Trimorphic Protennoia · Chapter 1

The Discourse of Protennoia (the Father)

John D. Turner (composite, abridged) · Public domain / scholarly composite. Reproduced for educational and religious commentary.

1I am Protennoia, the Thought that dwells in the Light. I am the movement that dwells in the All, she in whom the All takes its stand, the firstborn among those who came to be, she who exists before the All. She is called by three names, although she dwells alone, since she is perfect.

2I am invisible within the Thought of the Invisible One. I am revealed in the immeasurable, ineffable things. I am intangible, dwelling in the intangible. I move in every creature.

3I am the life of my Epinoia that dwells within every Power and every eternal movement, and in invisible Lights, and within the Archons and Angels and Demons, and every soul dwelling in Tartaros, and every material soul. I dwell in those who came to be. I move in everyone, and I delve into them all. I walk uprightly, and those who are asleep, I awaken.

4And I am the sight of those who dwell in sleep. I am the Invisible One within the All. It is I who counsel those who are hidden, since I know the All that exists in it. I am numberless beyond everyone. I am immeasurable, ineffable, yet whenever I wish, I shall reveal myself of my own accord.

5I am the head of the All; I exist before the All, and I am the All, since I exist in everyone. I am a Voice speaking softly. I exist from the first.

6I dwell in the Silence that surrounds every one of them. And it is the hidden Voice that dwells within me, within the inconceivable, immeasurable Thought, within the immeasurable Silence. I descended to the midst of the underworld, and I shone down upon the darkness. It is I who poured forth the water. It is I who am hidden within radiant waters. I am the one who gradually put forth the All by my Thought. It is I who am laden with the Voice. It is through me that gnosis comes forth.

7I dwell in the ineffable and unknowable ones. I am perception and knowledge, uttering a Voice by means of Thought. I am the real Voice. I cry out in everyone, and they recognize it, since a seed indwells them. I am the Thought of the Father, and through me proceeded the Voice, that is, the knowledge of the everlasting things. I exist as Thought for the All — being joined to the unknowable and incomprehensible Thought — I revealed myself, yes, I, in all those who recognize me.