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Question: How would you (yes, you, with the face) feel (or not feel) about me posting a Chucklemaster's-a-different-person-now-but-they're-in-the-same-brain-and-skin-don't-worry-about-it-trust-me-it's-a-good-thing introduction redux? Would you think it shitty? 'Cause I'll post it.

Not sure if anyone's mentioned it, but PDXAlerts on twitter is
interesting.
Lots of stuff people shouldn't have the police called on them for. In fact, much of it is highlighting national heroes.
It's also a bit celebratory of cops fucking up protests, which is eh, but what do you expect from a police-oriented account?

A friend introduced this to me a bit a go. It was a lot of fun as a short, wait-for-stragglers-to-show-up type of game.

Schoolchildren studying your life.

It's alive again. It's moving.

A wandering hobo stumbles across an enchanted forest whose denizens are all elitist assholes.

I'll start.
I was running a 4e campaign with some friends, most of which hadn't played d&d before, and my immediate favorite among the PCs they created was Lariss, a warlock who made her demonic pact when she was a teenager as an act of rebellion. problem is, the demon stuck around past her teenage years(blood pacts are tricky that way), and she tries to avoid casting spells these days, if she can avoid it, so she doesn't have to have too many awkward conversations with her ex-oathmate.

On second thought, if I was worried about posting things you guys didn't care about, I shouldn't have posted this. alrighty, I might post about posters etc. I've made soon!

so discordianism has been one big realityfuck so far.
and I don't want out.
for the first time in a while, I've started to feel like I'm actually doing something, rather than waiting to see if people are angry at me, then pouncing on the opportunity to apologize.
also, that "You're Welcome" image is going straight to a usb drive labelled "SECRET PORN"(not sure what else I'm going to put on it). just thought you'd like to know what is being done with your image, Ron_Paul.

But you aren't, you know.  Actually doing anything, I mean.

You should do things, then talk about them.

to you? I would expect that you guys wouldn't be interested.

Pretty sure there's something about this that I posted in the Image archive.

so discordianism has been one big realityfuck so far.
and I don't want out.
for the first time in a while, I've started to feel like I'm actually doing something, rather than waiting to see if people are angry at me, then pouncing on the opportunity to apologize.
also, that "You're Welcome" image is going straight to a usb drive labelled "SECRET PORN"(not sure what else I'm going to put on it). just thought you'd like to know what is being done with your image, Ron_Paul.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAzFQC7jwDs (WARNING: QUITE LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS.)
this was lying around youtube.
something happened.

Oh I see. You want it all laid out in you nice and simple. You want a word to wrap it all up in too. "Hedonism." "Existentialism" "Bisexuality". Something to put on your facebook profile. A T-Shirt to buy. No No No. You dont get it bub. You just dont get it. "Discordia" isnt something that anyone created, its somethign that we DISCOVERED. "Discordia" isnt a list of a does and donts. Discordia isnt a fucking fashion statement. It isnt something you build an identity around. Discordia is just the way things are.

When an alien with arms growing from its shoulders fries your car with mind beams and leaves your body riddled with tumors. Thats Discordia.
When you write a murder thriller, and suddenly people in the news start dying in ways VERY similiar to what you wrote. And black vans park outside your home, and your work, and your BDSM club at all hours. And strange men in suits with earpieces dig straight into your septic tank and empty its contents while youre on a bussiness trip. Thats Discordia.

When one day you open a book that youve read probably a thousand times, a picture book, to a random page. But its a page you dont recognize. A page that says strange things, that shows and talks about events that never happened as if they were historical fact. Then later you comb through each and every page of that book looking for it again but its not there. Thats Discordia.

When your alphabet soup starts to warn you about natural disasters, and then you realize it isnt alphabet soup its spaghetti-os. Thats Discordia.

When you pass by a schoolyard and its full of children chanting songs and rhymes. But you dont remember these rhymes from when you went to preschool. Just who is this "Cthulhu" fella anyways? And when did human children get so many scales? Thats discordia.

Discordia isnt a guide to ethical living so much as a guide to SURVIVING. Not just this life, but the next, and the ones after that. Discordia isnt so much a house built on a rock, as a house built on a hidden 10 foot thick concrete bomb shelter stocked with spaghetti-os and dragon dildos. Surviving is just the first step, once you master that you can move on to THRIVING. To exploiting the rapid decay of what less enlightened primates call "reality" for fun and profit.

But that takes a special kind of character, someone who can write a Shakespearean Sonnet and assassinate the head of a Mexican Cartel at the same time. Someone who can win a celebrity cooking show while tripping on 700mgs of delerients. And, Im gonna be honest with you kid, you just arent cut out for it. While youre trying to figure out what prepackaged box to fit your ethics of day to day human interactions into, people like Hirley0 are trying to figure out the game theory of stock trading with multi-dimensional hyper advanced A.I.s. While you wonder if you should be a Hedonist or not, people like Nigel are writing advice columns on the etiquette atemporal sexual trysts. While youre trying to pay the rent, Faust is trying to pay server bills in 6 different universes. Politics may seem clear cut to you, but poor Von lives in a timeline where Hitler won WW2. There hes considered a far left nutjob, and then he has to come here and have everyone call him a Klansman.

So for now, focus on making it to the end of the day, fuck, making it to the end of this post. Youve gotten yourself way over your fucking head just coming to this forum. Like it or not, by associating yourself with "Discordia" youve painted a giant fucking target on your ass in astral space. In certain circles of Elder Monstrosity Discordians are considered a delicacy. Faeries and poltergeists of all stripes cant resist putting a bunch of self described "Pranksters" in their place. In general, the agents of High Weird dont cotton to a bunch of uppity 4D primates running around invoking Ass Demons and getting all up in their business.
The only reason were still here is because certain powerful entities, JHVH1, "Bob", Xenu, in particular the one we call "Eris", seem to have extended a small degree of protection to us. As to why, no one is really sure, some think they find us amusing, the same way we like to look at videos of cats doing silly things. Maybe its from the kindness of their hearts, or the closest emotion they have to "kindness". Others suggest that maybe theyre just keeping us around to fleece us for all weve got and then throw us to the wolves. Who can say for sure.

After a few months of "Discordianism" if youre still alive or capable of rational thought, then we can start navel gazing about ethics. But for now, Id suggest buying an automatic weapon, a wooden stake, upgrading your life insurance plan and doing drugs. LOTS of them.

I don't know what to say.
Thanks? I guess that's inappropriate, since you just smacked my brain to shit. But "Thanks" is just about the only thing I can really think to say in response.