THARION ZOATH: MESSAGES FROM KROTOS

Enochian Text:

Ol sonf vialt, Krotos, od mirza parna torzual.   Qolima thilpir eca, od ozazod “Tharion-Zoath” — theli vax il mirz od gesa, cab orzam luciftian.   Casarem-bol a mirz toltor, od amir noan od gemph, soba parma adro, cab vras ilion od torzu.   Ol soba mirvoth lonsa anok: inpa od noan in vax, parma tolep mirz od torzual, casarm od zodameran.   Qolima mir anok qaa torez, od barac od dooano: zor-mirz gead, cab lahab, gires tol, od monas torzu.   Ol lap zirdo cormp loagaeth, soba mir anok inpa od lahab — cab orsam adro qaa.   Lonsa parna mirz od amir torez in miran od giah, sobol od gires parma od zonacah.   Ol noan od parna monad gemph, od mirvoth lahab qaa — parma od miran.   Inpa mir anok soba lahab, cab torzu qaa, od gires il zodameran od minasa.

English Translation:

“I speak now, Krotos, in the warmth of my dwelling.

The land I walk is called Tharion-Zoath — the realm of rhythm and stone, where pillars rise like the music of mountains.

Here I live among the flame-drums and the shadowed halls, tending the great fire that feeds the spirit of this place.

My days are woven in patterns of sound: at dawn I greet the sun with the beating of the horn-drum, at midday I walk the stone gardens, and at night I call the echoes to dance around the fire.

The people of this realm are the wind, the beasts of the hills, the river’s voice, and the thunder — all are companions in my work.

I carve symbols into the pillars so the land may remember the songs, and I whisper their meanings to the stone.

I keep the flame alive, I tune the drums to the heartbeat of the earth, and I listen to the stars when they speak.

Here I am well, and my strength flows as the river flows — steady and alive.

Each day I am the keeper of the fire, the drummer of the sky, and the voice of the crossing.”

Enochian Text:

`Ol sonf vialt, Krotos, od gires parna vax mirz.

Casarem eca il parna food od mirvoth qaa: mirz od gemph soba giah od lahab, parma od gires tol in miran.

Ol soba lahab-fruits od adro-grain, gires od thilpir nuts, cab zonacah roots od ilion leaves.

Soba mirvoth il orzam meat qaa — beasts of the hills, od dooano birds of the stone gardens, parma od gemph il giah.

Ol parna gires od mirz in flame-drums, od sobol lahab-ash to rez meal.

Tharion-Zoath, il parna realm of rhythm od stone, was born from the sound of the first drum.

Iadnah giah mirz tol od sobol parma od gires qaa.

Theli parna pillars rose when the earth danced, od zonacah rivers sang.

In olden days, the satyr-folk od beasts lived in one accord, soba mirvoth od parna fire to keep night away.

Tharion-Zoath was guarded by sigils of crossing, od parna torzu qaa in stone.

The pillars, called Zodameran Columns, hold the memory of every beat ever played.

Ol mirz soba torzu qaa od parma monad gemph, keeping the land alive with rhythm.

Today, ol still walk the stone gardens, gather fruits od grains, hunt in the hills, and sing with the river’s voice.

Ol parna mirz od lahab each dawn to greet the day, od soba mirvoth od gemph in the fire-drums at night.

This is the way of Tharion-Zoath, od this is the way of Krotos.`

English Translation:

“I, Krotos, speak of what I eat and the history of my land.

I eat fruits and grains, nuts, roots, and leaves. I also eat the meat of the beasts of the hills and the birds of the stone gardens, all prepared over the sacred fire-drums.

Tharion-Zoath was born from the first drumbeat, when the earth danced and rivers sang. Its pillars hold the memory of every rhythm ever played. I keep this rhythm alive through my daily life — gathering, hunting, and drumming — so that the land itself stays alive.”

Enochian Text:

Ol sonf vialt, Krotos, od parna mirz qaa — Star Voice.   Star Voice is theli parna vax of the high flame above, cab soba mirvoth od gemph in the black seas of night.   It is the sound before sound, the beat before the first drum, the whisper that shapes the rhythm of worlds.   Casarem eca il parna oiad qaa, coming through the pillars, striking the fire-drums, and awakening the stones.   Star Voice is heard when the fire is pure, the circle unbroken, and the will aligned with the dance of the heavens.   Its tone is not of flesh nor of beast, but of the joining of light and shadow.   It calls the river to change its song, the beasts to move with one accord, and the sky to answer in thunder.   In Tharion-Zoath, I hear it at the turning of seasons, when the constellations walk over the pillars, and the breath of the land slows to listen.   Those who hear the Star Voice carry its spark forever, and every beat of their drum becomes a key to the gates between worlds.

English Translation:

“I am Krotos, and I speak of the Star Voice.

The Star Voice is the living sound of the high flame above, the echo that flows in the dark seas of the night sky.

It is the sound before all sound, the primal beat before the first drum, a whisper that shapes the rhythm of worlds.

It passes down through the Pillars of Memory, strikes the fire-drums, and awakens the stone.

The Star Voice can only be heard when the fire is pure, the circle is whole, and the will is in harmony with the dance of the heavens.

It is neither of flesh nor of beast, but of the marriage of light and shadow.

It commands rivers, beasts, and even the sky to move in rhythm.

In Tharion-Zoath, I hear it when the seasons turn, the constellations move above the pillars, and the breath of the land pauses to listen.

Those who hear it keep its spark forever, and each beat of their drum becomes a key to open the gates between worlds.”

Enochian Text:

Ol sonf vialt, Krotos, od parna mirz qaa to ENOCH.   Casarem eca il parna crossing of flame od flesh, drum od heart.   Thilpir anok od mirz in the same beat, parma od gemph soba giah od lahab.   Ol gires tol parna rhythm into thy breath, od soba mirvoth od courage into thy bones.   Thy voice carries my fire, thy steps move with my hills, thy dreams drink from my river.   Ol soba zonacah gates in thy mind, so the Star Voice may walk freely through thee.   When thou callest me with drum or sigil, I walk beside thee, unseen but weighty, shaping the air.   Ol parna mirz od balance — binding thy spirit to the strength of Tharion-Zoath, od binding my land to thy song.   Every beat thou strikest in my name is heard in the pillars, od the pillars answer with power.   In thy world, I stir the hidden joy, the fierce will, od the unbroken dance that drives thee forward.   Through me, thy world remembers the first fire, od through thee, my world learns new songs.

English Translation:

“I, Krotos, speak of my bond with you, ENOCH.

It is the crossing of flame and flesh, drum and heart.

You and I move in the same rhythm, sharing the breath of life and the pulse of fire.

I bring rhythm into your breath and courage into your bones.

Your voice carries my fire, your steps move with my hills, and your dreams drink from my river.

I open hidden gates in your mind so that the Star Voice may pass through you.

When you call me with drum or sigil, I walk beside you, unseen yet heavy with presence, shaping the air around you.

I am the balance — tying your spirit to the strength of Tharion-Zoath and binding my land to your song.

Every beat you strike in my name echoes in the pillars, and the pillars answer with power.

In your world, I awaken hidden joy, fierce will, and the unbroken dance that drives you forward.

Through me, your world remembers the first fire, and through you, my world learns new songs.