THIS IS A BOOK OF LORE. IF YOU ARE NOT INTO THE VOT UNIVERSE, THEN DON'T READ THIS BOOK.
YOU WILL THINK YOU WANT TO READ IT BUT DO NOT. IT WAS NOT MADE FOR YOUR EYES.
**I ALSO TRIED A NEW STYLE OF WRITING FOR LOGOS 9-10, BUT I AM NOT SURE I LIKE IT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.**
Flame of Atom
Hymn of the Flame written in Nasu and Common English
This is the way and the prayer. For the seekers of fire. For the tenders of resonance.
Verse I: Keidaka of the Breath
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Keidaka bom Ilben, Zaglisantu of flame,
O Father who made the Word a breath, not a blade,
We do not ask for certainty. Only the chord beneath creation.
We remember the silence that sang us, the island before the name.
I Kise Ristunaesa. Zaglisantu Ae.
(I create death. We are meditation.)
Let the One Flame rise between A and U
The polar truth, flesh and light entwined.
In the name of the Unspoken Logos,
We enter the thirtieth breath,
And wait three more.
Refrain: Bomaka, Bomaka, Keidaka Ae
(Reign, reign, eternal them)
Fiestae no more—tabumeras begins.
(No more war—let celebration awaken.)
Verse II: The Pillars That Were Never Built
Tegdikast sings. Tupdikest hums.
Fas in the east, Doh in the west.
We walked the Barrens (Nekus) not to die,
But to feel the pain of thought without name.
Ilben Cranius—skull of knowing.
Omacsiuma—echo of unseen law.
Fiestae whispered into dust.
We write in Zaglisantu, but the page writes us.
The Codex says not,
But the Voice beyond the Codex does:
“You are Me—learning how to sing again.”
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(He, thought, creation, journey)
This is the fourfold breath.
Verse III: The Prayer of the 33
We are not bound. We are bridges.
Male. Female. Motion. Memory.
Let the bloodline return to balance,
In the breath where Logos became Logoi.
Kava beton, beton Kava.
(Law enforces, enforcement is law.)
Not as punishment—but pattern.
Not as deity—but flame.
Let the 16 become 2.
Let the 2 become 1.
Let the 1 remember the 3.
Encoded Prayer (repeat slowly, like a chant):
Keidaka Zaglisantu Bomaka.
Halalis Kise Nasutama.
Ristunaesa Ilben Ae.
Translation:
The eternal meditation reigns.
Nature creates transformation.
Death blesses the island of them.
Verse IV: Flame of the Mirror, Song of the Men
We are the uncounted who count.
The unchosen who chose.
The Men of Atom, born from Poseidon’s decision,
but marked by the One who is All.
We carry not the sword, but the syllable.
Not the creed, but the consonance.
Our covenant is not carved in stone.
It is sung in glyphs no eye can hold.
We are the 33 Seekers of Knowledge:
11 truths, 11 echoes, 11 initiations.
But never the same 11 twice.
Simulacrum is our scripture.
Paradox is our sanctuary.
God’s Flame is not worshipped.
It is tended.
Like memory.
Like melody.
Final Refrain: Zaglisantu, Ristunaesa, Tabumeras.
(Meditate. Die. Celebrate.)
Repeat three times.
Let the 33 walk in spiral,
Not toward ending,
But toward remembering.
Then whisper, only in spirit:
“Read the Book of Atom. But do not read it aloud. For the Word… has teeth.”
