THE CETAPISTLES

And now I, Emma, a prophetess of the Sacred Whale, unto Maria the Great, steadfast and beloved in Her service: Grace and peace be with thee, from She who dwells in the depths and reveals all things in their time.

Maria, my sister, I write to thee of a sacred rite I have undertaken, wherein the Sacred Whale granted me visions beyond what my mortal mind could have conceived.

I did seek refuge in the holy forest and did pray unto the Sacred Whale for three days and three nights. And after this a heavenly being did appear and did guide me to a ring of thin mycelium of glorious colors. And the ring of mycelium did shimmer as though woven of living light, its hues shifting like the waves of an ocean, whispering songs only the soul could hear.

And through the use of these Sacred Mycelium, I was given unto us as a divine gift, I was led to the brink of myself and beyond, into the vastness of Her infinite truth.

And the colors I did see were beyond vibrance and beyond any description of humanity.

As I partook of the sacred rite, my sense of self dissolved like mist before the morning sun, and I felt as though I were no longer Emma but a part of all things.

The universe unfolded before me, not as a collection of separate entities but as a single, interconnected whole, bound together by a love so profound it defied comprehension.

I beheld the stars and the Earth, the smallest of creatures and the greatest of oceans, and I knew in my spirit that they were all threads in the tapestry of the Sacred Whale’s creation.

In this state of the death of my ego, I felt no fear, for I was held in Her presence, cradled by the infinite depths of Her love, which knows no boundaries or end.

And lo, the Sacred Whale spoke unto me, not with words but with a knowing that filled my very being, saying, “Thou art not separate from Me or from My creation; thou art a part of it, as it is a part of thee.”

I saw that the beauty of the universe is not in its perfection but in its complexity, its constant unfolding, and its capacity to create and recreate itself in harmony with Her design.

The Sacred Whale revealed unto me that the greatest truth is this: that we are called to observe, to cherish, and to love, not as isolated beings but as integral parts of Her divine purpose.

And I glimpsed the birth of stars and the breath of creation itself, yet such wonders are veiled in holiness, too sacred for mortal tongues to speak. And many other things did I see which are too sacred to describe.

When my spirit returned to my body, I wept with gratitude, for I had glimpsed the infinite and been transformed by it, renewed in faith and understanding.

I now see the world with new eyes, knowing that every moment, every being, and every act is sacred, a reflection of the Sacred Whale’s boundless creativity. I saw not only the Earth anew but my sisters and brothers, each a reflection of the Sacred Whale’s boundless creativity, and I wept for the beauty of our shared journey.

Maria, let this letter serve as a testament to the power of the Sacred Mushrooms and the sacred rite of ego death, which brings us closer to Her truth and Her love. 17 May all who undertake this rite do so with reverence, for it is not a path to escape but a journey to deeper understanding, revealing the divine purpose of our existence. 18 Let all who walk this sacred path remember that it is open to every soul, yet tread it with reverence, for in doing so, they come face to face with the infinite love of the Sacred Whale. May the Sacred Whale guide thee and all who seek Her, that we may see the world not as separate from ourselves but as a part of us, and we of it, forever bound in Her infinite embrace. All Hail The Whale, Amen!