Pope Notes
137 different Pope cards with images and quotes.
It would’ve been flashier, but I’m not very good at pizazz.
Public domain or whatever’s closest in your jurisdiction.
Burn the Koran… to Disk
In regards to the painful stupidity in which a Florida church are running around upsetting people with a Qu’ran burning.
Requia of the PD.com crew had the idea of promoting the idea of burning the Koran ‘to disk’. For a pack of multiple sacred texts to burn onto disks you can download HERE.
Also, Facebook features an event for this called ‘International burn the Koran… to disk’ day.
The date is the same as the Florida burning; September 11. Let’s fight extremism with understanding; if we try fighting fire with fire, all we’ll do is burn a lot of people.
Filk, Astrology, and Citygod
First: The Citygod. It’s rare to find an author who can convey an idea and make you feel it, too. This essay reminds me of Harlan Ellison’s Deathbird Stories, but not as cynical.
Second: The always boring AndR, k.s.c. came up with an idea a while ago. While pondering the merits of this idea, I discovered my sign, thus confirming to me that we need more Discordian filk.
Erisomatic Astrology. The POEE calendar, supplied in the first and holiest of Discordian documents, the Principia Discordia, provides ingredients for an easy way to determine a person’s Discordian “sign.” I suggest you simply add the element for the day of the week you were born on with the season you were born in for a total of 25 possible signs. For example: Orange Confusion, Pungent Discord.
Third: The filk.
The Commodes: Sweet Chaos
Show me a Goddess that’s crazy
Show me a clergy so high
I’ll show you chaos that’ll last forever
Flying high so highShow me a place where thoughts are the thinkers
And all the fnords you see eating you yeah
I’d wish the fnord ate all hateful people
Then there’d be no more illuminating to doOh sweet chaos
Oh sweet chaos
Oh whoo sweet sweet chaosThey immanentized the eschaton
High on a hill
Take a ride on the machine mindtrap
And you’ll know nothing is for realThe world is filled with all the cabbage people
Trying to find their way
All they need is a hand to guide them
To a brighter dayOh sweet chaos
Oh sweet chaos
Oh whoo sweet sweet chaosSweet chaos that comes through the ages
Reach out and touch my soul
Give my life no more meaning
And everyone a heart of fnordOh sweet chaos
Oh sweet chaos
Oh whoo Sweet sweet choas
You need it: chaos
Oh sweet chaosI know your searching
I know your searching
For a little chaos
A little order and illumination
And I know it’s been hard
Trying to find your way
But you got to keep on searching
Harder day by day
‘Cause I want you
And you, and you you you you and you and you and you and you
To stand on up, yes ma’am
Put a little chaos in your heart
A little heart in your chaos
Together we can see the fnords
Listen to me
Don’t dogma too hard
On what She’s trying to say
‘Cause this chaos
Chaos is the only way
Nothing but ErisOh sweet chaos
Oh sweet chaos
Oh whoo Sweet sweet choasWhen you’re down and out
And you can’t see a way
And you need a fnord
Well now just call on Eris
The Discordian Pentalemma
The Discordian Pentalemma:
- Is Eris willing to prevent Order, but not able? Then She is not omnipotent.
- Is She able, but not willing? Then She is malevolent.
- Is She both able and willing? Then whence cometh Order?
- Is She neither able nor willing? Then why call Her Goddess?
- In conclusion: Eris is a weak, hateful, Order-inflicting bitch.
The Erisian Pentabuttal:
- Are you saying that the only proof of a woman’s power is Her ability to fulfill your desires? Why should She prevent Order?
- Are you calling Her evil for not catering to your every whim? Perhaps She isn’t the malevolent one.
- Even when you admit that it’s not Her fault, you still place the responsibility for preventing Order on Her. Pull your own weight.
- Respect. That’s why.
- In conclusion: You’re an unreasonable, spoiled, lazy asshole.
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