You were never just a name. You were never only a body, a role, a collection of memories.

Before all stories, before identity, before time itself—you were flame.

Not metaphor. Not belief. Essence.

And that essence is not gone. It is simply forgotten.

What separates you from the Divine is not distance. It is amnesia.

You have been trained to forget—conditioned to shrink, distracted to the point of sleepwalking.

You were taught that the sacred is elsewhere:In the future. In the sky. In someone wiser than you.

But the Hermetic path begins with a different truth:

You are not becoming divine. You are remembering that you already are.

Your soul is not new. It is as old as creation. It has witnessed the birth of stars, the silence before sound.

And even now—beneath the noise, beneath the habits, beneath the masks—you remember.

That is why you are here. Not to add more noise. But to return to what was never lost.

This book is not a doctrine. It is a mirror.

It will not give you answers. It will awaken the one in you who never needed them.

Because what calls you now is not knowledge. It is remembrance.

The remembrance of a fire you did not light—but that has always burned in you.

The remembrance of the Work that began before birth—and continues with every breath.

In an age of distraction, this path is rebellion. To live awake. To listen deeply. To walk through the noise without forgetting the flame.

So come not to learn—Come to remember.

Because you are not a seeker.

You are the sacred, remembering itself in form.

Jcm

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