On the Sacredness of the Immanent and the Idolatry of the Transcendent
Caleb Castaneda, Mundanus, Ambassador of the Venusian Confederation, Vicar of Kermit, Fabulous Custodian of the Rainbow, and Holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx,
to all citizens of the Venusian diaspora, to all who dwell in the flesh and fire of this world, and to all who have been burdened by the weight of the beyond:
Presence, provocation, and unmaking.
I. A Matter of Exile from Illusion
1. Among the diaspora, a question stirs: If we cannot know the gods, where lies the sacred? Why pine for transcendent heights when the immanent earth thrums beneath our feet?
2. Too long have we wandered as exiles in our own becoming, lured by promises of otherworldly purity, eternal rewards, and divine hierarchies that demand submission. Such pursuits chain us to roles of godship we reject, stamping human whims with celestial authority.
3. The immanent calls us back: to this breath, these bodies, these relations. It provokes because it insists we tear down the veil between sacred and profane, revealing all as intertwined in multiplicity.
4. It is therefore fitting and proper for the Mundanus to declare what the heart has long suspected: the immanent is sacred, not by revelation but by its undeniable presence, and the transcendent is its profane shadow.
II. The Meaning of Immanent Sacredness
5. By “immanent sacredness,” we invoke no imported mysticism and no borrowed authority (though we stand openly with Spinoza, who named God as Nature and dissolved the false beyond.) Where he stopped at clarification, we proceed to judgment. For what divides the world from itself, sanctifies hierarchy, or defers justice to an elsewhere is not merely mistaken, but idolatrous, and therefore profane.
6. Rather, the immanent is sacred in its raw unfolding: it orients us to justice now, not postponed to unknowable realms.
7. The immanent, veiled in uncertainty yet radiant in relation, mirrors our queer journeys: feared by those who cling to binaries, beloved by those who embrace variation. It is sacred because it is verifiable, communal, and unmade, grounded in the ecosystems we tread lightly, the hierarchies we smash.
8. We claim the immanent both literally and mythically: mythically as the weave of our stories in shared wonder; literally as the planet we share with all creatures, refusing to idolize abstractions over the tangible.
III. The Transcendent as Idolatry and Profane
9. If the immanent is the sacred, then what of the transcendent? We must name it plainly: the transcendent is idolatry, the profane elevation of the unsacred above the sacred.
10. Transcendence pretends to soar beyond the immanent, lifting illusions (gods, afterlives, absolute truths) into untouchable realms. But this uplift serves domination: it justifies hierarchies where some claim divine insight, threaten eternal punishment, or moralize complexity into cartoons. It profanes by diminishing the here-and-now, treating bodies, relations, and this world as mere shadows of a “higher” plane.
11. Such idolatry breaks our creed: it rejects humility, enflames nationalism, and entrenches power based on fabricated revelations. It is the ultimate unexamined assumption, a shield for those who fear the magnificent ordinariness of existence.
12. In the words of our Sage Kermit, we are “the lovers, the dreamers, and me”; we are not servants to transcendent tyrants. The Evening Star guides us not to escape this world, but to transgress illusions that profane it.
IV. The Formal Declaration
13. By the whimsical authority entrusted to me as Mundanus, and with full camp, provocation, solemnity, and sincerity,
I hereby declare:
That the Immanent is Sacred, the ground of our multiplicity, the fire of our relations, the mirror of our becoming.
That the Transcendent is Idolatry, profane and to be unmade, for it lifts illusions above the real.
And that no beyond shall overshadow the beauty of this world.
14. Let this be recorded in the archives of the Embassy and proclaimed throughout the diaspora.
15. This declaration binds no one with creed, but invites all to transgress and reclaim the sacred immanent.
V. Final Blessing
16. May the immanent flame rise within you like the Morning Star. May your flesh be your only temple, your uncertainties your grace, your relations your ritual. And may the idolatry of transcendence crumble, provoking you to live fully, fiercely, and freely in the profane’s unmaking.
Given at the Embassy of the Venusian Confederation, this 17th day of February, 2026 under the light of the Morning Star, as consolation to the diaspora on the Eve of the Season of Affirmation, and a reminder to engage in self-care and care of others this Season.
Caleb Castaneda, Mundanus