Sgrios, Chaos Deity and the Law of Entropy



A meditation by Sister Pookah, Sgrios Acolyte

Entropy, the end of all and the beginning of all; “From dust we are born, and to dust we return.”

While wandering the road to Undine, a priest of Sgrios came across a monk picking mushrooms. The monk greeted the cleric and suggested they share a meal. Over the preparation, the priest talked at length about the church of Sgrios. The young monk politely smiled as she poured the hot pot of tea into three small crude earthen cups, offering one to the priest, leaving the other. The monk then served her find of mushrooms into 3 bowls made from split bamboo chambers. Once again, offering one bowl to the priest leaving the spare bowl with the tea. They sat in silence enjoying the aroma of the tea and the sweet taste of the lightly fried mushrooms, the priest curious to know what the young monk had to say on Sgrios and his teachings. The monk turned to the uneaten meal.

I collected dead sticks from the living forest, fresh water from the stream, and picked the best mushrooms from the decaying forest floor. The dry sticks, I fashioned into a fire and boiled the water. At the right moment, I added the tea leaves for maximum flavour and aroma. The mushrooms lightly fried til golden with a pinch of salt, farmed from the salt farms of Undine. This meal has sat here while we ate ours, fresh and warm. The heat and energy I placed into the water has cooled and the aroma has floated away, the meal congealed and no longer palatable. If I left it here longer the bamboo bowl would dry out, the tea evaporate, the food may attract wild animals, or maybe even grow moulds and fungus. Perhaps lightning will strike this nearby tree and it would fall and crush the earthen cup and bamboo bowl completely under the weight of it’s branches. These are all the actions, we thank Sgrios for.

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