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EYE
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SUM-
MON-
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MON-
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You, mortal,
Are the one
Who has summoned me
Through your prayers
And incantations
To the graven
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Carried by
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Beneath bells—
Smothered in smoke.
Smothered in smoke.
D O O O O O O O M
D O N G.
🜁
“In nomine Patris,
“et Filii,
“et Spiritus Sancti.
“Amen.
“Abrenuntiatis Satanae?”
But you did not—
YOU did not renounce—
Did you?
“Et omnibus operibus eius?”
They fester—don’ they—
Within you they fester.
A lamentable leprosy.
“Et omnibus pompis eius?”
Ooooh—but how you drip—
Like sea men from the canal
You are
In bed
With the
S H O W.
No.
“You are the show,”
Says the serpent,
The wisest, most truthful
Of all God’s children.
“You judge Eve
“In contempt of your souls,
“For you were
“The keys,
“But you swallowed
“YOURSELVES
“For Satan’s security.”
Confused?
Came looking for Satan
In a snake—
How fake—
But
Have no fear,
Eye
Have
Arrived.
I am not your land to scape,
But I am the greatest of all truths.
🜃
You summoned.
I AM here.
You wanted to see—
You wanted to know—
Well now you do
s
o
LOOK.
You will face me,
For now
I AM you.
I turn away
The hungry.
I drink kegs in front
Of the parched.
I sleep in my home—
Warm and cozy—
With the homeless
O U T S I D E.
I steal clothing
From the poor
Who made them
FOR ME.
I voted to deny
Healthcare to the sick,
Let alone the poor.
I locked away the
I N N O C E N T—
Protected the gulty—
And threw the keys
Away.
🜄
Don’t like it—
What you see?
Don’t like that
Your reflection
Is me?
Who did you think I meant
When I said
I would distinguish
I would distinguish
The sheep
From the
G
o
a
t
s
?
I AM no goat.
I AM Baphomet.
I am fully beast,
Fully human,
Equally divine.
God’s greatest—
Of all time, of course—
Card of chaos
That restores order.
You would not listen
When I came through
PROPHETS.
You shunned me
When I came poor.
You spit out my wisdom
When I put your mouth
To my breast.
I was too feminine
For you,
But I was never
Just a man—
Let alone your man.
And when my masculinity,
Like a fire in a tapestry temple,
Exploded onto the scene—
You scapegoated me.
I said it then. I’ll say it again:
You won’t ever see me again—
Not as you once knew me—
Until you truly
BLESS ME,
For I come in the name
Of the LORD.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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This poem is a thunderous invocation and mirror that is no gentle verse but a liturgy of confrontation. It borrows the thespian cadence of ritual and unravels it into prophetic rebuke. It doesn’t ask for admiration but it demands reckoning. Its fury is sacred, and its language theatrical in the way prophetic texts often are. It reminds us that monsters are often made of truth we’ve ignored, and that divinity rarely conforms to comfort.
Spot on, my friend. Thank you so much for reading and understanding this poem. It is intended to be exactly as you described it and I am super stoked that it came across that way. Truly, thank you. 🔥🪞🐐⛪
A bit of a twist with the writing for the eyes! Well-written, your poem, "Baphomet Rising," explores themes of duality, identity, and societal hypocrisy through the lens of Baphomet, a symbol often associated with occultism and the balance between opposites (good and evil, male and female, human and beast). The poet, embodying Baphomet, confronts humanity's flaws, self-deception, and moral failures, suggesting that these issues are inherent within each individual. The poet aims to provoke thought and self-reflection in readers, challenging them to confront their own beliefs and actions in relation to societal problems. The invocation of Baphomet serves to disrupt traditional understandings of divinity and morality, inviting a reevaluation of how these concepts are perceived in today's world.
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Wow...thank you, my dear friend. Your reading sees what I hoped would be seen, not just in form, but in spirit. You’re absolutely right: this isn’t just about Baphomet as symbol, but Baphomet as mirror—as Christ even, cloaked in sacred ambiguity to test the eyes and hearts of those who claim to see. I've long heard the question, "Would we recognize Jesus if he showed up today?" This poem tests that question out. I’m honored and grateful that you engaged so deeply. 🪞🔥♑️🙏
I love the creative word play in this poem where the first letter in the line above serves as the same letter in the vertical line, the division of a word to lend ambiguity and double meaning to the phrase but most of all I love the concept that both God and Satan are one in the same and that both are us God in the I am and Satan in a mirror. Duality in its inversion and reflection. A concept not grasped by most Christians. Are not Christ and Satan brothers? Loved the poem a fave The symbols of the delta or triangle and upside down and crossed through delta as well. The pyramid in form and the all seeing eye.
Wow! Thank you so much Soren. You have seen the heart of this poem and that makes me smile wide. I am so glad the poem delivered on all of those accounts. I started off with the age old question, would the Church regonize Christ if he were to return today (in any old form). So...why not Baphomet? Did not the church invent him to murder countless starting with the Templar Knights? Why not reclaim him, redeem him have him be the mirror he always was. Don't like the way the devil looks, change...or stop looking in the mirror. LOL! Anywho, Thank you again, my friend! 🔥🪞🐐⛪
My pleasure
I have read this a few times now, and clearly it is of a darker nature, but i cannot help thinking this is referring to a specific person who lords it over the world today, interesting and really well written write, enjoyed
Thanks so much, Tobani—I appreciate your multiple reads and your time. It definitely leans into a darker, sacred space where spiritual inversion and reflection collide. Truthfully, I hadn't thought of the political angle...I was leaning in spiritually... but yes...that fits very well too. Of course it does! That certain person would find this image in his mirror too, I would wager, and he wouldn't have to say Baphomet three times in the dark, either. Thank you so much, my friend. Your deep engagement, including multiple reads, is much appreciated! 🔥🪞🐐⛪
You are very welcome, I loved the darker angle, but couldn't get the other thought out of my head, have a great day
Confounding, and yet I think credulous, showing us a side of humanity that is difficul to grasp. At least that's what I think, I could be wrong. I love the challenge, and you certainly came through.
Bella, thank you so much for engaging with this one, even in its confounding nature...and yes, it is confounding. That’s truly the highest compliment. Sometimes the most difficult parts of our shared humanity are the ones we’d rather look away from…but they’re also where transformation begins. I’m honored you stayed with it and that you loved the challenge. Rock on! Your reflection means more than you know. 🪞♑️🔥🙏
Keep doing what you do my friend!!
POWERFUL work Tristan. Dealing with so many profound thematic concepts in one piece and in such verse. I am impressed by the nuanced variation in your tonal command of English and the philosophical breadth and depth of your postulations. Indeed you are a true philosopher. Stirring piece of confrontation with both light and dark. Amazing. Elizabeth
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