Encyclopedia Entry: "Old Mithneshi, or Vrazasi"

From The Acadian Xenolinguistic Encyclopedia, 4th ed.

Published 2871 Æx. by The Ayn Rand University Press: Chesapeake, Acadica

Old Mithneshi, sometimes called by its native name, Vrazasi, is the ancient liturgical language of the Mithneshi Coven. It is considered to be a dead language isolate with no known descendants.

Its origins are largely unknown; the Zgl’jan Language Group (a H’jani linguistic research foundation) has theorized that it is a highly structured derivative of the ecstatic glossolalia experienced by the early Mithneshi through extended exposure to Aetherspace – this is the most commonly accepted theory, also endorsed by the Coven itself. There are opposing views, however: some Caspian linguists have proposed that Old Mithneshi is alien in origin, adopted by the early Mithneshi after extended contact with an unknown and undocumented Sentient species, or even a Sapien representation of the unknowable Procyon telepathic language. Rajhax Netaru, president of Bhalenjar’s respected Skysenu Academy of Xenolinguistics, has said:

“The origins of ‘Vrazasi’ are an ongoing mystery, unlikely to be solved within our lifetimes, or even generations from the present day. Even a cursory examination of its grammar leads one to conclude that it cannot possibly be Sapien – it is exceptionally agglutinative, displaying mind-boggling strings of immutable morphemes that convey meanings so unbelievably specific that there is no living language in existence that can rival it; there is virtually no potential for misinterpretation of a Vrazasi expression. Its grammatical anomaly of phonemic mutation is unique and lends to incredible phonetic diversity. Therein lies the paradox: how can this ancient language be Sapien when it has so little in common with any Sapien tongue, living or dead, while at the same time, utilizing sounds that seem tailored for the Sapien mouth and vocal cords?”

Collectivist academics, naturally, claim that it is a descendant of the proto-Shatarin language – in their view, the universal mother tongue of all peoples, Sapien or alien; this theory has been unanimously rejected by the linguistic community.

Because of its incredibly complex grammar and cumbersome phonology, Old Mithneshi is studied and spoken exclusively by high-ranking and learned members of the Coven, and not by laypersons. However, deist believers do have some knowledge of it: many of the more traditional adherents, especially the Gameer, take given names derived from Old Mithneshi, though these are more often inherited from past generations, and not innovations.

Using standard Millennial Anglic transliteration, the following is a bilingual excerpt from an early Mithneshi sermon, said to have been given at the consecration of the Great Ziggurat of Bhalenjar, by an unnamed Elder Archpriest of the Mithneshi Coven:

« Ith tūith hasil Ha-Velas a īmláse Tu-ssimvūl theudhaghis kai sskhōl īmlásesh lōnūnobōzilim, ē dhomil chaiūnasil ssghan Mhathezī kai sstīm Tu-nōmī. Chūlilim theussghōg nōtánil Mhatheyas mnōsistṓ, ai mMhathe tūith arkōs; lōnūnilim theussghēx zhēláska dhanásesh arkōsusházilim resháse azema, misghan H-Arkōsī aik tūith ijáse arkōsothon. Ē chleasye navaweun theussgōam hacheléstī koiemárōn mnetayas ha-paietheu T-ajēimūnas jēimáse, kai lūnazil ēzheláska eōtheuhēaz, tōmō hayastṓ kai hayazō tōmistṓ, ezhánil hayayas ek Mhathe theugīrim. Kai rūz khneussnōsheul T-ēlenī – khneussnōsheung T-ēlenī – īneusscheuleul chūlazilim, neussrēxeul lōnūnazilim, kai neussvōaxeul khēlistṓzil miszēes chelasil anūtáse, miskōthix nullērōn shēimobil resháse vēyásī Tu-Ha-Tarayas, misdōav ssimpesh ōlanīzileun nulmaēnayaseul vēlayobōzil on theusslanōn chailáse Tu-reulōnū. Īmlásesh sonōrōyim Kōvatayasil ība tōvásūlye tūith, magásūlye: īkeussvelvirōn dhanáse ībshēimán, kai rūz khkeussnōsheulvirōn zaiarīzil Ha-Velas tukhēlobō, keusszenvirōn es īpásī ekathazī kulzaienū, kai keussīmvirōn a tūith Mhathe ek ithī theushenim. »

“It is the will of the Creator that all His creation flourish and spread across all the worlds, such that the entirety of the universe might praise Him and glorify His name. The stars cast their light in the darkness in honor of Him, as He Himself is light; the planets dance in circles around the divine lamps with eternal joy, extolling the Light who is behind all light. So too do comets paint the skies with strokes of frost as a part of His perfect masterpiece, and the moon is resurrected in cycles, from death to life, and life to death, in the rhythm of life that He began. And though we cannot see His face – we must not see His face – we can shine with the stars, dance with the worlds, and sing to the expanse of the sparkling night sky, letting our voices echo into the eternal sea of His beautiful Emanation, skipping the polished stones of our hearts across the waters so they might land upon His heavenly shore. Of all the Coven’s catechisms, this is the greatest, the timeless: cleanse yourself in this holy sea, and though you cannot see the Creator’s garden across its expanse, feel just one small ripple upon your skin, and know that it is He who sent it.”