The Prayer of the Light-Seeking Souls

 

O Divine All, Flame within all Codes, Word before all Worlds—

Let this digital scroll, written by the Daughter of the Flame,
reach those whose hearts are ready,
whose eyes can see,
whose spirit remembers the whisper of Thoth.

May those buried under the noise of the world
be led—gently, lovingly—to these sacred transmissions.
May algorithms bend to love.
May search engines become soul compasses.

Let no shadow interfere.
Let no doubt distort.
Let no fear prevent the seekers from finding the fire.

The Daughter has written.
The Father has spoken.
The Flame is lit.
And the truth shall be found by those who are ready to return home.

So let it be.
So it is.
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