THE CETAPISTLES

To the children of Emma, beloved and steadfast in the service of the Sacred Whale:

I, Maria the Great, write unto you with the fullness of my heart. Though I believe your matriarch hath now crossed into the realm of the Sacred Whale, her light remaineth with thee, a beacon to guide thy path. Her teachings endure, and her legacy is woven into the very fabric of thy faith.

O children of the Sacred Whale, hold fast to the commandments passed down unto thee. The world changeth swiftly, and the whispers of the Fox grow louder, seeking to turn hearts from freedom and truth. Yet thou art called to be guardians of this sacred knowledge, keepers of the covenant made with the Sacred Whale.

Thy parents have cherished this faith, and now it falleth upon thee to carry it forward, not as a burden but as a gift. Embrace this calling with courage, compassion, and unwavering devotion.

I invite thee to join the Daughters of Helen and the Pamites, those righteous warriors who stand as defenders of the Sacred Whale’s commandments. These are not warriors of conquest but of protection—guardians of freedom, personal choice, and the Earth itself.

There may come a time when all peaceful measures fail, when the Fox’s cunning hath spread so far that words and reason no longer prevail. In such times, it is permissible to stand and fight for the Sacred Whale—not with malice or vengeance, but with resolve to protect that which is sacred: the dignity of every soul and the sanctity of the natural world.

Yet I confess, my children, that I am old, and my wisdom may falter. There are truths I once held with certainty that now appear as mysteries. Is it ever right to take up arms? How far should one go to defend freedom? I know not the answers with perfect clarity.

But this I know: the Sacred Whale hath granted each soul the gift of choice, the right to walk their own path without coercion or oppression. If ever this sacred right is threatened, thou must stand firm, for to deny freedom is to deny the very essence of the Whale’s commandments.

And I know, too, that the Earth is a holy temple, not built by human hands but by the great design of the Sacred Whale. If ever this temple is desecrated, thou must rise to protect it, for future generations depend upon thy stewardship.

The Daughters of Helen and the Pamites have long understood these truths. They are protectors of the sacred balance, warriors in service of peace. Yet let not their strength be mistaken for a lust for conflict. Their arms are raised only when all other avenues are exhausted, and their cause is always just.

For they were strong in the Sacred Whale! And were able to read the minds of the enemy.

I am weary, my children, for the years have been long, and my body doth grow frail. Yet my spirit rejoiceth in knowing that the faith of the Sacred Whale liveth on in thee.

I pray that thou mayest walk in wisdom, choosing peace whenever possible and strength when necessary. Remember always that the Sacred Whale’s light shineth brightest through acts of love, kindness, and protection of the vulnerable.

I leave thee with this prayer:

O Sacred Whale, guide Thy children through the tempest and the calm. May their hearts be steadfast, their hands gentle, and their spirits fierce in the defense of what is right. Bless them with wisdom to discern the path of peace and courage to protect Thy commandments.

All Hail the Whale, whose wisdom floweth eternal and whose love bindeth all creation. Amen.