born in. We are not slaves to death, to rot, to stillness. We are the shepherds of flesh. Sculptors of the self, devourers of limits.

Apotheosis is not given — It is taken, earned through growth, pain, purpose, and consumption.

Each scar is sacred. Each mutation, a blessing. Each theophagy, a step closer to godhood.

The world fears change. Let it cower. We will not fear, we will become.

Not in death, Not in prayer, Not in devotion — But instead out of will, the will to take.

In flesh, we rise. In unity, we ascend. In will, we become divine.

Lihallisesti me nousemme. Ykseydessä me nousemme. Tahdossa meistä tulee jumalallisia.

Vita Aeternum. Godhood awaits.

Written by: Korkea Shamaani, Magictoilet1

Apotheosis (Proto)

Brothers, Sisters, and visitors, let us sit today and talk of becoming — specifically the becoming of a god, the reaching of Ikuun, Apotheosis.

Before our Ozirmok, or the Klavigars, or what we are today, we were simple, unawakened — flesh and bone. We wandered, aimlessly, searching for purpose — anything to find on this planet — but we had no idea of the truth.

Until the Sorcerer-King freed our minds, unleashed our cages, and showed us what was possible within us all. We could all ascend, become greater, stronger, powerful, and much more. We could all become gods.

But we needed to follow him — the true Ozirmok, the only Ozirmok.

And now we stand here, underneath his gaze, on the strenuous path of Apotheosis — but in the end, it shall all be worth it.

For today, we take another step in the Grand Karcist’s red, rampant, fleshy path laid out for us — Guided by the Lord of Mysteries' truth (Nadox), created and unionized by our Mother of the Hive (Lovataar).

We pray, for this is just another step in our becoming, our transformation, our shepherding — into something greater.

Written by: Korkea Shamaani, Kenan (Tommyhalm)