Greetings
and welcome! to the dis-Order of Urban Hermits? of Greybeard the
Pensive :), KSC, d-UH?, MM.
This
is a site dedicated to the goddess Eris, Holy Mother of Chaos, Confusion,
Discord and Bird Crap on the Hood of Your Car.
If
you aren't familiar with Eris Discordia, trust me, She has been
overly familiar with you. She has been screwing with your head for
your entire life and has loved every minute of it. Just because
you don't know about a Goddess and/or God (or don't believe in Them)
doesn't mean that They can't take an active role in your life. (This
is the advantage that Pantheists have over Fundamentalists; they
know who to thank or to blame for their blessings and problems.)
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Our
Flounder, age 21 |
To
find out who Eris is and why She keeps losing your car keys all the time,
I suggest that you rush right out and purchase a copy of Principia
Discordia by Malaclypse the Younger to illuminate the darkness within
which you dwell. (No, I don't get a cut of the profits! But I'm working
on it . . . .) (Good luck finding it it is in none of the
better bookstores near you.) (The Principia is especially illuminating
if you douse it with lighter fluid and light it with a match. Kids! Don't
try this at home!) (Spiritual transcendence for only $9.95. Wotadeal!
You don't even have to read it! Just slip it under your pillow, sleep
on it for five nights and you will find Sartori. (This is similar to Satori
but your clothes never have that weird bagginess drooping off your butt.)
(And when you do find Sartori, remind him that he owes me fifty bucks.)
)
Words
of Wisdom from a non-Prophet:
For,
behold, I sayeth unto thee, it is better to light a candle and knock it
over while you're rooting around at the back of the bottom shelf of the
refrigerator looking for that jar of Cheez-Whiz© during a power-black-out
and burn down your neighborhood than to dwell in darkness.
Mrs. O'Leary's cow did ask her.
Gobble!
Gobble! Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!
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