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Does society seem boring, dull, unimaginative and perhaps even nightmarishly conformist?
Do you ever feel as though the universe is one big, sick joke?
Is everyone around you Cabbage?
Can you see the Fnords?
YOU ARE NOT ALONE
unless you are
Greetings fellow mutants, weirdos, rebels, vagabonds, quantum schizophrenics, activists, inactivists, slackers, ragamuffins, hyper-surrealists, zenarchists, pataphysicians, subgenii and neerdowells and welcome to your initiation into discordianism and Operation Mindfuck. Soon you too will know the pleasures of raping your own mind and wallow in the knowledge that everything is true.
Even things which are false are true
What the hell are you talking about?
I’m
talking about chaos, I’m talking about discord, I’m talking about the
end of civilized monotony and the beginning of a glorious decent into
madness. I’m talking about taking joy in the bewildered enlightenment of
others, about manipulating the minds of others by changing their
environment and about killing time in the most brutal way possible. Or
maybe I’m just talking out of my ass, hard to tell.
What do you mean “Chaos”?
Chaos has many meanings but in this case it means the primal disordered nothing from which any and everything may spring;
an existence which contains within itself all possibility. All original
thought springs from this chaos and as such all the works of man are
inherently spawned from this one source. Eris is the goddess of chaos
and the goddess of all creation, her will be done. Unfortunately there
are those who would seek to impede the works of holy chaos and bring
about order; order, being the opposite of chaos, would bring the
destruction of all original thought and the end of humanity as we know
it. In order to preserve the the universe from degeneration discordians
seek to spread chaos and cultivate freedom of thought.
But who’s creating order?
You
are, you bastard, along with everyone else around you still following
your cultural norms. Normalcy is stagnation, safe but boring and
eventually fatal to the unfortunate fish swimming in that stagnant sewer
of thought. Right now there are robots and cabbages all around you but
you can’t tell; you’ve adopted their mannerisms as your own and you can
no longer tell the difference between what you feel and what they want
you to feel.
But what can I do then?
RISE
UP! or lie down, or hop around on one leg slapping your buttocks, just
do something, anything, to break through the oppressive social norms
which you erect around yourself. Lie on the ground in the middle of the
subway, wear a chicken outfit to KFC, bring ham to a passover diner, and
dance like no one’s watching when everyone is. Or you can just become a
discordian.
How do I become a discordian?
If you want in on the Discordian Society
then declare yourself what you wish
do what you like
and tell us about it
or
if you prefer
don’t.
There are no rules anywhere.
The Goddess Prevails.
then declare yourself what you wish
do what you like
and tell us about it
or
if you prefer
don’t.
There are no rules anywhere.
The Goddess Prevails.
Alright, does being a discordian have any perks?
You betcha, in fact, you, just like everyone else on earth, are the discordian pope!
The rights of a Pope include but are not necessarily limited to:
To invoke infallibility at any time, including retroactively.
To completely rework the Erisian church.
To baptise, bury, and marry (with the permission of the deceased in the latter two cases).
To excommunicate, de-ex-communicate, re-ex-communicate, and de-re-ex-communicate (no backsies!) both his-/her-/it-/them-/your-/our-/His-/Her-/It-/Them-/Your-/Our-self/selves and others (if any).
To perform all rites and functions deemed inappropriate for a Pope of Discordia.
To invoke infallibility at any time, including retroactively.
To completely rework the Erisian church.
To baptise, bury, and marry (with the permission of the deceased in the latter two cases).
To excommunicate, de-ex-communicate, re-ex-communicate, and de-re-ex-communicate (no backsies!) both his-/her-/it-/them-/your-/our-/His-/Her-/It-/Them-/Your-/Our-self/selves and others (if any).
To perform all rites and functions deemed inappropriate for a Pope of Discordia.
Alright, I’m a discordian, now what?
Now
the fun really begins. As a discordian you are part of operation
mindfuck, a decentralized, individual driven movement of social change
and mockery with the express purpose of shocking or confusing the masses
out of the hold they have on themselves. There is no chosen method or
doctrine when it comes to the operation, though causing physical injury
to others is looked down on. A discordian has no laws and is unbound by
what is considered socially exceptionable so do whatever you want.
…I can’t think of anything.
Not
so clever eh? Well fear not help is here and waiting. If you wish to
get a hand on your first acts of social irregularity then consider
yourself part of my cabal, the “888 eyes of Eris”.
You’re free to come and go as you please but the cabal means fellow
discordians and fellow discordians means exponential chaos. Right now
the 888 Eyes is participating in the POSTERGASM,
the effort to plaster as many strange and thought provoking posters in
public areas as possible. The link will have plenty of starter posters
and you’re encouraged to create your own as well. Over all, do as you
wish and enjoy kicking this dreary world right in the man marbles
Is there anywhere I can go to get a better understanding of the ideas you so clumsily discussed
Indeed there is, check out the discordia wiki here as well as my convenient hidden stash of related literature located here. There is also the Discordian Online Library of the M.M.M. and the D.I.S.L.I.B. — Discordian Internet Society’s Library of Interesting Books.
Within are dozens of books, papers and magazines including the book of the subgenius, Principia Discordia and the online Discordian magazine “Intermittens”.
There is also these online gathering points:
Remember
THE GODDESS PREVAILS
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