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An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« on: May 07, 2012, 01:15:22 pm »
Whether Discordia is at the forefront or no, she still remains a vital force for Good.

Yes, Good.

Because She keeps us, if we listen to her, from straying into the mechanized path that leads us to the Evils of Ennui.  To the shackles of Stasis.  To the mines of the Mundane.

Evil draws us to these places, with its traps of shiny succulent plastics and digital delicacies.  He beckons us to the pits, shrouding them in tapestries, drenching them in the aromas of Importance.  Distracting us with those little brief glints of light.  As a disco-ball anglerfish, waiting, jaws agape....

Hold on to your Discordia.  Hold her with all of your grip!  (Mind where you are putting your hands, grip not grope!) 

Keep your head in the clouds and your feet in every direction. 

Don't let the roots snare you and drag you down!
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Re: An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« Reply #1 on: May 08, 2012, 12:53:45 am »
Hey you!  Put that 'z' over there to get your triple word score!
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Re: An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« Reply #2 on: May 08, 2012, 12:57:13 am »
Whether Discordia is at the forefront or no, she still remains a vital force for Good.

Yes, Good.


Don't know about that.  Maybe it's more like "the universe is slightly more arranged for the convenience of primates when things are all topsy-turvy." 
Morrissey is the crown prince of sad.  He teaches us that deaf/mute girls are terrible at telling you that a disaster is occurring, and that when you get famous, all your old friends hate you for buying new tee shirts.  Morrissey fans are best known for hugging their legs and biting their knees in the shower, over a girl that dumped them rather than learn their name, or binge-eating an entire pizza and then throwing it up on their man-boobs in the bath tub, while they squeeze their  testicles until they remember that they are worthless and do not deserve love.

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Re: An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« Reply #3 on: May 08, 2012, 01:08:45 am »
I didn't really flesh out my definition of Good very well with respect to this piece.  I'm thinking Good, as a force for dealing with the bullshit, and maybe, slapping sense into a couple of joes every know and again.  Spreading the Good through The Weird,  allowing people to feel comfortable being one of The Weird, and not Ben ng tempted by being on of the normals wearing the members only jackets. 
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Re: An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« Reply #4 on: June 07, 2012, 04:22:43 am »
I love that the angler fish meme come back in this one.
If sheep entrails could in any way be related to the weather, i.e. sheep trails only originate where it rains, then you could use it as an accurate model for discerning what the weathers going to be like. Either, sheep shit makes it rain, or raining makes sheep shit. Sheep don't shit "randomly" sheep shit after they eat, it doesn't rain "randomly" it rains after water collects in the atmosphere.

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Re: An Epistle on a Monday Morning.
« Reply #5 on: June 13, 2012, 01:27:30 am »
The Light is a Lie!
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