In the beginning there was what mortal lips call The Great Void or The Father’s Abyss.

  In the void all matter of energy existed. Some even claim that this Abyss was the beginning and will be the end of ALL things.

  And this Void was dead and without consciousness for time immemorial until The Father, Yhoun, became.

  For eons, Yhoun, The Father, The First, He of the Void and First to truly live; Yhoun the Abyssal Pater was utterly and truly alone.

  At first the Father did not mind. He had only just begun; he did not know that to be alone was to be bereft of love and light. But years uncountable passed and the father grew in discomfort and soon despair followed.

  This Void, His Void lacked. And he tired of this lack. He tired of despair.

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  He hoped. He wanted. He desired.

  And from these mighty emotions, as all emotions of the Father lack enervation; came our Mother.

  Lhourn.

  The Mother. The Giver. The Keeper.

  She Who Loves Unconditionally.

  Our Mother who is now Hidden.

  The Mother and The Father are the 1st Gods. Lo’… the greatest!

  From their purest loins they birthed all of the other Gods.

  When we praise The Mother and The Father, we give praise to their children.

  When we invoke their names, we call upon the mightiest of blessings.

  In them, we have strength.

  In them we seek truth.

  Through their offspring we seek lesser gifts. Lower blessings. Pieces of the original source.

  Through the 1st, we know no fear.

  And today, we give thanks to the first Mother and Father… and to our mortal mother and fathers.

  To venerate our forebears is to venerate the holiest of Truths.

  In sooth, one may never give enough praise but today we bow our heads, open our hands and hearts, clear our very souls to the Aether of the Void; in oneness we give our all.

  Praise the Father in his omniscience.

  Hail the Mother, though hidden, who is in all of us.

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