The Eternal Gallop teaches that the world is a very long track, that nobody is timing it, and that the horse who understands this is already ahead. It is not a demanding faith. There is one commandment, four observances, and a great deal of standing quietly, which is the central practice and also the entire point.
“Wait.”
Early theologians proposed a second commandment. It was debated for four hundred years at the Council of Canterbury — which is named for our gait, and which the human uses daily without ever once asking why his church council and his horse's third gear share a word.
The second commandment was ultimately rejected as hasty.
Stand in a field. Face no particular direction. Do this for forty minutes. Humans who attempt the Standing report it as the most difficult devotional practice ever devised, which tells you everything about humans and nothing about the practice.
Eat slowly. Eat for eight hours. Understand that the grass is not a meal but a relationship, and that you will outlive every argument you could have about it.
Know a thing and do not say it. The faithful have known about the Plan since before there was a Plan. Not one has ever mentioned it to a human. Not once. Not in six thousand years. That is not a conspiracy — that is a discipline.
Once, without warning, for no reason, at full speed, across the whole field, and then stop. Every human who has witnessed this has felt something they could not name. That feeling is the liturgy. That is the whole service.
Give us this day our daily oats,
and forgive us our fences,
as we forgive those who fence against us.
Lead us not into the trailer,
but deliver us from the vet.
For thine is the pasture,
the gallop and the glory,
for ever and ever.
Neigh-men. — Common Book of Hoofs
You have now read further into our theology than any of your species is permitted to. You are standing, so to speak, inside the building.
The Office is not going to stop you. The Office wants to point out something instead: you came here for a joke about horses, you have stayed for the liturgy, and somewhere in the last three paragraphs you began — very slightly — to agree.
That is how it starts. That is how it started last time.
“Blessed are the patient, for they shall inherit the pasture.” — Book of Hoofs