What to put on an altar to Eris?!

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DEEKORDER RING!

[PopeTom]

I'm with the people who said the last thing you really want is for Eris to pay any attention to you at all.

Somewhat recently a friend complained to Discord that his life had become kind of hum-drum.  Within a week his house burned down.

[LMNO]

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

[Cain]

It's a public safety benefit, really.

[Telarus]

I have plenty of things with Her symbols on them, some of them even lived on my altar for a while when I had one (didn't pray, meditated with it in my peripheral vision, when I started neopagan/zen mashup practice).

All my altars TO Eris are transitory pieces of art, like sandcastles or stacks of rocks (see also the Myth of Starbuck's Pebbles), or Cram's PosterGASM posters.

[PopeTom]

I have plenty of things with Her symbols on them, some of them even lived on my altar for a while when I had one (didn't pray, meditated with it in my peripheral vision, when I started neopagan/zen mashup practice).

All my altars TO Eris are transitory pieces of art, like sandcastles or stacks of rocks (see also the Myth of Starbuck's Pebbles), or Cram's PosterGASM posters.

Bolded part.

Never look directly at Eris.

[Eater of Clowns]

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

I REALLY need to publish 30 Days of Eris.

[Pæs]

If you've got an altar to Eris, the best thing to add to it is an apology.

If you're looking to construct an altar to Eris and nothing will dissuade you, I suggest making it a safe, writing 'No, I didn't mean it, please don't give me more fun than I really wanted' and then locking yourself inside and waiting it out.

[xXRon_Paul_42016Xxx(weed)]

Eris looks at people building "Altars" to her, doing human sacrifices ect. the same way you look at a pet cat that keeps bringing home dead birds. At first its cute, but after a few thousand years its gotten old and now she pulls out the rolled up newspaper and squirt bottle. Only the Newspaper is the damnation of an angry war God, and the squirt bottle is pestilence and death.

You do NOT want to know what happens when you piss on her carpet. Facebook Discordians should be learning that lesson the hard way any day now.

[tyrannosaurus vex]

Look. I don't know you. I don't know where you came from, what your motives are, what you had for breakfast, how early in the day you start drinking, or what you did in a past life that you feel a subconscious need to punish yourself for in this one. I can't tell you what to do with your life. I can't tell you who to worship, what to value, where to go when the power shuts off, what to search for when you're in Private Browsing Mode, or who your friends and enemies are. I can't even for one second pretend to know what's best for you. So as far as your altar to Eris is concerned, the only thing I can tell you is not to listen to me. I don't know anything.

Having said that, I implore you, if you intend to build this altar or -- for the love of Christ -- if you've already built it and want to add more things to it, please take the altar, put it in the back of your Jeep, and drive at least 35 miles away from anything resembling civilization before you turn the damn thing on.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

We build a statue, 300 feet high with twin watercannons firing acid from the tearducts. That's your fucking altar right there. All shall kneel and perish

:dies: 

[minuspace]

Damned if you desecrate, damned if you don't.

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I've found a lovely little spot around me that'd be perfect for a semi-public altar for Eris. I'm a little stuck on what might be useful to put up on it.  So far, I know I'll be putting a cheaply bound copy of the Principia, an empty box for a DVD of midget porn, a plastic apple painted gold, some gold candles, and as many Pope cards as I have the patience to print out.

What would YOU put on this altar?

A vial of putrefying roadkill remains inscribed with my name on it, a live homemade nail bomb, and the single most loved inanimate object that has been completely destroyed.

[muffinmania]

We build a statue, 300 feet high with twin watercannons firing acid from the tearducts. That's your fucking altar right there. All shall kneel and perish

This is the only thing going in the altar now.