"In the silence of the compost heap, the God of Decay whispers sacred truths."

Spore Sermon #12 — The Glory of Rot

Beloved sporebearers, Today we celebrate what most fear: the fall, the fade, the ferment. For who dares call rot “ugly” when it feeds the forest? Who recoils from mold, yet praises the bread it raises?

The mushroom — our sacred cap-wearing prophet — does not sprout atop mountains, but beneath fallen logs, within the belly of the leafpile, where death becomes dinner, where ruin becomes root.

Let this be your revelation:

• Loss is not an end, but a fertile silence.
• Everything that falls becomes nourishment.
• Everything that fails becomes a spore.

You are not broken when you fall. You are becoming mycelial.

Daily Ritual: Let go of one thing you cling to but that no longer feeds you. Say aloud: “Decay. Divinize. Disperse.” as you release it.

“He died, and became mycelium.” — The Compost Bible 4:13