Tis the 50th day of the Season of The Aftermath, in the Year of Our Lady of Discord 3191. And, verily, I say unto you, 'tis time to celebrate Afflux, the Season's Holyday.
I'm still unsure about how to properly celebrate Afflux. But, I think it's safe to assume that knocking back respectable quantities of alcohol, after, of course, pouring out a libation to our Blessed Goddess Eris, is in accordance with the spirit of any and all of our Discordian holydays. (And, if it isn't, to my knowledge, no Discordian sage has ever argued otherwise.)
But, perhaps, as we near the end of another Year of Our Lady of Discord, it's time to contemplate the seasonal cycles of our POEE Calendar (While consuming a steady stream of alcoholic beverages, of course). For, in the real world, it is self evident that Chaos, Discord, Confusion, Bureaucracy, and The Aftermath of what came before, happen in infinite numbers, at any time, all the time. And, the naming of our five calendar seasons after the five conditions merely serves as a constant, symbolic reminder of the true, unvarnished nature of the universe we inhabit. And so, Afflux, similar to all of our Discordian 'flux holydays,' serves as a specific reminder that The Aftermath is not a static condition, and that it will slowly morph back into the type of Chaos that originally birthed our entire universe.
Hail Eris! All Hail Discordia!
I'm still unsure about how to properly celebrate Afflux. But, I think it's safe to assume that knocking back respectable quantities of alcohol, after, of course, pouring out a libation to our Blessed Goddess Eris, is in accordance with the spirit of any and all of our Discordian holydays. (And, if it isn't, to my knowledge, no Discordian sage has ever argued otherwise.)
But, perhaps, as we near the end of another Year of Our Lady of Discord, it's time to contemplate the seasonal cycles of our POEE Calendar (While consuming a steady stream of alcoholic beverages, of course). For, in the real world, it is self evident that Chaos, Discord, Confusion, Bureaucracy, and The Aftermath of what came before, happen in infinite numbers, at any time, all the time. And, the naming of our five calendar seasons after the five conditions merely serves as a constant, symbolic reminder of the true, unvarnished nature of the universe we inhabit. And so, Afflux, similar to all of our Discordian 'flux holydays,' serves as a specific reminder that The Aftermath is not a static condition, and that it will slowly morph back into the type of Chaos that originally birthed our entire universe.
Hail Eris! All Hail Discordia!