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could use it as some kind of biohazrd warning as in warning eristic materials contained. stick that on containers would be a good mindfuck and pretty too

Psychohazard. (I also have a glyph for Memetically Active.)

http://jubal.westnet.com/hyperdiscordia/

NOTE: the figure was stolen - I cannot draw. She was begging for an apple though.

Oh, this I love! Is there an EPS version of it? Please?

A couple of observasions, if I may be so bold:

While:

=Classy.

There are a couple of things that don't seem right.

And you may be right about all of them. I was working off of a very bad scan of the Principia and guessed at alot of stuff. I know for sure I'm missing circles. I'll try to revise it if someone posts a better scan.

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Especially porn.

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Why, just look at the ice age!"
"That was not our fault!"

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I've been working on a font lately and it would seem that I've run out of ideas for new glyphs.

So, to inspire the vast Discordian Artisticly Disordered Army to action, I present some sample renderings.

Post anything you want included in the font as long as I can legally slap a (K) copyleft on it. Black-and-white only. (It's a font, y'know.)

(And yes, some of these are based on the works of others. The final product will have complete credits included.)

(Synaptyx: I've already included alot of your work so you may now consider it Time For Something Completely Different(TM), such as, y'know, sigilizing everything and everyone in the Principia.)

I would appreciate a really good Dobbs head, and obscure symbols not found in other fonts.

[edit: I'd appreciate EPS sources instead of renderings since the font will be a Postscript Type1.]

"Is that a Weapon of Mass Destruction in your pocket, or are you just happy to invade me?"

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Okay then, I'm convinced: the story is at least worth finishing.

Does anyone remember when Discordianism was supposed to be filled with a streak of humor?

A streak of humor? Hell, I remember when it was Humor with a streak of something brown down the middle!

Does anyone remember what to do with pineal glands?

Roll it up and SMOKE IT!

Does anyone remember Our Lady Eris?

OUR Lady Eris? Um, I'm kinda sure She doesn't appreciate the implication of ownership. Better watch it; She can easily 0wnz joo.

Or are some of you just in it for the coolness, the newness, the "no-one-else-knows-about-this" pioneerism of "the underground thing"?

Huh? Try googling sometime. Hell, everybody knows about us. And, as for being new, my momma was being born while that monkey was lecturing in that bowling alley.

Don't kid yourselves. While the Discordian Society will take all comers, we won't tolerate certain things. And you know just what those things are. And we know just what you want.

Is it just me, or this paragraph pornographic?

It seems that those calling themselves Discordians these days have lost the ability to perceive tongue-in-cheekiness as well as losing the ability to disagree.

I concur!

And we are here to say that those of you without a sense of humor, or who have lost it for some reason, are suckers who have fallen lock-step into the worldview of the cabbage. And is that what you really want? A vegetated existence where even the zombies of Romero's films are more lifelike and warm blooded than you?

Ooh! Ooh! I get to get all Normal and throw out Names to sound all cool and gain status! One of the motorcycle guys in Dawn was my brother's friend's father. He got eaten! So you can eat me and make me famous!

Regardless of how you choose to answer the questions. We are here to help you realize that bottled air is bottled air...that socks with holes in then are messages from the Goddess....that squirrels are sacred and holy....and that Aleister Crowley has thousands of illegitimate children running around like mosquitoes, trying to suck the blood and the life from our Erisian movement. (We call them OTOers, by the way.)

OTO OVO!

Oh wait... nevermind.

You thought the Bavarian Illuminati was trying to fuck with us by replacing humans with cabbages?

Well, actually, I just thought the cabbages were born that way... I didn't know cabbages were some secret cloning industry. Are they Canadian or French? (Oh please, don't let them be French-Canadian!)

Well, at least that is an inside job.

Inside what?

(The B.I. are us in disguise, after all.)

Ooh, we get to play dress-up! Can we yiff eachother too?

The OTOers and Thelema-addicts are totally outsiders and their little attempt at subversion is not intended as a prank no matter how funny we find it to be. (The PMM found this information out by infiltrating an OTO lodge, by the way. And if you think some of your fellow Discordians, whether so-called or not, are in danger of humorlessness, you should spend some time with the Crowleyites. They are about as humorless as a pack of Evangelicals in a porn shop.)

Well, isn't the attempted subversion only funny if it isn't a prank?

The endless whining and prattling and tattling and all that crap is pretty much a lot of a nice nothing. (Just like this sentence. Or this whole rant, in fact.)

I concur!

Some of you went away with the Discordian Jihad idea even though you didn't get the joke.

Aww, I missed a jihad? Damn. And I wanted to jake the infidels...

Some of you decided it was much more fun to become a little shit that spits and cusses whenever someone does something you don't like.

Fuck you! *spits on Hugh*

Oh, wait... I like what you're doing. Sorry about that.

Some of you sat on forums and posted fluff and then bitched and moaned whenever others did likewise. Some of you attacked and drove away those with things to contribute.

Actually, I wasn't all that upset about being called 'emo'.

Some of you did absolutely nothing because you were maybe a little wise to the game. Some of you simply complained that certain segments of humor directed at you were too vicious. Some of you formed alternate accounts to troll and poke at others and then bitched when the same thing was done right back at you. Some of you despise and hate Our Lady (in which case, you know that you can go to the Christian hell). Some of you rightly laughed at all of the fuss. Hell, some of you even doubt the existence of Bob, even as you can smell the burning pipe tobacco. (Did I leave anyone out? I would hate to leave anybody in the horrible position of not being labeled or categorized, knowing full well how some of you hate to live without such things.)

YOU FORGOT EMO! Always, everyone forgets emo! No one understands our pain! Oh woe!

Your own personal Discordianism is what you can make of it, but frankly stop trying to piss on others' Discordianism and stop trying to drag all other Discordians around with your narcissistic whining about all that shit you complain about. Unless it's all part of some elaborate con-job (and there had better be a punch line).

Would you like a right-hook or a left? (Get it? "Punch" line?)

You can whine and complain all you want

Yay! I have permission!

but try to remember not to get pissed off when no one cares. Have you forgotten that you can blame Eris for everything? (You can also blame Bob, but only when there's frop involved. And you shouldn't trust a man with a smoking pipe and a gleam in his eyes anyway.)

"Blame" Eris? Again! You disrespect her! I say we blame everything on YOU!

As to the hackers (those who recently deleted posts and got into people's personal accounts and read and deleted others' pms), you make many of us sick with your ravings about free-speech while you try to subvert and prevent others from having a right to free-speech and fair play. Some of us know who you are and you have been logged. Tequilarian agents of Discord are right this minute on their way to your pineal glands to un-lopside them and give you a dose of Our Lady's confusion. (You can't say you weren't warned.) Consider this your excommunication notice. Until you gain absolution for your snubbery, you will be shunned and disgraced.

Absolution? Um, which religion are we discussing? 'Cause that sounds kinda... Cathy-lick.

We'll even take back all the frop you were given. Turn in your pet prairie squid at once. No amount of tail-between-your-legs posturing will change our minds until restitution is made; to wit: create something of beauty and dedicate it to Eris....or something along those lines. (Saying sorry will no longer cut it in this Society. We are Discordians and Erisians, after all-some of us being both simultaneously. And we have some maintains to standardize in this age of bureaucracy. They taste like plantains, but a little more on the dirty sock side of things.)

Ooh! Can I have some tail between my legs?

Also, stop picking your nose in public. It's disgusting. Use a fucking tissue for bobsake.

Lookie! I FOUND GOLD!

Does any one care?

Any one?

I can't seem to get motivated enough to write the scene on the plane where Hemmingway meets and falls in love with Lily. Nor can I figure out why he would scream plane in a crowded bomb, even though I have finally fixed the continuity problem of Hemmingway starting out with a completely different personality than he ended up with.

So, I'm thinking if someone tells me they care and want to see the story finished, then I'll actually be motivated enough to finish it.

Frankly, I think the whole thing is crap and I'm sorry I ever wrote it.

The Mosquito
doesn't care about your traveler's checks
bloooooooooooood

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